The father of this dead, the godless Atreus;
And to my father for the savoury use
Of festive viands gave his children’s flesh
To feed on; in a separate dish concealed
Were legs and arms, and the fingers’ pointed tips,[n97]
Broke from the body. These my father saw not;
But what remained, the undistinguished flesh,
He with unwitting greed devoured, and ate
A curse to Argos. Soon as known, his heart
Disowned the unholy feast, and with a groan