Shrink from the deed? But now his wife hath done it,
Tainting this land with murder most abhorred,
Polluting Argive gods. But still Orestes
Looks on the light; him favouring Fortune shall
Nerve with one stroke to smite this guilty pair.
Ægisthus.
Nay, if thou for brawls art eager, and for battle, thou shalt know—
Chorus.
Ho! my gallant co-mates, rouse ye![n100] ’tis an earnest business now!
Quick, each hand with sure embracement hold the dagger by the hilt!