reconciled by the iron sword. The great Erinys of your father Oedipus has fulfilled it all truly.

ChorusPierced through your left sides, pierced indeed—through those sides that were born from one womb! Ah, strange ones! Ah, the curses that demand death for death! Right through, as you say, were they struck, with blows to house and body by an unspeakable wrath and by the doom, called down by their father’s curse, which they shared without discord.