Fitting together the whole scheme of ill-will.So, sweet, in fine, even to die were to me,Seeing, as I have, this man i’ the toils of justice!CHOROS.Aigisthos, arrogance in ills I love not.Dost thou say — willing, thou didst kill the man here,And, alone, plot this lamentable slaughter?I say — thy head in justice will escape notThe people’s throwing — know that! — stones and curses! AIGISTHOS.Thou such things soundest — seated at the lowerOarage to those who rule at the ship’s mid-bench?Thou shalt know, being old, how heavy is teachingTo one of the like age — bidden be modest!But chains and old age and the pangs of fastingStand out before all else in teaching, — prophetsAt souls’-cure! Dost not, seeing aught, see this too?Against goads kick not, lest tript-up thou suffer!