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!CHOROS.Woman, thou, — of him coming new from battleHouseguard — thy husband’s bed the while disgracing, —For the Army-leader didst thou plan this fate too?AIGISTHOS.These words too are of groans the prime-begetters!Truly a tongue opposed to Orpheus hast thou:Foi he led all things by his voice’s grace-charm,But thou, upstirring them by these wild yelpings,Wilt lead them! Forced, thou wilt appear the tamer!CHOROS.So — thou shalt be my king then of the Argeians —Who, not when for this man his fate thou plannedst,Daredst to do this deed — thyself the slayer!AIGISTHOS.For, to deceive him was the wife’s part, certes: