I judge you victor: you advise me well. To Clytaemestra Come, this way! I mean to kill you by his very side. For while he lived, you thought him better than my father.Sleep with him in death, since you love him but hate the man you were bound to love. ClytaemestraIt was I who nourished you, and with you I would grow old. OrestesWhat! Murder my father and then make your home with me? ClytaemestraFate, my child, must share the blame for this.OrestesAnd fate now brings this destiny to pass. ClytaemestraHave you no regard for a parent’s curse, my son? OrestesYou brought me to birth and yet you cast me out to misery. ClytaemestraNo, surely I did not cast you out in sending you to the house of an ally. OrestesI was sold in disgrace, though I was born of a free father.ClytaemestraThen where is the price I got for you? OrestesI am ashamed to reproach you with that outright. ClytaemestraBut do not fail to proclaim the follies of that father of yours as well. OrestesDo not accuse him who suffered while you sat idle at home. ClytaemestraIt is a grief for women to be deprived of a husband, my child.OrestesYes, but it is the husband’s toil that supports them while they sit at home. ClytaemestraYou seem resolved, my child, to kill your mother. OrestesYou will kill yourself, not I. ClytaemestraTake care: beware the hounds of wrath that avenge a mother. OrestesAnd how shall I escape my father’s if I leave this undone?