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aeschylus-agamemnon-1860		aeschylus-agamemnon-1860			.txt	text/plain	15483	1873	99	But the King, the elder, hath found voice and spoken: For a Virgin's blood: 'tis a rite of old, men tell. The woman shall be honoured.--Hast thou heard From Troy hath spoke to me a burning word. O Woman, like a man faithful and wise Till her gods' houses, they are things of death; With what high word shall I greet thee again, Thy foot, great King, the foot that trampled Troy. 'Tis God that hath Praise God thou art come to a House of high report This ill word thou hast laid upon thy mouth! Sure there hath swept on thee some Evil Thing, Man, thou shalt look on Agamemnon dead. No god of peace hath watch upon that hour. Knowing thy doom, why walkst thou with clear eyes, Aye, now, for me, thou hast thy words of fate; Not so, if God in after days shall guide Orestes home again!	./cache/aeschylus-agamemnon-1860.txt	./txt/aeschylus-agamemnon-1860.txt