<TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0" xmlns:py="http://codespeak.net/lxml/objectify/pytype" py:pytype="TREE"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0085.tlg006.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="choral"><div type="textpart" subtype="antistrophe" n="3"><sp><l n="835">by working bloody ruin in our house and obliterating the guilt of murder.<note anchored="true" n="837" resp="Smyth">Of verses 819-837 only the general sense is clear.</note>
               
            </l></sp></div></div><milestone n="838" unit="card"/><div type="textpart" subtype="episode"><stage rend="italic">Enter Aegisthus</stage><sp><speaker>Aegisthus</speaker><l n="838">I have come not unasked but summoned by a messenger.  I heard startling news told by some strangers who have arrived, tidings far from  welcome:</l><l n="840">—that Orestes is dead.  To lay this too upon our house would be a fearful burden when it is still festering and galled by the wound inflicted by an earlier murder.  How can I believe this tale is the living truth?  Or is it merely a panic-stricken report spread by women</l><l n="845">which leaps up to die away in nothingness?  What can you tell me of this to make it plain to my mind?
            </l></sp><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="848">We heard the tale, it is true.  But go inside and inquire of the strangers.  The certainty of a messenger’s report</l></sp></div></div></body></text></TEI>