So. I am going in, and mourning as I go
my death and Agamemnon's. Let my life be done.
Ah friends,
truly this is no wild bird fluttering in a bush,
nor vain my speech. Bear witness to me when I die,
when falls for me, a woman slain, another woman
and when a man dies for this wickedly mated man.
Here in my death I claim this stranger's grace of you.