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Agamemnon

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SCENE VII.

Arsinoe, Egysthus, and Clytemnestra.
ARSINOE.
Oh! wretched queen, regardless of thy doom.
E'en while the slaying hand is stretch'd to catch,
Thus, like a silly hen, safe in the sun,
To nestle fondly on a loathsome dung-hill.
If thou wilt welcome home thy lord with blood,
Go, wanton openly to all the court?
Why, with a half-seen leer or dubious smile,
Beget suspicion, since you seek detection?
Since you so dote upon your fated minion;
Go kiss him openly on the high-way;
Hang on his neck before the shouting rabble,
That all may know the lush of your lewd love,
And save grave justice from the amorous proving.
Ay, get thee gone, and curse thy brawny vigour,
That Death, so little will account to-night.