With
watchers
doth he go
Begirt, and mailed pikemen?
Begirt, and mailed pikemen?
Euripides - Electra
ORESTES.
The deed, the deed! What must we do?
OLD MAN.
Strike down
Aegisthus . . . and thy mother.
ORESTES.
'Tis the crown
My race is run for. But how find him?
OLD MAN.
Not
Within the city walls, however hot
Thy spirit.
ORESTES.
Ha!
With watchers doth he go
Begirt, and mailed pikemen?
OLD MAN.
Even so:
He lives in fear of thee, and night nor day
Hath slumber.
ORESTES.
That way blocked! --'Tis thine to say
What next remains.
OLD MAN.
I will; and thou give ear.
A thought has found me!
ORESTES.
All good thoughts be near,
For thee to speak and me to understand!
OLD MAN.
But now I saw Aegisthus, close at hand
As here I journeyed.
ORESTES.
That good word shall trace
My path for me! Thou saw'st him?
