How we cite our quotes:
THE OLD SLAVE
For we reach the bourn
Of far renowned Mycenae, rich in gold
And Pelops' fatal roofs before us rise (9-10)
Mycenae's great fortune has come at a great expense.
Thou, too, paternal hearth! To thee I come,
Justly to cleanse thee by behest from heaven. (69-70)
Yet in many ways Orestes ends up further tainting his home.
While I behold the sky,
Glancing with myriad fires, or this fair day.
But, like some brood-bereavèd nightingale (105-8)
The "nightingale" refers to Procne, another girl from Greek mythology also consumed with eternal sorrow.