Aeschylus - The Libation Bearers (Lines 398-426) lyrics

Lines 398-426 Orestes: Sweet Earth, how long? - great lords of d**h, look on, you mighty curses of the dead. Look on the last of Atreus' children, here, the remnant helpless, cast from home... god, where to turn? Leader: And again my pulses race and leap, I can feel your sobs, and hope becomes despair and the heart goes dark to hear you -then the anguish ebbs, I see you stronger, hope and the light come on me. electra: What hope? - what force to summon, what can help? What but the pain we suffer, bred by her? So let her fawn. She can never soothe her young wolves - Mother dear, you bred our wolves' raw fury. LEADER AND CHORUS: I beat and beat the dirge like a Persian mourner, hands clenched tight and the blows are coming thick and fast, you can see the hands shoot out, now hand over hand and down - the head pulsates, blood at the temples pounding to explode! electra: Reckless, brutal mother - oh dear god! - The brutal, cruel cortege, the warlord stripped of his honour guard and stripped of mourning rites -you dared entomb your lord unwept, unsung. Orestes: Shamed for all the world, you mean -dear god, my father degraded so! Oh she'll pay, she'll pay, by the gods and these bare hands -just let me take her life and die!