Like the nightingale who lost her child I will stand in his doorway and call on his name. Make them all hear. Make this house echo. O Hades! Persephone! Hermes of hell! Furies, I call you! Who watch when lives are murdered. Who watch when loves betray. Come! Help me! Strike back! Strike back for my father murdered! And send my brother to me. Because alone, the whole poised force of my life is nothing against this.
