“Clytemnestra: He collapsed, snorting his life away,
spitting great gobs of blood all over me,
drenching me in showers of his dark blood.
And I rejoiced—just as the fecund earth
rejoices when the heavens send spring rains”

—  Aeschylus , Agamemnon

Source: Oresteia (458 BC), Agamemnon, lines 1388–1392 (tr. Ian Johnston)

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