To the Furies

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I praise the fair-minded Furies, daughters of Ge,
daughters of starry-cloaked Ouranos her consort,
born of blood and betrayal. Your wrath falls upon
the oathbreaker, O righteous ones; your vengeance
is borne by the murderous, the villainous,
the faithless and the wicked. Couriers of justice,
harbingers of evil omen, curse-bearers,
gracious ones who demand from the wrongdoer
what penance is due, none can escape your swift
and certain sanction. Goddesses, I honor you.