Chorus.
Whom next of all these gods shall I invoke?
Danaos.
This trident see I, ensign of the god.
Chorus.
Well hath he sped us, well may he receive!
Danaos.
Here Hermes also after Hellas' rites.
Chorus.
May he good tidings herald to the free!
Danaos.
Of all these gods the common shrine revere,
And in these holy precincts take your seats,
Like flock of doves scared by like-feathered hawks, 220
Our kin, yet foes, polluters of the race.
Can bird, devouring bird, be undefiled?
Who takes in marriage an unwilling bride,
From sire unwilling, how can he be pure?
Not e'en in realm of Hades, after death,
Shall one so reckless fail to be arraigned.
For there, among the shades, another Zeus,
'Tis said, offence by final verdict dooms.
Look out, and on this place your station take,
So happy issue your emprize shall crown.
[Enter King, followed by attendants.]
