Ne'er shall the throng aver, should ill befal,—
"Strangers revering, thou the state hast wrecked."
Chorus. Antistrophe III.
Allied to both, Zeus, with impartial ken,
These things beholdeth; evil men
Fitly with bale doth he requite,
The good with blessing: wherefore fearest then,
Since fair the balance, to uphold the right? 400
King.
Deep salutary counsel need we here,
An eye clear-sighted, not with wine surcharged,
To plunge like diver to the lowest deep,
That these events, first, harmless to the state
May prove, and next bring vantage to ourselves.
So may not ye be booty of the strife,
Nor we, by yielding you, near holy seats
Of gods established, bring, to haunt our land,
The all-destroying Might, Avenger stern,
Who e'en in Hades' realm frees not the dead. 410
Seems there not need of salutary thought?
Chorus. Strophe I.
Ponder, and with just heed,
To me in my sore need
God-fearing patron be! Surrender not
One, by unrighteous meed,
Who shares the exile's lot.
