And all that sit their steeds
Rush forth with loosened reins,
Who at Athena's shrine,
Where on her steed she sits,1070
Bow down, or homage pay
To Rhea's son, the sea-God, ruling earth.
Stroph. II.
Strike they or do they linger? Shadowy hopes
Come on my soul, that he
Perchance surrenders now
The maiden who hath borne
Full many a grief, and many a wrong endured
At her own kinsmen's hands.
Yes, Zeus this day will work, will work His way;
Prophet of brave deeds I.1080
Ah would that I, a dove on pinions swift,
Might gain some cloud that floats in æther clear,
And glad my longing eyes
With sight of this fierce conflict of the brave.
Antistroph. II.
Ο Zeus! thou Lord omnipotent of Gods,
Who all on earth beholdest,
Grant that our country's chiefs,
With strength for victory,
May lay their ambush, and may seize their prey;
And thou, Ο child of Zeus,1090
Pallas, Athena; thou too huntsman-God,
Apollo, in thy strength,
And she, thy sister, following evermore
Swift-footed antelopes with dappled skin;
I pray you come and help
Doubly, this land, and its inhabitants.
and Ismene.
