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power,

And deep-revered in courts of heaven

And realms of hell; and clear to all

They weave thy doom, mortality!

And some in joy and peace shall sing;

But unto other some they bring

Sad life and tear-dimmed eye.

Chorus:

And far away I ban thee and remove,

Untimely death of youths too soon brought low!

And to each maid, O gods, when time is come for love,

Grant ye a warrior's heart, a wedded life to know.

Ye too, O Fates, children of mother Night,

Whose children too are we, O goddesses

Of just award, of all by sacred right

Queens who in time and in eternity

Do rule, a present power for righteousness,

Honoured beyond all Gods, hear ye and grant my cry!

Athena:

And I too, I with joy am fain,

Hearing your voice this gift ordain

Unto my land.High thanks be thine,

Persuasion, who with eyes divine

Into my tongue didst look thy strength,

To bend and to appease at length

Those who would not be comforted.

Zeus, king of parley, doth prevail,

And ye and I will strive nor fail,

That good may stand in evil's stead,

And lasting bliss for bale.

Chorus:

And nevermore these walls within

Shall echo fierce sedition's din

Unslaked with blood and crime;

The thirsty dust shall nevermore

Suck up the darkly streaming gore

Of civic broils, shed out in wrath

And vengeance, crying death for death!

But man with man and state with state

Shall vow "The pledge of common hate

And common friendship, that for man

Hath oft made blessing out of ban,

Be ours unto all time".

Athena:

Skill they, or not, the path to find

Of favouring speech and presage kind?

Yea, even from these, who, grim and stern,

Glared anger upon you of old,

O citizens, ye now shall earn

A recompense right manifold.

Deck them aright, extol them high,

Be loyal to their loyalty,

And ye shall make your town and land

Sure, propped on Justice' saving hand,

And Fame's eternity.

Chorus:

Hail ye, all hail! and yet again, all hail

O Athens, happy in a weal secured!

O ye who sit by Zeus' right hand, nor fail

Of wisdom set among you and assured,

Loved of the well-loved Goddess-Maid! the King

Of gods doth reverence you, beneath her guarding wing.

Athena:

All hail unto each honoured guest!

Whom to the chambers of your rest

'Tis mine to lead, and to provide

The hallowed torch, the guard and guide.

Pass down, the while these altars glow

With sacred fire, to earth below

And your appointed shrine.

There dwelling, from the land restrain

The force of fate, the breath of bane,

But waft on us the gift and gain

Of Victory divine!

And ye, the men of Cranaos' seed,

I bid you now with reverence lead

These alien Powers that thus are made

Athenian evermore. To you

Fair be their will henceforth, to do

Whate'er may bless and aid!

Chorus:

Hail to you all! hail yet again,

All who love Athens, Gods and men,

Adoring her as Pallas' home!

And while ye reverence what ye grant--

My sacred shrine and hidden haunt--

Blameless and blissful be your doom!

Athena:

Once more I praise the promise of your vows,

And now I bid the golden torches' glow

Pass down before you to the hidden depth

Of earth, by mine own sacred servants borne,

Mv loyal guards of statue and of shrine.

Come forth, O flower of Theseus' Attic land,

O glorious band of children and of wives,

And ye, O train of matrons crowned with eld!

Deck you with festal robes of scarlet dye

In honour of this day: O gleaming torch,

Lead onward, that these gracious powers of earth

Henceforth be seen to bless the life of men.

Athena leads the procession downwards into the Cave of the Furies, under Areopagus: as they go, the escort of women and children chant aloud.

Chant:

With loyalty we lead you; proudly go,

Night's childless children, to your home below!

("O citizens, awhile from words forbear!")

To darkness' deep primeval lair,

Far in Earth's bosom, downward fare,

Adored with prayer and sacrifice.

("O citizens, forbear your cries!")

Pass hitherward, ye powers of Dread,

With all your former wrath allayed,

Into the heart of this loved land;

With joy unto

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