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THE CHILDREN OF HERAKLES.
91
Chorus.
(Str.)
Never man hath been blessed save by God's dispensation, nor bowed under sorrow:—
Lo, this do I cry:—
610 Nor the same house treads evermore in prosperity's ways:
But the fate of to-day is dogged by the feet of the fate of to-morrow
Ever treading anigh;
And him that was highly exalted it comes to abase,
And him that was nothing accounted it setteth on high.[1]
Ye may flee not your doom, nor repel, though the buckler of wisdom ye borrow,
And whoso essayeth hath vain toil endlessly.
(Ant.)
Ah, cast thee not down, but endure heaven's stroke, nor thy spirit surrender
620 Unto anguished despair.
She hath won her a portion in death that the world shall praise,
Who hath out of her agony risen, her brethren's, our Athens' defender:
And a crown shall she wear
Of renown that the worship of men on her brows shall place:
For through tangle of trouble doth virtue unfaltering fare.
Of her sire is it worthily done, of her line's heroic splendour.
In thine homage to noble death mine heart hath share.
Never man hath been blessed save by God's dispensation, nor bowed under sorrow:—
Lo, this do I cry:—
610 Nor the same house treads evermore in prosperity's ways:
But the fate of to-day is dogged by the feet of the fate of to-morrow
Ever treading anigh;
And him that was highly exalted it comes to abase,
And him that was nothing accounted it setteth on high.[1]
Ye may flee not your doom, nor repel, though the buckler of wisdom ye borrow,
And whoso essayeth hath vain toil endlessly.
(Ant.)
Ah, cast thee not down, but endure heaven's stroke, nor thy spirit surrender
620 Unto anguished despair.
She hath won her a portion in death that the world shall praise,
Who hath out of her agony risen, her brethren's, our Athens' defender:
And a crown shall she wear
Of renown that the worship of men on her brows shall place:
For through tangle of trouble doth virtue unfaltering fare.
Of her sire is it worthily done, of her line's heroic splendour.
In thine homage to noble death mine heart hath share.
- ↑ Reading ἀτίταν vice ἀλήταν.