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EURIPIDES.
Living to meet thine eye and taste thy vengeance.
Farewell, grey queen: forget not that which erst
Thou saidst to me when I began my tale.
Make me free man; for, touching suchlike boons, 890
The lips that lie not best beseem the noble. [Exit.
Chorus.
(Str. 1)
Sweet to me is the dance, when clear-pealing
Ring the flutes o'er the wine,
And when Love cometh sweetly in-stealing:
Yea, and gladness is mine
To look on my dear ones well-faring
Which aforetime were whelmed in despairing.
Many blessings fate cometh on-bearing,
With whom time paceth on, bringing healing,
900 Kronos' offspring divine.
(Ant. 1)
In justice, my land, thy path lieth:
This thy crown yield to none,
That thou fearest the Gods; who denieth,
Into madness hath run.
Lo, what sign is revealed for a token,
How the pride of wrong-doers is broken
Evermore, how to-day hath God spoken,
How the voice of Omnipotence crieth
In the deeds he hath done!
(Str. 2)
910He hath died not!—to heaven hath risen
Thy scion, grey queen.
Tell me never that Hades' dim prison
His long home hath been!
Nay, he soared through the flames leaping round him;
And with honour the Spousal-god crowned him,
Sweet to me is the dance, when clear-pealing
Ring the flutes o'er the wine,
And when Love cometh sweetly in-stealing:
Yea, and gladness is mine
To look on my dear ones well-faring
Which aforetime were whelmed in despairing.
Many blessings fate cometh on-bearing,
With whom time paceth on, bringing healing,
900 Kronos' offspring divine.
(Ant. 1)
In justice, my land, thy path lieth:
This thy crown yield to none,
That thou fearest the Gods; who denieth,
Into madness hath run.
Lo, what sign is revealed for a token,
How the pride of wrong-doers is broken
Evermore, how to-day hath God spoken,
How the voice of Omnipotence crieth
In the deeds he hath done!
(Str. 2)
910He hath died not!—to heaven hath risen
Thy scion, grey queen.
Tell me never that Hades' dim prison
His long home hath been!
Nay, he soared through the flames leaping round him;
And with honour the Spousal-god crowned him,