Yea, Zeus, set him whom now the palace holds, Set him above his foes; For if thou raise him high, Then shall thou have, to thy heart's full content, Payment of twofold, threefold recompense. ANTISTROPHE I Know that the son of one who loved thee well 780 *Like colt of sire bereaved, *Is to the chariot of great evils yoked, *And set thy limit to his weary path. *Ah, would that one might see *His panting footsteps, as he treads his course, *Keeping due measure through this plain of ours! STROPHE III And ye within the gate, Ye Gods, in purpose one, Who dwell in shrines enriched With all good things, come ye, And now with vengeance fresh Atone for murder foul Of those that fell long since: 790 *And let that blood of old, *When these are justly slain, Breed no more in our house. MESODE O Thou[444] that dwellest in the cavern vast, Adorned with goodly gifts, Grant our lord's house to look up yet once more, And that it now may glance, In free and glorious guise With loving kindly eyes, From out its veil of gloom. Let Maia's son[445] too give His righteous help, and waft Good end with prosperous gale. ANTISTROPHE III *And things that now are hid, 800 He, if he will, will bring As to the daylight clear; But when it pleases him Dark, hidden words to speak, As in thick night he bears Black gloom before his face;[446] Nor is he in the day One whit more manifest. STROPHE IV *And then our treasured store,[447] *The price as ransom paid To free the house from ill, A woman's gift on breath Of favouring breeze onborne, We then with clamorous cry, To sound of cithern sweet, Will in the city pour; And if this prospers well, *My gains, yea mine, 'twill swell, and Atè then From those I love stands far. 810 ANTISTROPHE II But thou, take courage, when the time is come For action, and cry out, Shouting thy father's name, When she shall cry aloud the name of “son,” And work thou out a woe that none will blame. ANTISTROPHE IV