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Ion
O Pallas, daughter of almighty Zeus, in full assurance will we accept thy words; for I am convinced of my parentage from Loxias and this lady; which even before was not incredible.
O Pallas, daughter of almighty Zeus, in full assurance will we accept thy words; for I am convinced of my parentage from Loxias and this lady; which even before was not incredible.
Creusa
To what I say give ear. My former blame of Phoebus now is turned to praise,
because he now restores to me the babe whom erst he slighted. Now are these portals fair unto mine eyes and this oracle of the god, though before I hated them. With joy now I even cling to the knocker on the door and salute the gates.
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To what I say give ear. My former blame of Phoebus now is turned to praise,
because he now restores to me the babe whom erst he slighted. Now are these portals fair unto mine eyes and this oracle of the god, though before I hated them. With joy now I even cling to the knocker on the door and salute the gates.
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Athena
I commend thee for thy sudden change, and thy fair words about the god.
’Tis ever thus; Heaven’s justice may tarry awhile, yet comes it at the last in no wise weakened.
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I commend thee for thy sudden change, and thy fair words about the god.
’Tis ever thus; Heaven’s justice may tarry awhile, yet comes it at the last in no wise weakened.
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Creusa
My son, let us set out for home.
My son, let us set out for home.
Athena
Go; I will follow.
Go; I will follow.
Ion
A guide we well may prize.
A guide we well may prize.
Creusa
Aye, and one that holds our city dear.
Aye, and one that holds our city dear.
Athena
Go, sit thee down upon the throne of thy ancestors.
Go, sit thee down upon the throne of thy ancestors.
Ion
’Tis my heritage and I value it.
’Tis my heritage and I value it.
Chorus
All hail, Apollo, son of Zeus and Latona! ’Tis only right that he,
whose house is sore beset with trouble, should reverence God and keep good heart; for at the last the righteous find their just reward, but the wicked, as their nature is, will never prosper.
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All hail, Apollo, son of Zeus and Latona! ’Tis only right that he,
whose house is sore beset with trouble, should reverence God and keep good heart; for at the last the righteous find their just reward, but the wicked, as their nature is, will never prosper.
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Ion. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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