But with blithe greeting to glad Thebe came
She of the glorious name,
Victory,—smiling on our chariot throng
With eyes that waken song
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Then let those battle memories cease,
Silenced by thoughts of peace.
With holy dances of delight
Lasting through the livelong night
Visit we every shrine, in solemn round,
Antigone. Sophocles. Lewis Campbell (Translator). London, New York and Toronto. 1906.