Branded with infamy by men,
The impious disappear;
For whom the righteous gods condemn,
No mortal dares revere.—
The lore which thus we chant in choral strain,
Say ye, doth Reason at her bar arraign?
STROPHE IV.
Right through the lungs doth Justice' hand
Drive home the bitter steel;
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†For all must perish who withstand
Libation Bearers. Aeschylus. Anna Swanwick (Translator). London. 1886.
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