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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" xml:lang="eng" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0085.tlg001.perseus-eng2"><div type="textpart" subtype="choral"><div type="textpart" subtype="strophe" n="7"><sp><l n="134">
                  Our oars, indeed, and our timbered ship, bound with yellow rope<note anchored="true" n="134" resp="Smyth">Undergirding ropes (<foreign xml:lang="grc">ὑποζώματα</foreign>) to brace a ship’s sides. Cp. l. 441.</note>
               </l><l n="135">to withstand the sea, sped me on by help of favoring winds, unharmed by all tempests; nor have I reason for complaint.  But may the all-seeing Father</l><l n="140">establish a kindly issue in due time—
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="141"/><div type="textpart" subtype="ephymnion" n="2"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="141">
               That the mighty race of our honorable mother escape the embrace of man (ah me), unwedded, unvanquished.
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="144"/><div type="textpart" subtype="antistrophe" n="7"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="144">And may Zeus’ pure daughter, she who holds securely the sacred wall, willingly, meeting my will, look upon me; and, grieved at our pursuit, come with all her might, a virgin to a virgin’s aid,</l><l n="150">to deliver me—
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="151"/><div type="textpart" subtype="ephymnion" n="2"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="151">
               That the mighty race of our honorable mother may escape the embrace of man (ah me), unwedded, unvanquished.
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="154"/><div type="textpart" subtype="strophe" n="8"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="154">
               Yet, if she will not, we, a dark,</l><l n="155">sun-burned race, with suppliant boughs will invoke the underworld Zeus, Zeus the great host</l><l n="160">of the dead; for if the gods of <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName> hear us not, we will hang ourselves.
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="162"/><div type="textpart" subtype="ephymnion" n="3"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="162">
                  Ah Zeus! On account of the poisonous hate of Io vengeance from the gods pursues us.<note anchored="true" n="163" resp="Smyth">The assets of public debtors and exiles were ascertained and secured at <placeName key="perseus,Athens">Athens</placeName> by officers called <foreign xml:lang="grc">μαστῆρες</foreign>.</note>I know</l><l n="165">your consort’s sky-conquering spite; for a stormy sea  follows a harsh wind.
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="168"/><div type="textpart" subtype="antistrophe" n="8"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="168">
               And Zeus shall then be liable to the charge of injustice</l><l n="170">that he hates the child of the heifer, the child whom he himself begat long ago, his very own, and now he holds his face averted from our prayers.</l><l n="175">May he from above hear our call!
            </l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="162a"/><div type="textpart" subtype="ephymnion" n="3"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="162a">
               Ah Zeus! On account of the poisonous hate of Io vengeance from the gods pursues us. I know</l><l n="165a">your consort’s sky-conquering spite; for a stormy sea  follows a harsh wind.
                  </l></sp></div></div><milestone unit="card" n="176"/><div type="textpart" subtype="episode"><sp><speaker>Danaus</speaker><l n="176">
               My children, you must be prudent.  A prudent captain of your voyage was your reliable old father here with whom you came.  And now that I have considered with foresight what may befall us here on land, I charge you, record my injunctions on the tablets of your minds and guard them.
               
                  </l><milestone unit="para"/><l n="180">I see dust, the voiceless herald of an army; the axle-driven wheels are not silent in their sockets. I behold a throng, armed with shields and holding spears, with steeds and curved chariots. Perhaps they are the princes of the land</l><l n="185">come to look on us, informed by messengers.  But whether a harmless man or one driven by savage wrath rouses this expedition, it is better, damsels, in any case, to seat yourselves at that mound sacred to the assembled gods.
<note anchored="true" n="189" resp="Smyth"><foreign xml:lang="grc">ἀγών</foreign> has here the force of <foreign xml:lang="grc">ἀγορά</foreign>, place of assembly.  Cp. l. 222.</note>
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