(One FURY speaking for the rest.)
I warn ye to respect this company,
Whom else your land may find sore visitants.
APOLLO.
I warn ye to respect the oracles
Of Zeus and mine, nor dare to make them void.
CHORUS.
Bloodshedding falls not within thy domain;
Thy holy shrine will holy be no more.
APOLLO.
Was then my sire misled in that from blood
He cleansed Ixion, first of homicides?
CHORUS.
Say what thou wilt of justice, if we miss,
We shall return in wrath to haunt the land.