And He or holds his speech or speaks in season.
Yet against him the hero Lasthenes,
A foe of strangers, at the gates we'll set;
Old in his mind, his body in its prime,
His eye swift-footed, and his hand not slow
To grasp the spear from 'neath the shield laid bare:[[114]]
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Yet 'tis by God's gift men must win success.
Antistrophe III
Chor. Hear, O ye Gods! our prayers,