Chor. . . . . .
Dan. Invoke ye now the mighty bird of Zeus.[[223]]
Chor. We call the sun's bright rays to succour us.
Dan. Apollo too, the holy, in that He,
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A God, has tasted exile from high heaven.[[224]]
Chor. Knowing that fate, He well may feel for men.
Dan. So may He feel, and look on us benignly!
Chor. Whom of the Gods shall I besides invoke?
Dan. I see this trident here, a God's great symbol.[[225]]