[Convoy, conducting the Eumenides in festal pomp to their subterranean temple, with torches in their hands:
STROPHE I.
Go with honor crowned and glory,
Of hoary Night the daughters hoary,
To your destined hall.
Where our sacred train is wending,
Stand, ye pious throngs attending,
Hushed in silence all.
ANTISTROPHE I.
Go to hallowed habitations,