O would that Jove might show to men
His counsel as he planned it;
But ah! he darky weaves the scheme,
No mortal eye hath scanned it.
It burns through darkness brightly clear
To whom the god shall show it;
But mortal man, through cloudy fear,
Shall search in vain to know it.
ANTISTROPHE IV.
Firm to the goal his purpose treads,