ANTISTROPHE III.
Chorus.

Where kindred with kindred contendeth in war,

Jove looks on the strife, and decides from afar,

Where he holdeth the scales even-handed;[f13]

O why wilt thou doubt to declare for the right?

He blesseth the good, but in anger will smite,

Where the sons of the wicked are banded.

King.

To advise for you in such confounding depths,

My soul should be a diver, to plunge down