High his front of wrath up-rearing
’Gainst the guilty roof.
For heavily, heavily weighs the Alastor,
Scapeless, and, with sore disaster,
Sinks the sinner low.
Bless, O Jove, this Argive nation,
That knew their kindred’s supplication,
And saved them from the foe:
And when their vows they pay, then surely
Gifts from clean hands offered purely