And now the terror, which awhile o’er Earth
Its black wings spread, shall up to Heaven ascend
And gnaw the tyrant’s heart: for there is whispered
A word gone forth to scare the mighty gods;
How one must soon be born, and born of men, 860
Who shall drive out their impious host from heaven,
And from their skyey dwellings rule mankind
In truth and love. So scarce on man will fall
This evil, nay, nor on thyself, O king;
Thy name shall live an honoured name in Greece.