Close neighbors on his garb, thus testify me
That neither voiceless, nor yet kindling for thee
Mountain-wood-flame, shall he explain by fire-smoke:
But either tell out more the joyance, speaking ...
Word contrary to which, I ought but love it!
For may good be—to good that 's known—appendage!
Cho. Whoever prays for aught else to this city
—May he himself reap fruit of his mind's error!
Herald. Ha, my forefathers' soil of earth Argeian!
Thee, in this year's tenth light, am I returned to—