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THE CHOËPHOROE
Leader.
Not yet! So much the dullest seer can read.
Nurse.
What mean'st thou? There is something ye have heard!
Leader.
Go, tell thy tale. Obey thy mistress' word!
God, where He guardeth, guardeth faithfully.
Nurse.
I go.—May all be well, God helping me!
[The Nurse goes out.
Chorus.
[Strophe 1
—Lo, I pray God, this day:
Father of Olympus, hear!
Grant thy fortunes healingly
Fall for them who crave to see
In this House of lust and fear,
Purity, purity.
—I have sinned not, I have spoken
In the name of Law unbroken;
Zeus, as thou art just, we pray thee
Be his guard!
All.
There is One within the Gate
Of his foemen, where they wait;
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