aeschylus - Conscious Evolution TV

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Spirit of Counsel, suave and holy,
Whose sober eye could lead me on
Till, though the stubborn will yield slowly,
Yet their wild hearts were won!
But Zeus, the Lord of Civic Life,
Gave victory; in this noble strife
He made Good triumph solely.
Ch. Tiger-throated Faction fed
On the meat of human woe,
Filled but never surfeited,
Come not hither growling low,
Nor wake Athens with thy roar.
Never be this thirsty ground
Drunk with fratricidal blood,
Nor lust of Power insatiate
Snatch at vengeance evermore.
In one fellowship of Good
Each be to his neighbour bound,
One in love and one in hate;
For such grace, where'er 'tis found,
Lays the balm to many a wound.
At. Are they not wise? Speaks she not fair?
Her tongue of gold makes counsel sweet
And points the happy highway where
Soft words and Wisdom meet.
Mine eyes see visions; fair foundations
Rise round these forms with fury fraught!
Serve them! Bring them your rich oblations,
And ye serve not for nought.
Bless them, and they will surely bless;
At home the reign of Righteousness,
Renown throughout all nations.
Ch. Joy to you, joy and all good things!
Joy to the fortunate city that lies
With Zeus about her and above;
Vowed to the Unmarried Maiden's love
And in the dawn of Time made wise,
Whom Pallas covers with her wings
And the Father sanctifies!
At. Joy to you too in amplest store!
But it is time; I go before;
I lead you on your road;
And by your escort's holy light
Conduct you through the Shades of Night
Down to your dark Abode.
Set forward then your priestly train;
Speed them with blood of victims slain
Under this holy ground;
Bind whatsoever bringeth death,
EUMENIDES
And whatsoever profiteth
Be by your spell unbound.
As ye help Athens by your charms
She shall be great in arts and arms,
Still, still with victory crowned!
Lead on, ye sons of Cranaus;
For those that make their home with us
A path and passage find;
And by their good gifts freely given,
By these sweet charities of Heaven
Be all men of one mind!
Ch. Joy, joy to Athens! Oh, twice blest
Be all tha t in her borders dwell,
Or be they men of mortal mould
Or deathless Deities that hold
Pallas' rock-built citadel!
Love me that am your Sacred Guest
And bid to Grief a long farewell!
At. Take all my thanks; my heart goes with
your prayers.
Myself will lead you by the torches' blaze
Down to your habitation 'neath the earth
With these my ministrants round my Statua
On duteous watch; the apple of the eye
Of Theseus' land, a famous company
Oflittle ones and wives and beldames old.
We'll mantle them in cloaks of scarlet fine.
And all about them shake the bright fireshine,
Give these New Dwellers noble welcoming
That goodly men from their goodwill may spring.
Escort. Pass on your way, ye mighty,
Ye Jealous in honour pass on,
Children of Night unbegotten,
Seed of her womb unsown,
With pomp and triumph and holy mirth,
(Hush! Good words, all ye people!)
And prayer and sacrifice descend
Down to the dark, diluvial earth.
(Hush! Good words all ye people!)
Come, ye Majestic Spirits, come,
Bring good luck to your new-found home
By the glad bright light of the burning brand!
(Cry, cry aloud with jubilee!)
Peace to thee and peace to thee
And peace for ever in Pallas' land!
Partnered with happy Destiny
All-seeing Zeus hath wrought to this end!
(Cry, cry aloud with jubilee!)
Exeunt.