THE CHORUS
Lustfulaccursedmonstrous is their will
As of beasts ravening-'ware we of their power
DANAUS
Look younot swiftly puts a fleet to sea
Nor swiftly to its moorings; long it is
Or e'er the saving cables to the shore
Are borneand long or e'er the steersmen cry
The good ship swings at anchor-all is well.
Longest of allthe task to come aland
Where haven there is nonewhen sunset fades
In night. To pilot wisethe adage saith
Night is a day of wakefulness and pain.
Therefore no force of weaponed menas yet
Scatheless can come ashorebefore the bark
Lie at her anchorage securely moored.
Bethink thee thereforenor in panic leave
The shrine of gods whose succour thou hast won.
I go for aid-men shall not blame me long
Oldbut with youth at heart and on my tongue.
(DANAUS departs as the CHORUS sings in terror.)
CHORUS
strophe 1
O land of hill and daleO holy land
What shall befall us? whither shall we flee
From Apian land to some dark lair of earth?
O would that in vapour of smoke I might rise to the clouds of the
sky
That as dust which flits up without wings I might pass and evanish
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