Stasimon 4
[Choral 1]
Thou too it is that by sheer force dost bend the steel among the Chalybes; nor is there any pity in thy relentless nature.
980
[Choral 2]
This is the goddess that hath gripped thee too in chains thou canst not ’scape;
Chorus
yet steel thy heart, for all thy weeping ne’er will bring to light again the dead from the realms below. Even sons of gods perish in darknessσκότιοι or the sons of gods by mortal women.
985
in the hour of death. We loved her while she was with us, we love her still though dead; noblest of her sex was she, the wife thou tookest to thy bed.
990
Her tomb let none regard as the graves of those who die and are no more, but let her have honours equal with the gods, revered by every traveller;
995
and many a one will cross the road and read this verse aloud, This is she that died in days gone by to save her lord; now is she a spirit blest. Hail, lady revered; be kind to us!
1000
Such glad greeting shall she have.
1005
