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EURIPIDES.
Lay to thine hand: a finger-touch from thee,
And good-speed's haven long-desired we win. 1445
Suffice our travail heretofore endured.
Oft have ye been invoked, ye Gods, to hear
My joys and griefs: not endless ills I merit,
But in plain paths to tread. Grant this one boon,
And happy shall ye make me all my days. 1450
[Exeunt Menelaus and Helen.
Chorus.
(Str. 1) Swift galley Phœnician of Sidon, Foam sprang from the travail of thee, O dear to the sons of the oar: The dolphin-dance sweepeth before And behind thee, when breezes no moreRuffle the sea thou dost ride on,
And thus through the hush crieth she, Calm,[1] azure-eyed child of the sea:—"Shake out the canvas, committing1460 Your sails to what breezes may blow,And arow at the pine-blades sitting Give way, O sailors, yoho!Till the keel bearing Helen shall slide on The strand where the old homes be."(Ant. 1) Perchance by the full-brimming river On the priestess-maids shalt thou light, Or haply by Pallas's fane, And shalt join in the dances again, Or the revels for Hyacinth slain,
And thus through the hush crieth she, Calm,[1] azure-eyed child of the sea:—"Shake out the canvas, committing1460 Your sails to what breezes may blow,And arow at the pine-blades sitting Give way, O sailors, yoho!Till the keel bearing Helen shall slide on The strand where the old homes be."(Ant. 1) Perchance by the full-brimming river On the priestess-maids shalt thou light, Or haply by Pallas's fane, And shalt join in the dances again, Or the revels for Hyacinth slain,