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To Zeusthe lord of purity:
Therefore with altars pure they shall the gods revere.
Thusthrough the boughs that shade our lipsfly forth in air
strophe 2
Fly forthO eager prayer!
May never pestilence efface
This city's race
Nor be the land with corpses strewed
Nor stained with civic blood!
The stem of youthunplucktto manhood come
Nor Ares rise from Aphrodite's bower
The lord of death and baneto waste our youthful flower.
antistrophe 2
Long may the old
Crowd to the altars kindled to consume
Gifts rich and manifold-
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Offered to win from powers divine
A benison on city and on shrine:
Let all the sacred might adore
Of Zeus most highthe lord
Of guestright and the hospitable board
Whose immemorial law doth rule Fate's scales aright:
The garners of earth's store
Be full for evermore
And grace of Artemis make women's travail light;
strophe 3
No devastating curse of fell disease
This city seize;
No clamour of the State arouse to war
Aresfrom whom afar
Shrinketh the luteby whom the dances fail-
Aresthe lord of wail.
Swarm far aloof from Argos' citizens
All plague and pestilence
And may the Archer-God ouryilai：
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