Would I could reach yon plains with turrets crowned, leaving Callichorus, fountain of the goddess! 2nd Half-Chorus O that some god would give me wings to fly to the city of rivers twain! 1st Half-Chorus So might’st thou see and know the fortunes of thy friends. 2nd Half-Chorus What fate, what issue there awaits the valiant monarch of this land? 1st Half-Chorus Once more do we invoke the gods we called upon before; yea, in our fear this is our first and chiefest trust. 2nd Half-Chorus O Zeus, father to the child the heifer-mother bore in days long past, that daughter of Inachus! 1st Half-Chorus O be gracious, I pray, and champion this city!