Would I could reach yon plains with turrets crowned, leaving Callichorus, fountain of the goddess!2nd Half-ChorusO that some god would give me wings to fly to the city of rivers twain! 1st Half-ChorusSo might’st thou see and know the fortunes of thy friends.2nd Half-ChorusWhat fate, what issue there awaits the valiant monarch of this land?1st Half-ChorusOnce more do we invoke the gods we called upon before; yea, in our fear this is our first and chiefest trust.

2nd Half-ChorusO Zeus, father to the child the heifer-mother bore in days long past, that daughter of Inachus!1st Half-ChorusO be gracious, I pray, and champion this city!