Part 4 (1/2)

[_Checking himself as he sees the altar of Apollo._ And thou, O Pythian Lord; No more on us be thy swift arrows poured!

Beside Scamander well we learned how true Thy hate is. Oh, as thou art Healer too, Heal us! As thou art Saviour of the Lost, Save also us, Apollo, being so tossed With tempest! ... All ye Daemons of the Pale!

And Hermes! Hermes, mine own guardian, hail!

Herald beloved, to whom all heralds bow....

Ye Blessed Dead that sent us, receive now In love your children whom the spear hath spared.

O House of Kings, O roof-tree thrice-endeared, O solemn thrones! O G.o.ds that face the sun!

Now, now, if ever in the days foregone, After these many years, with eyes that burn, Give hail and glory to your King's return!

For Agamemnon cometh! A great light Cometh to men and G.o.ds out of the night.

Grand greeting give him--aye, it need be grand-- Who, G.o.d's avenging mattock in his hand, Hath wrecked Troy's towers and digged her soil beneath, Till her G.o.ds' houses, they are things of death; Her altars waste, and blasted every seed Whence life might rise! So perfect is his deed, So dire the yoke on Ilion he hath cast, The first Atreides, King of Kings at last, And happy among men! To whom we give Honour most high above all things that live.

For Paris nor his guilty land can score The deed they wrought above the pain they bore.

”Spoiler and thief,” he heard G.o.d's judgement pa.s.s; Whereby he lost his plunder, and like gra.s.s Mowed down his father's house and all his land; And Troy pays twofold for the sin she planned.

LEADER.

Be glad, thou Herald of the Greek from Troy!

HERALD.

So glad, I am ready, if G.o.d will, to die!

LEADER.

Did love of this land work thee such distress?

HERALD.

The tears stand in mine eyes for happiness.

LEADER.

Sweet sorrow was it, then, that on you fell.

HERALD.

How sweet? I cannot read thy parable.

LEADER.

To pine again for them that loved you true.

HERALD.

Did ye then pine for us, as we for you?

LEADER.

The whole land's heart was dark, and groaned for thee.

HERALD.

Dark? For what cause? Why should such darkness be?

LEADER.