880

Born with groanings of the ground that gave him way toward heaven's dear air.

CHTHONIA.

Day to day makes answer, first to last, and life to death; but I,

Born for death's sake, die for life's sake, if indeed this be to die,

This my doom that seals me deathless till the springs of time run dry.

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[Pg 52]

CHORUS.

Children shalt thou bear to memory, that to man shalt bring forth none;

Yea, the lordliest that lift eyes and hearts and songs to meet the sun,

Names to fire men's ears like music till the round world's race be run.

PRAXITHEA.

I thy mother, named of Gods that wreak revenge and brand with blame,

Now for thy love shall be loved as thou, and famous with thy fame,

While this city's name on earth shall be for earth her mightiest name.

CHTHONIA.

890

That I may give this poor girl's blood of mine

Scarce yet sun-warmed with summer, this thin life

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