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70 With loyalty to me, the queen—be then thy presage right!

And therefore, as thy bidding is, what time I pass within

To dedicate these offerings, new prayers I will begin,

Alike to gods and the great dead who loved our lineage well.

Yet one more word—say, in what realm do the Athenians dwell?

Far hence, even where, in evening land, goes down our Lord the Sun.

Say, had my son so keen desire, that region to o'errun?

Yea—if she fell, the rest of Greece were subject to our sway!

Hath she so great predominance, such legions in array?

Ay—such a host as smote us sore upon an earlier day.

And what hath she, besides her men? enow of wealth in store?

A mine of treasure in the earth, a fount of silver ore!