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Rh [During the following Chant the procession leaves the temple and descends escorting the Erinnyes to their Shrines.]

Night's hoary children, venerable train,

With friendly escort leave the hallowed fane.

Rustics, glad shouts of triumph raise.

In ancient crypts remote from light,

Victims await you and the hallowed rite.

People, ring out your notes of praise.

With promise to this land of blessings rare,

Down the steep path ye awful beings wend,

Rejoicing in the torchlight's dazzling glare.

Your cries of jubilee ring out amain.

Let torchlights and libations close the rear.

Thus Zeus, all-seeing, and the Fates descend,

To bless these citizens to Pallas dear.

Your cry of jubilee ring out amain.