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Hail, Helen, Child of Zeus! I count thee blest,

Thou dweller in the happy home of Gods.

Orestes, I betroth to thee my child

At Phœbus' hest. Fair fall thy bridal, prince

To princess wed: be I, her giver, blest!

Depart now, each as I appoint to you,

And your feuds reconcile.

Obey we must.

I am like-minded. Truce with woes I make,

Menelaus, and thine oracles, Loxias.

Pass on your way: and to Peace, of the Gods most fair,

Render ye praise.

Helen will I unto Zeus's mansion bear,

Soon as I win to the height of the firmament, where

Flash the star-rays.

Throned beside Hêra, and Hêbê, and Herakles, there

Aye shall she be

With drink-offerings honoured by men, with the Tyndarid pair,