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Rh Forth, breezes! Waft ye Agamemnon's son

To Athens: even I will voyage with him,

Keeping my sister's holy image safe.

Speed with fair fortune, in bliss speed on

For the doom reversed, for the life re-won.

Pallas Athena, Queen adored

Of mortals on earth, of Immortals in heaven,

We will do according to this thy word:

For above all height to which hope hath soared

Is the glad, glad sound to our ears that is given.

Hail, reverèd Victory:

Rest upon my life; and me

Crown, and crown eternally.

[Exeunt omnes.