Chorus
“When thou dravest the men
Of the chosen of Thrace,
None turned him again
Nor endured he thy face
Clothed round with the blush of the battle, with light from a terrible place.
Oeneus
“Thou shouldst die as he dies
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Chorus
“When thou dravest the men
Of the chosen of Thrace,
None turned him again
Nor endured he thy face
Clothed round with the blush of the battle, with light from a terrible place.
Oeneus
“Thou shouldst die as he dies