Leader.
And what wouldst thou with blood, having therein
No place? Henceforth thine altars are unclean!
Apollo.
Did Zeus, then, sin, who bowed his head to spare
Blood-red Ixîon for his burning prayer?
Leader.
Thou speakest: but my Law, if it be broke,
Shall come again in wrath to haunt this folk.
Apollo.
Thou hast no honour more 'mid things divine,
Or old or new: the victory shall be mine.
Leader.
So in Admêtus' House thou didst betray
The Fates, to make man deathless past his day.
Apollo.
Shall not a god regard his worshipper
Then chiefliest, when in peril and in prayer?
Leader.
The ancient boundaries thou didst desecrate,
Thou mad'st a drunkard of Eternal Fate!
Apollo.
True Justice thou canst know not. Thou shalt spue
Thy venom forth, and none give heed thereto.
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