The Argonauts

ACTUS TERTIUS CHORUS. We fear indeed that in the trap Of wiles our king is taken. Lachesis shakes a careless lap And dooms divine awaken! A desolate and cruel hap In this sad hour is shaken. The desperate son and violent Of Helios hath designed A fate more hard than Pelias meant, Revolving in his mind Mischief to catch the coiled ascent Of groaning humankind. O bright Athena, hitherto Protectress of the quest, Divide the deep descending blue! Be present, ever-blest! Bring thou the hero Jason through To victory—and rest! MEDEA. Not by Athena’s calm omnipotence, O heroes, look for safety! Little men, Looking to God, are blinded; mighty ones, Seeking His presence, reel before the glance; And They, the greatest that may be of men, Become that Light, and care no whit for earth.