But as things are now, so are they,
So, as destined, shall the end be.
Nor by tears nor yet libations
Shall he soothe the wrath unbending {70}
Caused by sacred rites left fireless.
They are going on to soliloquize how they themselves have been shut out
of the glorious expedition, for, in matters of War, old age is but a
return to boyhood; when {82}
_The Chorus-Procession having reached the Thymele, turn towards the
Stage. Meanwhile the great Central Door of the Stage has opened, and a
solemn Procession filed out on the Stage, consisting of the Queen and her
Attendants, bearing torches and incense, and offerings for the Gods; they
have during the Choral Procession silently advanced to the different
Statues along the front of the Palace, made offerings and commenced the
sacrificial riles. When the Chorus turn towards the Stage, the whole
Scene is ablaze with fires and trembling with clouds of incense, rich
unguents perfume the whole Theatre, while a solemn Religious ritual is
being celebrated in dumb show.
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