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In kindness gives thee to another father.
ION. My mind is prompt to entertain such thoughts;

But, entering, at his shrine will I enquire
If from a mortat father I am sprung,
Or from Apollo. - Ha! wbat may this be!
What god above the hallow'd dome unveils
His radiant face that shines another sun ?
Haste, let us fly: the presence of the gods
'Tis not for mortals to behold, and live,
Fly not; in me no enemy you fly;
At Athens friendly to you, and no less
Here. From that land I come, so named from me,
By Phoebus sent with speed: unmeet he deems it
To shew himself before you, lest with blame
The past be mention’d; this he gave in charge,
To tell thee that she bore thee, and to him,
Phoebus thy father: he, to whom he gave thee,
Not as to the author of thy being gives thee,
But to th' inheritance of a noble house.
This declaration made, lest thou shou’dst die
. Kill’d by thy mother's wily trains, or she
By thee, these means to save you he devis'd..
These things in silence long conceal'd, at Athens
The royal Phæbus would have made it known
That thou art sprung from her, thy father he.
But to discharge my office, and unfold
The oracle of the god, for which you yoked
Your chariots, heat: Creusa, take thy son,
Go to the land of Cecrops, let him mount
The royal throne, for from Erectheus sprung
That honour is his due, the sovereignty
Over my country; through the states of Greece
Wide his renown shall spread; for from his root
Four sons shall spring, that to the land, the tribes,
The dwellers on my rock, shall give their names.
Geleon the first, Hopletes, Argades,
And-from my Ægis named Ægicoris:
Their sons in fate's appointed time shall fix

Their seats along the coast, or in the isles
Girt by ih' Ægean sea, and to my land
Give strength; extending thence the opposite plains
Of either continent shall make their own,
Europe and Asia, and shall boast their name
lonians, from ihe honour'd lon called.
To thee by Xuthus shall a son be born,
Dorus, from whom the Dorian state shall rise
To high renown; in the Pelopian land :
Another near the Rhian cliffs, along
The sea-wash'd coast, his potent monarchy
Shall stretch, Achæus; and his subject realms
Shall glory in their chief's illustrious name.
Well hath Apollo quitted him in all;'
First without pain he caus’d thee bear a son.
That from thy friends thou 'might'st conceal his birth:
After the birth, soon as his infant limbs
Thy hands had cloth’d, to Mercury he gave
The charge to take the babe, and in his arms
Convey him hither; here with tenderness
He nurtur'd him, nor suffer'd him to perish.
Guard now the secret that he is thy son,
That his opinion Xuthus may enjoy
Delighted: thou too hast thy blessings, lady.
And now farewell: from this relief from ills
A prosperous fortune I to both announce..
O Pallas, daughter of all-powerful Jove,
Not with distrust shall we receive thy words:
I am convinc'd that Phæbus is my father,

My mother she, not unassur'd before.
CREU. Hear me too now; Phoebus I praise, before

Unprais'd; my son he now restores, of whom
Till now I deem'd him heedless. Now these gates
Are beauteous to mine eyes, his oracles
Now grateful to my soul, unpleasant late.
With rapture on these sounding rings my hands

Now hang, with rapture 1 address the gates.
MIN. This I approve, thy former wayward thoughts

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Resign'd, with honour that thou name the god.
Slow are the gifts of heav'n, but found at length

Not void of pow'r.

My son, let us now go

Go, myself will follow you.
CREU. A noble guard, and friendly to the state.
MIN. But seat him high on thy paternal throne.
CREU. A rich possession, and I glory in him.
CHOR. Son of Latona and all powerful Jove,

Apollo, hail! Though fortune's blackest storms
Rage on his house, the man, whose pious soul
Reveres the gods, assumes a confidence,
And justly; for the good at length obtain
The meed of virtue: but th' unholy wretch,
Such is his nature, never can be happy.




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