SELECTIONS IN ENGLISH PQfcTHY
From me, Heaven's Queen, Paris, to thee king-born,      125
A shepherd all thy life but yet king-born,
Should come most welcome, seeing men, in power
Only, are likest gods, who have attained
Rest in a happy place and quiet seats
Above the thunder, with undying bliss	130
In knowledge of their own supremacy.*'
^4Dear mother Ida, hearken ere I die.
She ceased, and Paris held the costly fruit
Out at arm's-length, so much the thought of power
Flatter'd his spirit; but Pallas where she stood	135
Somewhat apart, her clear and bared limbs
O'erthwarted with the brazen-headed spear
Upon her pearly shoulder leaning cold,
The while, above, her full and earnest eye
Over her snow-cold breast and angry cheek	140
Kept watch, waiting decision, made reply.
^4 ^t4 Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.
Yet not for power (power of herself
Would come uncalled for), but to live by law,	145
Acting the law we live by without fear;
And, because right is right, to follow right
Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence."
'Dear mother Ida, hearken ere I die.
Again she said : "I w^roo thee not with gifts.	150
Sequel of guerdon could not alter me
To fairer. Judge thou me by what I am,
So shall thou find me fairest.
Yet, indeed,
If gazing on divinity disrobed
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