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You dream of wide fields' cultivation.
The homes you plan surpass the homes
That men have known, but you do err,
Guiding your life afar.
But one there is who'll catch the swift,
Who goes a way obscured in gloom,
And sudden, unseen, overtakes
And robs us of our distant hopes—
Death, mortals' source of many woes.
”2 He continued with the rest of the song, all of it dealing with the same theme.  Philip was enchanted with the message and was completely occupied with the thought of the overthrow of the Persian king, for he remembered the Pythian oracle which bore the same meaning as the words quoted by the tragic actor.  Finally the drinking was over and the start of the games set for the following day. While it was still dark, the multitude of spectators hastened into the theatre and at sunrise the parade formed. Along with lavish display of every sort, Philip included in the procession statues of the twelve gods wrought with great artistry and adorned with a dazzling show of wealth to strike awe in the beholder, and along with these was conducted a thirteenth statue, suitable for a god, that of Philip himself, so that the king exhibited himself enthroned among the twelve gods.3
2 Nauck, Trag. Graec. Frag. （2）, Adesp. 127; Bergk, Poet. Lyr. Graec. （2） 3.744-745. The ode has been thought Aeschylean. Lines 8-9 are quoted, with slight grammatical change, by Philodemus, De Morte, col. 38.12-14 (D. Bassi, Papiri Ercolanesi, 1; Milan, 1914).
3 Cp. p. 101, note 3.
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