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O earth, o moon that stays aloft the night long, o gleaming rays  of the god that brings light to mortals, bear a message, I pray! Raise your shout to heaven, to the throne of Zeus and in the house of grey-eyed Athena!  For we are about to cut with the sword of grey iron the path of danger on behalf of our father-land, on behalf of our homes, since we have taken the suppliants in.