Never in me be such spirit as this, O Father Zeus! May I still be cleaving
To the paths of a life of innocency, and so unto death may I pass down, leaving
To my sons no name of evil repute! Some pray for gold, and others for land
Without limit: be I to my fellow-men well-pleasing, ever extolling the lover
Of righteousness, ever rebuking the doer of wrong, till the earth my limbs shall cover.