Raise the standard of battle; Again take your swords.

Well I know that my cause is accomplished Amidst such armed warriors I know that I cannot be beaten.' While yet the words echoed, from heaven the bird of Apollo Vouchsafed a good omen and beat with his pinions the ether.
From out of the left of a gloomy grove strange voices sounded And flame flashed thereafter! The sun gleamed with brighter refulgence Unwonted, his face in a halo of golden flame shining.".