Antistrophe
First I call on you, Athene, deathless daughter of Zeus,
and Artemis, Earth Upholder,
190 who sits in the midst of the market place in the throne
which men call Fame,
and Phoebus, the Far Shooter, three averters of Fate,
come to us now, if ever before, when ruin rushed upon the
state,
you drove destruction’s flame away out
of our land.
Strophe
195 Our sorrows defy number;
all the ship’s timbers are rotten;
taking of thought is no spear for the driving away of the plague
There are no growing children in this famous land; there are no women bearing the pangs of childbirth.
200 You may see them one with another, like birds swift on the wing,
quicker than fire unmastered,
speeding away to the coast of the Western God.14
Overall the chorus promotes peace in the entire play.
But in this, Antistrophe is praying to three gods and calls for Zeus and Artemis and Athene and he asks them to protect him/ for protection from death. To keep death and destruction away from the land
