Antigone: Ode 3 Analysis?

Karissa K

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Need MAJOR help translating these lines into modern words..but I'm having a had time following the language
Ode 3

Strophe

CHORUS

Love, unconquerable

Waster of rich men, keeper

Of warm lights and all-night vigil

In the soft face of a girl:

Sea-wanderers, forest-visitor!

Even the pure Immortals cannot escape you,

And mortal man, in his one day's dusk,

Trembles before your glory.

Antistrophe

Surely you swerve upon ruin

The just man's consenting heart,

As here you have made bright anger

Strike between father and son--

And none has conquered but Love!

A girl's glance working the will of heaven:

Pleasure to her alone who mocks us,

Merciless Aphrodite.
 
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