The Chorus signs an ode to man, praising him as the wonder of all things that live and move in the world. According to the chorus men have built vessels in which they travel the ocean, "Numberless wonders terrible wonders walk the world but none the match for man -- that great wonder crossing the heaving gray sea"(lines 376-379). The chorus asserts that man has even subdued the earth by means of farming, "and the oldest of the gods he wears away – the Earth, the immortal, the inexhaustible – as his plows go back and forth, year in, year out with the breed of stallions turning up the furrows"(lines 382-385). Man has learned to hunt for food by catching birds and fish and various animals in woven coils of nets "with one fling of his nets woven and coiled tight, he takes them all," (lines 389-390). Man has learned to tame the wild horse and the tireless mountain bull by means of his intelligence. Man uses the beasts to farm the land "He conquers all taming with his techniques the prey that roams the cliffs and wild lairs, training the stallion, clamping the yoke across his shaggy neck, and the tireless mountain bull"(lines 391-394). Man, as the chorus continues, is inventive and imaginative, endowed with many skills. He meets each new challenge with a new device. The only thing that man cannot conquer, control, or vanquish is death. However the chorus does praise the fact that man has been able to discover ways of containment for even the most baffling diseases "Never without resources never an impasse as he marches on the future – only Death, from Death alone he will find no rescue but from desperate plagues he has plotted his escape"(lines 402-405).
             Yet with all this power all this intelligence, all of this rapture and joy in mans own glory as supreme form of life on this planet, man still does one thing that other walks of life do not, we destroy one another "...