Hyllus: Lift him, men! And grant me full
Forgiveness for this, but mark the great cruelty
Of the gods in what is being done. They beget
Children, they are hailed as fathers, and yet they
Can look upon such sufferings.
No man foresees the future; but the present
Is fraught with mourning for us, and with shame
For the powers above, and verily with anguish
Beyond compare for him who endures this doom.
Maidens, come ye also, nor linger at the
House; ye who have lately seen a dread death,
With sorrows manifold and strange. In all
This there is nought but Zeus.
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