Wholly unsuspicious, Rhea heard him inquire for his son. […] quarrelled for the first time in their lives. […] There was no occasion for labour, for the earth brought forth spontaneously all that was necessary for man’s subsistence. […] He was allowed but scant time to prepare for death; but, just as they were about to toss him overboard, he craved permission to play for the last time. […] art thou for ever blind?”