To reward my tenderness, you formed a design to kill me, even before you knew me. […] To prevent Philomela from ever proclaiming it, he cut her tongue out, and then returned to his own house. […] To do this, Juno descended to Hades, or the realm of Pluto. […] To him she exclaimed, “Eternal toil and eternal fatigue is your portion. […] There, an altar was raised, To the Memory of Dictys, the friend of Danæ and Perseus.

To them was intrusted the management of the thread of life. […] To those only who held him fast did he appear in his real character. […] To oppose each of these leaders, Eteocles placed within the walls one whom he regarded as his equal. […] To his amazement, in the place of each head he struck off two sprung up. […] To complete his misery, he was perpetually tormented by the Harpies.