But when he had his will in everything, And no desire was left unsatisfied, It thundered from the netherworld; the maids Shivered, and crouching at their father's knees Wept, beat their breast and uttered a long wail. He, as he heard their sudden bitter cry, Folded his arms about them both and said, "My children, ye will lose your sire today, For all of me has perished, and no more Have ye to bear your long, long ministry; A heavy load, I know, and yet one word Wipes out all score of tribulations--love. And love from me ye had--from no man more; But now must live without me all your days." So clinging to each other sobbed and wept Father and daughters both, but when at last Their mourning had an end and no wail rose, A moment there was silence; suddenly A voice that summoned him; with sudden dread The hair of all stood up and all were 'mazed;

Ἐπεὶ δὲ παντὸς εἶχε δρῶντος ἡδονὴν κοὐκ ἦν ἔτ΄ ἀργὸν οὐδὲν ὧν ἐφίετο͵ κτύπησε μὲν Ζεὺς Χθόνιος͵ αἱ δὲ παρθένοι ῥίγησαν͵ ὡς ἤκουσαν· ἐς δὲ γούνατα πατρὸς πεσοῦσαι κλαῖον͵ οὐδ΄ ἀνίεσαν στέρνων ἀραγμοὺς οὐδὲ παμμήκεις γόους. Ὁ δ΄ ὡς ἀκούει φθόγγον ἐξαίφνης πικρόν͵ πτύξας ἐπ΄ αὐταῖς χεῖρας εἶπεν· Ὦ τέκνα͵ οὐκ ἔστ΄ ἔθ΄ ὑμῖν τῇδ΄ ἐν ἡμέρᾳ πατήρ. Ὄλωλε γὰρ δὴ πάντα τἀμὰ κοὐκέτι τὴν δυσπόνητον ἕξετ΄ ἀμφ΄ ἐμοὶ τροφήν· σκληρὰν μέν͵ οἶδα͵ παῖδες· ἀλλ΄ ἓν γὰρ μόνον τὰ πάντα λύει ταῦτ΄ ἔπος μοχθήματα· τὸ γὰρ φιλεῖν οὐκ ἔστιν ἐξ ὅτου πλέον ἢ τοῦδε τἀνδρὸς ἔσχεθ΄͵ οὗ τητώμεναι τὸ λοιπὸν ἤδη τοῦ βίου διάξετον. Τοιαῦτ΄ ἐπ΄ ἀλλήλοισιν ἀμφικείμενοι λύγδην ἔκλαιον πάντες· ὡς δὲ πρὸς τέλος γόων ἀφίκοντ΄ οὐδ΄ ἔτ΄ ὠρώρει βοή͵ ἦν μὲν σιωπή͵ φθέγμα δ΄ ἐξαίφνης τινὸς θώϋξεν αὐτόν͵ ὥστε πάντας ὀρθίας στῆσαι φόβῳ δείσαντας ἐξαίφνης τρίχας.