We shall be quite content, and perhaps the immortals may restore your joy in life as a reward." The bird repeated its lamentable cry, "My strength!" and the youth proceeded with increased vehemence: "It would really be better that you should throw your vice and your graver and your burnisher, and all that heap of dainty tools, into the sea, and carve an Atlas such as we have heard you talk about ever since we could first speak Greek.

Come, set to work on a colossus! You have but to speak the word, and the finest clay shall be ready on your modeling-table by to-morrow, either here or in Glaukias's work-room, which is indeed your own.

I know where the best is to be found, and can bring it to you in any quantity.

Scopas will lend me his wagon.

I can see it now, and you valiantly struggling with it till your mighty arms ache.