Does the pure wine cause thy bold heart to swell in thy breast to thy ruin, and has it set thee on to dishonour the gods?
Other words of comfort there are with which a man might encourage his comrade; but thou hast spoken with utter recklessness.

Such taunts, the tale goes, did the sons of Aloeus once blurt out against the blessed gods, and thou dost no wise equal them in valour; nevertheless they were both slain by the swift arrows of Leto's son, mighty though they were." (ll.

485-486) Thus he spake, and Aphareian Iclas laughed out, loud and long, and eyeing him askance replied with biting words: (ll.

487-491) "Come now, tell me this by thy prophetic art, whether for me too the gods will bring to pass such doom as thy father promised for the sons of Aloeus.

And bethink thee how thou wilt escape from my hands alive, if thou art caught making a prophecy vain as the idle wind." (ll.