Thereon the gods who live at ease were angry with Lycurgus and the son of Saturn struck him blind, nor did he live much longer after he had become hateful to the immortals.

Therefore I will not fight with the blessed gods; but if you are of them that eat the fruit of the ground, draw near and meet your doom." And the son of Hippolochus answered, son of Tydeus, why ask me of my lineage?
Men come and go as leaves year by year upon the trees.

Those of autumn the wind sheds upon the ground, but when spring returns the forest buds forth with fresh vines.

Even so is it with the generations of mankind, the new spring up as the old are passing away.

If, then, you would learn my descent, it is one that is well known to many.