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Lo, here comes the unhappy man, his young flesh and golden head all mangled. Oh, what trouble has afflicted this house! [1345] What a double grief has been brought to pass for it, has seized it by the will of heaven!

O pain, o pain! Wretched man that I am, how mutilated I am by the unjust words of an unjust father! [1350] I am gone, alas, alas! Pains dart through my head and spasms leap in my brain! Hold, so that I may rest my exhausted body! Oh pain! [1355] O hateful horses my own hand has fed, you have destroyed me, have killed me! Oh! Oh! I beg you by the gods, servants, handle my wounded flesh gently! [1360] Who is standing on my right at my side? Lift me carefully, draw me with muscles ever tensed, me the wretch, cursed by his father's misdeed. Zeus, Zeus, do you mark this? Here am I, the holy and god-revering one, [1365] the man who surpassed all men in chastity, and I go to a death I see plainly. I have lost my life, and all in vain have been my labors of piety towards men.

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