[...] Grieving the eyes of their pride, and abominate, doomed to their anger. What shall be likened to gods? The unkwn, who deep in the darkness Ever abide, twyformed, many-handed, terrible, shapeless. Woe to the queen; for the land is defiled, and the people accursed. Take thou her therefore by night, thou ill-starred Cassiop ia, [...].