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And who from her was born unto the race?

Belus: from him two sons, my father one.

Speak now to me his name, this greybeard wise.

Danaus; his brother fifty sons begat.

Grudge not, in telling, his name too to tell.

Ægyptus: thou my lineage old hast heard—

Strive then to aid a kindred Argive band.

Yea of a truth, in backward scope of time,

Of Argive race ye seem: but say what chance

Fell on you, goading you from home and land?

Lord of Pelasgian men, calamity

Is manifold and diverse; as of birds

Feather from feather differs, so of men

The woes are sundry. Who had dared foretell

This sudden flight, this thrill of hate and fear