array stand round � Nay, I dared even to cast my cries upon the night; I filled the streets with shouts and in my misery, with vain iteration, called Cre�sa again and again. As I rushed in my quest madly and endlessly among the buildings of the city, there rose before my eyes the sad phantom and ghost of Cre�sa herself, a form larger than her wont. I was appalled, my hair stood up, and the voice choked in my throat.

Then thus she spoke to me and with these words dispelled my cares: ‘Of what avail is it to yield thus to frantic grief, my sweet husband? Not without the will of heaven does this befall; that you should take Cre�sa from here in your company cannot be, nor does the mighty lord of high Olympus allow it. Long exile is your lot, a vast stretch of sea you must plough; and you will come to the land Hesperia,