Satni. It was I! And I ask your forgiveness.
A Man. Why should you do it, if you despise our gods?
People. We have no need of your pity.
Satni. That is true. You have need only of my courage. And I failed you. I was touched by your tears. I was weak, thinking to be kind.
A Man. You are not kind. You would have handed us over to foreign gods.
People. Yes! yes! that is true!
Satni. I gave you the lie that you begged for. I wanted to lull your sorrows to sleep.
A Man. You have brought down on us the anger of the gods.
Another. The evils that crush us, 'tis you have let them loose on us.