How is it possible? Fear you not this more?
Heph. Ay, you are always without pity, and full of confidence.
Kr. For 't is no remedy to bewail this one;
Cherish not vainly troubles which avail naught.
Heph. O much hated handicraft!
Kr. Why hatest it? for in simple truth, for these misfortunes
Which are present now Art's not to blame.
Heph. Yet I would 't had fallen to another's lot.
Kr. All things were done but to rule the gods,
For none is free but Zeus.