Why hesitate to share his punishment?1025
The beauty of all human intercourse
Has fallen into ruin for thy sake,
Confused and lost, O wretch incestuous.
Not if the father of the gods himself
Should hurl at me his glittering thunderbolts,
Could I for my foul crimes atonement make,1030
Since I the name of mother have profaned.
Now death is welcome, but the way of death
Must I consider.