Lycus: Since thou dost stubbornly refuse my suit,

And striv'st to fright the king, now shalt thou feel

The strength of royal power. Cling as thou mayst

To altar horns: no god shall save thee now

From me; not though the earth itself be rent,

And Hercules victorious come again

Unto the upper world.505

[To slaves.]

Heap high the logs,

And let the sacred temple blazing fall