Hyllus: O bitter light, O day with evil filled!
Dead is the Thunderer's daughter, and his son1420
Lies dying. I alone of all survive.
By my own mother's crime my father dies,
But she by guile was snared. What agéd man,
Throughout the round of years, in all his life,
Will e'er be able to recount such woes?
One day has snatched away my parents both.1425
But though I say naught of my other ills,