Her gain that they ever were born at all!
See! See!
A whirlwind shakes hither and thither
The house—the roof falls in together!
Ha, ha! what dost thou, son of Zeus?
A trouble of Tartaros broke loose,
Such as once Pallas on the Titan thundered,
Thou sendest on thy domes, roof-shattered and wall-sundered!
Messenger. O bodies white with age!—
Cho. What cry, to me—