'Riddles for a child!'
'I am thy son. I, wretched one, walking the earth, implore thee!'
'I implore!'
'Aid my weak strength in this stony path.'
'Oh, aid!'
'Oh, drum, my herald, and wind, my wings!'
'Aye, verily—'
'I approach you, encircled by winged and restless—'
'Winged and restless—'
'Their claws are open, their throats are extended—'