“For I hear how the lawless-hearted, one Pelias, lured astray + 

By the lusts of his envy, by violence snatched the sceptre away + 

From my father and mother, to whom it pertained by ancestral right, + 

These, dreading the tyrant’s outrage, so soon as I looked on the light, + 

As though for a new-dead dear one, made dusky-garbed lament, + 

And amid wild wailing of women the babe from the home they sent + 

Swaddled in purple swathings, by paths Night knew alone; + 

And to Cheiron they gave me to foster, to the Centaur, Kronos’ son. + 