1318-1329) "Ill-starred one, why art thou so smitten with despair?
We know how ye went in quest of the golden fleece; we know each toil of yours, all the mighty deeds ye wrought in your wanderings over land and sea.

We are the solitary ones, goddesses of the land, speaking with human voice, the heroines, Libya's warders and daughters.

Up then; be not thus afflicted in thy misery, and rouse thy comrades.

And when Amphitrite has straightway loosed Poseidon's swift-wheeled car, then do ye pay to your mother a recompense for all her travail when she bare you so long in her womb; and so ye may return to the divine land of Achaea." (ll.

1330-1332) Thus they spake, and with the voice vanished at once, where they stood.