The first case of grief to you, Cadmus, among so many favorable things, was your grandson, and the strange horns attached to his forehead, and you, the dogs satiated with the blood of their master. But if you rightly inquire, you will discover the fault of fortune in him, not crime; for which crime had error?
The mountain was dyed with the slaughter of various wild beasts, and midday had already collected shadows of things and the sun was equally distant from both boundaries, and when the young Hyantius speaks to the companions of his work, wandering through the devious forest, with kind words: "The nets and iron are wet, friends, with the blood of beasts, and the day has had enough fortune; Aurora will restore another day with her golden wheels (chariot) having been ridden, and we shall recall our proposed work: now Phoebus is also equally distant from both boundaries, and divides the plowed lands with his heat. Stop your present and carry away the knotted rope." The men obey his commands and pause their work.
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