1. She said, and her tears of sorrow and agony welled up,
Did I give birth to you that you may suffer and cause me suffering?

2. It would not have harmed you had you been happy with your fate,
You would not have suffered nor shed tears of grief.

3. But I gave birth to you the most wretched of creatures, and the most unfortunate,
Born under the worst of stars, for sorrows and humiliation,

4. Your days are almost over before their time,
And you have always been despondent and grieved.

5. Yes, to the snow-covered summit I shall go for an hour,
Above Olympus, to spend the moment.

6. I shall complain to Zeus, launcher of thunderbolts, of what
You complain, perhaps he will show me mercy and bring me close.

7. While you remain aloof from the storm, staying
Near your boat, do not twist about weakly.

8. Yesterday, for the oceans, Zeus went out with
Gentlemen in a feast fully adorned.

9. He will be away for twelve clear days
With the Ethiopians in the company of the bedouins.

10. When he returns I shall kiss his feet in the
Bronze palace, perhaps he will listen and suffice me.

11. And she left him, her heart aflame with rage,
For the rape of her fair Mesene, possessed.