For which reason now stir my heart no more among my sorrows, lest, old sire, I spare not even you within the huts, my suppliant though you are, and so sin against the behest of Zeus.
τὼ νῦν μή μοι μᾶλλον ἐν ἄλγεσι θυμὸν ὀρίνῃς , μή σε γέρον οὐ δ' αὐτὸν ἐνὶ κλισίῃσιν ἐάσω καὶ ἱκέτην περ ἐόντα , Διὸς δ' ἀλίτωμαι ἐφετμάς .
τῷ νῦν μή ἐγώ μάλα ἐν ἄλγος θυμός ὀρίνω , μή σύ γέρων οὐδέ οὐδέ αὐτός ἐν κλισία ἐάω καί ἱκέτης πέρ εἰμί , Ζεύς δέ ἀλιταίνω ἐφετμή .