Ecstatic on a sudden I was rapt, And in a temple many persons saw; And at the door a woman, with the sweet Behavior of a mother, saying: “Son, 823 Why in this manner hast thou dealt with us? Lo, sorrowing, thy father and myself Were seeking for thee”;⁠—and as here she ceased, That which appeared at first had disappeared. Then I beheld another with those waters Adown her cheeks which grief distils whenever From great disdain of others it is born, And saying: “If of that city thou art lord, 824 For whose name was such strife among the gods, And whence doth every science scintillate, Avenge thyself on those audacious arms That clasped our daughter, O Pisistratus”; 825 And the lord seemed to me benign and mild To answer her with aspect temperate: “What shall we do to those who wish us ill, If he who loves us be by us condemned?” Then saw I people hot in fire of wrath,