Oh! Zeus, what art thou going to do for our people? Dost thou

not see this, that our cities will soon be but empty husks?

As I told you, that is his form of madness. There you have a

sample of his follies. When his trouble first began to seize him, he

said to himself, "By what means could I go straight to Zeus? Then he

made himself very slender little ladders and so clambered up towards

heaven; but he soon came hurtling down again and broke his head.

Yesterday, to our misfortune, he went out and brought us back this