Chorus
[180] That man—inferior in no way, probably, to any man belonging to the oldest families—lies alone without companions and stripped of all life's gifts [185] among the dappled or shaggy beasts. He is a man to be pitied for his torments and his hunger alike, enduring anguish that has no cure. But to his bitter cries the mountain nymph, babbling Echo, coming from afar, [190] gives answer.
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