And riseth up with tossing torch, and crieth, thundering loud. Here they that hated brethren sore while yet their life abode, The father-smiters, they that drew the client-catching net, The brooders over treasure found in earth, who never yet 610 Would share one penny with their friends--and crowded thick these are-- Those slain within another's bed; the followers up of war Unrighteous; they no whit ashamed their masters' hand to fail, Here prisoned bide the penalty: seek not to know their tale Of punishment; what fate it is o'erwhelmeth such a folk. Some roll huge stones; some hang adown, fast bound to tire or spoke Of mighty wheels. There sitteth now, and shall sit evermore Theseus undone: wretch Phlegyas is crying o'er and o'er His warning, and in mighty voice through dim night testifies: 'Be warned, and learn of righteousness, nor holy Gods despise.' 620 This sold his fatherland for gold; this tyrant on it laid; This for a price made laws for men, for price the laws unmade: This broke into his daughter's bed and wedding-tide accursed: All dared to think of monstrous deed, and did the deed they durst. Nor, had I now an hundred mouths, an hundred tongues at need, An iron voice, might I tell o'er all guise of evil deed, Or run adown the names of woe those evil deeds are worth." So when Apollo's ancient seer such words had given forth: "Now to the road! fulfil the gift that we so far have brought! 629 Haste on!" she saith, "I see the walls in Cyclops' furnace wrought; And now the opening of the gates is lying full in face, Where we are bidden lay adown the gift that brings us grace."