Hyllus
Ah, Father, what have you said? What you have done to me!
Heracles
I have spoken that which you must perform. If you refuse,
then get yourself some other father, and be called my son no longer!
1205
Hyllus
Ah, me! What deeds you call on me to do, Father—that I should become your murderer, polluted with your blood!
Heracles
Not so, in truth, but healer of my sufferings, sole physician of my pain!
Hyllus
And how, by inflaming your body, shall I heal it?
1210
Heracles
If your fear keeps you from this one task, at least perform the rest.
Hyllus
The service of carrying you will not be refused.
Heracles
And the heaping of the pyre which I have ordered?
Hyllus
Yes, except that I will not touch fire to it with my own hands.
All else will I do, and you will have no hindrance on my part.
1215
Heracles
Well, that much will be enough—yet add one small favor to your large benefits.
Hyllus
Even if it is tremendously large, it will be done.
Heracles
Do you know, then, the maiden, daughter of Eurytus?
Hyllus
You mean Iole, I would guess.
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Trachiniae. Sophocles. Richard Jebb (Translator). Cambridge. 1892.
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