What put such desperate thoughts into your heads?MegaraThat was what the heralds of Eurystheus kept proclaiming.HeraclesWhy did you leave my hearth and home?MegaraHe forced us; your father was dragged from his bed.HeraclesHad he no shame, to ill-use the old man so?MegaraShame indeed! that goddess and he dwell far enough apart.HeraclesWas I so poor in friends in my absence?MegaraWho are the friends of a man in misfortune?HeraclesDo they make so light of my hard warring with the Minyans?MegaraMisfortune, to repeat it to you, has no friends.HeraclesCast from your heads these chaplets of death, look up to the light, for instead of the darkness below your eyes behold the welcome sun.