Oh! call me not back to piteous thoughts I had forgotten. Creusa I am dumb; proceed with that which touches my inquiry. Ion Dost know the one weak point in this thy story? Creusa ’Tis all weak in that poor lady’s case. Ion How should the god declare that which he wishes hidden? Creusa He must, if here upon the tripod he sits for all Hellas to seek to. Ion He is ashamed of the deed; do not question him. Creusa Aye, but his victim has her sorrows too. Ion There is none who will act as thy medium in this. For were Phoebus in his own temple proved a villain, he would justly wreak his vengeance on the man who expounded to thee his oracles; desist then, lady; we must not prophesy against the god’s will,