To hang ourselves from the statues of these gods.
 King 
 I detect a threat that is a lash upon my heart.
 Chorus 
 You have grasped my intention, for I have cleared your vision.
 King 
 And on many sides there are difficulties hard to wrestle with; for, like a flood, a multitude of ills bursts on me. It is a sea of ruin, fathomless and impassable, which I am launched upon, and nowhere is there a haven from distress. For should I not pay the debt due to you, the pollution you name is beyond all range of speech; yet if