τὴν δ' ἐπιμειδήσας προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς:
θάρσει Τριτογένεια φίλον τέκος: οὔ νύ τι θυμῷ
πρόφρονι μυθέομαι, ἐθέλω δέ τοι ἥπιος εἶναι:
Then with a smile spake to her Zeus the cloud-gatherer: "Be of good cheer, Tritogeneia, dear child. In no wise do I speak with full purpose of heart, but am minded to be kindly to thee."
