Then Cronus, son of Heaven and Earth accepted steel and cut the twain Dead Earth descended low in sterile regions of the sundr'd Soul And a cry went up from mortal'd man - "Great one what hast thou done to us?" A part of time is cut in twain repeating o'er and o'er the strain And A begat him B and B begat him C, and on and on The boredom of the turning ball the reaching out the anguish'd call - "Great Cronus Son of Heav'n and Earth why hast thou done this thing to us?"l