The raven said to one saying such things, “for wretched you, I pray that these summons of yours be so, I spurn an empty omen.” Nor does he give up on the journey he had begun, the Raven tells to his master that he saw Coronis lying with the youth Haemonius. The laurel crown of loving Apollo fell off when the crime was heard, and the god’s face reddened while his lyre dropped, and his spirit was growing hot from swelling anger. He seized his usual arms and stretched his bent bow from the horns, and as many times as she was joined with him with her body he shot her chest with unavoidable missiles. She gave a groan, and after the iron was dragged from her body white limbs flowed with red gore and she said: “I was able to have been given punishment by you, Apollo; now we two will die in one.” thus far, and equally flows her life with her blood. The body empty of soul followed the lethal cold. Alas, he repents too late! He (Apollo) hates the lover and himself for the cruel punishment, which he heard, which thus burned (him); he hates the bird, through whom Apollo had been forced to learn the cause of pain. He does not not dislike the bow and the hand and, with the hand he cherished reckless missiles and arrows and the collapsed girl, and with his too late to be useful power he tries to overcome the fates and presses on medical skills in vain. After these things, since they had been tried in vain, he saw a funeral pyre be prepared and the limbs about to burn in the last fire, then in fact let out sought groans (for it is not allowed that heavenly faces [to] be made wet by tears) from deep in his heart, not at all unlike when a heifer was watching a swung hammer struck with a clear hit the temple by the hollow, right ear of an unweaned calf. While nevertheless Apollo poured the unpleasant smells and he gave embraces and he accomplished both the just and unjust (rites), he could not bear his seed to decay into the same cold ashes, but from the flames of the mother’s fire and from her womb he tore out his son and carried [him] into the cave of doubled Chiron, and he forbade the raven who was expecting a reward for himself for his not false tongue from being among the white birds.