Here is Phineus, whom you have just saved from the clutches of the Harpy.

Phineus, here are your saviors! Zetes of the eagle and Calaïs of the swan, the boréades.

I wish I could look at your faces but unfortunately ...

I have a gift that many envied me, the gift of seeing the future.

My gift, offended the god of the dead.

He condemned me to this island in the custody of the harpy specter where all food rots before I get hold of it.

I am indebted to you for saving me!