They yoked themselves to a car and drew her all the long way through dust and heat. Everyone admired their filial piety when they arrived and the proud and happy mother standing before the statue prayed that Hera would reward them by giving them the best gift in her power. As she finished her prayer the two lads sank to the ground. They were smiling, and they looked as if they were peacefully asleep, but they were dead. (Baton and Cleo bis)
— Edith Hamilton
Mythology: Timeless Tales of Gods and Heroes
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