“Jove called to witness every power above, And even the god whose son the chariot drove, That what he acts he is compelled to do, Or universal ruin must ensue. Straight he ascends the high ethereal throne, From whence he used to dart his thunder down, From whence his showers and storms he used to pour, But now could meet with neither storm nor shower; Then, aiming at the youth, with lifted hand, Full at his head he hurled the forky brand, In dreadful thund’rings. Thus th’ almighty sire Suppressed the raging of the fires with fire.”

See also note 247 . ↩