• Ovid, Metamorphoses II , Addison’s Tr. :⁠— “Half dead with sudden fear he dropt the reins; The horses felt ’em loose upon their manes, And, flying out through all the plains above, Ran uncontrolled where’er their fury drove; Rushed on the stars, and through a pathless way Of unknown regions hurried on the day. And now above, and now below they flew, And near the earth the burning chariot drew. ⋮ At once from life and from the chariot driv’n, Th’ ambitious boy fell thunder-struck from heav’n. The horses started with a sudden bound, And flung the reins and chariot to the ground: The studded harness from their necks they broke, Here fell a wheel, and here a silver spoke, Here were the beam and axle torn away; And, scatter’d o’er the earth, the shining fragments lay. The breathless Phaeton, with flaming hair. Shot from the chariot, like a falling star. That in a summer’s ev’ning from the top Of heav’n drops down, or seems at least to drop; Till on the Po his blasted corpse was hurled, Far from his country, in the Western World.” ↩
• The Milky Way. In Spanish El camino de Santiago ; in the Northern Mythology the pathway of the ghosts going to Valhalla. ↩