“Jove calls you both to Ida. When ye reach Its heights, and look upon his countenance, Receive his sovereign mandate and obey.”

So spake imperial Juno, and withdrew And took her seat again, while they in haste Flew toward the mount of Ida, seamed with rills And nurse of savage beasts. Upon the top Of Gargarus they found the Thunderer, The son of Saturn, sitting. In a cloud Of fragrant haze he sat concealed; the twain Entered and stood before the God of Storms, Who saw them not displeased, so speedily Had they obeyed his consort. First he turned To Iris, and in wingèd accents said:⁠—