XXXVIII

"That was most strange—but this is stranger still!'

Thus having said, Phoebus impetuously

Sought high Cyllene's forest-cinctured hill,

And the deep cavern where dark shadows lie.

And where the ambrosial nymph with happy will

Bore the Saturnian's love-child, Mercury—

And a delightful odour from the dew

Of the hill pastures, at his coming, flew.