Their name with gods, and men that walk the earth: Long-robed Pephredo, saffron-veil’d Enýo: And Gorgons dwelling on the brink of night Beyond the sounding main: where silver-voiced Th’ Hesperian maidens in their watches sing: Stheno, Euryale, Medusa these: The last ill-fated, since of mortal date: The two immortal, and unchanged by years. Yet her alone the blue-hair’d god of waves Enfolded, on the tender meadow grass, And bedded flowers of spring: [172]when Perseus smote Her neck, and snatch’d the sever’d bleeding head, [173]The great Chrysaor then leap’d into life: [174]And Pegasus the steed; who born beside [175]Old Nilus’ fountains thence derived a name. Chrysaor, grasping in his hands a sword Of gold, flew upward on the winged horse: And left beneath him earth, mother of flocks, And soar’d to heaven’s immortals: and there dwells In palaces of Jove, and to the god Deep-counsell’d bears the bolt and arrowy flame. Chrysaor with Callirhöe, blending love, Nymph of sonorous ocean, [176]Geryon rose, Three headed form: him the strong Hercules Despoil’d of life among his hoof-cloven herds On Erythia, girdled by the wave: What time those oxen ample-brow’d he drove To sacred Tyrinth, the broad ocean frith Once past: and Orthrus, the grim herd-dog, stretch’d Lifeless; and in their murky den beyond The billows of the long-resounding deep, The keeper of those herds, Eurytion, slain. Another monster Ceto bare anon [177]In the deep-hollow’d cavern of a rock: Stupendous nor in shape resembling aught Of human or of heavenly; the divine Echidna, the untameable of soul: Above, a nymph with beauty-blooming cheeks, And eyes of jetty lustre; but below, A speckled serpent horrible and huge, Gorged with blood-banquets, monstrous, hid in caves Of sacred earth. There in the uttermost depth Her cavern is, within a vaulted rock: Alike from mortals and immortals deep Remote: the gods have there decreed her place In mansions known to fame. So pent beneath The rocks of Arima Echidna dwelt Hideous: a nymph immortal, and in youth Unchanged for evermore. But legends tell, That with the jet-eyed nymph Typhaon mix’d His fierce embrace: [178]a whirlwind rude and wild: She, fill’d with love, conceived a progeny Of strain undaunted. Geryon’s dog of herds, Orthrus, the first arose: the second birth, Unutterable, was the dog of hell: Blood-fed and brazen-voiced, and bold and strong, [179]The fifty-headed Cerberus; and third Upsprang the Hydra, pest of Lerna’s lake: Whom Juno, white-arm’d goddess, fostering rear’d With deep resentment fill’d, insatiable, ’Gainst Hercules: but he, the son of Jove, Named of Amphytrion, in the dragon’s gore Bathed his unpitying steel: by warlike aid Of Iolaus, and the counsels high