Arduous; yet known to all the borderers round. Now Thia, yielding to Hyperion’s arms, Bare the great Sun and the refulgent Moon: And Morn, that scatters wide the rosy light To men that walk the earth, and deathless gods Whose mansion is yon ample firmament. Eurybia, noble goddess, blending love With Crius, gave the great Astræus birth, Pallas the god, and Perses, wise in lore. The Morning to Astræus bare the Winds Of spirit untamed: [187]East, West, and South, and North Cleaving his rapid course: a goddess thus Embracing with a god. Last, Lucifer Sprang radiant from the dawn-appearing Morn: And all the glittering stars that gird the heaven. Styx, ocean-nymph, with Pallas mingling love, Bare Victory, whose feet are beautiful In palaces: and Zeal, and Strength, and Force, Illustrious children. [188]Not apart from Jove Their mansion is: nor is there seat, or way, But he before them in his glory sits Or passes forth: and where the Thunderer is, Their place is found for ever. So devised The nymph of Ocean, the eternal Styx: What time the Lightning-sender call’d from heaven, And summon’d all th’ immortal deities To broad Olympus’ top: then thus he spake: “Hear all ye gods! That god who wars with me Against the Titans, shall retain the gifts Which Saturn gave, and honours heretofore His portion midst th’ immortals: and whoe’er Unhonour’d and ungifted has repined Under Saturnian sway, the same shall rise, “As just it is, to honours and rewards.” Then first of every power eternal Styx, Sway’d by the careful counsels of her sire, Stood on Olympus, and her sons beside: Her Jove received with honour, and endow’d With goodly gifts: ordain’d her the great oath Of deities: her sons for evermore Indwellers with himself. Alike to all, Even as he pledged that sacred word, the god Perform’d; so reigns he, strong in power and might. Now Phœbe sought the love-delighting couch Of Cœus: so within a god’s embrace Conceived the goddess. Then arose to life The azure-robed Latona: ever mild: Gracious to man and to immortal gods: Mild from the first beginning of the world: Gentlest of all within th’ Olympian courts. Anon she bare [189]Asteria, blest in fame: Whom Perses to his spacious palace led, That he might call her spouse: and [190]she conceived With Hecaté. Her o’er all others Jove Hath honour’d, and endow’d with splendid gifts: With power on earth and o’er the untill’d sea: Nor less her glory from the starry heaven, Chief honour’d by immortals: and if one Of earthly men performing the due rite Of victim divination, would appease The gods above, he calls on Hecaté: To him, whose prayer the goddess gracious hears, High honour comes spontaneous, and to him She yields all affluence; for the power is hers.