Of Zeus: but get thee gone to meadow deep

By Lerna's marsh, where are thy father's flocks

And cattle-folds, that on the eye of Zeus

May fall the balm that shall assuage desire."

Such dreams oppressed me, troubling all my nights,

Woe's me! till I plucked courage up to tell

My father of these fears that walked in darkness.

And many times to Pytho and Dodona