Next came into being broad-bosomed Earth, and beautiful Love who should rule the hearts of gods and men. […] He opens the year, the first month being named after him. […] Heaving a sigh, she said, “I hope it will turn out so, but I can’t help being afraid. […] One day Epaphus, the son of Jupiter and Io, scoffed at the idea of Phaëton’s being the son of a god. […] For why, ah, overbold, didst thou follow the chase, and being so fair, why wert thou thus overhardy to fight with beasts?”