To seize the offender in his mighty grasp, bear him off to the Caucasian Mountains, and bind him fast to a great rock, was but a moment’s work. […] After much delay and discussion, the immortals agreed to wash mankind off the face of the earth by a mighty deluge. […] He therefore lost no time in useless search and conjecture, but strode off to Mount Cyllene, where he found Mercury peacefully sleeping in his cradle. […] Some pirates, sailing by, saw the handsome young sleeper, and noiselessly bore him off to their vessel, intending to sell him as a slave in Egypt. […] During one of these excursions he carried off Orithyia, who always fled at his approach.