At night she slept in the hollow of a tree or in some dark cavern. […] I think I see some one behind that thick bush.” […] from your dreams of the future,     Of gaining some hard-fought field, Of storming some airy fortress,     Or bidding some giant yield. […] The lots were balls, some white and some black; and the fourteen unlucky ones who drew the black balls went away with King Minos, and were given to the Minotaur for food. […] On the bank there stood an old woman looking for some means of crossing.