While he thus lamented, Argus, observing, drove her away, and took his seat on a bank, from whence he could see in every direction. […] And Minerva laughed, and spake to him winged words exultingly: “Fool, not even yet hast thou learnt how far better than thou I claim to be, that thus thou matchest thy might with mine. […] Such a color as tinges the clouds at sunset or at dawn came over the countenance of Diana thus taken by surprise. […] Having thus, on one occasion, warned him, she mounted her chariot drawn by swans, and drove away through the air. […] For why, ah, overbold, didst thou follow the chase, and being so fair, why wert thou thus overhardy to fight with beasts?”