Land, sea, and air were mixed up together; so that the earth was not solid, the sea was not fluid, nor the air transparent. […] Apollo, coming up just then with outstretched arms, clasped nothing but a rugged tree trunk. […] Their prayer was no sooner heard than answered, and Orion, panting and weary, came up just in time to see seven snow-white pigeons wing their way up into the azure sky. […] Romulus and Remus throve under this man’s kind care, and grew up strong and fearless. […] By one word he could stir up or calm the wildest storm, and cause the billows to roar with fury or subside into peaceful ripples.