It is said, too, that the artist, having completed this masterpiece, longed for some sign of approval from heaven, and fervently prayed for a token that the god accepted his labour. […] Then, his term of exile being ended, he returned to heaven, and there resumed his wonted duties. […] By night heaven owns thy sway, by day the grove, When, as chaste Dian, here thou deign’st to rove.’” […] On one occasion, intending to punish Juno for one of her usual fits of jealousy, Jupiter hung her out of heaven, fast bound by a golden chain; and Vulcan, perceiving her in this plight, tugged at the chain with all his might, drew her up, and was about to set her free, when Jupiter returned, and, in anger at his son’s interference in his matrimonial concerns, hurled him out of heaven. […] Apollo, also banished from heaven at that time, volunteered to aid Neptune by playing on his lyre, and moving the stones by the power of sweet sounds.

He it was who hurled the thunderbolts and guided the winds and the waters, and, in a word, ruled over all heaven and earth. His wife was Juno, the queen of heaven, who helped him in his work. […] He was the messenger of the gods on all their errands between heaven and earth. […] Great Jupiter in heaven is not larger. […] I have but one eye in the middle of my forehead, yet the great sun in heaven, which sees all things, likewise has but one eye.