Then he turned into an eel, but he could not wriggle loose. […] He hoped to put the chariot once more into his father’s hands. […] Trees began to crackle and burst into flame. […] The sea was beaten into foam and spray by its struggles. […] Sometimes a hall led him deep down into the earth.

How, then, did the senseless and cruel stories come into existence? […] Jupiter shortened the spring, and divided the year into seasons. […] Everywhere, at the touch of her feet the herbage quivered into flower. […] Her, the goddess changed into a bear. […] Apollo promptly transformed his depraved pair of ears into those of an ass.