‘Fit now to mighty Zeus fulfilment seems;
Comes the tenth month; a boy of speech ornate,
Thief, cattle-stealer, marshal of mad dreams,
Watcher for night, and guardian of the gate,
Maia brought forth. His fame already gleams:
Early to do great deeds his fortunate fate.
Dawn-born, at noon he framed the lyre divine,
At eventide he stole Apollo's kine.’