Book I - O parent goddess

"O parent goddess! since in early bloom

Thy son must fall, by too severe a doom;

Sure, to so short a race of glory born,

Great Jove in justice should this span adorn;

Honour and fame at least the Thunderer owed;

And ill he pays the promise of a god,

If yon proud monarch thus thy son defies,

Obscures my glories, and resumes my prize."