The fayrest kyne aliue, but of the fiercest kynd.
For they were all, they say, of purple hew, x
Kept by a cowheard, hight Eurytion,
A cruell carle, the which all strangers slew,
Ne day nor night did sleepe, t’attend them on,
But walkt about them euer and anone,
With his two headed dogge, that Orthrus hight;
Orthrus begotten by great Typhaon
And foule Echidna, in the house of night;
But Hercules them all did ouercome in fight.