And each, like Argus, had a hundred eyes,
Which direfully glared across the den of lies;
Their heads were horn’d, and each horn bore a lamp,
Mark’d with the great immortal Pluto’s stamp;
(Pluto[124] himself, being ninety leagues away,
Was unacquainted with this revelry—
Till Vulcan[125] forged a bolt with wings, and sent
It in a whirlwind unto Pluto’s tent;
Therein it stood and wrote upon the wall
The brief particulars of the carnival!