[135] The north wind.
CANTO THE SECOND.
Now when Apollo from the cloud came forth
He took his chariot, drove towards the north,
From whence he came; while Boreas stretched a limb,
And sent a whirlwind to accompany him
Back to the regions of the world above:
But on his way he stay’d beneath a grove,
Of moderate magnificence, and where,
With solemn grandeur, dwelt—in midway air—