So fierce Electos’ snaky tresses fell
When Orpheus charmed the rigorous powers of hell;
Or thus hung Glaucus’ beard, with briny dew
Clotted and straight, when first his amorous view
Surprised the bathing fair. The frightened maid
Now stands a rock, transformed by Circe’s aid.
And now sharp hail falls down in hasty sallies,
And all the tiles with dancing showers rattle,
And the fair Jewess hies to sheltered alleys
To sell her strawberries in brimful pottle,