Earth first conceived with Heaven: whose starry cope,

Like to herself immense, might compass her

On every side: and be to blessed gods

A resting-place immoveable for ever.

She teem’d with the high Hills, the pleasant haunts

Of goddess nymphs, who dwell within the glens

Of mountains. With no aid of tender love

She gave to birth the sterile Sea, high-swol’n

In raging foam: and, Heaven-embraced, anon

She teem’d with Ocean, rolling in deep whirls