Of Cadmian nations: and the lion bare
Named of Nemæa. Him Jove’s glorious spouse
To fierceness rear’d: and placed his secret lair
Among Nemæa’s hills, the pest of men.
There lurking in his haunts he long ensnared
The roving tribes of man, and held stern sway
O’er cavern’d Tretum: o’er the mountain heights
Of Apesantus, and Nemæa’s wilds:
Till strong Alcides quell’d his gasping strength.
Now Ceto, in embrace with Phorcys, bare