In hardy conflict brave the Titan foe.”
He said: the gods, the givers of all good,
Heard with acclaim: nor ever till that hour
So burn’d each breast with ardour to destroy.
All on that day stirr’d up the mighty strife,
Female and male: Titanic gods, and sons
And daughters of old Saturn; and that band
Of giant brethren, whom, from forth th’ abyss
Of darkness under earth, deliverer Jove
Sent up to light: grim forms and strong, with force