It looks as if the Maker would not own
The noble work for his,
Before 'twas tried and found a master-piece.
XVI.
View then a monarch ripened for a throne.
Alcides thus his race began,
O'er infancy he swiftly ran;
The future God at first was more than man:
Dangers and toils, and Juno's hate,
Even o'er his cradle lay in wait,