Αυτος δε χρυσειον επι θρωνον ευρυοπα Ζευς
Ἑζετο, τω δε ὑπο ποσσι μεγας πελεμιζετ’ Ολυμπος.[65]
——The Thund’rer meditates his flight
From Ida’s summits to th’ Olympian height.
Swifter than thought the wheels instinctive fly,
Flame thro’ the vast of air, and reach the sky.
’Twas Neptune’s charge his coursers to unbrace,
And fix the car on its immortal base, &c.
He whose all-conscious eyes the world behold,
Th’ eternal Thunderer, sate thron’d in gold.