The heavens. Cithaeron totters to his base,
Pallene trembles, Tempe faints in fear.980
One has Mount Pindus snatched away, and one
Mount Oeta. Mimas rages horribly.
Now comes Erinnys with her flaming torch,
And shakes her hissing scourge; my face she seeks
Nearer and nearer with ill-omened brands
On funeral pyres enkindled. There I see
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With brandished torch she guards the gate of hell,