Is heaven still denied to me, thy son?

For surely have I ever shown myself

A worthy child of Jove; and Juno's self,

My hard task-mistress, testifies to this,

That I am born of thee. Why dost thou still10

Contrive delays? Am I thy cause of fear?

Will Atlas not avail to prop the skies

If to their bulk the weight of Hercules

Be superadded? Why, O father, why

Dost thou deny the stars to me? To thee