The Lion to the heavenly Virgin gives

The flying year; but he, with beaming mane70

Upon his wild neck tossing, dries the winds

Which drip with moisture, and the clouds devours.

Behold, the beasts have all invaded heaven,

Forestalling me. Though victor, here I stand

Upon the earth, and view my labors there.

For Juno to the monsters and the beasts

Has given stars, that so the heavenly realm75

Might be for me a place of terror made.