Upon thee laid, restore thee to thy mind:

And thou shalt bear, named of his fruitful touch,

A son, swart Epaphus, whom all that land,

By the broad Nile-stream watered, shall enrich....[[20]]

From Io’s son Epaphus should descend, generations afterward, a princess.

’The royal line of Argos springs from her.

Time fails to tell the story to its close:

But of her strain one valiant shall be born,

And famous with the bow; he from these ills

Shall loose me.’ Thus the titaness, my mother,