Rivers, that trickle to the sea, than Jupiter are weaker;
So, than the progeny of Jove, weaker a River’s offspring.
Yea, if he aught avail’d to help, behold! a mighty River
Beside thee here: but none can fight with Jove, the child of Saturn.
Not royal Acheloïus with him may play the equal.
Nor e’en the amplebosom’d strength of deeply-flowing Ocean:
Tho’ from his fulness every Sea and every River welleth,
And all the ever-bubbling springs and eke their vasty sources.
Yet at the lightning-bolt of Jove doth even Ocean shudder,
And at the direful thunder-clap, when from the sky it crasheth.