Earth prison’d shalt thou keep,

Nor struggling sea-man send

To fell Ran’s cavern deep.”

“But being now resolved to proceed with caution, he began by changing his form. Throwing his ponderous helmet on the ground, it became a rock covered with pines.

Next, from his cloven chin,

He tore the bushy beard;

Which, cast in the ravine,

A thorny copse appear’d.

A smooth-faced peasant boy

He stood, in wadmel[[78]] blue,