Thrilled sense and soul with quick delight
To bold Bellerophon;
Entranced he looked; his wingèd steed,
Struck with the brightness, checked its speed,
Nor more would venture on.
Deaf to the eager rider’s call,
Who spurred to mount the Olympian wall,
It stood like lifeless stone
A moment—then, with sudden wheel,
Earthward its flight it ’gan to reel;