Steamed into the arched sky, carrying death.
On its banks sounded never a bird’s song;
Whence “Avernus,” “birdless” in the Greek tongue.
Hard-by the Sibyl hallowed victims, four
Steers dusk-coloured; proceeding first to pour
Wine on their heads, and on the altar burn
Bristles from between the horns she had shorn;
Next, by blood calling Hecate, Divine
In Heaven as Hell, to further their design.
The Prince then to the Furies’ kith and kin—