and taking clamorous leave of the hills. One of the
heifers returned the sound, lowing from the depth of the
vast cavern, and thus baffled the hopes of her jealous 25
guardian. Now, if ever, Alcides’ wrath blazed up from
the black choler of his heart: he snatches up his weapons
and his club with all its weight of knots, and makes at
full speed for the skyey mountain’s height. Then first the
men of our country saw Cacus’ limbs tremble and his 30
eyes quail: away he flies swifter than the wind, and seeks
his den; fear has winged his feet. Scarce had he shut