E'en Phaedra's stepson shall her movement rouse. Thunders are under Jove; with the trident weaponed is Neptune; Forceful is Mars with brand, spear, O Minerva, is thine; Liber engages in fray, confiding on sheaflets of Thyrsi; By th' Apollinean hand shafts (they assure us) are shot; Hercules' right is armed with the club that cannot be conquer'd; But a distended yard makes me an object of awe. Wealth is my loss! Do thou vouchsafe lend aid to my prayer,