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The Titan's mighty breast and nervous frame

Was his descendants' certain heritage;

But round their brow Jove forg'd a band of brass.

Wisdom and patience, prudence and restraint,

He from their gloomy, fearful eye conceal'd;

In them each passion grew to savage rage,

And headlong rush'd with violence uncheck'd.

Already Pelops, Tantalus' loved son,

Mighty of will, obtained his beauteous bride,

Hippodamia, child of Oenomaus,

Through treachery and murder; she ere long,

To glad her consort's heart, bare him two sons,

Thyest and Atreus. They with envy marked

The ever-growing love their father bare

To his first-born, sprung from another union.

Hate leagued the pair, and secretly they wrought,

In fratricide, the first dread crime. The sire

Hippodamia held as murderess,

With savage rage he claim'd from her his son,

And she in terror did destroy herself—