Of strains ever changing in manifold wise. The praises of Zeus they chanted;
Then sang they of Thetis and Peleus, and how Hippolyte, wanton child
Of Kretheus, fain would have trapped his feet in the treachery-net that she planted;
And her husband, the lord of the Magnete folk, by a tale of lies she beguiled,
And by counsel of subtlety wrought upon him to share in her own dark plot;
For a slanderous tale of her heart’s devising, a web of deceit she wrought,
How that Peleus had shamed her, Akastus’ queen, and his bed’s defilement sought.