Myself along the banks will guide, And teach thy labouring oars to mount the opposing tide.
VIII.

"Rise, Goddess-born, and, when the stars decline, Pray first to Juno, and on bended knee Subdue her wrath with supplication.

Mine Shall be the victor's homage; I am he, Heaven's favoured stream, whose brimming waves ye see, Borne in full flood these flowery banks between, Chafe the fat soil and cleave the fruitful lea, Blue Tiber.

Here my dwelling shall be seen, Fairest of lofty towns, the world's majestic queen." IX.

So saying, the Stream-god dived beneath the flood, And sought the deep.