It will take them all ten years to heal the wounds my lightning shall inflict upon them; my grey-eyed daughter will then learn what quarrelling with her father means.

I am less surprised and angry with Juno, for whatever I say she always contradicts me." With this Iris went her way, fleet as the wind, from the heights of Ida to the lofty summits of Olympus.

She met the goddesses at the outer gates of its many valleys and gave them her message.

"What," said she, "are you about?
Are you mad?
The son of Saturn forbids going.

This is what he says, and this is he means to do, he will lame your horses for you, he will hurl you from your chariot, and will break it in pieces.
It will take you all ten years to heal the wounds his lightning will inflict upon you, that you may learn, grey-eyed goddess, what quarrelling with your father means.