Not the immortal gods can flee,
nor the men who live only a day.
Who has you within him
is mad.
SOPHOCLES,
Antigone1
Over the Earth he flies
and the loud-echoing salt-sea.
He bewitches and maddens the heart
of the victim he swoops upon.
He bewitches the race of the mountain-huntin
lions and beasts of the sea,
and all the creatures that Earth feeds,
and the blazing sun sees—
and man, too—
over all you hold kingly power,
Love, you are the only ruler
over all these.
EURIPIDES,
Hippolytus2