Book IX, 311

A sitcu, that vied in swiftness with the deer, was wounded, when heavy with young, in her generative organs. The scab of the wound in a short time entirely closed the orifice, and the pains of labour were at hand. But a man operated on her, terribly though she howled, and the dear little ones leapt forth from her womb. ‘The gracious aid of Artemis in labour is a thing of the past, and Ares, on the other hand, has begun to practise midwifery.