|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Horn of Plenty|
|Nor yet his fury coold; twixt rage and scorn,|
From my maimd front he tore the stubborn horn,
This, heapd with flowers and fruit, the Naiads bare,
Sacred to plenty, and the bounteous year.
Gay.Achelous and Hercules.