The Curse of Onator

Pellius, Pellius I bring you dreadful news. Onator who had watched the wild those herds which Pellius had assigned to him, ran up with panting speed and cried out as he ran. His former courage still remains, with strength greater than usual in birds. He changed to a fierce hawk, cruel to all he vents his rage on other birds. Grieving himself he is a cause of grief to all his kind. A temple near that sea was fair to view, although it was not adorned with gold nor marble, it was richly made of beams and shaded with an ancient grove. Some cattle had then bent their knees on yellow sand and as they lay might