Cacus

(Virgil's The Aeneid, Book VIII) the monster Cacus, more than half a beast, this hold, impervious to the sun, possess'd. the pavement ever foul with human gore; heads, and their mangled members, hung the door. Vulcan this plague begot; and, like his sire, black clouds he belch'd, and flakes of livid fire. time, long expected, eas'd us of our load, and brought the needful presence of a god. Fh'avenging force of Hercules, from Spain, arriv'd in triumph, from Geryon slain: thrice liv'd the giant, and thrice liv'd in vain. his prize, the lowing herds, Alcides drove near Tiber's bank, to graze the shady grove. allur'd with hope of plunder, and intent by force to rob, by fraud to circumvent, the brutal Cacus, as by chance they stray'd, four oxen thence, and four fair kine convey'd; and, lest the printed footsteps might be seen, he dragg'd'em backwards to his rocky den. the tracks averse a lying notice gave, and led the searcher backward from the cave.