568-592) The hollow caves beneath the rugged cliffs rumbled as the sea came surging in; and the white foam of the dashing wave spurted high above the cliff.

Next the current whirled the ship round.

And the rocks shore away the end of the dove's tail-feathers; but away she flew unscathed.

And the rowers gave a loud cry; and Tiphys himself called to them to row with might and main.

For the rocks were again parting asunder.