The invaders, at length, were overthrown, and crushed beneath the mountains
which they themselves had prepared to execute their vengeance on Jupiter.
Many times, though vainly, the Titans sought to avenge their defeat; and
Olympus, from this time, was only troubled by internal dissensions.
--------------"The bruised Titans mourned
Within a den where no insulting light
Could glimmer on their tears; where their own groans
They felt, but heard not; hard flint they sat upon,
Couches of rugged stone and slaty ridge,
Stubborned with iron.
Coeus and Gyges and Briareus,
With many more, the brawniest in assault,
Were pent in regions of laborious breath;
Dungeoned in opague element to keep
Their clenched teeth still clenched, and all their limbs
Locked up like veins of metal cramped and screwed:
Without a motion save of their big hearts,
Heaving in pain."