He would force the Muses as he had forced the nations.
They maddened him. Drunk on his own daring, he attempted flight
and plunged to a messy death. As Ulysses knew,
violence always falls to cunning.
It’s a nice story, anyway.
The tale of Pyreneus, a Thracian king, is a minor episode in Ovid’s Metamorphoses. I’ve both added to and subtracted from it.