Bk II:417-440 Jupiter rapes Callisto.
The sun was high, just path the zenith, when she entered a grove that had been untouched through the years. Here she took her quiver from her shoulder, unstrung her curved bow, and lay down on the grass, her head resting on her painted quiver. Jupiter, seeing her there weary and unprotected, said, "Here, surely, my wife will not see my cunning, or if she does find out it is, oh it is, worth a quarrel!" Quickly he took on the face and dress of Diana and said, "Oh, girl who follows me, where in my domains have you been hunting?"
The virgin girl got up from the turf, replying, "Greetings, goddess greater than Jupiter: I say it even though he himself hears it." He did hear, and laughed, happy to be judged greater than himself, and gave her kisses unrestrainedly, and not those that virgins give. When she started to say which woods she had hunted he embraced and prevented her and not without committing a crime. Face to face with him, as far as a woman could, (I wish you had seen her Juno: you would have been kinder to her) she fought him, but how could a girl win, and who is more powerful than Jove? Victorious, Jupiter made for the furthest reaches of the sky: while to Callisto the grove was odious and the wood seemed knowing. As she retraced her steps she almost forgot her quiver and its arrows, and the bow she had left hanging.
