It was
Phaethon who drove them to Fiesole that memorable day, a youth all
irresponsibility and fire, recklessly urging his master's horses up
the stony hill. Mr. Bee recognized him at once. Neither the Ages of
Faith nor the Age of Doubt had touched him; he was Phaethon in Tuscany
driving a cab.
E.M. Emerson. A Room with a View. Project Gutenberg (2001).
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