The seed of their trouble also began in an apple;
That, knowing good and evil, posed for them a choice
                                                     between goods. 
Everything seemed almost necessary it followed so humanly
              after that.
Toward their choice the Greeks came in their snout-
 shelled barks,
Across waters there would have been room for then on
                                                         Olympos 
So wide was the rift their choice left in the ranks of the gods.