But not with the timbers brought from Mount Pelion did Argus begin. Walking through the palace with Jason he noted a great beam in the roof. That beam, he said, had been shown him in his dream; it was from an oak tree in Dodona, the grove of Zeus. A sacred power was in the beam, and from it the prow of the ship should be fashioned.
ἀπάνευθε πόνοιο νόου φρενὶ πάντα κραδαίνει
which McKirahan renders:
But without effort he shakes all things by the thought of his mind.
Which would count as a pretty dreamy review for any blogger, wouldn’t you say?