But his chief pride was in his gardens, whose fruit was of gold, hanging from golden branches, half hid with golden leaves.

After the killing of Medusa, Perseus, carrying her head with him, flew far and wide, over land and sea.

As night came on, he reached the western limit of the earth, where the sun goes down. Here he would gladly have rested till morning.

Perseus said to him, "I come as a guest. i claim Zeus for my father and I killed Medusa. I seek rest and food."

It was the kingdom of king atlas, who was bigger than all other men. he was rich in flocks and herds and had no neighbor or rival to invade his country.

But atlas remembered that an ancient prophecy had warned him that a son of Zeus should one day rob him of his golden apples.

So he answered, "go away! or neither your false claims of glory or parentage shall protect you".

And he attempted to drive him out.

Perseus, finding the giant too strong for him, said, "since you value my friendship so little, please accept a gift"; and turning his face away, he held up medusa's head.

Each part increased till he became a mountain, and (such was the pleasure of the gods) heaven with all its stars rests upon his shoulders.

Atlas was changed into stone. his beard and hair became forests, his arms and shoulders cliffs, his head a summit, and his bones rocks.