A Greek poet of the seventh century (Mimnermus, fr. 10) provides a description of the sun's daily journey across the sky, with poetic emphasis upon the endless and wearisome labor involved.
Helios has as his lot toil day after day and there is never any rest either for him or his horses, when rosy-fingered dawn (Eos) leaving the stream of Ocean makes her way up into the sky. But a beautiful hollow cup, winged and of precious gold, fashioned by the hands of Hephaestus, bears him, sleeping deeply, from the land of the Hesperides to the country of the Ethiopians, where he makes his swift chariot and horses stand, until rising dawn comes. Then the son of Hyperion mounts his chariot.