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VIRGINS.
Hesper, moveth in heaven a light more tyrannous ever? 20
Thou from a mother's arms canst wrest her daughter
asunder, [ing,
Wrest from a mother's arms her daughter woefully cling-
Then to the burning youth his virgin beauty deliver.
Foes in a new-sack'd town, when wrought they crueller
ever ?
Hymen O Hymenaeus, O Hymen come Hymenaeus. 25
YOUTHS.
Hesper, shineth in heaven a light more genial ever ?
Thou with a bridal flame true lovers' unity crownest,
All which duly the men, which plighted duly the parents,
Then completed alone, when thou in splendour awakest.
When shone an happier hour than thy god-speeded
arriving ? 30
Hymen O Hymenaeus, O Hymen come Hymenaeus.
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VIRGINS.
Sisters, Hesper a fellow of our bright company taketh.
Hymen O Hymenaeus, O Hymen come Hymenaeus.
YOUTHS.
35
40
Hesper, awaiting thee each sentinel holdeth alarum.
Night veils love's false thieves ; thieves still when,
Hesper, another
Name, but unalter'd still, thou tak'st them surely,
returning. (35)
Yet be the maidens pleas'd in woeful fancy to chide
thee. 45
Maybe for all they chide, their hearts do inly desire thee.
Hymen O Hymenaeus, O Hymen come Hymenaeus.
VIRGINS.
Look in a garden-croft when a flower privily growing,
Hid from grazing kine, by ploughshare never
y-broken, (40)
Strok'd by the breeze, by the sun nurs'd sturdily, rear'd
by the showers ; 50
Many a wistful boy, and maidens many desire it :
Yet if a slender nail hath nipt his bloom to deflour it,
Never a wistful boy, nor maidens any desire it :
Such is a girl untoy'd with as yet, yet lovely to kinsmen ; (45)
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Once her body profan'd, her flow'r of chastity blighted, 5 5
Boys no more she delights, nor seems so lovely to
maidens ;
Hymen O Hymenaeus, O Hymen come Hymenaeus.
YOUTHS.
Look as a lone lorn vine in a bare field sorrily growing,
Never an arm uplifts, no grape to maturity ripens, (50)
Only with headlong weight her tender body declining, 60
Bows, till topmost spray and roots meet feebly together ;
Her no peasant swain, nor bullock tendeth her ever :
Yet to the bachelor elm if marriage-fortune unite her,
Many a peasant tills and bullocks many about her; (55)
Such is a maid untoy'd with as yet, in loneliness aging ; 65
Wins she a bridegroom meet, in time's warm fulness
arriving,
So to the man more dear, and less unlovely to parents.
O then, clasp thy love, nor fight, fair maiden, against him.
Sin 'twere surely to fight ; thy father gave to his arms
thee, (60)
Father's self and mother ; obey nor wrongly defy them. 70
Virgin's crown thou claim'st not alone, but partly the
parents,
Father's one whole part, one goes to the mother allotted,
Rests one only to thee ; O fight not with them alone
thou,
Both to a son their rights and both their dowry
deliver. 75 (65)
Hymen O Hymenaeus, O Hymen come Hymenaeus.
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LXIII.
IN a swift ship Attis hasting over ocean a mariner
When he gained the wood, the Phrygian, with a foot of
agility,
When he near'd the leafy forest, dark sanctuary divine ;
By unearthly fury frenzied, a bewildered agony,
With a flint of edge he shatter'd to the ground his
humanity. 5
Then aghast to see the lost limbs, the deform'd inutility,
While still the gory dabble did anew the soil pollute,
With a snowy palm the woman took affrayed a taborine.
Taborine, the trump that hails thee, Cybele, thy initiant.
Then a dainty finger heaving to the tremulous hide o'
the bull, 10
He began this invocation to the company, spirit-awed.
" To the groves, ye sexless eunuchs, in assembly to
Cybele,
Lost sheep that err rebellious to the lady Dindymene ;
Ye, who all awing for exile in a country of aliens,
My unearthly rule obeying to be with me, my retinue, 1 5
Could aby the surly salt seas' mid inexorability,
Could in utter hate to lewdness your sex dishabilitate ;
Let a gong clash glad emotion, set a giddy fury to roam,
All slow delay be banish'd, thither hie ye thither away
To the Phrygian home, the wild wood, to the sanctuary
divine ; 20
Where rings the noisy cymbal, taborines are in echoing,
On a curved oat the Phrygian deep pipeth a melody,
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With a fury toss the Maenads clad in ivies a frolic head,
To a barbarous ululation the religious orgy wakes,
Where fleets across the silence Cybele's holy family ; 25
Thither hie we, so beseems us ; to a mazy measure
away. "
Thus as Attis, a woman, Attis, not a woman, urg'd the
rest,
On a sudden yell'd in huddling agitation every tongue,
Taborines give airy murmur, give a clangorous echo
gongs,
With a rush the brotherhood hastens to the woods,
the bosom of Ide. 30
Then in agony, breathless, errant, flush'd wearily,
cometh on
Taborine behind him, Attis, thoro' leafy glooms a guide,
As a restive heifer yields not to the cumbrous onerous
yoke.
Thither hie the votaress eunuchs with an emulous
alacrity.
Now faintly sickly plodding to the goddess's holy
shrine, 35
They took the rest which easeth long toil, nor ate
withal.
Slow sleep descends on eyelids ready drowsily to
decline,
In a soft repose departeth the devout spirit-agony.
When awoke the sun, the golden, that his eyes heaven-
orient
Scann'd lustrous air, the rude seas, earth's massy
solidity, 40
When he smote the shadowy twilight with his healthy
team sublime,
Then arous'd was Attis ; o'er him sleep hastily fled away
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To Pasithea's arms immortal with a tremulous hovering.
But awaked from his reposing, the delirious anguish
o'er,
When as Attis' heart recalled him to the past
solitarily, 45
Saw clearly where he stood, what, an annihilate apathy,
With a soul that heaved within him, to the water he
fled again.
Then as o'er the waste of ocean with a rainy eye he gazed
To the land of home he murmur'd miserable a soliloquy.
" MOTHER-HOME of all affection, dear home, my nativity, 50
Whom in anguish I deserting, as in hatred a runaway
From a master, hither have hurried to the lonely woods
of Ide,
To be with the snows, the wild beasts, in a wintery domicile,
To be near each savage houser that a surly fury
provokes,
What horizon, O beloved, may attain to thee
anywhere ? 55
Yet'an eyeless orb is yearning ineffectually to thee.
For a little ere returneth the delirious hour again.
Shall a homeless Attis hie him to the groves unin-
habited ?
Shall . he leave a country, wealth, friends ? bid a sire, a
mother, adieu ?
The palaestra lost, the forum, the gymnasium, the
course ? 60
O unhappy, fall a-weeping, thou unhappy soul, for aye.
For is honour of any semblance, any beauty but of it I ?
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Who, a woman here, in order was a man, a youth, a boy,
To the sinewy ring a fam'd flower, the gymnasium's
applause.
With a throng about the portal, with a populace in the
gate, 65
With a flowery coronal hanging upon every column of
home,
When anew my chamber open'd, as awoke the sunny
morn.
O am I to live the god's slave ? feodary be to Cybele ?
Or a Maenad I, an eunuch ? or a part of a body slain ?
Or am I to range the green tracts upon Ida snowy-chill? 70
Be beneath the stately caverns colonnaded of Asia ?
Be with hind that haunts the covert, or in hursts that
house the boar ?
Woe, woe the deed accomplish'd ! woe, woe, the shame
to me ! "
From rosy lips ascending when approached the gusty cry
To celestial ears recording such a message inly
borne, 75
Cybele, the thong relaxing from a lion-haled yoke,
Said, aleft the goad addressing to the foe that awes the
flocks
" COME, a service ; haste, my brave one ; let a fury the
madman arm,
Let a fury, a frenzy prick him to return to the wood
again,
This is he my hest declineth, the unheedy, the run-
away. So
From an angry tail refuse not to abide the sinewy stroke,
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To a roar let all the regions echo answer everywhere,
On a nervy neck be tossing that uneasy tawny mane. "
So in ire she spake, adjusting disunitedly then her yoke
At his own rebuke the lion doth his heart to a fury
spur, 85
With a step, a roar, a bursting unarrested of any brake.
But anear the foamy places when he came, to the
frothy beach,
When he saw the sexless Attis by the seas' level opaline,
Then he rushed upon him ; affrighted to the wintery
wood he flew,
Cybele's for aye, for all years, in her order a votaress. 90
Holy deity, great Cybele, holy lady Dindymene,
Be to me afar for ever that inordinate agony.
O another hound to madness, O another hurry to rage !
LXIV.
BORN on Pelion height, so legend hoary relateth,
Pines once floated adrift on Neptune billowy streaming
On to the Phasis flood, to the borders . /Eastean.
Then did a chosen array, rare bloom of valorous Argos,
Fain from Colchian earth her fleece of glory to ravish, 5
Dare with a keel of swiftness adown salt seas to be
fleeting,
Swept with fir-blades oary the fair level azure of Ocean.
Then that deity bright, who keeps in cities her high ward,
Made to delight them a car, to the light breeze airily
scudding,
Texture of upright pine with a keel's curved rondure
uniting. 10
That first sailer of all burst ever on Amphitrite.
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Scarcely the forward snout tore up that wintery water,
Scarcely the wave foamed white to the reckless harrow
of oarsmen,
Straight from amid white eddies arose wild faces of
Ocean,
Nereid, earnest-eyed, in wonderous admiration. 15
Then, not after again, saw ever mortal unharmed
Sea-born Nymphs unveil limbs flushing naked about
them,
Stark to the nursing breasts from foam and billow
arising.
Then, so stories avow, burn'd Peleus hotly to Thetis,
Then to a mortal lover abode not Thetis unheeding, 20
Then did a father agree Peleus with Thetis unite him.
O in an aureat hour, O born in bounteous ages,
God-sprung heroes, hail : hail, mother of all bene-
diction,
You my song shall address, you melodies everlasting.
Thee most chiefly, supreme in glory of heavenly
bridal, 25
Peleus, stately defence of Thessaly. luppiter even
Gave thee his own fair love, thy mortal pleasure
approving.
Thee could Thetis inarm, most beauteous Ocean-
daughter ?
Tethys adopt thee, her own dear grandchild's wooer
usurping?
Ocean, who earth's vast globe with a watery girdle
inorbeth ? 30
When the delectable hour those days did fully deter-
mine,
Straightway then in crowds all Thessaly flock'd to the
palace,
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Thronging hosts uncounted, a company joyous ap-
proaching.
Many a gift they carry, delight their faces illumines.
Left is Scyros afar, and Phthia's bowery Tempe, 35
Vacant Crannon's homes, unvisited high Larisa,
Towards Pharsalia's halls, Pharsalia's only they hie
them.
Bides no tiller afield ; necks soften of oxen in idlesse ;
Feel not a prong'd crook'd hoe lush vines all weedily
trailing ;
Tears no steer deep clods with a downward coulter
unearthed ; 40
Prunes no hedger'sbill broad -verging verdurous arbours ;
Steals a deforming rust on ploughs left rankly to
moulder.
But that sovran abode, each sumptuous inly retiring
Chamber, aflame with gold, with silver is all re-
splendent ;
Thrones gleam ivory-white ; cup-crown'd blaze brightly
the tables ; 45
All the domain with treasure of empery gaudily flushes.
There, set deeply within the remotest centre, a bridal
Bed doth a goddess inarm ; smooth ivory glossy from
Indies,
Robed in roseate hues, rich seashells' purple adorning.
IT was a broidery freak'd with tissue of images olden, 50
One whose curious art did blazon valour of heroes.
Gazing forth from a beach of Dia the billow-resounding,
Look'd on a vanish'd fleet, on Theseus quickly de-
parting,
Restless in unquell'd passion, a feverous heart, Ariadne.
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Scarcely her eyes yet seem their seeming clearly to
vision. 55
You might guess that arous'd from slumber's drowsy
betrayal,
Sand-engirded, alone, then first she knew desolation.
He the betrayer his oars with fugitive hurry the waters
Beat, each promise of old to the winds given idly to
bear them.
Him from amid shore-weeds doth Minos' daughter, in
anguish 60
Rigid, a Bacchant-form, dim-gazing stonily follow,
Stonily still, wave-tost on a sea of troublous affliction.
Holds not her yellow locks the tiara's feathery tissue ;
Veils not her hidden breast light brede of drapery
woven ;
Binds not a cincture smooth her bosom's orbed
emotion. 65
Widely from each fair limb that footward-fallen apparel
Drifts its lady before, in billowy salt loose-playing.
Not for silky tiara nor amice gustily floating
Recks she at all any more ; thee, Theseus, ever her
earnest
Heart, all clinging thought, all chained fancy re-
quireth. 70
Ah unfortunate ! whom with miseries ever crazing,
Thorns in her heart deep planted, affray'd Erycina to
madness,
From that earlier hour, when fierce for victory Theseus
Started alert from a beach deep-inleted of Piraeus,
Gain'd Gortyna's abode, injurious halls of oppression. 75
Once, 'tis sung in stories, a dire distemper atoning
Death of an ill-blest prince, Androgeos, angrily
slaughter'd,
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Taxed of her youthful array, her maidenly bloom fresh-
glowing,
Feast to the monster bull, Cecropia, ransom-laden.
Then, when a plague so deadly, the garrison under-
mining, 80
Spent that slender city, his Athens dearly to rescue,
Sooner life Theseus and precious body did offer,
Ere his country to Crete freight corpses, a life in seem-
ing.
So with a ship fast-fleeted, a gale blown gently behind
him,
Push'd he his onward journey to Minos' haughty
dominion. 85
Him for very delight when a virgin fondly desiring
Gazed on, a royal virgin, in odours siUdly nestled,
Pure from a maiden's couch, from a mother's pillowy
bosom,
Like some myrtle, anear Eurotas' water arising,
Like earth's myriad hues, spring's progeny, rais'd to
the breezes ; 90
Droop'd not her eyes their gaze unquenchable, ever-
burning
Save when in each charm'd limb to the depths enfolded,
a sudden
Flame blazed hotly within her, in all her marrow
abiding.
O thou cruel of heart, thou madding worker of anguish,
Boy immortal, of whom joy springs, with misery blend-
ing, 95
Yea, thou queen of Golgi, of Idaly leaf-embower'd,
O'er what a fire love-lit, what billows wearily tossing,
Drave ye the maid, for a guest so sunnily lock'd deep
sighing.
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What most dismal alarms her swooning fancy did echo !
Oft what a sallower hue than gold's cold glitter upon
her ! loo
Whiles, heart-hungry in arms that monster deadly to
combat,
Theseus drew towards death or victory, guerdon of
honour.
Yet not lost the devotion, or offer'd idly the virgin's
Gifts, as her unvoic'd lips breathed incense faintly to
heaven.
As on Taurus aloft some oak agitatedly waving 105
Tosses his arms, or a pine cone-mantled, oozily rinded,
When as his huge gnarled trunk in furious eddies a
whirlwind
Riving wresteth amain ; down falleth he, upward hoven,
Fallethon earth ; far, near, all crackles brittle around him,
So to the ground Theseus his fallen foeman abasing, 1 10
Slew, that his horned front toss'd vainly, a sport to the
breezes.
Thence in safety, a Victor, in height of glory returned,
Guiding errant feet to a thread's impalpable order.
Lest, upon egress bent thro' tortuous aisles labyrinthine,
Walls of blindness, a maze unravell'd ever, elude
him. 1 1 5
Yet, for again I come to the former story, beseems not
Linger on all done there ; how left that daughter a
gazing
Father, a sister's arms, her mother woefully clinging,
Mother, who o'er that child moan'd desperate, all heart-
broken ;
How not in home that maid, in Theseus only de-
lighted ; 1 20
How her ship on a shore of foaming Dia did harbour;
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How, when her eyes lay bound in slumber's shadowy
prison,
He forsook, forgot her, a wooer traitorous-hearted :
Oft, say stories, at heart with frenzied fantasy burning,
Pour'd she, a deep-wrung breast, clear-ringing cries of
oppression; 125
Sometimes mournfully clomb to the mountain's rugged
ascension,
Straining thence her vision across wide surges of ocean ;
Now to the brine ran forth, upsplashing freshly to meet
her,
Lifting raiment fine her thighs which softly did open ;
Last, when sorrow had end, these words thus spake she
lamenting, 1 30
While from a mouth tear-stain'd chill sobs gushed
dolorous ever.
' LOOK, is it here, false heart, that rapt from country, from
altar,
Household altar ashore, I wander, falsely deserted?
Ah ! is it hence, Theseus, that against high heaven a
traitor
Homeward thou thy vileness, alas thy perjury bearest? 135
Might not a thought, one thought, thy cruel counsel
abating
Sway thee tender? at heart rose no compassion or
any
Mercy, to bend thy soul, or me for pity deliver?
Yet not this thy promise of old, thy dearly remembered
Voice, not these the delights thou bad'st thy poor one
inherit; 140
Nay, but wedlock happy, but envied joy hymeneal;
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All now melted in air, with a light wind emptily fleeting.
LET not a woman trust, since that first treason, a lover's
Desperate oath, none hope true lover's promise is
earnest
They, while fondly to win their amorous humour
essayeth, 145
Fear no covetous oath, all false free promises heed not ;
They if once lewd pleasure attain unruly possession,
Lo they fear not promise, of oath or perjury reck not.
Yet indeed, yet I, when floods of death were around thee,
Set thee on high, did rather a brother choose to defend
not, 150
Ere I, in hate's last hour, false heart, fail'd thee to deliver.
Now, for a goodly reward, to the beasts they give me,
the flying
Fowls ; no handful of earth shall bury me, pass'd to the
shadows.
WHAT grim lioness yeaned thee, aneath what rock's deso-
lation?
What wild sea did bear, what billows foamy regorged
thee ? 155
Seething sand, or Scylla the snare, or lonely Charybdis?
If for a life's dear joy comes back such only requital ?
Hadst not a will with spousal an honour'd wife to receive
me ?
Awed thee a father stern, cross age's churlish avising ?
Yet to your household thou, your kindred palaces
olden, 160
Might'st have led me, to wait, joy-filled, a retainer upon
thee,
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Now in waters clear thy feet like ivory laving,
Clothing now thy bed with crimson's gorgeous apparel.
Yet to the brutish winds why moan I longer unheeded,
Crazy with an ill wrong ? They senseless, voiceless,
inhuman 165
Utter'd cry they hear not, in answers hollow reply not.
He rides far already, the mid sea's boundary cleaving,
Strays no mortal along these weeds stretched lonely
about me.
Thus to myutmostneed chance, spitefuller injury dealing,
Grudges an ear, where yet might lamentation have
entry. 1 70
JOVE, almighty, supreme," O would that never in early
Time on Gnossian earth great Cecrops' navies had
harbour'd,
Ne'er to that unquell'd bull with a ransom of horror
atoning,
Moor'd on Crete his cable a shipman's wily dishonour.
Never in youth's fair shape such ruthless stratagem
hiding 175
He, that vile one, a guest found with us a safe habitation.
Whither flee then afar ? what hope, poor lost one, up-
holds thee ?
Mountains Idomenean ? alas, broad surges of ocean
Part us, a rough rude space of flowing water, asunder.
Trust in a father's help? how trust, whom darkly
deserting, 180
Him I turned to alone, my brother's bloody defier ?
Nay, but a loyal lover, a hand pledg'd surely, shall
ease me.
Surely ; for o'er wide water his oars move flexibly fleeting.
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Also a desert lies this region, a tenantless island,
Nowhere open way, seas splash in circle around me, 185
Nowhere flight, no glimmer of hope ; all mournfully
silent,
Loneliness all, all points me to death, death only re-
maining.
YET these luminous orbs shall sink not feebly to darkness.
Yet from grief-worn limbs shall feeling wholly depart not,
Till to the gods I cry, the betrayed, for justice on evil, 190
Sue for life's last mercy the great federation of heaven.
Then, O sworn to requite man's evil wrathfully, Powers
Gracious, on whose grim brows, with viper tresses
inorbed,
Looks red-breathing forth your bosom's feverous anger ;
Now, yea now come surely, to these loud miseries
harken, 195
All I cry, the afflicted, of inmost marrow arising,
Desolate, hot with pain, with blinding fury bewildered.
Yet, for of heart they spring, grief's children truly begotten,
Verily, Gods, these moans you will not idly to perish.
But with counsel of evil as he forsook me deceiving, 200
Death to his house, to his heart, bring also counsel of evil.
WHEN from an anguish'd heart these words stream'd
sorrowful upwards,
Words which on iron deeds did sue for deadly requital.
Bow'd with a nod of assent almighty the ruler of heaven.
With that dreadful motion aneath earth's hollow, the
ruffled 205
Ocean shook, and stormy the stars 'gan tremble in ether.
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Thereto his heart thick-sown with blindness cloudily
dark'ning,
Thought not of all those words, Theseus, from memory
fallen,
Words which his heedful soul had kept immovable ever.
Nor to his eager sire fair token of happy returning 210
Rais'd, when his eyes safe-sighted Erectheus' populous
haven.
Once, so stories tell, when Pallas' city behind him
Leaving, Theseus' fleet to the winds given hopefully
parted,
Clasping then his son spake Aegeus, straitly com-
manding.
SON, mine only delight, than life more lovely to gaze
on, 215
Son, whom needs it faints me to launch full-tided on
hazards,
Whom my winter of years hath laid so lately before me :
Since my fate unkindly, thy own fierce valour unheeding,
Needs must wrest thee away, ere yet these dimly-lit
eye-balls
Feed to the full on thee, thy worshipt body behold-
ing ; 220
Neither in exultation of heart I send thee a-warring ;
Nor to the fight shalt bear fair fortune's happier earnest ;
Rather, first in cries mine heart shall lighten her anguish,
When greylocks I sully with earth, with sprinkle of ashes ;
Next to the swaying mast shall a sail hang duskily
swinging; 225
So this grief, mine own, this burning sorrow within me,
Want not a sign, dark shrouds of Iberia, sombre as iron.
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Then, if haply the queen, lone ranger on haunted Itonus,
Pleas'd to defend our people, Erectheus' safe habitations,
Frown not, allow thine hand that bull all redly to
slaughter, 230
Look that warily then deep-laid in steady remembrance,
These our words grow greenly, nor age move on to
deface them ;
Soon as on home's fair hills thine eyes shall signal a
welcome,
See that on each straight yard down droop their
funeral housings,
Whitely the tight-strung cordage a sparkling canvas
aloft swing, 235
Which to behold straightway with joy shall cheer me,
with inward
Joy, when a prosperous hour shall bring to thee happy
returning.
So for a while that charge did Theseus faithfully cherish.
Last, it melted away, as a cloud which riven in ether
Breaks to the blast, high peak and spire snow-silvery
leaving. 240
But from a rock's wall'd eyrie the father wistfully gazing,
Father whose eyes, care-dimm'd, wore hourly for ever a-
weeping,
Scarcely the wind-puff'd sail from afar 'gan darken
upon him,
Down the precipitous heights headlong his body he
hurried,
Deeming Theseus surely by hateful destiny taken. 245
So to a dim death-palace, alert from victory, Theseus
Came, what bitter sorrow to Minos' daughter his evil
Perjury gave, himself with an even sorrow atoning.
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She, as his onward keel still moved, still mournfully
followed ;
Passion-stricken, her heart a tumultuous image of
ocean. 250
Also upon that couch, flush'd youthfully, breathless lacchus
Roam'd with a Satyr-band, with Nisa-begot Sileni ;
Seeking thee, Ariadna, aflame thy beauty to ravish.
Wildly behind they rushed and wildly before to the folly,
Euhoe rav'd, Euhoe with fanatic heads gyrated ; 255
Some in womanish hands shook rods cone-wreathed
above them,
Some from a mangled steer toss'd flesh yet gorily
streaming ;
Some girt round them in orbs, snakes gordian, inter-
twining ;
Some with caskets deep did blazon mystical emblems,
Emblems muffled darkly, nor heard of spirit unholy. 260
Part with a slender palm taborines beat merrily
jangling ;
Now with a cymbal slim would a sharp shrill tinkle
awaken ;
Often a trumpeter horn blew murmurous, hoarsely
resounding.
Rose on pipes barbaric a jarring music of horror.
Such, wrought rarely, the shapes this quilt did richly
apparel, 265
Where to the couch close-clasped it hung thick veils of
adorning.
So to the full heart-sated of all their curious eying,
Thessaly's youth gave place to the Gods high-throned
in heaven.
As, when dawn is awake, light Zephyrus even-breathing
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Brushes a sleeping sea, which slant-wise curved in
edges 270
Breaks, while mounts Aurora the sun's high journey to
welcome ;
They, first smitten faintly by his most airy caressing,
Move slow on, light surges a plashing silvery laughter ;
Soon with a waxing wind they crowd them apace, thick-
fleeting,
Swim in a rose-red glow and far off sparkle in
Ocean ; 275
So thro' column'd porch and chambers sumptuous
hieing,
Thither or hither away, that company stream'd, home-
wending.
First from Pelion height, when they were duly departed,
Chiron came, in his hand green gifts of flowery forest.
All that on earth's leas blooms, what blossoms Thessaly
nursing 280
Breeds on mountainous heights, what near each
showery river
Swells to the warm west-wind, in gales of foison alight-
ing ;
These did his own hands bear in girlonds twined of
all hues,
That to the perfume sweet for joy laugh'd gaily the
palace.
Follow'd straight Penios, awhile his bowery Tempe, 285
Tempe, shrined around in shadowy woods o'erhanging,
Left to the bare-limb'd maids Magnesian, airily
ranging.
No scant carrier he ; tall root-torn beeches his heavy
Burden, bays stemm'd stately, in heights exalted
ascending.
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Thereto the nodding plane, and that lithe sister of
youthful 290
Phaethon flame-enwrapt, and cypress in air upspringing :
These in breadths inwoven he heap'd close-twin'd to the
palace,
Whereto the porch wox green, with soft leaves
canopied over.
Him did follow anear, deep heart and wily, Prometheus,
Scarr'd and wearing yet dim traces of early dis-
honour, 295
All which of old his body to flint fast-welded in iron,
Bore and dearly abied, on slippery crags suspended.
Last with his awful spouse, with children goodly, the
sovran
Father approach'd ; thou, Phoebus, alone, his warder in
heaven,
Left, with that dear sister, on Idrus ranger eternal. 300
Peleus sister alike and brother in high misprision
Held, nor lifted a torch when Thetis wedded at even.
So when on ivory thrones they rested, snovvily
gleaming,
Many a feast high-pil'd did load each table about
them ;
Whiles to a tremor of age their gray infirmity
rocking, 305
Busy began that chant which speaketh surely the
Parcae.
Round them a folding robe their weak limbs aguish
hiding,
Fell bright-white to the feet, with a purple border of
issue.
Wreaths sat on each hoar crown, whose snows flush'd
rosy beneath them ;
F2
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Still each hand fulfilled its pious labour eternal. 310
Singly the left upbore in wool soft-hooded a distaff,
Whereto the right large threads down drawing deftly,
with upturn'd
Fingers shap'd them anew ; then thumbs earth-pointed
in even
Balance twisted a spindle on orb'd wheels smoothly
rotating.
So clear'd softly between and tooth-nipt even it ever 315
Onward moved ; still clung on wan lips, sodden as
ashes,
Shreds all woolly from out that soft smooth surface
arisen.
Lastly before their feet lay fells, white, fleecy, refulgent,
Warily guarded they in baskets woven of osier.
They, as on each light tuft their voice smote louder
approaching, 320
Pour'd grave inspiration, a prophet chant to the future,
Chant which an after-time shall tax of vanity never.
O IN valorous acts thy wondrous glory renewing,
Rich Aemathia's arm, great sire of a goodlier issue,
Hark on a joyous day what prophet-story the sisters 325
Open surely to thee ; and you, what followeth after,
Guide to a long-drawn thread and run with destiny,
spindles.
Soon shall approach, and bear the delight long-wish'd for
of husbands,
Hesper, a bride shall approach in starlight happy
presented,
Softly to sway thy soul in love's completion abiding, 330
Soon in a trance with thee of slumber dreamy to
mingle,
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Making smooth round arms thy clasp'd throat sinewy
pillow.
Trail ye a long-drawn thread and run with destiny,
spindles.
Never hath house closed yet o'er loves so blissful uniting,
Never love so well his children in harmony knitten, 335
So as Thetis agrees, as Peleus bendeth according.
Trail ye a long-drawn thread and run with destiny,
spindles.
You shall a son see born that knows not terror, Achilles,
One whose back no foe, whose front each knoweth in
onset ;
Often a conqueror, he, where feet course swiftly
together, 340
Steps of a fire-fleet doe shall leave in his hurry behind
him.
Trail ye a long-drawn thread and run with destiny,
spindles.
Him to resist in war, no champion hero ariseth,
Then on Phrygian earth when carnage Trojan is
utter'd ;
Then when a long sad strife shall Troy's crown'd city
beleaguer, 345
Waste her a third false heir fromPelops wary descend-
ing.
Trail ye a long-drawn thread and run with destiny,
spindles.