472
	CROXALL'S	TRANSLATION
	When	from	the	stone	leapt	forth	a	spritely	steed,
	And	Neptune	claims	the	city	for	the	deed.	'
	Herself	she	blazons,	with	a.	glitt'ring	spear,
	And	crested	helm	that	veil'd	her	braided	hair,
	With	shield,	and	scaly	breast-plate,	implements
	of	war.
	Struck	with	her	pointed	lance,	the	teeming	earth
	Seeni'd	to	produce	a	new	surprising	birth;
	When,	from.	the	glebe,	the	pledge	of	conquest
	sprung,
	A	tree	pale-green	with	fairest	olives	hung.
	And	then,	lo	let	her	giddy	rival	learn
	What	just	rewards	such	boldness	was	to	earn,
	Four	trials	at	each	corner	had	their	part,
	Design	'd	in	miniature,	and	touch'd	with	art.
	Haemus	in	one,	and	Rhodope	of	Thrace,
	Transform'd	to	mountains,	iill'd	the	foremost
	place;
	Who	claim'd	the	titles	of	the	gods	above,
	And	vainly	us'd	the	epithets	of	Jove.
	Another	show'd,	where	the	Piguiacan	dame,
	Profaning	Juno's	venerable	name,
	Turn'c!	to	an	airy	crane,	descends	from	far,
	And	with	her	pigmy	subjects	wages	war.
	In	a	third	part,	trie	rage	of	Heav'n's	great	queen,
	Display'd	on	proud	Antigone,	was	seen;
	Who	with	presumptuous	boldness	dar'd	to	vie,
	For	beauty,	with	the	empress	of	the	sky.
	Ah!	what	avails	her	ancient	princely	race,
	Her	she	a	king,	and	Troy	her	native	place?
	Now,	to	a	noisy	stork	transformed,	she	flies,
	And	with	her	whiten'd	pinions	cleaves	the	skies.
	And	in	the	last	remaining	part	was	drawn
	Poor	Cinyras,	that	seem'd	to	weep	in	stone	;
	Clasping	the	temple	steps,	he	sadly	mourn'd
	His	lovely	daughters,	now	to	marble	turn'd.
	With	her	own	tree	the	fimsh'd	piece	is	crown'd,
	And	wreaths	of	peaceful	olive	all	the	work	sur
	round.
	Arachnc	drew	the	fam'd	intrigues	of	Jove,
	Cliang'd	to	a	buli,	to	gratify	his	love;
	How	thro'	the	briny	tide	all	foaming	hoar,
	Lovely	Europa	on	his	back	he	bore.
	The	sea	seem'd	waving,	and	the	trembling	maid
	Shrunk	up	her	tender	feet,	as	if	afraid;
	And,	looking	back	o'n	the	forsaken	strand,
	To	her	companions	wafts	her	distant	hand.
	Next	she	design'd	Asteria's	fabled	rape,
	When	Jove	assum'd	a	soaring	eagle's	shape:
	And	show'd	how	Leda	lay	supinely	prcss'd,
	Whilst	the	soft	snowy	swan	sat	hov'ring	o'er	her
	breast.
	How	in	a	satyr's	form	the	god	beguil'd,
	When	fair	Antiope	with	twins	he	fill'd.
	Then,	like	Amphitryon,	but	a	real	Jove,
	In	fair	Alcmena's	arms	he	cool'd	his	love.
	In	fluid	gold	to	Danae's	heart	he	came,
	./Egina	felt	him	in	a	lambent	flame.
	He	took	Mnemosyne	in	shepherd's	make,
	And	for	Deois	was	a	speckled	snake.
	She	made	thee,	Neptune,	like	a	wanton	steer	'
	Pacing	the	meads	for	love	of	Arrie	dear;
	Next	like	a	stream,	thy	burning	flame	to	slake,
	And	like	a	ram,	for	fair	Bisaltis'	sake.
	Then	Ceres	in	a	steed	your	vigour	try'd,
	Nor	cou'd	the	mare	the	yellow	goddess	hide.
	Next,	to	a	fowl	transform'd,	you	won	by	force
	The	snake-hair'd	mother	of	the	winged	horse;
	And	in	a	dolphin's	fishy	form,	subdu'd
	Melafjtho	sweet	beneath	the	oozy	flood.
	All	these	the	maid	with	lively	features	dreir,
	And	open'd	proper	landscapes	to	the	view.
	There	Phoebus,	roving	like	a	country	swain,
	Attunes	his	jolly	pipe	along	the	plain;
	For	lovely	Isse's	sake,	in	shepherd's	weeds
	O'er	pastures	green	his	bleating	flock	he	feeds.
	There	Bacchus,	imaged	like	the	clnst'ring	grape,
	Melting	bedrops	Erigone's	fair	lap;
	And	there	old	Saturn,	stung	with	youthful	heat,
	Fonn'd	like	a	stallion,	rushes	to	the	feat.
	Fresh	flow'rs,	which	twists	of	ivy	intertwine,
	Mingling	a	running	foliage,	close	the	next	design.
	This	the	bright	goddess,	passionately	mov'd,
	With	envy	saw,	yet	inwardly	approv'd,
	The	scene	of	heav'nly	guilt	with	haste	she	tore,
	Nor	longer	the	affront	with	patience	bore;
	A	boxen	shuttle	in	her	hand	she	took,
	And	more	than	once	Arachn6's	forehead	struck.
	Th'	unhappy	maid,	impatient	of	the	wrong,
	Down	from	a	beam	her	injur'd	person	hung;
	When	Pallas,	pitying	her	wretched	state,
	At	once	prevented,	and	pronounc'd	her	fate;
	"	Live;	but	depend,	vile	wretch,''	the	goddess	cry	'd,
	Doom'd	in	suspense	for	ever	to	be	ty'd	;
	That	all	your	race,	to	utmost	date	of	time,
	May	feel	the	vengeance,	and	detest	the	crime.'*
	Then,	going	off,	she	sprinkled	her	with	juice,
	Which	leaves	of	baneful	aconite	produce.
	Tonch'd	with	the	pois'nous	drug,	her	flowing	hair
	Fell	to	the	ground,	and	left	her	temples	bare;
	Her	usual	features	vanish'd	from	their	place,
	Her	body	lessen'd	all,	but	most	her	face.
	Her	slender	fingers,	hanging	on	each	side
	With	many	joints,	the	use	of	legs	supply'd,
	A	spider's	bag	the	rest,	from	which	she	gives
	A	thread,	and	stiil	by	constant	weaving	lives.
	THE	STORY	OF	NIOBE.
	SWIFT	thro'	the	Phrygian	towns	the	rumour
	flies,	[ploys:
	And	the	strange	news	each	female	tongue	em-
	Niobe,	who	before	she	married	knew
	The	famous	nymph,	now	found	the	story	true;
	Yet,	unreclaim'd	by	poor	Arachne's	fate,
	Vainly	above	the	gods	assum'd	a	state.
	Her	husband's	fame,	their	family's	descent,
	Their	pow'r,	and	rich	dominion's	wide	extent,
	Might	well	have	justify'd	a	decent	pride	;
	But	not	on	these	alone	the	dame	rely'd:
	Her	lovely	progeny	that	far	excell'd,
	The	mother's	heart	with	vain	ambition	swell'd:
	The	happiest	mother	not	unjustly	styl'd,
	Had	no	conceited	thoughts	her	toxv'ring	fancy
	fill'd.
	For	once	a	prophetess,	with	zeal	inspir'd,
	Their	slow	neglect	to	warm	devotion	fir'd;
	Thro	5	ev'ry	street	of	Thebes	who	ran	possess'd,
	And	thus	in	accents	wild	her	charge	express'd:
	"	Haste,	haste,	ye	Theban	matrons,	and	adore,
	With	hallow'd	rites,	Latona's	mighty	pow'r;
	And	to	the	heav'nly	twins	that	from	her	spring,^
	With	laurel	crown'd,	your	smoking	incense	bring.**
	Straight	the	great	summons	ev'ry	dame	obey'd,
	And	due	submission	to	the	goddess	paid:
	Graceful,	with	laurel	chaplets	dress'd	they	came,
	And	offer'd	incense	in	the	sacred	flame.
	Meanwhile,	surrounded	with	a	courtly	guard,
	The	royal	Niobe	in	state	appev.v'd	;
	Attir'd	in	robes	embroider'd	o'er	with	gold,
	And	mad	with	rage,	yet	lovely	to	behold	:


OF	OVID'S	METAMORPHOSES.	BOOK	VI.	4?b
	That	soon,	conjoin'd,	and	in	a	body	rang'd,
	Sprung	from	the	ground,	to	limpid	water	chang'd;
	Which,	down	through	Phrygia's	rocks,	a	mighty
	stream,	[name.
	Comes	tumbling	to	the	sea,	and	Marsya	is	its
	Yet	still	I	a>k,	and	as	a	favour	crave,
	That	which,	a	public	bounty,	Nature	gave.
	Nor	do	1	seek	my	weary	limbs	to	drench;
	Only,	with	one	cool	draught,	my	thirst	I'd	quench.
	Now	fiom	my	throat	the	usual	moisture	dries,
	And	ev'n	my	voice	in	broken	accents	dies:
	One	draught	as	dear	as	lite	I	should	esteem,
	And	water,	now	I	thirst,	would	nectar	seem:
	Oh	!	let	my	little	babes	your	pity	move,
	And	melt	your	hearts	to	charitable	love;
	They	(as	by	chance	they	did)	extend	to	you
	Their	little	hands,	and	my	request	pursue.'	[due,
	"	Whom	would	these	soft	persuasions	not	sub-
	Though	the	most	rustic	and	uumanner'd	crew?
	Yet	they	the	goddess's	request	refuse,
	And	with	rude	words	reproachfully	abuse:
	Nay	more,	with	spiteful	feet	the	villains	trod
	O'tr	the	soft	bottom	of	the	marshy	flood,
	And	biacken'd	all	the	lake	with	clouds	of	rising
	mud.
	"	Her	thirst	by	indignation	was	suppress'd	;
	Bent	on	revenge,	the	goddess	stood	confc-ss'd.
	Her	suppliant	hands	uplifting	to	the	skies,
	For	a	rodress	to	Heav'n	she	now	applies.
	And,	'	May	you	live,'	she	passionately	cry'd,
	'	Dooin'd	in	that	pool	for	ever	to	abide.'
	"	The	goddess	has	her	wish	;	for	now	they	choose
	To	plunge,	and	dive	among	the	watry	ooze;
	Sometimes	they	show	their	head	above	the	brim,
	And	on	the	glassy	surface	spread	to	swim;
	Often	upon	the	bank	their	station	take,
	Then	spring,	and	leap	into	the	cooly	lake.
	Still,	void	of	shame,	they	lead	a	clam'rous	life,
	And,	croaking,	still	scold	on	in	endless	strife;
	Compeil'd	to	live	beneath	the	liquid	stream,
	Where	still	they	quarrel,	and	attempt	to	scream.
	Now,	from	their	bloated	throat,	their	voice	puts
	Imperfect	murmurs	in	a	hoarser	tone;	[on
	Their	noisy	jaws,	with	bawling	now	grown	wide,
	An	ugly	sight!	extend	on	either	side:
	Their	motley	back,	streak'd	with	a	list	of	green,
	Join'd	to	their	bead,	without	a	neck	is	seen	;
	And,	with	a	belly	broad	and	white,	they	look
	Mere	frogs,	and	still	frequent	the	muddy	brook.''
	THE	FATE	OF	MARSYAS.
	SCARCE	bad	the	man	this	famous	story	told,
	Of	vengeance	on	the	Lycians	shown	of	old,
	When	straight	another	pictures	to	their	view
	The	Satyr's	fate,	whom	angry	Phoebus	slew;
	Who,	rais'd	with	high	conceit,	and	puff'd	with
	At	his	own	pipe	the	skilful	god	defy'd.	[pride,
	"	Why	do	you	tear	me	from	myself,"	he	cries?
	"	Ah	cruel!	must	my	skin	be	made	the	prize?
	"	This	for	a	silly	pipe?''	he	roaring	said,
	Meanwhile	the	skin	from	off	his	limbs	was
	flay'd.
	All	bare,	and	raw,	one	large	continu'd	wound,
	With	streams	of	blood	his	body	bath'd	the	ground.
	The	blueish	veins	their	trembling	pulse	disclos'd,
	The	stringy	nerves	lay	naked,	and	expos'd	;
	His	guts	appear'd,	distinctly	each	express'd,
	With	ev'ry	shining	fibre	of	his	breast
	The	fauns,	and	sylvans,	with	the	nymphs
	that	rove
	Among	the	satyrs	in	the	shady	grove;
	Olympus,	known	of	old,	and	ev'ry	swain
	That	fed	or	flock	or	herd	upon	the	plain,
	Uewail'd	the	loss;	and	with	their	tears	that	flow'd,
	4	kindly	moisture	on	the	earth	besfow'd;
	THE	STORY	OF	PELOPS.
	FROM	these	relations	straight	the	people	turn.
	To	present	truths,	and	lost	Amphion	mourn:
	The	mother	most	was	blam'd,	yet	some	relate
	That	Pelops	pity'd,	and	bewaiPd	her	fate,
	And	stript	his	clothes,	and	laid	his	shoulder	bare,
	And	made	the	iv'ry	miracle	appear.
	This	shoulder,	from	the	first,	was	form'd	of	flesh,
	As	lively	as	the	other,	and	as	fresh;
	But,	when	the	youth	was	by	his	father	slain,
	The	gods	restor'd	his	mangled	limbs	again;
	Only	that	place	which	joins	the	neck	and	arm,
	The	rest	untouch'd,	was	found	to	suffer	harm	:
	The	loss	of	which	an	iv'ry	piece	sustain'd;
	And	thus	the	youth	his	limbs	and	life	regain'd.
	THE	STORY	OF	TERKUS,	PROCNE,	AND
	PHILOMELA.
	To	Thebes	the	neighb'ring	princes	all	repair,
	And	with	condolence	the	misfortune	share.
	Each	bo	rd'	ring	state	in	solemn	form	address'd,
	And	each	betimes	a	friendly	grief	express'd.
	Argos,	with	Sparta's	and	Mycenae's	towns,
	And	Calydon,	yet	free	from	fierce	Diana's	frowns:
	Corinth	for	finest	brass	well	fam'd	of	old,
	Orchomenos	for	men	of	courage	bold:
	Cleonae	lying	in	the	lowly	dale,
	And	rich	JVlesscne	with	its	fertile	vale:
	Pylos,	for	Nestor's	city	after	fam'd,
	Ami	Trcezen,	not	as	yet	from	Pitheus	nam'd	:
	And	those	fair	cities,	which	are	hemm'd	around
	By	double	seas	within	the	Isthmian	ground;
	And	those,	which	farther	from	the	sea-coast	stand,
	Lodg'd	in	the	bosom	of	the	spacious	land.
	Who	can	believe	it	?	Athens	was	the	last:
	Though	for	politeness	fam'd	for	ages	past.
	For	a	strait	siege,	which	then	their	walls	en-
	Such	acts	of	kind	humanity	oppos'd:	[clos'd,
	And	thick	with	ships,	from	foreign	nations	bound.
	Seaward	their	city	lay	invested	round.
	These,	with	auxiliar	forces	led	from	far,
	Tereus	of	Thrace,	brave,	and	inur'd	to	war,
	Had	quite	defeated,	and	obtain'd	a	name,
	The	warrior's'	due,	among	the	sons	of	Fame.
	This,	with	his	wealih,	andpow'r,	and	ancient	line,
	From	Mars	deriv'd,	Pandion's	thoughts	incline
	His	daughter	Procne	with	the	prince	to	join.
	Nor	Hymen,	nor	the	Graces	here	preside,
	Nor	Juno	to	befriend	the	blooming	bride;
	But	fiends	with	fun'ral	brands	the	process	led,
	And	furies	waited	at	the	genial	bed	:
	And	all	night	long	the	screeching	owl	aloof,
	With	baleful	notes,	sat	brooding	o'er	the	foof.
	With	such	ill	omens	was	the	match	begun,
	That	made	them	parents	of	a	hopeful	son.
	Now	Thrace	congratulates	their	seeming	joy,
	And	they,	in	thankful	rites,	their	minds	em
	ploy.
	If	the	fair	queen's	espousals	pleas'd	before,
	Itys,	the	new-born	prince,	now	pkases	more;
	And	each	bright	day,	the	birth	and	bridal	feast,
	Were	kept	with	hallovv'd	pomp	above	the	rest.
	So	far	true	happiness	may	lieconceal'd,
	When	by	false	lights	we	fancy	'tis	reveal'd.'


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	CROXALL/S,	DRYDEN'S,	AND	VERNON'S	TRANSLATION
	Fair	Leda's	twins	(in	time	to	stars	decreed)
	One	fought	on	foot,	one	curb'd	the	fiery	steed;
	Then	issn'd	forth	fam'd	Jason	after	these,
	Who	mann'd	the	foremost	ship	that	sail'd	the
	seas	;
	Then	Theseus	join'd	with	bold	Pirithous	came	3
	A	single	concord	in	a	double	name	;
	The	Thestian	sons,	Idas	who	swiftly	ran,
	And	Ceneus,	once	a	woman,	DOW	a	man.
	Lynceus,	with	eagle's	eyes,	and	lion's	heart;
	Leu'cippus,	with	his	never-erring	dart:
	Acastus,	Phileus,	Phoenix,	Telamon,
	Echion,	Lelix,	and	Eurytiun,
	Achilles'	father,	and	great	Phocus'	son	;
	Dryasthe	fierce,	and	Hippasus	the	strong:
	With	twice-old	Tolas,	and	Nestor	then	but	young.
	Laertes	active,	and	Ancoeus	bold;
	IVIopsus	the	sage,	who	future	things	foretold;
	And	t'other	seer,	yet	by	his	wife	l	unsold.
	A	thousand	others	of	immortal	fame	;
	Among	the	rest,	fair	Atalanta	came,
	Grace	of	the	woods;	a	diamond	buckle	bound
	Her	vest	behind,	that	else	had	flow'd	upon	the
	ground,
	And	show'd	herbuskin'd	legs;	her	head	was	bare,
	Hut	for	her	native	ornament	of	hair;
	Which	in	a	simple	knot	was	ty'd	above,
	Sweet	negligence	!	unheeded	bait	of	love!
	Her	sounding	quiver	on	her	shoulder	ty'd,
	One	hand	a	dart,	and	one	a	bow	supply'd.
	Such	was	her	face,	as	in	a	nymph	display'd
	A	fair	fierce	boy,	or	in	a	boy	betray'd
	The	blushing	beauties	of	a	modest	maid.
	The	Caledonian	chief	at	once	the	dame
	jleheld,	at	once	his	heart	receiv'd	the	fiame,
	With	Heav'ns	averse.	"	O	happy	youth,"	he
	cry'd,
	'<	For	whom	thy	fatrs	reserve	so	fair	a	bride	!"
	He	sigh'd,	and	had	no	leisure	more	to	*ayj
	His	honour	call'd	his	eyes	another	way,
	And	forc'd	him	to	pursue	the	now-neglected	prey.
	There	stood	a	forest	on	a	mountain's	brow,
	Which	over-look'd	the	shaded	plains	below.
	ISo	sounding	axe	presum'd	those	trees	to	bite	;
	Coeval	with	the	world,	a	venerable	sight.
	The	heroes	there	arriv'd,	some	spread	around
	The	toil;	some	search	the	footsteps	on	the	ground:
	Some	from	the	chains	the	faithful	dogs	unbound.
	Of	action	eager,	and	intent	in	thought,
	The	chiefs	their	honourable	danger	sought.
	A	valley	stood	below;	the	common	drain
	Of	waters	from	above,	and	falling	rain:
	The	bottom	was	a	moist,	and	marshy	ground,
	Whose	edges	were	with	bending	osiers	crown'd.
	The	knotty	bulrush	next	in	order	stood,
	And	all	within	of	reeds	a	trembling	wood.
	From	hence	the	boar	was	rous'd,	and	sprung
	amain,
	Like	lightning	sudden,	on	the	warrior	train;
	Beats	down	the	trees	before	him,	shakes	the	ground.
	The	forest	echoes	to	the	crackling	sound;
	Shout	the	fierce	youth,	and	clamours	ring	around.
	All	stood	with	their	protended	spears	prepar'd,
	With	broad	steel	heads	the	brandish'd	weapons
	glar'cl.
	The	beast	impetuous	with	his	tusks	aside
	Deals	glancing	wounds;	the	fearful	dogs	divide:
	All	spend	their	mouths	aloof,	but	none	abide.
	1	-Amphiaraws,
	Echion	threw	the	first,	but	miss'd	his	mark,
	And	stuck	his	boar-spear	on	a	maple's,	bark.
	Then	.lason;	and	his	javelin	seem'd	to	take,
	But	fail'd	with	over-force,	and	wbizz'd	above	bi*
	back.
	Mopsus	was	next;	but	ere	he	threw,	address'd
	To	Phoebus	thus:	"	O	patron,	help	thy	priest:
	If	I	adore,	and	ever	have	ador'd
	Thy	pow'r	divine,	thy	present	aid	afford	;
	That	I	may	reach	the	beast:"	The	god	allow'd
	Hiii	pray'r,	and,	smiling,	gave	him	what	he	could:
	He	reach'd	the	savage,	but	no	blood	he	drew	:
	Dian	unarm'd	the	javelin,	as	it	flew.
	This	chaf	'd	the	boar,	his	nostrils	flames	expire,
	And	his	red	eye-balls	roll	with	living	fire.
	Wbiri'd	from	a	sling,	or	from	an	engine	thrown,
	Amid	her	foes,	so	flies	a	mighty	stone,
	As	flew	the	beast	:	the	left	wing	put	to	flight,
	The	chiefs	o'er-born,	he	rushes	on	the	right.
	Empalamos	and	Pelagon	he	laid	[aid.
	In	dust,	and	next	to	death,	but	for	their	fellows*
	Onesimns	far'tl	worse,	prepav'd	to	fly,
	The	fatal	fang	drove	deep	within	his	thigh,
	And	cut	the	nerves:	the	nerves	no	more	sustain
	The	bulk;	th;	1	bulk	unpropp'd,	falls	headlong	on
	the	plain.
	Nestor	had	fail'd	the	fall	of	Troy	to	see,
	But	leaning	on	his	lance,	he	vaulted	on	a	tree;
	Then	gath'ring	up	his	feet,	look'd	down	with	fear,
	And	thought	his	monstrous	foe	was	still	too	near.
	Against	a	stump	his	trunk	the	monster	grinds,
	And	in	the	sharpen'd	edge	new	vigour	finds;
	Then,	trusting	to	his	arms,	young	Othrys	found,
	And	ranch'd	his	hips	with	one	continu'd	wound.
	Now	Leda's	twins,	the	future	stars,	appear;
	White	were	their	habits,	white	their	horses	were	:
	Conspicuous	both,	and	both	in	act	to	throw,
	Their	trembling	lances	brandish'd	at	the	foe	:
	Nor	had	they	miss'd,	but	he	to	thickets	fled,
	Conceal'd	from	aiming	spears,	not	pervious	to	the
	steed.
	But	Telamon	rush'd	in,	and	happ'd	to	meet
	A	rising	root,	that	held	his	fasten'd	feet;
	So	down	he	fell,	whom,	sprawling	on	the	ground,
	Hi?	brother	from	the	wooden	gyves	unbound.
	Meantime	the	virgin-huntress	was	not	slow
	T*	expel	the	shaft	from	her	contracted	bow	:
	Beneath	his	ear	the	fasten'd	arrow	stood,
	And	from	the	wound	appear'd	the	trickling	blood*
	She	blush'd	for	joy:	but	Mcleagrus	rais'd
	His	voice	with	loud	applause,	and	the	fair	archer
	prais'd.
	He	was	the	first	to	see,	and	first	to	show
	His	friends	the	mark	of	the	successful	blow.
	"	Nor	shall	thy	valour	want	the	praises	due,'*
	He	said;	a	virtuous	envy	seiz'd	the	crew.
	They	shout	;	the	shouting	animates	their	hearts.
	And	all	at	once	employ	their	thronging	darts:
	But	out	of	order	thrown,	in	air	the}'	join,
	And	multitude	makes	frustrate	the	design.
	With	both	his	hands	the	proud	Ancaeus	takes,
	And	flourishes,	his	double-biting	axe	:
	Then,	forward	to	his	fate/he	took	astride
	Before	the	rest,	and	to	his	fellows	cry'd,
	"	Give	place,	and	mark	the	diff'rence,	if	you	"cans.
	Between	a	woman	warrior,	and	a	man.
	The	boar	is	doom'd	;	nor	though	Diana	lend
	Her	aid,	Diana	can	her	beast	defend."
	Thus	boasted	he;	then	stretch'd,	on	tiptoe	stood,
	Secure	to	make	his	em^ty	promise	good.
	/


OF	OVID'S	METAMORPHOSES.	BOOK	VIII.
	497
	And	ofFring	fresher	up,	with	pious	pray'r,
	*	The	good,'	said	I,	'	are	God's	peculiar	care,
	And	such	as	honour	Heav'n,	shall	heav'nly	honour
	share.	5	'
	Continued	by	Mr.	Vernon.
	THE	CHANGE	OF	PROTEUS.
	HE	ceas'd	in	his	relation	to	proceed,
	Whilst	all	admir'd	the	author,	and	the	deed;
	But	Theseus	most,	inquisitive	to	know
	From	gods	what	wondrous	alterations	grow.
	Whom	thus	the	Calydonian	stream	address'd,
	Rais'd	high	to	speak,	the	couch	his	elbow	press'd.
	"	Some,	when	transform	*d,	fixin	thelasting	change;
	Some,	with	more	right,	through	various	figures
	range.
	Proteus,	thus	large	thy	privilege	was	found,
	Thou	inmate	of	the	seas,	which	earth	surround.
	Sometimes	a	blooming	youth	you	grac'd	the	shore	;
	Oft	a	fierce	lion,	or	a	furious	boar:
	With	glist'rin-	spires	now	seem'd	an	hissing'snake,
	The	bold	would	tremble	in	his	hands	to	take:
	With	horns	assum'd	a	bull;	sometimes	you	prov'd
	A	tree	by	roots,	a	stone	by	weight	unmoved	:
	Sometimes	two	wav'ring	contraries	became,
	Flow'd	down	in	water,	or	aspir'd	in	flame.
	THE	STOR\	OF	ERISICHTHON.
	"	IN	various	shapes	thus	to	deceive	the	eyes,
	Without	a	settled	stint	of	her	disguise,
	Rash	E-.	isiehthon's	daughter	had	the	povv'r,
	And	brought	it	to	Autolycus	in	dow'r.
	Her	atheist	sire	the	slighted	gods	defy'd,
	And	ritual	honours	to	their	shrines	deny'd.
	As	fame	reports,	his	hand	an	ax	sustain'd,
	Which	Ceres'	consecrated	grove	prophan'd;
	Which	durst	the	venerable	gloom	invade,
	And	violate	with	light	the	awful	shade.
	An	ancient	oak	in	the	dark	centre	stood,
	The	covert's	glory,.	and	itself	a	wood;
	Garlands	embrac'd	its	shaft,	and	from	the	boughs
	Hung	tablets,	monuments	of	prosp'rous	vows.
	In	the	cool	dusk	its	unpierc'd	verdure	spread,
	The	Dryads	oft	their	hallow'd	dances	led;
	And	oft,	when	round	their	gaging	arms	they	cast,
	Full	fifteen	ells	it	measur'din	the	waist:
	In	height	all	under-standards	did	surpass,
	As	they	aspir'd	above	the	humbler	grass,	[strain,
	"	These	motives,	which	would	gentler	minds	re-
	Could	not	make	Triope'sbold	son	abstain;
	He	sternly	charg'd	his	slaves	with	strict	decree,
	To	fell	with	gashing	steel	the	sacred	tree.
	But	whilst	they,	ling'ring,	his	commands	delay'd,
	He	snatch'd	an	ax,	and	thus	blaspheming	said;
	'	Was	this	no	oak,	nor	Ceres'	favourite	care,
	But	Ceres'	self,	this	arm,	unaw'd,	should	dare
	,	Its	leafy	honours	in	the	dust	to	spread,
	And	level	with	the	earth	its	airy	head.'
	He	spoke,	and	as	he	pois'd	a	slanting	stroke,
	[Sighs	heav'd,	andtremblings	shook	the	frighted	oak;
	Its	leaves	look'd	sickly,	pale	its	acorns	grew,
	And	its	long	branches	sweat	a	chilly	dew.
	But	when	his	impious	hand	a	wound	bestow'd,
	Blood	from	the	mangled	bark	in	currents	flow'd.
	When	a	devoted	bull	of	mighty	size,
	A	sinning	nation's	grand	atonement,	dies;
	With	such	a	plenty	from	the	spouting	veins,
	A	crimson	stream	the	turfy	altars	stains.
	"	The	wonder	all	amaz'd	;	yet	one	more	bold,
	The	fact	dissuading,	strove	his	ax	te	hold.
	VOL.	XX.
	But	the	Thessalian,	obstinately	bent,
	Too	proud	to	change,	too	harden'd	to	repent,
	On	his	kind	monitor	his	eyes,	which	burn'd
	With	rage,	and	with	his	eyes	his	weapon	turn'dj
	*	Take	the	reward,'	says	he,	'	of	pious	dread	:*
	Then	with	a	blow	lopp'd	off	his	parted	head.
	No	longer	check'd,	the	wretch	his	crime	pursu'd,
	Doubled	his	strokes,	and	sacrilege	renew'd;
	When	from	the	groaning	trunk	a	voice	was	heard,
	1	A	Dryad	I,	by	Ceres'	love	preferr'd,
	Within	the	circle	of	this	clasping	rind
	Coeval	grew,	and	now	in	ruin	join'd;
	But	instant	vengeance	shall	thy	sin	pursue,
	And	death	is	cheer'd	with	this	prophetic	view.'
	"	At	last	the	oak	with	cords	enforc'd	to	bow,
	Strain'dfrom	the	top,	and	sap'd	with	wounds	below,
	The	humbler	wood,	partaker	of	its	fate,
	Crush	'd	with	its	fall,	and	shiver'd	with	its	weight.
	"	The	grove	destroy'd,	the	sister	Dryads	moan,
	Griev'd	at	its	loss,	and	frighted	at	their	own	:
	Straight,	suppliants	for	revenge,	to	Ceres	go,
	In	sable	weeds	expressive	of	their	woe.
	"	The	beauteous	goddess	with	a	graceful	air
	Bow'd	in	consent	and	nodded	to	their	pray'r.
	The	awful	motion	shook	the	fruitful	ground,
	And	wav'd	the	fields	with	golden	harvests	crown'd.
	Soon	she	contriv'd	in	her	projecting	mind
	A	plague	severe,	and	piteous	in	its	kind,
	(If	plagues	for	crimes	of	such	presumptuous	height
	Could	pity	in	the	softest	breast	create.)
	With	pinching	want,	and	hunger's	keenest	smart,
	To	tear	his	vitals,	and	corrode	his	heart.
	But	since	her	near	approach	by	fate's	deny'd
	To	Famine,	and	broad	climes	their	pow'rs	divide,
	A	nymph,	the	mountain's	ranger,	she	address'd,
	And	thus	resolv'd,	her	high	commands	expressM.
	THE	DESCRIPTION	OF	FAMINE.
	"WHERE	frozen	Scythia's	utmost	bound	is
	A	desert	lies,	a	melancholy	waste	:	[plac'd,
	In	yellow	crops	there	nature	never	smil'd,
	No	fruitful	tree	to	shade	the	barren	wild.
	There	sluggish	cold	its	icy	station	makes,
	There	paleness,	frights,	and	anguish	trembling
	shakes.
	Of	pining	famine	this	the	fated	seat,
	To	whom	my	orders	in	these	words	repeat:
	Bid	her	this	miscreant	with	her	sharpest	pains
	Chastise,	and	sheath	herself	into	his	veins;
	Be	unsubdu'd	by	plenty's	baffled	store,
	Reject	my	empire,	and	defeat	my	pow'r.
	And	lesi	the	distance,	and	the	tedious	way,
	Should	with	the	toil,	and	long	fatigue	dismay,
	Ascend	my	chariot,	and	convey'd	on	high,
	Guide	the	rein'd	dragons	through	the	parting	sky.
	"	The	nymph,	accepting	of	the	granted	car,
	Sprung	to	the.	seat,	and	posted	through	the	air;
	Nor	stopp'd	till	she	to	a	bleak	mountain	came
	Of	wondrous	height,	and	Caucasus	its	name.
	There	in	a	stony	field	the	fiend	she	found,
	Herbs	gnawing,	and	roots	scratching	from	the
	ground.
	Her	elfelock	hair	in	matted	tresses	grew,
	Stink	were	her	eyes,	and	pale	her	ghastly	hue,
	Wan	were	her	lips,	and	foul	with	clammy	dew.
	Her	throat	was	furr'd,	her	guts	appear'd	within
	With	snaky	crawlings	through	her	parchment	skin.
	Her	jutting	hips	seein'd	starting	from	their	place,
	And	for	a	belly	was	a	belly's	space.
	K	K


OF	OVID'S	METAMORPHOSES.	BOOK	XI.
	517
	The	hoary	drunkard	had	forgot	his	way,
	And	to	the	Phrygian	clowns	became	a	prey;
	Who	to	king	Midas	drag	the	captive	god,
	While	on	his	totty	pate	the	wreaths	of	ivy	nod.
	Midas	from	Orpheus	had	been	taught	his	lore,
	And	knew	the	rites	of	Bacchus	long-	before.
	He,	when	he	saw	his	venerable	guest,
	In	honour	of	the	god	ordain'd	a	feast.
	Ten	days	in	course,	with	each	continu'd	night,
	Were	spent	in	genial	mirth,	and	brisk	delight:
	Then	on	th'	eleventh,	when	with	brighter	ray
	Phosphor	had	chas'd	the	fading	stars	away,
	The	king	through	Lydia's	fields	young	Bacchus
	sought,
	And	to	the	god	his	foster-father	brought.
	Pleas'd	with	the	welcome	sight,	he	bids	him	soon
	But	name	his	wish,	and	swears	to	grant	the	boon.
	A	glorious	offer!	yet	but	ill	bestow'd
	On	him	whose	choice	so	little	judgment	show'd.
	11	Give	me,"	says	he,	(nor	thought	he	ask'd	too
	much)
	'*	That	with	my	body	whatsoe'er	I	touch,
	Chang'd	from	the	nature	which	it	held	of	old,
	May	be	converted	into	yellow	gold."
	He	had	his	wish;	but	yet	the	god	repin'd,
	To	think	the	fool	no	better	wish	could	find.
	But	the	brave	king	departed	from	the	place,
	With	smiles	of	gladness	sparkling	in	his	face:
	Nor	could	contain,	but,	as	he	took	his	way,
	Impatient	longs	to	make	the	first	essay.
	Down	from	a	lowly	branch	a	twig	he	drew,
	The	twig	straight	glitter'd	with	a	golden	hue:
	lie	takes	a	stone,	the	stone	was	turn'd	to	gold;
	A	clod	he	touches,	and	the	crumbling	mould
	Acknowledged	soon	the	great	transforming	pow'r,
	In	weight	and	substance	like	a	mass	of	ore.
	He	pluck'd	the	corn,	and	straight	his	grasp	appears
	Fill'd	with	a	bending	tuft	of	golden	ears.
	An	apple	next	he	takes,	and	seems	to	hold
	The	bright	Hesperian	vegetable	gold.
	His	hand	he	careless	on	a	pillar	lays,
	With	shining	gold	the	fluted	pillars	blaze:
	And	while	he	washes,	as	the	servants	pour,
	Hi's	touch	converts	the	stream	to	Dauae's	show'r.
	To	see	these	miracles	so	finely	wrought,
	Fires	with	transporting	joy	his	giddy	thought.
	The	ready	slaves	prepare	a	sumptuous	board,
	Spread	with	rich	dainties	for	their	happy	lord;
	Whose	pow'rful	hands	the	bread	no	sooner	hold,
	But	its	whole	substance	is	transform'd	to	gold:
	Up	to	his	mouth	he	lifts	the	sav'ry	meat,
	Which	turns	to	gold	as	he	attempts	to	eat:
	His	patron's	noble	juice	of	purple	hue,
	Touch'd	by	his	lips,	a	gilded	cordial	gre\v:
	Unfit	for	drink,	and	wondrous	to	behold,
	It	trickles	from	his	jaws	a	fluid	gold.
	The	rich	poor	fool,	confounded	with	surprise,
	Starving	in	all	his	various	plenty	lies	:
	Sick	of	his	wish,	he	now	detests	the	pow'r,
	For	which	he	ask'd	so	earnestly	before	;
	Amidst	his	gold	with	pinching	famine	curst.
	And	justly	tortur'd	with	an	equal	thirst.
	At	last	his	shining	arms	to	Heav'n	he	rears,
	And	in	distress,	for	refuge,	flies	to	pray'rs.
	"	O	father	Bacchus,	I	have	sinn'd,"	he	cry'd,
	"	And	foolishly	thy	gracious	gift	apply'd	;
	Thy	pity	now,	repenting,	I	implore	;
	Oh	!	may	I	feel	the	golden	plague	no	more,	1	'
	The	hungry	wretch,	his	folly	thus	contest,
	Touch'd	the	kind	cteity's	good-natwr'd	breast;
	The	gentle	god	annulPd	his	first	decree,
	And	from	the	cruel	compact	set	him	free.
	But	then,	to	cleanse	him	quite	from	further	harm,
	And	to	dilute	the	relics	ot	the	charm,
	He	bids	him	seek	the	stream	that	cuts	the	land
	Nigh	where	the	tow'rs	of	Lydiau	Sardis	stand	j
	Then	trace	the	river	to	the	fountain	head,
	And	meet	it	rising	from	its	rocky	bed	;
	There,	as	the	bubbling	tide	pours	forth	amain,
	To	plunge	his	body	in,	and	wash	away	the	stain.
	The	king	instructed	to	the	fount	retires,
	But	with	the	golden	charm	the	stream	inspires	:
	For	while	this	quality	the	man	forsakes,
	An	equal	pow'r	the	limpid	water	takes	;
	Informs	with	veins	of	gold	the	neighb'ring	land,
	And	glides	along	a	bed	of	golden	sand.
	Now	loathing	wealth,	th'	occasion	of	his	woes,
	Far	in	the	woods	he	sought	a	calm	repose	;
	In	caves	and	grottos,	where	the	nymphs	resort,
	And	keep	with	mountain	Pan	their	sylvan	court.
	Ah	!	had	he	left	his	stupid	soul	behind	!
	But	his	condition	alter'd	not	his	mind.
	For	where	high	Tmolus	rears	his	shady	brow,
	And	from	his	cliffs	surveys	the	seas	below,
	In	his	descent,	by	Sardis	bounded	here,
	By	the	small	confines	of	Hypaepa	there,
	Pan	to	the	nymphs	his	frolic	ditties	play'd,
	Tuning	his	reeds	beneath	the	chequer'd	shade.
	The	nymphs	are	pleas'd,	the	boasting	sylvanplays,.
	And	speaks	with	slight	of	great	Apollo's	lays.
	Tmolus	was	arbiter;	the	boaster	still
	Accepts	the	trial	with	unequal	skill.
	The	venerable	judge	was	seated	high
	On	his	own	hill,	that	seem'd	to	touch	the	sky.
	Above	the	whisp'ring	trees	his	head	he	rears,
	From	their	encumb'ring	boughs	to	free	his	ears	;
	A	wreath	of	oak	alone	his	temples	bound,
	The	pendant	acorns	loosely	dangled	round.
	"	In	me	your	judge,*'	says	he,	"	there's	no	delay	:^
	Then	bids	the	goatherd	god	begin,	avid	play.
	Pan	tun'd	the	pipe,	and	with	his	rural	song
	Pleas'd	the	low	taste	of	all	the	vulgar	throng;
	Such	songs	a	vulgar	judgment	mostly	please,
	Midas	was	there,	and	Midas	judg'd	with	these.
	The	mountain	sire	with	grave	deportment	notf	.
	To	Phoebus	turns	his	venerable	brow	:
	And,	as	he	turns,	with	him	the	listening	wood
	In	the	same	posture	of	attention	stood.
	The	god	his	own	Parnassian	laurel	crovvn'd,
	And	in	a	wreath	his	golden	tresses	bound,
	Graceful	his	purple	mantle	swept	the	ground.
	High	on	the	left	his	iv'ry	lute	he	rais'd,
	The	lute,	emboss'd	with	glitt'ring	jewels,	blaz'd.
	In	his	right	hand	he	nicely	held	the	quill,
	His	easy	posture	spoke	a	master's	skill.
	The	strings	he	touch'd	with	more	than	human	art,
	Which	pleas'd	the	judge's	ear,	and	sooth'd	his
	heart	;
	Who	soon	judiciously	the	palm	decreed,
	And	to	the	lute	postpon'd	the	squeaking	reed.
	All,	with	applause,	the	rightful	sentence	heard,
	Midas	alone	dissatisfied	appear'd,
	To	him	unjustly	giv'n	the	judgment	seems,
	For	Pan's	barbaric	notes	he	most	esteems.
	The	lyric	god,	who	thought	his	untun'd	ear
	Deserv'd	but	ill	a	human	form	to	wear,
	Of	that	deprives	him,	and	supplies	the	place
	With	some	more	fit,	and	of	an	ampler	spaces
	Fix'd	on	his	noddle	an	unseemly	pair,
	Flagging,	aud	large,	and	full	of	wliitifrh	hairs


OF	OVID'S	METAMORPHOSES.	BOOK	XII.
	The	troubled	air	with	empty	sounds	they	beat,
	Intent	to	hear,	and	eager	to	repeat.
	JErrour	sits	brooding	there,	with	added	train
	Of	vain	credulit)^	and	joys	as	vain	:
	Suspicion,	with	sedition	join'd,	are	near,
	And	rumours	rais'd,	and	murmurs	mix'd,	and	pa-,
	nic	fear.
	Fame	sits	aloft,	and	sees	the	subject	ground,
	And	seas	about,	and	skies	above;	inquiring	all
	around.
	The	goddess	gives	th'	alarm	;	and	soon	is	known
	The	Grecian	fleet	descending	on	the	town.
	Fix'd	on	defence,	the	Trojans	are	not	slow
	To	guard	their	shore	from	an	expected	foe.
	They	meet	in	fight	:	by	Hector's	fatal	hand
	Protesilaus	falls,	and	bites	the	strand
	Which	with	expense	of	blood	the	Grecians	won,
	And	prov'd	the	strength	unknown	of	Priam's	son	;
	And	to	their	cost	the	Trojan	leaders	felt
	The	Grecian	heroes	;	and	what	deaths	they	dealt
	THE	STORY	OF	CYGNUS.
	FROM	these	first	onsets,	the	Sigjean	shore
	Was	strew'd	with	carcases,	and	stain'd	with	gore:
	Neptunian	Cygnus	troops	of	Greeks	had	slain;
	Achilles	in	his	car	had	scour'd	the	plain,
	And	clear'd	the	Trojan	ranks:	where'er	he	fought,
	Cygnus,	or	Hector,	through	the	fields	he	sought	:
	Cygnus	he	found;	on	him	his	force	essay'd	:
	For	Hector	was	to	the	tenth	year	delay'd.
	His	white-maned	steeds,	that	bow'd	bei-eath	the
	yoke,
	He	eheer'd	to	courage,	with	a	gentle	stroke	;
	Then	urg'd	his	fiery	chariot	on	the	foe	;
	And	rising	shook	his	lance,	in	act	to	throw.
	But	first	he	cry'd,	"	O	youth,	be	proud	to	bear
	Thy	death,	ennobled	by	Pelides'	spear."
	The	lance	pursu'd	the	voice	without	delay,
	Nor	did	the	whizzing	weapon	miss	the	way	j
	But	pierc'd	his	cuirass,	with	such	fury	sent,
	And	sign'd	his	bosom	with	a	purple	dint.
	At	this	the	seed	of	Neptune,	goddf	ss-born,
	"	For	ornament,	not	use,	these	arms	are	worn	;
	This	helm,	and	heavy	buckier,	I	can	spare;
	As	only	decorations	of	the	war	:
	So	Mars	is	arm'd	for	glory,	not	for	need.
	"Pis	somewhat	more	from	Neptune	to	proceed,
	Than	fivm	a	daughter	of	the	sea	to	spring:
	Thy	sire	is	mortal	;	mine	is	ocean's	king.
	Secure	of	death,	I	should	contemn	thy	dart,
	Though	naked;	and	impassible	depart.*'
	He	said,	and	threw	:	the	trembling	weapon	pass'd
	Through	nine	bull-hides,	each	under	other	plac'd,
	On	his	broad	shield	;	and	stuck	within	the	last.
	Achilles	wrench'd	it	out;	and	sent	again
	The	hostile	gift:	the	hostile	gift	was	vain.
	He	try'd	a	third,	a	tough	well-chosen	spear;
	Th'	inviolable	body	stood	sincere,
	Though	Cygnus	then	did	no	defence	provide,
	But	scornful	offer'd	his	unshielded	side.
	Not	otherwise	th'	impatient	hero	far'd,
	Than	as	a	bull,	incompass'd	with	a	guard,
	Amid	the	circus	roars,	provok'd	from	far
	By	sight	of	scarlet,	and	a	sanguine	\var:
	They	quit	their	ground,	his	bended	horns	elude;
	In	vain	pursuing,	and	in	vain	pursu'd.
	Before	to	farther	fight	he	would	advance,
	He	stood	considering,	and	surveyed	his	lance.
	Doubts	if	he	wielded	not	a	wooden	spear
	Without	a	point;	he	look'U,	the	point	was	there.
	525
	"This	is	my	hand,	and	this	my	lance,''	he	said,
	<f	By	which	so	many	thousand	foes	are	dead.
	whither	is	their	usual	virtue	fled	!
	1	had	it	once;	and	the	Lyrnessian	wall,
	And	Tenedos,	confess'd	it	in	their	fall.
	Thy	streams,	Caicus,	roil'd	a	crimson	flood	;
	And	Thebes	ran	red	with	her	own	natives'	blood.
	Twice	Telephus	employ'd	their	piercing	steel,
	To	wound	him	first,	and	afterwards	to	heau
	The	vigour	of	this	arm	was	never	vain	:
	And	that	my	wonted	prowess	I	retain,
	Witness	these	heaps	of	slaughter	on	the	p'ain.'	1
	He	said	;	and	doubtful	of	his	former	deeds,
	To	some	new	trial	of	his	force	proceeds.
	He	chose	Menastes	from	among	the	rest;
	At	him	he	lanch'dhis	spear,	and	pierc'd	his	breast:
	On	the	hard	earth	the	Lycian	knock'd	his	head,
	And	lay	supine;	and	forth	the	spirit	fled.
	Then	thus	the	hero:	"	Neither	can	I	blame
	The	hand,	or	jav'lin;	both	are	still	the	same.
	T!ie	same	I	will	employ	against	this	foe,
	And	wish	but	with	the	same	success	to	throw."
	So	spoke	the	chief;	and	while	he	spoke	he	threw;
	The	weapon	with	unerring-	fury	flew,
	At	his	left	shoulder	aim'd:	nor	entrance	found	j
	But	back,	as	from	a	rock,	with	swift	rebound
	Harmless	return'd	:	a	bloody	mark	appear'd,
	Which	with	false	joy	the	flattcr'd	hero	ebeei'd.
	Wound	there	was	none;	the	blood	that	was	in	view,
	The	lance	before	from	slain	Menoctes	drew.
	Headlong	he	leaps	from	oil'	his	lofty	car,
	And	in	close	fight	on	foot	renews	the	war.
	Raging-	with	high	disdain,	repeats	his	blows:
	Nor	shield,	nor	armour	can	their	force	oppose	;
	Huge	cantlets	of	his	buckler	strew	the	ground,
	And	no	defence	in	his	bor'd	arms	is	found.
	But	on	his	flesh	no	wound	or	blood	is	seen;
	The	sword	itself	is	blunted	on	the	skin.
	This	vain	attempt	the	chief	no	longer	bears	;
	But	round	his	hollow	temples	and	his	ears
	His	buckler	beats:	the	son	of	Neptune,	stunnM
	With	these	repeated	buffets,	quits	his	ground;
	A	sickly	sweat	succeeds,	and	shades	of	night;
	Inverted	nature	swims	before	his	sight:
	Th'	insulting	victor	presses	on	the	more,
	And	treads	the	steps	the	vanquished	trod	before,
	Nor	rest,	nor	respite	gives.	A	stone	there	lay
	Behind	his	trembling	foe,	and	stopp'd	his	way	:
	Achilles	took	th'	advantage	which	he	found,
	O'erturn'd,	and	push'd	him	backward	on	the
	ground.
	His	buckler	held	him	under,	while	he	press'd,
	With	both	his	knees,	above	his	panting	breast	;
	Unlac'd	his	helm:	about	his	chin	the	twist
	He	ty'd	;	and	soon	the	strangled	soul	dismissed.
	With	eager	haste	he	went	to	strip	the	dead	:
	The	vanish'd	body	from	his	arm	was	fled.
	His	sea-god	sire,	t'	immortalize	his	fame,
	Had	turn'd	it	to	the	bird	that	bears	his	name.
	A	truce	succeeds	the	labours	of	this	day,
	And	arms	suspended	with	a	long	delay.
	While	Trojan	walls	are	kept	with	watch	and	ward.
	The	Greeks	before	their	trenches	mount	the	guard.
	The	feast	approach'd	;	when	to	the	blue-ey'd	maid
	His	vows	for	Cygnus	slain	the	victor	paid,
	And	a	white	heifer	on	her	altar	laid.
	The	reeking	entrails	on	the	fire	they	threw,
	And	to	the	gods	the	grateful	odour	flew.
	Hcav'n	had	its	part	in	sacrifice	:	the	rest
	Was	broii'd	and	roasted	for	the	future	feast.


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	527
	Torn	from	the	cord,	with	his	unhallow'd	hand
	He	threw	amid	the	Lapithsean	hand.
	On	Celadon	the	ruin	fell	;	and	left
	His	face	of	feature	and	of	form	bereft:
	So,	when	some	brawny	sncrificer	knocks,
	.Before	an	altar	led,	an	offer'd	ox,
	His	eye-balls	rooted	out,	are	thrown	to	ground	;
	His	nose,	dismantled,	in	his	mouth	is	found	;
	His	jaws,	cheeks,	front,	one	undistiaguUh'd
	wound.
	'This,	Relates,	t.h	avenger,	could	not	brook	;
	But,	by	the	foot,	a	marble	hoard	he	took,
	And	hnrl'd	at	Amycus;	his	chin	it	bent
	Against	his	chest,	and	down	the	Centaur	sent:
	Whom	eputt'ring	bloody	teeth,	the	second	blow
	Of	h's	drawn	sword	dispatch'd	to	shades	below.
	"	Grimms	was	near;	and	cast	a	furious	look.
	On	the	side-altar,	cens'd	with	sacred	smoke,
	And	brght	with	flaming	fires	;	'The	gods,'	he
	cry'd,
	'	Rave	with	their	holy	trade	our	hands	supply'd	:
	Why	use	we	not	their	.eitts	?'	Then	from	the	floor
	Aii	altar	stone	he	heav'd,'with	all	the	load	it	bore.
	Aifar,	and	altar's	freight	together	flew,
	Where	thickest	throng'd	the	LapitliEcan	crew	:
	And,	at	once,	Broteas	and	Oryus	slew.
	Oryus'	mother,	Mycale,	was	known
	Down	from	her	sphere	to	draw	the	lub'ring	Moon
	"	Exadius	cry'd,	'	Unpunish'd	shall	not	go
	This	fact,	if	arms	are	found	against	the	foe.'
	He	look'd	about,	where	on	a	pine	were	spread
	The	votive	boms	of	a	stag's	branching	head	:
	At	Grincus	these	he	throws;	so	just	they	fly,
	That	the	sharp	antlers	sttick	in	either	eye	:
	Breathless,	and	blind	he	fell;	with	blood	be-
	smear'd	;	[beard.
	His	eye-balls	beaten	out,	hung:	dangling	on	his
	Fierce	Rhaetus	from	the	hearth	a	burning	brand
	Selects,	and	whirling	waves	;	till,	from	his	hand
	The	fire	took	flame;	then	dash'd	it	from	the	right,
	On	fair	Charaxns'	temples,	near	the	sight	:
	The	whistling	pest	came	on,	o.tid	pierc'd	the	hone,
	And	caught	the	yello.v	hair,	that	slirivel'd	while	it
	shone	:
	Caught	like	dry	stubble	fir'd	;	or	like	sear	wood;
	Yet	from	the	wound	ensu'd	no	purple	flood	;
	Bur,	look'cl	a	bubbling	mass	of	frying	blood.
	His	blazing	locks	sent	forth	a	crackling	sound	;
	Arid	hiss'd,	like	red-hot	ir'u	within	the	smithy
	drown'd.
	The	wounded	warrior	shook	his	flaming	hair,
	Then	(what	a	team	of	horse	could	hardly	rear)
	He	heaves	the	threshold-stone,	but	could	not
	throw	;
	The	weight	itself	forbad	the	throaten'd	blow	;
	Which	dropping	from	his	lifted	arms,	came	down
	Full	on	Cometes'	head	;	and	crush'd	his	crown.
	N	>r	Rhztus	then	retain'd	his	joy	;	but	said,
	'	So	by	their	fellows	may	our	toes	be	sped	;'
	Then	with	redoubled	strokes	he	plies	his	head.
	The	burning	lever	not	deludes	his	pains,	.
	But	drives	the	batter'd	skull	within	the	brains.
	"	Thus	flush'd,	the	conqueror,	with	force	re
	new	'd,
	Evagrus,	Dryas,	Corythus,	pursu'd	:
	First,	Corythus,	with	downy	cheeks,	he	slew;
	Whose	fall	when	fierce	Evagrus	had	in	view,
	He	cry'd,	What	pa'.m	is	from	a	beardless	prey?'
	Rhsctus	prevents	what	more	he	had	to	say	;
	And	drove	within	his	mouth	the	tieiy	death,
	Which	enter'	d	hissing	in,	and	chok'd	hi*	breath.
	At	Dryas	next	he	ftew	:	but	weary	chance
	No	longer	wou'd	the	same	success	advance	:
	For	while	he	whirl'd	in	fiery	circles	round
	The	brand,	a	sharpen	'd	stake	strong	Dryas	found,
	And	in	the	shoulder's	joint	inflicts	the	wound.
	The	weapon	stuck	;	which	roaring	out	with	pain,
	He	drew	;	nor	longer	durst	the	fight	maintain,
	But	turn'd	his	back,	for	fear;	and	fled	amain.
	With	him	fled	Orneus,	with	like	dread	possess'd	;
	Thamnas,	and	Medon	wounded	in	the	breast	;
	And	Mermeros,	in	t'ie	late	race	renown'd,
	Now	limping	ran,	and	tardy	with	his	wound.
	Pholus	and	Melaneus	from	fight	withdrew,"
	And	Abas	maiin'd,	who	boars	encountering	slew	:
	And	augur	Astylos,	whose	art	in	vain
	From	tight	dissuaded	the	four-footed	train,
	Now	beat	the	hoof	with	Nessus	on	the	plain	;
	But	to	his	fellow	cryM,	'	Be	safely	slow,
	Thy	death	deferr'd	is	due	to	great	Alcidcs'	bow.'
	"	Mean	time	strong	Dryas	urg'd	his	chance	*o
	That	Lycidas,	Aieos,	Imbreus	fell;	[well,
	All,	one	by	one,	and	fighting	face	to	face.
	Crenasus	fled,	to	fall	with	more	disgrace:
	For,	fearful,	while	he	look'd	behind,	he	bore,
	Betwixt	his	nose	and	front,	the	blow	before.
	Amid	the	noise,	and	tumult	of	the	fray,
	Snoring,	and	drunk	with	wine,	Aphidas	lay.
	Ev'n	then	the	howl	within	his	hand	he	kept,
	And	on	a	bear's	rough	hide	securely	slept.
	Him	Phorbas	with	his	flying	dart	transfix'd	;
	'	Take	thy	next	draught	with	Stygian	waters
	mix'd,
	And	sleep	thy	fill,'	th'	insulting	victor	cry'd	;
	Surptis'd	with	death	unfelt,	the	Centaur	dy'd	;
	The	ruddy	vomit,	as	he	breath'd	his	soul,
	Repass'd	his	throat,	and	iilPJ	his	empty	bowl.
	"	I	saw	Petrjeus'	anus	employ'd	around
	A	well-grown	oak,	to	root	it	from	the	ground.
	This	way,	and	that,	he	wrench'd	the	fibrous	bands.;
	The	trunk	was	like	a	sapling,	in	his	hands,
	And	still	o'lty'd	the	b;;nt:	while	thus	he	stood,
	Pirithous'	dart	drove	on,	and	uail'd	him	to	the
	wood	;
	Lycus	and	Chromis	fell,	by	him	oppress'd;
	Helops	and	Dictys	added	to	the	rest
	A	nobler	palm:	Helops,	through	either	ear
	Transfix'd,	receiv'd	the	penetrating	spear.
	This	Dictys	saw;	and,	seiz'dwith	sudden	fright,
	Leapt	headlong	from	the	hill	of	stec	py	height	;
	And	crush'd	an	ash	beneath,	that	could	not	bear
	his	weight.
	The	shattcr'd	tree	receives	his	fall	;	and	strikes,
	Within	his	full-blown	paunch,	the	sharpen'd
	spikes.
	Strong	Aphareus	had	heav'd	a	mighty	stone,
	The	fragment	of	a	rock	;	and	would	have	thrown	;
	But	Theseus,	with	a	club	of	harden'd	oak,
	The	cubit-bone	of	the	bold	Centaur	broke,
	And	H:ft	him	maim'd	;	nor	seconded	the	stroke.
	Then	leapt	on	tall	Bianor's	back	;	(who	bore
	No	mortal	burden	but	his	own,	before)
	Press'd	with	his	knees	his	sides	;	the	double	man,
	His	speed	with	spurs	increas'd,	unwilling	ran.
	One	hand	the	hero	fasten'd	on	his	locks	;
	His	other	ply'd	him	with	repeated	strokes.
	The	club	rung	round	his	ears,	and	batter'd	brows;
	He	falls	;	and	lashing	up	his	heels,	his	rider	throws.
	"The	same	Herculean	arms	Nedymnus	wound	;
	And	lay	bj'	him	Lycotas	on	the	ground.
	And	Hippasus,	whose	beard	his	breast	invades;
	,	And	liiphaus,	hunter	of	tha	wooJland	shades	;


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	MYDEN'S	TRANSLATION
	And	Tereus,	us'd	with	mountain	bears	to	strive,
	And	from	their	dens	to	draw	th'	indignant	beasts
	alive.
	"	Demoleon	could	not	bear	this	hateful	sight,
	Or	the	long	fortune	of	th'	Athenian	knight	:
	"But	puil'd	with	all	his	force,	to	disengage
	From	earth	a	pine,	the	product	of	an	age:
	The	root	stuck	fast:	the	broken	trunk	he	sent
	At	Theseus;	Theseus	frustrates	his	intent,
	And	leaps	aside;	by	Pallas	warn'd,	the	blow-
	To	shun:	(for	so	he	said;	and	we	believ'd	it	so.)
	Yet	not	in	vain	th'	enormous	weight	was	cast	:
	Which	Crantor's	body	sunder'd	at	the	waist	:
	Thy	father's	squire,	Achilles,	and	his	care;
	Whom	conquer'd	in	the	Pclopeian	war,
	Their	king,	his	present	ruin	to	prevent,
	A	pledge	of	peace	implov'd,	to	Peleus	sent.
	"Thy	sire,	with	grieving	eyes,	beheld	his	fate;
	And	cry'd,	'	Not	long,	lov'd	Crantor,	shalt	thou
	wait
	Thy	vow'd	revenge.'	At	once	he	said,	and	threw
	Mis	ashen	spear	;	which	quiver'd	as	it	flew,
	With	all	his	force,	and	all	his	soul	apply'd;
	The	sharp	point	euter'd	in	the	Centaur's	side	:
	Both	hands,	to	wrench	it	out,	the	monster	join'd;
	And	vvrench'd	it	out	;	but	left	the	steel	behind	;
	Stuck	in	his	lungs	it	stood	:	enrag'd	he	rears
	His	hoofs,	and	down	to	ground	thy	father	bears.
	Thus	trampled	under	foot,	his	shield	defends
	His	head	;	his	other	hand	the	lance	protends.
	Ev'n	while	he	lay	extended	on	the	dust,
	He	sped	the	Centaur,	with	one	single	thrust.
	Two	more	his	lance	before	transfix'd	from	far;
	And	two,	his	sword	had	slain,	in	closer	war.
	To	these	was	added	Dorylas,	who	spread
	A	bull's	two	goring	horns	around	his	head.
	With	these	he	pusli'd,	in	blood	already	dy'd;
	Him	fearless	I	approach'd	;	and	thus	defy'd	:
	'	Now,	monster,	now,	by	proof	it	shall	appear,
	Whether	thy	horns	are	sharper,	or	my	spear.'
	At	this,	I	threw	:	for	want	of	other	ward,
	He	lifted	up	his	hand,	his	front	to	guard.
	His	hand	it	pass'd	;	and	fix'd	it	to	his	brow:
	Loud	shouts	of	ours	attend	the	lucky	blow.
	Him	Peleus	fmish'd,	with	a	second	wound,
	Which	through	the	navel	pierc'd	:	he	reel'd	around	;
	And	dragg'd	his	dangling	bowels	on	the	ground	:
	Trod	what	he	dragg'd	;	and	what	he	trod,	he
	crush'd	:
	And	to	his	mother-earth,	with	empty	belly	rush'd
	THE	STORY	OF	CYLLARUS	AND	HYLONOME.
	"	NOR	could	thy	form,	O	Cyllarus,	foreslow
	Thy	fate	;	(if	form	to	monsters	men	allow	:)
	Just	bloom'd	thy	beard,	thy	beard	of	golden	hue
	Thy	locks,	in	golden	waves,	about	thy	shoulders
	flew.
	Sprightly	thy	look	;	thy	shapes	in	ev'ry	part
	So	clean,	as	might	instruct	the	sculptor's	art,
	As	far	as	man	extended	:	where	began
	The	beast,	the	beast	was	equal	to	the	man.
	Add	but	a	horse's	head	and	neck;	and	he,
	O	Castor,	was	a	courser	worthy	thee.
	So	was	his	back	proportiou'd	for	the	seat	:
	So	rose	his	brawny	chest	;	so	swiftly	mov'd	his
	feet.
	Coal-black	his	colour,	but	like	jet	it	shoi4fc:
	His	legs	and	flowing	tail	were	white	a^one.
	BelovVl	by	many	maidens	of	his	kind	;
	.But	fair	Hylonome	posse^'d	ui&	in'uid;
	Hylonome,	for	features,	and
	xcelling	all	the	nymphs	of	double	race:
	*Jor	less	her	blandishments,	than	beauty,	movej
	At	once	both	loving,	and	confessing	love.
	For	him	she	dress'd	:	for	him,	with	female	care
	She	comb'd,	and	set	in	carl,	her	auburn	hair.
	Of	roses,	violets,	and	lilies	mix'd,
	And	sprigs	of	flowing	rosemary	betwixt,
	She	form'd	the	chaplet,	and	adorn'd	her	front:
	In	waters	of	the	Pegasaean	fount,	.
	And	in	the	streams	that	from	the	fountain	play,
	She	wash'd	her	face	;	and	bath'd	her	twice	a	day.
	The	scarf	of	furs,	that	hung	below	her	side,
	Was	ennin,	or	the	panther's	spotted	pride	;
	Spoils	of	no	common	beast:	with	equal	flame
	They	lov'd	:	their	sylvan	pleasures	were	the	samer
	All	day	they	hunted	:	and	when	day	expir'd,
	Together	to	some	shady	cave	retir'd	:
	Invited	to	the	nuptials,	both	repair;
	And	side	by	side,	they	both	engage	rn	war.
	Uncertain	from	what	hand,	a	flying	dart
	At	Cyllarus	was	sent;	which	pierc'd	his	heart.
	The	jav'lin	drawn	from	out	the	mortal	wound,
	He	faints	with	stagg'ring	steps,	and	seeks	the
	ground	:
	The	fair	within	her	arms	receiv'd	his	fall,
	And	strove	his	wand'ring	spirits	to	recall	:
	And	while	her	hand	the	streaming	blood	oppos'cf,
	Join'd	face	to	face,	his	lips	with	hers	she	clos'cL
	Stifled	with	kisses,	a	sweet	death	he	dies	;
	She	ill's	the	fields	with	undistinguished	cries;
	At	least	her	words	were	in	her	clamour	drown.	M;
	For	my	stunn'd	ears	receive	no	vocal	sound.
	In	madness	of	her	grief,	she	seiz'd	the	dart
	New-drawn	and	reeking	from	her	lover's	heart	;.
	To	her	bare	bosom	the	sharp	point	apply'd	;
	And	wounded	fell	;	and	falling	by	his	side,
	Embrac'd	him	in	her	arms;	and	thus	embracing
	dy'd.
	"	Ev'n	still	methinks	1	see	Phneoeomes	;
	Strange	was	his	habit,	and	as	odd	his	dress.
	Six	lions'	hides,	with	thongs	together	fast,
	His	upper	part	defended	to	his	waist	:
	And	where	man	ended,	the	continued	vest
	Spread	on	his	back	the	houss	and	trappings	of
	a	beast.
	A	stump	too	heavy	for	a	team	to	draw,
	(It	seems	a	fable,	though	the	fact	I	saw,)
	He	threw	at	Pholon	;	the	descending	blow
	Divides	the	scull,	and	cleaves	his	head	in	two.
	The	brains,	from	nose,	and	mouth,	and	either	eaiy
	Came	issuing	out,	as	through	a	colander
	The	curdled	milk	;	or	from	the	press	the	whey,
	Driv'n	down	by	weights	above,	is	drain'd	away.
	"But	him,	while	stooping	down	to	spoil	the	slain,
	Pierc'd	through	the	paunch,	I	tumbled	on	the
	Then	Chthonius	and	Teleboas	I	slew	:	[plain.
	A	fork	the	former	arm'd	;	a	dart	his	fellow	threw.
	The	jav'lin	wounded	me;	(behold	the	scar.)
	Then	was	my	time	to	seek	the	Trojan	war	;
	Then	1	was	Hector's	match	in	open	field	;
	But	he	was	then	unborn	;	at	least	a	child	:
	Now,	I	am	nothing.	1	forbear	to	tell
	By	Peripbantas	how	Pyretus	fell	;
	The	Centaur	by	the	knight	:	nor	will	I	stay
	On	Amphyx,	or	what	deaths	he	dealt	that	day	:.
	What	honour,	with	a	pointless	lance,	he	won,
	Stuck	in	the	front	of	a	four-footed	man	:
	What	fame	young	Macareus	obtain'd	in	fight:
	Or	dwell	On	Nessus,	now	returu'd	from	fl.jht	:


430
	DRYDEN'S	TRANSLATION
	To	him,	our	common	grandsire	of	the	main
	Had	giv'n	to	change	his	form,	and	chang'd,	re
	sume	again.
	Vary'd	at	pleasure,	every	shape	he	try'd	;
	And"	in	all	beasts	Alcides	still	defy'd	:
	Vanquished	on	Earth,	at	length	he	soar'd	above;
	Chang'd	to	the	bird,	that	bears	the	bolt	of	Jove:
	The	new-dissembled	eagle,	now	endu'd
	With	beak	and	pounces,	Hercules	pursu'd,
	And	cuff'd	his	manly	cheeks,	and	tore	his	face;
	Then,	safe	retir'd,	and	tou'r'd	in	empty	space.
	Alcides	bore	not	long	his	flying	foe;
	But	bending	his	inevitable	bow,
	Reached	him	in	air,	suspended	as	he	stood	:
	And	in	his	pinion	fix'd	the	feather'd	wood.
	Light	was	the	wound	;	hut	in	the	sinew	hung
	The	point,	and	his	disabled	wing	unstrung.
	He	wheel'd	in	air,	and	stretch'd	his	vans	in	vain	:
	His	vans	no	longer	could	his	flight	sustain:
	Fur	while	one	gathci'd	wind,	one	unsupply'd
	Hung	drooping	down,	nor	pois'd	his	other	side.
	He	feli	:	the	shaft	that	slightly	was	impressed,
	Now	from	his	heavy	fall	with	weight	increas'd,
	Drove	thro'	his	neck,	aslant;	he	spurns	the	ground,
	And	the	soul	issues	through	the	weazon's	wound.
	"	Now,	brave	commander	of	the	Rhodian	seas,
	What	praise	is	due	from	me	to	Hercules	?
	Silence	is	all	the	vengeance	I	decree
	For	my	slain	brothers	;	but	'tis	peace	with	thee."
	Tims	with	a	flowing	tongue	old	Nestor	spoke	:
	Then,	to	full	bowls	each	other	they	provoke:
	At	length,	with	weariness,	and	wine	oppress'd,
	They	rise	from	table;	and	withdraw	to	rest.
	THE	DE.YTH	OF	ACHILLES.
	THE	sire	of	Cygnus,	monarch	of	the	main,
	Meantime,	laments	his	son,	in	battle	slain,
	And	vows	the	victor's	death	;	nor	vows	in	vain.
	For	nine	long	years	the	smother'd	pain	he	bore;
	(Achilles	was	not	ripe	for	fate	before	:)
	Then	when	he	saw	the	promis'd	hour	was	near,
	He	thus	bespoke	the	god,	that	guides	the	year.
	"	Immortal	offspring	of	my	brother	Jove	;
	My	brightest	nephew,	and	whom	best	I	love,
	Whose	hands	were	join'd	with	mine,	to	raise	the
	Of	tott'ring	Troy,	now	nodding	to	her	fall,	[wall
	Dost	thou	not	mourn	our	pow'r	employ'd	in	vain;
	And	the	defenders	of	our	city	slain	?
	To	pass	the	rest,	could	noble	Hector	lie
	Unpity'd,	dragg'd	around	his	native	Troy?
	And	yet	the	murd'rer	lives	:	himself	by	far
	A	greater	plague,	than	all	the	wasteful	war:
	He	lives	;	the	proud	Pelides	lives,	to	boast
	Our	town	destroy	'd,	our	common	labour	lost.
	O,	could	I	meet	him	!	But	I	wish	too	late	:
	To	prove	my	trident	is	not	in	his	fate	!
	But	let	him	try	(for	that's	allow'd)	thy	dart,
	And	pierce	his	only	penetrable	part."
	Apollo	bows	to	the	superior	throne	;
	And	to	his	uncle's	anger,	adds	his	own.
	Then	in	a	cloud	involv'd,	he	takes	his	flight,
	Where	Greeks	and	Trojans	mix'd	in	mortal	fight;
	And	found	out	Paris,	lurking	where	be	stood,
	And	stain'd	his	arrows	with	plebeian	blood:
	Phoebus	to	him	alone	the	god	confess'd,
	Then	to	the	recreant	knight	he	thus	address'd.
	"	Dost	thou	not	blush,	to	spend	thy	shafts	in	vain
	On	a	degenerate,	and	ignoble	train	?
	If	fame,	or	better	vengeance	be	thy	care,
	There	aim	:	and,	with	one	arrow,	end	the	war."
	He	said	;	and	show'd	from	far	the	blazing	slnelJ
	And	sword)	which,	but	Achilles,	none	could	wield	j
	And	how	he	mov'd	a	god,	and	mow'd	the	standing
	field.
	The	deity	himself	directs	aright
	Th'	invenorn'd	shaft;	and	wings	the	fatal	flight.
	Thus	fell	the	foremost	of	the	Grecian	name;
	And	he,	the	base	adult'rer,	boasts	the	fame.
	A	spectacle	to	glad	the	Trojan	train	;
	And	please	old	Priam,	after	Hector	slain.
	If	by	a	female	hand	he	had	foreseen
	He	was	to	die,	his	wish	had	rather	been
	The	lance,	and	double	axe	of	the	fair	warrior
	queen.
	And	now	the	terrour	of	the	Trojan	field,
	The	Grecian	honour,	ornament,	and	shield,
	High	on	a	pile	th'	unconquer'd	chief	is	plac'd,
	The	god	that	arm'd	him	first,	consum'd	at	last.
	Of	all	the	mighty	man,	the	small	remains
	A	little	urn,	and	scarcely	fiil'd,	contains.
	Yet	great	in	Homer,	still	Achilles	lives	;
	And	equal	to	himself,	himself	survives.
	His	buckler	owns	its	former	lord	;	and	bring*
	New	cause	of	strife,	betwixt	contending	kings;
	Who	worthiest	after	him,	his	sword	to	wield,
	Or	wear	his	armour,	or	sustain	his	shield.
	F.v'n	Diomede	sat	mute,	with	down-cast	eyes	j
	Conscious	of	wanted	worth	to	win	the	prize:
	Nor	Menelaus	presum'd	these	arms	to	claim,
	Nor	he	the	king	of	men,	a	greater	name.
	Two	rivals	only	rose:	Laertes'	son,
	And	the	vast	bulk	of	Ajax	Telarnon	:
	The	king,	who	cherish'd	each	with	equal	love,
	And	from	himself	all	envy	would	remove,
	Left	both	to	be	determined	by	the	laws;
	And	to	the	Graecian	chiefs	transferr'd	the	cause.
	OVID'S	METAMORPHOSES.
	BOOK	Xlll.
	THE	SPEECHES	OF	AJAX	AND	ULYSSES.
	By	Mr.	Drydcn.
	THE	chiefs	were	set;	the	soldiers	crown'd	th
	field	:
	To	these	the	master	of	the	seven-fold	shield
	Upstarted	fierce:	and	kindled	with	disdain,
	Eager	to	speak,	unable	to	contain
	His	boiling	rage,	he	roli'd	his	eyes	around
	The	shore,	and	Gra?cian	gallies	haul'd	aground.
	Then	stretching	out	his	hands,	"	O	Jove,"	he
	cry'd,
	"	Must	then	our	cause	before	the	fleet	be	try'd	?
	And	dares	Ulysses	for	the	prize	contend;
	In	sight	of	what	he	durst	not	once	defend	?
	But	basely	fled	that	memorable	day,	[prey.
	When	I	from	Hector's	hands	redeemed	the	flamingf
	So	much	'tis	safer	at	the	noisy	bar
	With	words	to	flourish,	than	engage	in	war.
	By	diff'rent	methods	we	maintain	our	right,
	Nor	am	I	made	to	talk,	nor	he	to	fight.
	In	bloody	fields	I	labour	to	be	great,
	His	arms	are	a	smooth	tongue,	and	soft	deceit:
	Nor	need	1	speak	rny	deeds,	for	those	you	see,
	The	Sun,	and	day,	are	witnesses	for	me.
	Let	him	who-	fights	umeen,	relate	his	own,
	And	vouch	the	silent	stars,	and	conscious	Moon.


666
	LEWIS'S	TRANSLATION
	The	son	of	Laius,	long	conceal'd,	forsakes
	His	gloomy	cell,	and*	social	bliss	partakes.	34,0
	No	wonted	filth	was	on	his	visage	seen,
	Unruffled	was	his	brow,	his	look	serene.
	Such	wonder	would	arise,	should	Bacchus	show
	Barbaric	trophies,	and	his	Indian	foe,
	Brought	from	the	banks	of	mix'd	Hydaspes,	grac'd
	With	beds	of	gems,	and	orient	realms	laid	waste.
	His	friends'	address	with	courtesy	he	bore,
	Nor	shunn'd	their	proffer'd	solace	as	before;
	But	cleans'd	his	cheeks	of	gore,	approv'd	the	food,
	And	life's	long-unexperienc'd	joys	renew'd.	35.0
	E'en	Oedipus	in	mirth	and	converse	gay
	Assum'd	a	part,	who	late	was	known	to	pray
	To	Pluto,	and	the	sister-fiends	alone,
	Or	at	his	daughter's	feet	to	pour	his	moan.
	Yet	latent	was	the	cause.	The	palm	of	fight,
	Gain'd	by	his	country,	gave	him	no	delight;
	The	war	was	all	he	wish'd.	To	this	his	son
	He	spurr'd,	nor	ear'd	by	whom	the	day	was	won.
	But	first	with	tacit	vows	he	view'd	the	sword,
	And	all	the	seeds	of	wickedness	explor'd.	360
	Hence	smiPd	upon	his	aspect	peace	unknown,
	And	the	feast	pleas'd	with	merit	not	its	own.
	Thus	Phineus,	when,	his	limbs	with	hunger	worn,
	And	the	last	period	of	his	torture	borne,
	His	palace	freed	from	harpies	he	perceivM,
	Incredulous	his	rescue	disbeliev'd;
	Then	gave	a	loose	to	joy,	as	long	unstain'd,
	His	vessels,	beds,	and	costly	hoard	remain	'd.
	Stretch'd	in	their	tents	the	Grecian	cohorts	lay,
	And	lost	in	sleep	the	labours	of	the	day	:	370
	All	but	Adrastus,	he,	consign'd	by	fate
	To	watchful	cares,	the	curse	of	regal	state,
	With	horrour	heard,	unknowing	the	repose
	His	age	requh'd,the	revels	of	his	foes.
	He	sickens	at	the	trumpet's	brazen	sound,
	And	shouts	of	haughty	triumph	that	rebound
	From	echoing	rocks.	The	pipe	augments	his	fears,
	Dwells	on	his	thoughts,	and	grates	his	loathing
	ears.
	345.	Hydaspes]	A	river	that	rises	in	the	most
	northern	part	of	India	toward	the	mountain	Imaus,
	and	falls	into	the	Indus,	in	allusion	to	which	cir
	cumstance,	I	have	given	it	the	epithet	mix'd.
	363.	Thus	Phineus,	when	his	limbs]	Phineus
	was	a	king	of	Arcadia,	who,	having,	at	the	instiga
	tion	of	his	qneen,	put	out	the	eyes	of	his	children
	by	a	former	wife,	was	himself	struck	blind	by
	Jupiter,	who	sent	the	harpies	to	punish	him	;	but
	directing	the	Argonauts	in	their	way	to	Colchis,
	they;	in	return,	drove	away	the	harpies.	Valerius
	Flaccus,	who	has	expatiated	on	this	fable	in	his
	Argonautics,	has	the	following	beautiful	lines	on
	Pbineus's	joy	and	astonishment	on	being	deliver
	ed	from	those	rapacious	animals.
	Ipse	inter	medios,	ceu	dulcis	imagine	somni
	Laetus,	ad	oblitae	Cereris	suspirat	honores.	B.	5-
	373.	With	horrour	heard]	Homer	opens	the
	tenth	book	of	his	Iliad	with	a	similar	description
	of	the	distress	Agamemnon	laboured	under	the
	night	after	his	defeat	by	the	Trojans.	The	fol
	lowing	lines	seem	to	have	given	our	author	the
	hint	of	the	six	verses	before	us.
	VTO;,
	v	Hro:	or'lf	7r<?ioy	TO	T.	wl'xov	aS
	^v	cjyor	troXX,\	TQ>	JCWUTO	iXio-vi	toyo,
	crv^yfwv	T*	IviTrrjV,	o'fWov	T'	avfTrwjf
	Then	from	his	camp,	desponding,	he	survey?
	Their	wav'ring	torches,	arid	triumphal	blaze.	3$Q
	Thus	when	the	fury	of	the	tempest	past,
	The	vessel	drives	with	an	indulgent	blast.
	Secure,	and	trusting	to	the	settled	deep,
	The	mariners	refresh	their	limbs	in	sleep	;
	And	all,	unmindful	of	their	office,	nod,
	Save	the	pale	master,	and	his	painted	god.
	Now	Sol's	fair	sister,	viewing	from	afar
	His	coursers	yok'd,	and	ready	for	the	car,
	(While	ocean	roar'd	beneath	the	rushing	day,
	And	redden'd	with	Aurora's	orient	ray,)	390
	Collects	her	beams,	recalls	her	scatter'd	light,
	And	with	her	whip	compels	the	stars	to	flight.
	When,	ever	on	the	public	welfare	bent,
	Adrastus	summon'd	to	his	royal	tent
	The	Grecian	peers,	the	question	in	debate,
	Who	should	succeed	interpreter	of	fate,
	On	whom	the	wreaths	and	tripods	should	devolve,
	And	who	could	best	their	oracles	resolve.
	Scarce	had	they	met,	when	with	united	voice
	On	fam'd	Thiodamas	they	fix'd	their	choice,	4,00
	To	whom	Amphiaraus	oft	reveal'd
	The	mysteries	of	Heav'n,	nor	blush'd	to	yield,
	Invidious	of	his	art,	a	share	of	fame,
	But	own'd	his	merit,	and	approv'd	his	claim.
	Such	unexpected	honours	must	confound
	The	youth,	for	modesty	as	skill	renown'd	:
	With	aweunfeign'd	he	views	the	proffer'd	leaves^
	Mistrusts	his	art,	and	scarce	the	charge	receives.
	As	when	some	youth	of	royal	blood	succeeds
	To	his	paternal	crown,	and	rules	the	Modes,	41Q
	(More	safe,	had	fate	prolong'd	his	father's	life)
	With	diffidence	he	treads	the	path	of	strife;
	Much	from	th'	aspiring	temper	of	his	peers,
	And	from	the	vulgar's	headstrong	will	he	fears,
	Doubtful	with	whom	his	wide	domain	to	share,
	Whom	make	a	partner	of	imperial	care.
	His	slender	grasp,	he	fears,	will	ill	contain
	The	weighty	sceptre,	and	his	bow	sustain,
	And	trembling	takes	the	courser's	reins	in	hand,
	And	huge	tiara,	badge	of	high	command.	42Q
	Soon	as	a	chaplet	for	his	broxv	he	twin'd,
	And	in	a	wreath	his	flowing	locks	confin'd,
	With	shouts	triumphant	thro'	the	camp	he	\ventj
	And	as	a	specimen	of	his	intent
	To	serve	the	public,	piously	prepares,
	Earth	to	propitiate	with	due	rites	and	prayers,
	Nor	useless	to	the	Greeks	the	scheme	appear'd.
	First	then	two	altars	on	the	champaign	rear'd,
	With	turf	high-heap	'd,	and	evergreens	he	grac'd,
	And	various	flow'rs,	in	decent	order	plac'd,	430
	The	goddess's	own	gift.	On	these	he	threw,
	Whate'er	the	vernal	rays	of	Sol	renew
	On	her	green	surface	:	last	he	pour'd	a	boxvl
	Of	purest	milk,	and	thus	confirms	the	whole.
	386.	And	his	painted	god]	It	was	a	custom
	among	the	ancients	to	name	their	ships	from	some
	particular	gods,	whom	they	looked	upon	as	tute
	lary	patrons	to	them,	and	paint	their	images
	upon	the	stern.
	418.	And	his	bow	sustain]	The	bow	was	borne
	by	the	Persian	kings	as	an	ensign	of	royalty,	as
	we	learn	from	Dio,	book	49,	who	informs	us,	that
	the	ambassadors	sent	by	Mark	Anthony	to	^hra-
	ates	found	him	sitting	on	a	throne	of	gold,	and
	playing	on	his	bow-string	with	his	fingers,	as	I
	think	the	words,	Tiv	ytvpav	rv	To	4Mwv,	signify.


THE	THEOGONY.
	:>r'
	Of	these	the	offsprings	prov'd	a	furious	race	j
	Orthus,	the	produce	of	the	first	embrace,
	Was	vigilant	to	watch	his	master's	herd,
	The	dog	of	Geryon,	and	a	trusty	guard:
	Next	Cerberus,	the	dog	of	Pluto,	came,
	Devouring,	direful,	of	a	monstrous	frame;
	From	fifty	heads	he	barks	with	fifty	tongues,
	Fierce,	and	undaunted,	with	his	brasen	lungs:
	The	dreadful	Hydra	rose	from	the	same	bed,
	In	Lerna	by	the	fair	arm'd	Juno	bred,	490
	}	luno,	with	hate	implacable	who	strove,
	'	Against	the	virtues	of	the	son	of	Jove;
	)	But	Hercules,	with	lolaus	join'd,
	Amphitryon's	race,	and	of	a	martial	mind,
	Bless'd	with	the	counsel	of	the	warlike	maid,
	Dead	at	his	feet	the	horrid	monster	lay'd	:
	From	the	same	parents	sprung	Chimaera	dire,
	From	whose	black	nostrils	issued	flames	of	fire;
	Strong,	and	of	size	immense	;	a	monbter	she
	Rapid	in	flight,	astonishing	to	see;
	A	lion's	head	on	her	large	shoulders	grew,
	The	goat's	and	dragon's,	terrible	to	view;
	A	lion	she	before	in	mane	and	throat,
	Behind	a	dragon,	in	the	midst	a	goat;
	Her	Pegasus	the	swift	subdued	in	flight,
	Back'd	by	Bellerophon,	a	gallant	knigl.t.
	From	Orthus	and	Chiuisera,	foul	embrace,
	Is	Sphinx	deriv'd,	a	monster	to	the	race
	Of	Cadmus	fatal:	from	the	same	dire	veins
	<	Sprung	the	.stern	ranger	of	Nemean	plains,	510
	The	lion	nourish'd	by	the	wife	of	Jove,
	Perm	i	ted	lord	of	Tretum's	mount	to	rove;
	Nemea	he,	and	Apesas,	commands,
	Alarms	the	people,	and	destroys	their	lauds	;
	In	Hercules	at	last	a	foe	he	found,
	And	from	his	arm	recciv'd	a	mortal	wound.
	Ceto	and	Porcysboth	renew'd	their	flame;
	From	which	amour	a	horrid	serpent	came;
	Who	keeps,	while	in	a	spacious	cave	he	lies,
	Watchful	o'er	all	the	golden	fruit	his	eyes.	520
	Tethys	and	Ocean,	born	of	Heav'n,	embrace,
	Whelicer^springs	the	Nile,	and	a	long	wat'ry
	race,
	Alpheus,	and	Eridanus	the	strong,
	That	rises	deep,	and	stately	rolls	along,
	Strymon,	Mueander,	and	the	Ister	clear;
	Nor,	Phasis,	are	thy	streams	omitted	here;
	To	the	same	rise	Rhesus	his	current	owes,
	And	Achelous,	that.	Jike	silver	flows;
	Hence	Nessus	takes	his	course,	and	Rhodius,
	With	Haliacmon,	and	Heptaporus;	530
	To	these	the	Granic	and	./Esapus	join,
	Hermus	to	these,	and	Simoi's	divine,
	Peneus,	and	the	Caic	flood,	that	laves
	The	verdant	margins	with	his	beauteous	waves;
	The	great	Sangarius,	and	the	LaJon,	name,
	arthenius,	and	Evenus,	streams	of	fame,
	And	you,	Ardescus,	boast	the	fruitful	line,
	And	lastly	you,	Scamendcr	the	divine.
	From	the	same	parents,	fertile	pair,	we	trace
	A	progeny	of	nymphs,	a	sacred	race	;	540
	Who,	from	their	birth,	o'er	all	mankind	the
	care
	With	the	great	king	Apollo	jointly	share;
	In	this	is	Jove,	the	god	of	gods,	obey'd,
	Who	grants	the	rivers	all	to	lend	their	aid.
	The	nymphs	from	Tethys,	auxl	old	Ocean	these,
	Pitho,	Admete,	daughters	of	the	seas,
	Ian	the,	and	Electra,	nymphs	of	fame,
	Doris,	aud	Prynauo,	and	the	beauteous	dame
	767
	Urania,	as	a	goddess	fair	in	face	;
	Hence	Hippo,	and	hence	Clymene,we	trace,	55tt
	And	thou,	Rodia,	of	the	num'rous	race;
	Zeuxo	to	these	succeeds,	Calliroe,
	Clytie,	Idya,	and	Pasithoe	;
	Plexaure	here,	and	Galaxaure,	join,
	And	lovely	Dion,	of	a	lovely	line;
	Molobosis,	and	Thoe,	add	to	these,
	And	charming	Polydora,	form'd	to	please.
	Cerces,	whose	beauties	all	from	nature	rise,
	And	Pluto,	with	her	large	majestic	eyes	;
	Perseis,	Xanthe,	in	the	list	we	see,
	And	lanira,	and,	Acaste,	thee;
	Menestho,	nor	Europe,	hence	remove,
	Nor	Metis,	nor	Petraea,	raising	love;
	Crisie	and	Asia	boast	one	ancient	sire,
	With	fair	Calypso,	object	of	desire,
	Telestho,	saftron-veil'd,	Eurynome,
	Eudore,	Tyche,	and	Ocyroe,
	And	thou,	Amphiro,	of	the	source	divine,
	And	Styx,	exceeding	all	the	lovely	line;
	These	are	the	sons	first	in	the	list	of	fame,	570
	And	daughters,	which	from	ancient	Ocean	came,
	And	fruitful	Tethys,	venerable	darne	:.	[earth
	Thousands	of	streams	which	flow	the	spacious
	From	Tethys,	and	her	sons,	deduce	their	birth	j
	Numbers	of	tides	she	yielded	to	her	lord,
	Too	many	for	a	mortal	to	record	;
	But	they	who	on,	or	near,	their	borders	dwell,
	Their	virtues	know,	and	can	describe	them	well.
	The	fruits	of	Tliia	and	Hyperion	rise,
	And	with	refulgent	lustre	light	tht:	skies,	580
	The	great,	the	glorious	Sun,	transcending	bright,
	Aud	the	fair	splendid	Moon,	the	lamp	of	night	;
	With	them	Aurora,	when	whose	dawn	appears,
	Who	mortal	men,	and	gods	immortal,	cheers.
	To	Creus,	her	espous'd,	a	son	of	Earth-.
	Eurybia	gave	the	great	Astranis	birth	;
	Prses	from	them,	of	all	most	skilful,	came,
	And	Pallas,	first	of	goddesses	in	fame.
	Aurora	brought	to	great	Astraeus	forth
	The	West,	the	South-wind,	and	the	rapid	North	;
	The	morning-star,	fair	Lucifer,	she	bore,	591
	And	ornaments	of	Heav'n,	ten	thousand	more.
	From	Styx,	the	fairest	of	old	Ocean's	line,
	And	Pallas,	sprung	a	progeny	divine,
	Zeal	to	perform,	and	Vict'ry	in	her	pace
	Fair-footed,	Valour,	Might,	a	glorious	race	!
	They	hold	a	mansion	in	the	realms	above,
	Their	seat	is	always	near	the	throne	of	Jove;
	Where	the	dread	thund'ring	god	pursues	his	way,
	They	march,	and	close	behind	his	steps	obey.	600
	This	honour	they	by	Styx,	their	mother,	gain'd;
	Which	by	her	prudence	she	from	Jove	obtain'd:
	When	the	great	pow'r	thate'en	the	gods	commands,
	Who	sends	the	bolts	from	his	almighty	hands,
	Summon'd	th'	immortals,	who	obey'd	his	call,
	He	thus	address'd	them	in	th'	olympian	hall.
	"	Ye	gods,	like	gods,	with	ine	who	dauntless
	To	face	the	Titans	in	a	dreadful	war,	[dare
	Above	the	rest	in	honour	shall	ye	stand,
	An	ample	recompense'	shall	load	your	hand:	610
	To	Saturn's	reign	who	bow'd,	and	unprefer'd,
	Void	of	distinction,	and	without	reward,
	Great,	and	magnificently	rich,	shall	shine,
	As	right	requires,	and	suits	a	pow'r	divine.''
	First	as	her	father	counsel	I'd,	Styx	ascends,
	And	her	brave	offsprings	to	the	god	commends;
	Great	Jove	receiv'd	her	with	peculiar	grace,
	Nor	honour'd	less	the	mother	than	her	race;


4	Twenty-three	Years	in	a
	with,	when	I	had	been	in	charge	about	five	weeks,	the
	then	vicar	and	chaplain	of	the	Home,	the	Rev.	H.	R.
	Merewether,	went	away	for	a	much-needed	holiday	of
	three	weeks	only.	An	insubordinate	spirit	had	been
	observable	from	the	first	day	of	my	life	amongst	the	girls,
	and	it	went	on	steadily	increasing	in	a	hundred	nameless
	ways,	which	women	are	quick	to	see	and	make	use	of.
	At	last	it	reached	to	open	disrespect	and	disobedience.
	I	was	puzzled	and	perplexed	;	and	unwisely	ordered	a
	wholesale	punishment,	depriving	them	of	a	portion	of	their
	tea.	This	was	the	signal	for	open	defiance	and	rebellion
	of	nine	out	of	the	fourteen.	The	Vicar	of	S.	Michael	s
	most	kindly	came	to	my	assistance,	and	spoke	earnestly
	and	kindly	to	the	girls.	They	listened	in	respectful
	silence;	but	no	sooner	had	he	left	the	house	than	a
	chorus	of	voices	(not	in	my	presence)	arose	"	He	was
	very	kind,	but	he	was	not	the	chaplain;	he	could	not
	dismiss	them	:	what	did	they	care	for	him	?	"	etc.	I	thus
	discovered	their	idea	was,	that,	in	the	chaplain	s	absence,
	we	were	powerless,	and,	as	they	expressed	it,	they	"would
	have	their	fling."	The	little	parlour-maid,	who	was	one
	of	the	worst,	appeared	just	before	prayer-time	to	say,
	"Please,	ma	am,	the	girls	doesn	t	feel	fit	for	chapel."
	"	I	am	sorry	to	hear	it,"	was	my	reply.	"	Nevertheless,
	you	will	ring	the	prayer-bell,	please,	and	I	will	have
	prayers."	Five	girls	came	in	to	prayers	;	the	other	nine
	remained	in	a	little	summer-house	in	the	garden,	and,
	as	I	heard	afterwards,	had	a	little	prayer-meeting	of	their
	own	there	!
	The	kind	friend	whom	I	had	met	at	Tenterden	as	a
	stranger,	and	who	worked	with	me	there,	till	illness


V/
	King	Sacripant	retnrn'd	with	equal	speed	;
	And	each	on	each	impell'd	his	rapid	steed.
	Not	bulls	or	lions	thus	the	battle	wage
	With	teeth	and	horns,	in	mutual	blood	and	rage,
	As	fought	these	eager	warriors	in	the	field	:
	Each	fcreefal	javelm	pierc'd	the	other's	shield
	With	hideous	crash	;	the	dreadful	clangours	rise,
	Swell	from	the	vales,	and	echo	to	the	skies	!
	Through	cither's	breast	had	pierc'd	the	pointed
	wood,	440
	But	the	w	11-temper'd	plates	the	force	withstood.
	The	fiery	coursers,	long	to	battle	bred,
	Like	butting	rams	encounter'd	head	to	head.
	The	stranger's	with	the	shock	began	to	reel,
	But	soon	recover'd	with	the	goring	steel	;
	While	on	the	ground	the	Pagan's	breathless	fell,
	A	beast	that,	living,	serv'd	his	master	well.
	The	knight	unknown,	beholding	on	the	mead
	His	foe	lie	crush'd	beneath	the	slaughter'd	steed,
	And	deeming	here	no	further	glory	due,	450
	Rp9!>!v'd	no	more	the	contest	to	renew	;
	But	turning	swift,	again	pursu'd	bis	way,
	And	loft	the	fierce	Circassian	where	he	lay.
	As	when,	the	thunder	o'er,	the	ether	clears,
	Slow	rising	from	the	stroke	the	hind	appears,
	Where	stretch'd	he	lay	all	senseless	on	the	plain,
	Where	fast	beside	him	lay	his	oxen	slain	;
	And	see	the	pine,	that	once	had	rais'd	in	air
	Its	stately	branches,	now	of	honours	bare	:
	So	rose	the	Pagan	from	the	fatal	place,	460
	His	mistress	present	at	the	dire	disgrace,
	'lie	sigh'd	full	deeply	from	his	inmost	heart,
	Mot	for	a	wounded	limb,	or	outward	smart;
	But	shame	alone	his	tortur'd	bosom	tore,
	A	shame	like	this	he	ne'er	oonfess'd	before	;
	Aud	more	he	sorrow	'd,	when	the	damsel	freed
	His	limbs	enciimber'd	from	the	murder'd	steed	;
	Long	time	he	silent	stood	with	downcast	look,
	Till	first	Ange-ica	the	silence	broke.
	She	thus	began	:	"	Let	not	my	lord	bemoan	470
	His	courser's	fatal	errour,	not	his	own	;
	For	him	had	grassy	mead	been	fitter	far,
	Or	stalls	with	grain	surcharg'd,	than	feats	of	war	!
	Yet	little	praise	awaits	yon	haughty	knight,
	Wor-^an	he	justly	glory	in	his	might;
	For	he7"m"eHutjks,	may	well	be	said	to	yield,
	Who	first	forsak>^he	fight	and	dies	the	field."
	With	words	like	'-these	the	drooping	king	she
	cheer'd,
	When	from	the	woods	a	messenger	appear"d	;
	Tir'd	with	a	length	of	way	he	seem'd	to	ride,	480
	His	crooked	horn	and	wallet	at	his	side	:
	When	now,	approaching	to	the	Pagan	knight,
	He	ask'd	if	he	had	seen,	with	buckler	white,
	And	snowy	plumage	o'er	his	crest	display'd,
	A	warrior	passing	through	the	forest	shade.
	To	whom	thus	.	c	.cripant	in	brief	again	;
	"	Theknight	you	seek	has	stretch'd	me	on	the	plain	:
	.Hut	now	he	parted	hence	;	to	him	J	owe
	My	sham'd	defeat,	nor	yet	my	victor	know."
	"	1	shall	not,	since	you	wish	me	to	reveal,"	490
	Reply'd	the	messenger,	your	foe	conceal	:
	Know	then,	the	fall	you	suffcr'd	in	the	fight,
	A	gallant	virgin	gave,	unmatch'd	in	might,
	Of	fame	for	deeds	of	arms,	of	greater	fame
	For	beauteous	form,	and	Eradamnl	her	name."
	lie	said	;	and	turn'd	his	courser	from	the	place:
	The	Saracen,	oVrwhdm'd	with	new	disgrace,
	All	mute	with	conscious	shame	dejected	stood,
	While	o'er	his	features	liu	;	Ird	the	mantliug	blood	;
	HOOLE'S	TRANSLATION
	Till	to	the	damsel's	steed	the	knight	address'd	500
	His	silent	steps,	and	now	the	saddle	press'd	;
	Then	plac'd	the	fair	Angelica	behi:id,
	Resolv'd	s;*me	more	secure	retreat	to	find.
	Ere	far	they	rode,	they	heard	a	trampling	sound,
	That	all	the	forest	seem'd	to	shake	around	:
	They	look,	and	soon	a	stately	steed	behold,
	Whose	costly	trappings	shine	with	burnish'd	gold;
	He	leaps	the	stccpy	mounds,	and	crossing	floods,
	And	bends	before	his	way	the	crashing	woods.
	"Unless	the	mingled	boughs,	with	dusky	shade,
	Deceive	my	erring	sight,"	exclaim'd	the	maid,510
	"	I	see	Bayardo	*3	in	yon	gallant	horse,	[course	:
	That	through	the	woodland	breaks	his	sounding
	One	palfrey	could	but	ill	two	riders	bear,
	And	fortune	sends	him	to	relieve	our	care."
	King	Sacripant,	alighting	on	the	plain,
	Drew	near,	and	thought	secure	to	seize	the	rein	;
	But	snift	as	lightnings	flash	along	the	sky,
	With	spurning	heels	Bayardo	made	reply.
	It	chanc'd	bes-ide	him	the	Circassian	stood,	520
	Else	had	he	mourn'd	his	rash	attempt	in	blood	;
	Such	dreadful	force	was	in	the	courser's	heel,
	The	stroke	had	burst	a	mount	of	solid	steel.
	Then	to	Angelica	with	easy	pace
	He	moves,	and	humbly	views	her	well-known	face	:
	A	spaniel	thus,	domestic	at	the	board,
	Fawns	after	absence,	and	surveys	his	lord.
	The	damsel	was	remember'd	by	the	steed
	Wont	at	Albracoa	4	*	from	her	hands	to	feed,
	What	time	Hinaldo.	courted	by	the	maid,	530
	With	foul	ingratitude	her	love	repay'd.
	Now	boldly	in	her	hand	she	took	the	rein,	[mane	:
	Strok'd	his	broad	chest,	and	smooth'd	his	ruffled
	While	conscious	he,	with	wondrous	sense	indu'd,
	Still	as	a	lamb,	beside	her	gently	stood,
	The	watchful	Pagan	leap'd	into	the	seat,
	And	curb'd,	with	streighten'd	reins,	Bayardo's	heat.
	The	palfrey	to	Angelica	remain'd,
	Wh6	gladly	thus	her	former	place	regain'd.
	Now	as	by	chance	she	cast	her	eyes	aside,	540
	A	knight	on	foot	in	sounding	arms	she	spy'd:
	When	sudden	lerrour	on	her	face	was	shown,
	Soon	as	the	knight	for	Amon's	son	was	known.
	23	Many	wonders	are	told	in	the	romances	of	this
	h(	rse.	It	is	said	that	he	was	found	by	Malagigi	in
	a	grotto,	together	with	a	suit	of	armour	and	the
	sword	Fusberta,	all	under	the	guard	of	a	horrible
	serpent,	and	that	by	his	magic	art	he	got	possession
	of,	and	gave	them	to	Ruialdo.	See	Innamora-
	mcuto	di	Rinaldo,	c.	iv.
	"*	Malagigi,	who	was	made	prisoner	by	Angelica,
	(see	General	View,	&.)	being	released	upon	his
	parole,	endeavoured	to	persuade	Rinaldo	to	re
	turn	her	love	;	but	all	his	arguments	proving	in
	effectual,	he,	in	revenge,	by	a	magical	illusion,
	decoyed	his	cousin	from	the	Christian	camp	:
	Bayardo,	being	left	behind,	came	into	the	pos
	session	of	Astolpho,	who,	going	to	the	siege	of
	Albracca,	in	aid	of	Angelica,	was	overthrown	be
	fore	the	walls	of	that	city,	when	his	horse	was
	seized	by	Agrican;'	who	being	afterwards	slain,
	Bayardo	came	into	the	hands	of	Orlando,	who	had
	lost	his	horse	Brigliadoro.	Orlando	at	last	having
	recovered	his	own,	and	departing	from	Cathay	on
	a	new	adventure,	left	Bayardo	in	Albracca	with
	Angelica,	who	soon	after	sent	him	to	his	master
	ilinaldo.	See	Orlando	Innam.


HOOLE'S	TRANSLATION
	V/
	King	Sa^rlpant	retnrn'd	with	equal	speed	;
	And	each	on	each	impell'd	his	ra)>id	steed.
	Not	bulls	or	lions	thus	the	battle	wage
	With	teeth	and	horns,	in	mutual	blixxl	and	rage,
	As	fought	these	eager	warriors	in	the	field	:
	Each	forceful	javelin	pierc'd	the	other's	shield
	"With	hideous	crash	;	the	dreadful	clangours	rise,
	Swell	from	the	vales,	and	echo	to	the	skies	!
	Through	cither's	breast	had	pierc'd	the	pointed
	wood,	440
	But	the	w	ll-temper'd	plates	the	force	withstood.
	The	fiery	coursers,	long	to	battle	bred,
	Like	butting	rams	enconter'd	head	to	head.
	The	stranger's	with	the	shock	began	to	reel,
	But	soon	recover'd	with	the	goring	steel	;
	While	on	the	ground	the	Pagan's	breathless	fell,
	A	beast	that,	living,	serv'd	his	master	well.
	The	knight	unknown,	beholding	on	the	mead
	His	foe	lie	crush'd	beneath	the	slatighter'd	steed,
	And	deeming	here	no	further	glory	due,	450
	Resolv'd	no	more	the	contest	to	renew	;
	But	turning	swift,	again	pursu'd	bis	way,
	Ansl	loft	the	fierce	Circassian	where	he	lay.
	As	when,	the	thunder	o'er,	the	ether	clears,
	Slow	rising	from	the	stroke	the	hind	appears,
	Where	rtretch'd	he	lay	all	senseless	on	the	plain,
	Where	fast	beside	him	lay	his	oxen	slain	;
	And	see	the	pine,	that	once	had	rais'd	in	air
	Its	stately	branc-hes,	now	of	honours	bare	:
	So	rose	the	Pagan	from	the	fatal	pldce,	460
	His	mistress	present	at	the	dire	disgrace.
	lie	sigh'd	full	deeply	from	his	inmost	henrt,
	Not	for	a	wounded	limb,	or	outward	smart;
	But	shame	alone	his	tortur'd	bo^om	tore,
	A	shame	like	this	he	ne'er	confess'd	before	;
	Aud	more	he	snrrow'd,	when	the	dams-el	freed
	His	limbs	eneumbrr'd	from	the	murder'd	steed	;
	Long	time	he	silent	stood	with	downcast	look,
	Till	first	Angelica	the	silence	broke.
	She	thus	began	:	"	Let	not	my	lord	bemoan	470
	His	courser's	fatal	errour.	not	his	own	;
	For	him	had	grassy	mead	been	fitter	far.
	Or	stalls	with	grain	surcharg'd,	than	feats	of	war	!
	Yet	little	praise	awaits	yon	haughty	knight,
	T*or~an	he	justly	glory	in	his	might;
	For	heT^rtltHunks,	may	well	be	said	to	yield,
	Who	first	forsalcexjhe	fight	and	(lies	the	field."
	With	words	like	"these	the	drooping	king	she
	cheer'd,
	When	from	the	woods	a	messenger	appeaHd	;
	TirYi	with	a	length	of	way	he	seem'd	to	ride,	480
	His	crooked	horn	and	wallet	at	his	side	:
	When	now,	approaching	to	the	Pagan	knight,
	He	ask'd	if	he	had	seen,	with	buckler	white,
	And	snowy	plnmage	o'er	his	crest	display'd,
	A	warrior	passing	through	the	forest	shade.
	To	whom	thus	S-.cripant	in	brief	again	;
	"The	knight	you	seek	has	stretch'd	me	on	the	plain	:
	But	now	he	parted	hence;	to	him	1	owe
	My	&ham'd	defeat,	nor	yet	my	victor	know.'-'
	"	1	shall	not,	since	you	wish	me	to	reveal,"	490
	Reply	'd	the	messenger,	your	foe	conceal	:
	Know	tlu-n,	the	fall	you	suffcr'd	in	the	fight,
	A	gallant	virgin	gave,	unmatch'd	in	might,
	Of	fame	for	deeds	of	arms,	of	greater	fame
	For	Ix-autcous	form,	and	Bradamaat	her	name."
	Ilr	said	;	and	turn'd	his	courser	from	the	place:
	The	Saracen,	oYrwhelni'd	with	new	disgrace,
	All	mi'te	with	conscious	shame	dejected	stood,
	While	u'tr	his	features	tiiuu'd	the	mantling	blood	;
	Till	to	the	damsel's	steed	the	knight	address'd	500
	His	silent	steps,	and	now	the	saddle	press'd;
	Then	plac'd	(he	fair	Angelica	behhd,
	Resolv'd	siime	more	secure	retreat	to	find.
	Ere	far	they	rode,	they	heard	a	trampling	sound,
	That	all	the	forest	seem'd	to	shake	around	:
	They	look,	and	soon	a	stately	steed	behold,
	Whose	costly	trappings	shine	with	burnish'd	goldj
	He	leaps	the	stcepy	mounds,	and	crossing	floods,
	And	ben<is	before	his	way	the	crashing	woods.
	"Unless	the	mingled	boughs,	with	dusky	shade,
	Deceive	my	erring	sight,"	exclaini'd	the	maid,	5	10
	"	I	see	Bayardo	3	in	yon	gallant	horse,	[course	:
	That	through	the	woodland	breaks	his	sounding
	One	palfrey	could	but	ill	two	riders	bear,
	And	fortune	sends	him	to	relieve	our	care."
	King	Sacripant,	alighting	on	the	plain,
	Drew	near,	and	thought	secure	to	seize	the	rein	;
	But	swift	as	lightnings	flash	along	the	sky,
	\Vith	spurning	heels	Bayardo	made	reply.
	It	chanc'd	bes-ide	him	the	Circassian	stood,	520
	Else	had	he	mourn'd	his	rash	attempt	in	blood	;
	Such	dreadful	force	was	in	the	courser's	heel,
	The	stroke	had	burst	a	mount	of	solid	steel.
	Then	to	Angelica	with	easy	pace
	He	moves,	and	humbly	views	her	well-known	face:
	A	spaniel	thus,	domestic	at	the	board,
	Fawns	after	absence,	and	surveys	his	lord.
	The	damsel	was	remember'd	by	the	steed
	Wont	at	Albracca^	from	her	hands	to	feed,
	What	time	Hinaldo.	courted	by	the	maid,	530
	With	foul	ingratitude	her	love	repay'd.
	Now	boldly	in	her	hand	she	took	the	rein,	[mane	:
	Strok'd	his	broad	chest,	and	smooth'd	his	ruffled
	While	conscious	he,	with	wondrous	sense	indu'd,
	Still	as	a	lamb,	beside	her	gently	stood,
	The	watchful	Pagan	leap'd	into	the	seat,
	And	curb'd,	with	streighten'd	reins,	Bayardo's	heat.
	The	palfrey	to	Angelica	remain'd,
	Wh6	gladly	thus	her	former	place	regain'd.
	Now	as	by	chance	she	cast	her	eyes	aside,	540
	A	knight	on	foot	in	sounding	arms	she	spy'd:
	When	sudden	t	errour	on	her	face	was	shown,
	Soon	as	the	knight	for	Amon's	son	was	known.
	-3	Many	wonders	are	told	in	the	romances	of	this
	hcrse.	It	is	said	that	he	was	found	by	Malagigi	in
	a	grotto,	together	with	a	suit	of	armour	and	the
	sword	Fusberta,	all	under	the	guard	of	a	horrible
	serpent,	and	that	by	his	magic	art	he	got	possession
	of,	and	gave	them	to	Rioaldo.	See	Innamora-
	muuto	di	Rinaldo,	c.	iv.
	*	Malagigi,	who	was	made	prisoner	by	Angelica,
	(see	General	View,	&c.)	being	released	upon	his
	parole,	endeavoured	to	persuade	Rinaldo	to	re
	turn	her	love	;	but	all	his	arguments	proving	in
	effectual,	he,	in	revenge,	by	a	magical	illusion,
	decoyed	his	cousin	from	the	Christian	camp	:
	Bayardo,	being	left	behind,	came	into	the	pos
	session	of	Astolpho,	who,	going	to	the	siege	of
	Albracca,	in	aid	of	Angelica,	was	overthrown	be
	fore	the	walls	of	that	city,	when	his	horse	was
	seized	by	Agrican;	who	being	afterwards	slain,
	Bayardo	came	into	the	hands	of	Orlando,	who	had
	lost	his	horse	Brigliadoro.	Orlando	at	last	having
	recovered	his	own,	and	departing	from	Cathay	on
	a	new	adventure,	left	Bayardo	in	Albracca	with
	Angelica,	who	soon	after	sent	him	to	his	master
	Hinaldo.	See	Orlando	Inuam.


OF	ORLANDO	FURIOSO.	BOOK	V.
	67
	As	none,	among	the	nobles	of	the	blood,
	Except	the	king-,	in	rank	before	him	stood:
	And	promis'd,	should	my	counsel	e'er	ensure
	His	sovereign's	favour,	and	the	bride	secure;
	The	service,	ever	present	to	his	mind,
	In	ties	of	gratitude	his	soul	should	bind	:	100
	That	I	alone,	his	wife,	his	friends	above,
	Should	reign	th'	unrivall'd	partner	of	his	love.
	"	1	(that	his	happiness	endeavour'd	still,
	Nor	e'er	in	thought	or	deed	control'd	his	will)
	Took	all	occasions	that	I	saw	to	raise
	In	fair	Geneura's	ear	my	lover's	praise.
	Heaven	knows	how	truly	1	employ'd	my	art
	To	serve	him	with	a	just	and	faithful	heart	!
	But	vain	th'	attempt,	my	much-lov'd	duke	to	place
	Wirh	many	a	trial	in	the	fair	one's	grace.	110
	Another	love	was	kindled	in	her	breast,
	Another	lover	all	her	sonl	possess'd	:
	A	comely	courteous	knight	had	rais'd	a	flame,
	A	knight,	who	from	a	foreign	region	came	:
	He,	will)	his	youthful	brother,	left	the	port
	Of	distant	Italy,	for	Scotland's	court	;
	Where	soon	in	arms	such	vast	renown	he	gain'd,
	No	son	of	Britain	greater	praise	obtain'd	:
	The	king	esteem'd	him,	and	his	favour	show'd,
	By	gifts	of	honour,	and	of	wealth	bestow'd	:	120
	Castles	and	towns	he	gave	to	his	command,
	And	rank'd	him	midst	the	barons	of	the	land.
	This	knight	the	name	of	Ariodantes	bore,
	The	monarch	lov'd	him	much,	his	daughter
	more:
	The	warrior's	valiant	deeds	with	warmth	inspir'd
	Her	gentle	soul,	but	more	the	lover	fir'd	:
	Since	well	she	knew,	for	her	what	flame	possess'd
	The	gentle	Ariodantes'	constant	breast.
	Her	growing	passion	made	the	virgin	hear
	My	lover's	praises	with	averted	ear:	130
	The	more,	to	gain	his	suit,	with	prayers	I	strove,
	The	more	her	hatred	rose	and	spurn'd	his	love.
	"	I	sooth'd	his	grief,	and	oft	essay'd	to	make
	Th'	ambitious	duke	his	vain	design	forsake.
	1	show'd	him	how	the	damsel's	soul	possest
	With	Ariodant,	for	him	alone	confess'd
	The	darts	of	love.	When	Polinesso	heard
	(Such	was	his	name)	wljat	little	hopes	appear'd
	T'	obtain	his	wish,	each	thought	of	tender	kind
	Driv'n	from	his	soul,	his	fierce	revengeful	mind,
	Enrag'd	to	see	another	favour'd	more,	141
	To	hate	converted	what	was	love	before	;
	Between	Geneura	and	her	favourite	knight,
	Resolv'd	to	kindle	rage	and	jealous	spite,
	And	so	the	fire	of	enmity	increase,
	As	ne'er	again	might	be	compos'd	to	peace	:
	Nor	would	he	trust	with	me	his	treacherous	thought,
	But	counsel	only	from	himself	he	sought.
	At	last,	he	thus	his	speech	began	to	frame:
	'	My	dear	Dalinda,'	thus	I'm	known	by	name,	150
	'	Thou	see'st	the	tree,	though	often	hewn,	will
	shoot
	Fresh	branches	from	the	new	divided	root;
	Thus	nought	can	wholly	my	desires	suppress,
	Though	lopt	so	often	by	their	ill	success	;
	Yet	think	not	that	I	prize	the	haughty	dame,
	But	baffled	!	scorn'd	my	soul	rejects	the	shame	!
	This	is	my	will	:	Whene'er	by	love	inspir'd
	We	meet,	the	princess	to	her	bed	retir'd,
	Take	every	garment	that	aside	she	throws,
	And	on	yourself	her	ornaments	dispose	:	1	60
	Like'	her	attempt	to	dress	your	flowing	hair,
	Let	every	gesture	feign	Geneura's	air.
	Before	the	window	take	your	silent	stand,
	And	let	the	ladder	down	with	ready	hand.
	Then	will	I	come,	in	fancy	prepossest
	That	you	are	her	you	seem	by	mien	and	vest	:
	For	well	I	trust,	while	thus	myself	I	cheat,
	To	cure	my	fond	desire	with	this	deceit.'	.
	'	He	said;	and	I,	unconscious,	ne'er	perceiv'd	/
	(So	far	had	low	my	thoughts	of	sense	bereav'd)	170
	That	what	he	ask'd,	my	treacherous	lover	meant,
	With	secret	guilt	t'	effect	some	base	intent	;
	But	like	Geneura	cloth'd	in	vestment	white,
	Keceiv'd	his	visits	many	a	secret	night;
	Nor	saw	the	reason	working	in	his	mind,
	Till	all	had	follow'd	which	his	guile	dcsign'd.
	"	His	purpose	thus	secur'd,	the	wily	duke
	Aside	th'	unwary	Ariodantes	took';
	For	once	they	liv'd	in	friendship's	social	band
	Ere	fatal	rivals	for	Geneura's	hand.	180
	'	With	deep	regret	I	find,'	he	thus	address'd
	The	gentle	knight,	'	when	singled	from	the	rest,
	Amidst	my	peers	I	show'd	you	most	regard,
	You	should	so	ill	my	partial	choice	reward.
	Full	well	you	know	what	love	(long	time	declar'd)
	With	mine	Geneura's	gentle	heart	has	shar'd	j
	And	see	me	now	preparing	to	demand
	The	maid	in	marriage	from	my	sovereign's	hand.
	Why	will	you	then	disturb	my	rightful	claim	?
	Why	thus	indulge	a	rash	and	hopeless	flame	?	190
	I	swear,	had	Heaven	revers'd	our	fates,	to	thee
	My	juster	choice	had	left	the	fair-one	free.'
	"	'	It	moves	me	more	to	view	your	fruitless	pain,'
	Thus	Ariodantes	answer'd	him	again,
	'	Since,	ere	your	thoughts	aspir'd	to	win	the	dame,
	My	soul	had	nourish'd	long	the	growing	flame	;
	And	ne'er	could	sympathy	more	powerful	prove,
	To	join	two	amorous	minds	in	mutual	love.
	Why	then	respect	not	you	our	friendly	band,
	Or	pay	my	vows	the	deference	you	demand	?	200
	Were	you	beheld	with	more	propitious	eyes,
	Long	since	had	I	resign'd	the	beauteous	prize	:
	But	well	I	hope	the	princely	maid	to	wed,
	Though	your	possessions	may	-be	wider	spread	:
	Not	less	my	deeds	by	Scotland's	king	approved,
	And	by	his	daughter	am	I	more	belov'd.'
	"	'	Overweening	confidence,'	the	duke	rejoin'd,
	'	Has	but	deceiv'd	thy	fond	distemper'd	mind	!
	Sincere	the	progress	of	thy	love	impart,
	And,	in	return,	will	I	disclose	my	heart.	210
	So	he,	who	in	success	appears	to	yield,
	Shall	to	his	happier	rival	quit	the	field.
	Whate'er	thou	speak'st,	yon'	Heaven	I	here	attest.
	The	tale	shall	safe	within	this	bosom	rest;
	So	shall	thou	vow,	thou	never	wilt	disclo.se
	Whate'er	my	friendship	may	in	thee	repose,'
	"	This	said,	each	ether's	secrets	to	conceal
	They	swore;	then	Ariodant	began	to	tell
	His	love's	pursuit,	and,	undisguis'd,	display'd
	His	tender	contract	with	the	royal	maid	;	220
	Who,	if	the	king	her	sire	her	suit	denied,
	Vow'd,	for	his	sake,	to	shun	the	name	of	bride.
	He	urg'd	his	hopes,	by	many	battles	won
	In	former	fields,	by	trophies	yet	unknown,
	Which	still	he	hop'd	in	future	fields	to	gain,
	For	the	king's	fame	and	welfare	of	his	reign
	To	rise	so	high	in	rank,	the	monarch's	voice
	Should	yield	his	daughter,	and	confirm	her	choice.
	'	Behold,'	he	cried,	'	the	point	my	love	has	gain'd,
	And	none,	I	deem,	has	equal	grace	obtain'd.	230
	1	seek	no	other	at	Geneura's	hand,
	-Till	sanctify'd	by	Hymen's	holy	band	:


HOOLE'S	TRANSLATION
	T	were	vain	to	ask	her	more,	whose	virtuous	miiul
	Leaves	every	maid	in	chastity	behind.'
	"	V.'licn	Ariodantes	thus	with	truth	declar'd
	How	f;\r	he	deem'd	his	love	-might	find	reward,
	Puke	r<>!iiif!-so,	who	with	guile	devis'd
	To	make	Ocneura	by	her	kn	;	ght	despis'd,
	Thus	fraudulent	pursu'd	'Now	hear	me	tell,
	How	fnr	my	happier	chance	cjn	thine	excel.	240
	With	thee	she	feigns,	she	scorns	thy	hated	name,
	While	with	vain	hopes	she	feeds	tlty	boasted	flame;
	But	better	proofs	of	love	to	me	affords,
	Than	airy	promises,	and	empty	words;
	Which,	under	secrecy,	I	shall	reveal,
	Though	lady's	favour?	we	should	still	conceal.
	No	conscious	month	revolves,	but	sees	me	led
	Full	many	a	night	to	fair	Geneura's	bed	;
	Beholds	me	ela>-p	her	yielding	in	my	arms,
	And	riot,	um-Mifin'd.	in	all	her	charms.
	Judue,	if	thy	favours	can	with	mine	compare	:	2oO
	Then	yield	to	me,	and	seek	some	kinder	fair,
	Since	love	has	croun'd	my	happier	fortune	there.'
	"	'Tis	false	!'	thus	Ariodant	incens'd	replies,
	'	Thou	hast	defam'd	the	fair	with	odious	lies;
	And	hast	devis'd	what	thon	hast	said,	to	prove
	If	shallow	tales	can	fright	me	from	my	love.
	But	since	too	imich	Geneura's	fame	they	stain,
	It	fits,	what	thou	hast	spoken,	to	maintain.
	This	instant	will	I	brand	thee,	ere	we	part,	260
	A	liar	and	a	traitor	in	thy	In-art.'
	"	'	'T	were	weak	indeed,"	the	duke	again	re
	plied,
	'	A	strife	like	this	by	combct	to	decide	;
	When	here	I	offer,	what	these	lips	have	told,
	Those	eyes	shall	vuuiess,	and	the	truth	behold.'
	"	At	this	to	stagger	Ariodant	bepan,
	While	through	his	hones	a	chilling	tremour	ran	:
	And	but	some	glimmer	m?	yet	of	hope	rcmain'd,
	His	heart	bad	scarce	its	vital	heat	retain'd.
	His	busom	throbb'd,	his	shifting	colour	fled,	270
	As	thus	at	length	with	falt'ring	words	he	said	:
	'	When	you	disclose	this	deed	before	my	sight,
	(Attend	me	here	my	sacred	promise	plight)
	Thenceforth	1	vow	to	leave	Geneura	free,
	So	liberal	found	to	you,	so	harsh	to	me	!
	Tn	vain	your	words	my	o	ns'ant	mind	would	move,
	Unless	these	eyes	her	fatal	falsehood	prove.'
	"	This	said,	they	parted	:	soon	was	fix'd	again
	The	night	my	treacherous	duke	to	entertain	:
	When	to	complete	the	snare	his	craft	had	wrought,
	My	guileful	lover	Ariodantes	Fought	;	281
	And	bade	him	take	his	stand	th'	ensuing	night
	Amidst	those	r	Vd	piles,	coneeal'd	from	sight.
	"	But	Ariodantes	now	in	thought	began
	To	doubt	that	this	conceal'd	some	murderous	plan;
	That	the	false	duke,	by	rival	hatred	sway'd,
	A	secret	ambush	for	his	life	had	laid,
	Pretending	there	a	cruel	proof	to	give
	Of	what	his	thoughts	till	then	could	ne'er	conceive.
	Yet	was	he	firm	to	go,	but	on	his	guard,	290
	Resolv'd	for	all	assaults	to	be	prepar'd	;
	That,	if	the	chance	requi.-	d,	he	bravely	might
	Withstand	his	ambush'd	enemy	in	fight.
	His	brother	was	a	knight	of	prudence	sound,
	Of	all	the	court	in	arms	the	most	renonn'd,	"
	Lurcanio	call'd,	and	Irss,	with	him,	he	fcar'd,
	Than	if	ten	others	on	his	side	appear'd.
	This	gallant	youth	he	bade	his	aims	prepare,
	And	led	th*	adventure	of	the	night	to	share.
	Not	that	he	told	the	secrets	of	his	heart,	300
	For	thcjc	to	him,	nor	none,	would	he	impart.
	"	And	now	approach'd	so	near	the	destin'd	place
	As	from	the	haul	a	stone	might	fly	the	space,
	I;.-;	plac'd	Lurcanio	there,	aud	thti-	he	taid	:
	'	When	need	demands,	then	hasten	to	my	aid	;
	But	till	my	voice	yon	hear,	forbear	to	move	;
	Be	silcv.t,	as	you	prize	your	brother's	love.'
	*	Go,	fiT.r	me	not,'	his	brother	thus	replied.
	Then	Ariodantes,	parting	from	his	side,
	Went	to	th'	appointed	place,	his	station	took,	310
	And	on	my	window	fix'd	his	anxious	look.
	Now,	from	a	different	part	the	traitor	came,
	So	ready	to	pollute	Geneura's	fame;
	Without	delay	the	wonted	signal	made
	To	me,	who	little	knew	what	snare	was	laid.
	Then	in	a	dress	Geneura	iis-'d	to	wear,
	Soon	as	I	found	my	Polinesso	there,
	I	from	th'	apartment	to	the	gallery	drew,
	And	stood,	on	ev'ry	side	expos'd	to	view.
	My	vest	was	white,	and	richly	to	behold,	320
	Deck'd	all	around	with	costly	fringe	of	gold;
	A	golden	net	descending	from	my	head
	With	crimson	flowers,	was	o'er	my	habit	spread.
	"	Lurcanio	now,	who	deem'd	with	anxious	mind
	Some	ill	for	Ariodantes'	life	design'd,
	Ai:d	partly	by	a	natural	passion	le.d,
	Desire	of	knowing	how	his	fortune	sped,
	With	vary	tread	his	brother's	steps	pursued,
	And	silent	near	him	undiscover'd	stood.
	Meanwhile	I	thoughtless	came:	the	silver	Moon
	resplendent	on	my	glittering	garments	shone	:	331
	Xor	seem'd	I	much	unlike	the	royal	fair,
	In	outward	person,	or	in	borrow	'd	air;
	And	both	the	brethren,	by	the	duke	deceiv'd.
	The	well-concerted	fraud	for	truth	believ'd.
	Judge	at	that	time	what	cruel	pangs	possess'd
	The	wretched	Anodante.^	1	tortur'd	breast.
	Now	Polincsso	comes,	and	full	in	sight
	Receives	the	ladder,	and	ascends	the	height.
	Then,	thinking	none	beheld	what	fondly	pass'd,	340
	Around	his	neck	my	eager	arms	I	cast,
	And,	as	I	ever	had	my	duke	caress'd,
	With	many	a	tender	kiss	his	lips	I	press'd.
	Which	he	with	warmth	return'd	:	Th'	unhappy
	knight,
	Who	stood	spectator	of	this	hated	sight,
	So	deeply	sunk	beneath	the	load	of	grief,
	His	soul	resolv'd	from	death	to	seek	relief;
	Then	drew	the	sword,	despairing,	from	his	side,
	And	to	his	breast	the	fatal	point	apply'd.
	Lurcanio	(who	surpris'd	my	lover	view'd	350
	Ascend	the	gallery	where	disguis'd	I	stood,
	But	knew	not	for	the	duke)	advanc'd	with	speed,
	Soon	as	he	saw	his	brother's	frantic	deed,
	And	seizing	hastily	his	furious	hand,
	From	his	rash	act	the	haples	knight	restrain'd	:
	Had	he	been	more	remote,	or	longer	stay'd,
	In	vain,	alas	!	had	prov'd	his	pious	aid.
	"	'Ah	wretched,	senseless	brother!	'thus	he	cried,	.
	'	What	rage	has	turn'	d	your	better	thought*
	aside	?
	Thus	for	a	woman	is	your	death	design'd	?	369
	All	false,	as	clouds	that	flit	before	the	wind	!
	Far	rather	let	her	die,	her	sex's	stain	!
	Rut	for	a	nobler	end	your	life	retain.
	Before	this	crime	she	justly	claim'd	your	love	j
	But	now	she	should	alone	your	hatred	move;
	Since	your	own	eyes	have	witness'd	to	her	shame,
	And	^een	how	low	she	prostitutes	her	fame.
	Then	let	those	arms,	against	yourself	employ'd.
	Before	the	king	her	sire	her	fate	decide.'


70	HOOLE'S	TRANSLATION
	Thus	to	the	Paladins	Dalinda	told
	Her	mournful	tale,	while	still	their	way	they	hold;
	And	if	l>efi>re	he	meant	t'	assist	the	dame,
	When	just	suspicion	seem'd	to	tax	her	fame	;
	More	earnest	now	his	bosom's	zeal	appear'd,
	When	thus	the	cruel	calumny	he	heard.
	Then	tow'rds	St.	Andrew's	towu	with	eager	haste
	Rinaldo	with	the	squire	and	damsel	passed	:	511
	The	king	and	court	were	there;	and	there	the	strife
	Must	soon	decide	his	daughter's	death	or	life.
	As	nearer	to	the	neighbouring	towns	tliey	drew.
	They	found	a	squire	who	gave	them	tidings	new	;
	That	a	strange	champion	there	in	armour	came,
	Who	undertook	to	clear	Geneura's	fame	;
	Unknown	his	cuirass,	and	unknown	his	shield,
	His	name	and	lineage	from	his	squire	conceal'd;
	For	since	he	first	appear'd,	he	ne'er	expos'd	520
	His	face	to	view,	but	wore	his	beaver	clos'd.
	This	heard,	Rinaldo	swift	his	way	pursued,
	And	soon	the	city	and	the	gates	he	view'd.
	There	seem'd	Dalinda	sore	oppress'	d	with	fear,
	Till	brave	Rinaldo's	words	her	spirits	cheer	:
	Observing	how	the	gates	were	closely	barr'd.
	He	ask'd	the	cause,	and	thus	reply'd	the	guard	:
	That	thence	the	crowd	were	fled	to	view	the	fight
	Between	Lurcanio	and	a	stranger-knight,
	Which,	distant,	on	a	spacious	plain	they	wag'd,	530
	And	that	the	combatants	were	then	engag'd.
	None	here	Rinaldo's	eager	course	oppos'd,
	The	porter	open'd,	and	the	gate	re-clos'd	:
	Through	the	void	city	pass'd	the	gallant	knight	;
	But,	by	the	way,	he	made	the	dame	alight;
	And	bade	her	wait	the	issue	of	the	fight
	Impatient	thence	he	hastens	to	the	field,	[wield	;
	Where	the	two	knights	their	wrathful	weapons
	Who	many	blows	had	giv'n	on	either	part	:
	There	fought	Lurcanio	with	revengeful	heart	540
	Against	Geneura;	while	on	t'other	hand
	The	stranger's	courage	well	her	cause	maintain'd.
	With	these,	six	warriors	in	the	lists	appear
	On	foot	?	the	cuirass	on	their	breast	they	wear.
	The	duke	of	Albany	there	takes	his	place,
	Upon	a	gallant	steed	of	generous	race:
	To	him,	as	to	high	constable,	they	yield
	To	keep	the	order	of	the	listed	field.
	Fierce	were	his	looks,	exulting	in	his	thought,
	To	see	Geneura	in	such	danger	brought.	550
	Through	the	thick	press	Rinaldo	forc'd	his	way;
	No	multitudes	Bayardo's	course	could	stav	:
	Those,	who	the	tempest	of	his	coming	found,
	Appear'd	not	slow	to	give	the	courser	ground.
	Rinaldo.	eminent	above	the	rest,
	Appear'd	the	flower	of	chivalry	confest	:
	Till,	near	the	king	arriv'd,	his	course	he	stay'd;
	All	listening	round	to	hear	the	words	he	said.
	"	My	noble	lord,"	the	champion	thus	began,
	"	The	hands	of	yonder	combatants	restrain.	560
	3	See	Shake-spear's	Much	Ado	About	Nothing,
	where	the	circumstances	of	the	plot,	so	far	as	re
	lates	to	Claudio	and	Hero,	are	very	similar	to	this
	story	of	Ariodantes	and	Geneura	:	but	one	of	our
	last	new	tragedies,	called	the	Law	of	Lombardy.	is
	more	immediately	built	on	the	incidents	of	Ariosto's
	fable.	This	story	of	Geneura	was	imitated	by
	Melain	de	Gelais,	a	French	poet,	about	1572.
	Another	tale	was	written	on	the	same	subject,
	entitled,	C'onte	de	1'lufantc	Geneure	fille	du	roy
	d	r	Ecosse,	1556.
	1
	Whoe'er	shall	perish	in	the	doubtful	strife,
	Must	undeserv'd	resign	a	noble	life.
	One	thinks	himself	by	justice	only	led,
	But	treason	o'er	his	head	a	mist	has	spread	:
	That	fatal	e.rrour	which	his	brother	slew,
	Himself	to	brave	the	dangerous	combat	drew	:
	The	other	knows	not	yet	if	wrong	or	right
	Attend	his	cause,	but	issues	to	the	fight,
	The	courteous	prowess	of	his	arms	to	try,
	Rather	than	let	such	matchless	beauty	die.	570
	Lo	!	here	I	come	to	give	the	guiltless	aid,
	Avenging	on	the	traitor,	the	betray'd	:
	But	first,	bid	each	awhile	his	rage	forbear,
	Then	audience	give	to	what	I	shall	declare."
	The	king	was	mov'd	with	what	Rinaldo	said,
	Both	by	his	words	and	noble	presence	sway'd	;
	Then,	stretching	out	his	hand,	commands	the	peace,
	And	bids	awhile	the	combatants	to	cease.
	When	to	the	king,	and	barons	of	the	land,
	The	knights,	and	populace	on	either	hand,	580
	Rinaldo	all	the	subtle	snare	display'd
	By	Polinesso	for	Geneura	laid.
	The	tale	explain'd,	he	offer'd	with	his	sword
	E'en	there	to	prove	the	truth	of	every	word.
	Now	Polinesso,	summon'd	to	the	place,
	Appear'd	with	deep	confusion	in	his	face	;
	But	yet	with	boldness,	he	the	fact	deny'd:
	"	Soon	shall	we,"	said	Rinaldo,	"	this	decide."
	Thus,	ready	arm'd,	the	list	prepar'd	in	view,
	They	both,	without	delay,	to	combat	drew.	590
	What	transport	to	the	king,	and	all	the	land,
	To	hear	Geneura's	innocence	maintain'd	!
	Each	hop'd,	that	God	would	openly	proclaim
	How	falsehood	had	defac'd	her	spotless	name.
	The	duke	was	known	for	every	treacherous	art,
	Unjust,	and	cruel,	fraudulent	of	heart,
	That	none	could	wonder	such	a	villain's	mind
	A	snare	so	horrid	and	so	black	design'd	!
	Now	Polinesso	stands	with	fear	confest,
	With	bloodless	visage,	and	with	panting	breast	600
	Thrice	sounds	the	trump,	and	at.	the	warning
	blast,
	His	lance	in	rest	the	trembling	traitor	plac'd.
	On	t'other	hand	Rinaldo	came,	and	try'd
	At	one	fierce	course	the	conflict	to	decide.
	Nor	err'd	the	weapon	from	the	knight's	intent,
	But	through	the	traitor's	panting	bosom	went:
	Pierc'd	through	and	through;	he,	by	the	dreadful
	force,
	Was	borne	to	earth	six	feet	beyond	his	horse.
	Rinaldo	now	dismounts;	and,	as	he	lies,
	Swift	from	the	helpless	wretch	his	helm	unties.	610
	But	he,	unable	more	to	wage	the	war,
	For	mercy	then	prefers	his	bumble	prayer;
	And	to	the	king	and	court	on	every	side,
	Confess'd	the	fraud	for	which	he	justly	dy'd.
	While	yet	with	weak	and	faltering	words	he	spoke,
	His	utterance	fail'd,	and	life	his	limbs	forsook.
	The	king	rejoir'd	his	much-lov'd	child	to	see
	From	threaten'd	death	and	ignominy	free.
	Not	with	such	transport	(had	some	hostile	power
	Driv'n	him	an	exile	from	his	native	shore)	620
	Had	he	his	crown	regain'd	;	and	hence	he	gave
	Distinguish'd	honours	to	Rinaldo	bravo	;
	But	when,	his	helmet	rais'd,	he	knew	the	knight,
	(A	face	before	no	stranger	to	his	sight)
	With	lifted	hands	his	thanks	to	Heaven	he	paid,
	That	sent	so	fam'd	a	champion	to	his	aid.
	The	knight,	who	first	t'	assist	Geiicum	came,
	(	Unknown	to	all	his	country	and	his	name)