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Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), Odes (ed. John Conington), Book 1, Poem 4 (search)
The touch of Zephyr and of Spring has loosen'd Winter's thrall; The well-dried keels are wheel'd again to sea: The ploughman cares not for his fire, nor cattle for their stall, And frost no more is whitening all the lea. Now Cytherea leads the dance, the bright moon overhead; The Graces and the Nymphs, together knit, With rhythmic feet the meadow beat, while Vulcan, fiery red, Heats the Cyclopian forge in Aetna's pit. 'Tis now the time to wreathe the brow with branch of myrtle green, Or flowers, just opening to the vernal breeze; Now Faunus claims his sacrifice among the shady treen, Lambkin or kidling, which soe'er he please. Pale Death, impartial, walks his round: he knocks at cottage-gate And palace-portal. Sestius, child of bliss! How should a mortal's hopes be long, when short his being's date? Lo here! the fabulous ghosts, the dark abyss, The void of the Plutonian hall, where soon as e'er you go, No more for you shall leap the auspicious die To seat you on the throne of wine; n
Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), Odes (ed. John Conington), Book 3, Poem 4 (search)
dull earth and stormy seas, And towns of men, and realms of pain, And gods, and mortal companies, Alone, impartial in his reign. Yet Jove had fear'd the giant rush, Their upraised arms, their port of pride, And the twin brethren bent to push Huge Pelion up Olympus' side. But Typhon, Mimas, what could these, Or what Porphyrion's stalwart scorn, Rhoetus, or he whose spears were trees, Enceladus, from earth uptorn, As on they rush'd in mad career 'Gainst Pallas' shield? Here met the foe Fierce Vulcan, queenly Juno here, And he who ne'er shall quit his bow, Who laves in clear Castalian flood His locks, and loves the leafy growth Of Lycia next his native wood, The Delian and the Pataran both. Strength, mindless, falls by its own weight; Strength, mix'd with mind, is made more strong By the just gods, who surely hate The strength whose thoughts are set on wrong. Let hundred-handed Gyas bear His witness, and Orion known Tempter of Dian, chaste and fair, By Dian's maiden dart o'erthrown. Hurl
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 4, line 167 (search)
once whatever may transpire, witnessed the loves of Mars and Venus. Grieved to know the wrong, he called the son of Juno, Vulcan, and gave full knowledge of the deed, showing how Mars and Venus shamed his love, as they defiled his bed. Vulcan amazed,Vulcan amazed,— the nimble-thoughted Vulcan lost his wits, so that he dropped the work his right hand held. But turning from all else at once he set to file out chains of brass, delicate, fine, from which to fashion nets invisible, filmy of mesh and airy as the thVulcan lost his wits, so that he dropped the work his right hand held. But turning from all else at once he set to file out chains of brass, delicate, fine, from which to fashion nets invisible, filmy of mesh and airy as the thread of insect-web, that from the rafter swings.— Implicit woven that they yielded soft the slightest movement or the gentlest touch, with cunning skill he drew them round the bed where they were sure to dally. Presently appeared the faithless wife, ed in the chains they could not thence arise, nor could they else but lie in strict embrace,— cunningly thus entrapped by Vulcan's wit.— At once the Lemnian cuckold opened wide the folding ivory doors and called the Gods,— to witness. There they l
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 13, line 313 (search)
“Nor am I to be blamed, if Vulcan's isle of Lemnos has become the residence of Philoctetes. Greeks, defend yourselves, for you agreed to it! Yes, I admit I urged him to withdraw from toils of war and those of travel and attempt by rest to ease his cruel pain. He took my advice and lives! The advice was not alone well meant (that would have been enough) but it was wise. Because our prophets have declared, he must lead us, if we may still maintain our hope for Troy's destruction—therefore, you must not intrust that work to me. Much better, send the son of Telamon. His eloquence will overcome the hero's rage, most fierce from his disease and anger: or else his invention of some wile will skilfully deliver him to us.—The Simois will first flow backward, Ida stand without its foliage, and Achaia promise aid to Troy itself; ere, lacking aid from me, the craft of stupid Ajax will avail. “Though, Philoctetes, you should be enraged against your friends, against the king and me; although you c
T. Maccius Plautus, Amphitryon, or Jupiter in Disguise (ed. Henry Thomas Riley), act 1, scene 1 (search)
y be able to appear valiant to him; that he may keep his hands off me Advances towards the door. MERCURY accosting him. Where are you going, you that are carrying Vulcan enclosed in your hornVulcan enclosed in your horn: "Volcanum in cornu." Literally, "Vulcan in your horn;" alluding to the horn lantern which Sosia is carrying.? Vulcan enclosed in your horn: "Volcanum in cornu." Literally, "Vulcan in your horn;" alluding to the horn lantern which Sosia is carrying.? SOSIA Why do you make that enquiry, you who are boning men's heads with your fists? MERCURY Are you slave or free man? SOSIA Just as it suits my inclination. MERCURY Do you really say so? SOSIA I really do say so. MERCURY Whip-scoundrelWhip-scoundrel: "Verbero." This word, as a substantive, properly means a bad slave, who had beVulcan in your horn;" alluding to the horn lantern which Sosia is carrying.? SOSIA Why do you make that enquiry, you who are boning men's heads with your fists? MERCURY Are you slave or free man? SOSIA Just as it suits my inclination. MERCURY Do you really say so? SOSIA I really do say so. MERCURY Whip-scoundrelWhip-scoundrel: "Verbero." This word, as a substantive, properly means a bad slave, who had been whipped--"a rascal" or "scoundrel." As a verb, it means "I beat." Sosia chooses, for the sake of the quibble, to take it in the latter sense, and tells Mercury that he lies; meaning to say that he (Mercury) is not beating him (Sosia).! SOSIA Now you are telling a lie. MERCURY But I'll soon make you own that I'm telling the tru
T. Maccius Plautus, Menaechmi, or The Twin Brothers (ed. Henry Thomas Riley), act 2, scene 2 (search)
on in his right senses, that I know for sure. CYLINDRUS I'll have these things cooked directly; there shall be no delay. Don't you be going after this anywhere at a distance from the house. Do you want anything? MENAECHMUS SOSICLES You to go to utter and extreme perdition. CYLINDRUS I' faith, 'twere better for you to go in-doors at once and take your place, while I'm subjecting these things to the strength of the fireStrength of the fire: Vulcani ad violentiam. Literally "to the violence of Vulcan," the God of fire. I'll go in-doors now, and tell Erotium that you are standing here, that she may fetch you away hence, rather than you be standing here out of doors. He goes into the house. MENAECHMUS SOSICLES Is he gone then? He is gone. By my faith, I find by experience that your words are not untrue. MESSENIO Do you only be on your guard; for I do believe that some woman in the harlot line is living here, as, in fact. this madman said, who has just gone away from here. MENAECHMUS SOSI
T. Maccius Plautus, Rudens, or The Fisherman's Rope (ed. Henry Thomas Riley), act 3, scene 4 (search)
of ampullæ,' or leather bottles. They were of a big-bellied form, with a narrow neck. will say that it is a hide most capital and most sound for the purposes of his business, what reason is there why I shouldn't mangle you with stripes, even till you have your belly full? Why do you stare at them? If you touch them I'll tear your eyes out. LABRAX Yet notwithstanding, although you forbid me to do so, I'll at once carry them off both together with me. DÆM. What will you do? LABRAX I'll bring Vulcan; he is an enemy to VenusAn enemy to Venus: In so saying, he alludes to the intrigue of Venus with Mars, which was discovered by the device of Vulcan, her injured husband. For the story, see the Metamorphoses of Ovid, B. 4, l. 73, and the Art of Love, B. 2, l. 562.. Goes towards DÆMONES' cottage. TRACHALIO Whither is he going? LABRAX calling at the door. Hallo! Is there anybody here? Hallo! I say. DÆM. If you touch the door, that very instant, upon my faith, you shall get a harvest upon your
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 10, line 434 (search)
receive Or give the battle. Caesar, in the town Placing no trust, within the palace courts Lay in ignoble hiding place, the gates Close barred : nor all the kingly rooms possessed, But in the narrowest portion of the space He drew his band together. There in arms They stood, with dread and fury in their souls. He feared attack, indignant at his fear. Thus will a noble beast in little cage Imprisoned, fume, and break upon the bars His teeth in frenzied wrath; nor more would rage The flames of Vulcan in Sicilian depths Should Etna's top be closed. He who but now By Haemus' mount against Pompeius chief, Italia's leaders and the Senate line, His cause forbidding hope, looked at the fates He knew were hostile, with unfaltering gaze, Now fears before the crime of hireling slaves, And in mid palace trembles at the blow: He whom nor Scythian nor Alaun had dared To violate, nor the Moor who aims the dart Upon his victim slain, to prove his skill. The Roman world but now did not suffice To hold