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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 5, line 74 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 5, line 341 (search)
“First Ceres broke with crooked plow the glebe;
first gave to earth its fruit and wholesome food;
first gave the laws;—all things of Ceres came;
of her I sing; and oh, that I could tell
her worth in verse; in verse her worth is due.
“Because he dared to covet heavenly thrones
Typhoeus, giant limbs are weighted down
beneath Sicilia's Isle—vast in extent—
how often thence he strains and strives to rise?
But his right hand Pachynus holds; his legs are pressed
by Lilybaeus, Aetna weights his heCeres came;
of her I sing; and oh, that I could tell
her worth in verse; in verse her worth is due.
“Because he dared to covet heavenly thrones
Typhoeus, giant limbs are weighted down
beneath Sicilia's Isle—vast in extent—
how often thence he strains and strives to rise?
But his right hand Pachynus holds; his legs are pressed
by Lilybaeus, Aetna weights his head.
Beneath that ponderous mass Typhoeus lies,
flat on his back; and spues the sands on high;
and vomits flames from his ferocious mouth.
He often strives to push the earth away,
the cities and the mountains from his limbs—
by which the lands are shaken. Even the king,
that rules the silent shades is made to quake,
for fear the earth may open and the ground,
cleft in wide chasms, letting in the day,
may terrify the trembling ghosts. Afraid
of this disaster, that dark despot left
his
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 5, line 409 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 5, line 487 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 5, line 572 (search)
“And genial Ceres, full of joy, that now
her daughter was regained, began to speak;
‘Declare the reason of thy wanderings,
O Arethusa! tell me wherefore thou
wert made a sacred stream.’ The waters gave
no sound; but soon that goddess raised her head
from the deep springs; and after sue had dried
her green hair with her hand, wi hens and they call
my name Triptolemus. I neither came
by ship through waves, nor over the dry land;
for me the yielding atmosphere makes way.—
I bear the gifts of Ceres to your land,
which scattered over your wide realm may yield
an ample harvest of nutritious food.’
“The envious Lyncus, wishing to appear
the gracious author of a specting youth with smiles;
but when he fell into a heavy sleep
that savage king attacked him with a sword—
but while attempting to transfix his guest,
the goddess Ceres changed him to a lynx:—
and once again she sent her favoured youth
to drive her sacred dragons through the clouds.
“The greatest of our number ended
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 6, line 87 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 8, line 799 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 10, line 298 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 13, line 623 (search)