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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 11, line 266 (search)
t. My brother had felicite in warre and bloody fyght. His prowesse and his force which now dooth chase in cruell flyght The Dooves of Thisbye since his shape was altred thus anew, Ryght puyssant Princes and theyr Realmes did heeretofore subdew. He had a chyld calld Chyone, whom nature did endew With beawtye so, that when to age of fowreteene yeeres shee grew, A thousand Princes liking her did for hir favour sew. By fortune as bryght Phebus and the sonne of Lady May Came t'one from Delphos, toother from mount Cyllen, by the way They saw her bothe at once, and bothe at once were tane in love. Apollo till the tyme of nyght differd his sute to move. But Hermes could not beare delay. He stroked on the face The mayden with his charmed rod which hath the powre to chace And bring in sleepe: the touch whereof did cast her in so dead A sleepe, that Hermes by and by his purpose of her sped. As soone as nyght with twinckling starres the welkin had beesprent, Apollo in an old wyves
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 11, line 410 (search)
In this meane tyme the Trachine king sore vexed in his thought With signes that both before and since his brothers death were wrought, For counsell at the sacret Spelles (which are but toyes to foode Fond fancyes, and not counsellers in perill to doo goode) Did make him reedy to the God of Claros for to go. For heathenish Phorbas and the folk of Phlegia had as tho The way to Delphos stopt, that none could travell to or fro. But ere he on his journey went, he made his faythfull make Alcyone preevye to the thing. Immediatly theyr strake A chilnesse to her verry bones, and pale was all her face Like box and downe her heavy cheekes the teares did gush apace. Three times about to speake, three times shee washt her face with teares, And stinting oft with sobbes, shee thus complayned in his eares: What fault of myne, husband deere, hath turnd thy hart fro mee? Where is that care of mee that erst was woont to bee in thee? And canst thou having left thy deere Alcyone merrye bee? Doo j