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Homer, The Odyssey (ed. Samuel Butler, Based on public domain edition, revised by Timothy Power and Gregory Nagy.) 36 0 Browse Search
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More) 26 0 Browse Search
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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding) 14 0 Browse Search
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Q. Horatius Flaccus (Horace), The Art of Poetry: To the Pisos (ed. C. Smart, Theodore Alois Buckley) 6 0 Browse Search
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley) 4 0 Browse Search
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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 1, line 253 (search)
had he thought on all the earth to throw, But that he feared lest the flames perhaps so hie should grow As for to set the Heaven on fire, and burne up all the skie. He did remember furthermore how that by destinie A certaine time should one day come, wherein both Sea and Lond And Heaven it selfe shoulde feele the force of Vulcans scorching brond, So that the huge and goodly worke of all the worlde so wide Should go to wrecke, for doubt whereof forthwith he laide aside His weapons that the Cyclops made, intending to correct Mans trespasse by a punishment contrary in effect. And namely with incessant showres from heaven ypoured downe, He did determine with himselfe the mortall kinde to drowne. In Aeolus prison by and by he fettred Boreas fast, With al such winds as chase the cloudes or breake them with their blast, And set at large the Southerne winde: who straight with watry wings And dreadfull face as blacke as pitch, forth out of prison flings. His beard hung full of hideous stor
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 3, line 251 (search)
and stoure The flakie clouds all grisly blacke, as when they threat a shoure. To which he added mixt with winde a fierce and flashing flame, With drie and dreadfull thunderclaps and lightning to the same Of deadly unavoyded dynt. And yet as much as may He goes about his vehement force and fiercenesse to allay. He doth not arme him with the fire with which he did remove The Giant with the hundreth handes, Typhoeus, from above: It was too cruell and too sore to use against his Love. The Cyclops made an other kinde of lightning farre more light, Wherein they put much lesse of fire, lesse fierceness, lesser might. It hight in Heaven the seconde Mace. Jove armes himselfe with this And enters into Cadmus house where Semelles chamber is. She being mortall was too weake and feeble to withstande Such troublous tumultes of the Heavens: and therefore out of hande Was burned in hir Lovers armes. But yet he tooke away His infant from the mothers wombe unperfect as it lay, And (if a man
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 13, line 705 (search)
e trew That Poets fayne) shee was sumtyme a mayd ryght fayre of hew. To her made many wooers sute: all which shee did eschew. And going to the salt Sea nymphes (to whom shee was ryght deere) She vaunted, to how many men shee gave the slippe that yeere. To whom the Lady Galate in kembing of her heare Sayd thus with syghes: But they that sought to thee (O Lady) were None other than of humane kynd, to whom without all feare Of harme, thou myghtest (as thou doost) give nay. But as for mee Although that I of Nereus and gray Doris daughter bee, And of my susters have with mee continually a gard, I could not scape the Cyclops love, but to my greef full hard. (With that her teares did stoppe her speeche.) As soone as that the mayd Had dryde them with her marble thomb, and moande the nymph, she sayd: Deere Goddesse, tell mee all your greef, and hyde it not from mee: For trust mee, I will unto you bothe true and secret bee. Then unto Cratyes daughter thus the nymph her playnt did frame:
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 13, line 750 (search)
in The tender heare like mossy downe to sprowt did first begin. I loved him beyond all Goddes forbod, and likewyse mee The Giant Cyclops. Neyther (if demaunded it should bee) I well were able for to tell you whither that the love Of Acis, or the Cyclops hate did more my stomacke move. There was no oddes betweene them. Oh deere Goddesse Venus, what A powre haste thou? Behold how even this owgly Giant that No sparke of meekenesse in him hath, whoo is a terrour to The verrye woodes, whom never guere Of thee, O Nerye. Thyne ill will is greevouser to beare Than is the deadly Thunderclappe. Yit could I better fynd In hart to suffer this contempt of thyne with pacient mynd If thou didst shonne all other folk as well as mee. But why Rejecting Cyclops doost thou love dwarf Acis? Why say I Preferst thou Acis unto mee? Well, let him liked bee Both of himself, and also (which I would be lothe) of thee. And if I catch him he shall feele that in my body is The force that should bee. I sh
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 14, line 1 (search)
Now had th'Ewboyan fisherman (whoo lately was becomme A God of sea to dwell in sea for ay,) alreadye swomme Past Aetna which uppon the face of Giant Typho lyes, Toogither with the pasture of the Cyclops which defyes Both Plough and harrowe, and by teemes of Oxen sets no store: And Zancle, and crackt Rhegion which stands a tother shore: And eeke the rough and shipwrecke sea which being hemmed in With two mayne landes on eyther syde, is as a bound betwin The frutefull Realmes of Italy and Sicill. From that place He cutting through the Tyrrhene sea with both his armes apace, Arryved at the grassye hilles and at the Palace hye Of Circe, Phoebus imp, which full of sundry beastes did lye. When Glaucus in her presence came, and had her greeted, and Receyved freendly welcomming and greeting at her hand, He sayd: O Goddesse, pitie mee a God, I thee desyre. Thou only (if at least thou think mee woorthy so great hyre) Canst ease this love of myne. No wyght dooth better know than I
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 15, line 60 (search)
of the beast that dooth delyght in bloody foode, Is cruell and unmercifull. As Lyons feerce of moode, Armenian Tigers, Beares, and Woolves. Oh, what a wickednesse It is to cram the mawe with mawe, and frank up flesh with flesh, And for one living thing to live by killing of another: As whoo should say, that of so great abundance which our moother The earth dooth yeeld most bountuously, none other myght delyght Thy cruell teethe to chawe uppon, than grisly woundes that myght Expresse the Cyclops guyse? or else as if thou could not stawnche The hunger of thy greedye gut and evill mannerd pawnche, Onlesse thou stroyd sum other wyght. But that same auncient age Which wee have naamd the golden world, cleene voyd of all such rage, Livd blessedly by frute of trees and herbes that grow on ground, And stayned not their mouthes with blood. Then birds might safe and sound Fly where they listed in the ayre. The hare unscaard of hound Went pricking over all the feeldes. No angling hooke wi