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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 3, line 1 (search)
The God now having laide aside his borrowed shape of Bull Had in his likenesse shewde himself: and with his pretie trull Tane landing in the Ile of Crete. When in that while hir Sire Not knowing where she was become, sent after to enquire Hir brother Cadmus, charging him his sister home to bring, Or never for to come againe: wherein he did a thing, For which he might both justly kinde and cruell called bee. When Cadmus over all the world had sought, (for who is hee That can detect the thefts of Jove?) and no where could hir see, Then as an outlaw (to avoyde his fathers wrongfull yre) He went to Phebus Oracle most humbly to desire His heavenly counsell, where he would assigne him place to dwell. An Heifer all alone in field (quoth Phebus) marke hir well, Which never bare the pinching yoke, nor drew the plough as yit, Shall meete thee. Follow after hir, and where thou seest hir sit, There builde a towne, and let thereof Beotia be the name. Downe from Parnasus stately top scarce
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 3, line 138 (search)
g the Woods? Of this he was afrayd, And of the tother ill ashamde. While doubting thus he stayd. His houndes espyde him where he was, and Blackfoote first of all And Stalker speciall good of scent began aloud to call. This latter was a hounde of Crete, the other was of Spart. Then all the kenell fell in round, and everie for his part, Dyd follow freshly in the chase more swifter than the winde, Spy, Eateal, Scalecliffe, three good houndes comne all of Arcas kinde, Strong Bilbucke, currish Saother, Accompanide with a Ciprian hound that was his native brother, And Snatch amid whose forehead stoode a starre as white as snowe, The resdue being all as blacke and slicke as any Crowe. And shaggie Rugge with other twaine that had a Syre of Crete, And Dam of Sparta: T'one of them callde Jollyboy, a great And large flewd hound: the tother Chorle who ever gnoorring went, And Kingwood with a shyrle loude mouth the which he freely spent, With divers mo whose names to tell it were but losse o
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 8, line 81 (search)
ither shall I now resort forsaken thus of thee? To Megara the wretched soyle of my nativitie? Behold it lieth vanquished and troden under foote. But put the case it flourisht still: yet could it nothing boote. I have foreclosde it to my selfe through treason when I gave My fathers head to thee. Whereby my countriefolke I drave To hate me justly for my crime. And all the Realmes about My lewde example doe abhorre. Thus have I shet me out Of all the world that only Crete might take me in, which if Thou like a Churle denie, and cast me up without relief, The Ladie Europ surely was not mother unto thee: But one of Affricke Sirts where none but Serpents fostred bee, But even some cruell Tiger bred in Armen or in Inde, Or else the Gulfe Charybdis raisde with rage of Southerne winde. Thou wert not got by Jove: ne yet thy mother was beguilde In shape of Bull: of this thy birth the tale is false compilde. But rather some unwieldie Bull even altogither
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 8, line 152 (search)
As soone as Minos came aland in Crete, he by and by Performde his vowes to Jupiter in causing for to die A hundred Bulles for sacrifice. And then he did adorne His Pallace with the enmies spoyles by conquest wonne beforne. The slaunder of his house encreast: and now appeared more The mothers filthie whoredome by the monster that she bore Of double shape, an ugly thing. This shamefull infamie, This monster borne him by his wife he mindes by pollicie To put away, and in a house with many nookes and krinks From all mens sights and speach of folke to shet it up he thinks. Immediatly one Daedalus renowmed in that lande For fine devise and workmanship in building, went in hand To make it. He confounds his worke with sodaine stops and stayes, And with the great uncertaintie of sundrie winding wayes Leades in and out, and to and fro, at divers doores astray. And as with trickling streame the Brooke Maeander seemes to play In Phrygia, and with doubtfull race runnes counter to an
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 8, line 183 (search)
Now in this while gan Daedalus a wearinesse to take Of living like a banisht man and prisoner such a time In Crete, and longed in his heart to see his native Clime. But Seas enclosed him as if he had in prison be. Then thought he: though both Sea and Land King Minos stop fro me, I am assurde he cannot stop the Aire and open Skie. To make my passage that way then my cunning will I trie. Although that Minos like a Lord held all the world beside: Yet doth the Aire from Minos yoke for all men free abide. This sed: to uncoth Arts he bent the force of all his wits To alter natures course by craft. And orderly he knits A rowe of fethers one by one, beginning with the short, And overmatching still eche quill with one of longer sort, That on the shoring of a hill a man would thinke them grow. Even so the countrie Organpipes of Oten reedes ir row Ech higher than another rise. Then fastned he with Flax The middle quilles, and joyned in the lowest sort with Wax. And when
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 13, line 705 (search)
Then calling to remembrance that the Trojans issued were Of Tewcers blood, they sayld to Crete. But long they could not there Abyde th'infection of the aire: and so they did forsake The hundred Cities, and with speede to Itayleward did make. The winter wexed hard and rough, and tost them verry sore. And when theyr shippes arrived were uppon the perlous shore Among the Strophad Iles, the bird Aello did them feare. The costes of Dulich, Ithaca, and Same they passed were, And eeke the Court of Neritus where wyse Ulysses reignd, And came to Ambrace for the which the Gods strong stryfe maynteind. There sawe they turned into stone the judge whoose image yit At Actium in Appollos Church in signe therof dooth sit. They vewed also Dodon grove where Okes spake: and the coast Of Chaon where the sonnes of king Molossus scapt a most Ungracious fyre by taking wings. From thence they coasted by The countrye of the Pheaks fraught with frute abundantly. Then tooke they land in Epyre, and to
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding), Book 15, line 479 (search)
, my lyfe had quyght bee gone. Which after I by force of herbes and leechecraft had ageine Receyvd by Aesculapius meanes, though Pluto did disdeine, Then Cynthia (lest this gift of hers myght woorke mee greater spyght) Thicke clowds did round about mee cast. And to th'entent I myght Bee saufe myself, and harmelessely appeere to others syght: Shee made mee old. And for my face, shee left it in such plyght, That none can knowe mee by my looke. And long shee dowted whither To give mee Dele or Crete. At length refusing bothe togither, Shee plaast mee heere. And therwithall shee bade me give up quyght The name that of my horses in remembrance put mee myght. For whereas erst Hippolytus hath beene thy name (quoth shee) I will that Virbie afterward thy name for ever bee. From that tyme foorth within this wood I keepe my residence, As of the meaner Goddes, a God of small magnificence, And heere I hyde mee underneathe my sovereine Ladyes wing Obeying humbly to her hest in every kynd of th