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Naples (Italy) (search for this): book 5, card 71
e. Haply some part of Jove Sent here to rule the earth with mystic power, Balanced upon the void immense of air, Sounds through the caves, and in its flight returns To that high home of thunder whence it came. Caught in a virgin's breast, this deity Strikes on the human spirit: then a voice Sounds from her breast, as when the lofty peak Of Etna boils, forced by compelling flames, Or as Typheus on Campania's shore Frets 'neath the pile of huge Inarime.The modern isle of Ischia, off the Bay of Naples. Though free to all that ask, denied to none, No human passion lurks within the voice That heralds forth the god; no whispered vow, No evil prayer prevails; none favour gain: Of things unchangeable the song divine; Yet loves the just. When men have left their homes To seek another, it has turned their steps Aright, as with the Tyrians;The Tyrians consulted the oracle in consequence of the earthquakes which vexed their country (Book III., line 255), and were told to found colonies. and raise
Parnassus (Greece) (search for this): book 5, card 71
Between the western belt and that which boundsSee Book IV., 82. The furthest east, midway Parnassus rears His double summit:'Thus far hath one of steep Parnassus' brows Sufficed me: henceforth there is need of both, For my remaining enterprise.' Dante, 'Paradise,' i., 16 (Cary.) to the Bromian god And Paean consecrate, to whom coParnassus' brows Sufficed me: henceforth there is need of both, For my remaining enterprise.' Dante, 'Paradise,' i., 16 (Cary.) to the Bromian god And Paean consecrate, to whom conjoined The Theban band leads up the Delphic feast On each third year. This mountain, when the sea Poured o'er the earth her billows, rose alone, By loftiest peak scarce master of the waves, Parting the crest of waters from the stars. There, to avenge his mother, from her home Chased by the angered goddess while as yet She bore himceits Sought to dissuade the chieftain from his zeal To learn the future. ' What this hope,' she cried, Roman, that moves thy breast to know the fates? 'Long has Parnassus and its silent cleft 'Stifled the god; perhaps the breath divine 'Has left its ancient gorge and through the world 'Wanders in devious paths; or else the fane, '
Chalcis (Greece) (search for this): book 5, card 71
d as seas Boom swollen by northern winds, she finds in sighs, All inarticulate, relief. But while She hastes from that dread light in which she saw The fates, to common day, lo! on her path The darkness fell. Then by a Stygian draught Of the forgetful river, Phoebus snatched Back from her soul his secrets; and she fell Yet hardly living. Nor did Appius dread Approaching death, but by dark oracles Baffled, while yet the Empire of the world Hung in the balance, sought his promised realm In Chalcis of Euboea. Yet to escape All ills of earth, the crash of war-what god Can give thee such a boon, but death alone? For on the solitary shore a grave Awaits thee, where Carystos' marble cragsAppius was seized with fever as soon as he reached the spot; and there he died and was buried, thus fulfilling the oracle. Draw in the passage of the sea, and where The fane of Rhamnus rises to the godsThat is, Nemesis. Who hate the proud, and where the ocean strait Boils in swift whirlpools, and Euripus
Euboea (Greece) (search for this): book 5, card 71
oans; Till through the spacious vault a voice at length Broke from the virgin conquered by the god: 'From this great struggle thou, O Roman, free 'Escap'st the threats of war : alive, in peace, 'Thou shalt possess the hollow in the coast 'Of vast Euboea.' Thus she spake, no more. Ye mystic tripods, guardians of the fates And Paean, thou, from whom no day is hid By heaven's high rulers, Master of the truth, Why fear'st thou to reveal the deaths of kings, Rome's murdered princes, and the latest dohoebus snatched Back from her soul his secrets; and she fell Yet hardly living. Nor did Appius dread Approaching death, but by dark oracles Baffled, while yet the Empire of the world Hung in the balance, sought his promised realm In Chalcis of Euboea. Yet to escape All ills of earth, the crash of war-what god Can give thee such a boon, but death alone? For on the solitary shore a grave Awaits thee, where Carystos' marble cragsAppius was seized with fever as soon as he reached the spot; and th
Delphi (Greece) (search for this): book 5, card 71
d to found colonies. and raised The hearts of men to war, as prove the waves Of Salamis:See Herodotus, Book VII., 140-143. The reference is to the answer given by the oracle to the Athenians that their wooden walls would keep them safe; which Themistocles interpreted as meaning their fleet. when earth refused her fruits Or plague has filled the air, this voice benign Has given fresh hope and pointed to the end. No gift from heaven's high gods so great as this Our centuries have lost, since Delphi's shrine Has silent stood, and kings forbade the godsCicero, on the contrary, suggests that the reason why the oracles ceased was this, that men became less credulous. ('De Div.,' ii., 57.) Lecky, 'History of European Morals from Augustus to Charlemagne,' vol. i., p. 368. To speak the future, fearing for their fates. Nor does the priestess sorrow that the voice Is heard no longer; and the silent fane To her is happiness; for whatever breast Contains the deity, its shattered frame Surges with
Aetna (Italy) (search for this): book 5, card 71
Divine, omnipotent? bear the touch of man, And at his bidding deigns to lift the veil? Perchance he sings the fates; perchance his song, Once sung, is fate. Haply some part of Jove Sent here to rule the earth with mystic power, Balanced upon the void immense of air, Sounds through the caves, and in its flight returns To that high home of thunder whence it came. Caught in a virgin's breast, this deity Strikes on the human spirit: then a voice Sounds from her breast, as when the lofty peak Of Etna boils, forced by compelling flames, Or as Typheus on Campania's shore Frets 'neath the pile of huge Inarime.The modern isle of Ischia, off the Bay of Naples. Though free to all that ask, denied to none, No human passion lurks within the voice That heralds forth the god; no whispered vow, No evil prayer prevails; none favour gain: Of things unchangeable the song divine; Yet loves the just. When men have left their homes To seek another, it has turned their steps Aright, as with the Tyrians;The
Ischia (Italy) (search for this): book 5, card 71
it came. Caught in a virgin's breast, this deity Strikes on the human spirit: then a voice Sounds from her breast, as when the lofty peak Of Etna boils, forced by compelling flames, Or as Typheus on Campania's shore Frets 'neath the pile of huge Inarime.The modern isle of Ischia, off the Bay of Naples. Though free to all that ask, denied to none, No human passion lurks within the voice That heralds forth the god; no whispered vow, No evil prayer prevails; none favour gain: Of things unchangeablIschia, off the Bay of Naples. Though free to all that ask, denied to none, No human passion lurks within the voice That heralds forth the god; no whispered vow, No evil prayer prevails; none favour gain: Of things unchangeable the song divine; Yet loves the just. When men have left their homes To seek another, it has turned their steps Aright, as with the Tyrians;The Tyrians consulted the oracle in consequence of the earthquakes which vexed their country (Book III., line 255), and were told to found colonies. and raised The hearts of men to war, as prove the waves Of Salamis:See Herodotus, Book VII., 140-143. The reference is to the answer given by the oracle to the Athenians that their wooden walls would keep them
ut while She hastes from that dread light in which she saw The fates, to common day, lo! on her path The darkness fell. Then by a Stygian draught Of the forgetful river, Phoebus snatched Back from her soul his secrets; and she fell Yet hardly living. Nor did Appius dread Approaching death, but by dark oracles Baffled, while yet the Empire of the world Hung in the balance, sought his promised realm In Chalcis of Euboea. Yet to escape All ills of earth, the crash of war-what god Can give thee such a boon, but death alone? For on the solitary shore a grave Awaits thee, where Carystos' marble cragsAppius was seized with fever as soon as he reached the spot; and there he died and was buried, thus fulfilling the oracle. Draw in the passage of the sea, and where The fane of Rhamnus rises to the godsThat is, Nemesis. Who hate the proud, and where the ocean strait Boils in swift whirlpools, and Euripus draws Deceitful in his tides, a bane to ships, Chalcidian vessels to bleak Aulis' shore.
Campania (Italy) (search for this): book 5, card 71
ing deigns to lift the veil? Perchance he sings the fates; perchance his song, Once sung, is fate. Haply some part of Jove Sent here to rule the earth with mystic power, Balanced upon the void immense of air, Sounds through the caves, and in its flight returns To that high home of thunder whence it came. Caught in a virgin's breast, this deity Strikes on the human spirit: then a voice Sounds from her breast, as when the lofty peak Of Etna boils, forced by compelling flames, Or as Typheus on Campania's shore Frets 'neath the pile of huge Inarime.The modern isle of Ischia, off the Bay of Naples. Though free to all that ask, denied to none, No human passion lurks within the voice That heralds forth the god; no whispered vow, No evil prayer prevails; none favour gain: Of things unchangeable the song divine; Yet loves the just. When men have left their homes To seek another, it has turned their steps Aright, as with the Tyrians;The Tyrians consulted the oracle in consequence of the earthqua
to pass The portals. But the priestess feared to tread The awful threshold, and with vain deceits Sought to dissuade the chieftain from his zeal To learn the future. ' What this hope,' she cried, Roman, that moves thy breast to know the fates? 'Long has Parnassus and its silent cleft 'Stifled the god; perhaps the breath divine 'Has left its ancient gorge and through the world 'Wanders in devious paths; or else the fane, 'Consumed to ashes by barbarian Probably by the Gauls under Brennus, B.C. 279. fire, 'Closed up the deep recess and choked the path 'Of Phoebus; or the ancient Sibyl's books 'Disclosed enough of fate, and thus the gods 'Decreed to close the oracle; or else 'Since wicked steps are banished from the fane, 'In this our impious age the god finds none 'Whom he may answer.' But the maiden's guile Was known, for though she would deny the gods Her fears approved them. On her front she binds A twisted fillet, while a shining wreath Of Phocian laurels crowns the locks that flow