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M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 8, line 109 (search)
cares, sought through the kings His subjects, and the cities leagued with Rome In faith, and through the pathless tracts that lie Beyond the scorching suns of southern climes: Till trouble of his cares and hateful thought Of that which might be, made him cast afar His wavering doubts, and from the captain seek Some counsel on the heavens; how by the sky He marked his track upon the deep; what star Guided the path to Syria, and what points Found in the Wain would pilot him aright To shores of Libya. But thus replied The well-skilled watcher of the silent skies: 'Not by the constellations moving ever 'Across the heavens do we guide our barks; 'For that were perilous; but by that starComp. Book III., 256. 'Which never sinks nor dips below the wave, 'Girt by the glittering groups men call the Bears. 'When stands the pole-star clear before the mast, 'Then to the Bosphorus look we, and the main 'Which carves the coast of Scythia. But the more 'Bootes dips, and nearer to the sea 'Is Cynosura
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 8, line 211 (search)
ibyan ruins did not Marius rise 'Again recorded Consul on the page Full of his honours? shall a lighter blow 'Keep Magnus down, whose thousand chiefs and ships 'Still plough the billows; by defeat his strength 'Not whelmed but scattered? And the fame alone ' Of our great deeds of glory in the past ' Shall now protect us, and the world unchanged 'Still love its hero. Weigh upon the scales Ye chiefs, which best may help the needs of Rome, 'In faith and armies; or the Parthian realm 'Egypt or Libya. For myself, I keep 'No secret thoughts apart, but thus advise. 'Place no reliance on the Pharian king: 'Faith, to be constant, needs a riper age; 'Nor on th' unstable cunning of the Moor, Who vain of Punic blood, and of descentJuba was of supposed collateral descent from Hannibal. (Haskins, quoting 'The Scholiast.') 'Supposed from Hannibal, is swollen with pride 'At Varus' prayer for aid, and sees in thought Rome's fates beneath his own. Then, comrades, seek 'At speed, the Eastern world. Th
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 9, line 1 (search)
ls? Round Malea's cape And Taenarus open to the shades below And fair Cythera's isle, th' advancing fleet Sweeps o'er the yielding wave, by northern breeze Borne past the Cretan shores. But Phycus dared Refuse her harbour, and th' avenging hand Left her in ruins. Thus with gentle airs They glide along the main and reach the shore From Palinurus A promontory in Africa was so called, as well as that in Italy. named; for not alone On seas Italian, Pilot of the deep, Hast thou thy monument; and Libya too Claims that her tranquil harbours pleased thy soul. Then in the distance on the main arose The shining canvas of a stranger fleet, Or friend or foe they knew not. Yet they dread In every keel the presence of that chief Their fear-compelling conqueror. But in truth That navy tears and sorrow bore, and woes To make e'en Cato weep. For when in vain Cornelia prayed her stepson and the crew To stay their flight, lest haply from the shore Back to the sea might float the headless corse; And whe
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 9, line 319 (search)
nding shell' ('Comus,' 873). He was Neptune's son and trumpeter. All seas and shores re-echo; and by her, Pallas, who springing from her father's head First lit on Libya, nearest land to heaven, (As by its heat is proved); here on the brink She stood, reflected in the placid wave And called herself Tritonis. Lethe's flood Flows sild; and the slime ' Of poisonous serpents fouls the dusty earth. ' Yet shall men venture for the love of laws ' And country perishing, upon the sands ' Of trackless Libya; men who brave in soul ' Rely not on the end, and in attempt ' Will risk their all. 'Tis not in Cato's thoughts ' On this our enterprise to lead a band ' Blind to sweeter; and this Libyan land ' Such cloud of ills can furnish as might make 'Men flee unshamed.' 'Twas thus that Cato spake, Kindling the torch of valour and the love Of toil: then reckless of his fate he strode The desert path from which was no return: And Libya ruled his destinies, to shut His sacred name within a narrow tomb.
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 9, line 410 (search)
One-third of all the world,Compare Herodotus, ii., 16: 'For they all say that the earth is divided into three parts, Europe, Asia and Libya.' See Bunbury's 'Ancient Geography,' i., 145, 146. I read par in this passage, preferring it to pars with Francken. if fame we trust, Is Libya; yet by winds and sky she proves Equal to Europe; for the shores of Nile No more than Scythian Tanais are remote From furthest Gades, where with bending coast, Yielding a place to Ocean, Europe parts From Afric shoLibya; yet by winds and sky she proves Equal to Europe; for the shores of Nile No more than Scythian Tanais are remote From furthest Gades, where with bending coast, Yielding a place to Ocean, Europe parts From Afric shores. Yet falls the larger world To Asia only. From the former two Issues the Western wind; but Asia's right Touches the Southern limits and her left The Northern tempest's home, and of the East She's mistress to the rising of the Sun. All that is fertile of the Afric lands Lies to the west, but even here abound No wells of water: though the Northern wind, Infrequent, leaving us with skies serene, Falls there in showers. Not gold nor wealth of brass It yields the seeker; pure and unalloyed Down
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 9, line 511 (search)
Now had they reached that temple which possess, Sole in all Libya, th' untutored tribes Of Garamantians. Here holds his seat (So saith the story) a prophetic Jove, Wielding no thunderbolts, nor like to ours; The Libyan Hammon of the curved horn. No wealth adorns his fane by Afric tribes Bestowed, nor glittering hoard of Eastern gems. Though rich Arabians, Ind and Ethiop Know him alone as Jove, still he is poor Holding his shrine by riches undefiled Through time; and pure as gods of olden days issue, should be judged, Yield, famous ancestors! Fortune, not worth Gained you your glory. But such name as his Who ever merited by successful war Or slaughtered peoples? Rather would I lead With him his triumphs through the pathless sands And Libya's bounds, than in Pompeius' car Three times ascend the Capitol,1st. For his victories in Sicily and Africa, B.C. 81; 2nd. For the conquest of Sertorius, B.C. 71; 3rd. For his Eastern triumphs, B.C. 61. (Compare Book VIII., 953; VII., 16.) or br
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 9, line 619 (search)
Why fertile thus in death the pestilent air Of Libya, what poison in her soil Her several nature mixed, my care to know Has not availed: but from the days of old A fabled story has deceived the world. Far on her limits, where the burning shore Admits the ocean fervid from the sun Plunged in its waters, lay Medusa's fields Untilled; nor forests shaded, nor the plough Furrowed the soil, which by its mistress' gaze Was hardened into stone: Phorcus, her sire. Malevolent nature from her body first his voyage through the midst Of Europe's cities; but Athena bade To spare her peoples and their fruitful lands; For who when such an airy courser passed Had not looked up to heaven? Western winds Now sped his pinions, and he took his course O'er Libya's regions, from the stars and suns Veiled by no culture. Phoebus' nearer track There burns the soil, and loftiest on the skyThe idea seems to be that the earth, bulging at the equator, casts its shadow highest on the sky: and that the moon become
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 10, line 1 (search)
an blood, Should hold the world in awe. Such lofty thoughts Seized on her soul upon that night in which The wanton daughter of Pellean kings First shared our leaders' couches. Who shall blame Antonius for the madness of his love, When Caesar's haughty breast drew in the flame? Who red with carnage, 'mid the clash of arms, In palace haunted by Pompeius' shade, Gave place to love; and in adulterous bed, Magnus forgotten, from the Queen impure, To Julia gave a brother: on the bounds Of furthest Libya permitting thus His foe to gather: while in dalliance base He waited on his mistress, and to her Pharos would give; for her would conquer all. Then Cleopatra, trusting to her charms, Tearless approached him, though in form of grief; Her tresses loose as though in sorrow torn, So best becoming her; and thus began: 'If, mighty Caesar, aught to noble birth ' Be due, give ear. Of Lagian race am I ' Offspring illustrious; from my father's throne 'Cast forth to banishment; unless thy hand 'Restore
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 10, line 194 (search)
wandering currents, which through desert wastes ' Flow gently on to where the merchant track ' Divides the Red Sea waters from our own. ' Who, gazing, Nile, upon thy tranquil flow, ' Could picture how in wild array of foam ' (Where shelves the earth) thy billows shall be plunged ' Down the steep cataracts, in fuming wrath ' That rocks should bar the passage of thy stream ' Free from its source? For whirled on high the spray ' Aims at the stars, and trembles all the air With rush of waters; and with sounding roar The foaming mass down from the summit pours In hoary waves victorious. Next an isle In all our ancient lore "untrodden" named Stems firm thy torrent; and the rocks we call Springs of the river, for that here are marked The earliest tokens of the coming flood. With mountain shores now nature hems thee in And shuts thy waves from Libya; in the midst Hence do thy waters run, till Memphis first Forbids the barrier placed upon thy stream And gives thee access to the open fields.'
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