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P. Vergilius Maro, Georgics (ed. J. B. Greenough) | 6 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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Browsing named entities in P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More). You can also browse the collection for Rhodope (Greece) or search for Rhodope (Greece) in all documents.
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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 2, line 193 (search)
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 6, line 587 (search)
Since it was now the time of festival,
when all the Thracian matrons celebrate
the rites of Bacchus—every third year thus—
night then was in their secret; and at night
the slopes of Rhodope resounded loud
with clashing of shrill cymbals. So, at night
the frantic queen of Tereus left her home
and, clothed according to the well known rites
of Bacchus, hurried to the wilderness.
Her head was covered with the green vine leaves;
and from her left side native deer skin hung;
and on her shoulder rested a light spear.—
so fashioned, the revengeful Procne rushed
through the dark woods, attended by a host
of screaming followers, and wild with rage,
pretended it was Bacchus urged her forth.
At last she reached the lonely building, where
her sister, Philomela, was immured;
and as she howled and shouted “Ee-woh-ee-e!”,
She forced the massive doors; and having seized
her sister, instantly concealed her face
in ivy leaves, arrayed her in the trappings
of Bacchanalian rites. When this was done,
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P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More), Book 10, line 1 (search)