LIBRARY OF CONGRESS DDD057T4bb3 ,«**..•!.•..■•% » u ^ V ° v .C^S °o 4 P^v iV<^ <5. L«<3» . S > v ••••.. ^ r » ^ Htbrarp of £HD autljorsu HOMER'S BATRACHOMYOMACHIA, HYMNS AND EPIGKAMS. HESIOUS WORKS AND DAYS. MUSJSUS' HERO AND LEANDER. JUVENAL'S FIFTH SATIRE. TRANSLATED BY GEORGE CHAPMAN. WITH INTRODUCTION AND NOTES, BY RICHARD HOOPER, M.A., F.S.A. LONDON: JOHN RUSSELL SMITH, SOHO SQUARE. 1858. <&& % V cMjKriGavTEQ) ab CLfTicku), elaborate concinno. C. 187 Boothaling — foraging for booty, plundering. Halliwell has well explained it 5 but this is a good example. Probably Chapman meant a pun on boots and &oo£-haling : they foraged for booty to make boots, 188 Jacks— buff jerkins. See Chapman's Commentary on Iliad, xiii. 637. 191 Can sticks — candlesticks. See Halliwell. 203 a Enter-pot, or search-pot. C. 204 b Cheese-miner. Qui caseum rodendo cavat. C.(Tyroglyphus.) BATE A CH MYOMA CHI A. 9 And bid me bid ye battle and fix'd fight ; Their eyes all wounded with Psicharpax' sight Floating your waters, whom your king hath kill'd. And therefore all prepare for force of field, 210 You that are best born whosoever held." This said, he sever'd ; his speech firing th' ears Of all the Mice, but freez'd the Frogs with fears, Themselves conceiting guilty ; whom the king- Thus answer'd, rising, " Friends ! I did not bring 215 Psicharpax to his end ; he, wantoning Upon our waters, practising to swim, Aped us, and drown' d without my sight of him. And yet these worst of vermin accuse me, Though no way guilty. Come, consider we 220 How we may ruin these deceitful Mice. For my part, I give voice to this advice, As seeming fittest to direct our deeds : Our bodies decking with our arming weeds, Let all our pow'rs stand rais'd in steep'st repose 225 Of all our shore ; that, when they charge us close, AVe may the helms snatch off from all so deckt, Daring our onset, and them all deject Down to our waters ; who, not knowing the sleight To dive our soft deeps, may be strangled straight, 230 And we triumphing may a trophy rear, Of all the Mice that we have slaughter'd here." These words put all in arms ; and mallow leaves They drew upon their legs, for arming greaves. Their curets, broad green beets ; their bucklers were Good thick-leaved cabbage, proof 'gainst any spear ; 236 218 Mifxovnevog. Aping, or imitating us. C. 224 Weeds — i. e. garments 5 a very common word. * 34 Boots of war. C. 10 BA TEA CHOMYOMA CHI A. Their spears sharp bulrushes, of which were all Fitted with long ones ; their parts capital They hid in subtle cockleshells from blows. And thus all arm'd, the steepest shores they chose 240 T' encamp themselves ; where lance with lance they lined, And brandish' d bravely, each Frog full of mind. Then Jove calPd all Gods in his flaming throne, And show'd all all this preparation For resolute war ; these able soldiers, 245 Many, and great, all shaking lengthful spears, In show like Centaurs, or the Giants' host. When, sweetly smiling, he inquired who, most Of all th' Immortals, pleased to add their aid To Frogs or Mice ; and thus to Pallas said : 250 " O Daughter ! Must not you needs aid these Mice, That, with the odours and meat sacrifice Used in your temple, endless triumphs make, And serve you for your sacred victuals' sake ?" Pallas replied: " O, Father, never I 255 Will aid the Mice in any misery. So many mischiefs by them I have found, Eating the cotton that my distaffs crown'd, My lamps still haunting to devour the oil. But that which most my mind eats, is their spoil 260 Made of a veil, that me in much did stand, On which bestowing an elaborate hand, A fine woof working of as pure a thread, Such holes therein their petulancies fed That, putting it to darning, when 'twas done, 265 The darner a most dear pay stood upon 236 p ar f S capital — heads. 258 ^Ertfifiara, Lanas, eo quod colus cingant seu coronent. Which our learned sect translate eating the crowns that Pallas wore. C. BA TEA CHOMYOMA CHI A. 11 For his so dear pains, laid down instantly ; Or, to forbear, exacted usury. So, borrowing from my fane the weed I wove, I can by no means th' usurous darner move 270 To let me have the mantle to restore. And this is it that rubs the angry sore Of my offence took at these petulant Mice. Nor will I yield the Frogs' wants my supplies, For their infirm minds that no confines keep ; 275 For I from war retired, and wanting sleep, All leap'd ashore in tumult, nor would stay Till one wink seized mine eyes, and so I lay Sleepless, and pain'd with headache, till first light The cock had crow'd up. Therefore, to the fight 2S0 Let no God go assistant, lest a lance AVound whosoever offers to advance, Or wishes but their aid, that scorn all foes, Should any God's access their spirits oppose. Sit we then pleased to see from heaven their fight." 285 She said, and all Gods join'd in her delight. And now both hosts to one field drew the jar, Both heralds bearing the ostents of war. And then the wine-gnats, that shrill trumpets sound, Terribly rung out the encounter round ; 290 Jove thund'red ; all heaven sad war's si^n resounded. And first a Hypsiboas b Lichenor wounded, Standing th' impression of the first in fight. His lance did in his liver's midst alight, Along his belly. Down he fell ; his face 295 268 Tgkoq, Partus, et id quod partu edidit mater. 3Ietap. hie appellator fcenus quod ex usurd ad 7ios redit. C. 289 Kwvujip' Culex vinarius. C ® 2 a Loud-mouth. C. 292 b Kitchen-vessel licker. C. 1 2 BA TEA CH MYOMA CHI A. His fall on that part sway'd, and all the grace Of his soft hair fiTd with disgraceful dust. Then a Troglodytes his thick javelin thrust In b Pelion's bosom, hearing him to ground, Whom sad death seized ; his soul flew through his wound. c Seutla?us next Emhasichytros slew, 301 His heart through-thrusting. Then d A.rtophagus threw His lance at e Polyphon, and struck him quite Through his mid- helly ; down he fell upright, And from his fair limbs took his sold her flight. 305 f Limnocharis, beholding Polyphon Thus done to death, did, with as round a stone As that the mill turns, Troglodytes wound, Near his mid-neck, ere he his onset found ; Whose eyes sad darkness seized. § Lichenor cast 3io A flying dart off, and his aim so placed Upon Limnocharis, that sure he thought The wound he wish'd him ; nor untruly wrought The dire success, for through his liver flew The fatal lance ; which when h Crambophagus knew, 315 Down the deep waves near shore he, diving, fled ; But fled not fate so ; the stern enemy fed Death with his life in diving ; never more The air he drew in ; his vermilion gore Stain' d all the waters, and along the shore 320 298 a Hole-dweller. Qui foramina subit. C . Chapman, as is constantly the case, has altered the quantity of the word. 299 b Mud-born. C. 3U1 'Beet-devourer. C. 302 k his right leg so impetuously It piecemeal brake it ; he the dust did seize, .ids everted. But * Graugasides Bevenged his death, and at his enemy Discharged a dart that did his point imply In his mid-belly. All the sharp-piTd spear Got after in, and did before it hear His universal entrails to the earth, Soon as his sworn hand gave his javlin birth. - S:: ."■ ■"_■.." _'."^. \t"_ -!:::_ :i: -:. '. ~i_i;:. Set on the shore, went halting from the fight, j from extreme fete, leapM into the lake. Troxartes strook, in th* instep's upper part, Physignathus ; who (privy to the smart His wound imparted) with his utmost haste Leap'd to the lake, and fled. Troxartes east His eye upon the foe that fell before, And, seeing him hatf-li ved. longM again to gore jtless bosom ; and, to kill him quite, Ban fiercely at him. TVTiieh c Prassseus' sight Took instant note of, and the first in fight 7. : .:-: 7~- 7:.:: ~:r~ 7„ :.:_;7. :l-: : jl^ lis kv-3- *::;{ Off at Troxartes; whose shield tunfd th' advance sis » •Vociferate: - : Zi: :m C. BA TEA CE 031 TO 31 A CHI A. 15 The sharp head made, and checked the mortal chance. Amongst the Mice fought an egregious Young springall, and a ciose-encount'ring Mouse. Pure a Artepibulus's dear descent : 380 A prince that Man himself show'd where he went, (Call'd b Meridarpax,) of so huge a might, That only he still domineered in fight Of all the Mouse-host. He advancing close Up to the lake, past all the rest arose In glorious object, and made vaunt that he Came to depopulate all the progeny Of Frogs, affected with the lance of war. And certainly he had put on as far As he advanced his vaunt, he was endu'd 390 With so unmatch'd a force and fortitude, Had not the Father both of Gods and men Instantly known it, and the Frogs, even then Given up to ruin, rescued with remorse. Who, his head moving, thus began discourse : 395 *• No mean amaze affects me, to behold Prince Meridarpax rage so uncontrolled, In thirst of Frog-blood, all along the lake. Come therefore still, and all addression make, Despatching Pallas, with tumultuous Mars, 400 Down to the field, to make him leave the wars, How potently soever he be said Where he attempts once to uphold his head.'' Mars answer'd : " O Jove, neither She nor I, With both our aids, can keep depopulacy 40.5 380 a Bread-betrayer. C. (Artepibulus.) b Scrap, or broken-meat-eater. C. kpaTcpjg, validus aeu pctens in rttinendo. C. 16 BA TEA C1I01IY0MA CHI A. From off the Frogs ! And therefore arm we all, Even tliv lanee letting brandish to his call From off the field, that from the field withdrew The Titanois, the Titanois that slew. Though most exempt from match of all earth's Seeds. So great and so inaccessible deeds 411 It hath proclaimed to men ; bound hand and foot The vast Enceladus ; and rac d by tk' root The race of upland Giants." This speech past. Satnrnius a smoking lightning cast 415 Amongst the armies, thund'ring then so sore, That with a rapting circumflex he bore All huge heaven over. But the terrible ire Of his dart, sent abroad, all wrapt in fire, ("Which certainly his very finger was) 420 Amazed both ^lice and Frogs. Yet soon let pass Was all this by the Mice, who much the more Burn'd in desire t' exterminate the store Of all those lance-loved soldiers. Which had been. If from Olympus Jove's eye had not seen 425 The Frogs with pity, and with instant speed Sent them assistants. Who, ere any heed Was given to their approach, came crawling on With anvils on their backs, that, beat upon Never so much, are never wearied yet ; 430 Crook-paw'd, and wrested on with foul cloven feet, Tongues in their mouths, brick-back'd, all over bone. 414 Upland is constantly used in Chapman for rough, rude : up-land i. e. from the country, as distinguished from the civilization of the town. A-£) ^bJTQLK}.LOvec. Incudes ferentes, or anvil-backed. "Acicw. Incus, dicta per syncopen quasi nullis ictibus fatigetur. C. As2 ^aXiCooarixoQ, Forcipem in ore habens. C. BATRACHOMYOMACHIA. 17 Broad shoulder'd, whence a ruddy yellow shone, Distorted, and small- thigh' d ; had eyes that saw Out at their hosoms ; twice four feet did draw 435 About their bodies ; strong-neck'd, whence did rise Two heads ; nor could to any hand be prise ; They call them lobsters ; that ate from the Mice Their tails, their feet, and hands, and wrested all Their lances from them, so that cold appall uo The wretches put in rout, past all return. And now the Fount of Light forbore to burn Above the earth ; when, which men's laws commend, Our battle in one day took absolute end. THE END OF HOMER S BATTLE OF FEOGS AND MICE. ALL THE HYMNS OF HOMER. A HYMX TO APOLLO. WILL remember and express the praise Of heaven's Far-darter, the fair King of days, Whom even the Gods themselves fear when he goes Through Jove's high house ; and when his goodly bows He goes to bend, all from their thrones arise, s And cluster near, t' admire his faculties. Only Latona stirs not from her seat Close by the Thund'rer, till her Son's retreat From his dread archery ; but then she goes, Slackens his string, and shuts his quiver close, 10 And (having taken to her hand his bow, From off his able shoulders) doth bestow Upon a pin of gold the glorious tiller, The pin of gold fix'd in his father's pillar. Then doth She to his throne his state uphold, is Where his great Father, in a cup of gold, 13 Tiller— bow. A HYMN TO APOLLO. 19 Serves him with nectar, and shows all the grace Of his great son. Then th' other Gods take place ; His gracious mother glorying to bear So great an archer, and a son so clear. 20 All hail, blest Latona ! to bring forth An issue of such all-out-shining worth, Royal Apollo, and the Queen that loves The hurls of darts. She in th' Ortygian groves, And he in cliffy Delos, leaning on 25 The lofty Oros, and being built upon By Cynthus' prominent, that his head rears Close to the palm that Inops' fluent cheers. How shall I praise thee, far being worthiest praise, O Phoebus ? To whose worth the law of lays 30 In all kinds is ascrib'd, if feeding flocks By continent or isle. All eminent'st rocks Did sing for joy, hill- tops, and floods in song Did break their billows, as they flow'd along To serve the sea ; the shores, the seas, and all 35 Did sing as soon as from the lap did fall Of blest Latona thee the joy of man. Her child-bed made the mountain Cynthian In rocky Delos, the sea-circled isle, On whose all sides the black seas brake their pile, 40 And overflow 'd for joy, so frank a gale The singing winds did on their waves exhale. Here born, all mortals live in thy commands, "Whoever Crete holds, Athens, or the strands Of th' isle iEgina, or the famous land 45 For ships (Eubcea), or Eresia, Or Peparethus bord'ring on the sea, 23 Viz. Diana. 20 A HYMN TO APOLLO. 2Egas, or Athos that doth Thrace divide And Macedon ; or Pelion, with the pride Of his high forehead ; or the Samian isle, so That likewise lies near Thrace ; or Seyms' soil ; Ida's steep tops ; or all that Phocis fill ; Or Autocanes, with the heaven-high hill ; Or populous Imber ; Lemnos without ports ; Or Lesbos, fit for the divine resorts ; 55 And sacred soil of blest ^Eolion ; Or Chios that exceeds comparison For fruitfulness ; with all the isles that lie Embraced with seas ; Mimas, with rocks so high ; Or lofty- crown' d Corycius ; or the bright 60 Charos ; or ^Esagseus' dazzling height ; Or watery Samos ; Mycale, that bears Her brows even with the circles of the spheres ; Miletus ; Cous, that the city is Of voice-divided-choice humanities ; 65 High Cnidus ; Carpathus, still strook with wind ; Naxos, and Paros ; and the rocky-min'd Rugged Rhenaea. Yet through all these parts Latona, great-grown with the King of darts, Travell'd ; and tried if any would become 70 To her dear birth an hospitable home. All which extremely trembled, shook with fear, Xor durst endure so high a birth to bear In their free states, though, for it, they became Xever so fruitful ; till the reverend Dame 75 Ascended Delos, and her soil did seize With these wing'd words : " Delos ! Wouldst thou please To be my son Apollo's native seat, 53 Autocanes. A WTMB TO APOLLO. 21 And build a wealthy fane to one so great, Xo one shall blame or question thy kind deed. 5: Xor think I, thou dost sheep or oxen feed In any such store, or in vi fd, Xor bring'st forth such innumerable plan Which often make the rich inhabitants Careless of Deity. If thou then shouldst rear A fane to Phcebus. all men would confer Whole hecatombs of be and to thee would rise 1 unmeasur'd odours, shouldst thou long Xourish thy King thus : and from foreign wrong 90 The Gods would guard thee ; which thine own address Can never compass for thy barrenn- She said, and Delos jojM, replying thus: •• Most happy si-: Hy would with all means entertain H The Xing your son. being now despised of men, :ould be honoured with the _ :lien. Yd this I fear, nor will conceal from th Your so: v. will author mL In many kinds, as being to sustain 100 A mighty empire over Gods and men. Upon the holy-gif:- _ th. And I tear that, when his birth - him the sight of my so barren a ill contemn, and give me up to spoil, 105 Enforce the sea to me. that ever will Oppress my heart with many a wat'ry hill. And therefore let him choose some other land, Where he shall please, to build at his command Temple and grove, set thick with many a tree. 110 22 A HYMN TO AT' For wretched polyposes breed in me Retiring chambers, and bla< >es den In my poor soil, for penury of men. And yet. Goddess, wouldst thou pit vear The G at oath to me. before thou I Thy blessed son here, that thou wilt t A fane to him. to render the eft Of men's demands to them before they fall, Then will thy general, Men will his name in such variety call. ::■: And I shall then be glad his birth to bear." This said, the G a nth she thus did swear : '• Know this. O Earth ! broad heaven's inferior sphere, And of black Styx the most infernal lake, (Which is the g rods can take) us That here shall ever rise to Phoebus' name An odorous fane and altar ; and thy fame Honour, past all ud :ini empIoyM." Her oath thus took and ended, Delos joy In mighty measure that she should become uo To fa:— h : Phcebus' birth the famous home. Latona then nine days and nights did fall In hopeless labour ; at whose birth were all Heaven's: ; me and Idesaes, Dione, Rhsea. and us Themis, and Amphitrite that will be Pursu d with sighs still : I eity, Except the snowy- wristed wife of Jc Who held her moods aloft, and would not mo Only Lucina ( to whose virtue vows l-io h childbirth patient) heard not of her throes, 113 Den — i. e. make dens. A HYMN TO APOLLO. 23 But sat, by Juno's counsel, on the brows Of broad Olympus, wrapp'd in clouds of gold. Whom Jove's proud wife in envy did withhold, Because bright-lock'd Latona was to bear 145 A son so faultless and in force so clear. The rest Thaumantia sent before, to bring Lucina to release the envied king, Assuring her, that they would straight confer A carcanet, nine cubits long, on her, 150 All woven with wires of gold. But charged her, then, To call apart from th' ivory-wristed Queen The childbirth-guiding Goddess, for just fear Lest, her charge utter'd in Saturnia's ear, She, after, might dissuade her from descent. 155 When wind-swift-footed Iris knew i\\ intent Of th' other Goddesses, away she went, And instantly she passed the infinite space 'Twixt earth and heaven ; when, coming to the place Where dwelt th' Immortals, straight without the gate She gat Lucina, and did all relate 161 The Goddesses commanded, and inclin'd To all that they demanded her dear mind. And on their way they went, like those two doves That, walking highways, every shadow moves 165 Up from the earth, forc'd with their natural fear. When ent'ring Delos, She, that is so dear To dames in labour, made Latona straight Prone to delivery, and to wield the weight Of her dear burthen with a world of ease. 170 When, with her fair hand, she a palm did seize, And, staying her by it, stuck her tender knees 147 Thaumantia — Iris. 24 A HTMX TO APOLLO. Ami -mile beneath Her na q cd labour : and the child did breathe The air in th* instant. All the Goddess - Brake in kind :hee. O archer Phoebus, with w» Wftfih'd sweetly over, swaddled with sincere And spotless swathbands ; and made then to flow About thy breast a mantle, white as snow, Fine, and new made ; and cast a veil of gold r thy forehead. 2s rth did hold Thy mother for thy food her golden breast, But Themis, in supply of it, address Lovely Ambrosia, and drunk off to thee A bowl of nectar, interchangeably With her immortal fingers serving thine. And when, O Phoebus, that eternal wine Thy taste had relish'd, and that food divine, No golden swathband longer could contain :,o Thy panting bosom ; all that would constrain Thy soon-eas*d Goolhead, every feeble chain Of earthy child-rites, flew in sunder all. And then dhdst thou thus to the Deities call : •• Let rhere be given me my lov*d lute and bow, 195 I'll prophesy to men, and make them know 'a perfect counsels. 9 ' This said, up did fly From broad-wayM Earth the unshorn Do: -shot Apollo. All th' Immortals stood In steep amaze to see Latona's brood. : : All Delos, looking on him, all with gold raight, and joy'd to be extolTd By great Latona so, tha eed " : > ;::--_ — •■.::;-.-.::-.::-.::::.".: '..::.-.: L :■.-.:" Scr.s-f. A HYMN TO APOLLO. 25 Her barrenness should bear the friutful'st seed Of all the isles and continents of earth, 205 And lov'd her from her heart so for her birth. For so she flourished, as a hill that stood Crown'd with the flow'r of an abundant wood. And thou, O Phcebus, bearing in thy hand Thy silver bow, walk'st over every land, 210 Sometimes ascend'st the rough-hewn rocky hill Of desolate Cynthus, and sometimes tak'st will To visit islands, and the plumps of men. And many a temple, all ways, men ordain To thy bright Godhead ; groves, made dark with trees, And never shorn, to hide the Deities, 316 All high-lov'd prospects, all the steepest brows Of far-seen hills, and every flood that flows Forth to the sea, are dedicate to thee. But most of all thy mind's alacrity 220 Is rais'd with Delos ; since, to fill thy fane, There flocks so many an Ionian, With ample gowns that flow down to their feet, With all their children, and the reverend sweet Of all their pious wives. And these are they 225 That (mindful of thee) even thy Deity Render more spritely with their champion fight, Dances, and songs, perforni'd to glorious sight, Once having publish'd, and proclahn'd their strife. And these are acted with such exquisite life 230 That one would say, " Xow, the Ionian strains 213 Plumps — crowds, collection. A common old word. 224 Sweet — so spelt in the folio ; but the word is doubtless suite, attendance, retinue. Todd gives an example of suite from Sir Philip Sydney. 227 Champion fight — irvy\ia\i-Q, boxing. 231 Strains — families, descent. See Odyssey, Bk. 1. 344. 2(3 A HYMN TO APOLLO. Are tuniM Immortals, nor know what age means. " His mind would take such pleasure from his eye, To see them serv'd by all mortality, Their men so human, women so well grac'd, 235 Their ships so swift, their riches so increas'd, Since thy observance, who, being all before Thy opposites, were all despis'd and poor. And to all these this absolute wonder add, Whose praise shall render all posterities glad : 240 The Delian virgins are thy handmaids all, And, since they serv'd Apollo, jointly fall Before Latona, and Diana too, In sacred service, and do therefore know How to make mention of the ancient trims 245 Of men and women, in their well-made hymns, And soften barbarous nations with their songs, Being able all to speak the several tongues Of foreign nations, and to imitate Their musics there, with art so fortunate 250 That one would say, there every one did speak, And all their tunes in natural accents break, Their songs so well composed are, and their art To answer all sounds is of such desert. But come, Latona, and thou King of flames, 255 With Phcebe, rect'ress of chaste thoughts in dames, Let me salute ye, and your graces call Hereafter to my just memorial. And you, Delian virgins, do me grace, When any stranger of our earthy race, 260 Whose restless life affliction hath in chace, Shall hither come and question you, who is, To your chaste ears, of choicest faculties A HYMN TO APOLLO. 27 In sacred poesy, and with most right Is author of your absolutist delight, 265 Ye shall yourselves do all the right ye can To answer for our name : — u The sightless man Of stony Chios. All whose poems shall In all last ages stand for capital." This for your own sakes I desire, for I 270 Will propagate mine own precedency As far as earth shall well-built cities bear, Or human conversation is held dear, 2sot with my praise direct, but praises due, And men shall credit it, because 'tis true. 275 However, I'll not cease the praise I vow To far-shot Phcebus with the silver bow, Whom lovelv-hair'd Latona o-ave the lio-ht. O King ! both Lycia is in rule thy right, Fair Mceony, and the maritimal 230 Miletus, wislr d to be the seat of all. But chiefly Delos, girt with billows round, Thy most respected empire doth resound. Where thou to Pythus went'st, to answer there, As soon as thou wert born, the burning ear Of many a far-come, to hear future deeds, Clad in divine and odoriferous weeds, And with thy golden fescue play'dst upon Thy hollow harp, that sounds to heaven set gone. Then to Olympus swift as thought he flew, 290 288 Fescue — the lexicographers give the derivation from the Latin festuca, a young shoot or stalk. It was generally used for a stick for pointing to the letters in teaching children to read. The word in this sense occurs in Dry den and Swift. Here it seems to be an instrument (the plectrum) with which Apollo touched the strings of his harp 5 a sense which does not seem to have been noted as occurring elsewhere. 28 A ETMN TO APOLLO. To Jove's high house, and had a retinue Of Gods t' attend him ; and then straight did fall To study of the harp, and harpsical, All th 7 Immortals. To whom every Muse "With ravishing voices did their answers use, 295 Singing th' eternal deeds of Deity, And from their hands what hells of misery Poor humans suffer, living desperate quite, And not an art they have, wit, or deceit, Can make them manage any act aright, soo Nor find, with all the soul they can engage, A salve for death, or remedy for age. But here the fair-hair' d Graces, the wise Hours, Harmonia, Hebe, and sweet Yenus' pow'rs, Danc'd, and each other's palm to palm did cling. soo And with these danc'd not a deformed tiling, Xo forespoke dwarf, nor downward witherling, Eut all with wond'rous goodly forms were deckt, And mov'd with beauties, of unpriz'd aspect. Dart-dear Diana, even with Phoebus bred, 310 Danc'd likewise there ; and Mars a march did tread With that brave bevy. In whose consort fell Argicides, th' ingenious sentinel. Phoebus -Apollo touch' d his lute to them Sweetly and softly, a most glorious beam 315 Casting about him, as he danc'd and play'd, And even his feet were all with rays array'd ; His weed and all of a most curious trim With no less lustre grac'd and circled him. By these Latona, with a hair that shin'd 320 298 Humans — mortals. 307 Forespoke— see Iliad, Bk. xvi. 792; xvil. 32. A ET3IX TO APOLLO. 29 Like burnish'd gold, and, with tlie mighty mind, Heaven's counsellor, Jove, sat with delightsome eyes. To see their son new rank'd with Deities. How shall I praise thee, then, that art all praise ? Amongst the "brides shall I thy Deity raise ? 388 Or being in love, when sad thou went'st to woo The virgin Aza, and didst overthrow The even-with-Gods, Elation's mighty seed, That had of goodly horse so brave a breed, And Phorbas, son of sovereign Trioptis, 330 Valiant Leucippus, and Ereutheus, And Triopus himself with equal tall. Thou but on foot, and they on horseback all ? Or shall I sing thee, as thou first didst grace Earth with thy foot, to find thee forth a place Fit to pronounce thy oracles to men ? First from Olympus thou alightedst then Into Pieria, passing all the land Of fruitless Lesbos, chok'd with drifts of sand, The Magnets likewise, and the Perrha?bes ; 340 And to Iolcus variedst thy access, Census' tops ascending, that their base Make bright Eubcea, being of ships the grace, And fix'd thy fail stand in Lelantus' field, That did not yet thy mind's contentment yield 345 To raise a fane on, and a sacred grove. Passing Euripus then, thou mad'st remove Up to earth's ever-green and holiest hill. Yet swiftly thence, too, thou transcendedst still To Mycalessus, and didst touch upon 350 Teumessus, apt to make green couches on. And flowery field-beds. Then thy progress found 30 A HYMN TO APOLLO. Thebes out, whose soil with only woods was crown'd. For yet was sacred Thebes no human seat, And therefore were no paths nor highways beat 355 On her free bosom, that flows now with wheat, But then she only wore on it a wood. From hence (even loth to part, because it stood Fit for thy service) thou putt'st on remove To green Onchestus, Neptune's glorious grove, 360 TVliere new-tarn' d horse, bred, nourish nerves so rare That still they frolic, though they travell'd are Never so sore, and hurry after them Most heavy coaches, but are so extreme (In usual travel) fiery and free, 365 That though their coachman ne'er so masterly Governs their courages, he sometimes must Forsake his seat, and give their spirits their lust, When after them their empty coach they draw, Foaming, and neighing, quite exempt from awe. 370 And if their coachman guide through any grove Unshorn, and vow'd to any Deity's love, The lords encoach'd leap out, and all their care Use to allay their fires, with speaking fair Stroking and trimming them, and in some queach, 375 Or strength of shade, within their nearest reach, Reining them up, invoke the deified King Of that unshorn and everlasting spring, And leave them then to her preserving hands, Who is the Fate that there the God commands. sso And this was first the sacred fashion there. From hence thou went'st, O thou in shafts past peer, 375 Queach — bushy place. See note on Odyssey, Bk. xix. 610. Hymn to Pan, 12. HYMN TO APOLLO. 31 And found'st Cephissus with thy all-seeing beams. Whose flood affects so many silver stream And from Liheus pours so brigh: I ;>rth thy foot flew, and thy fair eyes gave The view of Ocale the rich in to^ Then to Amartus that abounds in flo" Then to Delphusa putt st thy progress on, Whose blessed soil nought harmful breeds upon ; 390 And there thy pleasure would a fane adorn. And nourish woods whose shades should ne'er be shorn. Where this thou told'st her, standing to her d •• Delphusa. here I entertain su] ■• To build a far-fani'd temple, and ordain An oracle t' inform the minds of men, Who shall for ever offer to my love Whole hecatombs : even all the men that move In rich Peloponnesus, and all those v.: rope, and the isles the seas eno -100 Whom future search of acts and beings brin_ To whom I'll prophesy the truths of thi;:_~ In that rich temple where my oracle sings." This said, the All-bounds-reaeher, with his bow. The fane's divine foundations did foresh Ample they were, and did huge length impart, With a continuate tenour, full of art. But when Delphusa look'd into his end, Her heart orrew ansn*v, and did thus extend Itself to Phoebus : ,; Phoebus, since thy mind : :r-fam'd fane hath in itself desiirn'd To bear an oracle to men in me, That hecatombs may put in fire to thee, This let me tell thee, and impose for b 32 A HYMN TO APOLLO. Upon thy purpose : Th' inarticulate neigh 415 Of fire-hov'd horse will ever disobey Thy numerous ear, and mules will for their drink Trouble my sacred springs, and I should think That any of the human race had rather See here the hurries of rich coaches gather, 420 And hear the haughty neighs of swift-hov'd horse, Than in his pleasure's place convert recourse T'a mighty temple ; and his wealth bestow On pieties, where his sports may freely flow, Or see huge wealth that he shall never owe. 425 And, therefore, wouldst thou hear my free advice, — Though mightier far thou art, and much more wise, O king, than I, thy pow'r being great'st of all In Crissa, underneath the bosom's fall Of steep Parnassus, — let thy mind be given 430 To set thee up a fane, where never driven Shall glorious coaches be, nor horses' neighs Storm near thy well-built altars, but thy praise Let the fair race of pious humans bring Into thy fane, that Io-pseans sing, 435 And those gifts only let thy deified mind Be circularly pleas'd with, being the kind And fair burnt-offerings that true Deities bind." With this his mind she altered, though she spake Xot for his good, but her own glory's sake. 440 From hence, O Phoebus, first thou mad'st retreat, And of the Phlegians reached the walled seat, Inhabited with contumelious men, Who, slighting Jove, took up their dwellings then Within a large cave, near Cephissus' lake. 445 425 Q we — own# Odyssey, Bk. 11. 190. A BTMN TO APOLLO. 33 Hence, swiftly moving*, thou all speed didst make Up to the tops intended, and the ground Of Crissa, under the-with-snow-still-crown'd Parnassus, reach'd, whose face affects the West : Above which hangs a rock, that still seems prest 450 To fall upon it, through whose breast doth run A rocky cave, near which the King the Sun Cast to contrive a temple to his mind, And said, u Xow here stands my conceit inclin'd To build a famous fane, where still shall be 65 An oracle to men, that still to me Shall oifer absolute hecatombs, as well Those that in rich Peloponnesus dwell As those of Europe, and the isles that he "WalTd with the sea, that all their pains apply 460 F employ my counsels. To all which will I True secrets tell, by way of prophecy, In my rich temple, that shall ever be An oracle to all poster: This said, the fane's form he did straight present, 465 Ample, and of a length of great eitent ; In which Trophonius and Agamede, Who of Erginus \^re the famous seed, Imposed the stony 4 entry, and the heart Of every God Bad for their excellent art. 4:0 About the temple dwelt of human name Unnumber'd nations, it acquired such fame, Being all of stone, built for eternal date. And near it did a fountain propagate A fair stream far away ; when Jove's bright seed, 475 The King Apollo, with an arrow, freed 450 Prest — ready. Frequently used in the Odyssey. 34 A HT3IX TO APOLLO. 1 the Dragoness That wonder nourished, being o: :ess In size, and horridness of monstrous shape, That on the forc'd earth she wrought many a rape, 4S0 Many a spoil made on it, many an ill On crook-haunch'd herds brought, being impurpled still With blood of all sorts ; having undergone The charge of Juno, with the golden throne, To nourish Typhon, the abhorr'd affright And bane of mortals, whom into the light Saturnia brought forth, being incensed with J< Because the most renown'd fruit of his lore (Pallas) he got, and shook out of his brain. : which majestic Juno did complain tan In this kind to the BlessM Court of the skies : u Know all ye sex-distiiiguislrd Dei:i~ . That Jove, assembler of the cloudy throng, Begins with me first, and affects with wrong My right in him, made by himself his wife, That knows and does the honoured marriage life All honest offices ; and yet hath he Unduly got, without my company, Blue-eyed Minerva, who of all the sky Of blest Immortals is the absolute gr:. i*oo Where I have brought into the Heavenly Kaee A son, both taken in his feet and head, So ugly, and so far from worth my bed, - That, ravish'd into hand, I took and threw Down to the vast sea his detested vi-r 505 Where Xereus' daught^: a, who her With silver feet makes, and the fair array Of her brigL 1, and took to guard. A HYMN TO APOLLO. 35 But, would to heaven, another yet were spared The like grace of his godhead ! Crafty mate, 510 "What other scape canst thou excogitate ? How could thy heart sustain to get alone The grey-eyed Goddess ? Her conception Nor bringing forth had any hand of mine, And yet, know all the Gods, I go for thine 515 To such kind uses. But I'll now employ My brain to procreate a masculine joy, That 'mongst th' Immortals may as eminent shine, With shame affecting nor my bed nor thine. Nor will I ever touch at thine again, 520 But far fly it and thee ; and yet will reign Amongst th' Immortals ever." This spleen spent (Still yet left angry) far away she went From all the Deathless, and yet pray'd to all, Advanced her hand, and, ere she let it fall, 525 Used these excitements : " Hear me now, O Earth ! Broad Heaven above it, and beneath, your birth, The deified Titanois, that dwell about Vast Tartarus, from whence sprung all the rout Of Men and Deities ! Hear me all, I say, 530 With all your forces, and give instant way T' a son of mine without Jove, who yet may Nothing inferior prove in force to him, But past him spring as far in able limb As he past Saturn." This pronounced, she strook 535 Life-bearing Earth so strongly, that she shook Beneath her numb'd hand. Which when she beheld, Her bosom with abundant comforts swell'd, In hope all should to her desire extend. Erom hence the year, that all such proofs gives end, 36 A HYMN TO APOLLO. Grew round ; yet all that time the bed of Jove 541 She never touch'd at, never was her love Enflam'd to sit near his Daedalian throne, As she accustomed, to consult upon Counsels kept dark with many a secret skill, 545 But kept her vow-frequented temple still, Pleas' d with her sacrifice ; till now, the nights And days accomplish'd, and the year's whole rights In all her revolutions being expired, The hours and all run out that were required 550 To vent a birth-right, she brought forth a son, Like Gods or men in no condition, But a most dreadful and pernicious thing, Call'd Typhon, who on all the human spring Conferr'd confusion. Which received to hand 555 By Juno, instantly she gave command (111 to ill adding) that the Dragoness Should bring it up ; who took, and did oppress With many a misery (to maintain th' excess Of that inhuman monster) all the race 560 Of men that were of all the world the grace, Till the far- working Phoebus at her sent A fiery arrow, that invoked event Of death gave to her execrable life. Before which yet she lay in bitter strife, 565 With dying pains, grovelling on earth, and drew Extreme short respirations ; for which flew A shout about the air, whence no man knew, But came by power divine. And then she lay Tumbling her trunk, and winding every way 570 543 Daedalian — variegated, 7ro\vda'ida\ov. 654 Spring — race. A HYMN TO APOLLO. 37 About her nasty nest, quite leaving then Her murderous life, embrued with deaths of men. Then Phoebus gloried, saying : " Thyself now lie On men-sustaining earth, and putrefy. Who first of putrefaction was inforni'd. 575 Now on thy life have death's cold vapours storm'd, That storm'dst on men the earth-fed so much death, In envy of the offspring they made breathe Their lives out on my altars. Xow from thee Not Typhon shall enforce the misery 5so Of merited death, nor She, whose name implies Such scathe (Chimsera), but black Earth make prise To putrefaction thy immanities, And bright Hyperion, that light all eyes shows, Thine with a night of rottenness shall close." 585 Thus spake he glorying. And then seiz'd upon Her horrid heap, with putrefaction, Hyperion's lovely pow'rs ; from whence her name Took sound of Python, and heaven's Sovereign Flame Was surnam'd Pythius, since the sharp-eyed Sun 590 Affected so witli putrefaction The hellish monster. And now Phoebus' mind Gave him to know that falsehood had strook blind Even his bright eye, because it could not find The subtle Fountain's fraud ; to whom he flew, 595 Enflamed with anger, and in th' instant drew Close to Delphusa, using this short vow : u Delphusa ! You must look no longer now To vent your frauds on me ; for well I know Your situation to be lovely, worth 600 A temple's imposition, it pours forth 575 Informed — made, formed out of. A common word. A HT3IX TO APOLLO. So defied :n. But year renown Shall now no longer shine here, bur mine own." This said, he thrust her promontory down. And daniru'd her fountain up with niighn 605 A temple giving c mfl In woods adjoining. And in this fane all On him. bv surname of Delphusius. call, Because Detphosa's sacred flood and fame His wrath afi\ and hid in shame. 610 And then thought Phoebus wh: : of men To be his ministers he should retain. To do in stony Pytl - To which his mind contending, his quick eyes ud beheld 615 A ship, on whose m la that win_ In which were m-: rr d, many and good, That in Minoian Cncssus ate their food, And were C who now are tih That all the sacrificing dues dispose, BJO And all the laws deliver to a word Oi Day's great King, that wears the golden sword. And it of his Delphian tree That shrouds her fair arms in the cavity Beneath Parnassus* mount) pronounce to men. G8S These now his | is merchants then, In traffics and pecuniar;, rates, sandy Pylos and the Pylian si Wen under -ail. But now encounter d them Phoebus- Apollo, who into the stream 630 himself headlong, and the strange k of a dolphin of a goodly si. Like which he leaped into their ship, and lay A HYMN TO APOLLO. 39 As an ostent of infinite dismay. For none with any strife of mind eonld look 635 Into the omen, all the ship -masts shook, And silent all sat with the fear they took, Arm'd not, nor strook they sail, hut as before Went on with full trim, and a foreright blore, Stiff, and from forth the south, the ship made fly. 6-40 When first they stripped the Malean proniont'ry. Touched at Laconia's soil, in which a town Their ship arrived at, that the sea doth crown, Called Tenarus, a place of much delight To men that serve Heaven's Comforter of sight. 645 In which are fed the famous flocks that hear The wealthy fleeces, on a delicate lair Being fed and seated. Where the merchants fain Would have put in, that they might out again To tell the miracle that chanced to them, 650 And try if it would take the sacred stream, Rushing far forth, that he again might hear Those other fishes that abounded there Delightsome company, or still would stay Aboard their dry ship. But it fail'd t' obey, 655 And for the rich Peloponnesian shore Steer' d her free sail ; Apollo made the blore Directly guide it. That obeying still Reach'd dry Arena, and (what wish doth fill) Fair Argyphaea, and the populous height 660 Of Thryus, whose stream, siding her, doth wait 639 Blore— gale. 641 Stripped — passed rapidly. 645 Heaven's Comforter of sight — the Sun ; TepipifiPporov rjekioio. 655 ItfaiVd V obey—i. e. the ship would not obey the rudder. 40 A EYMS TO APOLLO. With safe pass on Alpha?us. Pylos* sands. And Pylian dwellers : keeping by the strands On which th* inhabitants of Crunins dwell, And Helida set opposite to hell ; ns Chalcis and D ynies reach'd. and happily Hade sail by Pheras ; all being over With that frank gale that Jore himself employed. And then amongst the clouds they might descry The hill, that far-seen Ithaca calls h DuKchius, Sanios, and, with timber graced, Shady Zacynthus. But when now they past Peloponnesus all, and then when showd The infinite Tale of Crissa, that doth shroud All rich Morea with her liberal bre^ K5 S: :::.::k ji »ilf ym-i £v" :: ;: :lr VT t , : As all the sky discoTerd; 'twas so great. And blew so from the Tery council seat Of JoTe himself, that Quickly it might send The ship through full seas to her journey's end. From thence they sail'd, Quite opposite, to the East, And to the region where Light leaves his rest. The light himself being sacred pilot there. And made the sea-trod ship arrive them near The grapeful Crissa, where he rest doth take dose to her port and sands. And then forth brake The far-shot King, like to a star that strows That all in sparkles did his state attire, Whose lustre leap'd up to the sphere of fire. II, ::. " •■-■:-.-::-: n: ■■".•;■- :; -■■'.. in.: lir::-: :Lv i..v;-e That of his sacred tripods held the grace, *• Arrim — L e. cause to arrire. A HT1IX TO APOLLO. 41 In which he lighted such a fluent flame _ilt all Crissa : in which every dame. And dame's fair daughter, cast out vehement cries 695 At those fell fires of Phoebus* prodig: That shaking fears through all their fancies tin Then, like the mind's swift light, again he flew Back to the ship, shaped like a youth in height all his graces, shoulders broad and straight. 700 And all his hair in golden curls enwrapp'd : And to the merchants thus his speech he shapd : "Ho ! Strangers ! What are vou? And from wha: i Sail ye til - rhat salt and water sweat ? To traffic justly ? Or use vagrant scapes 705 Void of all rule, conferring wrongs and i\v Like pirates, on the men ye ne With minds project exempt from list or law ? Why sit ye here so stupefied, nor take Land while ye may. nor deposition make 710 Of naval arms, when this the fashion is Of men industrious, who (their faciL' Wearied at sea ) leave ship, and use the land For food, that with their healths and stomachs stand?" This said, with bold minds he their breast supplied. And thus made answer the Cretensian guide : 1 anger ! Because you seem to us no - Of any mortal, but celestial breed For parts and person, joy your steps ensue. And Gods make orood the bliss we think vour due. Vouchsafe us true relation, on what land We here arrive, and what men here command. We were for well-known parts bound, and from Crete (Our vaunted country) to the Pylian 1 42 A ETMX TO APOLLO. Vow'd our whole voyage : yet arrive we here. 735 Quite cross to those wills that our motions steer. "\\ idling to make return some other way, Some other course desirous to assay. To pay our lost pains. But some God hath fill'd Our frustrate sails, defeating what we will'd." :;:o Apollo answer'd : M Strangers ! Though before Ye dwelt in woody Cnossus. yet no more "i e must be made jour own reciprocals To your loved city and fair severals Of wives and houses, but ye shall have here 7S5 My wealthy temple, honour'd far and near Of many a nation : for myself am son To Jove himself, and of Apollo won The glorious title, who thus safely through The sea's vast billows still have held your plough. 740 Xo ill intending, that will let ye make My temple here your own, and honours take Upon yourselves, all that to me are given. And more, the counsels of the King of Heaven Yourselves shall know, and with his will receive ;4o Ever the honours that all men shall give, Do as I say then instantly, strike sail, Take down your tackling, and your vessel hale Up into land ; your goods bring forth, and all The instruments that into sailing fall ; 750 Make on this shore an altar, fire enflame. And barley white cakes offer to my name ; And then, environing the altar, pray. And call me (as ye saw me in the day When from the windy seas I brake swift way 755 Into your ship) Delphinius, since I took A HYlfX TO APOLLO. 43 A dolphin's form then. And to every look That there shall seek it. that mv altar shall Be made a Delphian memorial Prom thence for ever. After this, ascend 760 Yonr swift black ship and sup, and then intend Ingenuous offerings to the equal Gods That in celestial seats make blest abodes. "When, having stay'd your healthful hunger's sting. Come all with me, and Io-pnana sing 7^5 All the way's length, till you attain the state Where I your opulent fane have consecrate.*' To this they gave him passing diligent ear, And vow'd to his obedience all they were. First, striking sail, their tacklings then theylosed, 770 And (with their gables stoop'd) their mast imposed Into the mast -room. Forth themselves then went, And from the sea into the continent Drew up their ship ; which far up from the sand They rais'd with ample rafters. Then in hand m They took the altar, and in form \1 it on The sea's near shore, imposing thereupon White cakes of barley, lire made, and did stand About it round, as Phoebus gave command, Submitting invocations to his will. 750 Then sacrihVd to all the heavenly hill Of powerful Godheads. After winch they eat Aboard their ship, till with lit food replete They rose, nor to their temple used delay. Whom Phoebus usher d, and touch'd all the way 7S5 761 Intend— See Odyssey, Bk. 111. 648. ' 79 Informed — supra, 575. 763 Food— the folio and Mr. Singer, foot. 44 A HYMN TO APOLLO. His heavenly lute with art above admired, Gracefully leading them. When all were fired With zeal to him, and followed wond'ring all To Pythos ; and upon his name did call With Io-pseans, such as Cretans use. 790 And in their bosoms did the deified Muse Voices of honey-harmony infuse. With never- weary feet their way they went, And made with all alacrity ascent Up to Parnassus, and that long'd-for place 795 Where they should live, and be of men the grace. When, all the way, Apollo show'd them still Their far-stretch' d valleys, and their two-topp'd hill, Their famous fane, and all that all could raise To a supreme height of their joy and praise. soo And then the Cretan captain thus inquired Of King Apollo : " Since you have retired, O sovereign, our sad lives so far from friends And native soil (because so far extends Your dear mind's pleasure) tell us how we shall 805 Live in your service ? To which question call Our provident minds, because we see not crown'd This soil with store of vines, nor doth abound In wealthy meadows, on which we may live, As well as on men our attendance give." 8io He smiled, and said : " O men that nothing know, And so are follow'd with a world of woe, That needs will succour care and curious moan, And pour out sighs without cessation, Were all the riches of the earth your own ! 815 Without much business, I will render known 802 Eetired — i. e. caused to retire. A HYMN TO APOLLO. 45 To your simplicities an easy way To wealth enough : Let every man purvey A skeane, or slaughtering steel, and his right hand, Bravely bestowing, evermore see mann'd S20 With killing sheep, that to my fane will flow From all far nations. On all which bestow Good observation, and all else they give To me make you your own all, and so live. For all which watch before my temple well, 825 And all my counsels, above all, conceal. If any give vain language, or to deeds, Yea or as far as injury, proceeds, Know that, at losers' hands, for those that gain, It is the law of mortals to sustain. 830 Besides, ye shall have princes to obey, "Which still ye must, and (so ye gain) ye may. All now is said ; give all thy memory's stay." And thus to thee, Jove and Latona's son, Be given all grace of salutation ! S35 Both thee and others of th' Immortal State My song shall memorize to endless date. 819 Skeane — generally used as a sword. A Celtic word. See Nares. THE EXD OF THE HYMN TO APOLLO. A HYMN TO HEKMES. ■ EBMES, the son of Jove and Maia, sing, O Muse, th' Arcadian and C jllenian king, They rich in flocks, he heaven enriching still In messages returned with all his will. Whom glorious Maia, the nymph rich in hair, 5 Mixing with Jove in amorous affair, Brought forth to him, sustaining a retreat From all th' Immortals of the blessed seat, And living in the same dark cave, where Jove Informed at midnight the effect of love, 10 Unknown to either man or Deity, Sweet sleep once having seized the jealous eye Of Juno deck'd with wrists of ivory. But when great Jove's high mind was consummate, The tenth month had in heaven confined the date 15 Of Maia's labour, and into the sight She brought in one birth labours infinite ; For then she bore a son, that all tried ways Could turn and wind to wish'd events assays, A fair tongu'd, but false-hearted, counsellor, 20 Hector of ox-stealers, and for all stealths bore 10 Inform d — Hymn to Apollo, 575. A HYMN TO HERMES. 47 A varied finger ; speeder of night's spies, And guide of all her dreams' obscurities ; Guard of door-guardians ; and was born to be, Amongst th' Immortals, that wing'd Deity 25 That in an instant should do acts would ask The powers of others an eternal task. Born in the morn, he form'd his lute at noon, At night stole all the oxen of the Sun ; And all this in his birth's first day was done, 30 Which was the fourth of the increasing moon. Because celestial limbs sustain'd his strains, His sacred swath-bands must not be his chains, So, starting up, to Phoebus' herd he stept, Foundstraight the high-roof 'd cave where they werekept, And th' entry passing, he th' invention found 36 Of making lutes ; and did in wealth abound By that invention, since he first of all Was author of that engine musical, By this means moved to the ingenious work : 40 Near the cave's inmost overture did lurk A tortoise, tasting th' odoriferous grass, Leisurely moving ; and this object was The motive to Jove's son (who could convert To profitablest uses all desert 45 That nature had in any work convey'd) To form the lute ; when, smiling, thus he said : " Thou mov'st in me a note of excellent use, Which thy ill form shall never so seduce T' avert the good to be inform'd by it, 50 In pliant force, of my form-forging wit." Then the slow tortoise, wrought on by his mind, 41 Overture — hidden recess. 48 A HYMN TO HERMES. He thus saluted : "All joy to the kind Instinct of nature in thee, born to be The spiriter of dances, company 55 For feasts, and following banquets, graced and blest For bearing light to all the interest Claim'd in this instrument ! From whence shall spring Play fair and sweet, to which may Graces sing. A pretty painted coat thou putt'st on here, 60 O Tortoise, while thy ill-bred vital sphere Confines thy fashion ; but, surprised by me, I'll bear thee home, where thou shalt ever be A profit to me ; and yet nothing more Will I contemn thee in my merited store. 65 Goods with good parts got worth and honour gave, Left goods and honours every fool may have, And since thou first shalt give me means to live, I'll love thee ever. Virtuous qualities give To live at home with them enough content, 70 Where those that want such inward ornament Fly out for outward, their life made their load. 'Tis best to be at home, harm lurks abroad. And certainly thy virtue shall be known, 'Gainst great-ill-causing incantation 75 To serve as for a lance or amulet. And where, in comfort of thy vital heat, Thou now breath' st but a sound confus'd for song, Expos'd by nature, after death, more strong Thou shalt in sounds of art be, and command so Song infinite sweeter." Thus with either hand He took it up, and instantly took flight Back to his cave with that his home delight. Where (giving to the mountain tortoise vents 84 A Chapmannic periphrasis for killing the tortoise. A HYMN TO HERMES. 49 Of life and motion) with fit instruments 85 Forged of bright steel he straight inform'd a lute, Put neck and frets to it, of which a suit He made of splitted quills, in equal space Impos'd upon the neck, and did embrace Both back and bosom. At whose height (as gins 90 T' extend and ease the strings) he put in pins. Seven strings of several tunes he then applied, Made of the entrails of a sheep well-dried, And throughly twisted. Next he did provide A case for all, made of an ox's hide, 95 Out of his counsels to preserve as well As to create. And all this action fell Into an instant consequence. His word And work had individual accord, All being as swiftly to perfection brought 100 As any worldly man's most ravish'd thought, Whose mind care cuts in an infinity Of varied parts or passions instantly, Or as the frequent twinklings of an eye. And thus his house-delight given absolute end, 105 He touch'd it, and did every string extend (With an exploratory spirit assayed) To all the parts that could on it be play'd. It sounded dreadfully ; to which he sung, As if from thence the first and true force sprung 110 That fashions virtue. God in him did sing. His play was likewise an unspeakable thing, Yet, but as an extemporal assay, Of what show it would make being the first way, It tried his hand ; or a tumultuous noise, 115 Such as at feasts the first-flower d spirits of boys E 50 A RTMN TO HER31ES. Pour out in mutual contumelies still, As little squaring with his curious will, Or was as wanton and untaught a store. Of Jove, and Maia that rich shoes still wore, 120 He sung ; who suffer' d ill reports before, And foul stains under her fair titles bore. But Hermes sung her nation, and her name Did iterate ever ; all her high-flown fame Of being Jove's mistress ; celebrating all 125 Her train of servants, and collateral Sumpture of houses ; all her tripods there, And caldrons huge, increasing every year. All which she knew, yet felt her knowledge stung "With her fame's loss, which (found) she more wish'd sung. But now he in his sacred cradle laid 131 His lute so absolute, and straight convey'd Himself up to a watch -tow'r forth his house, Eich, and divinely odoriferous, A lofty wile at work in his conceit, 135 Thirsting the practice of his empire's height. And where impostors rule (since sable night Must serve their deeds) he did his deeds their right. For now the never-resting Sun was turn'd For th' under earth, and in the ocean burn'd ho His coach and coursers ; when th' ingenious spy Pieria's shady hill had in his eye, Where the immortal oxen of the Gods In air's flood solaced then select abodes, And earth's sweet green flow'r, that was never shorn. Fed ever down. And these the witty-born, ut Argicides, set serious spy upon, Severing from all the rest, and setting gone A HYMN TO HERMES. 51 Full fifty of the violent bellowers. AYhicli driving through the sands, he did reverse 150 (His birth's-craft straight rememVring) all their hoves, And them transpos'd in opposite removes, The fore behind set, the behind before, T' employ the eyes of such as should explore. And he himself, as sly-pac ? d, cast away 155 His sandals on the sea sands ; past display And unexcogitable thoughts in act Putting, to shun of his stol'n steps the tract, Mixing both tamrisk and like-tamrisk sprays In a most rare confusion, to raise 160 His footsteps up from earth. Of which sprays he (His armful gathering fresh from off the tree) Made for his sandals ties, both leaves and ties Holding together ; and then fear d no eves That could affect his feet's discoveries. 166 The tamrisk boughs he gathered, making way Back from Pieria, but as to convey Provision in them for his journey fit, It being long and. therefore, needing it. An old man, now at labour near the field no Of green Onchestus, knew the verdant yield Of his fair arniful ; whom th' ingenious son Of Maia, therefore, salutation Did thus begin to : " Ho, old man ! that now Art crooked grown with making plants to grow, 175 Thy nerves will far be spent, when these boughs shall To these then' leaves confer me fruit and all. But see not thou whatever thou dost see, Nor hear though hear, but all as touching me Conceal, since nought it can endamage thee." iso 52 A HYMN TO HERMES. This, and no more, lie said, and on drave still His broad-brow'd oxen. Many a shady hill, And many an echoing valley, many a field Pleasant and wishful, did his passage yield Their safe transcension. But now the divine iso And black-brow' d Night, his mistress, did decline Exceeding swiftly ; Day's most early light Fast hasting to her first point, to excite Worldlings to work ; and in her watck-tow'r shone King Pallas-Megamedes' seed (the Moon) ; 190 When through th' Alphaean flood Jove's powerful son Phoebus-Apollo's ample-foreheaded herd (Whose necks the lab'ring yoke had never sphered) Drave swiftly on ; and then into a stall (Hilly, yet pass'd to through an humble vale 105 And hollow dells, in a most lovely mead) He gather'd all, and them divinely fed With odorous cypress, and the ravishing tree That makes his eaters lose the memory Of name and country. Then he brought withal aoo Much wood, whose sight into his search let fall The art of making fire ; winch thus he tried : He took a branch of laurel, amplified Past others both in beauty and in size, Yet lay next hand, rubb'd it, and straight did rise 205 A warm fume from it ; steel being that did raise (As agent) the attenuated bays To that hot vapour. So that Hermes found Both fire first, and of it the seed close bound In other substances ; and then the seed 210 He multiplied, of sere-wood making feed 198 The lotus. A HYMN TO HERMES, 53 The apt heat of it, in a pile combined Laid in a low pit, that in flames straight shined, And cast a sparkling crack up to the sky, All the dry parts so fervent were, and high 215 In their combustion. And how long the force Of glorious Vulcan kept the fire in course, So long was he in dragging from their stall Two of the crook-haunch'd herd, that roar'd withal, And raged for fear, t' approach the sacred fire, 220 To which did all his dreadful pow'rs aspire. When, blust'ring forth their breath, he on the soil Cast both at length, though with a world of toil, For long he was in getting them to ground After their through-thrust and most mortal wound. 225 But work to work he join'd, the flesh and cut, Cover'd with fat, and, on treen broches put, In pieces roasted ; but in th' intestines The black blood, and the honorary chines, Together with the carcases, lay there, 230 Caot on the cold earth, as no Deities' cheer ; The hides upon a rugged rock he spread. And thus were these now all in pieces shred, And undistinguish'd from earth's common herd, Though born for long date, and to heaven endear'd, 235 And now must ever live in dead event. But Hermes, here hence having his content, Cared for no more, but drew to places even The fat- works, that, of force, must have for heaven Their capital ends, though storn, and therefore were 210 In twelve parts cut, for twelve choice Deities' cheer, By this devotion. To all which he gave 227 Treen hroches — branches of trees. 54 A HYMN TO HERMES. Their several honours, and did wish to have His equal part thereof, as free and well As tli' other Deities ; but the fatty smell 215 Afflicted him, though he Immortal were, Playing mortal parts, and being like mortals here. Yet his proud mind nothing the more obey'd For being a God himself, and his own aid Having to cause his due, and though in heart 250 He highly wish'd it ; but the weaker part Subdued the stronger, and went on in ill. Even heavenly pow'r had rather have his will Than have his right ; and will's the worst of all, When but in least sort it is criminal, 255 One taint being author of a number still. And thus, resolved to leave his hallow'd hill, First both the fat parts and the fleshy all Taking away, at the steep -entried stall He laid all, all the feet and heads entire, 260 And all the sere-wood, making clear with fire. And now, he leaving there then all things done, And finish' d in their fit perfection, The coals put out, and their black ashes thrown From all discovery by the lovely light 265 The cheerful moon cast, shining all the night, He straight assumed a novel voice's note, And in the whirl -pit- eating flood afloat He set his sandals. When now, once again The that-morn-born Cyllenius did attain 270 His home's divine height ; all the far-stretch'd way No one bless'd God encount'ring his assay, Nor mortal man ; nor any dog durst spend His born-to-bark mouth at him ; till in th' end A HYMN TO HERMES. 55 He reach' d his cave, and at the gate went in 275 Crooked, and wrapt into a fold so thin That no eye could discover his repair, But as a darkness of th' autumnal air. When, going on fore-right, he straight arrived At his rich fane ; his soft feet quite deprived 2so Of all least noise of one that trod the earth, They trod so swift to reach his room of birth. Where, in his swath-bands he his shoulders wrapt, And (like an infant, newly having scap't The teeming straits) as in the palms he lay 235 Of his loved nurse. Yet instantly would play (Freeing his right hand) with his bearing cloth About his knees wrapt, and straight (loosing both His right and left hand) with his left he caught His most-loved lute. His mother yet was taught 290 His wanton wiles, nor could a God's wit lie Hid from a Goddess, who did therefore try His answer thus : " Why, thou made-all-of-sleight, And whence arriv'st thou in this rest of night ? Improvident impudent ! In my conceit 295 Thou* rather shouldst be getting forth thy gate, With all flight fit for thy endanger'd state, (In merit of th' inevitable bands To be impos'd by vex'd Latona's hands, Justly incens'd for her Apollo's harms) 300 Than lie thus wrapt, as ready for her arms, To take thee up and kiss thee. Would to heaven, In cross of that high grace, thou hadst been given Up to perdition, ere poor mortals bear Those black banes, that thy Father Thunderer 305 Hath planted thee of purpose to confer 5(5 A HYMN TO HERMES. On them and Deities !" He returned reply : u As master of the feats of policy, Mother, why aim you thus amiss at me, As if I were a son that infancy 3io Could keep from all the skill that age can teach, Or had in cheating but a childish reach, And of a mother's mandates fear'd the breach ? I mount that art at first, that will be best "When all times consummate their cunningest, 315 Able to counsel now myself and thee, In all things best, to all eternity. We cannot live like Gods here without gifts, No, nor without corruption and shifts, And, much less, without eating ; as we must 320 In keeping thy rules, and in being just, Of which we cannot undergo the loads. 'Tis better here to imitate the Gods, And wine or wench out all time's periods, To that end growing rich in ready heaps, 325 Stored with revenues, being in corn-field reaps Of infinite acres, than to live enclosed In caves, to all earth's sweetest air exposed. I as much honour hold as Phoebus does ; And if my Father please not to dispose 330 Possessions to me, I myself will see If I can force them in ; for I can be Prince of all thieves. And, if Latona's son Make after my stealth indignation, I'll have a scape as well as he a search, 335 And overtake him with a greater lurch ; For I can post to Pythos, and break through 336 Lurch— deceit, falsehood. A HYMN TO HERMES. 57 His huge house there, where harbours wealth enough, Most precious tripods, caldrons, steel, and gold, Garments rich wrought, and full of liberal fold. 3i0 All which will I at pleasure own, and thou Shalt see all, wilt thou but thy sight bestow." Thus changed great words the Goat-hide- wearer's son, And Maia of majestic fashion. And now the air-begot Aurora rose 34.5 From out the Ocean great-in-ebbs-and-flows, When, at the never-shorn pure-and-fair grove (Onchestus) consecrated to the love Of round-and-long-neck'd Neptune, Phoebus found A man whom heavy years had press'd half round, s^o And yet at work in plashing of a fence About a vineyard, that had residence Hard by the highway ; whom Latona's son Made it not strange, but first did question, And first saluted : " Ho you ! aged sire, 355 That here are hewing from the vine the briar, For certain oxen I come here t' inquire Out of Pieria ; females all, and rear'd All with horns wreath'd, unlike the common herd ; A coal-black bull fed by them all alone ; soo And all observ'd, for preservation, Through all their foody and delicious fen With four fierce mastiffs, like one-minded men. These left their dogs and bull (which I admire) And, when was near set day's eternal fire, 365 343 Goat-hide-wearer — Jupiter. 351 Plashing — to plash a fence is still used for half-cutting down the saplings and loftier branches of a hedge, and entwin- ing them horizontally. 364 Which I admire— which I am astonished at. 58 A HYMN TO HERMES. From their fierce guardians, from their delicate fare, Made clear departure. To me then declare, old man, long since horn, if thy grave ray Hath any man seen making stealthful way With all those oxen." Th' old man made reply : 370 " 'Tis hard, O friend, to render readily Account of all that may invade mine eye, For many a traveller this highway treads, Some in much ills search, some in nohle threads, Leading their lives out ; but I this young day, 375 Even from her first point, have made good display Of all men passing this abundant hill Planted with vines, and no such stealthful ill Her light hath shown me ; but last evening, late, 1 saw a thing that show'd of childish state 3so To my old lights, and seem'd as he pursued A herd of oxen with brave heads endued, Yet but an infant, and retain'd a rod ; Who wearily both this and that way trod, His head still backwards turn'd." Tins th' old man spake ; "Which he well thought upon, and swiftly brake 386 Into his pursuit with abundant wing, That strook but one plain, ere he knew the thing That was the thief to be th' impostor born; WTiom Jove yet with his son's name did adorn. 390 In study and with ardour then the King (Jove's dazzling son) placed his exploring wing On sacred Pylos, for his forced herd, His ample shoulders in a cloud enspher'd Of fiery crimson. Straight the steps he found 395 Of his stol'n herd, and said : " Strange sights confound 368 Ray — vision, eye. A ETMN TO HERMES. 59 My apprehensive powers, for here I see The tracks of oxen, but aversively Converted towards the Pierian hills, As treading to their mead of daffodils ; 400 But nor mine eye men's feet nor women's draws, Nor hoary wolves', nor bears', nor lions', paws, Nor thick-neck'd bulls, they show. But he that does These monstrous deeds, with never so swift shoes Hath pass'd from that hour hither, but from hence 405 His foul course may meet fouler consequence." With this took Phoebus wing ; and Hermes still, For all his threats, secure lay in his hill Wall'd with a wood ; and more, a rock, beside, TVhere a retreat ran, deeply multiplied 410 In blinding shadows, and where tlr endless Bride Bore to Saturnius his ingenious son ; An odour, worth a heart's desire, being thrown Along the heaven-sweet hill, on whose herb fed Eich flocks of sheep, that bow not where they tread 415 Their horny pasterns. There the Light of men (Jove's son. Apollo) straight descended then The marble pavement, in that gloomy den. On whom when Jove and Maia's son set eye, "Wroth for his oxen, on then, instantly, 420 His odorous swath-bands flew ; in which as close Th' impostor lay. as in the cool repose Of cast-on ashes hearths of burning coals Lie in the woods hid, under the controls Of skilful colliers ; even so close did lie 425 Inscrutable Hermes in Apollo's eye, Contracting his great Godhead to a small 411 Endless — immortal, iij-icrj dn^pcuij]. 60 A HYMN TO HERMES. And infant likeness, feet, hands, head, and all. And as a hunter hath been often view'd, From chase retired, with both his hands embrued 430 In his game's blood, that doth for water call To cleanse his hands, and to provoke withal Delightsome sleep, new-wash' d and laid to rest ; So now lay Hermes in the close-compress'd Chace of his oxen, his new-found-out lute 435 Beneath his arm held, as if no pursuit But that prise, and the virtue of his play, His heart affected. But to Phoebus lay His close heart open ; and he likewise knew The brave hill-nymph there, and her dear son, new- Born, and as well wrapt in his wiles as weeds. 441 All the close shrouds too, for his rapinous deeds, In all the cave he knew ; and with his key He open'd three of them, in which there lay Silver and gold -heaps, nectar infinite store, 445 And dear ambrosia ; and of weeds she wore, Pure white and purple, a rich wardrobe shined, Fit for the bless'd states of Pow'rs so divined. All which discover'd, thus to Mercury He offer'd conference : " Infant ! You that lie 450 Wrapt so in swath-bands, instantly unfold In what conceal' d retreats of yours you hold My oxen stol'n by you ; or straight we shall Jar, as beseems not Pow'rs Celestial. For I will take and hurl thee to the deeps 455 Of dismal Tartarus, where ill Death keeps His gloomy and inextricable fates, And to no eye that light illuminates 435 Chace — enclosure for cattle, like the Latin saltus. A HYMN TO HER1IES. 61 Mother nor Father shall return thee free, But under earth shall sorrow fetter thee, 460 And few repute thee their superior." On him replied craft's subtlest Counsellor : " What cruel speech hath past Latona's care ! Seeks he his stoFn wild-cows where Deities are ? I have nor seen nor heard, nor can report 465 From others' mouths one word of their resort To any stranger. Nor will I, to gain A base reward, a false relation feign. Nor would I, could I tell. Eesemble I An ox-thief, or a man ? Especially 470 A man of such a courage, such a force As to that labour goes, that violent course ? No infant's work is that. My pow'rs aspire To sleep, and quenching of my hunger's fire With mother's milk, and, 'gainst cold shades, to arm With cradle-cloths my shoulders, and baths warm, 476 That no man may conceive the war you threat Can spring in cause from my so peacefid heat. And, even amongst th' Immortals it would bear Event of absolute miracle, to hear 4S0 A new-born infant's forces should transcend The limits of his doors ; much less contend "With untam'd oxen. This speech nothing seems To savour the decorum of the beams Cast round about the air Apollo breaks, 4S5 Where his divine mind her intention speaks. I brake but yesterday the blessed womb, My feet are tender, and the common tomb Of men (the Earth) lies sharp beneath their tread. But, if you please, even by my Father's head 490 62 A HYMN TO HERMES, I'll take the great oath, that nor I protest Myself to author on your interest Any such usurpation, nor have I Seen any other that feloniously Hath forced your oxen. Strange thing ! What are those Oxen of yours ? Or what are oxen ? Knows 496 My rude mind, think you ? My ears only touch At then" renown, and hear that there are such." This speech he pass'd ; and, ever as he spake, Beams from the hair ahout his eyelids brake, 500 His eyebrows up and down cast, and his eye Every way look'd askance and carelessly, And he into a lofty whistling fell, As if he idle thought Apollo's spell. Apollo, gently smiling, made reply : 505 " O thou impostor, whose thoughts ever He In labour with deceit ! For certain, I Retain opinion, that thou (even thus soon) Hast ransack' d many a house, and not in one Xight's-work alone, nor in one country neither, 510 Hast been besieging house and man together, Eigging and rifling all ways, and no noise Made with thy soft feet, where it all destroys. Soft, therefore, well, and tender, thou may'st call The feet that thy stealths go and fly withal, 515 For many a field-bred herdsman (unheard still) Hast thou made drown the caverns of the hill, Where his retreats he, with his helpless tears, When any flesh-stealth thy desire endears, And thou encount'rest either flocks of sheep, 520 Or herds of oxen ! Up then ! Do not sleep 012 Riyying — tricking. A HYMN TO HERMES. 63 Thy last nap in thy cradle, but come down, Companion of black night, and, for this crown Of thy young* rapines, bear from all the state And style of Prince Thief, into endless date." 525 This said, he took the infant in his arms, And with him the remembrance of his harms, This presage utt'ring, lifting him aloft : " Be evermore the miserably- soft Slave of the belly, pursuivant of all, 530 And author of all mischiefs capital." He scorn'd his prophecy so he sneezed in's face Most forcibly ; which hearing, his embrace He loathed and hurl'd him 'gainst the ground ; yet still Took seat before him, though, with all the ill 535 He bore by hini, he would have left full fain That hewer of his heart so into twain. Yet salv'd all thus : " Come, you so -swaddled thing ! Issue of Maia, and the Thunder's King ! Be confident, I shall hereafter find 540 My broad-brow'd oxen, my prophetic mind So far from blaming this thy course, that I Foresee thee in it to posterity The guide of all men, always, to their ends." This spoken, Hermes from the earth ascends, sio Starting aloft, and as in study went, Wrapping himself in his integument, And thus ask'd Phoebus : " Whither force you me, Far-shot, and far most powerful Deity ? I know, for all your feigning, you 're still wroth ibo About your oxen, and suspect my troth. O Jupiter ! I wish the general race Of all earth's oxen rooted from her face. 6-1 A HYMN TO HERMES. I steal your oxen ! I again profess That neither I have stoFn them, nor can guess 555 "Who else should steal them. What strange heasts are these Your so -loved oxen ? I must say, to please Your humour thus far, that even my few hours Have heard their fame. But be the sentence yours Of the debate betwixt us, or to Jove 560 (For more indifferency) the cause remove." Thus when the solitude -affecting God, And the Latonian seed, had laid abroad All things betwixt them ; though not yet agreed, Yet, might I speak, Apollo did proceed 565 Nothing unjustly, to charge Mercury With stealing of the cows he does deny. But his profession was, with filed speech, And craft's fair compliments, to overreach All, and even Phoebus. Who because he- knew 570 His trade of subtlety, he still at view Hunted his foe through all the sandy way Up to Olympus. Nor would let him stray From out his sight, but kept behind him still. And now they reach'd the odorif rous hill 575 Of high Olympus, to their Father Jove, To arbitrate the cause in which they strove. WTiere, before both, talents of justice were Propos'd for him whom Jove should sentence clear, In cause of their contention. And now 580 About Olympus, ever crown'd with snow, The rumour of their controversy flew. All the Incorruptible, to their view, 568 Filed speech— see Odyssey, Bk. VI. 219. A HYMN TO HERMES. Go On Heaven's steep mountain made return'd repair. Hermes, and He that light hurls through the air, 5S5 Before the Thund'rer's knees stood ; who hegun To question thus far his illustrious Son : " Phoebus ! To what end bring'st thou captive here Him in whom my mind puts delights so dear ? This new-born infant, that the place supplies 590 Of Herald jet to all the Deities ? This serious business, you may witness, draws The Deities' whole Court to discuss the cause. '' Phoebus replied : •'• And not unworthy is The cause of all the Court of Deities, 595 For, you shall hear, it comprehends the weight Of devastation, and the very height Of spoil and rapine, even of Deities' rights. Yet you, as if myself loved such delights, Use words that wound my heart. I bring you here 600 An infant, that, even now, admits no peer In rapes and robb'ries. Finding out his place, After my measure of an infinite space, In the Cyllenian mountain, such a one In all the art of opprobration, 605 As not in all the Deities I have seen, Nor in th' oblivion-mark'd whole race of men. In night he drave my oxen from their leas, Along the lofty roar-resounding seas, From out the road-way quite ; the steps of them 610 So quite transpos'd. as would amaze the beam Of any mind's eye, being so infinite much Involved in doubt, as show'd a deified touch Went to the work's performance ; all the way, Through which my cross-hoved cows he did convey, 615 F 66 A HYMN TO HERMES. Had dust so darkly-hard to search, and he So past all measure wrapt in subtilty. For, nor with feet, nor hands, he form'd his steps, In passing through the dry way's sandy heaps, But used another counsel to keep hid 620 His monstrous tracts, that show'd as one had slid On oak or other houghs, that swept out still The footsteps of his oxen, and did fill Their prints up ever, to the daffodill (Or dainty-feeding meadow) as they trod, 625 Driven by this cautelous and infant God. A mortal man, yet, saw him driving on His prey to Pylos. Which when he had done, And got his pass sign'd, with a sacred fire, In peace, and freely (though to his desire, 630 Not to the Gods, he offer'd part of these My ravish'd oxen) he retires, and lies, Like to the gloomy night, in his dim den, All hid in darkness ; ,and in clouts again Wrapp'd him so closely, that the sharp-seen eye 635 Of your own eagle could not see him He. For with his hands the air he rarified (This way, and that moved) till bright gleams did glide About his being, that, if any eye Should dare the darkness, light appos'd so nigh uo Might blind it quite with her antipathy. Which wile he wove, in curious care t' illude Th' extreme of any eye that could intrude. On which relying, he outrageously (When I accus'd him) trebled his reply : 645 * I did not see, I did not hear, nor I 626 Cavtelous — artful. A common word. 645 Trebled — whined, spoke in a whining tone. A HYMN TO HERMES. 67 Will tell at all, that any other stole Your broad-brow'd beeves. Which an impostor's soul Would soon have done, and any author fain Of purpose only a reward to gain.' 650 And thus he colour'd truth in every lie." This said, Apollo sat ; and Mercury The Gods' Commander pleased with this reply : " Father ! I'll tell thee truth (for I am true, And far from art to lie) : He did pursue 655 Even to my cave his oxen this self day, The sun new-raising his illustrious ray ; But brought with him none of the Bliss-endued, Nor any ocular witness, to conclude His bare assertion ; but his own command 660 Laid on with strong and necessary hand, To show his oxen ; using threats to cast My poor and infant powers into the vast Of ghastly Tartarus ; because he bears Of strength-sustaining youth the flaming years, 665 And I but 3^esterday produced to light. By which it fell into his own free sight, That I in no similitude appeared Of power to be the forcer of a herd. And credit me, O Father, since the grace 670 Of that name, in your style, you please to place, I drave not home his oxen, no, nor prest Past mine own threshold ; for 'tis manifest, I reverence with my soul the Sun, and all The knowing dwellers in this heavenly Hall, 675 Love you, observe the least ; and 'tis most clear In your own knowledge, that my merits bear No least guilt of his blame. To all which I (38 A HYMN TO HERMES. Dare add heaven's great oath, boldly swearing by All these so well-built entries of the Blest. 680 And therefore when I saw myself so prest With his reproaches, I confess I burn'd In my pure gall, and harsh reply return'd. Add your aid to your younger then, and free The scruple fixt in Phoebus' jealousy." 685 This said he wink'd upon his Sire ; and still His swathbands held beneath his arm ; no will Discern'd in him to hide, but have them shown. Jove laugh'd aloud at his ingenious Son, Quitting himself with art, so likely wrought, 690 As show'd in his heart not a rapinous thought ; Commanding both to bear atoned minds And seek out th' oxen ; in which search he binds Hermes to play the guide, and show the Sun (All grudge exiFd) the shrowd to which he won 695 His fair-eyed oxen ; then his forehead bow'd For sign it must be so ; and Hermes show'd His free obedience ; so soon he inclined To his persuasion and command his mind. Now, then, Jove's jarring Sons no longer stood, 700 But sandy Pylos and th' Alphsean flood Reach' d instantly, and made as quick a fall On those rich-feeding fields and lofty stall Where Phoebus' oxen Hermes safely kept, Driven in by night. When suddenly he stept 705 Up to the stony cave, and into light Drave forth the oxen. Phoebus at first sight Knew them the same, and saw apart dispread 695 Shrowd — den, caves underground. The crypt of a church sometimes so called. A HYMN TO HERMES. 69 Upon a high-rais'd rock the hides new flead Of th' oxen sacrific'd. Then Phoebus said : 710 " O thou in crafty counsels undisplaid ! How couldst thou cut the throats, and cast to earth Two such huge oxen, being so young a birth, And a mere infant ? I admire thy force, And will, behind thy back. But this swift course 715 Of growing into strength thou hadst not need Continue any long date, O thou Seed Of honour'd Maia !" Hennes (to show how He did those deeds) did forthwith cut and bow Strong osiers in soft folds, and strappled straight 720 One of his hugest oxen, all his weight Lay'ng prostrate on the earth at Phoebus' feet, All his four cloven lioves eas'ly made to greet Each other upwards, all together brought. In all which bands yet all the beast's powers -wrought To rise, and stand ; when all the herd about 726 The mighty Hermes rush'd in, to help out Their fellow from his fetters. Phoebus' view Of all this up to admiration drew Even his high forces ; and stern looks he threw 730 At Hermes for his herd's wrong, and the place To which he had retir'd them, being in grace And fruitful riches of it so entire ; All which set all his force on envious fire. All whose heat flew out of his eyes in flames, 735 Which fain he would have hid, to hide the shames Of his ill-govern'd passions. But with ease Hermes could calm them, and his humours please Still at his pleasure, were he ne'er so great In force and fortitude, and high in heat. 740 70 A HYMN TO HERMES. In all which he his lute took, and assay'd A song upon him, and so strangely play'd, That from his hand a ravishing horror flew. Which Phoebus into laughter turn'd, and grew Pleasant past measure ; tunes so artful clear 745 Strook even his heart-strings, and his mind made hear. His lute so powerful was in forcing love, As his hand rul'd it, that from him it drove All fear of Phoebus ; yet he gave him still The upper hand ; and, to advance his skill 750 To utmost miracle, he play'd sometimes Single awhile ; in which, when all the climes Of rapture he had reach'd, to make the Sun Admire enough, O then his voice would run Such points upon his play, and did so move, 755 They took Apollo prisoner to his love. And now the deathless Gods and deathful Earth He sung, beginning at their either's birth To full extent of all their empery. And, first, the honour to Mnemosyne, 760 The Muses' mother, of all Goddess states He gave ; even forced to't by the equal fates. And then (as it did in priority fall Of age and birth) he celebrated all. And with such elegance and order sung 765 (His lute still touch'd, to stick more off his tongue) That Phoebus' heart with infinite love he eat. Who, therefore, thus did his deserts entreat : " Master of sacrifice ! Chief soul of feast ! Patient of all pains ! Artizan so blest, 770 That all things thou canst do in any one ! Worth fifty oxen is th' invention A HYMN TO HERMES. 71 Of this one lute. We both shall now, I hope, In firm peace work to all our wishes' scope. Inform me (thou that every way canst wind, 775 And turn to act, all wishes of thy mind) Together with thy birth came all thy skill ? Or did some God, or God-like man, instill This heavenly song to thee ? Methinks I hear A new voice, such as never yet came near 780 The breast of any, either man or God, Till in thee it had prime and period. What art, what Muse that med'cine can produce For cares most cureless, what inveterate use Or practice of a virtue so profuse 785 (Which three do all the contribution keep That Joy or Love confers, or pleasing Sleep,) Taught thee the sovereign facture of them all ? I of the Muses am the capital Consort, or follower ; and to these belong 790 The grace of dance, all worthy ways of song, And ever-flourishing verse, the delicate set And sound of instruments. But never yet Did anything so much affect my mind With joy and care to compass, as this kind 795 Of song and play, that for the spritely feast Of flourishing assemblies are the best And aptest works that ever worth gave act. My powers with admiration stand distract, To hear with what a hand to make in love 800 Thou rul'st thy lute. And (though thy yong'st hours move At full art in old councils) here I vow (Even by this cornel dart I use to throw) To thee, and to thy mother, I'll make thee 72 A HYMN TO HERMES. Amongst the Gods of glorious degree, 805 Guide of men's ways and theirs ; and will impart To thee the mighty imperatory art, Bestow rich gifts on thee, and in the end Never deceive thee." Hermes (as a Mend That wrought on all advantage, and made gain 8io His capital object) thus did entertain Phoebus Apollo : " Do thy dignities, Far-working God and circularly wise, Demand my virtues ? Without envy I Will teach thee to ascend my faculty. 815 And this day thou shalt reach it ; finding me, In acts and counsels, all ways kind to thee, As one that all things knows, and first tak'st seat Amongst th ? Immortals, being good and great, And therefore to Jove's love mak'st free access, 820 Even out of his accomplisht holiness. Great gifts he likewise gives thee ; who, fame says, Hast won thy greatness by his will, his ways, By him know'st all the powers prophetical, O thou far- worker, and the fates of all ! 825 Yea, and I know thee rich, yet apt to learn, And even thy wish dost but discern and earn. And since thy soul so burns to know the way To play and sing as I do, sing, and play ; Play, and perfection in thy play employ ; 830 And be thy care, to learn things good, thy joy. Take thou my lute (my love) and give thou me The glory of so great a faculty. This sweet-tuned consort, held but in thy hand, Sing, and perfection in thy song command. 835 For thou already hast the way to speak A HYMN TO HERMES. 73 Fairly and elegantly, and to break All eloquence into thy utter d mind. One gift from heaven found may another find. Use then securely this thy gift, and go sw To feasts and dances that enamour so, And to that covetous sport of getting glory, That day nor night will suffer to be sory. "Whoever does but say in verse, sings still ; "Which he that can of any other skill S4o Is capable, so he be taught by art And wisdom, and can speak at every part Things pleasing to an understanding mind ; And such a one that seeks this lute shall find. Him still it teaches eas'ly, though he plays 850 Soft voluntaries only, and ase As wanton as the sports of children are, And (even when he aspires to singular In all the mast'ries he shall play or sing) Finds the whole work but an unhappy thing, S5-5 He, I say, sure shall of this lute be king. But he, whoever rudely sets upon Of this lute's skill tlr inquest or question Never so ardently and angrily, Without the aptness and ability 860 Of art, and nature fitting, never shall Aspire to this, but utter trivial And idle accents, though sung ne'er so loud, And never so commended of the crowd. But thee I know, O eminent Son of Jove, 865 The fiery learner of whatever Love Hath sharpen'd thy affections to achieve, And thee I give this lute. Let us now live 74 A HYMN TO HERMES. Feeding upon the hill and horse-fed earth Our never-handled oxen ; whose dear birth 870 Then- females, fellow'd with their males, let flow In store enough hereafter ; nor must you (However cunning-hearted your wits are) Boil in your gall a grudge too circular." Thus gave he him his lute, which he embrac'd, 875 And gave again a goad, whose bright head cast Beams like the light forth ; leaving to his care His oxen's keeping. Which, with joyful fare, He took on him. The lute Apollo took Into his left hand, and aloft he shook 880 Delightsome sounds up, to which God did sing. Then were the oxen to their endless spring Turn'd ; and Jove's two illustrous Offsprings flew Up to Olympus where it ever snew, Delighted with their lute's sound all the way. 8S5 "Whom Jove much joy'd to see, and endless stay Gave to their knot of friendship. From which date Hermes gave Phoebus an eternal state In his affection, whose sure pledge and sign His lute was, and the doctrine so divine 890 Jointly conferr'd on him ; which well might be True symbol of his love's simplicity. On th' other part, Apollo in his friend Form'd th' art of wisdom, to the binding end Of his vow'd friendship ; and (for further meed) 895 Gave him the far-heard fistulary reed. For all these forms of friendship, Phoebus yet Fear'd that both form and substance were not met In Mercury's intentions ; and, in plain, 884 Snew — past tense of snow ; still a provincialism. A HYMN TO HEBMES. 75 Said (since he saw him born to craft and gain, 900 And that Jove's will had him the honour done To change at his will the possession Of others' goods) he fear'd his breach of vows In stealing both his lute and cunning bows, And therefore wish'd that what the Gods affect 905 Himself would witness, and to his request His head bow, swearing by th' impetuous flood Of Styx that of his whole possessions not a good He would diminish, but therein maintain The full content in which his mind did reign. 910 And then did Maia's son his forehead bow, Making, by all that he desired, his vow Never to prey more upon anything In just possession of the far- shot King, Nor ever to come near a house of his. 915 Latonian Phoebus bow'd his brow to this, With his like promise, saying : " Not any one Of all the Gods, nor any man, that son Is to Saturn ius, is more dear to me, More trusted, nor more honour'd is than thee. 920 Which yet with greater gifts of Deity In future I'll confirm, and give thy state A rod that riches shall accumulate, Nor leave the bearer thrall to death, or fate, Or any sickness. All of gold it is, 925 Three-leaved, and fuH of all felicities. And this shall be thy guardian, this shall give The Gods to thee in all the truth they live, And, finally, shall this the tut'ress be 903 Goods— the folio, followed by Mr. Singer, has Gods, but it is obviously a misprint ; unless we read other Gods. It is an interpolation of Chapman's. 76 A BYMJf TO HERMES. Of all the words and works informing me 930 From Jove's hio-h counsels, making known to tliee All my instructions. But to prophesy. O best of Jove's beloved, and that high skill Which to obtain lies burning in thy will, Nor thee, nor any God, will Fate let learn. 935 Onlv Jove's mind hath insight to discern TThat that importeth ; yet am I allow' d (My known faith trusted, and my forehead bow'd, Our great oath taken, to resolve to none Of all tli' Immortals the restriction 9±o Of that deep knowledge) of it all the mind. Since then it sits in such fast bounds confin'd, brother, when the golden rod is held In thy strong hand, seek not to have reveal' d Any sure fate that Jove will have eonceaFd. 945 For no man shall, by know'ng, prevent his fate ; And therefore will I hold in my free state The pow'r to hurt and help what man I will, Of all the greatest, or least touch'd with ill, That walk within the circle of mine eye, 950 In all the tribes and sexes it shall try. Yet, truly, any man shall have Ins will To reap the fruits of my prophetic skill, Whoever seeks it by the voice or wing Of birds, born truly such events to sing. 955 Nor will I falsely, nor with fallacies, Infringe the truth on which his faith relies, But he that truths in chattering plumes would find, Quite opposite to them that prompt my mind, And learn by natural forgers of vain lies 960 The inore -than- ever- certain Deities, A HYMN TO HERMES. 77 That man shall sea-ways tread that leave no tracts, And false or no guide find for all his facts. And yet will I his gifts accept as well As his to whom the simple truth I tell. 965 One other thing to thee I'll yet make known, Maia's exceedingly renowned son, And Jove's, and of the Gods' whole session The most ingenious genius : There dwell "Witliin a crooked cranny, in a dell 970 Beneath Parnassus, certain Sisters born, Call'd Parcse, whom extreme swift wings adorn, Their number three, that have upon their heads White barley-flour still sprinkled, and are maids ; And these are schoolmistresses of things to come, 975 Without the gift of prophecy. Of whom (Being but a boy, and keeping oxen near) I learn'd their skill, though my great Father were Careless of it, or them. These flying from home To others' roofs, and fed with honeycomb, 980 Command all skill, and (being enraged then) Will freely tell the truths of things to men. But if they give them not that Gods' sweet meat, They then are apt to utter their deceit, And lead men from their way. And these will I 9S5 Give thee hereafter, when their scrutiny And truth thou hast both made and learn'd ; and then Please thyself with them, and the race of men (Wilt thou know any) with thy skill endear, Who will, be sure, afford it greedy ear, 990 And hear it often if it prove sincere. Take these, Maia's son, and in thy care Be horse and oxen, all such men as are 78 A HYMN TO HERMES. Patient of labour, lions, white-tooth'd boars, Mastiffs, and flocks that feed the flow'ry shores, 995 And every four-foot beast ; all which shall stand In awe of thy high imperatory hand. Be thou to Dis, too, sole Ambassador, Who, though all gifts and bounties he abhor, On thee he will bestow a wealthy one." 1000 Thus king Apollo honour' d Maia's son With all the rites of friendship ; all whose love Had imposition from the will of Jove. And thus with Gods and mortals Hermes lived, Who truly help'd but few, but all deceived 1005 With an undifferencing respect, and made Vain words and false persuasions his trade. His deeds were all associates of the night, In which his close wrongs cared for no man's right. So all salutes to Hermes that are due, 1010 Of whom, and all Gods, shall my Muse sing true. THE END OF THE HYMN TO HERMES. A HYMN TO VENUS. ' HE force, Muse, and functions now unfold Of Cyprian Venus, grac'd with mines of gold ; Who even in Deities lights love's sweet desire, And all Death's kinds of men makes kiss her fire, All air's wing'd nation, all the belluine, 5 That or the earth feeds, or the seas confine. To all which appertain the love and care Of well-crown'd Venus' works. Yet three there are "Whose minds She neither can deceive nor move ; Pallas, the Seed of JEgis -bearing Jove, 10 Who still lives indevirginate, her eyes Being blue, and sparkling like the freezing skies, Whom all the gold of Venus never can Tempt to affect her facts with God or man. She, loving strife, and Mars's working banes, 15 Pitch'd fields and fights, and famous artizans, Taught earthy men first all the arts that are, Chariots, and all the frames vehicular, Chiefly with brass arm'd, and adorn' d for war. Where Venus only soft-skinn'd wenches fills 20 20 Wenches— See Odyssey, Bk. iv. 977. 80 A HYMN TO VENUS. With wanton house-works, and suggests those skills Still to their studies. Whom Diana neither, That bears the golden distaff, and together Calls horns, and hollows, and the cries of hounds, And owns the epithet of loving sounds 25 For their sakes, springing from such spritely sports, Can catch with her kind lures ; but hill resorts To wild-beasts, slaughters, accents far-off heard Of harps and dances, and of woods unshear'd The sacred shades she loves, jet likes as well so Cities where good men and their offspring dwell. The third, whom her kind passions nothing please, Is virgin Vesta ; whom Saturnides Made reverend with his counsels, when his Sire, That adverse counsels agitates, life's fire 35 Had kindled in her, being his last-begot. Whom Neptune woo'd to knit with him the knot Of honour' d nuptials, and Apollo too ; Which with much vehemence she refused to do, And stern repulses put upon them both, 40 Adding to all her vows the Gods' great oath, And touching Jove's chin, which must consummate All vows so bound, that she would hold her state, And be th' invincible Maid of Deities Through all her days' dates. For Saturnides 45 Gave her a fair gift in her nuptials' stead, To sit in midst of his house, and be fed With all the free and richest feast of heaven, In all the temples of the Gods being given The prize of honour. Not a mortal man, so 24 Hollows— shouts ; or, as Mr. Singer prints, halloos. 42 See Iliad, Bk. i. 481 A HYMN TO VENUS. 81 (That either, of the Pow'rs Olympian His half-birth having, may be said to be A mortal of the Gods, or else that he, Deities' wills doing, is of Deity) But gives her honour of the amplest kind. 55 Of all these three can Venus not a mind Deceive, or set on forces to reflect. Of all Pow'rs else yet, not a sex, nor sect, Flies Venus ; either of the blessed Gods, Or men confin'd in mortal periods. 60 But even the mind of Jove she doth seduce, That chides with thunder so her lawless use In human creatures, and by lot is given Of all most honour, both in earth and heaven. And yet even his all-wise and mighty mind 65 She, when she lists, can forge affects to blind, And mix with mortal dames his Deity, Conceal'd at all parts from the jealous eye Of Juno, who was both his sister born, And made his wife ; whom beauty did adorn 70 Past all the bevy of Immortal Dames, And whose so chiefly-glorified flames Cross-counsell'd Saturn got, and Rha?a bore, And Jove's pure counsels (being conqueror) His wife made of his sister. Ay, and more, 75 Cast such an amorous fire into her mind As made her (like him) with the mortal kind Meet in unmeet bed ; using utmost haste, Lest she should know that he lived so unchaste, Before herself felt that fault in her heart, 80 And gave her tongue too just edge of desert 71 Bevy— See Odyssey, Bk. vi. 115. Gr A HYMN TO VEXUS. To tax his lightness. With this end. beside* Lest laughter-studying Venus should deride The Gods more than the Goddesses, and Bay That she the Gods eommix'd in amorous play With mortal dames, begetting mortal - T* immortal sires, and not make Goddesses breed The like with mortal fathers. But. t' acquire Both Gods and God 4 her despite. Jove took (even in herself) on him her poVr, And made her with a mortal paramour Use as deform'd a mixture as the rest ; Kindling a kind affection in her breast To God-like-liinb'd Anchises. as he kept, On Ida's top-on-top-to-heaven's-pole-heapt, Amongst the many fountains there, his herd. Fur. after his brave person had appear "d To her bright eye, her heart flew all on fire, And to amaze she burn'd in his desire, Flew straight to Cyprus, to her odorous fane 100 And altars, that the people Paphian Advanced to her. Where, soon as enter'd. die The shining gates shut ; and the Graces three Wash'd, and with oils of everlasting ^cent Bathed, as became, her deathless lineament. 105 Then her ambrosian mantle she a.-sum'd, With rich and odoriferous airs perfum'd. Which being put on, and all her trims beside Fair, and with all allurements amplified, The all-of-gold-made laughter-loving Dame 110 Cyprus, and for Troy became roXo£. Altissimum habeas verticem, cvjus summitas ipsum poiam attingit. — ChaPMAS. A HYMN TO VENUS. 83 A swift contendress, her pass cutting* all Along the clouds, and made her instant fall On fountml Ida, that her mother-breasts Gives to the preyful brood of savage beasts. 115 And through the hill she went the ready way T" Anchises' oxstall, where did fawn and play About her blessed feet wolves grisly- gray, Terrible lions, many a mankind bear, And lybberds swift, insatiate of red deer. 120 Whose sight so pleas'd, that, ever as she past Through every beast, a kindly love she cast, That, in their dens obscured with shadows deep, Made all, distinguish'd in kind couples, sleep. And now she reach'd the rich pavilion 125 Of the heroe, in whom heavens had shown A fair and goodly composition, And whom she in his oxstall found, alone, His oxen feeding in fat pastures by, He walking up and down, sounds clear and high 130 From his harp striking. Then before him she Stood like a virgin, that invincibly Had borne her beauties : yet alluringly Bearing her person, lest his ravish'd eye Should chance t' affect him with a stupid fear. 135 Anchises seeing her, all his senses were With wonder stricken, and high-taken heeds Both of her form, brave stature, and rich weeds. For, for a veil, she shind in an attire That cast a radiance past the ray of fire. uo Beneath which wore she, girt to her, a gown 119 Mankind — masculine, ferocious. 120 Lybberds — leopards. 84 A HYMN TO VEXUs. Wrought all with growing-rose-buds, reaching down T" her slender smalls, which buskins did divine. Such as taught Thetis' silver feet to shine. Her soft white neck rich carquenets embraced. Bright, and with gold in all variety graced, That to her breasts let down lay there and sk* A?, at her joyful full, the rising Moon. Her sight show'd miracles. Anchises' heart Love took into his hand, and made him part With these high salutation? : " Joy. Queen ! "Whoever of the Blest thy beauties been That hVht these entries : or the Peitv That dans afteeteth : or that gave the Eye Of heaven his heat and lustre : or that ma \ 155 The hearts of all with all-commandii:_ d onerous Themis ; or the blue-eyed Ha Or of the - any that are laid With all the Gods in comparable scales, Ajid whom fame up to immortality caBfi | Ml Or any of the Xyrnphs. that unshorn grove-. Or that this fail* hill-habitation, k Or valleys flowing with earth's fattest goo Or fountains pouring forth eternal flo-. S . which of all thou art. that in some place 165 Of circular prospect, for thine eye-' dear grace, I may an altar build, and to thy pow'rs [Make -acred all the year's devote "With consecra:: : and opulent. :\1 whereof, be thy benign mind bent 170 145 Carquenets : netimes spell rcanets and carknets. 153 The Deity, kc. — Diana : that gave the eye, &c — Latona. mother of Apollo 5 that moves the hearts — Venus 5 the blue-eyed Jlaid— A HYMN TO VENUS. 85 To these wish'd blessings of me : Give me parts Of chief attraction in Trojan hearts ; And, after, give me the refulgency Of most renown'd and rich posterity ; Long, and free life, and heaven's sweet light as long ; The people's blessings, and a health so strong 176 That no disease it let my life engage, Till th' utmost limit of a human age." To this Jove's Seed this answer gave again : " Anchises ! Happiest of the human strain ! iso I am no Goddess ! Why, a thrall to death Think'st thou like those that immortality breathe ? A woman brought me forth ; my father's name Was Otreiis, if ever his high fame Thine ears have witness'd, for he govern'd all 185 The Phrygian state, whose every town a wall Impregnable embrac'd. Your tongue, you hear, I speak so well, that in my natural sphere (As I pretend) it must have taken prime. A woman, likewise, of the Trojan clime 190 Took of me, in her house, the nurse's care From my dear mother's bosom ; and thus are My words of equal accent with your own. How here I come, to make the reason known, Argicides, that bears the golden rod, 195 Transferr'd me forcibly from my abode Made with the maiden train of Her that joys In golden shafts, and loves so well the noise Of hounds and hunters (heaven's pure -living Pow'r) Where many a nymph and maid of mighty dow'r 200 Chaste sports employ' d, all circled with a crown 197 Diana. A HYMN TO VEXUS. Of infinite multitude, to see bo shown Our maiden pastimes. Yet, from all the fair Of this so forceful concourse, up in air The golden-rod- sustaining- Argus' -Guide 205 Kapt me in sight of all. and made me ride Along the clouds with him, enforcing me Through many a labour of mortality, Through many an unbuilt region, and a rude. Where savage beasts devour' d preys warm and Grade, And would not let my fears take one foot's tread 211 On Her by whom are all lives comforted. But said my maiden state must grace the bed Of king Anchises. and bring forth to thee Issue as fair as of divine degree. 215 "Which said, and showing me thy moving grace, Away flew he up to th' Immortal Race. And thus came I to thee : Necessity, With her steel stings, compelling me t' apply To her high pow'r my will. But you must I 220 Implore by Jove, and all the reverence due To your clear parents, who. in bearing you, Can bear no mean sail, lead me home to them An untouch'd maid, being brought up in tlr extreme Of much too cold simplicity to know 225 The fiery cunnings that in Venus glow. Show me to them then, and thy brothers born, I shall appear none that parts disadorn, But such as well may serve a brother's wife, And show them now, even to my future life, 230 If such or no my present will extend. To horse-breed-vary'ng Phrygia likewise send, 212 The Earth. A HYMN TO VENUS. 87 T' inform my sire and mother of my state, That live for me extreme disconsolate ; Who gold enough, and well -woven weeds, will give. 235 All whose rich gifts in my amends receive. All this perform'd, add celebration then Of honour'd nuptials, that by God and men Are held in reverence." All this while she said, Into his bosom jointly she convey 'd 240 The fires of love ; when, all-enamour'd, he In these terms answer'd : " If mortality Confine thy fortunes, and a woman were Mother to those attractions that appear In thy admir'd form, thy great father given 245 High name of Otreiis ; and the Spy of heaven (Immortal Mercury) th' enforceful cause That made thee lose the prize of that applause That modesty immaculate virgins gives, My wife thou shalt be call'd through both our lives. 250 Nor shall the pow'rs of men nor Gods withhold My fiery resolution to enfold Thy bosom in mine arms ; which here I vow To firm performance, past delay, and now. Nor, should Apollo with his silver bow 255 Shoot me to instant death, would I forbear To do a deed so full of cause so dear. For with a heaven-sweet woman I will lie, Though straight I stoop the house of Dis, and die." This said, he took her hand, and she took way 260 AVith him, her bright eyes casting round ; whose stay She stuck upon a bed, that was before Made for the king, and wealthy coverings wore. On which bears' hides and big-voic'd lions' lay, S8 A HYMN TO VENUS. "Whose preyful lives the king had made his prey, 265 Hunting th' Idalian hills. This bed when they Had both ascended, first he took from her The fiery weed, that was her utmost wear ; Unbutton'd her next rosy robe ; and loos'd The girdle that her slender waist enclos'd ; 270 Unlac'd her buskins ; all her jewelry Took from her neck and breasts, and all laid by Upon a golden- studded chair of state. Th' amaze of all which being remov'd, even Fate And council of the equal Gods gave way 275 To this, that with a deathless Goddess lay A deathful man ; since, what his love assum'd, [Not with his conscious knowledge was presumed. Now when the shepherds and the herdsmen, all, Turn'd from their flow'ry pasture to their stall, 2S0 With all their oxen, fat and frolic sheep, Venus into Anchises cast a sleep, Sweet and profound ; while with her own hands now With her rich weeds she did herself endow ; But so distinguish' d, that he clear might know 285 His happy glories ; then (to her desire Her heavenly person put in trims entire) She by the bed stood of the well-built stall, Advanc'd her head to state celestial, And in her cheeks arose the radiant hue 290 Of rich-crown'd Venus to apparent view. And then she rous'd him from his rest, and said : " Up, my Dardanides, forsake thy bed. What pleasure, late employ'd, lets humour steep Thy lids in this inexcitable sleep ? 295 Wake, and now say, if I appear to thee A HYMN TO VENUS. 89 Like her that first thine eyes conceited me." This started him from sleep, though deep and dear, And passing promptly he enjoy' d his ear. But when his eye saw Venus' neck and eyes, 300 Whose beauties could not bear the counterprise Of any other, down his own eyes fell, Which pallid fear did from her view repell, And made him, with a main respect beside, Turn his whole person from her state, and hide 305 (With his rich weed appos'd) his royal face, These wing'd words using : " When, at first, thy grace Mine eyes gave entertainment, well I knew Thy state was deified ; but thou told'st not true ; And therefore let me pray thee (by thy love 3io Borne to thy father, ^Egis-bearing Jove) That thou wilt never let me live to be An abject, after so divine degree Taken in fortune, but take ruth on me. For any man that with a Goddess lies, 315 Of interest in immortalities, Is never long-hVd." She replied : u Forbear, O happiest of mortal men, this fear, And rest assured, that (not for me, at least) Thy least ills fear fits ; no, nor for the rest 320 Of all the Blessed, for thou art their friend ; And so far from sustaining instant end, That to thy long-enlarg'd life there shall spring Amongst the Trojans a dear son, and king, To whom shall many a son, and son's son, rise 325 In everlasting great posterities ; His name iEneas ; therein keeping life, For ever, in my much-conceited grief, 90 A HYMN TO VENUS. That I, immortal, fell into the bed Of one whose blood mortality must shed. 330 But rest thou comforted, and all the race That Troy shall propagate, in this high grace : That, past all races else, the Gods stand near Your glorious nation, for the forms ye bear, And natures so ingenuous and sincere. 335 For which, the great-in-counsels (Jupiter) Your gold-lock' d Ganymedes did transfer (In rapture far from men's depressed fates) To make him consort with our Deified States, And scale the tops of the Saturnian skies, 34o He was so mere a marvel in their eyes. And therefore from a bowl of gold he fills Bed nectar, that the rude distension kills Of winds that in your human stomachs breed. But then did languor on the liver feed 345 Of Tros, his father, that was king of Troy, And ever did his memory employ With loss of his dear beauty so bereaven, Though with a sacred whirlwind rapt to heaven. But Jove, in pity of him, saw him given 350 Good compensation, sending by Heaven's Spy "White -swift-hov'd horse, that Immortality Had made firm- spirited ; and had, beside, Hermes to see his ambassy supplied With this vow'd bounty (using all at large 355 That his unalter'd counsels gave in charge) That he himself should immortality breathe, Expert of age and woe as well as death. 347 d\rj(JTog. Cujus memoAa erit perpetua. — CHAPMAN. 358 Expert — in the classical sense,/ree from, unaccompanied by. A HYMN TO VENUS. 91 " This ambassy express'd, he inourn'd no more, But up with all his inmost mind he bore, 360 Joying that he, upon his swift-hor d horse, Should be sustained in an eternal course. " So did the golden -throned Aurora raise, Into her lap, another that the praise Of an immortal fashion had in fame, 365 And of your nation bore the noble name, (His title Tithon) who, not pleased with her, As she his lovely person did transfer, To satisfy him, she bade ask of Jove The gift of an Immortal for her love. 370 Jove gave, and bound it with his bowed brow, Performing to the utmost point his vow. Fool that she was, that would her love engage, And not as I011&* ask from the bane of ao-e The sweet exemption, and youth's endless flow'r ! 375 Of which as long as both the grace and powT His person entertain'd, she loved the man, And (at the fluents of the ocean Near Earth's extreme bounds) dwelt with him; but when (According to the course of aged men) 330 On his fair head, and honourable beard, His first grey hairs to her light eyes appear'd, She left his bed, yet gave him still for food The Gods' ambrosia, and attire as good. Till even the hate of age came on so fast 385 That not a lineament of his was grac'd With pow'r of motion, nor did still sustain, Much less, the vigour had t' advance a vein, The virtue lost in each exhausted limb, 92 A HYMN TO VENUS. That at his wish before would answer him ; 390 All pow'rs so quite decay'd, that when he spake His voice no perceptible accent brake. Her counsel then thought best to strive no more, But lay him in his bed and lock his door. Such an Immortal would not I wish thee, 395 T' extend all days so to eternity. But if, as now, thou couldst perform thy course In grace of form, and all corporeal force, To an eternal date, thou then shouldst bear My husband's worthy name, and not a tear 400 Should I need rain, for thy deserts declin'd, From my all-clouded bitterness of mind. But now the stern storm of relentless age Will quickly circle thee, that waits t' engage All men alike, even loathsomeness, and bane 405 Attending with it, every human wane, Which even the Gods hate. Such a penance lies Impos'd on flesh and blood's infirmities ! "Which I myself must taste in great degree, And date as endless, for consortng thee. 410 All the Immortals with my opprobry Are full by this time ; on their hearts so lie (Even to the sting of fear) my cunnings us'd, And wiving conversations infus'd Into the bosoms of the best of them 415 With women, that the frail and mortal stream Doth daily ravish. All this long since done. Which now no more, but with effusion Of tears, I must in heaven so much as name, I have so forfeited in this my fame, 420 And am impos'd pain of so great a kind A HYMN TO VENUS. 93 For so much erring from a Goddess' mind. For I have put beneath my girdle here A son, whose sire the human mortal sphere Gives circumscription. But, when first the light 425 His eyes shall comfort, Nymphs that haunt the height Of hills, and breasts have of most deep receipt, Shall be his nurses ; who inhabit now A hill of so vast and divine a brow, As man nor God can come at their retreats ; 430 Who live long lives, and eat immortal meats, And with Immortals in the exercise Of comely dances dare contend, and rise Into high question which deserves the prize. The light Sileni mix in love with these, 435 And, of all Spies the Prince, Argicides ; In well-trimm'd caves their secret meetings made. And with the lives of these doth life invade Or odorous fir-trees, or high-foreheaded oaks, Together taking their begetting strokes, 440 And have their lives and deaths of equal dates, Trees bearing lovely and delightsome states, Whom Earth first feeds, that men initiates. On her high hills she doth their states sustain, And they their own heights raise as high again. 445 Their growths together made, Nymphs call their groves Vow'd to th' Immortals services and loves ; Which men's steels therefore touch not, but let grow. But when wise Fates times for their fadings know, The fair trees still before the fair Nymphs die, 450 The bark about them grown corrupt and dry, And all their boughs fall'n yield to Earth her right ; And then the Nymphs' lives leave the lovely night. 94 A HYMN TO VENUS. " And these Nymphs iu their caves shall nurse my son, Whom (when in him youth's first grace is begun) 455 The Nymphs, his nurses, shall present to thee, And show thee what a birth thou hast by me. And, sure as now I tell thee ail these things, When Earth hath cloth'd her plants in five fair springs, Myself will make return to this retreat, 460 And bring that flow'r of thy enamour' d heat ; Whom when thou then seest, joy shall fire thine eyes, He shall so well present the Deities. And then into thine own care take thy son From his calm seat to windy Ilion, 465 Where, if strict question be upon thee past, Asking what mother bore beneath her waist So dear a son, answer, as I afford Fit admonition, nor forget a word : They say a Nymph, call'd Calucopides, 470 That is with others an inhabitress On this thy wood-crown'd hill, acknowledges That she his life gave. But, if thou declare The secret's truth, and art so mad to dare (In glory of thy fortunes) to approve 475 That rich- crown' d Venus mix'd with thee in love, Jove, fired with my aspersion so dispread, Will with a wreakful lightning dart thee dead. " All now is told thee, comprehend it all. Be master of thyself, and do not call 480 My name in question ; but with reverence vow To Deities' angers all the awe ye owe." This said, She reach'd heaven, where airs ever flow. 475 Glory— boast. A HYMN TO VENUS. 95 And so, Goddess, ever honour'd be, In thy so odorous Cyprian empery ! i$5 My Muse, affecting first thy fame to raise, Shall make transcension now to others' praise. THE END OF THE FIEST HYMN TO VENUS. TO THE SAME ;HE reverend, rich-crown\l, and fair Queen I sing, Venus, that owes in fate the fortressing Of all maritimal Cyprus ; where the force Of gentle-breathing Zephyr steer'd her course 'Along the waves of the resounding sea, 5 While, yet unborn, in that soft foam she lay That brought her forth; whom those fair Hours that bear The golden bridles joyfully stood near, Took up into their arms, and put on her Weeds of a never-corruptible wear. 10 On her immortal head a crown they plac'd, Elaborate, and with all the beauties grac'd That gold could give it ; of a weight so great, That, to impose and take off, it had set Three handles on it, made, for endless hold, 15 Of shining brass, and all adorn'd with gold. Her soft neck all with carquenets was grac'd, That stoop'd, and both her silver breasts embraced, Which even the Horn's themselves wear in resort To Deities' dances, and her Father's court. 20 2 Owes — owns. 96 BACCHUS, OR THE PIRATES. Grac'd at all parts, they brought to heaven her graces ; Whose first sight seen, all fell into embraces, Hugg'd her white hands, saluted, wishing all To wear her maiden flow'r in festival Of sacred Hymen, and to lead her home ; 25 All, to all admiration, overcome With Cytherea with the violet crown. So to the Black-brow'd Sweet-spoke all renown ! Prepare my song, and give me, in the end, The victory to whose palm all contend ! 30 So shall my Muse for ever honour thee, And, for thy sake, thy fair posterity. BACCHUS, OE THE PIEATES. |F Dionysus, noble Semele's Son, I now intend to render mention, As on a prominent shore his person shone, Like to a youth whose flow'r was newly blown, Bright azure tresses play'd about his head, 5 And on his bright broad shoulders was dispread A purple mantle. Straight he was descried By certain manly pirates, that applied Their utmost speed to prise him, being aboard A well-built bark, about whose broad sides roar'd 10 The wine-black Tyrrhene billows ; death as black Brought them upon him in their future wrack. For, soon as they had purchas'd but his view, Mutual signs past them, and ashore they flew, BACCHUS, OR THE PIRATES. 97 Took him, and brought him instantly aboard, 15 Soothing their hopes to have obtain'd a hoard Of riches with him ; and a Jove -kept king To such a flow'r must needs be natural spring. And therefore straight strong fetters they must fetch, To make him sure. But no such strength would stretch To his constrain'd pow'rs. Far flew all their bands 21 From any least force done his feet or hands. But he sat casting smiles from his black eyes At all their worst. At which discoveries Made by the master, he did thus dehort 25 All his associates : " Wretches ! Of what sort Hold ye the person ye assay to bind ? Nay, which of all the Pow'r fully-diviird Esteem ye him, whose worth yields so much weight That not our well-built bark will bear Iris freight ? so Or Jove himself he is, or He that bears The silver bow, or Neptune. Nor appears In him the least resemblance of a man, But of a strain at least Olympian. Come ! Make we quick dismission of his state, 35 And on the black-soiPd earth exonerate Our sinking vessel of his deified load, Nor dare the touch of an intangible God, Lest winds outrageous, and of wrackful scathe, And smoking tempests, blow his fiery wrath." 40 This well-spoke master the tall captain gave Hateful and horrible language ; calTd him slave, And bade him mark the prosperous gale that blew, 28 Pow'r fully -diviri'd — Mr. Singer has wrongly altered this to pow' r fully -divined ; but Chapman says fully-divin'd Pow'r, i. e. Godhead. 41 i. e. the tall captain replied to the master. H OS BACCHUS, OB TEE PIBATES. And how their vessel with her mainsail flew ; Bade all take arms, and said, their works requir'd 45 The cares of men, and not of an inspird Pure zealous master ; his firm hopes being fir'd With this opinion, that they should arrive In JEgypt straight, or Cyprus, or where live Men whose brave breaths above the north wind blow ; Yea, and perhaps beyond their region too. 51 And that he made no doubt but in the end To make his prisoner tell him every friend Of all his offspring, brothers, wealth, and all ; Since that prise, certain, must some God let fall. 55 This said, the mast and mainsail up he drew, And in the mainsail" s midst a frank gale blew ; When all his ship took arms to brave their prise. But straight strange works appeared to all their eyes : First, sweet wine through their swift -black bark did flow? Of which the odours did a little blow 01 Their fiery spirits, making th 5 air so fine That they in flood were there as well as wine. A mere immortal-making savour rose, Which on the ah- the Deity did impose. B6 The seamen see'ng all, admiration seiz'd ; Yet instantly then- wonders were increas'd, For on the topsail there ran, here and there, A vine that grapes did in abundance bear, And in an instant was the ship's mainmast 70 With an obscure-green ivy's arms embrac'd, That flonrish'd straight, and were with berries grac'd ; Of which did garlands circle every brow Of all the pirates, and no one knew how. 64 Jlere — See Odyssey, Bk. vm. 115. BACCHUS, OR THE PIRATES. 99 Which when they saw, they made the master steer 75 Out to the shore ; whom Bacchus made forbear, With showing more wonders. On the hatches He Appear'd a terrible lion, horribly Koaring ; and in the mid-deck a male bear, Made with a huge mane ; making all, for fear, 80 Crowd to the stern, about the master there, Whose mind he still kept dauntless and sincere, But on the captain rush'd and ramp'd, with force So rude and sudden, that his main recourse Was to the main-sea straight : and after him 85 Leapt ah his mates, as trusting to their swim To fly foul death ; but so found what they fled, Being all to dolphins metamorphosed. The master he took ruth of, sav'd, and made The blessed'st man that ever tried his trade, 90 These few words giving him : " Be confident, Thou God-inspired pilot, in the bent Of my affection, ready to requite Thy late-to-me-intended benefit. I am the roaring God of spritely wine, 95 Whoni Semele (that did even Jove incline To amorous mixture, and was Cadmus' care) Made issue to the mighty Thunderer." And thus, all excellence of grace to thee, Son of sweet-count'nance-carry'ng Semele. 100 I must not thee forget in least degree, But pray thy spirit to render so my song Sweet, and all ways in order'd fury strong. 100 MARS. TO MAES. |ARS, most-strong, gold-helm'd, making- chariots crack ; Never without a shield cast on thy hack ; Mind-master, town-guard, with darts never driven ; Strong-handed, all arms, fort, and fence of heaven ; Father of victory with fair strokes given ; 5 Joint surrogate of justice, lest she fall In unjust strifes a tyrant ; general Only of just men justly; that dost hear Fortitude's sceptre ; to heaven's fiery sphere Giver of circular motion, between 10 That and the Pleiads that still wand'ring been, Where thy still-vehemently-flaming horse About the third heaven make their fiery course ; Helper of mortals ; hear ! — As thy fires give The fair and present boldnesses that strive 15 In youth for honour, being the sweet-beam' d light That darts into their lives, from all their height, The fortitudes and fortunes found in fight ; So would I likewise wish to have the pow'r To keep off from my head thy bitter hour, 20 And that false fire, cast from my soul's low kind, Stoop to the fit rule of my highest mind, Controlling that so eager sting of wrath That stirs me on still to that horrid scathe Of war, that God still sends to wreak his spleen 2.3 (Even by whole tribes) of proud injurious men. But thou Ever-Blessed ! give me still DIANA. 101 Presence of mind to put in act my will, Varied, as fits, to all occasion ; And to live free, unforc'd, unwrought upon, 30 Beneath those laws of peace that never are Affected with pollutions popular Of unjust hurt, or loss to any one ; And to hear safe the burthen undergone Of foes inflexive, and inhuman hates, 35 Secure from violent and harmful fates. TO DIANA. > IAN A praise, Muse, that in darts delights, Lives still a maid, and had nutritial rights With her horn-brother, the far-shooting Sun. That doth her all-of-gold-made chariot run In chase of game, from Meles that abounds 5 In black-brow' d bulrushes, and, where her hounds She first uncouples, joining there her horse, Through Smyrna carried in most fiery course To grape-rich Claros ; where (in his rich home, And constant expectation She will come) 10 Sits Phoebus, that the silver bow doth bear, To meet with Phcebe, that doth darts transfer As far as He his shafts. As far then be Thy chaste fame shot, Queen of archery ! Sacring my song to every Deity. 15 14 Sacring — consecrating. The reader will remember the sacring-btll. 102 rEXUS.— PALLAS. TO VENUS. 1 Cyprian Venus still my verses vow, Who gifts as sweet as honey doth bestow On all mortality ; that ever smiles, And rules a face that all foes reconciles ; Ever sustaining in her hand a flow'r That all desire keeps ever in her pow'r. Hail, then, O Queen of well-built Salamine, And all the state that Cyprus doth confine, Inform my song with that celestial fire That in thy beauties kindles all desire. 1 So shall my Muse for ever honour thee, And any other thou commend' st to me. TO PALLAS. ALLAS Minerva only I begin To give my song ; that makes war's terrible din , Is patroness of cities, and with Mars Marshall'd in all the care and cure of wars, And in everted cities, fights, and cries. 5 But never doth herself set down or rise Before a city, but at both times She All injur'd people sets on foot and free. Give, with thy war's force, fortune then to me, And, with thy wisdom's force, felicity. 10 JUNO— CERES.— CYBELE. 103 TO JUNO. j ATUKlS I A, and her throne of gold, I sing, That was of Rhea the eternal spring, And empress of a beauty never jet Equall'd in height of tincture. Of the great Saturnius (breaking air in awful noise) 5 The far-fam'd wife and sister; whom in joys Of high Olympus all the Blessed love, And honour equal with unequalTd Jove. TO CEKES. fcHE rich-hair'd Ceres I assay to sing ; A Goddess, in whose grace the natural spring Of serious majesty itself is seen ; And of the wedded, yet in grace still green, Proserpina, her daughter, that displays 5 A beauty casting every way her rays. All honour to thee, Goddess ! Keep this town ; And take thou chief charge of my song's renown ! TO THE MOTHER OF THE GODS. |OTHER of all, both Gods and men, commend, Muse, whose fair form did from Jove descend ; That doth with cymbal sounds delight her life, And tremulous divisions of the fife ; 104 HERCULES. Love's dreadful lions' roars, and wolves' hoarse howls, 5 Sylvan retreats, and hills, whose hollow knolls Raise repercussive sounds about her ears. And so may honour ever crown thy years With all-else Goddesses, and ever be Exalted in the Muses' harmony ! 10 TO LION-HEARTED HERCULES. 'LCIDES, forcefullest of all the brood Of men enforc'd with need of earthy food, My Muse shall memorise ; the son of Jove, "Whom, in fair-seated Thebes (commix'd in love With great heaven's sable-cloud-assembling State) 5 Alcmena bore to him ; and who, in date Of days forepast, through all the sea was sent, And Earth's inenarrable continent, To acts that king Eurystheus had decreed ; Did many a petulant and imperious deed 10 Himself, and therefore suffer'd many a toil ; Yet now inhabits the illustrious soil Of white Olympus, and delights his life With still-young Hebe, his well-ankled wife. Hail, King, and Son of Jove ! Vouchsafe thou me 15 Virtue, and, her effect, felicity ! ^SCULAPIUS.—TYNDARIDES. 105 TO ^SCTJLAPIUS. *ITH iEsculapius, the physician, That cur'dall sickness, and was Phoebus' son, My Muse makes entry ; to whose life gave yield Divine Coronis in the Dotian field, (King Phlegius' daughter) who much joy on men 5 Conferred, in dear ease of their irksome pain. For which, my salutation, worthy king, And vows to thee paid, ever when I sing ! TO CASTOK AM) POLLUX. ■ ASTOE and Pollux, the Tyndarides, Sweet Muse illustrate ; that their essences Fetch from the high forms of Olympian Jove, And were the fair fruits of bright Leda's love, Which she produc'd beneath the sacred shade 5 Of steep Taygetus, being subdu'd, and made To serve th' affections of the Thunderer. And so all grace to you, whom all aver (For skill in horses, and their manage given) To be the bravest horsemen under heaven ! 10 6 Taygetus. — It is hardly necessary to remind the reader that Chapman's quantity is wrong, as is often the case. 106 MERCURY.— PAN. TO MERCURY. [gERMES I honour, the Cyllenian Spy, i f King of Cyllenia, and of Arcady yP With flocks abounding ; and the Messenger Of all th' Immortals, that doth still infer Profits of infinite value to their store ; 5 Whom to Saturnius bashful Maia bore, Daughter of Atlas, and did therefore fly Of all th' Immortals the society, To that dark cave, where, in the dead of night, Jove join'd with her in love's divine delight, 10 When golden sleep shut Juno's jealous eye, Whose arms had wrists as white as ivory, From whom, and all, both men and Gods beside, The fair-hair'd nymph her scape kept undescried. Joy to the Jove-got then, and Maia's care, 15 'Twixt men and Gods the general Messenger, Giver of good grace, gladness, and the flood Of all that men or Gods account their good ! 14 Scape.— See Iliad, 11. 312. TO PAN. * ING, Muse, this chief of Hermes' love-got joys, Goat-footed, two-horn'd, amorous of noise, That through the fair greens, all adorn'd with trees, ' TO PAN. 107 Together goes with Nymphs, whose nimble knees Can every dance foot, that affect to scale 5 The most inaccessible tops of all Uprightest rocks, and ever use to call On Pan, the bright-hair'd God of pastoral ; Who yet is lean and loveless, and doth owe By lot all loftiest mountains crown'd with snow ; 10 All tops of hills, and cliffy highnesses, All sylvan copses, and the fortresses Of thorniest queaches, here and there doth rove, And sometimes, by allurement of his love, Will wade the wat'ry softnesses. Sometimes 15 (In quite oppos'd capriccios) he climbs The hardest rocks, and highest, every way Running their ridges. Often will convey Himself up to a watch-tow Ys top, where sheep Have their observance. Oft through hills as steep 20 His goats he runs upon, and never rests. Then turns he head, and flys on savage beasts, Mad of their slaughters ; so most sharp an eye Setting upon them, as his beams let fly Through all their thickest tapistries. And then 25 (When Hesp'rus calls to fold the flocks of men) From the green clossets of his loftiest reeds He rushes forth, and joy with song he feeds. When, under shadow of their motions set, He plays a verse forth so profoundly sweet, 30 As not the bird that in the flow'ry spring, Amidst the leaves set, makes the thickets ring 9 Owe — own. 13 Queaches — thickets. See Odyssey, Bk. xix. 610. 25 Tapistries — i. e. hiding-places, where they tapish or hide. 27 Clossets — closes. The word should be noted. 108 TO PAN. Of her sour sorrows, sweeten'd with her song, Runs her divisions varied so and strong. And then the sweet-voic'd Nymphs that crown his mountains 35 (Flock'd round about the deep -black- water 'd fountains) Fall in with their contention of song. To which the echoes all the hills along Their repercussions add. Then here and there (Plac'd in the midst) the God the guide doth bear 40 Of all their dances, winding in and out, A lynce's hide, besprinkled round about With blood, cast on his shoulders. And thus He, "With well-made songs, maintains th' alacrity Of his free mind, in silken meadows crown'd 4o "With hyacinths and saffrons, that abound In sweet-breath' d odours, that th' unnumber'd grass (Besides their scents) give as through all they pass. And these, in all their pleasures, ever raise The blessed Gods' and long Olympus' praise : 50 Like zealous Hermes, who of all I said Most profits up to all the Gods convey'd. Who, likewise, came into th' Arcadian state, (That's rich in fountains, and all celebrate For nurse of flocks,) where He had vow'd a grove 55 (Surnam'd Cyllenius) to his Godhead's love. Yet even himself (although a God he were) Clad in a squalid sheepskin, govern'd there A mortal's sheep. For soft love ent'ring him Conform' d his state to his conceited trim, 60 And made him long, in an extreme degree, T' enjoy the fair-hair'd virgin Dryope. Which ere he could, she made him consummate VULCAN. 109 The flourishing rite of Hymen's honour'd state ; And brought him such a piece of progeny, 65 As show'd, at first sight, monstrous to the eye, Goat-footed, two-horn'd, full of noise even then, And (opposite quite to other childeren) Told, in sweet laughter, he ought death no tear. Yet straight his mother start, and fled, in fear, to The sight of so unsatisfying a thing, In whose face put forth such a bristled spring. Yet the most useful Mercury embrac'd, And took into his arms, his homely-fac'd, Beyond all measure joyful with his sight ; 75 And up to heaven with him made instant flight, Wrapp'd in the warm skin of a mountain hare, Set him by Jove, and made most merry fare To all the Deities else with his son's sight ; Which most of all fill'd Bacchus with delight ; so And Pan they call'd him, since he brought to all Of mirth so rare and full a festival. And thus all honour to the shepherds' King, For sacrifice to thee my Muse shall sing ! 69 Ought— owed. 70 Start— the past tense. TO VULCAN. I EAISE Vulcan, now Muse; whom fame gives the prize For depth and facture of all forge-devise ; Who, with the sky-ey'd Pallas, first did give Men rules of buildings, that before did live 110 PH(EB US.— NEPTUNE. In caves and dens, and hills, like savage beasts ; 5 But now, by art-fam'd Vulcan's interests In all their civil industries, ways clear Through th' all-things-bringing-to-their-ends (the year) They work out to their ages' ends, at ease Lodg'd in safe roofs from Winter's utmost prease. 10 Eut, Yulcan, stand propitious to me, Virtue safe granting, and felicity ! TO PHCEBUS. PHCEBUS! Even the swan from forth II her • wings, Jumping her proyning-bank, thee sweetly sings, By bright Peneus' whirl-pit-making streams. Thee, that thy lute mak'st sound so to thy beams, Thee, first and last, the sweet-voic'd singer still 5 Sings, for thy song's all-songs-transcending skill. Thy pleasure, then, shall my song still supply, And so salutes thee King of Poesy. 2 Proyning bank — where she preens or proins herself. TO NEPTUNE. 1 \ EPTUNE, the mighty marine God, I sing, Earth's mover, and the fruitless ocean's King, That Helicon and th'iEgean deeps dost hold. O thou Earth-shaker ! Thy command two-fold JOVE.— VESTA. Ill The Gods have sorted ; making thee of horses 5 The awful tamer, and of naval forces The sure preserver. Hail, O Saturn's hirth ! "Whose graceful green hair circles all the earth. Bear a benign mind ; and thy helpful hand Lend all submitted to thy dread command. 10 TO JOVE. j OVE now I sing, the greatest and the best Of all these Pow'rs that are with Deity blest, That far-off doth his dreadful voice diffuse, And, being King of all, doth all conduce To all their ends. Who (shut from all Gods else 5 With Themis, that the laws of all things tells) Their fit composures to their times doth call, Weds them together, and preserves this all. Grace then, O far-heard Jove, the grace thou'st given, Most Glorious, and most Great of Earth and Heaven ! 10 TO YESTA. iv-ESTA, that as a servant oversees King Phoebus' hallow'd house, in all degrees Of guide about it, on the sacred shore Of heavenly Pythos, and hast evermore Pich balms distilling from thy odorous hair, 5 Grace this house with thy housewifely repair ! 112 APOLLO.— BACCHUS. Enter, and bring a mind that most may move, Conferring even, the great in counsels, Jove ; And let my verse taste of your either's love. TO THE MUSES AJSTD APOLLO. i fcHE Muses, Jove, and Phoebus, now I sing ; For from the far- off- shooting Phoebus spring All poets and musicians, and from Jove Th' ascents of kings. The man the Muses love, Eelicity blesses ; elocution's choice 5 In syrup lay'ng of sweetest breath his voice. Hail, Seed of Jove, my song your honours give, And so in mine shall yours and others' live. TO BACCHUS. tVY-crown'd Bacchus iterate in thy praises, O Muse ; whose voice all loftiest echoes raises, And he with all th' illustrious Seed of Jove Is join'd in honour, being the fruit of love To him, and Semele the-great-in-graces ; 5 And from the King his father's kind embraces By fair-hair' d Nymphs was taken to the dales Of Xyssa, and with curious festivals Given his fair grought, far from his father's view, In caves from whence eternal odours flew, io And in high number of the Deities plac'd. 9 Grought— growth. TO DIANA. 113 Yet when the many-hymn-given God had past His Nurses' cares, in ivies and in bays All over thicketed, his varied ways To sylvan coverts evermore He took, 15 With all his Nurses, whose shrill voices shook Thickets, in which could no foot's entry fall, And he himself made captain of them all. And so, O grape -abounding Bacchus, be Ever saluted by my Muse and me ! so Give us to spend with spirit our hours out here, And e^ery hour extend to many a year. TO DIAXA. I AX A, that the golden spindle moves, And lofty sounds as well as Bacchus loves, A bashful virgin, and of fearful hearts The death- affecter with delighted darts, By sire and mother Phoebus' sister born, 5 Whose thigh the golden falchion doth adorn, I sing ; who likewise over hills of shade And promontories that vast winds invade, Amorous of hunting, bends her all-gold bow. And sigh-begetting arrows doth bestow 10 In fates so dreadful that the hill-tops quake, And bristled woods their leafy foreheads shake, Horrors invade earth, and [the] fishy seas Impassion'd furies ; nothing can appease The dying brays of beasts. And her delight 15 In so much death affects so with affright 114 PALLAS. all inanimate natures ; for, while she Her - . their general progeny She all ways turns upon to all their banes. when her fiery pleasures find their wanes, 20 Her yielding bow unbent, to th' ample bouse, rich and populous, Of her dear brother, her retreats advance. "Where th" instauration of delightsome dance Amongst the Muses and the Graces she 25 - form : in which herself the regency (Her unbent bow hung up, and casting on A gracious robe) assumes, and first sets gone try ; to which all send forth ; heavenly voices, and advance the worth Of her fair-ankled mother, since to light She children- brought the far most exquisite In counsels and performances of all The God hat grace the heavenly hall. Hail then, Latona's fair-hair'd Seed, and Jove's ! 35 My song shall ever call to mind your loves. TO PALLAS. ALLA>- Minerva's deity, the renown'd, -^ My Muse in her variety must resound ; flighty in councils ; whose illustrous eyes In all resemblance represent the skies. ; verend maid of an inflexible mind ; In spirit and person strong ; of triple kind ; Faun in that just laws maintain ; TO VESTA AND MERCURY. 115 Of Jove, the-great-in-councils, very brain Took prime existence, his unbounded brows Could not contain her, such impetuous throes 10 Her birth gave way to, that abroad she flew, And stood, in gold arni'd, in her Father's view, Shaking her sharp lance. All Olympus shook So terribly beneath her, that it took Up in amazes all the Deities there. is All earth resounded with vociferous fear. The sea was put up all in purple waves, And settled suddenly her rudest raves. Hyperion's radiant son his swiffc-hov'd steeds A mighty time stay'd, till her arming weeds, 20 As glorious as the Gods', the blue-ey'd Maid Took from her deathless shoulders ; but then stay'd All these distempers, and heaven's counsellor, Jove, Rejoic'd that all things else his stay could move. So I salute thee still ; and still in praise 25 Thy fame, and others', shall my memory raise. TO VESTA AND MEKCUKY. jESTA I sing, who, in bequest of fate, Art sorted out an everlasting state In all th' Immortals' high-built roofs, and all Those of earth- dwelling men, as general And ancient honours given thee for thy gift 5 Of free-liv'd chastity, and precious thrift. Nor can there amongst mortals banquets be, In which, both first and last, they give not thee 116 TO EARTH. Their endless gratitudes in pour'd-out wine, As gracious sacrifice to thy divine 10 And useful virtues ; being invok'd by all, Before the least taste of their festival In wine or food affect their appetites. And Thou, that of th' adorn'd-with-all-delights Art the most useful angel, born a God u Of Jove and Maia, of heaven's golden rod The sole sustainer, and hast pow'r to bless With all good all men, great Argicides, Inhabit all good houses, see'ng no wants Of mutual minds' love in th' inhabitants, 20 Join in kind blessing with the bashful maid And all-lov'd virgin, Vesta ; either's aid Combin'd in every hospitable house ; Both being best seen in all the gracious House-works of mortals. Jointly follow then, 25 Even from their youths, the minds of dames and men. Hail then, old Daughter of the oldest God, And thou Great Bearer of Heaven's golden rod ! Yet not to you alone my vows belong, Others as well claim th' homage of my song. 30 15 Angel— messenger, ayy8\o<;. TO EARTH, THE MOTHER OF ALL. [ OTHER of all things, the well-founded Earth, My Muse shall memorize ; who all the birth Gives food that all her upper regions breed, All that in her divine diffusions feed TO EARTH, 117 In under continents, all those that live 5 In all the seas, and all the air doth give Wing'd expeditions, of thy bounties eat ; Fair children, and fair fruits, thy labour's sweat. • O great in reverence; and referr'd to thee, For life and death is all the pedigree 10 Of mortal humans. Happy then is he Whom the innate propensions of thy mind Stand bent to honour. He shall all things find In all abundance ; all his pastures yield Herds in all plenties ; all his roofs are fill'd 15 With rich possessions ; he, in all the sway Of laws best order'd, cuts out his own way In cities shining with delicious dames, And takes his choice of all those striving flames ; High happiness and riches, like his train, 20 Follow his fortunes, with delights that reign In all their princes ; glory invests his sons ; His daughters, with their crown'd selections Of all the city, frolic through the meads, And every one her call'd-for dances treads 25 Along the soft-flow'r of the claver-grass. All this, with all those, ever comes to pass, That thy love blesses, Goddess full of grace, And treasurous Angel t' all the human race. Hail, then, Great Mother of the Deified Kind, 30 Wife to the cope of stars ! Sustain a mind Propitious to me for my praise, and give (Answering my mind) my vows fit means to live. 26 Claver-grass, — Mr. Singer has printed clover. I retain the old orthography, though Halliwell says it is only a North- country provincialism for clover. US TO THE SUN. TO THE SUN". I HE radiant Sim's divine renown diffuse, Jove's daughter, great Calliope, my Muse ; Whom ox-ey'd Euryphaessa gave birth To the bright Seed of starry Heaven and Earth. For the far-fam'd Hyperion took to wife 5 His sister Euryphaessa, that life Of his high race gave to these lovely three : Aurora, with the rosy-wrists ; and She That owns th' enamouring tresses, the bright Moon ; Together with the never-wearied Sun, 10 Who (his horse mounting) gives both mortals light And all th' Immortals. Even to horror, bright A blaze burns from his golden burgonet, "\Miich to behold exceeds the sharpest set Of any eye's intention, beams so clear 15 It all ways pours abroad. The glorious cheer Of his far- shining face up to his crown Casts circular radiance, that comes streaming down About his temples, his bright cheeks, and all, Retaining the refulgence of then fall. 20 About his bosom flows so fine a weed As doth the thinness of the wind exceed In rich context ; beneath whose deep folds fly His masculine horses round about the sky, Till in this hemisphere he renders stay 25 T ? his gold-yok'd coach and coursers ; and his way, 13 Burgonet — generally spelt burgemet, a species of helmet. TO THE MOON. 119 Let down by heaven, the heavenly coachman makes Down to the ocean, where his rest he takes. My salutations then, fair King, receive, And in propitious returns relieve 30 My life with mind-fit means ; and then from thee, And all the race of complete Deity, My song* shall celebrate those half-god States, That yet sad death's condition circulates, And whose brave acts the Gods show men that they 35 As brave may aim at, since they can but die. TO THE MOON. I HE Moon, now, Muses, teach me to resound, Whose wide wings measure such a world of ground ; Jove's daughter, deck'd with the mellifluous tongue, And seen in all the sacred art of song. Whose deathless brows when she from heaven displays, All earth she wraps up in her orient rays. 6 A heaven of ornament in earth is rais'd When her beams rise. The subtle air is sais'd Of delicate splendour from her crown of gold. And when her silver bosom is extoll'd, 10 Wash'd in the ocean, in day's equall'd noon Is midnight seated ; but when she puts on Her far-off-sprinkling-lustre evening weeds, (The month in two cut ; her high-breasted steeds 8 Sais'd — seised, put in possession. 120 TO CASTOR AND POLLUX. Man'd all with curl'd flames, put in coach and all, 15 Her huge orb fill'd,) her whole trims then exhale Unspeakable splendours from the glorious skj. And out of that state mortal men imply Many predictions. And with her then, In love mix'd, lay the King of Gods and men ; 20 By whom made fruitful, she Pandea bore, And added her state to th' Immortal Store. Hail, Queen, and Goddess, th' ivory- wristed Moon Divine, prompt, fair-hair' d ! With thy grace begun, My Muse shall forth, and celebrate the praise 25 Of men whose states the Deities did raise To semi-deities ; whose deeds t' endless date Muse-lov'd and sweet-sung poets celebrate. TO CASTOE AND POLLUX. I OVE'Sfair Sons, father'dby th' Oebalianking, Muses well- worth-allmen'sbeholdings, sing! The dear birth that bright-ankl'd Leda bore ; Horse-taming Castor, and, the conqueror Of tooth-tongu'd Momus, Pollux ; whom beneath 5 Steep-brow'd Taygetus she gave half-god breath, In love mix'd with the black- clouds King of Heaven ; Who, both of men and ships, being tempest driven, When Winter's wrathful empire is in force Upon th' implacable seas, preserve the course. 10 For when the gusts begin, if near the shore, The seamen leave their ship, and, evermore Bearing two milk-white lambs aboard, they now TO MEN OF HOSPITALITY. 121 Kill them ashore, and to Jove's issue vow, When though their ship, in height of all the roar io The winds and waves confound, can live no more In all their hopes, then suddenly appear Jove's saving Sons, who Loth their hodies bear 'Twixt yellow wings down from the sparkling pole, Who straight the rage of those rude winds control, 20 And all the high-waves couch into the breast Of th' hoary seas. All which sweet signs of rest To seamen's labours their glad souls conceive, And end to all their irksome grievance give. So, once more, to the swift-horse-riding race 25 Of royal Tyndarus, eternal grace ! TO MEN OF HOSPITALITY. > E TERENCE a man with use propitious That hospitable rites wants 5 and a house (You of this city with the seat of state To ox-ey'd Juno vow'd) yet situate Near Pluto's region. At the extreme base Of whose so high-hair'd city, from the race Of blue-wav'd Hebrus lovely fluent, grac'd With Jove's begetting, you divine cups taste. CERTAIN EPIGRAMS AND OTHER POEMS OF HOMER. TO CUMA. END hospitable rites and house-respect, You that the virgin with the fair eyes deckt Make fautress of your stately- seated town, At foot of Sardes, with the high-hair'd crown, Inhabiting rich Cuma ; where ye taste 5 Of Hermus' heavenly fluent, all embrac'd By curl'd-head whirlpits ; and whose waters move From the divine seed of immortal Jove. IN HIS RETURN TO CUMA. WIFTLY my feet sustain me to the town, Where men inhabit whom due honours crown, Whose minds with free -given faculties are mov'd, And whose grave counsels best of best approv'd. EPIGRAMS, 123 UPON THE SEPULCHRE OF MIDUS, CUT IN BRASS, IN THE FIGURE OF A VIRGIN. MAID of brass I am, infixed here T' eternize honest Midus' sepulchre ; And while the stream her fluent seedreceives, And steep trees curl their verdant brows with leaves, While Phoebus rais'd above the earth gives sight, 5 And th' humorous Moon takes lustre from his light, While floods bear waves, and seas shall wash the shore, At this his sepulchre, whom all deplore, I'll constantly abide ; all passers by Informing, " Here doth honest Midus He." 10 6 Humorous — moist. CUMA REFUSING HIS OFFER TO ETERNIZE THEIR STATE, THOUGH BROUGHT THITHER BY THE MUSES. TO what fate hath Father Jove given o'er My friendless life, born ever to be poor ! While in my infant state he pleas'dto save me, Milk on my reverend mother's knees he gave me, In delicate and curious nursery ; 5 iEolian Smyrna, seated near the sea, (Of glorious empire, and whose bright sides Sacred Meletus' silver current glides,) 124 EPIGRAMS. Being native seat to me. Which, in the force Of far-past time, the breakers of wild horse, 10 Phriconia's noble nation, girt with tow'rs ; Whose youth in fight put on with fiery pow'rs. From hence, the Muse-maids, Jove's illustrous Seed, Impelling me, I made impetuous speed, And went with them to Cuma, with intent 15 T' eternize all the sacred continent And state of Cuma. They, in proud ascent From off their bench, refus'd with usage fierce The sacred voice which I aver is verse. Their follies, yet, and madness borne by me, 20 Shall by some pow'r be thought on futurely, To wreak of him whoever, whose tongue sought With false impair my fall. What fate God brought Upon my birth I'll bear with any pain, But undeserv'd defame unfelt sustain. 25 Nor feels my person (dear to me though poor) Any great lust to linger any more In Cuma's holy highways ; but my mind (No thought impair' d, for cares of any kind Borne in my body) rather vows to try so The influence of any other sky, And spirits of people bred in any land Of ne'er so slender and obscure command. EPIGRAMS. 125 AN ASSAY OF HIS BEGUN ILIADS. £LION, and all the brave -horse -breeding soil, Dardania, I sing ; that many a toil Impos'd upon the mighty Grecian pow'rs, AMio were of Mars the manly servitours. TO THESTOK'S SOX,* INQUISITIVE OF HOMER ABOUT THE CAUSES OF THINGS. [HESTOKIDES ! of all the skills unknown To errant mortals, there remains not one Of more inscrutable affair to find Than is the true state of a human mind. TO NEPTUNE. EAE, pow'rful Neptune, that shak'st earth in ire, | King of the great green, where dance all the quire * Homer intimated, in this his answer to Thestorides, a will to have him learn the knowledge of himself, before he inquired so curiously the causes of other things. And from hence had the great peripatetic, Themistius, his most grave epiphoneme, Anima quce seipsam ignorat, quid sciret ipsa de aliis ? And, there- fore, according to Aristotle, advises all philosophical students to begin with that study.— Chapman. epigea:. Of fair-hair'd Helicon ; give prosperous ga And good pass, to these guiders of our sails, Their voyage rendering happily directed, 5 And their return with no ill fate affected. Grant likewise at rough Mimas* lowest roc Whose strength up to her tops preempt rocks shoots, My pass _ safe arrival ; and tha: I My bashful disposition may c: it To pious men. and wreak myself upon The man whose verbal circumvention In me did wrong t'hospitio And th ? hospitable table violate. TO THE CITY EEYTHILEA. >OKSHEPFUL Earth. Giver of all things good ! Giver of even felicity ; whose flood mind all- spa in honey dew; That to some men dost infinite kindne- afa To others that despise thee art a shr- s And giv\st them gamester's galls : who, once their main Lost with an ill chance, fare like abjects slain. TO MAPJXEI- [ E wave-trod watermen, as ill as - That all the earth in infelic: Of rapine plunges ; who upon jour fere d-like-ravenous as cormorants are; EPIGRAMS. 127 The lives ye lead, but in the worst degree, 5 Not to be envied more than misery ; Take shame, and fear the indignation Of Him that thunders from the highest throne, Hospitious Jove, who, at the back, prepares Pains of abhorr'd effect of him that dares 10 The pieties break of his hospitious squares. THE PINE. ; NY tree else bears better fruit than thee, That Ida's tops sustain, where every tree Bears up in air such perspirable heights, And in which caves and sinuous receipts Creep in such great abundance. For about Thy roots, that ever all thy fruits put out, As nourish'd by them, equal with thy fruits, Pour Mars's iron-mines their accurs'd pursuits. So that when any earth-encroaching man, Of all the martial brood Cebrenian, Plead need of iron, they are certain still About thy roots to satiate every will. 128 EPIGRAMS. TO GLAUCUS, WHO WAS SO MISERABLY SPARING THAT HE FEARED ALL MEN'S ACCESS TO HIM. ?LAUCUS ! though wise enough, yet one word more Let my advice add to thy wisdom's store, For 'twill be better so : Before thy door Give still thy mastiffs meat, that will be sure To lie there, therefore, still, and not endure i (With waylaid ears) the softest foot can fall, But men and beasts make fly thee and thy stall. AGAINST THE SAMIAN MINISTRESS, OE NUN. J EAR me, O Goddess, that invoke thine ear, j f Thou that dost feed and form the youthful year, And grant that this dame may the loves refuse, And beds, of young men, and affect to use Humans whose temples hoary hairs distain, 5 Whose pow'rs are passing coy, whose wills would fain. EPIGRAMS. 129 WRITTEN OX THE COUNCIL CHAMBER. ;F men, sons are the crowns of cities' tow'rs ; Of pastures, horse are the most beauteous flow'rs ; Of seas, ships are the grace ; and money still With trains and titles doth the family fill. But royal counsellors, in council set, 5 Are ornaments past all, as clearly great As houses are that shining fires enfold, Superior far to houses nak'd and cold. THE FURNACE CALLED IN TO SING BY POTTERS. [ F ye deal freely, my fiery friends, Q As ye assure, I'll sing, and serve your ends. Pallas, vouchsafe thou here invoked accv Impose thy hand upon this Forge, and bless All cups these artists earn so, that they may 5 Look black still with their depth, and every way Give all their vessels a most sacred sale. Make all well-burn'd ; and estimation call Up to their prices. Let them market well. And in all highways in abundance sell, m 130 EPIGRAM riches to their utmost wish u And. as thou niak'st them rich, so make me wit But if ye now turn all to inipuck And think to pay with lies my p Then will I summ r Furnace all 15 Hell's harnifiilTst spirits : Maragus I'll call, Sd aetes, Aal -:■::. and Omadamus. Who ills against your ait innumerous 3, m\ . vad multijO ie, Pallas, then, and all command to lie M Infesting forge and house with lire, till all Tumble together^ and to ashes fall, I in tears as small. And as a horse-cheek chides his foaming So let this Forge murmur in fire and flit, And all this stuff to ashy ruins run. And thou. O Circe, daughter of the Sun, : -many-poison-mixer, come, and pour Thy cmelTst poisons on this Potters' floor, Shivering the:: r and themselves affect 3 .■ With all the mischiefs possible to direct 'Gainst all their beings, urg'd by all thy fie Let Chiron likewise come ; and all those friends Centaurs) that Alcides* fingers fled, And all the rest loo that his hand strook dead, 35 (Their ghosts excited) come, and macerate ae earthen men ; and yet with further fate Affect their Furnace ; all their tear-burst ej Seeing and mourning for their miseries, While I look on, and laugh their blasted art 40 And them to ruin. Lastly, if apart EPIGRAMS. 131 Any lies lurking, and sees yet, his face Into a coal let th ? angry fire embrace, That all may learn by them, in all their lust. To dare deeds great, to see them great and just. EIEESIOXE, OR, THE OLIVE BRAXCH. Jv- ^?$HE turrets of a man of infinite might, y^S Of infinite action, substance infinite, '•? ^^Lk5^ We make access to ; whose whole being rebounds From earth to heaven, and nought but bliss resounds. Give entry then, ye doors ; more riches yet 5 Shall enter with me ; all the Graces met In joy of their fruition, perfect peace Confirming all ; all crown'd with such increase, That every empty vessel in your house May stand replete with all things precious ; 10 Elaborate Ceres may your larders fill With all dear delicates, and serve in still : May for your son a wife make wish'd approach Into your tow'rs, and rapt in in her coach With strong-kneed mules ; may yet her state prove staid, With honour'd housewiferies ; her fair hand laid 16 To artful loomworks ; and her nak'd feet tread The gum of amber to a golden bead. But I'll return ; return, and yet not press Your bounties now assay'd with oft access, 20 Once a year only, as the swallow prates Before the wealthy Spring's wide open gates. 132 EPIGRAMS. Meantime I stand at yours, nor purpose stay More time t' entreat. Give, or not give, away My feet shall bear me, that did never come 25 With any thought to make your house my home. TO CEKTAIN FISHEE BOYS PLEASING HIM WITH INGENIOUS RIDDLES. I ET from the bloods even of your self-like sires Are you descended, that could make ye heirs To no huge hoards of coin, nor leave ye able To feed flocks of innumerable rabble. THE END OF ALL THE ENDLESS WORKS OF HOMER. $5ifcl PSIo ^^ wor& £A