Metamorphoses
Ovid
Ovid. Metamorphoses. More, Brookes, translator. Boston: Cornhill Publishing Co., 1922.
- Ere this transpired,
- observed the consort of the Thunder-God
- her altered mien; but she for ripening time
- withheld severe resentment. Now delay
- was needless for distracted Juno heard
- Calisto of the god of Heaven had borne
- a boy called Arcas. Full of jealous rage,
- her eyes and thoughts enkindled as she cried;
- “And only this was wanting to complete
- your wickedness, that you should bear a son
- and flaunt abroad the infamy of Jove!
- Unpunished you shall not escape, for I
- will spoil the beauty that has made you proud
- and dazzled Jupiter with wanton art.”
- So saying, by her forehead's tresses seized
- the goddess on her rival; and she dragged
- her roughly to the ground. Pleading she raised
- her suppliant arms and begged for mercy.—While
- she pled, black hair spread over her white limbs;
- her hands were lengthened into feet, and claws
- long-curving tipped them; snarling jaws deformed
- the mouth that Jove had kissed. And lest her prayers
- and piteous words might move some listening God,
- and give remembrance, speech was so denied,
- that only from her throat came angry growls,
- now uttered hoarse and threatening.
- Still remains
- her understanding, though her body, thus
- transformed, makes her appear a savage bear.—
- her sorrows are expressed in many a groan,
- repeated as she lifts her hands—if we
- may call them so—repeated as she lifts
- them towards the stars and skies, ungrateful Jove
- regarding; but her voice accuses not.
- Afraid to rest in unfrequented woods,
- she wandered in the fields that once were hers,
- around her well-known dwelling. Over crags,
- in terror, she was driven by the cries
- of hounds; and many a time she fled in fear,
- a huntress from the hunters, or she hid
- from savage animals; forgetting her
- transformed condition. Changed into a bear,
- she fled affrighted from the bears that haunt
- the rugged mountains; and she feared and fled
- the wolves,—although her father was a wolf.
- When thrice five birthdays rounded out the youth
- of Arcas, offspring of Lycaon's child,
- he hunted in the forest of his choice;
- where, hanging with his platted nets the trees
- of Erymanthian forest, he espied
- his transformed mother,—but he knew her not;
- no one had told him of his parentage.
- Knowing her child, she stood with levelled gaze,
- amazed and mute as he began approach;
- but Arcas, frightened at the sight drew back
- to pierce his mother's breast with wounding spear.—
- but not permitting it the god of Heaven
- averted, and removed them from that crime.
- He, in a mighty wind—through vacant space,
- upbore them to the dome of starry heaven,
- and fixed them, Constellations, bright amid
- the starry host.
- Juno on high beheld
- Calisto crowned with glory—great with rage
- her bosom heaved. She flew across the sea,
- to hoary Tethys and to old Oceanus,
- whom all the Gods revere, and thus to them
- in answer to their words she made address;
- “And is it wondered that the Queen of Gods
- comes hither from ethereal abodes?
- My rival sits upon the Throne of Heaven:
- yea, when the wing of Night has darkened
- let my fair word be deemed of no repute,
- if you behold not in the height of Heaven
- those new made stars, now honoured to my shame,
- conspicuous; fixed in the highest dome of space
- that circles the utmost axis of the world.
- “Who, then, should hesitate to put affront
- on Juno? matchless goddess! each offense
- redounds in benefit! Who dreads her rage?
- Oh boundless powers! Oh unimagined deeds!
- My enemy assumes a goddess' form
- when my decree deprives her human shape;—
- and thus the guilty rue their chastisement!
- “Now let high Jove to human shape transform
- this hideous beast, as once before he changed
- his Io from a heifer.—Let him now
- divorce his Juno and consort with her,
- and lead Calisto to his couch, and take
- that wolf, Lycaon, for a father-in-law!
- “Oh, if an injury to me, your child,
- may move your pity! drive the Seven Stars
- from waters crystalline and azure-tint,
- and your domain debar from those that shine
- in Heaven, rewarded for Jove's wickedness.—
- bathe not a concubine in waters pure.”—