Metamorphoses
Ovid
Ovid. The XV bookes of P. Ouidius Naso, entytuled Metamorphosis. Golding, Arthur, translator. London: W. Seres (printer), 1567.
- Thus farre (I well remember mee) did Helens woordes extend
- To good Aenaeas. And it is a pleasure unto mee
- The Citie of my countrymen increasing thus to see:
- And that the Grecians victorie becommes the Trojans weale.
- But lest forgetting quyght themselves our horses happe to steale
- Beyond the mark: the heaven and all that under heaven is found,
- Dooth alter shape. So dooth the ground and all that is in ground.
- And wee that of the world are part (considring how wee bee
- Not only flesh, but also sowles, which may with passage free
- Remove them into every kynd of beast both tame and wyld)
- Let live in saufty honestly with slaughter undefyld,
- The bodyes which perchaunce may have the spirits of our brothers,
- Our sisters, or our parents, or the spirits of sum others
- Alyed to us eyther by sum freendshippe or sum kin,
- Or at the least the soules of men abyding them within.
- And let us not Thyesteslyke thus furnish up our boordes
- With bloodye bowells. Oh how leawd example he afoordes.
- How wickedly prepareth he himself to murther man
- That with a cruell knyfe dooth cut the throte of Calf, and can
- Unmovably give heering to the lowing of the dam
- Or sticke the kid that wayleth lyke the little babe, or eate
- The fowle that he himself before had often fed with meate.
- What wants of utter wickednesse in woorking such a feate?
- What may he after passe to doo? well eyther let your steeres
- Weare out themselves with woork, or else impute theyr death to yeeres.
- Ageinst the wynd and weather cold let Wethers yeeld yee cotes,
- And udders full of batling milk receyve yee of the Goates.
- Away with sprindges, snares, and grinnes, away with Risp and net.
- Away with guylefull feates: for fowles no lymetwiggs see yee set.
- No feared fethers pitche yee up to keepe the Red deere in,
- Ne with deceytfull bayted hooke seeke fishes for to win.
- If awght doo harme, destroy it, but destroy't and doo no more.
- Forbeare the flesh: and feede your mouthes with fitter foode therfore.
- Men say that Numa furnisshed with such philosophye
- As this and like, returned to his native soyle, and by
- Entreatance was content of Rome to take the sovereintye.
- Ryght happy in his wyfe which was a nymph, ryght happy in
- His guydes which were the Muses nyne, this Numa did begin
- To teach Religion, by the meanes whereof hee shortly drew
- That people unto peace whoo erst of nought but battell knew.
- And when through age he ended had his reigne and eeke his lyfe,
- Through Latium he was moorned for of man and chyld and wyfe
- As well of hygh as low degree. His wyfe forsaking quyght
- The Citie, in vale Aricine did hyde her out of syght,
- Among the thickest groves, and there with syghes and playnts did let
- The sacrifyse of Diane whom Orestes erst had fet
- From Taurica in Chersonese, and in that place had set.
- How oft ah did the woodnymphes and the waternymphes perswade
- Egeria for to cease her mone. What meanes of comfort made
- They. Ah how often Theseus sonne her weeping thus bespake.
- O Nymph, thy moorning moderate: thy sorrow sumwhat slake: '
- Not only thou hast cause to heart thy fortune for to take.
- Behold like happes of other folkes, and this mischaunce of thyne
- Shall greeve thee lesse. Would God examples (so they were not myne)
- Myght comfort thee. But myne perchaunce may comfort thee. If thou
- In talk by hap hast heard of one Hippolytus ere now,
- That through his fathers lyght beleefe, and stepdames craft was slayne,
- It will a woonder seeme to thee, and I shall have much payne
- To make thee to beleeve the thing. But I am very hee.
- The daughter of Pasyphae in vayne oft tempting mee
- My fathers chamber to defyle, surmysde mee to have sought
- The thing that shee with al her hart would fayne I should have wrought.
- And whither it were for feare I should her wickednesse bewray,
- Or else for spyght bycause I had so often sayd her nay,
- Shee chardgd mee with hir owne offence. My father by and by
- Condemning mee, did banish mee his Realme without cause whye.
- And at my going like a fo did ban me bitterly.
- To Pitthey Troyzen outlawelike my chariot streight tooke I.
- My way lay hard uppon the shore of Corinth. Soodeinly
- The sea did ryse, and like a mount the wave did swell on hye,
- And seemed huger for to growe in drawing ever nye,
- And roring clyved in the toppe. Up starts immediatly
- A horned bullocke from amid the broken wave, and by
- The brest did rayse him in the ayre, and at his nostrills and
- His platter mouth did puffe out part of sea uppon the land.
- My servants harts were sore afrayd. But my hart musing ay
- Uppon my wrongfull banishment, did nought at all dismay.
- My horses setting up theyr eares and snorting wexed shye,
- And beeing greatly flayghted with the monster in theyr eye,
- Turnd downe to sea: and on the rockes my wagon drew. In vayne
- I stryving for to hold them backe, layd hand uppon the reyne
- All whyght with fome, and haling backe lay almost bolt upryght.
- And sure the feercenesse of the steedes had yeelded to my might,
- But that the wheele that ronneth ay about the Extree round,
- Did breake by dashing on a stub, and overthrew to ground.
- Then from the Charyot I was snatcht the brydles beeing cast
- About my limbes. Yee myght have seene my sinewes sticking fast
- Uppon the stub: my gutts drawen out alyve: my members, part
- Still left uppon the stump, and part foorth harryed with the cart:
- The crasshing of my broken bones: and with what passing peyne
- I breathed out my weery ghoste. There did not whole remayne
- One peece of all my corce by which yee myght discerne as tho
- What lump or part it was. For all was wound from toppe to toe.
- Now canst thou, nymph, or darest thou compare thy harmes with myne?
- Moreover I the lightlesse Realme behild with theis same eyne,
- And bathde my tattred bodye in the river Phlegeton,
- And had not bright Apollos sonne his cunning shewde uppon
- My bodye by his surgery, my lyfe had quyght bee gone.
- Which after I by force of herbes and leechecraft had ageine
- Receyvd by Aesculapius meanes, though Pluto did disdeine,
- Then Cynthia (lest this gift of hers myght woorke mee greater spyght)
- Thicke clowds did round about mee cast. And to th'entent I myght
- Bee saufe myself, and harmelessely appeere to others syght:
- Shee made mee old. And for my face, shee left it in such plyght,
- That none can knowe mee by my looke. And long shee dowted whither
- To give mee Dele or Crete. At length refusing bothe togither,
- Shee plaast mee heere. And therwithall shee bade me give up quyght
- The name that of my horses in remembrance put mee myght.
- For whereas erst Hippolytus hath beene thy name (quoth shee)
- I will that Virbie afterward thy name for ever bee.
- From that tyme foorth within this wood I keepe my residence,
- As of the meaner Goddes, a God of small magnificence,
- And heere I hyde mee underneathe my sovereine Ladyes wing
- Obeying humbly to her hest in every kynd of thing.
- But yit the harmes of other folk could nothing help nor boote
- Aegerias sorrowes to asswage. Downe at a mountaines foote
- Shee lying melted into teares, till Phebus sister sheene
- For pitie of her greate distresse in which shee had her seene,
- Did turne her to a fountaine cleere, and melted quyght away
- Her members into water thinne that never should decay.