Thesauros Literature Epic Metamorphoses

Metamorphoses

Metamorphoses Ovid 43 B.C.-17 or 18 A.D

Book 11

 
By conquest gotten, walloweth hole and breaketh not asunder, 592
 
Beholding with a lofty looke the waters woorking under.
 
And looke, as if a man should from the places where they growe
 
Rend downe the mountaynes, Athe and Pind, and whole them overthrowe
 
Into the open sea: so soft the Billowe tumbling downe,
 
With weyght and violent stroke did sink and in the bottom drowne
 
The Gallye. And the moste of them that were within the same
 
Went downe therwith and never up to open aier came,
 
But dyed strangled in the gulf. Another sort againe
 
Caught peeces of the broken shippe. The king himself was fayne
 
A shiver of the sunken shippe in that same hand to hold,
 
In which hee erst a royall mace had hilld of yellow gold.
 
His father and his fathrinlawe he calles uppon (alas
 
In vayne.) But cheefly in his mouth his wife Alcyone was.
 
In hart was shee: in toong was shee: he wisshed that his corse
 
To land where shee myght take it up the surges myght enforce:
 
And that by her most loving handes he might be layd in grave.
 
In swimming still (as often as the surges leave him gave
 
To ope his lippes) he harped still upon Alcyones name,
 
And when he drowned in the waves he muttred still the same.
 
Behold, even full uppon the wave a flake of water blacke
 
Did breake, and underneathe the sea the head of Ceyx stracke.
 
That nyght the lyghtsum Lucifer for sorrowe was so dim,
 
As scarcely could a man discerne or thinke it to bee him.
 
And forasmuch as out of heaven he might not steppe asyde,
 
With thick and darksum clowds that nyght his countnance he did hyde.
 
Alcyone of so great mischaunce not knowing aught as yit,
 
Did keepe a reckening of the nyghts that in the whyle did flit,
 
And hasted garments both for him and for herself likewyse,
 
To weare at his homecomming which shee vaynely did surmyse.
 
To all the Goddes devoutly shee did offer frankincence:
 
But most above them all the Church of Juno shee did sence.
 
And for her husband (who as then was none) shee kneeld before
 
The Altar, wisshing health and soone arrivall at the shore,
 
And that none other woman myght before her be preferd.
 
Of all her prayers this one peece effectually was heard.
 
For Juno could not fynd in hart intreated for to bee
 
For him that was already dead. But to th'entent that shee
 
From dame Alcyones deadly hands might keepe her Altars free,
 
Shee sayd: Most faythfull messenger of my commaundments, O

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