Thesauros Literature Epic Metamorphoses

Metamorphoses

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

Book 6

 
And as an outcast through the world from place to place did passe, 146
 
Untill that Delos pitying hir, sayde Thou doste fleete on land
 
And I on Sea, and thereupon did lende hir out of hand
 
A place unstable. Of two twinnes there brought abed was she:
 
And this is but the seventh part of the issue borne by me.
 
Right happie am I. Who can this denie? and shall so still I
 
Continue. Who doth doubt of that? Abundance hath and will
 
Preserve me. I am greater than that frowarde fortune may
 
Empeache me. For although she should pull many things away,
 
Yet should she leave me many more. My state is out of feare.
 
Of thys my huge and populous race surmise you that it were
 
Possible some of them should misse: yet can I never be
 
So spoyled that no mo than two shall tarie styll with me.
 
Leave quickly thys lewde sacrifice, and put me off this Bay
 
That on your heads is wreathed thus. They laide it streight away
 
And left their holie rites undone, and closely as they may
 
With secret whispring to themselves to Laton they dyd pray.
 
How much from utter barrennesse the Goddesse was: so much
 
Disdeind she more: and in the top of Cynthus framed such
 
Complaint as this to both hir twinnes. Lo I your mother deare,
 
Who in my bodie once you twaine with painefull travail beare,
 
Loe I whose courage is so stout as for to yeelde to none
 
Of all the other Goddesses except Joves wife alone,
 
Am lately doubted whether I a Goddesse be or no.
 
And if you helpe not, children mine, the case now standeth so
 
That I the honor must from hence of Altars quight forgo.
 
But this is not mine only griefe. Besides hir wicked fact
 
Most railing words hath Niobe to my defacing rackt.
 
She durst prefer hir Barnes to you. And as for me, she naamde
 
Me barren in respect of hir, and was no whit ashaamde
 
To shewe hir fathers wicked tongue which she by birth doth take.
 
This said: Latona was about entreatance for to make.
 
Cease off (quoth Phebus) long complaint is nothing but delay
 
Of punishment, and the selfesame wordes did Phebe also say.
 
And by and by they through the Ayre both gliding swiftly downe, 218
 
On Cadmus pallace hid in cloudes did light in Thebe towne.
 
A fielde was underneath the wall both levell, large and wide,
 
Betrampled every day with horse that men therin did ride,
 
Where store of Carres and Horses hoves the cloddes to dust had trode.
 
A couple of Amphions sonnes on lustie coursers rode

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