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Metamorphoses

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

Book 8

 
And oftentymes thou seemde a stone, and now and then a tree, 728
 
And counterfetting water sheere thou seemedst oft to bee
 
A River: and another whyle contrarie thereunto
 
Thou wart a fyre. No lesser power than also thus to doo
 
Had Erisicthons daughter whom Awtolychus tooke to wyfe.
 
Her father was a person that despysed all his lyfe
 
The powre of Gods, and never did vouchsauf them sacrifyse.
 
He also is reported to have heawen in wicked wyse
 
The grove of Ceres, and to fell her holy woods which ay
 
Had undiminisht and unhackt continewed to that day.
 
There stood in it a warrie Oke which was a wood alone.
 
Uppon it round hung fillets, crownes, and tables, many one,
 
The vowes of such as had obteynd theyr hearts desyre. Full oft
 
The Woodnymphes underneath this tree did fetch theyr frisks aloft
 
And oftentymes with hand in hand they daunced in a round
 
About the Trunk, whose bignesse was of timber good and sound
 
Full fifteene fadom. All the trees within the wood besyde,
 
Were unto this, as weedes to them: so farre it did them hyde.
 
Yit could not this move Triops sonne his axe therefro to hold,
 
But bade his servants cut it downe. And when he did behold
 
Them stunting at his hest, he snatcht an axe with furious mood
 
From one of them, and wickedly sayd thus: Although thys wood
 
Not only were the derling of the Goddesse, but also
 
The Goddesse even herself: yet would I make it ere I go
 
To kisse the clowers with her top that pranks with braunches so.
 
This spoken, as he sweakt his axe asyde to fetch his blow,
 
The manast Oke did quake and sygh, the Acornes that did grow
 
Thereon togither with the leaves to wex full pale began,
 
And shrinking in for feare the boughes and braunches looked wan.
 
As soone as that his cursed hand had wounded once the tree,
 
The blood came spinning from the carf, as freshly as yee see
 
It issue from a Bullocks necke whose throte is newly cut
 
Before the Altar, when his flesh to sacrifyse is put.
 
They were amazed everychone. And one among them all
 
To let the wicked act, durst from the tree his hatchet call.
 
The lewd Thessalian facing him sayd: Take thou heere to thee
 
The guerdon of thy godlynesse, and turning from the tree,
 
He chopped off the fellowes head. Which done, he went agen
 
And heawed on the Oke. Streight from amid the tree as then
 
There issued such a sound as this: Within this tree dwell I

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