Thesauros Edebiyat Destan Metamorphoses

Metamorphoses

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

Kitap 11

 
That not a man was able there to heere what other sayd. 410
 
And lowd the sea with meeting waves extreemely raging rores.
 
Yit fell they to it of them selves. Sum haalde asyde the Ores:
 
Sum fensed in the Gallyes sydes, sum downe the sayleclothes rend:
 
Sum pump the water out, and sea to sea ageine doo send.
 
Another hales the sayleyards downe. And whyle they did eche thing
 
Disorderly, the storme increast, and from eche quarter fling
 
The wyndes with deadly foode, and bownce the raging waves togither.
 
The Pilot being sore dismayd sayth playne, he knowes not whither
 
To wend himself, nor what to doo or bid, nor in what state
 
Things stood. So huge the mischeef was, and did so overmate
 
All arte. For why of ratling ropes, of crying men and boyes,
 
Of flusshing waves and thundring ayre, confused was the noyse.
 
The surges mounting up aloft did seeme to mate the skye,
 
And with theyr sprinckling for to wet the clowdes that hang on hye.
 
One whyle the sea, when iirom the brink it raysd the yellow sand,
 
Was like in colour to the same. Another whyle did stand
 
A colour on it blacker than the Lake of Styx. Anon
 
It lyeth playne and loomethwhyght with seething froth thereon.
 
And with the sea the Trachin shippe ay alteration tooke. 592
 
One whyle as from a mountaynes toppe it seemed downe to looke
 
To vallyes and the depth of hell. Another whyle beset
 
With swelling surges round about which neere above it met,
 
It looked from the bottom of the whoorlepoole up aloft
 
As if it were from hell to heaven. A hideous flusshing oft
 
The waves did make in beating full against the Gallyes syde.
 
The Gallye being striken gave as great a sownd that tyde
 
As did sumtyme the Battellramb of steele, or now the Gonne
 
In making battrye to a towre. And as feerce Lyons ronne
 
Full brist with all theyr force ageinst the armed men that stand
 
In order bent to keepe them off with weapons in theyr hand,
 
Even so as often as the waves by force of wynd did rave,
 
So oft uppon the netting of the shippe they maynely drave,
 
And mounted farre above the same. Anon off fell the hoopes:
 
And having washt the pitch away, the sea made open loopes
 
To let the deadly water in. Behold the clowdes did melt,
 
And showers large came pooring downe. The seamen that them felt
 
Myght thinke that all the heaven had falne uppon them that same tyme,
 
And that the swelling sea likewyse above the heaven would clyme.
 
The sayles were throughly wet with showers, and with the heavenly raine

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