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To thee, thy consort, and this royal train,

Then must he suffer what the Fates ordain; To all that share the blessings of your reign, For Fate has wove the thread of life with pain! A suppliant bends : oh pity human woe!

And twins even from their birth are misery and man! 'Tis what the happy to the unhappy owe.

But if, descended from the Olympian bower A wretched exile to his country send,

200 Gracious approach us some immortal power;
Long worn with griefs, and long without a friend; If in that form thou comest a guest divine,
So may the gods your better days increase, Some high event the conscious gods design.
And all your joys descend on all your race; As yet, unbid they never graced our feast ;
So reign for ever on your country's breast,

The solemn sacrifice call'd down the guest : 270 Your people blessing, by your people bless'd! Then manifest of heaven the vision stood,

Then to the genial earth he bow'd his face, And to our eyes familiar was the god. And humbled in the ashes took his place.

Oft with some favour'd traveller they stray, Silence ensued. The eldest first began,

And shine before him all the desert way, Echeneus sage, a venerable man,

With social intercourse, and face to face, Whose well-taught mind the present age surpass'd The friends and guardians of our pious race. And join'd to that the experience of the last, 210 So near approach we their celestial kind, Fit words attended on his weighty sense,

By justice, truth, and probity of mind;
And mild persuasion flow'd in eloquence.

As our dire neighbours of Cyclopean birth
Oh sight (he cried) dishonest and unjust ! Match in fierce wrong the giant sons of earth.
A guest, a stranger, seated in the dust!

Let no such thought (with modest grace rejoin'd
To raise the lowly suppliant from the ground The prudent Greek) possess the royal mind.
Befits a monarch. Lo! the peers around

Alas! a mortal, like thyself, am I;
But wait thy word, the gentle guest to grace, No glorious native of yon azure sky:
And seat him fair in some distinguish'd place. In form, ah how unlike their heavenly kind!
Let first the herald due libation pay

220 How much inferior in the gifts of mind! To Jove, who guides the wanderer on his way; Alas, a mortal! most oppress'd of those Then set the genial banquet in his view,

Whom Fate has ioaded with a weight of woes; And give the stranger-guest a stranger's due. By a sad train of miseries alone His sage advice the listening king obeys,

Distinguish'd long, and second now to none ! He stretch'd his hand the prudent chief to raise, By heaven's high will compellid from shore to shore; And from his seat Laodamas removed,

With heaven's high will prepared to suffer more. (The monarch's offspring, and his best beloved ;) What histories of toil could I declare! There next his side the godlike hero sate;

But still long-wearied nature wants repair; With stars of silver shone the bed of state. Spent with fatigue, and shrunk with pining fast, The golden ewer a beauteous handmaid brings, 230 My craving bowels still require repast. Replenish'd from the cool translucent springs, Howe'er the noble, suffering mind may grieve Whose polish'd vase with copious stream sup- Its load of anguish, and disdain to live, plies

Necessity demands our daily bread; A silver laver of capacious size.

Hunger is insolent, and will be fed.

30C The table next in regal order spread,

But tinish, oh ye peers! what you propose, The glittering canisters are heap'd with bread; And let the morrow's dawn conclude my woes. Viands of various kinds invite the taste,

Pleased will I suffer all the gods ordain, Of choicest sort and savour, rich repast !

To see my soil, my son, my friends, again. Thus feasting high, Alcinoiis gave the sign, That view vouchsafed, let instant death surprise And bade the herald pour the rosy wine.

With ever-during shade these happy eyes! Let all around the due libation pay

240 The assembled peers with general praise approved To Jove, who guides the wanderer on his way. His pleaded reason, and the suit he moved.

Ile said. Pontonous heard the king's command ; Each drinks a full oblivion of his cares,
The circling goblet moves from hand to hand; And to the gists of balmy sleep repairs. 310
Each drinks the juice that glads the heart of man, Ulysses in the regal walls alone
Alcinoüis then, with aspect mild, began.

Remain'd: beside him, on a splendid throne,
Princes and peers, attend; while we impart Divine Arete and Alcinoüs shone.
To you, the thoughts of no inhuman heart.

The queen, on nearer view, the guest survey'd, Now pleased and satiate from the social rite Robed in the garments her own bands had made; Repair we to the blessings of the night;

Not without wonder seen. Then thus began,
But with the rising day, assembled here, 250 Her words addressing to the godlike man.
Let all the elders of the land appear,

Camest thou not hither, wondrous stranger! say, Pious observe our hospitable laws,

From lands remote, and o'er a length of sea ? 319
And heaven propitiate in the stranger's cause; Tell, then, whence art tbou ? whence that princely air ?
Then join'd in council, proper means explore And robes like these, so recent and so fair?
Safe lo transport him to the wish’d-for shore.

Hard is the task, oh princess! you impose,
(How distant that, imports not us to know, (Thus sighing spoke the man of many woes,)
Nor weigh the labour, but relieve the woe.) The long, the mournful series to relate
Meantime, nor harm nor anguish let him bear: Of all my sorrows sent by Heaven and Fate!
This interval, Heaven trusts him to our care; Yet what you ask, attend. An island lies
But to his native land our charge resign'd, 260 Beyond these tracts, and under other skies,
Heaven's is his life to come, and all the wocs Ogygia named, in Ocean's watery arms,

Where dwells Calypso, dreadful in her charms!

Remote from gods or men she holds her reign, 330 Whate'er is honest, stranger, I approve,
Amid the terrors of the rolling main.

And would to Phebus, Pallas and to Jove,
Me, only me, the hand of fortune bore,

Such as thou art, thy thought and mine were one, Cnbless'd! to tread that interdicted shore Nor thou unwilling to be call'd my son. 400 When Jove tremendous in the sable deeps

In such alliance couldst thou wish to join, Launch'd his red lightning at our scatter'd snips ; A palace stored with treasures should be thine Then, all my fleet, and all my followers lost, But if reluctant, who shall force thy stay? Sole on a plank, on boiling surges toss'd,

Jove bids to set the stranger on his way, Heaven drove my wreck the Ogygian isle to find, And ships shall wait thee with the morning ray Full nine days floating to the wave and wind. Till then, let slumber close thy careful eyes; Met by the goddess there with open arms,

340 The wakeful mariners shall watch the skies, She bribed my stay with more than human charms ; And seize the moment when the breezes rise : Nay, promised, vainly promised, to bestow Then gently waft thee to the pleasing shore, Immortal life, exempt from age and woe:

Where thy soul rests, and labour is no more. 410 But all her blandishments successless prove, Far as Eubæa though thy country lay, To banish from my breast my country's love. Our ships with ease transport thee in a day. I stay reluctant seven continued years,

Thither of old, earth's giant son* to view, And water her ambrosial couch with tears. On wings of winds with Rhadamanth they flew; The eighth she voluntary moves to part,

This land, from whence their morning course begun; Or urged by Jove, or her own changeful heart. Saw them returning with the setting sun. A raft was formed to cross the surging sea; 350 Your eyes shall witness and confirm my tale, Herself supplied the stores and rich array, Our youth how dextrous and how flect our sail, And gave the gales to waft me on the way. When justly timed with equal sweep they row, In seventeen days appear'd your pleasing coast, And ocean whitens in long tracks below. 420 And woody mountains half in vapours lost.

Thus he. No word the experienced man replies, Joy touch'd my soul : my soul was joy'd in vain; But thus to heaven (and heavenward lifts his eyes :) For angry Neptune roused the raging main; Oh Jove! oh father! what the king accords The wild winds whistle, and the billows roar; Do thou make perfect! sacred be his words ! The splitting raft the furious tempest tore; Wide o'er the world Alcinoüs glory shine! And storms vindictive intercept the shore. Let fame be his, and ah! my country mine! Soon as their rage subsides, the seas I brave 360 Meanwhile Aretè, for the hour of rest, With naked force, and shoot along the wave, Ordains the fleecy couch and covering vest; 'To reach this isle; but there my hopes were lost, Bids her fair train the purple quilts prepare, The surge impelled me on a craggy coast. And the thick carpets spread with busy care. 430 I chose the safer sea, and chanced to find

With torches blazing in their hands they past, A river's mouth impervious to the wind,

And finish'd all their queen's command with haste;
And clear of rocks. I fainted by the flood; Then gave the signal to the willing guest :
Then took the shelter of the neighbouring wood. He rose with pleasure, and retired to rest.
'Twas night, and cover'd in the foliage deep, There, soft-extended to the murmuring sound
Jove plunged my senses in the death of sleep. Of the high porch, Ulysses sleeps profound !
All night I slept, oblivious of my pain : 370 Within, released from cares Alcinous lies :
Aurora dawn'd and Phæbus shined in vain ; And fast beside were closed Aretè 's eyes.
Nor, till oblique he sloped his evening ray,
Had Somnus dried the balmy dews away.

Then female voices from the shore I heard,
A maid amidst them, goddess-like appear'd;

To her I sued, she pitied my distress;

Alcinoüs calls a council, in which it is resolved to transLike thee in beauty, nor in virtue less.

port Ulysses into his country. After which, splendid Who from such youth could hope considerate care ? entertainments are made, where the celebrated musiIn youth and beauty wisdom is but rare !

cian and poet Demodocus plays and sings to the She gave me life, relieved with just supplies 380 guests. They next proceed to the games, the race, the My wants, and lent these robes that strike your

wrestling, the discus, &c. where Ulysses casts a pro.

digious length, to the admiration of all the spectators. eyes. This is the truth : and oh, ye powers on high!

They return again to the banquet, and Demodocus

sings the loves of Mars and Vemus. Ulysses, after a Forbid that want should sink me to a lie.

compliment to the poet, desires him to sing the intro. To this the king : Our daughter but express'd duction of the wooden horse into Troy: which subject Her cares imperfect to our godlike guest.

provoking his tears, Alcinoüs inquires of his guest hus Suppliant to her, since first he chose to pray,

name, parentage, and fortunes, Why not herself did she conduct the way, And with her bandmaids to our court convey ?

BOOK VIII. Hero and king! (Ulysses thus replied)

Now fair Aurora lifts her golden ray, Nor blame her faultless, nor suspect of pride : 390 and all the ruddy orient flames with day: She bade me follow in the attendam train ;

Alcinoüs, and the chief, with dawning light,
But fear and reverence did my steps detain, Rose instant from the slumbers of the night!
Lest rash suspicion might alarm thy mind : Then to the council seat they bend their way,
Man's of a jealous and mistaking kind.

And fill the shining thrones along the bay.
Far from my soul (he cried) the gods efface
All wrath ill-grounded, and suspicion base !

* Tityus.

Meanwhile Minerva, in her guardian care, For neaven foretold the contest, when he trod
Shoots from the starry vault through fields of air; The marble threshold of the Delphic god,
In form a herald of the king, she flies

Curious to learn the counsels of the sky,
From peer to peer, and thus incessant cries. 10 E'er yet he loosed the rage of war on Troy.

Nobles and chiefs who rule Phæacia's states, Touch'd at the song, Ulysses straight resign'd The king in council your attendance waits; To soft affliction all his manly mind : A prince of grace divine your aid implores, Before his eyes the purple vest he drew, O'er unknown seas arrived from unknown shores. Industrious to conceal the falling dew:

She spoke, and sudden with tumultuous sounds But when the music paused, he ceased to shed Of thronging multitudes the shore rebounds : The flowing tear, and raised his drooping head; At once the seats they fill; and every eye

And, lifting to the gods a goblet crown'd, Gazed, as before some brother of the sky.

He pour'd a pure libation to the ground. Pallas with grace divine his form improves,

Transported with the song, the listening train More high he treads, and more enlarged he moves; Again with loud applause demand the strain : She sheds celestial bloom, regard to draw, 21 Again Ulysses veil'd his pensive head, And gives a dignity of mien to awe:

Again unmann'd, a shower of sorrow shed; With strength the future prize of fame to play, Conceal'd he wept: the king observed alone And gather all the honours of the day.

The silent tear and heard the secret groan; Then from his glittering throne Alcinoüs rose : Then to the bard aloud-O cease to sing; Attend, he cried, while we our will disclose. Dumb be thy voice, and mute the harmonious string, Your present aid this godlike stranger craves, Enough the feast has pleased, enough the power Tosg'd by rude tempest through a war of waves: Of heavenly song has crown'd the genial hour! Perhaps from realms that view the rising day, Incessant in the games your strength display, Or nations subject to the western ray.

30 Contest, ye brave, the honours of the day; Then grant, what here all sons of woe obtain; That pleased the admiring stranger may proclaim (For here afiliction never pleads in vain :)

In distant regions the Phæacian fame:

100 Be chosen youths prepared, expert to try

None wield the gauntlet with so dire a sway, The vast profound, and bid the vessel fly:

Or swifter in the race devour the way; Launch the tall bark, and order ever oar;

None in the leap spring with so strong a bound, Then in our court indulge the genial hour : Or firmer, in the wrestling, press the ground. Instant, you sailors, to this task attend;

Thus spoke the king: the attending peers obeyi Swift to the palace, all ye peers, ascend;

In state they move, Alcinoüs leads the way:
Let none to strangers honours due disclaim: His golden lyre Demodocus unstrung,
Be there Demodocus, the bard of fame,

40 High on a column in the palace hung; Taught by the gods to please, when high he sings And, guided by a herald's guardian cares, The vocal lay, responsive to the strings.

Majestic to the lists of fame repairs.

110 Thus spoke the prince: the attending peers obey; Now swarms the populace: a countless throng, In state they move; Alcinoüs leads the way: Youth and hoar age; and man drives man along. Swift to Demodocus the herald flies,

The games begin: ambitious of the prize, At once the sailors to their charge arise ;

Acroneus, Thoon, and Eretmeus rise; They launch the vessel, and unfurl the sails, The prize Ocyalus and Prymneus claim, And stretch the swelling canvas to the gales; Anchialus and Ponteus, chiefs of fame. Then to the palace move: a gathering throng, There Proreus, Nantes, Eratreus, appear, Youth, and white age, tumultuous pour along. 50 And famed Amphialus, Polyneus' heir; Now all accesses to the dome are fill'd;

Euryalus, like Mars terrific rose, Eight boars, the choicest of the herd, are kill'd ! When clad in wrath he withers hosts of foes; 120 Two beeves, twelve fatlings, from the flock they bring Naubolides with grace unequall'd shone, To crown the feast; so wills the bounteous king. Or equall'd by Laodamas alone. The herald now arrives, and guides along

With these came forth Ambasineus the strong; The sacred master of celestial song :

And three brave sons, from great Alcinous sprung. Dear to the Muse! who gave his days to flow Ranged in a line the ready racers stand, With mighty blessings, mix'd with mighty woe; Start from the goal, and vanish o'er the strand: With clouds of darkness quench'd his visual ray, Swift as on wings of winds, upborne they fly, But gave him skill to raise the lofty lay. 60 And drifts of rising dust involve the sky. High on a radiant throne sublime in state,

Before the rest, what space the hinds allow Encircled by huge multitudes, he sate:

Between the mule and ox, from plough to plough, 130 With silver shone the throne : his lyre well strung Clytonius sprung: he wing'd the rapid way, To rapturous sounds, at hand Pontonous hung : And bore the unrivall’d honours of the day. Before his sent a polish'd table shines,

With fierce embrace the brawny wrestlers join: And a full goblet foams with generous wines : The conquest, great Euryalus, is thine. His food a herald bore: and now they fed; Amphialus sprung forward with a bound, And now the rage of craving hunger fled.

Superior in the leap, a length of ground. Then, fir’d by all the Muse, aloud he sings From Elatreus' strong arm the discus flies, The mighty deeds of demigods and kings: 70 And sings with unmatch'd force along the skies. From that fierce wrath the noble song arose, And Laodam whirls high, with dreadful sway, That made Ulysses and Achilles foes :

The gloves of death, victorious in the fray. 140 How o'er the feast they doom the fall of Troy : While thus the peerage in the games contenda, The stern debate Atrides hears with joy:

In act to speak Laodamas ascends.


O friends, he cries, the stranger seems well skill'd Then striding forward with a furious bound, To try the illustrious labours of the field:

He wrench'd a rocky fragment from the ground, 210 I deem him brave: then grant the brave man's claim, By far more ponderous and more huge by far, Invite the hero to his share of fame.

Than what Phæacia's sons discharged in air. What nervous arms he boasts ! how firm his tread! Fierce from his arm the enormous load he flings; His limbs how turn'd! how broad his shoulders Sonorous through the shaded air it sings; spread!

Couch'd to the earth, tempestuous as it flies, By age unbroke!-but all-consuming care

The crowd gaze upward while it cleaves the skies. Destroys perhaps the strength that time would Beyond all marks, with many a giddy round spare:

Down-rushing, it upturns a hill of ground. Dire is the ocean, dread in all its forms! 150 That instant Pallas, bursting from a cloud, Man must decay, when man contends with storms. Fix'd a distinguish'd mark, and cried aloud : 220 Well hast thou spoke (Euryalus replies :)

Even he who sightless wants his visual ray Thine is the guest, invite him thou to rise.

May by his touch alone award the day:
Swift at the word, advancing from the crowd Thy signal throw transcends the utmost bound
lle made obeisance, and thus spoke aloud: Of every champion by a length of ground:

Vouchsafes the reverend stranger to display Securely bid the strongest of the train
His manly worth, and share the glorious day? Arise to throw; the strongest throws in vain.
Father, arise! for thee thy port proclaims

She spoke; and momentary mounts the sky:
Expert to conquer in the solemn games. 160 The friendly voice Ulysses hears with joy;
To fame arise! for what more fame can yield Then thus aloud, (elate with decent pride,)
Than the swift race, or conflict in the field ? Rise, ye Phæacians, try your force, he cried ; 230
Steal from corroding care one transient day, If with this throw the strongest caster vie,
To glory give the space thou hast to stay;

Still, further still, I bid the discus fly. Short is the time, and lo! even now the gales Stand forth, ye champions, who the gauntlet wield, Call thee aboard, and stretch the swelling sails. Or ye, the swiftest racers of the field !

To whom with sighs Ulysses gave reply: Stand forth, ye wrestlers, who these pastimes grace!
Ah why the ill-suiting pastime must I try ?

I wield the gauntlet, and I run the race.
To gloomy care my thoughts alone are free: In such heroic games I yield to none,
Ill the gay sports with troubled hearts agree: 170 Or yield to brave Laodamas alone:
Sad from my natal hour my days have ran,

Shall I with brave Laodamas contend?
A much-afflicted, much-enduring man!

A friend is sacred, and I style him friend.

240 Who suppliant to the king and peers, implores Ungenerous were the man, and base of heart, A speedy voyage to his native shores.

Who takes the kind, and pays the ungrateful part; Wide wanders, Laodam, thy erring tongue, Chiefly the man, in foreign realms confined, The sports of glory to the brave belong,

Base to his friend, to his own interest blind : (Retortz Euryalus :) he boasts no claim

All, all your heroes I this day defy; Among the great, unlike the sons of Fame. Give me a man, that we our might may try. A wandering merchant he frequents the main; Expert in every art, I boast the skill Some mean sea-farer in pursuit of gain; 180 To give the feather'd arrow wings to kill: Studious of freight, in naval trade well skill'd, Should a whole host at once discharge the bow, But dreads the athletic labours of the field

My well-aim'd shaft with death prevents the foe: 250 Incensed Ulysses with a frown replies

Alone superior in the field of Troy, O forward to proclaim thy soul unwise!

Great Philoctetes taught the shaft to fly. With partial hands the gods their gifts dispense; From all the sons of earth unrivall'd praise Some greatly think, some speak with manly sense; I justly claim; but yield to better days, Here heaven an elegance of form denies,

To those famed days when great Alcides rose, But wisdom the defect of form supplies:

And Eurytus, who bade the gods be foes:
This man with energy of thought controuls, |(Vain Eurytus, whose art became his crime,
And steals with modest violence our souls ; 190 Swept from the earth, he perish'd in his prime;
He speaks reservedly, but he speaks with force, Sudden the irremeable way he trod,
Nor can one word be changed but for a worse; Who boldly durst defy the bowyer god.) 260
In public more than mortal he appears,

In fighting fields as far the spear I throw
And, as he moves, the gazing crowd reveres. As flies an arrow from the well-drawn bow.
While others, beauteous as the ethereal kind, Sole in the race the contest I decline,
The nobler portion want, a knowing mind. Stiff are my weary joints, and I resign;
In ontward show heaven gives thee to excel, By storms and hunger worn : age well may fail,
But heaven denies the praise of thinking well. When storms and hunger both at once assail.
Ill bear the brave a rude ungovern'd tongue,

Abash'd, the numbers hear the godlike man,
And, youth, my generous soul resents the wrong: 200 Till great Alcinoiis mildly thus began:
Skill'd in heroic exercise, I claim

Well hast thou spoke, and well thy generous tongue A post of honour with the sons of Fame.

With decent pride refutes a public wrong: 270 Such was my boast while vigour crown'd my days; Warm are thy words but warm without offence; Now care surrounds me, and my force decays; Fear only fools, secure in men of sense: Inured a melancholy part to bear,

Thy worth is known. Then hear our country's claim, In scenes of death, by tempest and by war.

And bear to heroes our heroic fame :
Yet thus by woes impair'd, no more I wave In distant realms our glorious deeds display,
To prove the hero-slander stings the brave Repeat them frequent in the genial day;

When bless'd with ease thy woes and wanderings end, Arrived, he sees, he grieves, with rage he barns :
Teach them thy consort, bid thy sons attend; Full horrible he roars, his voice all hearen retards
How loved of Jove, he crown'd our sires with praise, O Jove, he cred, oh all ye powers above,
llow we their offspring dignify our race. 250 See the lewd dalliance of the queen of love!

Let other realis the deathful gauntlet wieid, Me, awkward me, she scorns; and yields her charms Or boast the glories of the athletic field.

To that fair lecher, the strong god of arms. 362 We in the course unrivalld speed display, If I am lame, that stain my natal hour Or through cærulean billows plough the way; By fate imposed; such me my parent bore. To dress, to dance, to sing, our sole delignt, Why was I born? See how the wanton lies! The feast or bath by day, and love by night: Oh sight tormenting to an husband's eyes! Rise then, ye skill'd in measures; let him bear But yet I trust, this once even Mars would fly Your fame to men that breathe a distant air; His fair-one's arms-he thinks her, once, too nigh. And faithful say, to you the powers belong But there remain, ye guilty, in my power, To race, to sail, to dance, to chant the song. 290 Till Jove refunds his shameless daughter's dower. But, herald, to the palace swift repair,

Too dear I prized a fair enchanting face : And the soft lyre to grace our pastimes bear. Beauty unchaste is beauty in disgrace. Swist at the word, obedient to the king,

Meanwhile the gods tha dome of Vulcan throng; The herald flies the tuneful lyre to bring.

Apollo comes, and Neptune comes along; Up rose nine seniors, chosen to survey

With these gay Hermes trod the starry plain ; The future games, the judges of the day.

But modesty withheld the goddess train. With instant care they mark a spacious round, All heaven beholds, imprison'd as they lie, And level for the dance the allotted ground; And unextinguish'd laughter shakes the sky. The herald bears the lyre: intent to play,

Then mutual, thus they spoke: Behold, on wrong The bard advancing meditates the lay.

300 Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong Skill'd in the dance, tall youths, a blooming band, Dwells there a god on all the Olympian brow Graceful before the heavenly minstrel stand: More swift than Mars, and more than Vulcan slow? Light-bounding from the earth, at once they rise, Yet Vulcan conquers, and the god of arms Their feet half-viewless quiver in the skies : Must pay the penalty for lawless charms. Ulysses gazed, astonish'd to survey

Thus serious they: but he who gilds the skies, The glancing splendors as their sandals play. The gay Apollo, thus to Hermes cries: Meantime the bard, alternate to the strings, Wouldst thou enchain'd like Mars, oh Hermes, lie, The loves of Mars and Cytherea sings;

And bear the shame like Mars, to share the joy! How the stern god, enamour’d with her charms, O envied shame! (the smiling youth rejoin'd:) Clasped the gay panting goddess in his arms, 310 Add thrice the chains, and thrice more firmly bind; By bribes seduced; and how the sun, whose eye Gaze all ye gods, and every goddess gaze, Views the broad heavens, disclosed the lawless joy. Yet eager would I bless the sweet disgrace. Stung to the soul, indignant through the skies Loud laugh the rest, even Neptune laughs aloud, To his black forge vindictive Vulcan flies : Yet sues importunate to loose the god: Arrived, his sinewy arms incessant place

And free, he cries, oh Vulcan! free from shame The eternal anvil on the massy base.

Thy captives; I insure the penal claim. A wondrous net he labours, to betray

Will Neptune (Vulcan then) the faithless trust? The wanton lovers, as entwined they lay,

He suffers who gives surety for th' unjust :
Indissolubly strong! Then instant bears

But say, if that lewd scandal of the sky,
To his immortal dome the finish'd snares. 320 To liberty restored, perfidious fiy:
Above, below, around, with art dispread,

Say, wilt thou bear the mulct? He instant cries, The sure inclosure folds the genial bed;

The mulct I bear, if Mars perfidious flies. Whose texture even the search of gods deceives, To whom, appeased : No more I urge delay; Thin as the filmy threads the spider weaves. When Neptune sues, my part is to obey. Then, as withdrawing from the starry bowers, Then to the snares his force the god applies; He feigns a journey to the Lemnian shores, They burst; and Mars to Thrace indigpantiles: His favourite isle ; observant Mars descries To the soft Cyprian shores the goddess moves, His wish'd recess, and to the goddess flies; To visit Paphos and her blooming groves, He glows, he burns, the fair-hair'd queen of love Where to the Power an hundred altars rise, Descends smooth gliding from the courts of Jove, 330 And breathing odours scent the balmy skies; Gay blooming in full charms: her hand he press'd Conceal'd she bathes in consecrated bowers, With eager joy, and with a sigh address'd. The Graçes unguents shed, ambrosial showers, 430

Come, my beloved! and taste the soft delights ; Unguents that charm the gods! she last assumes Come; to repose the genial bed invites :

Her wondrous robes; and the full goddess bloons. Thy absent spouse, neglectful of thy charms, Thus sung the bard; Ulysses hears with joy, Prefers his barbarous Sintians to thy arms!

And loud applauses rend the vaulted sky. Then, nothing loth, the enamour'd fair he led, Then to the sports his sons the king commands, And sunk transported on the conscious bed. Each blooming youth before the monarch stands, Down rush'd the toils, inwrapping as they lay, In dance unmatch'd! A wondrous ball is brought The careless lovers in their wanton play: 310 (The work of Polyphus, divinely wrought :) In vain they strive; the entangling suares deny This youth with strength enormous bids it fly, (Inextricably firm) the power to fly.

And bending backward whirls it to the sky; Warn'd by the god who sheds the golden day, His brother, springing with an active bound, Stern Vulcan homeward treads the starry way: At distance intercepts it from the ground

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