Metamorphoses
Ovid
Ovid. The XV bookes of P. Ouidius Naso, entytuled Metamorphosis. Golding, Arthur, translator. London: W. Seres (printer), 1567.
- Which seene straight cryed out
- Hir father Inach, Wo is me, and clasping hir about
- Hir white and seemely Heifers necke and christal hornes both twaine,
- He shrieked out full piteously: Now wo is me, again.
- Alas art thou my daughter deare, whome through the worlde I sought
- And could not finde, and now by chaunce art to my presence brought?
- My sorrow certesse lesser farre a thousande folde had beene
- If never had I seene thee more, than thus to have thee seene.
- Thou standst as dombe and to my wordes no answere can thou give,
- But from the bottom of thy heart full sorie sighes dost drive
- As tokens of thine inwarde griefe, and doolefully dost mooe
- Unto my talke, the onely thing leaft in thy powre to dooe.
- But I mistrusting nothing lesse than this so great mischaunce,
- By some great mariage earnestly did seeke thee to advaunce,
- In hope some yssue to have seene betweene my sonne and thee.
- But now thou must a husband have among the Heirds I see,
- And eke thine issue must be such as other cattels bee.
- Oh that I were a mortall wight as other creatures are,
- For then might death in length of time quite rid mee of this care,
- But now bycause I am a God, and fate doth death denie,
- There is no helpe but that my griefe must last eternallie.
- As Inach made this piteous mone quicke sighted Argus drave
- His daughter into further fieldes to which he could not have
- Accesse, and he himselfe aloof did get him to a hill,
- From whence he sitting at his ease viewd everie way at will.
- Now could no lenger Jove abide his Lover so forlorne,
- And thereupon he cald his sonne that Maia had him borne,
- Commaunding Argus should be kild. He made no long abod,
- But tyde his feathers to his feete, and tooke his charmed rod.
- (With which he bringeth things asleepe, and fetcheth soules from Hell)
- And put his Hat upon his head: and when that all was well
- He leaped from his fathers towres, and downe to earth he flue
- And there both Hat and winges also he lightly from him thrue,
- Retayning nothing but his staffe, the which he closely helde
- Betweene his elbowe and his side, and through the common fielde
- Went plodding lyke some good plaine soule that had some flocke to feede.
- And as he went he pyped still upon an Oten Reede.
- Queene Junos Heirdman farre in love with this straunge melodie
- Bespake him thus: Good fellow mine, I pray thee heartely
- Come sitte downe by me on this hill, for better feede I knowe
- Thou shalt not finde in all these fieldes, and (as the thing doth showe)
- It is a coole and shadowie plot, for sheepeheirds verie fitte.
- Downe by his elbow by and by did Atlas nephew sit.
- And for to passe the tyme withall for seeming overlong,
- He helde him talke of this and that, and now and than among
- He playd upon his merrie Pipe to cause his watching eyes
- To fall asleepe. Poore Argus did the best he could devise
- To overcome the pleasant nappes: and though that some did sleepe,
- Yet of his eyes the greater part he made their watch to keepe.
- And after other talke he askt (for lately was it founde)
- Who was the founder of that Pype that did so sweetely sounde.
- Then sayde the God: There dwelt sometime a Nymph of noble fame
- Among the hilles of Arcadie, that Syrinx had to name.
- Of all the Nymphes of Nonacris and Fairie farre and neere,
- In beautie and in personage thys Ladie had no peere.
- Full often had she given the slippe both to the Satyrs quicke
- And other Gods that dwell in Woods, and in the Forrests thicke,
- Or in the fruitfull fieldes abrode: It was hir whole desire
- To follow chaste Dianas guise in Maydenhead and attire,
- Whome she did counterfaite so nighe, that such as did hir see
- Might at a blush have taken hir Diana for to bee,
- But that the Nymph did in hir hande a bowe of Cornell holde,
- Whereas Diana evermore did beare a bowe of golde.
- And yet she did deceyve folke so. Upon a certaine day
- God Pan with garland on his heade of Pinetree, sawe hir stray
- From Mount Lyceus all alone, and thus to hir did say:
- Unto a Gods request, O Nymph, voucesafe thou to agree
- That doth desire thy wedded spouse and husband for to bee.
- There was yet more behinde to tell: as how that Syrinx fled,
- Through waylesse woods and gave no eare to that that Pan had sed,
- Untill she to the gentle streame of sandie Ladon came,
- Where, for bicause it was so deepe, she could not passe the same,
- She piteously to chaunge hir shape the water Nymphes besought:
- And how when Pan betweene his armes, to catch the Nymph had thought,
- In steade of hir he caught the Reedes newe growne upon the brooke,
- And as he sighed, with his breath the Reedes he softly shooke
- Which made a still and mourning noyse, with straungnesse of the which
- And sweetenesse of the feeble sounde the God delighted mich,
- Saide: Certesse, Syrinx, for thy sake it is my full intent,
- To make my comfort of these Reedes wherein thou doest lament:
- And how that there of sundrie Reedes with wax together knit,
- He made the Pipe which of hir name the Greekes call Syrinx yet.
- But as Cyllenius would have tolde this tale, he cast his sight
- On Argus, and beholde his eyes had bid him all good night.
- There was not one that did not sleepe, and fast he gan to nodde,
- Immediately he ceast his talke, and with his charmed rodde,
- So stroked all his heavie eyes that earnestly they slept.
- Then with his Woodknife by and by he lightly to him stept,
- And lent him such a perlous blowe, where as the shoulders grue
- Unto the necke, that straight his heade quite from the bodie flue.
- Then tombling downe the headlong hill his bloudie coarse he sent,
- That all the way by which he rolde was stayned and besprent.
- There lyest thou Argus under foote, with all thy hundreth lights,
- And all the light is cleane extinct that was within those sights.
- One endelesse night thy hundred eyes hath nowe bereft for aye,
- Yet would not Juno suffer so hir Heirdmans eyes decay:
- But in hir painted Peacocks tayle and feathers did them set,
- Where they remayne lyke precious stones and glaring eyes as yet.
- She tooke his death in great dispight and as hir rage did move,
- Determinde for to wreeke hir wrath upon hir husbandes Love.
- Forthwith she cast before hir eyes right straunge and ugly sightes,
- Compelling hir to thinke she sawe some Fiendes or wicked sprightes.
- And in hir heart such secret prickes and piercing stings she gave hir,
- As through the worlde from place to place with restlesse sorrow drave hir.
- Thou Nylus wert assignd to stay hir paynes and travails past,
- To which as soone as Io came with much adoe at last,
- With wearie knockles on thy brim she kneeled sadly downe,
- And stretching foorth hir faire long necke and christall horned crowne,
- Such kinde of countnaunce as she had she lifted to the skie,
- And there with sighing sobbes and teares and lowing doolefully
- Did seeme to make hir mone to Jove, desiring him to make
- Some ende of those hir troublous stormes endured for his sake.
- He tooke his wife about the necke, and sweetely kissing prayde,
- That Ios penance yet at length might by hir graunt be stayde.
- Thou shalt not neede to feare (quoth he) that ever she shall grieve thee
- From this day forth. And in this case the better to beleve mee,
- The Stygian waters of my wordes unparciall witnesse beene.
- As soone as Juno was appeasde, immediately was seene
- That Io tooke hir native shape in which she first was borne,
- And eke became the selfesame thing the which she was beforne.
- For by and by she cast away hir rough and hairie hyde,
- Insteede whereof a soft smouth skinne with tender fleshe did byde.
- Hir hornes sank down, hir eies and mouth were brought in lesser roome,
- Hir handes, hir shoulders, and hir armes in place againe did come.
- Hir cloven Clees to fingers five againe reduced were,
- On which the nayles lyke pollisht Gemmes did shine full bright and clere.
- In fine, no likenesse of a Cow save whitenesse did remaine
- So pure and perfect as no snow was able it to staine.
- She vaunst hir selfe upon hir feete which then was brought to two.
- And though she gladly would have spoke: yet durst she not so do,
- Without good heede, for feare she should have lowed like a Cow.
- And therefore softly with hir selfe she gan to practise how
- Distinctly to pronounce hir wordes that intermitted were.