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  • P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More)

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    Hippocrene. Pierides.

    THE NINE MUSES AND MINERVA

    Through all these mighty deeds
    Pallas, Minerva, had availed to guide
    her gold-begotten brother. Now she sped,
    surrounded in a cloud, from Seriphus,
    while Cynthus on the right, and Gyarus
    far faded from her view. And where a path,
    high over the deep sea, leads the near way,
    she winged the air for Thebes, and Helicon
    haunt of the Virgin Nine.

    High on that mount
    she stayed her flight, and with these words bespoke
    those well-taught sisters; “Fame has given to me
    the knowledge of a new-made fountain--gift
    of Pegasus, that fleet steed, from the blood
    of dread Medusa sprung--it opened when
    his hard hoof struck the ground.--It is the cause
    that brought me.--For my longing to have seen
    this fount, miraculous and wonderful,
    grows not the less in that myself did see
    the swift steed, nascent from maternal blood.”

    To which Urania thus; “Whatever the cause
    that brings thee to our habitation, thou,
    O goddess, art to us the greatest joy.
    And now, to answer thee, reports are true;
    this fountain is the work of Pegasus,”

    And having said these words, she gladly thence
    conducted Pallas to the sacred streams.

    And Pallas, after she had long admired
    that fountain, flowing where the hoof had struck,
    turned round to view the groves of ancient trees;
    the grottoes and the grass bespangled, rich
    with flowers unnumbered--all so beautiful
    she deemed the charm of that locality
    a fair surrounding for the studious days
    of those Mnemonian Maids.

    THE NINE MUSES AND PYRENAEUS

    But one of them
    addressed her thus; “O thou whose valour gave
    thy mind to greater deeds! if thou hadst stooped
    to us, Minerva, we had welcomed thee
    most worthy of our choir! Thy words are true;
    and well hast thou approved the joys of art,
    and this retreat. Most happy would we be
    if only we were safe; but wickedness
    admits of no restraint, and everything
    affrights our virgin minds; and everywhere
    the dreadful Pyrenaeus haunts our sight;--
    scarcely have we recovered from the shock.

    “That savage, with his troops of Thrace. had seized
    the lands of Daulis and of Phocis, where
    he ruled in tyranny; and when we sought
    the Temples of Parnassus, he observed
    us on our way;--and knowing our estate,
    pretending to revere our sacred lives,
    he said; ‘O Muses, I beseech you pause!
    Choose now the shelter of my roof and shun
    the heavy stars that teem with pouring rain;
    nor hesitate, for often the glorious Gods
    have entered humbler homes.’

    “Moved by his words,
    and by the growing storm, we gave assent,
    and entered his first house. But presently
    the storm abated, and the southern wind
    was conquered by the north; the black clouds fled,
    and soon the skies were clear.

    “At once we sought
    to quit the house, but Pyrenaeus closed
    all means of exit,--and prepared to force
    our virtue. Instantly we spread our wings,
    and so escaped; but on a lofty tower
    he stood, as if to follow, and exclaimed;
    ‘A path for you marks out a way for me.,
    and quite insane, he leaped down from the top
    of that high tower.--Falling on his face,
    the bones were crushed, and as his life ebbed out
    the ground was crimsoned with his wicked blood.”

    THE NINE MUSES AND THE NINE MAGPIES

    So spoke the Muse. And now was heard the sound
    of pennons in the air, and voices, too,
    gave salutations from the lofty trees.

    Minerva, thinking they were human tongues,
    looked up in question whence the perfect words;
    but on the boughs, nine ugly magpies perched,
    those mockers of all sounds, which now complained
    their hapless fate. And as she wondering stood,
    Urania, goddess of the Muse, rejoined;--

    “Look, those but lately worsted in dispute
    augment the number of unnumbered birds.--
    Pierus was their father, very rich
    in lands of Pella; and their mother (called
    Evippe of Paeonia) when she brought
    them forth, nine times evoked, in labours nine,
    Lucina's aid.--Unduly puffed with pride,
    because it chanced their number equalled ours,
    these stupid sisters, hither to engage
    in wordy contest, fared through many towns;--
    through all Haemonia and Achaia came
    to us, and said;--
    ‘Oh, cease your empty songs,
    attuned to dulcet numbers, that deceive
    the vulgar, untaught throng. If aught is yours
    of confidence, O Thespian Deities
    contend with us: our number equals yours.
    We will not be defeated by your arts;
    nor shall your songs prevail.--Then, conquered, give
    Hyantean Aganippe; yield to us
    the Medusean Fount;--and should we fail,
    we grant Emathia's plains, to where uprise
    Paeonia's peaks of snow.--Let chosen Nymphs
    award the prize--.’ 'Twas shameful to contend;
    it seemed more shameful to submit. At once,
    the chosen Nymphs swore justice by their streams,
    and sat in judgment on their thrones of rock.

    “At once, although the lot had not been cast,
    the leading sister hastened to begin.--
    She chanted of celestial wars; she gave
    the Giants false renown; she gave the Gods
    small credit for great deeds.--She droned out, ‘Forth,
    those deepest realms of earth, Typhoeus came,
    and filled the Gods with fear. They turned their backs
    in flight to Egypt; and the wearied rout,
    where Great Nile spreads his seven-channeled mouth,
    were there received.--Thither the earth-begot
    Typhoeus hastened: but the Gods of Heaven
    deceptive shapes assumed.--Lo, Jupiter,
    (As Libyan Ammon's crooked horns attest)
    was hidden in the leader of a flock;
    Apollo in a crow; Bacchus in a goat;
    Diana in a cat; Venus in a fish;
    Saturnian Juno in a snow-white cow;
    Cyllenian Hermes in an Ibis' wings.’--
    Such stuff she droned out from her noisy mouth:
    and then they summoned us; but, haply, time
    permits thee not, nor leisure thee permits,
    that thou shouldst hearken to our melodies.”
    “Nay doubt it not,” quoth Pallas, “but relate
    your melodies in order.” And she sat
    beneath the pleasant shadows of the grove.

    And thus again Urania; “On our side
    we trusted all to one.” Which having said,
    Calliope arose. Her glorious hair
    was bound with ivy. She attuned the chords,
    and chanted as she struck the sounding strings:--


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