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  • M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley)

    Editions and translations: Latin (ed. Carolus Hermannus Weise) | English (ed. Sir Edward Ridley)
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    WHEN Caesar, following those who bore the head,
    First trod the shore accursed, with Egypt's fates
    His fortunes battled, whether Rome should pass
    In crimson conquest o'er the guilty land,
    Or Memphis' arms should ravish from the world
    Victor and vanquished: and the warning shade
    Of Magnus saved his kinsman from the sword.
    By that dread crime assured, his standards borne
    Before, he marched upon the Pharian town;
    But when the people, jealous of their laws,
    Murmured against the fasces, Caesar knew
    Their minds were adverse, and that not for him
    Was Magnus' murder wrought. And yet with brow
    Dissembling fear, intrepid, through the shrines
    Of Egypt's gods he strode, and round the fane
    Of ancient Isis; bearing witness all
    To Macedon's vigour in the days of old.
    Yet did nor gold nor ornament restrain
    His hasting steps, nor worship of the gods,
    Nor city ramparts: but in greed of gain
    He sought the cave dug out amid the tombs.1
    The madman offspring there of Philip lies,
    The famed Pellaean robber, Fortune's friend,
    Snatched off by fate, in vengeance for the world.
    In sacred sepulchre the hero's limbs,
    Which should be scattered o'er the earth, repose,
    Still spared by Fortune to these tyrant days:
    For in a world to freedom once recalled,
    All men had mocked the dust of him who set
    The baneful lesson that so many lands
    Can serve one master. Macedon he left
    His home obscure; Athena he despised,
    The conquest of his sire, and spurred by fate
    Through Asia rushed with havoc of mankind,
    Plunging his sword through peoples; red with blood
    Unknown2 to them Euphrates, Ganges ran.
    Curse of all earth, fell star of evil fate
    To every nation! On the outer sea
    He launched his fleet to sail the ocean wave:
    Nor flame nor flood nor sterile Libyan sands
    Stayed back his course, nor Hammon's pathless shoals;
    Far to the west, where downward slopes the world
    He would have led his armies, and the poles
    Had compassed, and had drunk the fount of Nile:
    But came his latest day; such end alone
    Could nature place upon the madman king,
    Who jealous in death as when he won the world
    His empire with him took, nor left an heir.
    Thus every city to the spoiler's hand
    Was victim made. Yet in his fall was his
    Babylon; and Parthia feared him. Shame on us
    That Eastern nations dreaded more the lance
    Of Macedon than now the Roman spear.
    True that we rule beyond where takes its rise
    The burning southern breeze, beyond the homes
    Of western winds, and to the northern star;
    But towards the rising of the sun, we yield
    To him who kept the Arsacids in awe;
    And puny Pella held as province sure
    The Parthia fatal to our Roman arms.
    Now from the stream Pelusian of the Nile,
    Was come the boyish king, taming the rage
    Of his effeminate people: pledge of peace;
    And Caesar safely trod Pellean halls;
    When Cleopatra bribed her guard to break
    The harbour chains, and borne in little boat
    Within the Macedonian palace gates,
    Caesar unknowing, entered: Egypt's shame;
    Fury of Latium; to the bane of Rome
    Unchaste. For as the Spartan queen of yore
    By fatal beauty Argos urged to strife
    And Ilium's homes, so Cleopatra roused
    Italia's frenzy. By her drum 3 she called
    Down on the Capitol terror (if to speak
    Such word be lawful); mixed with Roman arms
    Coward Canopus, hoping she might lead
    A Pharian triumph, Caesar in her train;
    And 'twas in doubt upon Leucadian 4 waves
    Whether a woman, not of Roman blood,
    Should hold the world in awe. Such lofty thoughts
    Seized on her soul upon that night in which
    The wanton daughter of Pellean kings
    First shared our leaders' couches. Who shall blame
    Antonius for the madness of his love,
    When Caesar's haughty breast drew in the flame?
    Who red with carnage, 'mid the clash of arms,
    In palace haunted by Pompeius' shade,
    Gave place to love; and in adulterous bed,
    Magnus forgotten, from the Queen impure,
    To Julia gave a brother: on the bounds
    Of furthest Libya permitting thus
    His foe to gather: while in dalliance base
    He waited on his mistress, and to her
    Pharos would give; for her would conquer all.
    Then Cleopatra, trusting to her charms,
    Tearless approached him, though in form of grief;
    Her tresses loose as though in sorrow torn,
    So best becoming her; and thus began:
    'If, mighty Caesar, aught to noble birth
    ' Be due, give ear. Of Lagian race am I
    ' Offspring illustrious; from my father's throne
    'Cast forth to banishment; unless thy hand
    'Restore to me the sceptre: then a Queen
    ' Falls at thy feet embracing. To our race
    ' Bright star of justice thou Nor first shall I
    ' As woman rule the cities of the Nile;
    ' For, neither sex preferring, Pharos bows
    'To queenly governance. Of my parted sire
    ' Read the last words, by which 'tis mine to share
    ' With equal rights the kingdom and the bed.
    'And the boy loves his sister, were he free;
    ' But his affections and his sword alike
    ' Pothinus orders. Nor wish I myself
    ' To wield my father's power; but this my prayer:
    ' Save from this foul disgrace our royal house,
    ' Bid that the king shall reign, and from the court
    'Remove this hateful varlet, and his arms.
    'How swells his bosom for that his the hand
    'That shore Pompeius' head! And now he threats
    Thee, Caesar, also; which the Fates avert!
    Shame on the earth and thee that Magnus' death
    Should be Pothinus' triumph or his guilt.'
    Her words were nothing to his stubborn ear;
    Her face achieved the prayer, her wanton smile,
    The long voluptuous night of shame untold:
    So did she bribe her judge; so Caesar fell.


    1 The body of Alexander was embalmed, and the mummy placed in a glass case. The sarcophagus which enclosed them is stated to be now in the British Museum.

    2 Reading 'ignoto' (Francken).

    3 The kettledrum used in the worship of Isis. (See Book VIII., line 975.)

    4 At the Battle of Actium. The island of Leucas, close to the promontory of Actium, is always named by Lucan when he refers to this battle. (See also Virgil,'Aeneid,' viii., 677.)


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