Electronic library


read the book
eBooksRead.com books search new books russian e-books
Alexander Chalmers.

The works of the English poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;

. (page 93 of 174)

I never hop'd a secret flight from hence :
Much less pretended to the lawful-claim
tX sacred nnptials, or a husband's name.
For if indulgent Heaven would leave me free,
And not enbmit my life to fate's decree.
My choiee would lead me to the Trojan shorty
Those relics to review, their dust adore ;
And Priam's niin'd palace to restore.
But now the Delphian oracle commands,
And fate invites me to the Latian lands.
That is the promis'dplace to which I steer.
And all my vows are terminated there.
|f]roQ, aTyrian, and a stranger born,
With walls and towers a Libyan town adorn ;
Why may not we, like you a foreign race,
like you seek shelter in a foreign place ?
As often as the night obscures the skies
With humid shades, or twhokling stars arise,
Anchises' angfy ghost in dreams appears,
Chides my delay, and fills my soul with fears ;
And yoqng Asoanius justly may complain,
Of his defrauded fate, and destin'd reign.
£v'n now the herald of the gods appeared,
Waking I sdw him, and his message heard,
^rom Jove he came commissiott'cl, heavenly

bright
"U^ithtradiant beams, and manifest to sight.
The sender and the sent, I both attest,
These walls he enter'd, and those trords express'd;
Fair queen, oppose not what the gods command ;
Forced by my fite, I leave your happy land."
^Thus. while he -spoke, already she began.
With sparkling eyes, to view the guilty man :
From head to foot survey'd his person o'er,
Nor longer these outrageous threats forbore :
" F^se as thou art, and more than false, forsworn;
Not sprung ffonl tioble blood, nor goddess-bom,
B«ft hewn from harden'd entrails of a rock;
And rough Hyrcanian tigers gave thee suck.
Why should I fawn ? what have I worse to fear?
Did he once look, or lend a listening ear;
SigfaM when I sdbb'd, or shed one kindly tear ?
AU symptoms of a base nngratefnl mind.
So foul, thlit which is woi%e, 'tis bard to find.
Of man's iojostice, why should I complain ?
The gods, and Jove himself, behold in vain
Trhtrophant treason, yet no thunder flies i
Nor JuiiO views niy wrongs with equal eyes;
Faithless is Earth, and faithless are the skies !
Justice is fled, and truth is now no more ;
I saWd the shipwreck'd etlle on my shore:
With needful food his hungry Trojans fed :
I took the traitor to my throne and bed:
Fool that I was!— 'tis littMo repeat
The rest, I stor'd and rigg'd his mlh'd fleet.
I rave, I rave! A god's command he pleads I
jLJod «Mkes Heaven accessary to his daedifc
VOL XQL



Now Lycian lots, and now the Delian god,.

Now Hermes is employM from Jove's abode,

To warn him hence; as if the peaceful state

Of heavenly powers were touch *d^ith human fatel

But go; thy flight no ioiiger I detain ;

Go seek thy promisM kingdom through the maini

Yet, if the Heavens will bear my pious tow <

The faithless waves, not half so false as thou.

Or secret sands, shall sM)ulchres afford

To thy proud vessels and their peijuHd lord.

Then sbalt thou call on injur'd Dido's names

Dido shall come, in a black sulphury flame;

When death has once dissolv'd her mortal inmsi

Shall smile to see the traitor vainly weep;

Her angry ghost, arising from the deep,

Shall haunt thee waking, and disturb thy sleepi.

At least my shade thy punishnient shall know ;

And Ikme shall spread the pleasing news below.*^

Abruptly here she stops : tlien turns away
Her loathing eyes, and shuns the sight of day.
Amaz'd he stood, revolving in his ihiod
\^liat speech to frame, and what excuse to fin^ ,
Her fearful maids their fainting mistress led ;
And softly laid her on her ivory bed.

But good .£neas, though he much desir'd
To give that pity, which her grief required,
Hiough much he moum'd and laboured with his
Resolv'd at length, obeys the will of Jove : {lov«.
Reviews his forces; they with Farly care
Unmoor their vessels, and for sea prepare.
The fleet is soon afloat, in all its pride:
And well-caulk'd gallies in the harbour ride.
Then oaks for oars they felPd ; or, as they tltooSg
Of its green arms despoil'd the growing wood^
Studious of flight : the beach is cover'd o'er
With Trojan bands that blacken all the shores
On every, side are seen, descending down.
Thick swarms of soldiers load4>n from the tows.
Thus, in battalia, march embodied ants,
Fearful of winter, and of future wants,
V invade the com, and to their cells convejr
The plunder'd forage of their yellow prey.
The sable troops, along the narrow tracks.
Scarce beaf the weighty burden on their backs s
Some set their shoulders on the ponderous grain $
Some guard the spoil ; some lash tlie lagging toin;
All ply their seve^ tasks, and equal toil sustain*
'\yhat pangs the tender breast of Dido tore.
When, from the tower, she saw the ooverM sibore^
And heard the shouts of sailors from afar,
MixM with the murmurs of the ivatery war!
All-powerfnl love, what changesi^nst thou cause
In human hearts, subjected to thy laws !
Once more her haughty soul the tyrant bends ;
To prayers and mean submissions shle descondsu
No female art or aids she left untry'd.
Not counsels unexplof d, before she dy'd.
" Look, Anna, look ; the Trojans crow.l to sea :
They spread their canvass, and their anchors weigh t
The shooting crew, their ships with garlands bind^
Invoke the sea-gods, and innte the wind.
Could I have thought this threatening blow so aear^
My tender soul had been forewarned to beir.
But do not yo\i my last request deny.
With yon perfidious man your inierest try;
And bring me news, if I must live or die. ;
You are his favourite, you alone can find
The dark recesses of his inmost mind :
In all his trusty secrets you have part.
And kbow the soft approaches to hit hovt*

Digitized by VjOOQIC



3M



DRYDEN'S TRANSLATIONS.



Haste th«ii, and humbly «o«k mv haughty ibe;
Tell him, I did not with the Grecians go ;
Nor 'did my fleet against his friends employ,
VoT swore the ruin of unhappy Troy ;
Nor rnovM with hands prophaoe his father^sdust;
Why should he then reject a suit so just !
Whom does he shun, and whither would he fly }
Can ^e this last, this only prayer deny !
I^ him at least his dangerous flight delay,'
Wait better winds, and hope a calmer sea.
The nuptials he disclaims, I urge no more ;
Jjet him pursue the promised Latian shore.
A short delay is all I ask him now,
A pause of grief, an interval from woe :
Till my soft soul be temperM to sustain
Aceuatbm'd sorrows, aad inur'd to pain.
If you in pity crcant this one request^
My death shall glut the hatred of his breast"
This mournful m(^ssage pious Anna bears,
And seconds, wiih her own, her sister's tears :
But all her arts are still employ'd in vaiu;
^gain she comes, and is rcfus'd again. (move;
His hardened heart nor prayers nor threaten ings
Fate, and the god, had st<:f>p'd his ears to love.

As when the'wiods their airy quarrel try,
Justiing from every quarter of the sky.
This way and that the mouotain oak they bend.
His boughs they shatter, and his branches rend ;
W^ith leaves and falling mast they spread the
The hollow valleys echo to the sound ; [ground,
Unmov*d, the royal plant their fury mocln.
Or', shaken, clings more closely to the rocks:
Tar as he shoots his towering head on high.
So deep in earth bis fix'd foundations lie:
Ko less a storm the Trojan hero bears ;
Thick messages and loud complaints he hears.
And bandy'd words still/beating on his ears*
Sighs, groans, and tears, proclaim this inward

pains.
But the Arm purpose of his heart remains.

The wretiJied queen, pursued by cruel fete,
Begins at length the light of Heaven to hate.
And loaths to live : then dire portents she sees,
TO' hasten-on the death her soul decrees;
Strange to relate : for when, before the shrine,
' She poufs, in sacrifice, the purple wine.
The purple wine is turned to putrid blood.
And the white oflTer'd milk converts to mud.
This dire presage, to her alone rcveal'd.
From all, and ev'n her sister, she cenccal'd.
A marble temple stood within the grove.
Sacred to death, and to her murder'd love ;
That honoured chapel she had bung around
With snowy fleeces, and with garlands crownM :
« Oft, when she visite<l this lonely dome,
•Strange voices issued from her husband's tomb :
She thought she heard him summon her away.
Invite her to bis grove, and chide her stay,
fiourly His heard, when, with a boding note.
The solitary screech-owl strains her throat:
And on a chimney's top, or turret's height.
With songsobscene disturbs the silence of the night.
B< sides, old prophecies augment her fears.
And stem ^neas in her dreams appears
Disdainful as by dajr: she seems alone
To wander in her sleep, through ways unknmm,
Guidelcss and dark : or, in a desert plain.
To seek her subjects, and to seek in vain.
Like Pentheus, when, distracted with his fear.
He saw two suoa, and double Thebes appear:



Or mad Orestes, when hit «ioiber*s ghoit
Full in bis face infernal torches toss'd ;
And shook her snaky locks: he shuns the sitht,
Flies o'er the stage, surprised with mortal firight ;
The furies guard the door, and intercept bis
flight
Now, sinking nndemeath a load of grief.
From death alone she seeks her last relief:
The time and means resolv'd withm her breast,
She to her mournful sister thus addressed
(Dissembling hope, her cloudy front she clears^
And a felse vigour in her eyes appears):
** Rejoice," she said, ** instructed from above,
My lover I shall gain, or lose my love.
Nigh rising Atlas, next the falling Sun,
Long tracts of Ethiopian climates run :
There a Massylian princeas 1 have found.
Honoured for age, fbr magic arts renowad ;
Th* Hesperian temple was her trusted care;
Twas she supply'd the wakeful drac:on's fare.
She poppy-seeds in honey Uught to^tecp.
Reclaimed his rage, and sooth'd him into sleep.
She watch'd the golden fruit ; her charms unlnDd
The chaias of love, or fix them on the mind.
She stops the torrents, leaves the channel dry;
Repels the stars, and backward bears the sky.
The yawning earth rebellows to her call.
Pale ghosts ascend, and mountain ashes fell.
Witness, ye gods, and thou my better pai-t.
How loth i am to try this impious art'
Within the secret court with silent care.
Erect a lofty pile, exposed in air ;
Hang on the topmost part the Trojan vest.
Spoils, arms and presents of my faithless pest*
Next, under these, the bridal bed be placM,
Where I my ruin in his arms embrac'd :
All relics of the wretch are doom'd to fire.
For so the priestess and her cliarms require."
Thus fe» she said, and ferther speech for-
bears:
A mortal paleness in her Hce appears :
Yet the mistrustless Anna could not find
The secret funeral in these ritea design'd.
Nor thought so dire a rage possessed her mind.
Unknowing of a traitt conceal'd po well.
She fear'd no worae than when Sichseus feU:
Therefore obeys. The feUl pile they rear
Within the secret court, exposed in air.
The cloven hohns and. pines are heap*d on high;
And garlands on the hollow spaces lie.
Sad cypress, rervain, yew, compose the wreath.
And every balefnl green denoting death.
The qdeen, determined to the fetal deed,
The spoils and sword he left, in order spread:
And the man's image on the nuptial bed.

And now (the sacred altars plac'd aronnd)
Tlie pi iestcss enters, with her bair unbound,
And thrice invokes the powers below the ground.
Night, . Erebus, and Chaos, she proclaims.
And threefold Hecate, with her hundred names.
And three Dianas: next she sprinkles round.
With fcign'd Avernian di^ps, the hallow'd groood:
Culls hoary simples, ^und by Phoebe's light,
With brazen sickles reaped at noon of night.
Then mixes baleful juices in the bowl,
And cuts the forehead of a new-bom fbal ;
Robbing the mother's love. Tbe doitin.'d qf^m<
Ot>serves^ assisting at the rites obscene !
A Icaven'd cake in her devoted hands '
She holds, and next the highest alta^ stsodt t



Digitized by VjOOQIC



VIRGIUS iENEIS. BOOK IV.



887



One tendef foot was Afaod, her other b«re»
Girt #as her gathered gown, and loose her hah>.
Thus dressed, she taminonM, with her dying

breath,
The Heareos and planetf , coosciotts of her death ;
And evtfry power, if any rules above,
IVho minds, or who revenges, iqiurM love.

Twas dead of night, when weary bodies close
Their eyes in balmy sleep and soft repose :
The winds no longer whisper through the woods.
Nor murmuring tides disturb the gentle floods,
The stars in silent order mov'd around.
And peace, with downy wings, was brooding on

the ground.
The flocks and herds, and partycolour'd fowl,
Which haunt ttie woods, or swim the weedy pool,
Stretcfa'd on the quiet earth securely lay.
Forgetting the past labours of the day.
All else of Nature's common gift partake ;
Unhappy Dido was alone awake.
Nor sleep nor eaae the furiods queen can find;
Sleep fled her eyes, as quiet fled her wind.
Bespah-, and rage, and love, divide her heart :
Despair aod rage had some, hut love the greater
part
Then thus she said within her secret mind :
" What shall I do ; what succour can I find ?
Become a suppliant to Hiarba's pride, •
MA take my torn, to court and be deny'd !
Shall I with this ungrateful Trojan go.
Forsake an empire, and attend a foe ?
Hioiself I refog'd, and his train relieved ;
^s true : but am I sure tO be received ?
Oui gratitude in Trojan souls have place }
Ltomedoo stiD lives in all his race !
Then, shall I seek alone the churlish crew,
Aod with my 6cet their flying saib pursue ?
What force hare I but those, whom scarce before
I drew reluctant from their native shore ?
Will they agaift embark at my desire
Once more austain the seas, and quit their -

. second Tyre ?
Rather with steel thy guilty breast invade.
And take the fortune thou thsrself hast made.
Your pity, sister, first sedncM my mind ;
Or seconded too well what I designed.
These dear-bought pleasures had I never known,'
Had ( contitraed free, and still my own ;
Avoiding love, 1 had not found despair :
Bat shar'd, with savage beasts, the common air ;
like them a lonely life I might have led.
Not ^iDnm*d the living, nor disturbM the dead.''
These thoughts she brooded in her anxious breast ;
On board, the Trqjan found more easy rest.
Kesolv'dto sail, in sleep he pass'd the night;
And order'd all things for bis early flight,
To whom once more the winged god appears:
His fiirraer yonthful mien aud shape he wears.
And, with this new alarm, invades his ears. ;
" Sleep'st thou, O goddess-bom ! and canst thou

drown
Thy needful carra, so near a hostile town,
Beset with foes ? nor hear'st the w«»terB gales
Invite thy pcusage, and inspire thy sails ?
She harfaiotirs in h^r heart a furious hate ;
And thou shalt find the dire efi'ects too late;
Fixt on revenge, and obstinate to die ;
Haute swiftly heuce, while thou hast power to fly.
The^ with ships will soon be oovcr'd o^er,
AodMaaifl^fiAf^niads kindle all the shore.



Prevent her rage, while night obscures the skies ;
And sail before the purple mom arise.
\yho knows what hazards thy delay may bring ?
Woman's a various and i changeful thin.^."
Thus Hermes in the dream ; then took his flight.
Aloft in air unseen ; and mix'd with night
Twice warn'd by the celestial messenger.
The pious prince arose with hasty fear :
Then rous'd his drowsy train without delay.
' * Haste to your banks ; your Cfooked anchors weigh ;
Aod spread your flying sails, and stand to sea.
A god commands j he stood before my sight;
And urg'd us once again to speedy flight
O sacred power, what power soe'er thou art.
To thy bless'd orders I resign my heart :
Lead thou the way ; protect thy Trojan bandar
And prosper the design thy will commands."
He said, aud, drawing forth hi^ flaming sword,
His thundering arm divides the many-twisted cordr
An emulating zeal inspires his train ;
They run, they snatch ; they nish into the main.
With headlong haste they leave the desert shores.
And brush the liquid seas with labouring oars*

Aurora now had left her saffron bed,
And beams of eariy light the JHIeavens o'erspread.
When from a tower the queen, with wa^^ul e>'es.
Saw day point upward from the rosy skies :
She look'd to seaward, hut the sea was void.
And scarce in ken the sailing ships descry'd ;
Stung with despite, and furious with despair,
She strack her trembtiog breast, ? nd tore her hair.
** And shall th* nngratenil traitor go," she said,
" My land forsaken, and my love betra^d ?
Shan we not arm, not rush from every street.
To follow, sink, and-burn his peijnr*d fleet }
Waste ; haul my gatlies out ; pursue the foe :
Bring flaming brands j set sail, and swiftly row.
What have 1 said ? Whrre am I ? Fury turns
My brain, and my distempered bosom bums.
Then, when I gave my person and my throne.
This hate, this rage, had been more timely shown.
See now the promised faith, the yaunted name.
The pious man, who, rushing through the flame.
Preserved his gOds and to the Phrygian shore
The burden of his feeble father bore ! [floods

I should have torn him pieoe-meal ; strow'd iii
His scatter'd limbs, or left cxpos'd in woods ;
Destrwy'd his friends and son ; and, from the fire.
Have set the reeking boy before the sire.
Events are doubtful which on battle wait ; *
Yet Where's the doubt t» souls secure of fete ?
My Tyrians, at their injur'd queen's command.
Had toss'd their fires amid the Trojan band :
At once extinguish'd all the foithless name ;
And I mjrself in vengeance of my shame,
Had fall'n upon the pile to mend the funeral flame.
Thou Sun, who view'st at once the world beluw.
Thou Juno, guardian of the nuptial vow, ^
Thou Hecate, hearken ftt>m thy dark abodes ;
Ye furies, fiends, and violated gods.
All powers invok'd with Dido's dying hreath.
Attend her curses, and avenge her death.
If so the fetes ordain, and Jove commands,
Th' ungrateful wretch should find the Latian lands.
Yet let a race un^am'd, and haughty foes,
His peacefril entrance with dire arms oppose ;
Opprest with numbers in th' unequal field.
His men discourag'd, and bhnself expeD'd ;
Let him for succour sue from place to pjace,
Tom from his snlgects, and hte sou's embrace;



Digitized by VjOOQIC



38^



DRYDEN'S TRANSLATIONS.



First (et him lee his friends in battle slain,
And their untimely fate lament in vain .â– 
And when, at length, the ^niel war shall
Oil hard conditions may he buy his peace.
Nor let him then enjoy supreme command,
But fall untimely by some hostile hand.
And lie unburied on the bih«n sand.
These arc m^ players, anl this my d3nng will :
And jrou, my Tyrians, every curse fulfil ;
Perpetual hate, and mortal wars proclaim
Against the prince, the people, and the name.
These grateful ofierings on ray grave bestow ;
Kor leagi?e, ror love, the hostile nations know :
Now, an 1 from hence in every future age,
Whc» rage excites your, arms, and strength sup-
plies the rage,
Kise some avenger of our Libyan blood ;
With Gre and sux»rd pursue the peijurM brood :
Our arms, our seas, our shores opposM to theirs,
And the same hate descend on all our heir&"

This said, within her anxious mind she weighs
The means of cutting short her odious days.
Then to Sichaeus* nurse she briefly said
{For when she left her country ber's was dead),
'* Go, Barce, call my sister ; let her care
The kolemn rites of sacrifice prepare :
The sheep, and all the atoning oflferinga bring.
Sprinkling her body from the crystal spring
With living drops : then let her come, and thou
With sacred fillets bind thy boary brow.
Thos will I pay my vows to Stygian Jove,
And end the cares of my disastrous lore.
Then cast the Trcgan image on the fire,
And, as that bums, my pa«ion shall expire.*'

The nurse moves onward, with officious care.
And all the speed her aged limbs can bear. \

But furious Dido, with dark thoughts invoWd,
Shook at the mighty mischief she resolv'd.
With livid spots distinguished was her face.
Red were her rolling eyes, and discomposed her

pace:
Ghastly she gaz'd, with pain she drew her bremth.
And nature shivered at approaching death.

Then swiftly to the fatal place she passM,
And mounts the funeral pile, with furious haste :
Vnsheaths the sword the Trojan left behind
fNot for so dire an en t erprise designM).
But when she riew'd the garments loosely spread,
. Which once he wore, and saw the conscious bed,
She pausM, snd, with a si^fh, the robes embraced ji^
Then on the conch her trembling body cast,
RenreasM the ready tears, and spoke her last :
" Dear pledge of my love, while Heaven so pleased,
Receive a soul of mortal anguish eas'd :-
My fatal course is fini9h*d, and I go,
A glorious name, among the ghosts below.
A lofty city by my hands is rais*d ;
Pygmalion punishM, and my lord cppeas'd.
What could my fortune have afforded more.
Had the false Trcgan never touchM my fhore ?^
Then kiss'd the couch ^ " and must I die," she said.
And unrevengM ? 'tis doubly to be dead !
Yet ev'n this death with pleasure I receive ;
On any terms, 'tis better than to live.
These flames firom far may the folse Trojan view ;
These boding omens his ^ase flight pursue."
She said, and struck. Deep entered in her side
The piercing steel, with cedcing purple dy'd :
Clogged in the wound the cruel weapon stands ;
The spouting blood came ttreaming {m her hands.



Her sad attendants saw the deadly strtitce,
Aod, with loud cries, the sounding palace sbodk.
Distracted froo^ the fatml sight they fled.
And through the town the dismal nimour spread.
First from the frighted court the yell began.
Redoubled thence from house to house it ran :
The groans of men, with shrieks, laments, and erica
Of mixing women, mount the vaulted skits.
Not Irss the clamour, than if ancient Tyre,
Or the new Carthage, set by foes on fire,
The rolling min, with their lov*d abodes,
Involved the blazing temples of their gods.
Her sister hears, and, furious with despair.
She beats her breast, and rends her yellow hair:
And, calling on Eliza's name aloud,
Runs breathless to the place, and breaks the crowd.
*' Was all that pomp of woe for this prepared.
These fires, this funeral pile, these altars reared?
Was all this train of plots contriv'd," saki she,
* All only to deceive unhappy me ?
Which is the worst > Didst thou in death pretend
To scorn thy sister, or delude thy friend }
Thy summon'd sister, and thy fnend, hadoome;
One sword had serv'd us both, one cnmmon tomb.
Was I to raise the pile, the powers invoke,
Not to be present at the ihtal stroke ?
At once thou hast destroyed thyself and me ;
Thy town, thy senate, and thy colony !
Bring water, bathe the wound 5 while I in d«th
Lay dose my lips tocher's, and catch the. flying

breath."
This said, she mounts the pile with eager haste,
And in her arms the gasping queen embrsc'd :
Her temples chaf 'd, and her own garments tore^
To staunch the streaming blood, and cleanse the

Thrice Dido try»d to raise her drooping head.
And fiuntmg thrice, fell grov'ling on the b«d.
Thrice op»d her heavy eyes, and saw the Bght,
But, having found it, sicken'd at the sight.
And dos'd her lids at Fast in endless night

Then Juno, grieving that she should sustain
A death ao lingering, and so full of pain.
Sent Iris down, to firee her from the strifh
Of labouring nature, and dissolve her life.
For, since she dy'd, not doom'd by Heavart
Or her own crime, but human casualty, [decree.
And rage of love, that plung'd her in despair.
The Sisters had not cot the topmost hair.
Which Proserpine and they can only know,
Nor made her sacred to the shades below.
Downward the varioos goddess took her flight.
And drew a thousand colours from the light:
Then stood above the d]png lover's head,
And sfliid, ** I thus devote thee to the dead.
This oflEering to th' infernal gods I bear :"
Thus while she sp<^e she cut the faUl hair:
The struggling sonl was loos'd, and life diswlv a
in air.



TAB nPTH lOOK OP

THE JENEIS.



THB AlCUMSNT.



^NBAS, letting sail from Afric, is drii«, Jj
fitoim, on the ooait of Sicily: whfl(«'^*

I

Digitized by VjOOQIC



VIRGIUS JENTCIS. BOOK V.



389



liwpltably Tecdvcd by his friend Acestes, king
of part of the islaud, a&d bona of Trojan part^i-
tage. He applies himself to celebrate the
meuioiy of hU father with divine honours : and
accordingly institutes funeral games, and ap-
points prizes for those who should conquer in
them. While the ceremonies were performing,
Juno sends Iris to persuade the Trojan women
to bum the ships ; who, upon her instigation.
^ fire to them, which burnt four, and would
liave consumed the rt«t, had not Jupiter, by a
miraculous shower, extiniruished it. Upon this
.£neas, b^ the advice of one of his generals,



Using the text of ebook The works of the English poets, from Chaucer to Cowper; by Alexander Chalmers active link like:
read the ebook The works of the English poets, from Chaucer to Cowper; is obligatory