« PredošláPokračovať »
"Power had I o'er this treacherous bull, Revenge I'd take complete and full,
Tearing his horns with fiercest pull,
Though once so dear.
Wicked, I left my father's home!
Grant, gods! that naked I may roam
'Mongst ravenous beasts,
"Rather than fall by slow decay,
And by consumption waste away!
Let tigers on my beauty prey,
And make dire feasts!
"Base child!' exclaims, with anger fraught,
Hang from yon ash :
"Or, if high rocks, acute and steep,
"""Twere sad, indeed, that child of mine Became barbarian's concubine!'"Here Venus, with her smiles divine,
And Cupid came :
And when the maid was re-assured,
"Though here," cried Venus, "thou wert lured,
Cùm tibi invisus laceranda reddet
Uxor invicti Jovis esse nescis ?
Mitte singultus: bene ferre magnam
Disce fortunam: tua sectus orbis
Be cheer'd; thy fate may be endur'd,
For, know thy fame;
"Thou art the wife of mightiest Jove!
Shall bear thy name."