Claudian, volume 2 (of 2): With an English translation by Maurice PlatnauerClaudianus, Claudius
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Claudian, volume 2 (of 2): With an English translation by Maurice Platnauer
Claudianus, Claudius
Claudianus, Claudius -- Translations into English
virginitatis honos? tantum mutata voluntas? 280
iam Veneri iunctae, sociis raptoribus, itis?
o templis Scythiae atque hominem sitientibus aris
utraque digna coli! tanti quae causa furoris?
quam mea vel tenui dicto Proserpina laesit?
scilicet aut caris pepulit te, Delia, silvis 285
aut tibi commissas rapuit, Tritonia, pugnas.
an gravis eloquio? vestros an forte petebat
importuna choros? atqui Trinacria longe,
esset ne vobis oneri, deserta colebat.
quid latuisse iuvat? rabiem livoris acerbi 290
nulla potest placare quies.”
His increpat omnes
vocibus. ast illae (prohibet sententia patris)
aut reticent aut nosse negant responsaque matri
dant lacrimas. quid agat? rursus se victa remittit
inque humiles devecta preces:
“Ignoscite, si quid 295
intumuit pietas, si quid flagrantius actum
quam miseros decuit. supplex miserandaque vestris
advolvor genibus: liceat cognoscere sortem:
hoc tantum liceat--certos habuisse dolores.
scire peto, quae forma mali; quamcumque dedistis 300
fortunam, sit nota: feram fatumque putabo,
non scelus. adspectum, precor, indulgete parenti;
non repetam. quaesita manu securus habeto
quisquis es; adfirmo praedam; desiste vereri.
quodsi nos aliquo praevenit foedere raptor, 305
tu certe, Latona, refer; confessa Diana
forte tibi. nosti quid sit Lucina, quis horror
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Page 367
Have ye so changed your counsel? Do ye now go allied with Venus and her
accomplice ravishers? Worthy each of you to be worshipped in Scythian
temples and at altars that lust after human blood. What hath caused
such great anger? Which of you has my Proserpine wronged even in her
slightest word? Doubtless she drove thee, Delian goddess, from thy
loved woods, or deprived thee, Triton-born, of some battle thou hadst
joined. Did she plague you with talk? Break rudely upon your dances?
Nay, that she might be no burden to you, she dwelt far away in the
solitudes of Sicily. What good hath her retirement done her? No peace
can still the madness of bitter jealousy.”
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