“The Transformation of Io into a Heyfer” (V) – Ovid

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     Statue of Hermes (Vatican Museums)

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though Io might still have been “not

out of the woods”, when last we saw 

her, there remained nevertheless 

her original suitor, Jove, god of gods


                 Now Jove no longer cou’d her suff’rings bear;
                 But call’d in haste his airy messenger,
                 The son of Maia, with severe decree
                 To kill the keeper, and to set her free.  
 

The son of Maia, Hermes, messenger

of the gods

 

Maia, one of the Pleiadesplaymates

of Artemisgoddess of the Hunt,

daughters, also, of Atlasfamously 

condemned, he, to hold up the

heavens for eternity


                 With all his harness soon the God was sped, 
 

Hermes, no sooner equipped,

[w]ith all his harness, livery,

attire, was sped, got under

way


                 His flying hat was fastned on his head,
                 Wings on his heels were hung, and in his hand
                 He holds the vertue of the snaky wand. 
 

vertue, virtue, but having retained, 

still in 1717, its root, vertu, French 

for virtue, benefit 

 

Hermes is usually shown wearing

[h]is flying hat, [w]ings on his heels,

a snaky wand, identifying accessories

 

snaky wand, his caduceus

 

see above

 

                 The liquid air his moving pinions wound, 

 

pinions, the feathers of a bird’s wing

 

wound, to injure, but also to wrap 

around, according to its two 

differing pronunciations


                 And, in the moment, shoot him on the ground.

 

to rhyme with wound, note

 

Hermes has landed, but apparently

uncomfortably


                 Before he came in sight, the crafty God
                 His wings dismiss’d, but still retain’d his rod: 

 

dismiss’d, put aside, made invisible,

[h]is wings


                 That sleep-procuring wand wise Hermes took,
                 But made it seem to sight a sherpherd’s hook. 

 

though Hermes kept his rod, he made

it look, seem to sight, like a shepherd’s 

staff, hook

 

                 With this, he did a herd of goats controul;  

 

controul, control


                 Which by the way he met, and slily stole. 

 

by the way, as he walked along

 

slily stole, deities make up their

own rules


                 Clad like a country swain, he pip’d, and sung;
                 And playing, drove his jolly troop along. 

 

swain, young man


                 With pleasure, Argus the musician heeds; 

 

Argus heeds the musician, again

an inverted sentence, in order to 

rhyme with


                 But wonders much at those new vocal reeds. 

 

vocal reeds suggests Pan pipes

here, a wind instrument consisting 

of several tubes of increasing length 

placed side by side, where the piper 

creates the melody by moving his 

lips, her lips, from embouchure to 

embouchure, the openings through 

which to blow

 

               And whosoe’er thou art, my friend, said he,
               Up hither drive thy goats, and play by me: 

 

Argus asks Hermes to stay, drive thy 

goats away, [u]p hither, he directs, 

and play thy instrument, keep him 

company


                 This hill has browz for them, and shade for thee. 

 

browz, browse, matter, twigs, shoots,

upon which goats might graze


                 The God, who was with ease induc’d to climb,  

 

to climb, [u]p hither, in order to drive

the goats 

                Began discourse to pass away the time;
                 And still betwixt, his tuneful pipe he plies;   

 

betwixt, meanwhile

 

plies, continues


                 And watch’d his hour, to close the keeper’s eyes.

 

his hour, his opportune moment  

 

the keeper, Argus, over Io


                 With much ado, he partly kept awake; 

 

the calming effect of the Pan pipes

was making it hard, much ado, for

Argus to stay awake 


                 Not suff’ring all his eyes repose to take: 

 

never allowing, suff’ring, all his eyes 

to close, repose to take, at the same

time


                 And ask’d the stranger, who did reeds invent,
                 And whence began so rare an instrument? 

 

how do you do that, Argus asks,

which leads to an interpolated story,

wherein Hermes, before we learn

much more about Io, answers the 

questions 

 

stay tuned

 

R ! chard