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To keep his promise he ascends,
inamorata, that when next he[‘d]
court[ ] the rites of love, he’d
descend in t hose celestial charms
with which he enters Juno / Hera ‘s
chambers, his goddess / wife, on
similar intimate occasions
and shrowds
His awful brow in whirl-winds and in clouds;
shrowds, shrouds, covers in
darkness, shields
awful, inspiring awe, inspiring
consternation
Whilst all around, in terrible array,
His thunders rattle, and his light’nings play.
shrowd[ ] /His awful brow, which is
to say he actively effects changes,
consciously and manifestly producing
identifiable outcomes, a shrouded brow,
in this instance, but he also inspires the
very elements, thunders rattle …
light’nings play, to rally round his
enterprise
And yet, the dazling lustre to abate,
He set not out in all his pomp and state,
/ Zeus chooses, set[s] … out, to rein
in, abate, elements of his pomp and
state, of his magnificence
Clad in the mildest light’ning of the skies,
And arm’d with thunder of the smallest size:
Not those huge bolts, by which the giants slain
Lay overthrown on the Phlegrean plain.
‘Twas of a lesser mould, and lighter weight;
Phlegrean plain, Phlegraean, site of the
war that won for the Olympians, Jove /
pantheon of other gods with whom
we’ve here become acquainted, control
of the cosmos, against the Titans , who’d
earlier ruled, the children of Uranus ,
Sky, and Gaia , Earth, though that’s
an entirely other, earlier story, equally
entrancing
They call it thunder of a second-rate,
For the rough Cyclops, who by Jove’s command
Temper’d the bolt, and turn’d it to his hand,
Cyclops, any of the three Cyclopes ,
Arges , Brontes, and Steropes, or in
English translation, Bright, Thunder,
and Lightning, sons of Uranus and
Gaia , one-eyed giants, who
Zeus ‘s thunderbolts
Cyclops here is probably Cyclopes ,
spelling of the now singular “Cyclops”,
all of whom [t]emper’d the bolt, and
turn’d … to his hand Jove / Jupiter /
Zeus ‘s commissioned arsenal
Work’d up less flame and fury in its make,
And quench’d it sooner in the standing lake.
this particular thunderbolt therefore
would have been less menacing, in
wish his dazling lustre to abate
Thus dreadfully adorn’d, with horror bright,
Th’ illustrious God, descending from his height,
Came rushing on her in a storm of light.
I knew someone who came to me
like that once
The mortal dame, too feeble to engage
The lightning’s flashes, and the thunder’s rage,
Consum’d amidst the glories she desir’d,
And in the terrible embrace expir’d.
I broke only into a thousand million
pieces, did not expire, but ruefully,
rather, survived, but that’s another
story, perhaps too intimate
But, to preserve his offspring from the tomb,
his offspring, you’ll remember that
Jove took him smoaking from the blasted womb:
blasted, destroyed, [c] onsum’d[,]
amidst the glories she desir’d
And, if on ancient tales we may rely,
Inclos’d th’ abortive infant in his thigh.
in order to allow it to complete
incubated th’ abortive infant in
his [own] thigh
Here when the babe had all his time fulfill’d,
Here, in his thigh
Ino first took him for her foster-child;
Ino , sister of Semele , with too long
a story here, however fascinating
Then the Niseans, in their dark abode,
Niseans, Nysians, of Nysa , a
mountainous mythical land
beyond Greece, with dark
abode[s] , caves, among its
mountains, presumably
Nurs’d secretly with milk the thriving God.
the thriving God , Bacchus , the Roman
Dionysus , god of wine, merriment, and
all kinds of mischievousness, which is
to say bacchanals, Dionysian revelries,
orgies
stay tuned
R ! chard
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done by a clutch of eminent poets,
John Dryden principally, England’s
first Poet Laureate, 1688, but with
Congreve , among a number of
celebrated others, under the
direction of the poet and physician,
over 300 hundred years ago
this will explain the sometimes
disorienting spelling of some
otherwise common words, you’ve
read already , for instance, “ extreams”
for “extremes” , “watry” for “watery”,
“blustring” for “blustering”
it might also be that my own reading
of the text could be influenced by
idiosyncratic interpretations given
by the above poets, who would’ve
written according to the perspectives
of their own time, the 18th Century,
somewhat altering, most likely, the
pristine intentions of Ovid’s original
contritely confess – can, can
be forewarned
but onwards to the completion of
the Creation
High o’er the clouds, and empty realms of wind,
The God a clearer space for Heav’n design’d;
Where fields of light, and liquid aether flow;
a description of Heaven, “fields of light and
liquid aether”
Purg’d from the pondrous dregs of Earth below.
“the pondrous dregs of Earth”, our dwelling
Scarce had the Pow’r distinguish’d these, when streight
The stars, no longer overlaid with weight,
Exert their heads, from underneath the mass;
And upward shoot, and kindle as they pass,
“the Pow’r”, or “the God, whatever God was he”,
while gravitation again allows the “fields of light”,
newly “distinguished”, or separated, from the
“ pondrous dregs of Earth “, to “streight …upward
shoot, and kindle”, or sparkle, like firewood, or
nebulae, aurorae, very constellations
And with diffusive light adorn their heav’nly place.
diffusive, evanescent, aetherial, nearly
transcendental
Then, every void of Nature to supply,
With forms of Gods he fills the vacant sky:
New herds of beasts he sends, the plains to share:
New colonies of birds, to people air:
And to their oozy beds, the finny fish repair.
note that all life forms are “forms of Gods” ,
than “people air”
A creature of a more exalted kind
Was wanting yet, and then was Man design’d:
the design follows
Conscious of thought, of more capacious breast,
For empire form’d, and fit to rule the rest:
though the specific initial progenitor will remain
ever the secret of that Creator
Whether with particles of heav’nly fire
The God of Nature did his soul inspire,
Or Earth, but new divided from the sky
was it “heav’nly fire” or “ Earth”, which malleable
And, pliant, still retain’d th’ aetherial energy:
we are, in other words, quintessentially,
however muddied, starlight
Which wise Prometheus temper’d into paste,
And, mixt with living streams, the godlike image cast.
us of clay, and gifted us with fire despite
the opposition of the Gods, for which he
was cruelly punished, but that’s another
story
Thus, while the mute creation downward bend
Their sight, and to their earthly mother tend,
mute creation, species who have no
language, animals, lizards, insects
Man looks aloft; and with erected eyes
Beholds his own hereditary skies.
hereditary, received from the Creator,
the primordial ancestor, generator
From such rude principles our form began;
And earth was metamorphos’d into Man.
R ! chard