You must once more the' unwary nymph surprise
As in her cooly grot she slumbering lies;
Then bind her fast with unrelenting hands,
And strain her tender limbs with knotted bands.
Still hold her under every different shape,
Till, tir'd, she tries no longer to escape.'
Thus he then sunk beneath the glassy flood,
And broken accents flutter'd where he stood.
Bright Sol had almost now his journey done,
And down the steepy western convex run;
When the fair Nereid left the briny wave,
And, as she us'd, retreated to her cave.

He scarce had bound her fast, when she arose,
And into various shapes her body throws:
She went to move her arms, and found 'em tied; }
Then with a sigh, 'Some god assists ye!' cried,
And in her proper shape stood blushing by his
side.

About her waist this longing arms he flung,
From which embrace the great Achilles sprung.

THE TRANSFORMATION OF DÆDALION,
Peleus unmix'd felicity enjoy'd;

(Bless'd in a valiant son and virtuous bride)
Till fortune did in blood his hands imbrue,
And his own brother by curs'd chance he slew:
Then driven from Thessaly, his native clime,
Trachinia first gave shelter to his crime;
Where peaceful Ceyx mildly fill'd the throne,
And like his sire, the morning-planet, shone ;
But now, unlike himself, bedew'd with tears,
Mourning a brother lost, his brow appears.
First to the town, with travel spent and care,
Peleus and his small company repair:

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His herds and flocks the while at leisure feed
On the rich pasture of a neighbouring mead.
The prince, before the royal presence brought,
Show'd by the suppliant olive what he sought;
Then tells his name, and race, and country right,
But hides the' unhappy reason of his flight.
He begs the king some little town to give,
Where they may safe his faithful vassals live.
Ceyx replied: To all my bounty flows;
A hospitable realm your suit has chose.
Your glorious race, and far-resounding fame,
And grandsire Jove, peculiar favours claim.
All you can wish, I grant; intreaties spare; [share.”
My kingdom (would 'twere worth the sharing!)
Tears stop'd his speech: astonish'd Peleus pleads
To know the cause from whence his grief proceeds?
The prince replied: "There's none of ye but deems
This hawk was ever such as now it seems;
Know, 'twas a hero once, Dædalion nam❜d,
For warlike deeds and haughty valour fam'd;
Like me, to that bright luminary born
Who wakes Aurora, and brings on the morn.
His fierceness still remains, and love of blood,
Now dread of birds, and tyrant of the wood.
My make was softer; peace my greatest care;
But this my brother, wholly bent on war:
Late nations fear'd, and routed armies fled
That force which now the timorous pigeons dread.
A daughter he possess'd, divinely fair,
And scarcely yet had seen her fifteenth year;
Young Chione: a thousand rivals strove
To win the maid, and teach her how to love.
Phoebus and Mercury by chance, one day,
From Delphi and Cyllene pass'd this way;

Together they the virgin saw: desire

At once warm'd both their breasts with amorous fin
Phoebus resolv'd to wait till close of day;
But Mercury's hot love brook'd no delay:
With his entrancing rod the maid he charms,
And unresisted revels in her arms.

"Twas night, and Phoebus in a beldam's dress
To the late rifled beauty got access.
Her time complete nine circling moons had ru
To either god she bore a lovely son:
To Mercury Autolycus she brought,

Who turn'd to thefts and tricks his subtle thought
Possess'd he was of all his father's slight, [wh
At will, made white look black, and black
Philammon born to Phœbus, like his sire,
The Muses lov'd, and finely struck the lyre,
And made his voice, and touch, in harmony
conspire.

"In vain, fond maid, you boast this double birt
The love of gods and royal father's worth,
And Jove among your ancestors rehearse!
Could blessings such as these e'er prove a curse
To her they did, who with audacious pride,
Vain of her own, Diana's charms decried.
Her taunts the goddess with resentment fill;
My face you like not, you shall try my skill,'
She said; and straight her vengeful bow she stru
And sent a shaft that pierc'd her guilty tongue:
The bleeding tongue in vain its accents tries;
In the red stream her soul reluctant flies.
With sorrow wild I ran to her relief,
And tried to moderate my brother's grief.
He, deaf as rocks by stormy surges beat,
Loudly laments, and hears me not intreat.

hen on the funeral pile he saw her laid,
rice he to rush into the flames assay'd,
rice with officious care by us was stay'd.
w, mad with grief, away he fled amain,
ke a stung heifer that resents the pain,
ad bellowing wildly bounds along the plain.
er the most rugged ways so fast he ran,
e seem'd a bird already, not a man;

e left us breathless all behind; and now quest of death had gain'd Parnassus' brow: ut when from thence headlong himself he threw, e fell not, but with airy pinions flew.

nobus in pity chang'd him to a fowl,

[trol.

hose crooked beak and claws the birds conittle of bulk, but of a warlike soul. hawk become, the feather'd race's foe, e tries to ease his own by others' woe,'

A WOLF TURNED INTO MARBLE.

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While they, astonish'd, heard the king relate hese wonders of his hapless brother's fate; he prince's herdsman at the court arrives, And fresh surprise to all the audience gives. O Peleus, Peleus! dreadful news I bear,' He said; and trembled as he spoke, for fear. The worst, affrighted Peleus bid him tell, Whilst Ceyx too grew pale with friendly zeal. Thus he began: When Sol mid-heaven had gain'd, And half his way was pass'd, and half remain'd, to the level shore my cattle drove, And let them freely in the meadows rove. Come stretch'd at length admire the watry plain, ome crop❜d the herb, some wanton swam the main.

A temple stands of antique make hard by,
Where no gilt domes nor marble lure the eye;
Unpolish'd rafters bear its lowly height,
Hid by a grove, as ancient, from the sight.
Here Nereus and the Nereids they adore;
I learnt it from the man who thither bore
His net, to dry it on the sunny shore.
Adjoins a lake, inclos'd with willows round,
Whereswelling waves have overflow'dthe mound,
And, muddy, stagnate on the lower ground.
From thence a rushing noise increasing flies,
Strikes the still shore, and frights us with surprise.
Straight a huge wolf rush'd from the marshy wood,
His jaws besmear'd with mingled foam and blood,
Though equally by hunger urg'd and rage,
His appetite he minds not to assuage;
Nought that he meets his rabid fury spares,
But the whole herd with mad disorder tears.
Some of our men, who strove to drive him thence,
Torn by his teeth, have died in their defence.
The echoing lakes, the sea, and fields, and shore,
Impurpled blush with streams of reeking gore.
Delay is loss, nor have we time for thought;
While yet some few remain alive, we ought
To seize our arms, and with confederate force
Try if we so can stop his bloody course.
But Peleus car'd not for his ruin'd herd;
His crime he call'd to mind, and thence infer'd,
That Psamathe's revenge this havoc made,
In sacrifice to murder'd Phocus' shade.
The king commands his servants to their arms;
Resolv'd to go; but the loud noise alarms
His lovely queen, who from her chamber flew,
And her half-plaited hair behind her threw :