Hercules Oetaeus (Hercules on Mount Oeta) (Seneca's Tenth Tragedy) · chunk 2 of 44
Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Studley, John · published 1581 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
That may be meet, to bide the brunt of mighty Juno's wrath? My praise burtes not my health: my fame doth fly, from land to land: The icy pole doth know me, where the northern bear doth stand: The easterlings encumbered with the gleed of scorching sun. The south, where Phoebe by crooked clear of Tropic Crab doth run: In every coast O Titan where thou dost thyself reveal. How I have met thee face to face, to thee I do appeal. Aloof beyond the compass of thy light I set my foot, And never could thy blaze so far his glimpsing glory shoot. As I have forced the honour of my triumphs for to stretch, The day itself hath had his stint, within my travels reach Dame Nature failed, the world was shogged beside his centre dew, And ugsome night in shimmering shade, from dungeon dark I drew. And cankered Chaos lodged aloof encountered me awane: Yet from the deep I got to ground, whence none returns again. we strove against the Ocean storms, I balasen the keel Fraught with my weight, that wrestling waves could not compel it reel. What heaps of hazards tempted I through all the open air, To qualify thy wedlock's wrath can mischief none repair The earth would loathe such baggage bred as I would match by might, Yea monsters none are to be found, the fiends do shun my sight. And Hercules for want of fiends against himself did rage What elvish creatures cursed did I with naked arm assuage. Was ever any peevish thing so big upon the ground That coped with me, but that my hand alone did it confound. Not hither to from vermin vile through fainting fear I leapt In babish years, not when to me in cradle laid they leapt: Each thing that was commanded me, at ease I did obey: Thus free from painful toil to me there never past a day. What vermin have I vanquished, no king commanding it? My courage cloys me more than all the wiles of Juno's wit. But what availeth me to rid mankind of fickle fear? The Gods yet cannot reign in rest: while up the world doth pear, New rid of furious fiends, it sees aloft in starry skies The cruel creatures all, that erst on earth did fore aggrise. Dame Iuno hath transport the elves The scorching Crab doth creep About the burning zone, and loof at Africa doth keep The Tropic line: and Harvest fat he feeds with parching heat: To Virgo, Leo turns the time, and in a reeking sweat. He buskling up his burning Mane, doth dry the dropping south. And swallows up the slabby clouds in fiery foaming mouth. The Urchins all are crept to skies, and have prevented me: I Conqueror from Earth to Heaven, my travels all may see: These gargoyle Faces grim on heaven, Daw Iuno first did set: As though thereof the terror might to skies my passage let:
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That may be meete, to bide the brunt of mighty Iunoes wrath? My prayſe burtes not my health: my fame doth fly, from land to land: The yſy poale doth know mee, where the northerne beare doth ſtand: The eaſterlings encombred with the gleede of ſcorching ſunne. The ſouth, where Phoebe by crooked cleare of Tropick Crab doth rūne: In euery coaſt O Titan where thou doſt thy ſelfe reueale. How I haue met thee face to face, to thee I doe appeale. Aloofe beyonde the compaſſe of thy light I ſet my foote, And neuer coulde thy blaze ſo farre his glymſinge glory ſhoote. As I haue forſt the honour of my triumphes for to ſtreatch, The day it ſelfe hath had his ſtint, within my trauells reatch Dame Nature faylde, the worlde was ſhogd beſide his center dew, And ougſome night in ſhimmering ſhade, from dungeon darck I drew. And cankred Chaos lodged aloafe encountred mee awayne: Yet from the deepe I gat to ground, whence none returnes agayne. Wee ſtraue againſt the Ocean ſtormes, I balaſen the keele Fraught with my waight, that wreſtling waues could not cōpell it reele. What heapes of hazardes tempted I through all the open ayre, To qualify thy wedlocks wrath can miſchiefe none repayre The earth would loath ſuch baggage bred as I would match by might, Yea monſters none are to be founde, the fiendes doe ſhun my ſight. And Hecules for want of fiendes agaynſt him ſelfe did rage What eluiſhe creatures curſt did I with naked arme aſſwage. Was euer any peuiſh thing ſo big vpon the ground That coapt with mee, but that my hand alone did it confound. Not hether to from vermin vyle through faynting feare I leapt In babiſh yeares, not when to me in Cradell layde they leapt: Eache thing that was commaunded me, at eaſe I did obay: Thus free from paynefull toyle to me there neuer paſt a day. What vermin haue I vanquiſhed, no king commaunding it? My courage cloyes me more then all the wyles of Iunoes wit. But what auayleth me to rid mankinde of fickle feare? The Gods yet cannot raygne in reſt: while vp the world doth peare, New rid of furious fiendes, it ſees a loft in ſtarry ſkies The cruell creatures all, that earſt on earth did fore aggriſe. Dame Iuno hath tranſport the elues The ſcorching Crab doth creepe Abouth the burning zone, and loofe at Affrica doth keepe The Tropick line: and Harueſt fat he feedes with parching heate: To Virgo, Leo turnes the time, and in a reaking ſweate. He buſkling vp his burning Mane, doth dry the dropping ſouth. And ſwallowes vp the ſlabby cloudes in fyry foming mouth. The Vrchins all are creapt to ſkies, and haue preuented mee: I Conqueror from Earth to Heauen, my trauells all may ſee: Theſe gargle Faces grim on heauen, Dawe Iuno firſt did ſet: As though thereof the terrour might to ſkies my paſſage let: