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THE Argonauts now stemm'd the foaming tide	A
And to Arcadia's shore their course apply'd	A
Where sightless Phineus spent his age in grief	B
But Boreas' sons engage in his relief	B
And those unwelcome guests the odious race	C
Of Harpyes from the monarch's table chase	C
With Jason then they greater toils sustain	D
And Phasis' slimy banks at last they gain	D
Here boldly they demand the golden prize	E
Of Scythia's king who sternly thus replies	E
That mighty labours they must first o'ercome	F
Or sail their Argo thence unfreighted home	F
The Story of Meanwhile Medea seiz'd with fierce desire	G
Medea and By reason strives to quench the raging fire	G
Jason But strives in vain Some God she said	A
withstands	H
And reason's baffl'd council countermands	H
What unseen Pow'r does this disorder move	I
'Tis love at least 'tis like what men call love	J
Else wherefore shou'd the king's commands appear	K
To me too hard But so indeed they are	L
Why shou'd I for a stranger fear lest he	M
Shou'd perish whom I did but lately see	M
His death or safety what are they to me	M
Wretch from thy virgin breast this flame expel	N
And soon Oh cou'd I all wou'd then be well	N
But love resistless love my soul invades	H
Discretion this affection that perswades	H
I see the right and I approve it too	A
Condemn the wrong and yet the wrong pursue	A
Why royal maid shou'dst thou desire to wed	A
A wanderer and court a foreign bed	A
Thy native land tho' barb'rous can present	A
A bridegroom worth a royal bride's content	A
And whether this advent'rer lives or dies	H
In Fate and Fortune's fickle pleasure lies	H
Yet may be live for to the Pow'rs above	J
A virgin led by no impulse of love	J
So just a suit may for the guiltless move	I
Whom wou'd not Jason's valour youth and blood	A
Invite or cou'd these merits be withstood	A
At least his charming person must encline	D
The hardest heart I'm sure 'tis so with mine	D
Yet if I help him not the flaming breath	O
Of bulls and earth born foes must be his death	O
Or should he through these dangers force his way	P
At last he must be made the dragon's prey	P
If no remorse for such distress I feel	Q
I am a tigress and my breast is steel	Q
Why do I scruple then to see him slain	D
And with the tragick scene my eyes prophane	D
My magick's art employ not to asswage	R
The Salvages but to enflame their rage	R
His earth born foes to fiercer fury move	I
And accessary to his murder prove	I
The Gods forbid But pray'rs are idle breath	O
When action only can prevent his death	O
Shall I betray my father and the state	A
To intercept a rambling hero's fate	A
Who may sail off next hour and sav'd from harms	H
By my assistance bless another's arms	H
Whilst I not only of my hopes bereft	A
But to unpity'd punishment am left	A
If he is false let the ingrateful bleed	A
But no such symptom in his looks I read	A
Nature wou'd ne'er have lavish'd so much grace	H
Upon his person if his soul were base	H
Besides he first shall plight his faith and swear	S
By all the Gods what therefore can'st thou fear	K
Medea haste from danger set him free	M
Jason shall thy eternal debtor be	M
And thou his queen with sov'raign state	A
enstall'd	A
By Graecian dames the Kind Preserver call'd	A
Hence idle dreams by love sick fancy bred	A
Wilt thou Medea by vain wishes led	A
To sister brother father bid adieu	A
Forsake thy country's Gods and country too	A
My father's harsh my brother but a child	A
My sister rivals me my country's wild	A
And for its Gods the greatest of 'em all	T
Inspires my breast and I obey his call	T
That great endearments I forsake is true	A
But greater far the hopes that I pursue	A
The pride of having sav'd the youths of Greece	H
Each life more precious than our golden fleece	H
A nobler soil by me shall be possest	A
I shall see towns with arts and manners blest	A
And what I prize above the world beside	A
Enjoy my Jason and when once his bride	A
Be more than mortal and to Gods ally'd	A
They talk of hazards I must first sustain	D
Of floating islands justling in the main	D
Our tender barque expos'd to dreadful shocks	H
Of fierce Charybdis' gulf and Scylla's rocks	H
Where breaking waves in whirling eddies rowl	T
And rav'nous dogs that in deep caverns howl	T
Amidst these terrors while I lye possest	A
Of him I love and lean on Jason's breast	A
In tempests unconcern'd I will appear	K
Or only for my husband's safety fear	K
Didst thou say husband canst thou so deceive	U
Thy self fond maid and thy own cheat believe	U
In vain thou striv'st to varnish o'er thy shame	F
And grace thy guilt with wedlock's sacred name	F
Pull off the coz'ning masque and oh in time	F
Discover and avoid the fatal crime	F
She ceas'd the Graces now with kind surprize	H
And virtue's lovely train before her eyes	H
Present themselves and vanquish'd Cupid flies	H
She then retires to Hecate's shrine that stood	A
Far in the covert of a shady wood	A
She finds the fury of her flames asswag'd	A
But seeing Jason there again they rag'd	A
Blushes and paleness did by turns invade	A
Her tender cheeks and secret grief betray'd	A
As fire that sleeping under ashes lyes	H
Fresh blown and rous'd does up in blazes rise	H
So flam'd the virgin's breast	A
New kindled by her lover's sparkling eyes	H
For chance that day had with uncommon grace	H
Adorn'd the lovely youth and through his face	H
Display'd an air so pleasing as might charm	F
A Goddess and a Vestal's bosom warm	F
Her ravish'd eyes survey him o'er and o'er	G
As some gay wonder never seen before	V
Transported to the skies she seems to be	M
And thinks she gazes on a deity	M
But when he spoke and prest her trembling hand	A
And did with tender words her aid	A

Ovid

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