Thebais - Book One - Part I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK LLMMNNOOPPQQJJLLRRSS EEJJTUQQVVWWXXYYNNZZ A2A2B2B2C2C2D2D2E2E2 RRF2F2OOTTMMJJG2G2H2 XI2J2RRB2B2JJK2K2L2L 2E2E2M2N2TTO2P2B2B2P PQ2Q2R2R2XXR2EP2S2S2 QQMMHHXH2E2E2IITTE2E 2R2R2E2E2MMT2K2U2U2P PPQV2V2| Fraternal rage the guilty Thebes alarms | A |
| Th alternate reign destroyed by impious arms | A |
| Demand our song a sacred fury fires | B |
| My ravished breast and all the muse inspires | C |
| O goddess say shall I deduce my rhymes | D |
| From the dire nation in its early times | D |
| Europa s rape Agenor s stern decree | E |
| And Cadmus searching round the spacious sea | E |
| How with the serpent s teeth he sowed the soil | F |
| And reaped an iron harvest of his toil | F |
| Or how from joining stones the city sprung | G |
| While to his harp divine Amphion sung | G |
| Or shall I Juno s hate to Thebes resound | H |
| Whose fatal rage th unhappy monarch found | H |
| The sire against the son his arrows drew | I |
| O er the wide fields the furious mother flew | I |
| And while her arms a second hope contain | J |
| Sprung from the rocks and plunged into the main | J |
| But waive whate er to Cadmus may belong | K |
| And fix O muse the barrier of thy song | K |
| At dipus from his disasters trace | L |
| The long confusions of his guilty race | L |
| Nor yet attempt to stretch thy bolder wing | M |
| And mighty C sar s conqu ring eagles sing | M |
| How twice he tamed proud Ister s rapid flood | N |
| While Dacian mountains streamed with barb rous blood | N |
| Twice taught the Rhine beneath his laws to roll | O |
| And stretched his empire to the frozen pole | O |
| Or long before with early valour strove | P |
| In youthful arms t assert the cause of Jove | P |
| And thou great heir of all thy father s fame | Q |
| Increase of glory to the Latian name | Q |
| Oh bless thy Rome with an eternal reign | J |
| Nor let desiring worlds entreat in vain | J |
| What though the stars contract their heav nly space | L |
| And crowd their shining ranks to yield thee place | L |
| Though all the skies ambitious of thy sway | R |
| Conspire to court thee from our world away | R |
| Though Ph bus longs to mix his rays with thine | S |
| And in thy glories more serenely shine | S |
| Though Jove himself no less content would be | E |
| To part his throne and share his heaven with thee | E |
| Yet stay great C sar and vouchsafe to reign | J |
| O er the wide earth and o er the wat ry main | J |
| Resign to Jove his empire of the skies | T |
| And people heav n with Roman deities | U |
| The time will come when a diviner flame | Q |
| Shall warm my breast to sing of C sar s fame | Q |
| Meanwhile permit that my preluding muse | V |
| In Theban wars an humbler theme may chuse | V |
| Of furious hate surviving death she sings | W |
| A fatal throne to two contending kings | W |
| And fun ral flames that parting wide in air | X |
| Express the discord of the souls they bear | X |
| Of towns dispeopled and the wand ring ghosts | Y |
| Of kings unburied in the wasted coasts | Y |
| When Dirce s fountain blushed with Grecian blood | N |
| And Thetis near Ismenos swelling flood | N |
| With dread beheld the rolling surges sweep | Z |
| In heaps his slaughtered sons into the deep | Z |
| What hero Clie wilt thou first relate | A2 |
| The rage of Tydeus or the prophet s fate | A2 |
| Or how with hills of slain on ev ry side | B2 |
| Hippomedon repelled the hostile tide | B2 |
| Or how the youth with ev ry grace adorned | C2 |
| Untimely fell to be for ever mourned | C2 |
| Then to fierce Capaneus thy verse extend | D2 |
| And sing with horror his prodigious end | D2 |
| Now wretched dipus deprived of sight | E2 |
| Led a long death in everlasting night | E2 |
| But while he dwells where not a cheerful ray | R |
| Can pierce the darkness and abhors the day | R |
| The clear reflecting mind presents his sin | F2 |
| In frightful views and makes it day within | F2 |
| Returning thoughts in endless circles roll | O |
| And thousand furies haunt his guilty soul | O |
| The wretch then lifted to th unpitying skies | T |
| Those empty orbs from whence he tore his eyes | T |
| Whose wounds yet fresh with bloody hands he strook | M |
| While from his breast these dreadful accents broke | M |
| Ye gods that o er the gloomy regions reign | J |
| Where guilty spirits feel eternal pain | J |
| Thou sable Styx whose livid streams are rolled | G2 |
| Through dreary coasts which I though blind behold | G2 |
| Tisiphone that oft hast heard my pray r | H2 |
| Assist if dipus deserve thy care | X |
| If you received me from Jocasta s womb | I2 |
| And nursed the hope of mischiefs yet to come | J2 |
| If leaving Polybus I took my way | R |
| To Cirrha s temple on that fatal day | R |
| When by the son the trembling father died | B2 |
| Where the three roads the Phocian fields divide | B2 |
| If I the Sphinx s riddles durst explain | J |
| Taught by thyself to win the promised reign | J |
| If wretched I by baleful furies led | K2 |
| With monstrous mixture stained my mother s bed | K2 |
| For hell and thee begot an impious brood | L2 |
| And with full lust those horrid joys renewed | L2 |
| Then se f condemned to shades of endless night | E2 |
| Forced from these orbs the bleeding balls of sight | E2 |
| If worthy thee and what thou mightst inspire | M2 |
| Oh hear and aid the vengeance I require | N2 |
| My sons their old unhappy sire despise | T |
| Spoiled of his kingdom and deprived of eyes | T |
| Guideless I wander unregarded mourn | O2 |
| Whilst these exalt their sceptres o er my urn | P2 |
| These sons ye gods who with flagitious pride | B2 |
| Insult my darkness and my groans deride | B2 |
| Art thou a father unregarding Jove | P |
| And sleeps thy thunder in the realms above | P |
| Thou fury then some lasting curse entail | Q2 |
| Which o er their children s children shall prevail | Q2 |
| Place on their heads that crown distained with gore | R2 |
| Which these dire hands from my slain father tore | R2 |
| Go and a parent s heavy curses bear | X |
| Break all the bonds of nature and prepare | X |
| Their kindred souls to mutual hate and war | R2 |
| Give them to dare what I might wish to see | E |
| Blind as I am some glorious villainy | P2 |
| Soon shalt thou find if thou but arm their hands | S2 |
| Their ready guilt preventing thy commands | S2 |
| Couldst thou some great proportioned mischief frame | Q |
| They d prove the father from whose loins they came | Q |
| The fury heard while on Cocytus brink | M |
| Her snakes untied sulphureous waters drink | M |
| But at the summons rolled her eyes around | H |
| And snatched the starting serpents from the ground | H |
| Not half so swiftly shoots along in air | X |
| The gliding lightning or descending star | H2 |
| Through crowds of airy shades she winged her flight | E2 |
| And dark dominions of the silent night | E2 |
| Swift as she passed the flitting ghosts withdrew | I |
| And the pale spectres trembled at her view | I |
| To th iron gates of T narus she flies | T |
| There spreads her dusky pinions to the skies | T |
| The day beheld and sick ning at the sight | E2 |
| Yelled her fair glories in the shades of night | E2 |
| Affrighted Atlas on the distant shore | R2 |
| Trembled and shook the heav ns and gods he bore | R2 |
| Now from beneath Malea s airy height | E2 |
| Aloft she sprung and steered to Thebes her flight | E2 |
| With eager speed the well known journey took | M |
| Nor here regrets the hell she late forsook | M |
| A hundred snakes her gloomy visage shade | T2 |
| A hundred serpents guard her horrid head | K2 |
| In her sunk eye balls dreadful meteors glow | U2 |
| Such rays from Ph be s bloody circle flow | U2 |
| When lab ring with strong charms she shoots from high | P |
| A fiery gleam and reddens all the sky | P |
| Blood stained her cheeks and from her mouth there came tie | P |
| Blue steaming poisons and a length of flame | Q |
| From ev ry blast of her contagious breath | V2 |
| Famine and drought proceed and plagues and death | V2 |
Pablius Papinius Statius
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