Thebais - Book One - Part I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Fraternal rage the guilty Thebes alarmsA
Th alternate reign destroyed by impious armsA
Demand our song a sacred fury firesB
My ravished breast and all the muse inspiresC
O goddess say shall I deduce my rhymesD
From the dire nation in its early timesD
Europa s rape Agenor s stern decreeE
And Cadmus searching round the spacious seaE
How with the serpent s teeth he sowed the soilF
And reaped an iron harvest of his toilF
Or how from joining stones the city sprungG
While to his harp divine Amphion sungG
Or shall I Juno s hate to Thebes resoundH
Whose fatal rage th unhappy monarch foundH
The sire against the son his arrows drewI
O er the wide fields the furious mother flewI
And while her arms a second hope containJ
Sprung from the rocks and plunged into the mainJ
But waive whate er to Cadmus may belongK
And fix O muse the barrier of thy songK
At dipus from his disasters traceL
The long confusions of his guilty raceL
Nor yet attempt to stretch thy bolder wingM
And mighty C sar s conqu ring eagles singM
How twice he tamed proud Ister s rapid floodN
While Dacian mountains streamed with barb rous bloodN
Twice taught the Rhine beneath his laws to rollO
And stretched his empire to the frozen poleO
Or long before with early valour stroveP
In youthful arms t assert the cause of JoveP
And thou great heir of all thy father s fameQ
Increase of glory to the Latian nameQ
Oh bless thy Rome with an eternal reignJ
Nor let desiring worlds entreat in vainJ
What though the stars contract their heav nly spaceL
And crowd their shining ranks to yield thee placeL
Though all the skies ambitious of thy swayR
Conspire to court thee from our world awayR
Though Ph bus longs to mix his rays with thineS
And in thy glories more serenely shineS
Though Jove himself no less content would beE
To part his throne and share his heaven with theeE
Yet stay great C sar and vouchsafe to reignJ
O er the wide earth and o er the wat ry mainJ
Resign to Jove his empire of the skiesT
And people heav n with Roman deitiesU
The time will come when a diviner flameQ
Shall warm my breast to sing of C sar s fameQ
Meanwhile permit that my preluding museV
In Theban wars an humbler theme may chuseV
Of furious hate surviving death she singsW
A fatal throne to two contending kingsW
And fun ral flames that parting wide in airX
Express the discord of the souls they bearX
Of towns dispeopled and the wand ring ghostsY
Of kings unburied in the wasted coastsY
When Dirce s fountain blushed with Grecian bloodN
And Thetis near Ismenos swelling floodN
With dread beheld the rolling surges sweepZ
In heaps his slaughtered sons into the deepZ
What hero Clie wilt thou first relateA2
The rage of Tydeus or the prophet s fateA2
Or how with hills of slain on ev ry sideB2
Hippomedon repelled the hostile tideB2
Or how the youth with ev ry grace adornedC2
Untimely fell to be for ever mournedC2
Then to fierce Capaneus thy verse extendD2
And sing with horror his prodigious endD2
Now wretched dipus deprived of sightE2
Led a long death in everlasting nightE2
But while he dwells where not a cheerful rayR
Can pierce the darkness and abhors the dayR
The clear reflecting mind presents his sinF2
In frightful views and makes it day withinF2
Returning thoughts in endless circles rollO
And thousand furies haunt his guilty soulO
The wretch then lifted to th unpitying skiesT
Those empty orbs from whence he tore his eyesT
Whose wounds yet fresh with bloody hands he strookM
While from his breast these dreadful accents brokeM
Ye gods that o er the gloomy regions reignJ
Where guilty spirits feel eternal painJ
Thou sable Styx whose livid streams are rolledG2
Through dreary coasts which I though blind beholdG2
Tisiphone that oft hast heard my pray rH2
Assist if dipus deserve thy careX
If you received me from Jocasta s wombI2
And nursed the hope of mischiefs yet to comeJ2
If leaving Polybus I took my wayR
To Cirrha s temple on that fatal dayR
When by the son the trembling father diedB2
Where the three roads the Phocian fields divideB2
If I the Sphinx s riddles durst explainJ
Taught by thyself to win the promised reignJ
If wretched I by baleful furies ledK2
With monstrous mixture stained my mother s bedK2
For hell and thee begot an impious broodL2
And with full lust those horrid joys renewedL2
Then se f condemned to shades of endless nightE2
Forced from these orbs the bleeding balls of sightE2
If worthy thee and what thou mightst inspireM2
Oh hear and aid the vengeance I requireN2
My sons their old unhappy sire despiseT
Spoiled of his kingdom and deprived of eyesT
Guideless I wander unregarded mournO2
Whilst these exalt their sceptres o er my urnP2
These sons ye gods who with flagitious prideB2
Insult my darkness and my groans derideB2
Art thou a father unregarding JoveP
And sleeps thy thunder in the realms aboveP
Thou fury then some lasting curse entailQ2
Which o er their children s children shall prevailQ2
Place on their heads that crown distained with goreR2
Which these dire hands from my slain father toreR2
Go and a parent s heavy curses bearX
Break all the bonds of nature and prepareX
Their kindred souls to mutual hate and warR2
Give them to dare what I might wish to seeE
Blind as I am some glorious villainyP2
Soon shalt thou find if thou but arm their handsS2
Their ready guilt preventing thy commandsS2
Couldst thou some great proportioned mischief frameQ
They d prove the father from whose loins they cameQ
The fury heard while on Cocytus brinkM
Her snakes untied sulphureous waters drinkM
But at the summons rolled her eyes aroundH
And snatched the starting serpents from the groundH
Not half so swiftly shoots along in airX
The gliding lightning or descending starH2
Through crowds of airy shades she winged her flightE2
And dark dominions of the silent nightE2
Swift as she passed the flitting ghosts withdrewI
And the pale spectres trembled at her viewI
To th iron gates of T narus she fliesT
There spreads her dusky pinions to the skiesT
The day beheld and sick ning at the sightE2
Yelled her fair glories in the shades of nightE2
Affrighted Atlas on the distant shoreR2
Trembled and shook the heav ns and gods he boreR2
Now from beneath Malea s airy heightE2
Aloft she sprung and steered to Thebes her flightE2
With eager speed the well known journey tookM
Nor here regrets the hell she late forsookM
A hundred snakes her gloomy visage shadeT2
A hundred serpents guard her horrid headK2
In her sunk eye balls dreadful meteors glowU2
Such rays from Ph be s bloody circle flowU2
When lab ring with strong charms she shoots from highP
A fiery gleam and reddens all the skyP
Blood stained her cheeks and from her mouth there came tieP
Blue steaming poisons and a length of flameQ
From ev ry blast of her contagious breathV2
Famine and drought proceed and plagues and deathV2

Pablius Papinius Statius



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