Met. 11.266Fēlīx et nātō, fēlīx et coniuge Pēleus
et cui, sī dēmās iugulātī crīmina Phōcī,
omnia contigerant.Happy in his son, happy in his wife was Peleus, a man to whom, if you take away the guilt of the murdered Phocus, everything had fallen. Met. 11.268Frāternō sanguine sontem
expulsumque domō patriā Trachīnia tellūs
270accipit.Guilty of a brother's blood and driven from his father's house, he is received by the land of Trachis. Met. 11.270Hīc regnum sine vī, sine caede regēbat
Lūciferō genitōre satus patriumque nitōrem
ōre ferēns Cēyx, illō quī tempore maestus
dissimilisque suī frātrem lūgēbat adēmptum.Here, without violence, without bloodshed, ruled Ceyx, sprung from Lucifer as his father and bearing his father's brightness in his face, who at that time, sorrowful and unlike himself, was mourning the loss of his brother. Met. 11.274Quō postquam Aeacidēs fessus cūrāque viāque
275vēnit et intrāvit paucīs comitantibus urbem,
quōsque gregēs pecorum, quae sēcum armenta trahēbat,
haud procul ā mūrīs sub opācā valle relīquit,
cōpia cum facta est adeundī prīma tyrannī,
vēlāmenta manū praetendēns supplice, quī sit
280sē quoque satus, memorat, tantum sua crīmina cēlat
mentīturque fugae causam: petit, urbe vel agrō
sē iuvet.When the son of Aeacus, worn out with care and travel, came there and entered the city with a few companions, and had left the flocks of sheep and the herds of cattle which he was driving with him not far from the walls in a shady valley, as soon as he had his first chance of approaching the ruler, holding out the olive-branches in a suppliant hand, he tells him who he is and from whom he was born, only hides his crimes and lies about the reason for his flight: he asks him to help him with a city or with land.
Met. 11.282Hunc contrā placidō Trachīnius ōre
tālibus adloquitur: "Mediae quoque commoda plēbī
nostra patent, Pēleu, nec inhospita regna tenēmus.In reply the Trachinian addresses him with a calm face in these words: 'Our advantages lie open even to the common people, Peleus, and the kingdom we hold is not inhospitable. Met. 11.285Adicis huic animō mōmenta potentia, clārum
nōmen avumque Iovem.To this disposition of mine you add powerful influences, a famous name and Jupiter as your grandfather. Met. 11.286Nē tempora perde precandō!Do not waste time in pleading! Met. 11.287Quod petis, omne ferēs tuaque haec prō parte vocātō,
quāliacumque vidēs!All that you ask you shall have, and call all this, whatever you see, in part your own! Met. 11.288Utinam meliōra vidērēs!'
Et flēbat: moveat tantōs quae causa dolōrēs,
290Pēleusque comitēsque rogant.Would that you saw better things!' And he wept: Peleus and his companions ask what cause stirs such grief. Met. 11.290Quibus ille prōfātur:
"Forsitan hanc volucrem, raptō quae vīvit et omnēs
terret avēs, semper pennās habuisse putētis:
ācer erat bellōque ferōx ad vimque parātus,
295nōmine Daedaliōn.To them he says: 'Perhaps you think that this bird, which lives on plunder and terrifies all birds, has always had feathers: he was keen, and fierce in war and ready for violence, Daedalion by name.
Met. 11.295Illō genitōre creātīs,
quī vocat aurōram caelōque novissimus exit,
(cūra mihi pāx est) pācis mihi cūra tenendae
coniugiīque fuit, frātrī fera bella placēbant:
illīus virtūs rēgēs gentēsque subēgit,
300quae nunc Thisbaeās agitat mūtāta columbās.We were sons of the father who summons the dawn and leaves the sky last; I cared for peace, my care was to keep the peace and my marriage, but my brother delighted in savage wars: his valour subdued kings and nations, and now, transformed, it harries the doves of Thisbe. Met. 11.301Nāta erat huic Chionē.To him had been born Chione. Met. 11.301Quae dōtātissimā fōrmā
mīlle procōs habuit, bis septem nūbilis annīs.Richly dowered with beauty, she had a thousand suitors, ripe for marriage at twice seven years. Met. 11.303Forte revertentēs Phoebus Māiāque creātus,
ille suīs Delphīs, hic vertice Cyllēnēō,
305vīdēre hanc pariter, pariter trāxēre calōrem.By chance Phoebus and the son of Maia, returning, the one from his Delphi, the other from the peak of Cyllene, saw her at the same moment, and at the same moment caught the fire. Met. 11.306Spem veneris differt in tempora noctis Apollo,
nōn fert ille morās virgāque movente sopōrem
virginis ōs tangit: tāctū iacet illa potentī
vimque deī patitur.Apollo puts off his hope of love until the hours of night; the other brooks no delay, and with his sleep-bringing wand touches the girl's face: at the potent touch she lies still and suffers the god's violence.
Met. 11.309Nox caelum sparserat astrīs:
310Phoebus anum simulat praereptaque gaudia sūmit.Night had sprinkled the sky with stars: Phoebus takes the form of an old woman and enjoys the pleasures already snatched before him. Met. 11.311Ut sua mātūrus complēvit tempora venter,
ālipedis dē stirpe deī versūta prōpāgō
nāscitur, Autolycus, fūrtum ingeniōsus ad omne,
candida dē nigrīs et dē candentibus ātra
315quī facere adsuērat, patriae nōn dēgener artis;When her ripened womb had fulfilled its time, from the stock of the wing-footed god is born a crafty offspring, Autolycus, ingenious at every kind of theft, who was used to making white from black and black from white, no unworthy heir to his father's art; Met. 11.316nāscitur ē Phoebō (namque est ēnīxa gemellōs)
carmine vōcālī clārus citharāque Philammōn.born of Phoebus (for she bore twins) is Philammon, famed for his tuneful song and his cithara. Met. 11.318Quid peperisse duōs et dīs placuisse duōbus
et fortī genitōre et prōgenitōre Tonantī
320esse satam prōdest?What good is it to her to have borne two sons and to have pleased two gods, and to be sprung from a brave father and to have the Thunderer as ancestor?
Met. 11.320An obest quoque glōria?Or is glory too a harm? Met. 11.320multīs
Offuit, huic certē!To many it has been a harm, to her certainly! Met. 11.321Quae sē praeferre Diānae
sustinuit faciemque deae culpāvit.She dared to set herself above Diana and found fault with the goddess's looks. Met. 11.322At illī
īra ferōx mōta est "factīs" que "placēbimus" inquit.But fierce anger was stirred in the goddess, and she said, 'With deeds, then, we shall please her.' Met. 11.324Nec mora, curvāvit cornū nervōque sagittam
325impulit et meritam trāiēcit harundine linguam.Without delay she bent her bow, drove an arrow from the string and pierced with the shaft the tongue that had earned it. Met. 11.326Lingua tacet, nec vōx temptātaque verba sequuntur,
cōnantemque loquī cum sanguine vīta relīquit.The tongue falls silent, neither voice nor the words she attempted follow, and as she tried to speak, life left her together with her blood. Met. 11.328Quō miser amplexus ego tum patriumque dolōrem
corde tulī frātrīque piō sōlācia dīxī!How wretchedly I then embraced her, and bore a father's grief in my heart, and spoke words of comfort to my loving brother!
Met. 11.330Quae pater haud aliter quam cautēs murmura pontī
accipit et nātam dēlāmentātur adēmptam.These words her father receives no differently than a crag receives the murmurs of the sea, and laments his daughter taken from him. Met. 11.332Ut vērō ārdentem vīdit, quater impetus illī
in mediōs fuit īre rogōs;But when he saw her burning, four times he made a rush to go into the midst of the pyre; Met. 11.333quater inde repulsus
concita membra fugae mandat similisque iuvencō
335spīcula crābrōnum pressā cervīce gerentī,
quā via nūlla, ruit.four times driven back from there, he commits his frenzied limbs to flight and, like a bullock bearing the stings of hornets in its pressed neck, rushes where there is no path. Met. 11.336Iam tum mihi currere vīsus
plūs homine est, alāsque pedēs sūmpsisse putārēs.Even then he seemed to me to run faster than a man, and you would have thought his feet had taken wings. Met. 11.338Effūgit ergō omnēs vēlōxque cupīdine lētī
vertice Parnāsī potītur.So he escapes them all and, swift with desire for death, reaches the summit of Parnassus.
Met. 11.339Miserātus Apollo,
340cum sē Daedaliōn saxō mīsisset ab altō,
fēcit avem et subitīs pendentem sustulit alīs
ōraque adunca dedit, curvōs dedit unguibus hāmōs,
virtūtem antīquam, maiōrēs corpore vīrēs.Apollo, pitying him, when Daedalion had thrown himself from the high rock, made him a bird, lifted him on sudden wings as he hung there, and gave him a hooked mouth, gave him curved talons on his claws, his old courage, and strength greater than his body. Met. 11.344Et nunc accipiter, nūllī satis aequus, in omnēs
345saevit avēs aliīsque dolēns fit causa dolendī."And now, a hawk, kind to none, he rages against all birds, and in his own grief becomes a cause of grief to others.' Met. 11.346Quae dum Lūciferō genitus mīrācula narrat
dē cōnsorte suō, cursū festīnus anhēlō
advolat armentī custōs Phōcēus Onetor
et "Pēleu, Pēleu!While the son of Lucifer tells these wonders about his brother, the keeper of the herd, Onetor the Phocian, flies up, hurrying with panting speed, and 'Peleus, Peleus! Met. 11.349magnae tibi nūntius adsum
350clādis" ait.I come to you as the messenger of a great disaster,' he says.
Met. 11.350Quodcumque ferat, iubet ēdere Pēleus,
pendet et ipse metū trepidī Trachīnius ōris.Peleus bids him tell whatever he brings, and the Trachinian himself hangs in fear on his trembling lips.