Met. 13.576Nōn vacat Aurōrae, quamquam īsdem fāverat armīs,
clādibus et cāsū Troiaeque Hecubaeque movērī.Aurora, though she had favoured the same side in arms, has no leisure to be moved by the disasters and the fall of Troy and of Hecuba. Met. 13.578Cūra deam proprior lūctusque domesticus angit
Memnonis āmissī, Phrygiīs quem lūtea campīs
580vīdit Achillēā pereuntem cuspide māter:
vīdit, et ille rubor, quō mātūtīna rubēscunt
tempora, palluerat, latuitque in nūbibus aethēr.A nearer care and a grief in her own house torment the goddess, for lost Memnon, whom his saffron mother saw perishing on the Phrygian plains by the spear of Achilles: she saw, and that redness with which the morning hours grow red had turned pale, and the sky hid itself in clouds. Met. 13.583At nōn impositōs suprēmīs ignibus artus
sustinuit spectāre parēns, sed crīne solūtō,
585sīcut erat, magnī genibus prōcumbere nōn est
dēdignāta Iovis lacrimīsque hās addere vōcēs:
"Omnibus īnferior, quās sustinet aureus aethēr
(nam mihi sunt tōtum rārissima templa per orbem),
dīva tamen vēnī, nōn ut dēlūbra diēsque
590dēs mihi sacrificōs calitūrāsque ignibus ārās.But his mother could not bear to watch his limbs laid on the final fire; with her hair loosened, just as she was, she did not disdain to fall at the knees of great Jupiter and add these words to her tears: 'Lowest of all whom the golden heaven supports (for my temples are the rarest in the whole world), yet a goddess, I have come, not that you may give me shrines and days of sacrifice and altars to grow hot with fires.
Met. 13.591Sī tamen adspiciās, quantum tibi fēmina praestem,
tum cum lūce novā noctis cōnfīnia servō,
praemia danda putēs;Yet if you were to consider how much I, a woman, do for you, when with new light I guard the borders of night, you would think a reward should be given; Met. 13.593sed nōn ea cūra neque hic est
nunc status Aurōrae, meritōs ut poscat honōrēs:
595Memnonis orba meī veniō, quī fortia frūstrā
prō patruō tulit arma suō prīmīsque sub annīs
occīdit ā fortī, sīc vōs voluistis, Achille.but that is not my concern, nor is Aurora's state now such that she should ask for honours deserved: I come bereft of my Memnon, who bore brave arms in vain for his uncle, and in his early years fell at the hands of brave Achilles; so you gods willed it. Met. 13.598Dā, precor, huic aliquem, sōlācia mortis, honōrem,
summē deum rēctor, māternaque vulnera lēnī."Grant him, I pray, some honour as a consolation for his death, highest ruler of the gods, and soothe a mother's wounds.' Met. 13.600Iuppiter adnuerat, cum Memnonis arduus altō
corruit igne rogus nigrīque volūmine fūmī
īnfēcēre diem (velutī cum flūmina nātās
exhālant nebulās, nec sōl admittitur īnfrā);Jupiter had nodded assent, when the tall pyre of Memnon collapsed in high flames and coils of black smoke darkened the day (as when rivers breathe out the mists born of them, and the sun is not let in beneath); Met. 13.604ātra favilla volat glomerātaque corpus in ūnum
605dēnsētur faciemque capit sūmitque calōrem
atque animam ex ignī (levitās sua praebuit alās),
et prīmō similis volucrī, mox vēra volucris
īnsonuit pennīs: pariter sonuēre sorōrēs
innumerae, quibus est eadem nātālis orīgō,
610terque rogum lūstrant, et cōnsonus exit in aurās
ter plangor: quartō sēdūcunt castra volātū.the dark ash flies up, and, rolled together into a single body, thickens and takes shape and draws heat and life from the fire (its own lightness supplied wings), and at first like a bird, soon a true bird, it whirred with its wings: at the same time countless sisters whirred, who have the same origin of birth, and three times they circle the pyre, and three times a harmonious wailing goes out into the air: on the fourth flight they separate into two camps.
Met. 13.612Tam duo dīversā populī dē parte ferōcēs
bella gerunt rōstrīsque et aduncīs unguibus īrās
exercent alāsque adversaque pectora iactant
615īnferiaeque cadunt cinerī cognāta sepultō
corpora sēque virō fortī meminēre creātās.Then the two fierce flocks wage war from opposite sides, and vent their anger with beaks and hooked talons, and beat wings and breasts against each other, and the bodies, akin to the buried ashes, fall as offerings to the dead and remember that they were born from a brave man. Met. 13.617praepetibus subitīs nōmen facit auctor: ab illō
Memnonidēs dictae, cum sōl duodēna perēgit
signa, parentālī moritūrae vōce rebellant.Their founder gives a name to the sudden birds: after him they are called the Memnonides; when the sun has run through the twelve signs, they renew their war, to die with a cry of mourning for their parent. Met. 13.620Ergō aliīs lātrāsse Dymantida flēbile vīsum est:
lūctibus est Aurōra suīs intenta, piāsque
nunc quoque dat lacrimās et tōtō rōrat in orbe.So, while to others it seemed pitiful that the daughter of Dymas had barked, Aurora is intent on her own griefs, and now too she sheds loving tears and drops dew over the whole world.