Met. 4.176excīdit.slipped from him. Met. 4.176Extemplō gracilēs ex aere catēnās
rētiaque et laqueōs, quae lūmina fallere possent,
ēlīmat (nōn illud opus tenuissima vincant
stāmina, nōn summō quae pendet arānea tignō),
180utque levēs tāctūs mōmentaque parva sequantur
efficit et lectō circumdata collocat arte.At once he files out fine chains of bronze, and nets and snares that could deceive the eye (the finest threads could not surpass that work, nor the spider's web that hangs from the topmost beam), and he makes them yield to light touches and the slightest movements, and places them skilfully arranged around the bed. Met. 4.182Ut vēnēre torum coniūnx et adulter in ūnum,
arte virī vinclīsque novā ratiōne parātīs
in mediīs ambō dēprēnsī amplexibus haerent.When the wife and the adulterer came together onto the one couch, by the husband's skill and the chains prepared in a novel way, both are caught and held fast in the midst of their embraces. Met. 4.185Lēmnius extemplō valvās patefēcit eburnās
admīsitque deōs: illī iacuēre ligātī
turpiter;At once the Lemnian threw open the ivory doors and let in the gods: the pair lay there bound, disgracefully; Met. 4.187atque aliquis dē dīs nōn trīstibus optat
sīc fierī turpis: superī rīsēre, diūque
haec fuit in tōtō notissima fābula caelō.and one of the gods, not of the gloomy sort, wishes he might be disgraced like that: the gods above laughed, and for a long time this was the most famous story in all heaven.
Met. 4.190Exigit indiciī memorem Cytherēia poenam,
inque vices illum, tēctōs quī laesit amōrēs,
laedit amōre parī.The Cytherean exacts a penalty that remembers the betrayal, and in turn she wounds him who wounded her secret love with a like love. Met. 4.192Quid nunc, Hyperīone nāte,
fōrma colorque tibi radiātaque lūmina prōsunt?What use to you now, son of Hyperion, are your beauty and your colour and your radiant light? Met. 4.194Nempe tuīs omnēs quī terrās ignibus ūris,
195ūreris igne novō;Indeed you, who scorch all lands with your fires, are scorched by a new fire; Met. 4.195quīque omnia cernere dēbēs,
Leucothoēn spectās, et virgine fīgis in ūnā,
quōs mundō dēbēs oculōs.and you who ought to look upon all things gaze at Leucothoe, and fix upon one girl the eyes you owe to the world. Met. 4.197Modo surgis Eōō
temperius caelō, modo sērius incidis undīs,
spectandīque morā brūmālēs porrigis hōrās,
200dēficis interdum, vitiumque in lūmina mentis
trānsit et obscūrus mortālia pectora terrēs.Now you rise too early in the eastern sky, now you sink too late into the waves, and through your lingering to look you lengthen the winter hours; at times you fail, and the sickness of your mind passes into your light, and darkened you terrify mortal hearts.
Met. 4.202Nec, tibi quod lūnae terrīs propiōris imāgō
obstiterit, pallēs: facit hunc amor iste colōrem.Nor are you pale because the image of the moon, nearer to the earth, has blocked you: it is that love of yours that makes this colour. Met. 4.204Dīligis hanc ūnam;You love her alone; Met. 4.204nec tē Clymenēque Rhodōsque
205nec tenet Aeaeae genetrīx pulcherrima Circēs,
quaeque tuōs Clytiē quamvīs dēspecta petēbat
concubitūs ipsōque illō grave vulnus habēbat
tempore: Leucothoē multārum oblīvia fēcit,
gentis odōriferae quam fōrmōsissima partū
210ēdidit Eurynomē.neither Clymene nor Rhodos holds you, nor the loveliest mother of Aeaean Circe, nor Clytie, who, though scorned, sought your bed and at that very time bore a grievous wound: Leucothoe made you forget many, she whom Eurynome, loveliest of the fragrant race, brought forth. Met. 4.210Sed postquam fīlia crēvit,
quam māter cūnctās, tam mātrem fīlia vīcit.But after the daughter grew up, as far as the mother surpassed all women, so far the daughter surpassed her mother. Met. 4.212Rēxit Achaemeniās urbēs pater Orchamus, isque
septimus ā prīscō numerātur orīgine Bēlō.Her father Orchamus ruled the Achaemenian cities, and he is counted seventh in descent from ancient Belus.
Met. 4.214Axe sub Hesperiō sunt pāscua Sōlis equōrum.Beneath the western sky lie the pastures of the Sun's horses. Met. 4.215Ambrosiam prō grāmine habent: ea fessa diurnīs
membra ministeriīs nūtrit reparatque labōrī.They have ambrosia instead of grass: it nourishes their limbs, weary from the day's service, and restores them for their labour. Met. 4.217Dumque ibi quadrupedēs caelestia pābula carpunt,
noxque vicem peragit, thalamōs deus intrat amātōs,
versus in Eurynomēs faciem genetrīcis, et inter
220bis sex Leucothoēn famulās ad lūmina cernit
levia versātō dūcentem stāmina fūsō.And while the steeds crop the heavenly fodder there and night takes its turn, the god enters the bedroom he loves, changed into the likeness of Eurynome, her mother, and among twelve maidservants he sees Leucothoe by lamplight, drawing out fine threads on the turning spindle. Met. 4.222Ergō ubi ceu māter cārae dedit ōscula nātae,
"rēs" ait "arcāna est.So when, like a mother, he had given kisses to his dear daughter, 'This,' he says, 'is a secret matter. Met. 4.223Famulae, discēdite nēve
ēripite arbitrium mātrī sēcrēta loquendī."Maids, withdraw, and do not take from a mother the right to speak in private.' Met. 4.225Pāruerant: thalamōque deus sine teste relictō
"ille ego sum" dīxit, "quī longum mētior annum,
omnia quī videō, per quem videt omnia tellūs,
mundī oculus.They had obeyed: and the god, the room left without a witness, said: 'I am he who measures out the long year, who see all things, through whom the earth sees all things, the eye of the world.
Met. 4.228Mihi, crēde, placēs."Believe me, you please me.' Met. 4.228Pavet illa, metūque
et colus et fūsus digitīs cecidēre remissīs.She is terrified, and in her fear both distaff and spindle fell from her slackened fingers. Met. 4.230Ipse timor decuit.Her very fear became her. Met. 4.230Nec longius ille morātus
in vēram rediit speciem solitumque nitōrem:
at virgō, quamvīs inopīnō territa vīsū,
victa nitōre deī posita vim passa querella est.Delaying no longer, he returned to his true appearance and his usual brilliance: and the girl, though terrified by the unexpected sight, overcome by the god's brilliance, endured his force without complaint. Met. 4.234Invīdit Clytiē (neque enim moderātus in illā
235Sōlis amor fuerat), stimulātaque paelicis īrā
vulgat adulterium diffāmātumque parentī
indicat.Clytie was envious (for the Sun's love for her had been beyond measure), and goaded by anger at her rival she spreads word of the affair and reveals the scandal, now noised abroad, to her father. Met. 4.237Ille ferōx inmānsuētusque precantem
tendentemque manūs ad lūmina Sōlis et "ille
vim tulit invītae" dīcentem dēfodit altā
240crūdus humō, tumulumque super gravis addit harēnae.He, fierce and unrelenting, as she prayed and stretched out her hands to the light of the Sun and said, 'He took me by force, against my will,' cruelly buried her deep in the ground, and over her he adds a mound of heavy sand.
Met. 4.241Dissipat hunc radiīs Hyperīone nātus iterque
dat tibi, quā possīs dēfossōs prōmere vultūs.Hyperion's son scatters this with his rays and gives you a way by which you might bring out your buried face. Met. 4.243Nec tū iam poterās ēnectum pondere terrae
tollere, nympha, caput corpusque exsangue iacēbās.But you could no longer raise your head, nymph, crushed by the weight of earth, and you lay a bloodless corpse. Met. 4.245Nīl illō fertur volucrum moderātor equōrum
post Phaethontēōs vīdisse dolentius ignēs.Nothing, it is said, did the driver of the winged horses see more grievous than this since the fires of Phaethon. Met. 4.247Ille quidem gelidōs radiōrum vīribus artūs
sī queat in vīvum temptat revocāre calōrem:
sed quoniam tantīs fātum cōnātibus obstat,
250nectare odōrātō sparsit corpusque locumque,
multaque praequestus "tangēs tamen aethera" dīxit.He tries indeed, by the power of his rays, to recall her chilled limbs to living warmth, if he can: but since fate opposes such great efforts, he sprinkled both body and place with fragrant nectar, and after much lamenting said, 'Yet you shall touch the sky.' Met. 4.252Prōtinus inbūtum caelestī nectare corpus
dilicuit terramque suō madefēcit odōre:
virgaque per glaebās sēnsim rādīcibus āctīs
255tūrea surrēxit tumulumque cacūmine rūpit.At once the body, steeped in heavenly nectar, melted away and soaked the earth with its fragrance: and a shoot of frankincense, gradually driving its roots through the clods, rose up and broke through the mound with its tip.
Met. 4.256At Clytiēn, quamvīs amor excūsāre dolōrem,
indiciumque dolor poterat, nōn amplius auctor
lūcis adit venerisque modum sibi fēcit in illā.But the author of light, though love could excuse her grief, and grief her betrayal, visits Clytie no more, and he put an end to his lovemaking with her. Met. 4.259Tābuit ex illō dēmenter amōribus ūsa
260nympha larum inpatiēns, et sub Iove nocte diēque
sēdit humō nūda, nūdīs incompta capillīs,
perque novem lūcēs expers undaeque cibīque
rōre merō lacrimīsque suīs iēiūnia pāvit
nec sē mōvit humō: tantum spectābat euntis
265ōra deī vultūsque suōs flectēbat ad illum.From then on the nymph, having used her love so madly, pined away, unable to endure the others, and under the open sky, night and day, she sat on the bare ground, with bare and unkempt hair, and for nine days, tasting neither water nor food, she fed her fasting only on pure dew and her own tears, and did not stir from the ground: she only gazed at the face of the god as he went, and turned her face towards him.
Met. 4.266Membra ferunt haesisse solō, partemque colōris
lūridus exsanguēs pallor convertit in herbās;They say her limbs clung to the soil, and a ghastly pallor changed part of her colour into bloodless greenery; Met. 4.268est in parte rubor, violaeque simillimus ōra
flōs tegit.in part there is a red flush, and a flower very like a violet covers her face. Met. 4.269Illa suum, quamvīs rādīce tenētur,
270vertitur ad Sōlem, mūtātaque servat amōrem."She, though held fast by a root, turns towards her Sun, and, though changed, keeps her love.'