Join in my work, and to my numbers bring or of Delia's train VIRGIL. Diana is so called from Delos, the chief island of the Cyclades, in the Archipelago, where she was born; she is the daughter of Jupiter and Latona. The Oreads and Dryads were her attendants, she is fabled as the moon, and Delia's train represents the other planets, that is, the nymphs feigned to attend Diana. She is likewise the goddess of hunting. 393 To Pales The goddess of sheepfolds and of pastures among the Romans, she was worshipped with great solemnity at Rome, and her festivals are called Palila, celebrated the day that Romulus began to lay the foundation of the city of Rome. Thy fields, propitious Pales, I rehearse; Pomona when she fled Pomona, a nymph at Rome, who was supposed to preside over gardens, and to be the goddess of all sorts of fruit trees. She had a temple at Rome, and a regular priest called Flamen Pomonalis, who offered sacrifices to her divinity for the preservation of fruit. 395 Verlumnus 395 A deity among the Romans, who presided over the spring and orchards. He married Pomona, and is represented as a young man crowned with flowers, holding in his right hand fruit, and a crown of plenty in his left. . or to Ceres in her prime The goddess of corn and of harvests, daughter of Saturn and Vesta, mother of Proserpine (already explained). Ceres is metaphorically called bread and corn. 440 Or of reviv'd Adonis, Adonis is said to have received a mortal bite from a wild boar which he had wounded, and Venus after shedding tears at his death, changed into a flower called Anemony. Proserpine is said to have restored him to life, on condition that he should spend six months with her, and the rest of the year with Venus. This implies the alternate return of summer and winter. 441 Alcinous, host of old Laertes's son Ulysses, the son of Laertes, was shipwreck'd on the coast of Phæacia in the reign of Alcinous, is awaken'd by the voice of Nausicaa. Homer's Odyssey, Book 4. Meantime (the care and fav'rite of the skies), Wak'd by the shrilling sound, Ulysses rose, On what new region is Ulysses tost: Or men whose bosom tender pity warms? The voice of nymphs that haunt the sylvan bowr's, The fair-hair'd dryads of the shady wood; Or azure daughters of the silver flood; Or human voice? But, issuing from the shades, Why cease I straight to learn what sound invades? Then, where the grove with leaves umbrageous bends, With forceful strength a branch the hero rends; Beat by rude blasts, and wet with wintry show'rs, Descends terrific from the mountains brow; (The steer or stag); or, with keen hunger bold, All but the nymph: the nymph stood fix'd alone, Or prostrate at her knee address the pray❜r. Thus seems the palm with stately honours crown'd By Phoebus' altars; thus o'erlooks the ground; The pride of Delos. (By the Delian coast I voyag'd, leader of a warrior host, But ah how chang'd! from thence my sorrow flows; O fatal voyage, source of all my woes! Raptur'd I stood, and at this hour, amaz'd, Outcast I rove, familiar with the storms! Once more I view the face of human kind, To guard the wretched from th' inclement sky: To whom the nymph: O stranger cease thy care; But since thou tread'st our hospitable shore, Then to her maids-Why, why ye coward train |