|5. Catullus, Poems, 64.50-64.264 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE)
Tagged with subjects: • Ariadne • Ariadne, and Bacchus • Ariadne, and Theseus • Ariadne, in group depiction • Bacchante, Ariadne as • Eros, and Ariadne • wall paintings, Ariadne and Theseus (Pompeii) • wall paintings, Ariadne and TheseusCasa della Soffitta, Pompeii)
Found in books: Elsner (2007) 69, 73, 74, 77, 95; Jenkyns (2013) 41; Johnson (2008) 37
|64.50. This be a figured cloth with forms of manhood primeval 64.51. Showing by marvel-art the gifts and graces of heroes.' "64.52. Here upon Dia's strand wave-resot, ever-regarding" '64.53. Theseus borne from sight outside by fleet of the fleetest, 64.54. Stands Ariadne with heart full-filled with furies unbated,' "64.55. Nor can her sense as yet believe she 'spies the espied," '64.56. When like one that awakes new roused from slumber deceptive, 64.57. Sees she her hapless self lone left on loneliest sandbank: 64.58. While as the mindless youth with oars disturbeth the shallows, 64.59. Casts to the windy storms what vows he vainly had vowed. 64.60. Him through the sedges afar the sad-eyed maiden of Minos, 64.61. Likest a Bacchant-girl stone-carven, (O her sorrow!)' "64.62. 'Spies, a-tossing the while on sorest billows of love-care." '64.63. Now no more on her blood-hued hair fine fillets retains she, 64.64. No more now light veil conceals her bosom erst hidden, 64.65. Now no more smooth zone contains her milky-hued paplets: 64.66. All gear dropping adown from every part of her person 64.67. Thrown, lie fronting her feet to the briny wavelets a sea-toy. 64.68. But at such now no more of her veil or her fillet a-floating 64.69. Had she regard: on you, Theseus! all of her heart-strength, 64.70. All of her sprite, her mind, forlorn, were evermore hanging. 64.71. Ah, sad soul, by grief and grievance driven beside you, 64.72. Sowed Erycina first those brambly cares in thy bosom, 64.73. What while issuing fierce with will enstarkened, Theseu 64.74. Forth from the bow-bent shore Piraean putting a-seaward 64.75. Reacht the Gortynian roofs where dwelt the injurious Monarch.' "64.76. For 'twas told of yore how forced by pestilence cruel," '64.77. Eke as a blood rite due for the Androgeonian murder, 64.78. Many a chosen youth and the bloom of damsels unmarried 64.79. Food for the Minotaur, Cecropia was wont to befurnish. 64.80. Seeing his narrow walls in such wise vexed with evils, 64.81. Theseus of freest will for dear-loved Athens his body 64.82. offered a victim so that no more to Crete be deported 64.83. Lives by Cecropia doomed to burials burying nowise; 64.84. Then with a swifty ship and soft breathed breezes a-stirring, 64.85. Sought he Minos the Haughty where homed in proudest of Mansions. 64.86. Him as with yearning glance forthright espied the royal 64.87. Maiden, whom pure chaste couch aspiring delicate odour 64.88. Cherisht, in soft embrace of a mother comforted all-whiles,' "64.89. (E'en as the myrtles begot by the flowing floods of Eurotas," '64.90. Or as the tincts distinct brought forth by breath of the springtide) 64.91. Never the burning lights of her eyes from gazing upon him 64.92. Turned she, before fierce flame in all her body conceived she 64.93. Down in its deepest depths and burning within her marrow. 64.94. Ah, with unmitigate heart exciting wretchedmost furies,' "64.95. You, Boy sacrosanct! man's grief and gladness commingling," '64.96. You too of Golgos Queen and Lady of leafy Idalium ,' "64.97. Whelm'd you in what manner waves that maiden fantasy-fired," '64.98. All for a blond-haired youth suspiring many a singulf! 64.99. Whiles how dire was the dread she dreed in languishing heart-strings; 64.100. How yet more, ever more, with golden splendour she paled! 64.101. Whenas yearning to mate his might with the furious monster 64.102. Theseus braved his death or sought the prizes of praises. 64.103. Then of her gifts to gods not ingrate, nor profiting naught, 64.104. Promise with silent lip, addressed she timidly vowing. 64.105. For as an oak that shakes on topmost summit of Tauru 64.106. Its boughs, or cone-growing pine from bole bark resin exuding, 64.107. Whirlwind of passing might that twists the stems with its storm-blasts, 64.108. Uproots, deracinates, forthright its trunk to the farthest, 64.109. Prone falls, shattering wide what lies in line of its downfall,— 64.110. Thus was that wildling flung by Theseus and vanquisht of body, 64.111. Vainly tossing its horns and goring the wind to no purpose. 64.112. Thence with abounding praise returned he, guiding his footsteps, 64.113. While a fine drawn thread checked steps in wander abounding, 64.114. Lest when issuing forth of the winding maze labyrinthine 64.115. Baffled become his track by inobservable error. 64.116. But for what cause should I, from early subject digressing, 64.117. Tell of the daughter who the face of her sire unseeing,' "64.118. Eke her sister's embrace nor less her mother's endearments," '64.119. Who in despair bewept her hapless child that so gladly 64.120. Chose before every and each the lively wooing of Theseus? 64.121. Or how borne by the ship to the yeasting shore-line of Dia 64.122. Came she? or how when bound her eyes in bondage of slumber 64.123. Left her that chosen mate with mind unmindful departing? 64.124. often (they tell) with heart inflamed by fiery fury 64.125. Poured she shrilling of shrieks from deepest depths of her bosom; 64.126. Now she would sadly scale the broken faces of mountains, 64.127. Whence she might overglance the boundless boiling of billows,' "64.128. Then she would rush to bestem the salt-plain's quivering wavelet" '64.129. And from her ankles bare the dainty garment uplifting,' "64.130. Spoke she these words ('tis said) from sorrow's deepest abysses," '64.131. While from her tear-drencht face outburst cold shivering sobs. 64.132. "Thus from my patrial shore, O traitor, hurried to exile, 64.133. Me on a lonely strand hast left, perfidious Theseus? 64.134. Thus wise farest, despite the godhead of Deities spurned, 64.135. (Reckless, alas!) to your home convoying perjury-curses? 64.136. Naught, then, ever availed that mind of cruelest counsel 64.137. Alter? No saving grace in you was evermore ready, 64.138. That to have pity on me vouchsafed your pitiless bosom? 64.139. Nevertheless not in past time such were the promises wordy 64.140. Lavished; nor such hopes to me the hapless were bidden; 64.141. But the glad married joys, the longed-for pleasures of wedlock. 64.142. All now empty and vain, by breath of the breezes bescattered! 64.143. Now, let woman no more trust her to man when he sweareth,' "64.144. Ne'er let her hope to find or truth or faith in his pleadings," '64.145. Who when lustful thought forelooks to somewhat attaining, 64.146. Never an oath they fear, shall spare no promise to promise. 64.147. Yet no sooner they sate all lewdness and lecherous fancy, 64.148. Nothing remember of words and reck they naught of fore-swearing. 64.149. Certes, you did I snatch from midmost whirlpool of ruin 64.150. Deadly, and held it cheap loss of a brother to suffer 64.151. Rather than fail your need (O false!) at hour the supremest. 64.152. Therefore my limbs are doomed to be torn of birds, and of feral 64.153. Prey, nor shall upheapt Earth afford a grave to my body.' "64.154. Say me, what lioness bare you 'neath lone rock of the desert?" '64.155. What sea spued you conceived from out the spume of his surges! 64.156. What manner Syrt, what ravening Scylla, what vasty Charybdis? 64.157. you who for sweet life saved such meeds are lief of returning! 64.158. If never willed your breast with me to mate you in marriage, 64.159. Hating the savage law decreed by primitive parent,' "64.160. Still of your competence 'twas within your household to home me," '64.161. Where I might serve as slave in gladsome service familiar, 64.162. Laving your snow-white feet in clearest chrystalline water 64.163. Or with its purpling gear your couch in company strewing. 64.164. Yet for what cause should I complain in vain to the winds that unknow me,' "64.165. (I so beside me with grief!) which ne'er of senses endued" '64.166. Hear not the words sent forth nor aught avail they to answer? 64.167. Now be his course well-nigh engaged in midway of ocean, 64.168. Nor any mortal shape appears in barrens of sea-wrack. 64.169. Thus at the latest hour with insults over-sufficient' "64.170. E'en to my plaints fere Fate begrudges ears that would hear me." '64.171. Jupiter ! Lord of All-might, Oh would in days that are bygone' "64.172. Ne'er had Cecropian poops toucht ground at Gnossian foreshore," '64.173. Nor to the unconquered Bull that tribute direful conveying 64.174. Had the false Seaman bound to Cretan island his hawser,' "64.175. Nor had yon evil wight, 'neath shape the softest hard purpose" '64.176. Hiding, enjoyed repose within our mansion beguested! 64.177. Whither can wend I now? What hope lends help to the lost one? 64.178. Idomenean mounts shall I scale? Ah, parted by whirlpool 64.179. Widest, yon truculent main where yields it power of passage? 64.180. Aid of my sire can I crave? Whom I willing abandoned, 64.181. Treading in tracks of a youth bewrayed with blood of a brother! 64.182. Can I console my soul with the helpful love of a helpmate 64.183. Who flies me with pliant oars, flies overbounding the sea-depths? 64.184. Nay, if this Coast I quit, this lone isle lends me no roof-tree, 64.185. Nor aught issue allows begirt by billows of Ocean: 64.186. Nowhere is path for flight: none hope shows: all things are silent: 64.187. All be a desolate waste: all makes display of destruction. 64.188. Yet never close these eyes in latest languor of dying,' "64.189. Ne'er from my wearied frame go forth slow-ebbing my senses," '64.190. Ere from the Gods just doom implore I, treason-betrayed, 64.191. And with my breath supreme firm faith of Celestials invoke I.' "64.192. Therefore, O you who 'venge man's deed with penalties direful," '64.193. Eumenides! aye wont to bind with viperous hairlock 64.194. Foreheads,—Oh, deign outspeak fierce wrath from bosom outbreathing, 64.195. Hither, Oh hither, speed, and lend you all ear to my grievance, 64.196. Which now sad I (alas!) outpour from innermost vital 64.197. Maugre my will, sans help, blind, fired with furious madness. 64.198. And, as indeed all spring from veriest core of my bosom, 64.199. Suffer you not the cause of grief and woe to evanish; 64.200. But with the Will wherewith could Theseus leave me in loneness, 64.201. Goddesses! bid that Will lead him, lead his, to destruction."' "64.202. E'en as she thus poured forth these words from anguish of bosom," '64.203. And for this cruel deed, distracted, sued she for vengeance, 64.204. Nodded the Ruler of Gods Celestial, matchless of All-might, 64.205. When at the gest earth-plain and horrid spaces of ocean 64.206. Trembled, and every sphere rockt stars and planets resplendent. 64.207. Meanwhile Theseus himself, obscured in blindness of darkne' "64.208. As to his mind, dismiss'd from breast oblivious all thing" '64.209. Erewhile enjoined and held hereto in memory constant, 64.210. Nor for his saddened sire the gladness-signals uphoisting 64.211. Heralded safe return within sight of the Erechthean harbour.' "64.212. For 'twas told of yore, when from walls of the Virginal Dee" '64.213. Aegeus speeding his son, to the care of breezes committed, 64.214. Thus with a last embrace to the youth spoke words of commandment: 64.215. "Son! far nearer my heart (you alone) than life of the longest, 64.216. Son, I perforce dismiss to doubtful, dangerous chances, 64.217. Lately restored to me when eld draws nearest his ending, 64.218. Since such fortune in me, and in you such boiling of valour 64.219. Tear you away from me so loath, whose eyes in their languor 64.220. Never are sated with sight of my son, all-dearest of figures. 64.221. Nor will I send you forth with joy that gladdens my bosom, 64.222. Nor will I suffer you show boon signs of favouring Fortune,' "64.223. But from my soul I'll first express an issue of sorrow," '64.224. Soiling my hoary hairs with dust and ashes commingled; 64.225. Then will I hang stained sails fast-made to the wavering yard-arms, 64.226. So shall our mourning thought and burning torture of spirit 64.227. Show by the dark sombre-dye of Iberian canvas spread. 64.228. But, grant me the grace Who dwells in Sacred Itone, 64.229. (And our issue to guard and ward the seats of Erechtheu 64.230. Sware She) that if your right is besprent with blood of the Man-Bull,' "64.231. Then do you so-wise act, and stored in memory's heart-core" '64.232. Dwell these mandates of me, no time their traces untracing. 64.233. Dip, when first shall arise our hills to gladden your eye-glance, 64.234. Down from your every mast the ill-omened vestments of mourning, 64.235. Then let the twisten ropes upheave the whitest of canvas, 64.235. Wherewith splendid shall gleam the tallest spars of the top-mast, 64.236. These seeing sans delay with joy exalting my spirit 64.237. Well shall I wot boon Time sets you returning before me." 64.238. Such were the mandates which stored at first in memory constant' "64.239. Faded from Theseus' mind like mists, compelled by the whirlwind," '64.240. Fleet from aerial crests of mountains hoary with snow-drifts.' "64.241. But as the sire had sought the citadel's summit for outlook," '64.242. Wasting his anxious eyes with tear-floods evermore flowing,' "64.243. Forthright e'en as he saw the sail-gear darkened with dye-stain," "64.244. Headlong himself flung he from the sea-cliff's pinnacled summit" '64.245. Holding his Theseus lost by doom of pitiless Fortune. 64.246. Thus as he came to the home funest, his roof-tree paternal, 64.247. Theseus (vaunting the death), what dule to the maiden of Mino' "64.248. Dealt with unminding mind so dree'd he similar dolour." '64.249. She too gazing in grief at the kelson vanishing slowly, 64.250. Self-wrapt, manifold cares revolved in spirit perturbed. ON ANOTHER PART OF THE COVERLET 64.251. But from the further side came flitting bright-faced Iacchu 64.252. Girded by Satyr-crew and Nysa-reared Sileni 64.253. Burning with love unto thee (Ariadne!) and greeting thy presence. 64.254. Who flocking eager to fray did rave with infuriate spirit, 64.255. "Evoe" frenzying loud, with heads at "Evoe" rolling. 64.256. Brandisht some of the maids their thyrsi sheathed of spear-point, 64.257. Some snatcht limbs and joints of sturlings rended to pieces, 64.258. These girt necks and waists with writhing bodies of vipers, 64.259. Those with the gear enwombed in crates dark orgies ordained—' "64.260. Orgies that ears profane must vainly lust for o'er hearing—" '64.261. Others with palms on high smote hurried strokes on the cymbal, 64.262. Or from the polisht brass woke thin-toned tinkling music, 64.263. While from the many there boomed and blared hoarse blast of the horn-trump, 64.264. And with its horrid skirl loud shrilled the barbarous bag-pipe''. None|
|11. Pausanias, Description of Greece, 2.23.8, 5.16.6-5.16.7, 9.12.4, 9.40.3 (2nd cent. CE - 2nd cent. CE)
Tagged with subjects: • Ariadne • Ariadne, and Dionysos • Ariadne, and mortality • Ariadne, cult of • Chalcidian vases, kylix with Dionysus and Ariadne in chariot (Phineus cup) • Dionysos, and Ariadne • Phineus cup (Chalcidian kylix with Dionysus and Ariadne in chariot)
Found in books: Bernabe et al (2013) 268; Edmunds (2021) 4; Lyons (1997) 42, 94, 126, 128; Simon (2021) 299, 316
2.23.8. Κρησίου δὲ ὕστερον ὠνομάσθη, διότι Ἀριάδνην ἀποθανοῦσαν ἔθαψεν ἐνταῦθα. Λυκέας δὲ λέγει κατασκευαζομένου δεύτερον τοῦ ναοῦ κεραμέαν εὑρεθῆναι σορόν, εἶναι δὲ Ἀριάδνης αὐτήν· καὶ αὐτός τε καὶ ἄλλους Ἀργείων ἰδεῖν ἔφη τὴν σορόν. πλησίον δὲ τοῦ Διονύσου καὶ Ἀφροδίτης ναός ἐστιν Οὐρανίας.
5.16.6. αἱ πόλεις δὲ ἀφʼ ὧν τὰς γυναῖκας εἵλοντο, ἦσαν Ἦλις . ἀπὸ τούτων μὲν αἱ γυναῖκες οὖσαι τῶν πόλεων Πισαίοις διαλλαγὰς πρὸς Ἠλείους ἐποίησαν· ὕστερον δὲ καὶ τὸν ἀγῶνα ἐπετράπησαν ὑπʼ αὐτῶν θεῖναι τὰ Ἡραῖα καὶ ὑφήνασθαι τῇ Ἥρᾳ τὸν πέπλον. αἱ δὲ ἑκκαίδεκα γυναῖκες καὶ χοροὺς δύο ἱστᾶσι καὶ τὸν μὲν Φυσκόας τῶν χορῶν, τὸν δὲ Ἱπποδαμείας καλοῦσι· τὴν Φυσκόαν δὲ εἶναι ταύτην φασὶν ἐκ τῆς Ἤλιδος τῆς Κοίλης, τῷ δήμῳ δὲ ἔνθα ᾤκησεν ὄνομα μὲν Ὀρθίαν εἶναι. 5.16.7. ταύτῃ τῇ Φυσκόᾳ Διόνυσον συγγενέσθαι λέγουσι, Φυσκόαν δὲ ἐκ Διονύσου τεκεῖν παῖδα Ναρκαῖον· τοῦτον, ὡς ηὐξήθη, πολεμεῖν τοῖς προσοίκοις καὶ δυνάμεως ἐπὶ μέγα ἀρθῆναι, καὶ δὴ καὶ Ἀθηνᾶς ἱερὸν ἐπίκλησιν Ναρκαίας αὐτὸν ἱδρύσασθαι· Διονύσῳ τε τιμὰς λέγουσιν ὑπὸ Ναρκαίου καὶ Φυσκόας δοθῆναι πρώτων. Φυσκόας μὲν δὴ γέρα καὶ ἄλλα καὶ χορὸς ἐπώνυμος παρὰ τῶν ἑκκαίδεκα γυναικῶν, φυλάσσουσι δὲ οὐδὲν ἧσσον Ἠλεῖοι καὶ τἄλλα καταλυθεισῶν ὅμως τῶν πόλεων· νενεμημένοι γὰρ ἐς ὀκτὼ φυλὰς ἀφʼ ἑκάστης αἱροῦνται γυναῖκας δύο.
9.12.4. λέγεται δὲ καὶ τόδε, ὡς ὁμοῦ τῷ κεραυνῷ βληθέντι ἐς τὸν Σεμέλης θάλαμον πέσοι ξύλον ἐξ οὐρανοῦ· Πολύδωρον δὲ τὸ ξύλον τοῦτο χαλκῷ λέγουσιν ἐπικοσμήσαντα Διόνυσον καλέσαι Κάδμον. πλησίον δὲ Διονύσου ἄγαλμα, καὶ τοῦτο Ὀνασιμήδης ἐποίησε διʼ ὅλου πλῆρες ὑπὸ τοῦ χαλκοῦ· τὸν βωμὸν δὲ οἱ παῖδες εἰργάσαντο οἱ Πραξιτέλους .
9.40.3. Δαιδάλου δὲ τῶν ἔργων δύο μὲν ταῦτά ἐστιν ἐν Βοιωτοῖς, Ἡρακλῆς τε ἐν Θήβαις καὶ παρὰ Λεβαδεῦσιν ὁ Τροφώνιος, τοσαῦτα δὲ ἕτερα ξόανα ἐν Κρήτῃ, Βριτόμαρτις ἐν Ὀλοῦντι καὶ Ἀθηνᾶ παρὰ Κνωσσίοις· παρὰ τούτοις δὲ καὶ ὁ τῆς Ἀριάδνης χορός, οὗ καὶ Ὅμηρος ἐν Ἰλιάδι μνήμην ἐποιήσατο, ἐπειργασμένος ἐστὶν ἐπὶ λευκοῦ λίθου. καὶ Δηλίοις Ἀφροδίτης ἐστὶν οὐ μέγα ξόανον, λελυμασμένον τὴν δεξιὰν χεῖρα ὑπὸ τοῦ χρόνου· κάτεισι δὲ ἀντὶ ποδῶν ἐς τετράγωνον σχῆμα.''. None
|2.23.8. It was afterwards called the precinct of the Cretan god, because, when Ariadne died, Dionysus buried her here. But Lyceas says that when the temple was being rebuilt an earthenware coffin was found, and that it was Ariadne's. He also said that both he himself and other Argives had seen it. Near the temple of Dionysus is a temple of Heavenly Aphrodite. " '|
5.16.6. The cities from which they chose the women were Elis, The women from these cities made peace between Pisa and Elis . Later on they were entrusted with the management of the Heraean games, and with the weaving of the robe for Hera. The Sixteen Women also arrange two choral dances, one called that of Physcoa and the other that of Hippodameia. This Physcoa they say came from Elis in the Hollow, and the name of the parish where she lived was Orthia. 5.16.7. She mated they say with Dionysus, and bore him a son called Narcaeus. When he grew up he made war against the neighboring folk, and rose to great power, setting up moreover a sanctuary of Athena surnamed Narcaea. They say too that Narcaeus and Physcoa were the first to pay worship to Dionysus. So various honors are paid to Physcoa, especially that of the choral dance, named after her and managed by the Sixteen Women. The Eleans still adhere to the other ancient customs, even though some of the cities have been destroyed. For they are now divided into eight tribes, and they choose two women from each.
9.12.4. There is also a story that along with the thunderbolt hurled at the bridalchamber of Semele there fell a log from heaven. They say that Polydorus adorned this log with bronze and called it Dionysus Cadmus. Near is an image of Dionysus; Onasimedes made it of solid bronze. The altar was built by the sons of Praxiteles. ' "
9.40.3. of the works of Daedalus there are these two in Boeotia, a Heracles in Thebes and the Trophonius at Lebadeia . There are also two wooden images in Crete, a Britomartis at Olus and an Athena at Cnossus, at which latter place is also Ariadne's Dance, mentioned by Homer in the Iliad, See Hom. Il. 18.590 foll. carved in relief on white marble. At Delos, too, there is a small wooden image of Aphrodite, its right hand defaced by time, and with a square base instead of feet."". None