subject | book bibliographic info |
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nenia | Joseph, Thunder and Lament: Lucan on the Beginnings and Ends of Epic (2022) 227 Keith and Myers, Vergil and Elegy (2023) 139, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 151, 153, 154, 321 |
nenia, and lucan’s narrator | Joseph, Thunder and Lament: Lucan on the Beginnings and Ends of Epic (2022) 32, 250, 268, 269 |
nenia, nero, reign of | Joseph, Thunder and Lament: Lucan on the Beginnings and Ends of Epic (2022) 8, 9, 268, 269 |
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1. Vergil, Aeneis, 9.481-9.497, 11.152-11.181 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: • Nenia • nenia Found in books: Joseph, Thunder and Lament: Lucan on the Beginnings and Ends of Epic (2022) 227; Keith and Myers, Vergil and Elegy (2023) 151; Sharrock and Keith, Maternal Conceptions in Classical Literature and Philosophy (2020) 268 9.481 Hunc ego te, Euryale, aspicio? Tune illa senectae, 9.482 sera meae requies, potuisti linquere solam, 9.483 crudelis? Nec te, sub tanta pericula missum, 9.484 adfari extremum miserae data copia matri? 9.485 Heu, terra ignota canibus data praeda Latinis, 9.486 alitibusque iaces, nec te, tua funera mater, 9.487 produxi pressive oculos aut volnera lavi, 9.488 veste tegens, tibi quam noctes festina diesque, 9.489 urgebam et tela curas solabar anilis. 9.490 Quo sequar, aut quae nunc artus avolsaque membra, 9.491 et funus lacerum tellus habet? Hoc mihi de te, 9.492 nate, refers? Hoc sum terraque marique secuta? 9.493 Figite me, siqua est pietas, in me omnia tela, 9.494 conicite, o Rutuli, me primam absumite ferro: 9.495 aut tu, magne pater divom, miserere tuoque, 9.496 invisum hoc detrude caput sub Tartara telo, 9.497 quando aliter nequeo crudelem abrumpere vitam. 11.152 Non haec, O Palla, dederas promissa parenti, 11.153 cautius ut saevo velles te credere Marti; 11.154 haud ignarus eram, quantum nova gloria in armis, 11.155 et praedulce decus primo certamine posset. 11.156 Primitiae iuvenis miserae bellique propinqui, 11.157 dura rudimenta et nulli exaudita deorum, 11.158 vota precesque meae! Tuque, O sanctissima coniunx, 11.159 felix morte tua neque in hunc servata dolorem! 11.160 Contra ego vivendo vici mea fata, superstes, 11.161 restarem ut genitor. Troum socia arma secutum, 11.162 obruerent Rutuli telis! Animam ipse dedissem, 11.163 atque haec pompa domum me, non Pallanta, referret, 11.164 nec vos arguerim, Teucri, nec foedera nec quas, 11.165 iunximus hospitio dextras: sors ista senectae, 11.166 debita erat nostrae. Quod si immatura manebat, 11.167 mors natum, caesis Volscorum milibus ante, 11.168 ducentem in Latium Teucros cecidisse iuvabit. 11.169 Quin ego non alio digner te funere, Palla, 11.170 quam pius Aeneas 9.481 the youth thrust home his sword, then drew it back, 9.482 death-dripping, while the bursting purple stream, 9.483 of life outflowed, with mingling blood and wine. 9.484 Then, flushed with stealthy slaughter, he crept near, 9.485 the followers of Messapus, where he saw, 9.486 their camp-fire dying down, and tethered steeds, 9.487 upon the meadow feeding. Nisus then, 9.488 knew the hot lust of slaughter had swept on, 9.489 too far, and cried, “Hold off! For, lo, 9.490 the monitory dawn is nigh. Revenge, 9.491 has fed us to the full. We have achieved, 9.492 clean passage through the foe.” Full many a prize, 9.493 was left untaken: princely suits of mail, 9.494 enwrought with silver pure, huge drinking-bowls, 9.495 and broideries fair. Yet grasped Euryalus, " 9.496 the blazonry at Rhamnes corselet hung,", 9.497 and belt adorned with gold: which were a gift, 11.152 the longer life, had lived. But now depart! 11.153 Beneath your lost friends light the funeral fires!”, 11.154 So spoke Aeneas; and with wonder mute, 11.155 all stood at gaze, each turning to behold, " 11.156 his neighbors face. Then Drances, full of years,", 11.157 and ever armed with spite and slanderous word, 11.158 against young Turnus, made this answering plea: 11.159 “O prince of mighty name, whose feats of arms, 11.160 are even mightier! Trojan hero, how, 11.161 hall my poor praise exalt thee to the skies? 11.162 Is it thy rectitude or strenuous war, 11.163 most bids me wonder? We will bear thy word, 11.164 right gladly to the city of our sires; 11.165 and there, if Fortune favor it, contrive, 11.166 a compact with the Latin King. Henceforth, 11.167 let Turnus find his own allies! Ourselves, 11.168 will much rejoice to see thy destined walls, 11.169 and our own shoulders will be proud to bear, 11.170 the stone for building Troy .” Such speech he made, 11.171 and all the common voice consented loud. " 11.172 So twelve days truce they swore, and safe from harm", 11.173 Latins and Teucrians unmolested roved, " 11.174 together oer the wooded hills. Now rang", 11.175 loud steel on ash-tree bole; enormous pines, 11.176 once thrusting starward, to the earth they threw; 11.177 and with industrious wedge asunder clove, 11.178 tout oak and odorous cedar, piling high, 11.180 Now Rumor, herald of prodigious woe, " 11.181 to King Evander hied, Evanders house", |