| 1. Septuagint, Isaiah, 13.216 (8th cent. BCE - 6th cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 158 |
2. Homer, Odyssey, 13.419 (8th cent. BCE - 7th cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 158| 13.419. πόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον· βίοτον δέ οἱ ἄλλοι ἔδουσι; | |
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3. Aristophanes, Clouds, 1008 (5th cent. BCE - 4th cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, and trees in spring •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 171| 1008. ἦρος ἐν ὥρᾳ χαίρων, ὁπόταν πλάτανος πτελέᾳ ψιθυρίζῃ. | |
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| 4. Plautus, Mostellaria, 47 (3rd cent. BCE - 2nd cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 158 |
| 5. Dead Sea Scrolls, Narrative Work And Prayer, 13, 15, 39, 43, 49 (2nd cent. BCE - 1st cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •nan Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 144 |
6. Vergil, Georgics, 1.191, 2.239 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, and trees in spring •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 171| 1.191. at si luxuria foliorum exuberat umbra, 2.239. frugibus infelix—ea nec mansuescit arando | 1.191. An idler in the fields; the crops die down; 2.239. That teems with grasses on its fruitful breast, |
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| 7. Catullus, Poems, 17.21 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 158 |
8. Diodorus Siculus, Historical Library, 1.14.1 (1st cent. BCE - 1st cent. BCE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, monsters in, have awe of isis Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 324 | 1.14.1. Osiris was the first, they record, to make mankind give up cannibalism; for after Isis had discovered the fruit of both wheat and barley which grew wild over the land along with the other plants but was still unknown to man, and Osiris had also devised the cultivation of these fruits, all men were glad to change their food, both because of the pleasing nature of the newly-discovered grains and because it seemed to their advantage to refrain from their butchery of one another. |
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| 9. Quintilian, Institutes of Oratory, 12.10.38 (1st cent. CE - 1st cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, and trees in spring •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 171 |
| 10. New Testament, 2 Thessalonians, 3 (1st cent. CE - 1st cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, breezes blow by command of isis •isis, breezes of sea and, breezes blow by command of Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 323 |
| 11. Pliny The Elder, Natural History, prae 6 (1st cent. CE - 1st cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, isis guards men on Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 321 |
12. Plutarch, On Isis And Osiris, 32, 12 (1st cent. CE - 2nd cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •nan Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 323 | 12. Here follows the story related in the briefest possible words with the omission of everything that is merely unprofitable or superfluous: They say that the Sun, when lie became aware of Rhea’s intercourse with Cronus, Cf. Moralia, 429 f; Diodorus, i. 13. 4; Eusebius, Praeparatio Evang. ii. 1. 1-32. invoked a curse upon her that she should not give birth to a child in any month or any year; but Hermes, being enamoured of the goddess, consorted with her. Later, playing at draughts with the moon, he won from her the seventieth part of each of her periods of illumination, Plutarch evidently does not reckon the ἕνη καὶ νέα (the day when the old moon changed to the new) as a period of illumination, since the light given by the moon at that time is practically negligible. An intimation of this is given in his Life of Solon, chap. xxv. (92 c). Cf. also Plato, Cratylus, 409 b, and the scholium on Aristophanes’ Clouds, 1186. One seventieth of 12 lunar months of 29 days each (348 days) is very nearly five days. and from all the winnings he composed five days, and intercalated them as an addition to the three hundred and sixty days. The Egyptians even now call these five days intercalated Cf. Herodotus, ii. 4. and celebrate them as the birthdays of the gods. They relate that on the first of these days Osiris was born, and at the hour of his birth a voice issued forth saying, The Lord of All advances to the light. But some relate that a certain Pamyles, What is known about Pamyles (or Paamyles or Pammyles), a Priapean god of the Egyptians, may be found in Kock, Com. Att. Frag. ii. p. 289. Cf. also 365 b, infra . while he was drawing water in Thebes, heard a voice issuing from the shrine of Zeus, which bade him proclaim with a loud voice that a mighty and beneficent king, Osiris, had been born; and for this Cronus entrusted to him the child Osiris, which he brought up. It is in his honour that the festival of Pamylia is celebrated, a festival which resembles the phallic processions. On the second of these days Ar ueris was born whom they call Apollo, and some call him also the elder Horus. On the third day Typhon was born, but not in due season or manner, but with a blow he broke through his mother s side and leapt forth. On the fourth day Isis was born in the regions that are ever moist The meaning is doubtful, but Isis as the goddess of vegetation, of the Nile, and of the sea, might very naturally be associated with moisture. ; and on the fifth Nephthys, to whom they give the name of Finality Cf. 366 b and 375 b, infra . and the name of Aphroditê, and some also the name of Victory. There is also a tradition that Osiris and Arueris were sprung from the Sun, Isis from Hermes, Cf. 352 a, supra . and Typhon and Nephthys from Cronus. For this reason the kings considered the third of the intercalated days as inauspicious, and transacted no business on that day, nor did they give any attention to their bodies until nightfall. They relate, moreover, that Nephthys became the wife of Typhon Cf. 375 b, infra . ; but Isis and Osiris were enamoured of each other Cf. 373 b, infra . and consorted together in the darkness of the womb before their birth. Some say that Arueris came from this union and was called the elder Horus by the Egyptians, but Apollo by the Greeks. |
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13. Apuleius, The Golden Ass, 1.5, 2.4, 2.12, 4.27, 5.29, 6.25, 10.2 (2nd cent. CE - 2nd cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, breezes blow by command of isis •isis, breezes of sea and, breezes blow by command of •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched •breezes, of sea, and isis •isis, breezes of sea and •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis •breezes, of sea, and isis, and trees in spring Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 5, 7, 158, 323 | 1.5. "What you promise," he said, "is fair and just, and I'll repeat what I left unfinished. But first I swear to you, by the all-seeing god of the Sun, I'm speaking things I know to be true; and you'll have no doubt when you arrive at the next Thessalian town and find the story on everyone's lips of a happening in plain daylight. But first so you know who I am, I'm from Aegium. And here's how I make my living: I deal in cheese and honey, all that sort of innkeeper's stuff, travelling here and there through Boeotia, Aetolia, Thessaly. So when I learned that at Hypata, Thessaly's most important town, some fresh cheese with a fine flavour was being sold at a very good price, I rushed there, in a hurry to buy the lot. But as usual I went left foot first, and my hopes of a profit were dashed. A wholesale dealer called Lupus had snapped it up the day before. So, exhausted after my useless chase, I started to walk to the baths as Venus began to shine." 2.4. At Byrrhena's House The reception hall, the atrium, was especially beautiful, with a column at each corner on which stood a statue of a palm-bearing goddess, wings outspread, the motionless dew-wet feet barely touching the polished surface of the spinning globe, so as to appear in flight not stationary. Then a Parian marble at the centre to balance these, an absolutely excellent work, carved in the likeness of Diana running towards you as you entered, awing you with her divine majesty, her tunic sculpted by the wind. There were hounds of marble too, protecting her flanks; their eyes menacing, ears pricked, nostrils flaring, and jaws open so fiercely that if the sound of barking had reach you from nearby, you'd have thought it had emerged from the marble; and then the noted artist had shown the best proof of his skill by having the dogs leap up, so that with chests held high, and their rear paws firm on the ground, with their front ones they yet seemed to be bounding forward. Behind the goddess was a cave in the rock, with moss and grass, and leaves, and bushes, and vines everywhere, and little trees blossoming in stone. Inside the cavern the statue's reflection shone from the polished marble, and under its lip hung apples and skilfully carved grapes, art emulating nature in a work resembling reality: you would have thought them ripe for picking, at that moment when Autumn the harvester breathes rich colour into the fruits, and if you bent and stared into the pool, where a gently shimmering wave flowed, beneath the goddess's feet, you would have thought the grapes hanging there in reflection possessed the quality of movement, besides those other aspects of reality. Actaeon was represented too, amongst the marble foliage, both in the stone and mirrored in the water, leaning towards the goddess, waiting with eager gaze for her to step into the pool, at the very moment of his transformation into a stag. As I examined the statuary, time and again, with intense delight, Byrrhena spoke: 'Everything you see is yours,' she said. And with that she ordered the rest to leave so we could talk in private. When they had been dismissed she said: 'My dear Lucius, I swear by this goddess herself that I'm very anxious and fearful for you, as if you were my own son, and I want to forewarn you well in advance, beware especially of the evil arts and immoral charms of that woman Pamphile, the wife of Milo who you say is your host. They call her the first among witches, mistress of every kind of fatal charm, who by breathing on twigs and pebbles and such like can drown all the light of the starlit globe in the depths of Tartarus and plunge the whole world into primal Chaos. No sooner does she spy a handsome young man than, captivated by his looks, she directs her gaze and all her desire towards him. She sows the seeds of seduction, invades his mind, and fetters him with the eternal shackles of raging passion. Then any who are unwilling, rendered loathsome by their reluctance, in a trice she turns them into a rock, or a sheep or some other creature; there are even those she annihilates completely. That's why I fear for you and warn you to take care. She's always on heat, and you are young and handsome enough to suit.' All this Byrrhena told me with great concern. 6.25. An escape attempt This was the tale the drunken, half-demented old woman told her girl-prisoner, while I stood there regretting, by Hercules, that I'd no stylus and pad to record so fine a story. Now the robbers returned, loaded with loot, though after a serious skirmish; and some of them, the more enterprising, were keen, so I heard, to leave the injured there to recover from their wounds, and head back for the rest of the sacks that they'd hidden in a cave. Quickly swallowing a meal, they prodded the horse and I along the road, as their future bearers of goods, beating us with their sticks. At last, towards evening, when we were weary from many a hill and dale, they led us to the cave, burdened us with piles of their pickings, and not even allowing a moment's respite for us to regain our strength, started back again at the trot. They were in haste and so agitated the relentless beating and prodding made me tumble over a stone at the edge of the road. I lay there under a hail of blows, till they forced me to rise, though I found it hard, with a lame right leg, and a bruised left hoof. 'How long are we going to waste good fodder on this worn-out beast,' said one, 'Now he's lame as well.' 'Yes,' another cried, 'we've had no luck since he came. We've barely made a decent profit, most of us wounded and the bravest lost.' 'As soon as we've unloaded these sacks he's borne so unwillingly, I say we toss him over the cliff,' said a third, 'as food for the vultures.' While these kind souls were debating my death, we'd already reached home, fear turning my hooves to wings. They quickly unloaded the spoils, and with no concern for us, nor for that matter with my execution, they called to the injured friends they'd left behind and returned to fetch the rest of the booty themselves, impatient, as they said, with our tardiness. No small anxiety gripped me as I pondered the threat of death that menaced me. I thought to myself: 'Lucius, what are you standing here for, awaiting the end of all? Your death, a cruel one at that, has already been agreed by the robbers, and hardly requires much effort. Look at that chasm there, with those sharp rocks jutting upwards, to pierce you before you reach its depths, and split your body apart! That marvellous magic spell of yours may have given you an ass's form, and its labours to perform, but rather than its thick hide it wrapped you in a skin thin as a leech's. Well then, show a man's courage, and try to escape while you can. You've a good opportunity now, while the robbers are away. Or are you afraid of that old half-dead hag who's keeping an eye on you? Even if you're lame, you could still see her off with a kick of your leg. But where in the world to go, who'll give you sanctuary? Now there's a stupid, asinine question: what traveller wouldn't be glad to take a means of transport along?' So with a sudden sharp tug I broke the halter by which I was hitched, and set off as fast as all four legs could carry me. Yet I still couldn't evade that vigilant old woman's hawk-like eye. Seeing I'd broken loose, she grabbed the rope as I went by, with more alacrity than you'd expect from one of her years and gender, then struggled to pull me about and lead me back. But remembering the robber's murderous decree, I kicked at her with my hind legs, without a shred of pity, knocking her to the ground. Still she clung on stubbornly, lying flat on the earth, so that she followed me as I ran, dragged along in pursuit! And she began to scream, what a noise, begging the help of some stronger arm, though the feeble sounds that formed her cries were useless, since there was only the captive girl about, who flew out on hearing the shouts, and saw before her a scene from a memorable piece of theatre, an aged Dirce, by Hercules, dragged off by an ass instead of a bull. Now she summoned a man's courage and performed a bold and beautiful feat: she twisted the rope from the old woman's hands, stayed my headlong flight with caressing words, mounted nimbly on my back, and spurred me onwards once more. I was driven not just by my desire to escape in the manner I'd chosen, and my zeal to rescue the girl, but persuaded too by her blows that descended from time to time, and so I hit the track with the speed of a racehorse, galloping flat out. I tried to neigh delicate words to her and, pretending to bite my back, turned my neck and kissed her lovely feet. She sighed deeply then turned her anxious face towards the sky. "O gods above,' she cried, 'help me now in my desperate plight. And you, crueller Fortune, cease your fury at last. I should have atoned enough in your eyes given all these piteous torments I've endured. And you, protector of my life and freedom, if you carry me safely home to my parents and handsome lover, how I'll thank you, honour you, and feed you! First I'll comb out that mane of yours, and adorn it with my maiden's gems. Then I'll curl the locks on your brow, part them neatly, and carefully disentangle the hair of your tail, all matted and bristly from neglect. Glittering with golden amulets, bright as the starry sky, you'll march triumphantly in joyful public procession. I'll stuff you with food every day, my hero, bringing you nuts and sweet dainties in my silk apron. And with delicacies to eat, to perfect leisure and profound happiness, I'll add this glorious honour: I'll enshrine the remembrance of my salvation, through divine providence, in a painting showing our present flight, to be hung in my entrance-hall. There people will see it, and when stories are told they'll hear it, and the clumsy commentaries of the learned will perpetuate the tale: "How a princess fled her captors, riding on an ass." You'll be featured yourself amongst the ancient wonders, and given your example we'll believe in truth that Phrixus swam the Hellespont on a ram's broad back; that Arion rode a dolphin, and Europa a bull, and if Jupiter really was that bull and bellowed, perhaps this ass I'm on conceals some deity, or human.' While she was uttering these sentiments, mingling frequent prayers with her sighs, we reached a fork in the road. She seized the halter and tried hard to steer me to the right, since that must have been the way to her parent's house, but I knew the robbers had gone that way, to fetch the rest of their loot, and so I stubbornly resisted, and expostulated with her in my mind: 'Unhappy girl, what are you doing, where are you going? Why hurry to Hades and on my hooves too? You'll do for us both, this way.' And there the robbers came upon us, tugging in opposite directions, as if in a dispute over land, or rather the right of way. They'd seen us from afar, in the moonlight, and greeted us with ironical laughter. 10.2. A few days later a wicked and dreadful crime was committed in the town, which I'll set down here so you can learn of it too. The owner of my lodging had a young well-educated son, who was in consequence all obedience and good behaviour, the kind of son you would wish for your own. The boy's mother had died years before. The father remarried, and had a twelve-year old boy by his second wife. The stepmother held sway, noted more for her beauty than character, and either through an innate disregard for her chastity or driven by fate to commit a wholly wicked crime she turned her eyes longingly on her stepson. So, dear reader, now you know, this is no trivial tale but a tragedy, and you've risen from comic slippers to platform shoes. As long as cupid remained an infant, nourished on simple fare, the stepmother hid her guilty blushes, and silently staved off the love-god's weak assaults, but her heart slowly filling with raging flames, hot frenzied love at last blazed in her wildly, and she yielded to the savage god. Feigning illness, she tried to pretend her wounded heart was really bodily illness. Now, as we know, the usual effects on one's appearance are exactly the same in the love-sick and those sick for other reasons: namely abnormal pallor, languid eyes, weak knees, restless sleep, and sighs which are more intense the more protracted the torment. You'd have thought in her case too a high temperature caused her fever, except that she was also full of tears. Alas the ignorance of medical minds, unable to diagnose from those throbbing veins, that variable complexion, the laboured breathing, the tossing from side to side! Yet, dear gods, any intelligent person, even one who's not a specialist, knows the symptoms of desire, on seeing someone burning without a physical cause. She became more and more agitated by her unbearable ardour |
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| 14. Apuleius, Apology, 13 (2nd cent. CE - 2nd cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, breezes blow by command of isis •isis, breezes of sea and, breezes blow by command of Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 323 |
15. Tertullian, Apology, 16 (2nd cent. CE - 3rd cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis •isis, breezes of sea and •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 5 | 16. For, like some others, you are under the delusion that our god is an ass's head. Cornelius Tacitus first put this notion into people's minds. In the fifth book of his histories, beginning the (narrative of the) Jewish war with an account of the origin of the nation; and theorizing at his pleasure about the origin, as well as the name and the religion of the Jews, he states that having been delivered, or rather, in his opinion, expelled from Egypt, in crossing the vast plains of Arabia, where water is so scanty, they were in extremity from thirst; but taking the guidance of the wild asses, which it was thought might be seeking water after feeding, they discovered a fountain, and thereupon in their gratitude they consecrated a head of this species of animal. And as Christianity is nearly allied to Judaism, from this, I suppose, it was taken for granted that we too are devoted to the worship of the same image. But the said Cornelius Tacitus (the very opposite of tacit in telling lies) informs us in the work already mentioned, that when Cneius Pompeius captured Jerusalem, he entered the temple to see the arcana of the Jewish religion, but found no image there. Yet surely if worship was rendered to any visible object, the very place for its exhibition would be the shrine; and that all the more that the worship, however unreasonable, had no need there to fear outside beholders. For entrance to the holy place was permitted to the priests alone, while all vision was forbidden to others by an outspread curtain. You will not, however, deny that all beasts of burden, and not parts of them, but the animals entire, are with their goddess Epona objects of worship with you. It is this, perhaps, which displeases you in us, that while your worship here is universal, we do homage only to the ass. Then, if any of you think we render superstitious adoration to the cross, in that adoration he is sharer with us. If you offer homage to a piece of wood at all, it matters little what it is like when the substance is the same: it is of no consequence the form, if you have the very body of the god. And yet how far does the Athenian Pallas differ from the stock of the cross, or the Pharian Ceres as she is put up uncarved to sale, a mere rough stake and piece of shapeless wood? Every stake fixed in an upright position is a portion of the cross; we render our adoration, if you will have it so, to a god entire and complete. We have shown before that your deities are derived from shapes modelled from the cross. But you also worship victories, for in your trophies the cross is the heart of the trophy. The camp religion of the Romans is all through a worship of the standards, a setting the standards above all gods. Well, as those images decking out the standards are ornaments of crosses. All those hangings of your standards and banners are robes of crosses. I praise your zeal: you would not consecrate crosses unclothed and unadorned. Others, again, certainly with more information and greater verisimilitude, believe that the sun is our god. We shall be counted Persians perhaps, though we do not worship the orb of day painted on a piece of linen cloth, having himself everywhere in his own disk. The idea no doubt has originated from our being known to turn to the east in prayer. But you, many of you, also under pretence sometimes of worshipping the heavenly bodies, move your lips in the direction of the sunrise. In the same way, if we devote Sun-day to rejoicing, from a far different reason than Sun-worship, we have some resemblance to those of you who devote the day of Saturn to ease and luxury, though they too go far away from Jewish ways, of which indeed they are ignorant. But lately a new edition of our god has been given to the world in that great city: it originated with a certain vile man who was wont to hire himself out to cheat the wild beasts, and who exhibited a picture with this inscription: The God of the Christians, born of an ass. He had the ears of an ass, was hoofed in one foot, carried a book, and wore a toga. Both the name and the figure gave us amusement. But our opponents ought straightway to have done homage to this biformed divinity, for they have acknowledged gods dog-headed and lion-headed, with horn of buck and ram, with goat-like loins, with serpent legs, with wings sprouting from back or foot. These things we have discussed ex abundanti, that we might not seem willingly to pass by any rumor against us unrefuted. Having thoroughly cleared ourselves, we turn now to an exhibition of what our religion really is. |
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| 16. Maximus of Tyre, Dialexeis, 168.18-168.19 (2nd cent. CE - 2nd cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, breezes blow by command of isis •isis, breezes of sea and, breezes blow by command of Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 323 |
17. Pausanias, Description of Greece, 2.4.6 (2nd cent. CE - 2nd cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, monsters in, have awe of isis Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 32| 2.4.6. ἀνιοῦσι δὲ ἐς τὸν Ἀκροκόρινθον—ἡ δέ ἐστιν ὄρους ὑπὲρ τὴν πόλιν κορυφή, Βριάρεω μὲν Ἡλίῳ δόντος αὐτὴν ὅτε ἐδίκαζεν, Ἡλίου δὲ ὡς οἱ Κορίνθιοί φασιν Ἀφροδίτῃ παρέντος—ἐς δὴ τὸν Ἀκροκόρινθον τοῦτον ἀνιοῦσίν ἐστιν Ἴσιδος τεμένη, ὧν τὴν μὲν Πελαγίαν, τὴν δὲ Αἰγυπτίαν αὐτῶν ἐπονομάζουσιν, καὶ δύο Σαράπιδος, ἐν Κανώβῳ καλουμένου τὸ ἕτερον. μετὰ δὲ αὐτὰ Ἡλίῳ πεποίηνται βωμοί, καὶ Ἀνάγκης καὶ Βίας ἐστὶν ἱερόν· ἐσιέναι δὲ ἐς αὐτὸ οὐ νομίζουσιν. | 2.4.6. The Acrocorinthus is a mountain peak above the city, assigned to Helius by Briareos when he acted as adjudicator, and handed over, the Corinthians say, by Helius to Aphrodite. As you go up this Acrocorinthus you see two precincts of Isis, one if Isis surnamed Pelagian (Marine) and the other of Egyptian Isis, and two of Serapis, one of them being of Serapis called “in Canopus .” After these are altars to Helius, and a sanctuary of Necessity and Force, into which it is not customary to enter. |
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| 18. Justinian, Codex Justinianus, 844.5-844.7 (5th cent. CE - 6th cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, breezes blow by command of isis •isis, breezes of sea and, breezes blow by command of Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 323 |
| 19. Stobaeus, Anthology, 1.82.5 (5th cent. CE - 5th cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, breezes blow by command of isis •isis, breezes of sea and, breezes blow by command of Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 323 |
| 20. Ammonius Hermiae, In Porphyrii Isagogen Sive V Voces, 120, 39, 54, 43 (5th cent. CE - 6th cent. CE) Tagged with subjects: •nan Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 171 |
| 22. Terence, Heauton Timorumenos, 20 Tagged with subjects: •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 158 |
| 23. Ostraka, O.Cair., 1.1 Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis, and trees in spring •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, waves of, stifled when new barque of isis is launched Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 171 |
| 24. Papyri, P.Oxy., 11.11-11.12, 11.18, 11.34, 11.86, 11.89, 11.109-11.110, 11.125, 11.170, 11.223, 11.226, 11.237 Tagged with subjects: •nan Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 144, 321, 323, 324 |
| 25. Epigraphy, Cil, 10.3800 Tagged with subjects: •breezes, of sea, and isis •isis, breezes of sea and •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis •sea, breezes of, ordered by isis, monsters in, have awe of isis Found in books: Griffiths, The Isis-Book (Metamorphoses, Book XI) (1975) 144 |
