Claudian, Epithalamium of Honorius and Maria

LCL 135: 240-241

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De Nuptiis Honorii Augusti



Surgeret in thalamum ducto cum Pelion arcu nec caperet tantos hospita terra deos, cum socer aequoreus numerosaque turba sororum certarent epulis continuare dies 5praeberetque Iovi communia pocula Chiron, molliter obliqua parte refusus equi, Peneus gelidos mutaret nectare fontes, Oetaeis fluerent spumea vina iugis: Terpsichore facilem lascivo pollice movit 10barbiton et molles duxit in antra choros. carmina nec superis nec displicuere Tonanti, cum teneris nossent congrua vota modis. Centauri Faunique negant. quae flectere Rhoeton, quae rigidum poterant plectra movere Pholum?

15Septima lux aderat caelo totiensque renato viderat exactos Hesperus igne choros: tum Phoebus, quo saxa domat, quo pertrahit ornos, pectine temptavit nobiliore lyram venturumque sacris fidibus iam spondet Achillem, 20iam Phrygias caedes, iam Simoënta canit. frondoso strepuit felix Hymenaeus Olympo; reginam resonant Othrys et Ossa Thetim.


Epithalamium of Honorius and Maria



When Pelion reared his height to form a bridal chamber with long-drawn arches, and his hospitable land could not contain so many gods; when Nereus, sire of the bride, and all the throng of her sisters strove to link day to day with feastings; when Chiron, lying at ease with his horse-flanks curled under him, offered the loving-cup to Jove; when Peneus turned his cold waters to nectar and frothing wine flowed down from Oeta’s summit, Terpsichore struck her ready lyre with festive hand and led the girlish bands into the caves. The gods, the Thunderer himself, disdained not these songs, for they knew that lovers’ vows ever harmonized with tender strains. Centaurs and Fauns would have none of it: what lyre could touch Rhoetus or move inhuman Pholus?

The seventh day had flamed in heaven, seven times had Hesperus relumed his lamp and seen the dances completed; then Phoebus touched his lyre with that nobler quill, wherewith he leads captive rocks and mountain-ashes, and sang to his sacred strings now the promised birth of Achilles, now the slaughter of the Trojans and the river Simois. The happy marriage-cry re-echoed o’er leafy Olympus, and Othrys and Ossa gave back their mistress Thetis’ name.

DOI: 10.4159/DLCL.claudian_claudianus-epithalamium_honorius_maria.1922