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Seneca the Younger, Thyestes

LCL 78: 298-299



medioque diem perdis Olympo? cur, Phoebe, tuos rapis aspectus? nondum serae nuntius horae 795nocturna vocat lumina Vesper; nondum Hesperiae flexura rotae iubet emeritos solvere currus; nondum in noctem vergente die tertia misit bucina signum; 800stupet ad subitae tempora cenae nondum fessis bubus arator. Quid te aetherio pepulit cursu? quae causa tuos limite certo deiecit equos? 805numquid aperto carcere Ditis victi temptant bella Gigantes? numquid Tityos pectore fesso renovat veteres saucius iras? num reiecto latus explicuit monte Typhoeus? 810numquid struitur via Phlegraeos alta per hostes et Thessalicum Thressa premitur Pelion Ossa? Solitae mundi periere vices; nihil occasus, nihil ortus erit. 810stupet Eoos assueta deo tradere frenos genetrix primae roscida lucis perversa sui limina regni;



annulling the day from the noontime sky? Why do you snatch your face from us, Phoebus? Not yet is the herald of eventide, Vesper, summoning the lights of night; not yet does the turning of the western wheel bid you loose your steeds, their task completed; not yet, at the sinking of day towards night, has the third trumpet voiced its signal; 35 the ploughman, his oxen not yet weary, stands in amazement: suddenly suppertime! What has driven you out of your heavenly course? What cause has forced your horses down from their fixed path? Can it be that the prison of Dis is open and the conquered Giants are venturing war? Can it be that wounded Tityos renews his ancient rage in his weary breast? Can Typhon have thrown the mountain off and stretched his limbs? Can it be that a soaring path is built by Phlegraean foes, 36 and that Pelion in Thessaly is burdened with the weight of Thracian Ossa? The regular cycles of heaven are lost; sunset and sunrise will not exist. The dewy mother of dawning light, accustomed to hand the eastern reins to the god, is stunned by such disorder on her kingdom’s threshold;

DOI: 10.4159/DLCL.seneca_younger-thyestes.2004