Pablius Papinius Statius
Pablius Papinius Statius Poems
- Thebais - Book One - Part Iii Oh race confed’rate into ...
- Thebais - Book One - Part Ii A robe obscene was o’er her ...
- Ode To Sleep Gentle divinity, how have I merited? Whither, ...
- Thebais - Book Two Now Jove’s Command fulfill’d, the Son of ...
- Thebais - Book One - Part I Fraternal rage, the guilty ...
- Thebais - Book One - Part Iv For by the black infernal Styx I...
- Thebais - Book One - Part V The king once more the solemn ...
Statius was a Latin poet, born in Naples in 45 AD. His father, a Greek and a teacher of rhetoric, immigrated to Naples in the first half of the first century. Statius was something of a child prodigy, quicking rising to fame as a poet. Since his father taught members of the senatorial class, his skills became known to the upper classes.
From his boyhood he had won many poetic contests in Naples, three times in Alba, where he received the golden crown from the hand of the emperor Domitian. But, in 94 AD at the great Capitoline competition Statius failed to win the coveted chaplet of oak leaves. No doubt the extraordinary popularity of his Thebais had led him to regard himself as... more »
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Thebais - Book One - Part Iii
Oh race confed’rate into crimes, that prove
Triumphant o’er th’ eluded rage of Jove!
This wearied arm can scarce the bolt sustain,
And unregarded thunder rolls in vain:
Th’ o’erlaboured Cyclops from his task retires,
Th’ Æolian forge exhausted of its fires.
For this, I suffered Phœbus’ steeds to stray,
And the mad ruler to misguide the day;
When the wide earth to heaps of ashes turned,
And heaven itself the wand’ring chariot burned.
For this, my brother of the wat’ry reign
Released th’ impetuous sluices of the main:
But flames ...