Speaker 1: Oh hi, hello there. This is let's talk about miss Baby,
Speaker 1: and I am that host of yours, the one who
Speaker 1: brings up the dreaded feminist boogeyman, the patriarchy. I'm liv
Speaker 1: and I am here not with more feminist nonsense, she said,
Speaker 1: in a very sarcastic tone, but instead a simple reading
Speaker 1: of all its metamorphoses. That's right. Today is another day
Speaker 1: for me reading something to you in between conversation episodes
Speaker 1: so that I have a moment to get my head
Speaker 1: on straight, not to mention, record and edit loads more
Speaker 1: of them, because that is what I do basically all
Speaker 1: of the time. And so here we are. Today. We're
Speaker 1: diving into book three of the Metamorphoses, which means we're
Speaker 1: about to hear about my favorite characters of all time,
Speaker 1: Cadmus and Harmonia, among other people. Obviously, I'm highlighting Cadams
Speaker 1: and Harmonia, and while their marriage leads to absolutely endless
Speaker 1: myths of all your favorite characters, so just know this
Speaker 1: one is going to be thrilling. Now, as always, these
Speaker 1: are very old translations in order for me to be
Speaker 1: able to read them without copyright issues, but I do
Speaker 1: my best to translate supremely dated phrasing in the moment
Speaker 1: to make it a little bit easier to understand, you know,
Speaker 1: words like thou and thy and twain. Who uses the
Speaker 1: word like twain, like get out of here. Still, it's
Speaker 1: of it, and we love to hear some metamorphoses, So
Speaker 1: we must accept these stuffy old translations, except except maybe
Speaker 1: for one special reading in the future. But we will
Speaker 1: have to wait just a tiny bit longer for news
Speaker 1: on that one. Stay tuned and related. If you want
Speaker 1: more of it, you should definitely pre order a new
Speaker 1: translation that's coming out next week of its Metamorphoses, translated
Speaker 1: by Stephanie McCarter. It's a first translation by a woman
Speaker 1: in over sixty years, and it's gonna be good. And
Speaker 1: I'll have Stephanie on the show to tell you so
Speaker 1: much more about that process. But for now, the old
Speaker 1: timey one just a reminder. We last left off just
Speaker 1: as Jupiter Zeus had kidnapped Europa from Phoenicia and had
Speaker 1: her on his back in the form of that bowl
Speaker 1: h This is Ovid's Metamorphoses, translated by Brooks More Book three,
Speaker 1: Part one. Now, Jupiter had not revealed himself nor laid
Speaker 1: aside the semblance of a bull until they stood upon
Speaker 1: the planes of crete. But not aware of this, her
Speaker 1: father bade her brother Cadmus, search through all the world
Speaker 1: until he found his sister, and proclaimed him doomed to
Speaker 1: exile if he found her not. Thus was he good
Speaker 1: and wicked in one deed, when he had vainly wandered
Speaker 1: over the earth. For who can fathom the deceits of jove. Cadmus,
Speaker 1: the son of Agonore, shunned his country and his father's
Speaker 1: mighty wrath. But he consulted the famed oracles of Phoebus
Speaker 1: and inquired of them what land might offer him a
Speaker 1: refuge and a home. And Phoebus answered him, when on
Speaker 1: the planes a helf her that has never known the yoke,
Speaker 1: shall cross your path, go that way with her, and
Speaker 1: follow where she leads. And when she lies to rest
Speaker 1: herself upon the meadow green, there shall you stop. And
Speaker 1: it will be a sign for you to build upon
Speaker 1: that plain the walls of a great city, and its
Speaker 1: name shall be the city of Beosha. Cadmus turned, but
Speaker 1: hardly had descended from the cave castalian ere. He saw
Speaker 1: a heifer go unguarded gentle paste without the scars of
Speaker 1: labor on her neck. He followed close upon her steps,
Speaker 1: and silently adored celestial Phoebus, author of his way. Till
Speaker 1: over the channel that kepsis whears, he forwarded to the
Speaker 1: fields of Panope, and even over to Beosha. There stood
Speaker 1: the slow paced heifer, and she raised her forehead broad
Speaker 1: with shapely horns towards Heaven. And as she filled the
Speaker 1: air with lowing, stretched her side upon the tender grass,
Speaker 1: and turned her gaze on him who followed in her path.
Speaker 1: Cadmus gave banks and kissed the foreign soil, and offered
Speaker 1: salutation to the fields and unexplored hills. Then he prepared
Speaker 1: to make large sacrifice to Jupiter, and ordered slaves to
Speaker 1: seek the living springs whose waters and libation might be poured.
Speaker 1: There was an ancient grove whose branching trees had never
Speaker 1: known the desecrating acts. Where hidden in the undergrowth a
Speaker 1: cave with those years bending round its low formed arch,
Speaker 1: and hollowed in the jutting rocks. Deep found in the
Speaker 1: dark centered of that hollowed grove, beneath its arched roof
Speaker 1: a beauteous stream of water, welld serene. It's gloom concealed
Speaker 1: a dragon sacred to the warlike mars, crested and gorgeous,
Speaker 1: with iridescent scales and eyes that sparkled as the glow
Speaker 1: of coals. A deadly venom had puffed up its bulk,
Speaker 1: and from his jaws he darted forth three tongues, and
Speaker 1: in a triple row his sharp teeth stood. Now those
Speaker 1: who ventured of the teery and race, misfortuned followers of
Speaker 1: Cadmus took the path that led them to this grove,
Speaker 1: And when they cast down, splashing in the springs an urn,
Speaker 1: the hidden dragon stretched his azure head out from the
Speaker 1: cavern's gloom and vented forth terrific hissings. Horrified, they dropped
Speaker 1: their urns. A sudden trembling shook their knees, and their
Speaker 1: life blood was ice within their veins. The dragon wreathed
Speaker 1: his scales and rolling knots, and with a spring and
Speaker 1: twisted in great folds, reared up his bulk beyond the
Speaker 1: middle rings, high in the air. From whence was given
Speaker 1: his gaze the extreme confines of the grove below a
Speaker 1: size prodigious. His enormous bulk, if seen extended where was
Speaker 1: not to hide, would rival in its length. The serpent's
Speaker 1: folds involved between the planes of the twin bears. The
Speaker 1: terrified Phoenicians, whether armed for conflict or in flight precipitate,
Speaker 1: or whether held incapable from fear, he seized with sudden rage,
Speaker 1: stung them to death, or crushed them in the grasp
Speaker 1: of crushing folds, or blasted with the poison of his breath.
Speaker 1: High in the heavens, the sun's small shadow made when Cadmus,
Speaker 1: wondering what detained his men, prepared to follow them. Clothed
Speaker 1: in a skin torn from a lion, he was armed
Speaker 1: complete with lance of glittering steel, and with a dart,
Speaker 1: but passing these he had a dauntless soul. When he
Speaker 1: explored the grove, there beheld the lifeless bodies, and above
Speaker 1: them stretched the vast, victorious dragon, licking up the blood
Speaker 1: that issued from their ghastly wounds, his red tongues dripping gore,
Speaker 1: then cat missfilled with rage and grief. Behold, my faithful ones,
Speaker 1: I will avenge your deaths, or I will share it.
Speaker 1: He spoke and lifted up a millstone huge in his
Speaker 1: right hand, and having poised it, hurled with a tremendous effort,
Speaker 1: dealing such a blow would crush the strongest builded walls.
Speaker 1: Yet neither to the dragon flinched the shock, nor was
Speaker 1: he wounded, For his armor scales fixed in his hard
Speaker 1: and swarthy hide, repelled the dreadful impact, not the javelin.
Speaker 1: Thus so surely by his armored skin was foiled, For
Speaker 1: through the middle segment of his spine, the steel point
Speaker 1: pierced and sank beneath the flesh deep in his entrail.
Speaker 1: Writhing in great pain, he turned his head upon his
Speaker 1: bleeding back, twisting the shaft with force prodigious, shook it
Speaker 1: back and forth, and wrenched it from the wound. With difficulty,
Speaker 1: wrenched it, but the steel remained securely fastened in his bones.
Speaker 1: Such agony but made increase of rage. His throat was
Speaker 1: swollen with great knotted veins, A white froth gathered on
Speaker 1: his poisonous jaws. The earth resounded with his rasping scales.
Speaker 1: He breathed upon the grass of pestilence, steaming me fitic
Speaker 1: from his stigy in mouth. His body writhes up in
Speaker 1: tremendous guys, his folds now straighter than a beam untwist,
Speaker 1: he rushes forward on his vengeful foe his great breast,
Speaker 1: crushing the deep rooted trees. Small space gave admoss to
Speaker 1: the dragon's rage, For by the lions spoiled, he stood
Speaker 1: the shock and thrusting in his adversary's jaws, the trusted
Speaker 1: lance gave check his mad career. Wild in his rage,
Speaker 1: the dragon bit the steel and fixed his teeth on
Speaker 1: the keen, biting point out from his poisoned palate, streams
Speaker 1: of gore spouted and stained the green with sanguine spray.
Speaker 1: Yet slight the wound, for he recoiled in time and
Speaker 1: drew his wounded body from the spear. By shrinking from
Speaker 1: the sharp steel, saved his throat immortal wound. But Cadmus,
Speaker 1: as he pressed the spear point deeper in the serpent's throat,
Speaker 1: pursued him till an oak tree barred the way. To this,
Speaker 1: he fixed the dragon through the neck. The stout trunk,
Speaker 1: bending with the monster's weight, groaned at the lashing of
Speaker 1: his serpent tail. While the brave victor gazed upon the
Speaker 1: bulk enormous of his vanquished foe. A voice was heard
Speaker 1: from whence was difficult to know, but surely heard, Son
Speaker 1: of Agonore, why are you standing by this carcass, for
Speaker 1: others shall behold your body changed into a serpent. Terrified, amazed,
Speaker 1: he lost his color and his self control. His hair
Speaker 1: stood upright from the dreadful fright. But lo, the hero's
Speaker 1: watchful deity, Minerva, from the upper realms of air, appeared
Speaker 1: before him. She commanded him to sow the dragon's teeth
Speaker 1: in mellowed soil, from which might spring another race of men.
Speaker 1: And he obeyed, And as he plowed the land, took
Speaker 1: care to scatter in the furrowed soil the dragon's teeth
Speaker 1: a seed to raise up man. It's marvelous but true.
Speaker 1: When this was done, the clods began to move. A
Speaker 1: spear point first appeared above the furrows, followed next by
Speaker 1: helmet covered heads nodding their cones, their shoulders, rests, and
Speaker 1: arms waded with spears, and largely grew the shielded crop
Speaker 1: of men. So it is in the joyful theaters when
Speaker 1: the gay curtains rolling from the floor are upward drawn
Speaker 1: until the scene is shown, it seems as if the
Speaker 1: figures rise to view. First we behold their faces, then
Speaker 1: we see their bodies, and their forms, by slow degrees,
Speaker 1: appear before us on the painted cloth. Cadmus, affrighted by
Speaker 1: this host, prepared to arm for his defense. But one
Speaker 1: of those from Earth created cried, arm not away from
Speaker 1: civil wars, And with his trench and sword, he smote
Speaker 1: an earthborn brother hand to hand, even as the vanquished.
Speaker 1: So the victor fell pierced by a dart. Some distant
Speaker 1: brother hurled. Likewise, he who cast that dart was slain,
Speaker 1: both breathing forth their lives upon the air. So briefly
Speaker 1: there's expired together all as if demented, leaped in sudden rage,
Speaker 1: each on the other, dealing mutual wounds. So, having lived
Speaker 1: the space allotted them, the youthful warriors perished as they
Speaker 1: smote the earth, their blood stained mother, with their breasts,
Speaker 1: And only five of all the troop remained, of whom
Speaker 1: Echion by Minerva warned, called on his brothers to give
Speaker 1: up the fight and cast his arms away in pledge
Speaker 1: of faith. When Cadmus exiled from Sidonia's gates, builded the
Speaker 1: new city by Apollo named these five were trusted comrades
Speaker 1: in his toil. Now thebes is founded. Who can deem
Speaker 1: thy days? Unhappy? In shine? Exile? Cadmus, you the son
Speaker 1: in law of Mars and Venus, You, whose glorious wife
Speaker 1: has borne to shine, embrace daughters and sons, and your
Speaker 1: grandchildren join around thee almost grown to man's estate. Nor
Speaker 1: should we say he leads a happy life till after
Speaker 1: death the funeral rites are paid. Your grandson Cadmus was
Speaker 1: the first to cast your dear felicity and sorrow's gloom. Oh,
Speaker 1: it was pitiful to witness him, his horns out branching
Speaker 1: from his forehead, chased by dogs that panted for their
Speaker 1: master's blood. If you should well inquire, it will be
Speaker 1: shown his sorrow was the crime of fortune, not his guilt.
Speaker 1: For who maintains mistakes our crimes. Upon a mountain stained
Speaker 1: with slaughtered game, the young hy Anteon stood already. Day
Speaker 1: increasing to meridian may decrease the flitting shadows and the
Speaker 1: hot sun shone between extremes in equal distance. Such the
Speaker 1: hour when speaking to his fellow friends, the while they
Speaker 1: wandered by those lonely haunts, Acteon of Hyantis kindly, Thus
Speaker 1: our nets and steel are stained with slaughtered game. The
Speaker 1: day has filled its complement of sport. Now when Aurora's
Speaker 1: in her saffron car bringing back the light of day,
Speaker 1: we may again repair to haunts of sport. Now Phoebus
Speaker 1: hangs in middle sky, cleaving the fields with heat enough
Speaker 1: of toil take down the knotted nets. All did as
Speaker 1: he commanded, and they sought their needed rest. There is
Speaker 1: a valley called our Gaffia, sacred to Diana dance with
Speaker 1: pine trees and the pointed cypress, where deep in the
Speaker 1: woods that fringed the valley's edge was hollowed in frail sandstone,
Speaker 1: and the soft white pumice of the hills and arch
Speaker 1: so true it seemed the art of man, for nature's
Speaker 1: touch ingenious it had so fairly wrought the stone, making
Speaker 1: the entrance of a grotto cool. Upon the right, a
Speaker 1: limpid fountain ran and babbled as its lucid channel spread
Speaker 1: into a clear pool edged with tender grass. Here, when
Speaker 1: a wearied with exciting sport, the Sylvan goddess loved to
Speaker 1: come and bathe her virgin beauty in the crystal pool.
Speaker 1: After Diana entered with her nymphs, she gave her javelin
Speaker 1: quiver and her bow to one accustomed to the care
Speaker 1: of arms. She gave her mantle to another nymph who
Speaker 1: stood near by her. As she took it off, two
Speaker 1: others loosed the sandals from her feet. But Crocoli, the
Speaker 1: daughter of his meanness, more skillful than her sisters, gathered
Speaker 1: up the goddesses scattered tresses in a knot. Her own
Speaker 1: were loosely wantoned on the breeze. Then in their ample urns,
Speaker 1: dipped the water and poured it forth the cloud nymph Nephili,
Speaker 1: the nymph of the crystal pools, called Hiale the rain drop,
Speaker 1: Ranis piscats of the dews, and Fayale, the guardian of
Speaker 1: their urns. And while they bathed Diana in their streams. Acton,
Speaker 1: wandering through the unknown woods, entered the precincts of that
Speaker 1: sacred grove, with steps uncertain, wandered as his fate directed,
Speaker 1: for his sport must wait till morn. As soon as
Speaker 1: he entered, where the clear springs welled or trickled from
Speaker 1: the grottoes walls, the nymphs, now ready for the bath, beheld.
Speaker 1: The man smote on their breast and made the woods resound,
Speaker 1: suddenly shrieking. Quickly gathered they to shield Diana with their
Speaker 1: naked forms, But she stood head and shoulders taller than
Speaker 1: her guards as cloud bright tinted by the slanting sun,
Speaker 1: or purple dyed aurora. So appeared Diana's countenance when she
Speaker 1: was seen. Oh how she wished her arrows were at hand,
Speaker 1: but only having water, This she took and dashed it
Speaker 1: on his manly countenance, and sprinkled with the avenging stream
Speaker 1: his hair, and said, these words, presage of future woe.
Speaker 1: Go tell it if your tongue can tell the tale.
Speaker 1: Your bold eyes saw me stripped of all my robes.
Speaker 1: No more, she threatened. But she fixed the horns of
Speaker 1: a great stag firm on his sprinkled brows. She lengthened
Speaker 1: out his neck, She made his ears sharp at the top.
Speaker 1: She changed his hands and feet, made long legs of
Speaker 1: his arms, and covered them with dappled hair. His courage
Speaker 1: turned to fear the brave son of Autana. We took
Speaker 1: to flight, and marveled that he sped so swiftly. On
Speaker 1: he saw his horns reflected in a stream, and would
Speaker 1: have said, ah, wretched me. But now he had no voice,
Speaker 1: and he could only groan. Large tears ran trickling down
Speaker 1: his face transformed in every feature, Yet as clear remained
Speaker 1: his understanding and he wondered what he should attempt to do,
Speaker 1: should he return to his ancestral palace or plunged deep
Speaker 1: in vast vacuities of forest. Wild fear made him hesitate
Speaker 1: to trust the woods, and shame deterred him from his
Speaker 1: homeward way while doubting. Thus, his dogs aspired him there.
Speaker 1: First Blackfoot and the sharp nosed Tracer raised the signal
Speaker 1: Tracer of the Canasian breed, and Blackfoot of the Spartan
Speaker 1: swift as Wind. The others followed Glutton, Quicksite, Surefoot, three
Speaker 1: dogs of Arcadia, then Valiant kill Buck, Tempest, fierce Hunter,
Speaker 1: and the rapid wing foot, sharp scented Chaser and wood
Speaker 1: Ranger wounded so lately by a wild boar. Savage Wildwood.
Speaker 1: The wolf begot with the Shepherdess, the cow dog and
Speaker 1: ravenous Harpy, followed by her twin whelps and the thin
Speaker 1: girt laid On chosen from Ciconia, Racer and Barker, Brindled
Speaker 1: Spot and Tiger, Sturdy, old Stout and white haired Blanche
Speaker 1: and black smut Lusty, Big black On, Trusty, Storm and Quickfoot,
Speaker 1: Active young Wolfet and her cyprion brother black headed Snap
Speaker 1: blazed with a patch of white hair from forehead to
Speaker 1: his muzzle, swarthy black coat and shaggy bristol towser and wildtooth,
Speaker 1: his sire of Dicti and his damn of lake On
Speaker 1: and yelping bow buler, These and others, more than patients,
Speaker 1: leads us to recount or name all eager for their prey.
Speaker 1: The pack surmount rocks, cliffs and crags, precipitous, where paths
Speaker 1: are steep, where roads are none, He flies by roots,
Speaker 1: so oft pursued. But now, alas his flight is from
Speaker 1: his own, he would have cried, behold your master, it
Speaker 1: is I, acting on words, refused his will. The yelping
Speaker 1: pack pressed on first black main season, and tore his
Speaker 1: master's back savage the next. Then Rover's teeth were clinched
Speaker 1: deep in his shoulder. These, though tardy, outcut through a bypath,
Speaker 1: and arriving first, clung to their master till the pack
Speaker 1: came up. The whole pack fastened on their master's flesh
Speaker 1: till place was none for others. Groaning, he made frightful
Speaker 1: sounds that not the human voice could utter, nor the stag,
Speaker 1: and filled the hills with dismal moans. And as a suppliant,
Speaker 1: fell down to the ground upon his trembling knees, and
Speaker 1: turned his stricken eyes on his own dogs, entreating them
Speaker 1: to spare him from their fangs. But his companions, witless
Speaker 1: of his plight, urged on the swift pack with their
Speaker 1: hunting cries. They saught acting on, and they vainly called,
Speaker 1: acting on high, acting on, just as though he was
Speaker 1: away from them. Each time they called, he turned his head.
Speaker 1: And when they chided him, whose indolence denied the joys
Speaker 1: of sport, how much he wished an indolent desire had
Speaker 1: happily held him from his revenous pack. Oh, how much
Speaker 1: better it is to see the hunt and the fierce
Speaker 1: dogs than feel their savage deeds. They gathered round him,
Speaker 1: and they fixed their snouts deep in his flesh, tore
Speaker 1: him to pieces. He, whose features only as a dag,
Speaker 1: appeared to said Diana's fury, raged with none abatement, till
Speaker 1: the torn flesh ceased to live hapless acteons, and in
Speaker 1: various ways was now regarded. Some deplored his doom, but
Speaker 1: others praised Diana's chastity, and all gave many reasons. But
Speaker 1: the spouse of Jove alone, remaining silent, gave no praise
Speaker 1: nor blame. Whenever calamity befell the race of Cadmus, she
Speaker 1: rejoiced in secret, for she visited her rage on all
Speaker 1: Europa's kindred. Now a fresh occasion has been added to
Speaker 1: her grief and wild with jealousy of Semile, her tongue
Speaker 1: as ever ready to her rage. Let's loose a torrent
Speaker 1: of abuse away, away with words? Why should I speak
Speaker 1: of it? Let me attack her, Let me spoil that Jade.
Speaker 1: Am I not Juno, the supreme of Heaven, queen of
Speaker 1: the flash accepter? Am I not sister and wife of
Speaker 1: Jove omnipotent? She even wishes to be known by him,
Speaker 1: a mother of a deity, A joy almost denied to me.
Speaker 1: Great confidence has she in her great beauty. Nevertheless, I
Speaker 1: shall so weave the web the bolt of Jove would
Speaker 1: fail to save her. Let the gods deny that I
Speaker 1: am Saturn's daughter, if her shade descend. Not stricken to
Speaker 1: the stiggy and wave, she rose up quickly from her
Speaker 1: shining throne, and, hidden in a cloud of fiery hue,
Speaker 1: descended to the home of Semile and while encompassed by
Speaker 1: the cloud, transformed her whole appearance as to counterfeit old
Speaker 1: Barrowe and Epidowrian nurse who tended Semilely. Her trusses changed
Speaker 1: to gray, her smooth skin wrinkled, and her step grown
Speaker 1: feeble as her she moved with trembling limbs. Her voice
Speaker 1: was quivering as an ancient dames as Juno, thus disguised,
Speaker 1: began to talk to Semele, when presently the name of
Speaker 1: Jove was mentioned. Artful Juno, thus doubtful that Jupiter could
Speaker 1: be her love. When Jove appears to pledge his love
Speaker 1: to you, implore him to assume his majesty and all
Speaker 1: his glory, even as he does in presence of his
Speaker 1: stately Juno, Yes, implore him to caress you as a
Speaker 1: god with artful words as these. The goddess worked upon
Speaker 1: the trusting mind of Semele, daughter of Cadmus, till she
Speaker 1: begged of Jove a boon that only hastened her sad death.
Speaker 1: For Jove, not knowing her design, replied, whatever you wish,
Speaker 1: it shall not be denied, and that your hearts shall
Speaker 1: suffer no distrust. I pledge me by that deity. The
Speaker 1: waves of the deep Stigian lake, oath of the gods,
Speaker 1: all over joyed at her misfortune, proud that she prevailed,
Speaker 1: and pleased that she secured of him a promise that
Speaker 1: could only cause her own disaster. Semele addressed, Almighty Jove,
Speaker 1: come unto me, and the splendor of your glory, as
Speaker 1: your might is shown to Juno, goddess of the skies.
Speaker 1: Fain would he stifle her disastrous tongue? Before he knew
Speaker 1: her quest, the words were said, and knowing that his
Speaker 1: greatest oath was pledged, he sadly mounted to the lofty skies,
Speaker 1: and by his potent nod assembled there. The deep clouds
Speaker 1: in the rain began to pour, and thunderbolts resounded, but
Speaker 1: he strove to mitigate his power, and armed him not
Speaker 1: with the flames overwhelming, as had put to flight his
Speaker 1: hundred handed foe, typheus flames too dreadful. Other thunderbolts he
Speaker 1: took forged by the cyclops of a milder heat, with
Speaker 1: which insignia of his majesty. Sad and reluctant, he appeared
Speaker 1: to her. Her mortal form could not endure the shock,
Speaker 1: and she was burned to ashes. In his sight, an
Speaker 1: unformed babe was rescued from her side and nurtured in
Speaker 1: the thigh of Jupiter completed nature's time until his birth.
Speaker 1: I know his aunt in secret nurse to the boy
Speaker 1: and cradled him and him nicea nymphs concealed in caves
Speaker 1: and fed with needful milk. While these events, according to
Speaker 1: the laws of destiny, occurred, and while the child, the
Speaker 1: twice born Bacchus, in his cradle, lay Tis told the
Speaker 1: Jupiter a careless hour, indulged too freely in the nectar cup,
Speaker 1: and having laid aside all weighty cares, jested with Juno
Speaker 1: as she idled by freely. The god began, who doubts
Speaker 1: the truth. The female's pleasure is a great delight, much
Speaker 1: greater than the pleasure of a man. Juno denied it.
Speaker 1: Wherefore Twas agreed to ask Tyreseius to declare the truth
Speaker 1: that whom none knew, both male and female joys. For
Speaker 1: wandering in a green wood, he had seen two serpents coupling,
Speaker 1: and he took his staff and sharply struck them till
Speaker 1: they broke and fled. Tis marvelous that instant he became
Speaker 1: a woman from a man, and so remained while seven
Speaker 1: autumns passed. When eight were told again, he saw them
Speaker 1: in their former plate, and thus he spoke. Since such
Speaker 1: a power was wrought by one stroke of a staff,
Speaker 1: my sex was changed again. I strike, and even as
Speaker 1: he struck the same two snakes, his former sex returned.
Speaker 1: His manhood was restored, as both agreed to choose him
Speaker 1: umpire of their sportive strife. He gave decision in support
Speaker 1: of Jove. From this, the disappointment Juno felt surpassed all reason,
Speaker 1: and enraged, decreed eternal night sealed Tyresius's eyes. Immortal deities
Speaker 1: may never turn decrees and deeds of other gods to not,
Speaker 1: but Jove, to recompense his loss of sight, endowed with
Speaker 1: him the gift of prophecy Nerds, Nerds, Nerds, How fun
Speaker 1: was that? What did I say about Cadmos and harmonious children?
Speaker 1: Even if this translation didn't want name Harmonia? Anyway, They've
Speaker 1: got some famous ship going on, and I love them
Speaker 1: for it, acting on and smile and there's just so
Speaker 1: much more to come. On the next rating episode, We're
Speaker 1: going to get to a real favorite of so many
Speaker 1: of you. Echo in Narcissus and oh my god, so
Speaker 1: much backus, so much backus, But for now, thanks as always,
Speaker 1: you're the best. I do love these transformation stories and
Speaker 1: Ovid's take on them, but I really can't wait for
Speaker 1: you all to hear more about Stephanie McCarter's translation. It's
Speaker 1: so fresh and readable and generally just great because she
Speaker 1: went into it with a feminist mindset, wanting to avoid
Speaker 1: so many of the pitfalls of past translations, bizarre inclusions
Speaker 1: of misogyny, you know the ones. We deal with them
Speaker 1: all the time. Hence the excitement, So stay tuned for
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