a love of something yet unknown
"My breast was mov'd; nor could I longer keep
"My place.--O earth! where I shall ne'er return--
"Farewel! I cry'd,--and plung'd below the waves.
"Worthy the ocean deities me deem'd
"To join their social troop, and anxious pray'd
"To Tethys, and old Ocean, Tethys' spouse,
"To purge whate'er of mortal I retain'd.
"By them lustrated, and the potent song
"Nine times repeated, earthly taints to cleanse,
"They bade me 'neath an hundred gushing streams
"To place my bosom. No delay I seek;
"The floods from numerous fountains pour'd, the main
"O'erwhelm'd my head. Thus far what deeds were done
"My memory helps me to relate; thus far
"Alone can I remember; all the rest
"Dark to my memory seems. My sense restor'd,
"I found my body chang'd in every part;
"Nor was my mind the same. Then first I saw
"This beard of dingy green, and these long locks
"Which through the seas I sweep; these shoulders huge;
"Those azure arms and thighs in fish-like form
"Furnish'd with fins. But what avails this shape?
"What that by all the deities marine
"I dear am held? a deity myself?
"If all these honors cannot touch thy breast."
These words he spoke, and more to speak prepar'd,
When Scylla left the god. Repuls'd, he griev'd
And sought Titanian Circe's monstrous court.

*The Fourteenth Book.*

Scylla transformed to a monster by Circe through jealousy; and
ultimately to a rock. Continuation of AEneas' voyage. Dido.
Cercopians changed to apes. Descent of AEneas to hell. The Cumaean
Sybil. Adventures of Achaemenides with Polyphemus: and of Macareus
amongst the Lestrigonians. Enchantments of Circe. Story of the
transformation of Picus to a woodpecker; and of the nymph Canens
to air. The Latian wars. Misfortunes of Diomede. Agmon and others
changed to herons. Appulus to a wild olive. The Trojan ships
changed to sea-nymphs. The city Ardea to a bird. Deification of
AEneas. Latin kings. Vertumnus and Pomona. Story of Iphis and
Anaxarete. Wars with the Sabines. Apotheoesis of Romulus; and of
his wife Hersilia.

THE *Fourteenth Book* OF THE METAMORPHOSES OF OVID.

Now had Euboean Glaucus, who could cleave
The surging sea, left Etna, o'er the breasts
Of giants thrown, and left the Cyclops' fields,
Unconscious of the plough's or harrow's use;
And unindebted to the oxen yok'd.
Zancle he