Famous Scylla Poems by Famous Poets
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Culling their potent herbs and baleful drugs,
Who, as they sung, would take the prisoned soul,
And lap it in Elysium: Scylla wept,
And chid her barking waves into attention,
And fell Charybdis murmured soft applause.
Yet they in pleasing slumber lulled the sense,
And in sweet madness robbed it of itself;
But such a sacred and home-felt delight,
Such sober certainty of waking bliss,
I never heard till now. I'll speak to her,
And she shall be my queen.QHail, foreign wonder!
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by
Milton, John
...hat mouth.
So I will in my story straightway pass
To more immediate matter. Woe, alas!
That love should be my bane! Ah, Scylla fair!
Why did poor Glaucus ever--ever dare
To sue thee to his heart? Kind stranger-youth!
I lov'd her to the very white of truth,
And she would not conceive it. Timid thing!
She fled me swift as sea-bird on the wing,
Round every isle, and point, and promontory,
From where large Hercules wound up his story
Far as Egyptian Nile. My passion grew
The more...Read more of this...
by
Keats, John
...into her womb,
And kennel there; yet there still barked and howled
Within unseen. Far less abhorred than these
Vexed Scylla, bathing in the sea that parts
Calabria from the hoarse Trinacrian shore;
Nor uglier follow the night-hag, when, called
In secret, riding through the air she comes,
Lured with the smell of infant blood, to dance
With Lapland witches, while the labouring moon
Eclipses at their charms. The other Shape--
If shape it might be called that shape had ...Read more of this...
by
Milton, John
...blivion, ridesO'er boisterous waves, through winter's midnight gloom,'Twixt Scylla and Charybdis, while, in roomOf pilot, Love, mine enemy, presides;At every oar a guilty fancy bides,Holding at nought the tempest and the tomb;A moist eternal wind the sails consume,Of sighs, of hopes, and of desire besides.Read more of this...
by
Petrarch, Francesco
...uick and ready to assail as he:Enceladus when Etna most he shakes,Nor angry Scylla, nor Charybdis makesSo great and frightful noise, as did the shockOf this (first doubtful) battle: none could mock[Pg 362]Such earnest war; all drew them to the heightTo see what 'mazed their hearts and di...Read more of this...
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Petrarch, Francesco
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