Sep. 13th, 2006

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one of the ancestress poems, from Apuleius ca. 160.

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O blessed Queen of heaven, whether you be the Dame Ceres who is the original and motherly nource of all fruitful things on earth, who after the finding of your daughter Proserpina, through the great joy which you did presently conceive, made barren and unfruitful ground to be ploughed and sown, and now you inhabit in the land of Eleusie; or whether you be the celestial Venus, who in the beginning of the world did couple together all kind of things with an engendered love, by an eternal propagation of humankind, are now worshipped within the Temples of the Isle Paphos, you who are the sister of the God Phoebus, who nourishes so many people by the generation of beasts, and are now adored at the sacred places of Ephesus, you who are horrible Proserpina, by reason of the deadly howlings which you yieldest, you have the power to stop and put away the invasion of the hags and Ghosts which appear men, and to keep them down in the closures of the earth: you who nourishes all the fruits of the world by your vigour and force; with whatsoever name or fashion it is lawful to call upon you, I pray you, to end my great travail and misery, and deliver me from the wretched fortune, which had so long time pursued me. Grant peace and rest if it please you to my adversities, for I have endured too too much labour and peril. Remove from me my shape of an Ass, and render to me my pristine estate, and if I have offended in any point of divine Majesty, let me rather die then live, for I am full weary of life.

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