(THE NYMPH ROSE FROM THE SEA AND BORE THE VEIL AWAY, by William Heath
Robinson (1872-1944), [Public Domain] via Creative Commons)
Ancient origin myths and
creation stories can be really strange. So, too, are many of the creatures and
monsters found in mythology weird and bizarre. Therefore, it is not surprise
that the origin stories of some mythological beings are especially odd.
A particular band of sea
nymphs found in the poetic verse of The
Aeneid by Virgil (70-19 BCE) perfectly illustrates how peculiarly some
mythological entities were born. The epic poem about Aeneas follows a band of
Trojan refugees journeying to make a new life in Italy, only to be constantly
harrassed by the goddess Juno and the various peoples (Carthaginians and native Italians) she riled up against the homeless wanderers. Just
like in The Illiad and The Odyssey, the gods choose sides and
intervene on multiple occasions to help, or hinder, the characters of the
story.
One of the stranger
supernatural events of The Aeneid,
however, is the birth of a group of sea nymphs. These nymphs were not brought
about by the promiscuity of the gods, or curses or blessings placed on humans, as
many other creatures of myth came into being. No, these particular nymphs from The Aeneid actually originated as the
ships used by Aeneas and his Trojan companions. When the Trojan refugees and
the Italian Latins mobilized their forces to make war against each other, the
ships of the Trojans broke their mooring lines, transformed into nymphs and
dove into the ocean. This is the passage that describes the transformation of
ships into sea nymphs:
“And all at once,
each vessel snapping her
cables free of the bank,
they dive like dolphins,
plunging headlong beaks
to the bottom’s depths, then
up they surface,
turned into lovely
virgins—wondrous omen—
each a sea-nymph sweeping out
to sea.”
- From The Aeneid by Virgil (Book Nine), translated by Robert Fagles (Penguin Classics edition), 2010.
The nymphs return to aid the
Trojans later, where they give Aeneas an account of their birth:
“A troop of his comrades
comes to meet him,
halfway home, the nymphs that
kindly Cybebe told
to rule the sea in power,
changing the ships
to sea-nymphs swimming
abreast, cutting the waves,
as many as all the bronze
prows berthed at anchor once.
They know their king far off,
circling, dancing round him
and one, most eloquent of
them all, Cymodocea swims in
on his wake and grips his
stern with her right hand,
arching her back above the
swells as her left hand
rows the silent waves, and
she calls out to Aeneas,
lost to it all: “Awake
Aeneas, son of the gods?
Wake up! Fling your sheets to
the winds, sail free!
Here we are, the pines from
the sacred ridge of Ida,
When traitorous Turnus forced
us headlong on
with sword and torch, we
burst your mooring lines,
we had no choice, and now we
scour the seas
to find our captain. The
Great Mother pitied us,
changed our shape, she made
us goddesses, yes,
And so we pass our lives
beneath the waves.”
- From The Aeneid by Virgil (Book Ten), translated by Robert Fagles (Penguin Classics edition), 2010.
Written by C. Keith Hansley
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