YOu 1 Nuptiall Powers and thou 2 Lucina * * Proeses Puerperii se•… Praefecta Parturientibus Head And carefull Guardian of the 3 G•…niall Bed And 4 thou who Tiphys taught'st as with a rein To guide the 5 first Ship through the subdu'd Maine 6 Dread Soveraigne of the Seas thou ever bright Phaebus that to the world divid'st thy light 7 Three-formed Hecate that dost display On nightly mysteries thy conscious Ray And all yee Gods by whom false Iason swore Or you Medea rather should implore Darke Chaos deeps Infernall damned soules The King who Hells sad Monarchy controules And * * Proserpina Queen with better faith was ravished Heare whilst we imprecate yee 8 Furies dread The punishers of guilt in bloudy hands Grasping your pitchy-blacke and sulph'ry Brands With snaky Curles and squallid looks appeare As horrid at our Nuptialls as you were Death on the new-made * * Creusa the Daughter of Creon King of Corinth whom Iason repudiating Medea had newly married Euripides in Medea some others give her the name of Gl•…uca Bride on Corinths King And our owne Progeny untimely bring And with some imprecation yet more dire 'Gainst my false Husband my fell minde inspire Live he through Townes despis'd and friendlesse rove Feare hatred poverty and exile prove Wish me his Wife againe and harbour from A stranger crave now a knowne Guest become And then which none a greater curse can be Children be get he like himselfe and me See! our Revenge doth with our Wish conspire These we have borne We Plaints in vaine expire Why rush we not upon our Foes and there The Bridall Tapers from the Bearers teare Extinguish them and bury all in Night Behold'st thou this thou Fountaine of all light Phaebus 9 the Radiant Author of our Race And driv'st through Chrystall skies thy wonted space Runn'st thou not back unto the East and Day Remeasur'st O! to me resigne thy sway Give me the Guidance of those burning Reines That rule the Coursers with the fiery Maines I 'ld scourge 'till Corinth whose 10 small Land divides Two opposite Seas and breakes their battering Tides Consum'd in Flames should make them way to joyne Nought rests to doe but that a Nuptiall Pine We beare and when the holy Prair's and all The Rites are done then that our victimes fall Through thine owne Bowells reach at thy Revenge Soule if thou liv'st all Womanish Feares estrange Let thy stout minde on her old strength presume And more then Scythian Ferity assume What Ills once 11 Colchos now shall Corinth see Horrid unperpetrated crueltie Terror to Men and Gods workes in my Minde Wounds Death * * See the Annotations at the number 11 in fine spred Funeralls of Limbes dis-joyn'd Pish what flight triviall Ills doe we recount Acts of our Virgin hands Our Rage should mount Ills more sublime more horrid Acts of Bloud Suite with our married state and Motherhood Courage then On to act thy Tragedy With all thy Furie that Posterity Thy fatall Nuptialls and divorce may finde Equally signall Stay thou rash of minde Thy spouse by what meanes leav'st thou by the same I once did follow him All sence of shame Abandon and delayes as fruitlesse flye The Faith by Ills confirm'd by Ills shall dye Ex. Medea CHORVS Of Corinthian Women Singing an Epithalamium to the Nuptialls of Jason and Creusa 12 You Gods whose Empire in the skies Or in the tumid Ocean lies These 12 Princely Nuptialls blesse we pray 12 Whilst all due Rites the people pay First to those 13 Powers that thunder fling And Scepters beare for offering A Bull white without spot shall dye A Heifer that did never try The servile Yoake then snow more white Thee 14 O Lucina doth delight 15 To her who Mars his bloudy hands Doth ma•…acle in peacefull Bands Who strifes of Nations doth compose Whose 15 Horne with growing plenty flowes Shall fall a gent•…er Sacrifice 16 And thou who these Solemnities And Rites * * As oppos'd to Medea's Nuptiall•… which were 〈◊〉 and Illegitimate 〈◊〉 in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of this Chorus Legitimate dost grace And the nights sullen darknesse chase With thy auspicious hand come drown'd In Wine thy 16 Head with Roses crown'd 17 And thou bright Star with silver ray Fore-runner of the Night and Day That slow to those dost still returne Who with loves mutu'all flames doth burne Mothers that long Daughters new wed Wish thee thy early beames to spread 'Mong the 18 Cecropian Dames the Pride For Beauty vaile unto the Bride The Virgins of the 19 Wallesse Towne Who on 20 Taygetus his Crowne Themselves as is their Countries guise In 20 manly Pastimes exercise And those their limbes in 21 Dirce lave Or in 22 Alphaeus sacred Wave To the 23 Aesonian Youth for grace And Forme shall 24 Bacchus selfe give place Who to the Yoake •…ierce Tygers chaines Or he who o're the 25 Trypods raignes Milde Brother to the 26 sterner Maid The 26 Swan-got Twins faire Laedae laid Castor with Pollux who for blow Of weighty 27 Sledge doth all out-goe Yeeld to * * Iason Aesonides the day So so Caelestiall powers we pray All wives excell the the beauteous Bride The Bride-groom passe all men beside When with the Virgin Quire * * The Bride she joynes Her look 'bove all with lustre shines So when the Sun his Beames displayes The splendour of the Stars decayes So fade the 28 Pleïads scarcely seen When with her borrowed shine night's Queen Inorbs her Crescent so to th' eye White blushes with 29 Phaenician Dye So when day dawnes Sols ruddy light Shewes to the dew-wet Shepherds sight From 30 Phasis horrid bed releast Wont with unwilling hand the Breast To touch of such a barbarous Bride With Parents wills first ratifi'd Now happy wed a Grecian dame Now Youths with Taunts permissive game And in loose Rimes chant sportive words Rare is this licence 'gainst your Lords Faire 31 Issue of the God of Wine T is time to light thy carved Pine 32 With Wine-wet fingers then put out The solemne Flame whilst all the Rout With mirthfull jollity doth ring And the 33 Fescennine youths doe •…ing Their Festive Flouts shee want these Rites And grace of Hymeneall l•…ghts Who as a fugitive shall wed Her selfe unto a forraigne Bed Act the Second Scene the first Enter MEDEA and her NURSE MEDEA OH I am slaine the * * The Marriage Song Hymeneall's sound Hath pierc'd my Eares and giv'n my Heart a wound The Ill I suffer I scarce yet beleeve And thus could 1 Iason cause Medea grieve When from my Father Countrey Crowne and State H' had brought me thus to leave me desolate In a strange Land could he our merits slight Cruell and thanklesse wretch whose pow'rfull might Seas rage he saw and force of Flames out-went Thinks he then all our stock of Mischiefe spe•…t Perplex'd and wav'ring my unquiet Mind Labours which way she may her vengeance find Would Heav'ns he had a Brother
face Vex't with 33 Thessalian Charmes a nearer race To Earth shee runs So shine thy tristfull light With pallid Ray and with strange 34 Horrour fright The world whilst thy extreame•… to ease O great 35 Dyctynna rich 36 Chorinthian Brasse is beat Upon this Bloud-stain'd 37 Turfe our sacrifice To thee we make this Funerall 38 Torch supplies Nocturnall fires snatch'd from the flaming Pile 39 To thee our Head we tosse with neck bow'd while Our Charmes wee utter our haires loosely spread A Fillet bindes as when we mourne the dead To thee this * * In the Originall it is Tristis Ramus which I have rendred Withered as mov'd by the Authority of B•…n Iohnson whom see in his Notes upon his Ma•…ke of Witches withered bough thus wave we round Brought from the darke shades neare the Stygian Sound To thee with bared breast true * * A frow of Bacchus or Bacchanall so called of the •…rantick Furv that possest them Maenad-like This * * In the Latine it is Sacro cultro see the reason why I so render it in B•…n Iohnson his Notes upon his Maske of Witches ut supra rusty knife thus in our Armes we strike Our streaming bloud downe to the Altar flowes Inure your selves my hands such wounds t' impose And learne the dearest Bloud of thine to shed The * * •…ide qu•… ad 〈◊〉 37. Ann. t. hallowed Floud our pierced vaines have bled If thou complain'st thou art too often prest B'our Orisons pardon a forc'd request That thus O 40 Persis we thy Pow'rs implore The Cause is still the same as heretofore Stili Iason now infect the Brides Attire That when put on the close Serpentine fire Her inmost marrow may consume within The yellow gold couch'd lies the flame unseen 41 Which he who rues his Heav'nly Theft with still Renewed Liver gave and taught the skill How to conceale its force Mulciber did Give us these fires in subtile Sulphure hid This living flash of fatall lightning we From Phaeton our Cousen tooke here be The gifts the triple-shap'd 42 Chimaera gave The Flames breath'd from the Bulls scortch'd throats we have Which mixed with 43 Medusa's Gall doe serve So charg'd the secret Mischiefe to conserve With Pow'r these poysons Hecate inspire And guard the hidden seeds of the close fire Lurkes in these gifts let them deceive the Test Of sight and touch whilst in her vaines and brest The subtile fervour spreads and doth calcine Her melting Limbes in smoak let her Bones pine And her inflamed tresses beam-like blaze And dim the light her Nuptiall Tapers raies 44 Our Pray'rs are heard 44 thrice Heca•… bark'd aloud Thrice with sad flames her sacred fires she shew'd All 's finish'd Nurse my Children call that they Unto Creusa may these gifts convey Goe Children issue of a haplesse mother Goe by your pray'rs and Presents seek another Lesse kinde t' appease Back hither quickly hie That we your last embraces may enjoy CHORVS Wither runs bloudy 45 Maenas drove By the fierce fury of her love What Mischiefe with wild rage prepares Wrath with rough frownes her looks impaires Shaking her head she proudly jets And menaces the * * Creon King with threats Who her an Exile would suppose The flushing red in her cheeks glowes Now palenesse thence the red doth chace No colour long her changing face Retaines now here she runs now there Distracted as her passions beare As Tygresse of her young bereft With wilde speed prosecutes the theft Through 47 Ganges Forrest so nor rage Medea knowes nor love t' asswage Now wrath and love their Pow'rs conjoyne What will shee doe to which incline When from Pelasgian lands away Will she her cursed selfe convey And by her wished absence cleare The * * Creon and Iason Kings and Kingdome of their feare Now Phoebus drive with winged pace Nor curbing Reines retard thy Race In her dark shades let friendly night Now hide the lustre of the light And Hesperus Night's usher steep The fear'd day in the Westerne Deep Act the Fifth Scene the first NUNCIUS and CHORUS NUNCIVS All 's lost our Kingdomes Glory sunke in fire The * * Creusa the new Bride Creon her Father Princely Daughter and her * * Creusa the new Bride Creon her Father Royall Sir•… In blended Ashes lye CHORVS Say how betray'd NVNCIVS Ev'n by those usuall Traines for Kings are layd By Gifts CHORUS In those what treachery could be NNNCIVS Nay that 's my wonder nor though th' fact I see Can my beliefe receive 't for possible CHORVS The manner of so strange a ruine tell NUNCIVS As 't was * * By Medea commanded the devouring flame Assaults each part o th' Pallace the whole frame In pieces falls and now we feare the Towne CHORVS The raging flames with throwne-on waters drowne NVNCIVS Ev'n that astonishment and wonder breeds In this disaster Fire on Water feeds The more supprest the more it burnes and growes By that which to extinguish we impose Scene the second Enter MEDEA and NVRSE NVRSE Fly flye Medea quickly hence be gon And seek with speed some other Region MEDEA How should we flye No were we fled to see This day we would returne againe to be Spectatresse of these gallant Nuptialls Heart Dost stopp pursue thy happy rage this part Of thy enjoy'd Revenge what is' t Distraught Dost thou yet love is widdowed Iason thought Sufficient Worke Medea worke invent Some strange unusuall kinde of punishment Hence with all right expulsed shame be gone That 's poore revenge which by weake hands is done By all intent on wrath bravely excite Thy drooping thoughts and with more eager might Rouze up th' old sparkes of rage hid in thy breast What we have done already to the rest W' intend may be call'd piety now ply 't Let the world know how vulgar and how slight Our former Ills were but as Preludes to Ensuing rage What could such rude hands doe Might be term'd great or by a Girle be showne W' are now Medea our Invention growne As our Ills multiply'd Now now w' are joy'd We lopt our Brothers head and did divide His bleeding Limbes that we our Father spoyl'd Of his Crownes sacred Treasure and beguil'd Daughters to take up particidiall Armes Seek matter for thy Fury for all harmes That brings a hand prepar'd Wrath whither oh Transported art thou 'Gainst what trecherous Foe Intend'st these weapons Something my fierce mind But what I know not hath within design'd Nor darest ' her selfe disclos't Foole I have been Too fondly rash Oh that I could have seen Some Children of the Strumpet got What 's thine By Iason thinke Creusa bore This kinde Of vengeance likes and likes deservedly The height of Ills with a resolve as high Attempt you we did once our Children call For your Sires Crimes a satisfaction fall Horror invades my heart an Icy cold Stiffens my limbes my breast pants wrath his hold Hath left and there a
Stay a Wife He has let 's then attempt against her life Full Compensation for all injuries If Greek or Barbarous Townes in villanies Skil'd have knowne a mischiefe such as thou Media yet ne're knew'st or practid'st now Now attempt t•…e like Let thy resolves finde Co•…ncell from thy owne Ills call to thy minde The signall 2 Glory of the C•…lchian Crowne Made prize thy Brothers Limbs dissected throwne About the seas sad Funerall to his sire Thinke on old 3 Pelias boyling o're the Fire How oft have we spilt guil•…lesse bloud yet n're Did we act Ills in rage Loves rage we beare 'Las what could Iason doe at the dispose Of a Superiour power His Breast oppose T' a murthering sword Ah! better words afford My passionate Griefes rather so Fates accord May he live still my Iason as before If not yet may he live mindfull of poore Medea to whose love his life 's a debt The fault was wholly Creons by whose great O're-ruling power our marriage-bands he brake He did the Mother from her Children take He cancell'd our strict-plighted faith Hee he The Butt of our deserved vengeance be I 'le bury his proud Pallace in a high Heap of Ashes whilst the black Clouds that flye Of Flame-driv'n smoak 4 Malea shall amaze Which storme-beat Vessells puts to long delayes NVRSE For love of Heav'n be silent and restraine Passion to recluse sorrow who sustaine Wrongs that oppresse 'em with a quiet 〈◊〉 And unmov'd thoughts know best the way to finde How to repay 'em Anger kills conceal'd Hates misse of their revenge when once reveal'd MEDEA That griefes but small which Councell can o're-sway I 'le meet all opposites NVRSE Thy •…ury stay Deare Daughter scarce a still retirednesse Secure thee can open Attempts much lesse MEDEA Fortune the Valiant feares but tramples on The coward soule NVRSE Then resoluti•… Is good when the Attempt is possible MEDEA What To courage and a minde resolv'd is not NVRSE No hope a Remedy t' a lost affaire Doth shew MEDEA Who nought can hope should nought despaire NVRSE 5 The Colchi'ans hate thee in thy spouse no Faith There is of all thy vast store Fortune hath Not left thee ought MEDEA Yes here 's Medea still Here Seas Earth Fire Gods Thunder what can kill As well as Steele behold NURSE Th' incensed Ire O' th' King yet 's to be fear'd MEDEA What was our * * As great a King as Creon Sire NVRSE Fearst thou not force of Armes MEDEA Not though from Earth They sprung and took from thence their hostile birth NVRSE Thou 'lt suffer death MEDEA 'T is that we wish NVRSE Be led At my request to flie MEDEA That I e're fled I grieve Medea flie NVRSE Thinke what thou art A Mother MEDEA Yes by whom you see NVRSE To part Hence doubtst thou MEDEA No wee 'll goe but first revenge NVRSE Th' avenger will pursue MEDEA It will be strange If we not fin de him obstacles NVRSE Suppresse These Menaces rash Woman and redresse Thy pertinacious thoughts with time comply MEDEA Fortune m' Estate may ravish from me my Minde she ne're can rob me of Harke I heare The Pallace doores to creak who is' t drawes neare 'T is Creon the proud Tyrant Creon high Elated with 2 Pelasgian Royalty Scene the Second Enter CREON. Yet does * * Medea Aeeta's noxious issue stay Within our Confines not yet gone away Something she machinates whom all doe brand For Noted Fraud and a nofarious hand Whom spares she whom suffers secure to rest T' extirpate by the sword this worst of Pest We once resolv'd th' Intreaties of our Son In-law prevail'd and our Concession Got that she might live on termes she quit Our Realmes from future feares with looks that threat And truculent Aspect she 'gins to bend This way her steps as though she did intend Some speech with us Our Guard there Hence Away With her nor suffer her to speak t' obey A Kings Command once let her learne with speed Dispatch and send the Monster gone MEDEA What deed What Crime of ours mulct you by flight CREON. A Cause The * * Spoken Ironically Innocent soule demands MEDEA If by the Lawes You governe 'fore you Judge first understand If by your will alone you rule command CREON. Dispute not 't is our pleasure right or wrong And thou shalt suffer 't MEDEA Vnjust S•…epters long Continue not CREON. Away to Colchos hic To your owne home againe MEDEA Most willingly So he that brought me thence returne with mee CREON. Your Wishes come too late to our Decree MEDEA Who ought decrees nor heares both sides discust Does but unjustly though his Doome be just CREON. Old Pelias ru'd for lending thee an Eare But speake and your egregious Cause let 's heare MEDEA * * {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} Eurip. Medea How ill appeased is the w•…ath of Kings And what a pride in royall Fancy springs Their first-fix'd Resolutions to pursue From our owne Princely thoughts w' have learn'd too true For though with sad Calamity opprest Scorn'd supplyant our-cast ev'ry way distrest W' are now we once in Royall State did shine And from bright Sol drew our Illustrious line What 5 Phasis in his winding Armes doth close What ' ere behind the 6 Scythian Pontus showes Where the salt Waves grow fresh with floud-mixt stream•… All that extent of Land whose borders hems The silver 7 Thermodon in trampled Fields Where 7 widdowed Troopes display their luned shields My Father with Imperiall Scepter swayes In joyes of Royalty and happy dayes There flourished we Our Marriage-bed those sought Whom now we seek But Fortune light as thought From us those Sceptred Glories having rent Hath now expos'd us to sad Banishment In Crownes confide whose wealth Chance doth transfer At pleasure But this yet what no day e're Can take from them Kings great and glorious have To help th' afflicted and the suppliant save This onely from our Colchian Realmes away We brought that by our favour we can say The flower of Greece and Princely Ornament Achaia's chiefest strength the high descent Of Gods were sav'd from death Orpheus whose song Charmes stony Rocks and drawes the Woods along Is our free gift that Led•…'s Twins survive Our double bounty is by us doe live The sonnes of Boreas 8 Lynceus he whose sight Extends crosse Pontus its emitted light And all the 9 Minyae by our Favour were Reserv'd from ruine not to mention here The * * Jason Chiefe of all those Chiefes whose safety we Reckon no debt to none imputed bee To you the rest to us this one we brought Away Inveigh your worst then count each fault Of ours of all this onely can you blame Argos returne yet if our Virgin shame And love of Father had not stoop'd to love Of Iason whom 'fore these we did approve The Chiefe of Greece had perish'd and your sonne To ruine on Bulls flaming breaths had run Fortune our Cause
the first Enter NURSE Sola HOrrour my trembling soule invades some great Pernicious Mischiefe present Ill does threat How vast a Rage her swelling griefe dilates It s owne Incendiary Integrates Her lapsed pow'rs with fury o•…t possest I 've seen her charge the Gods attempt to wrest Heav'n with her Charmes some more prodigious Act Then these yet workes she for as hence she packt With frighted steps and her dire Conclave entred Forth all her Spells she pow'rs and what t'have ventred On her selfe long fear'd there broaches a whole Hell Of Ills let 's loose close kept in that darke Cell And whilst she with sinister hand prepares Th' Infaustous worke sh'invokes with Magick Pray'rs What ever Poysons 1 Lybya's scalding sands Create what Taurus where cold Winter stands Cloath'd with perpetuall Snow in 's frozen vaines Congeales and every Monster At whose straines Craule scaly Multitudes from under ground And as officious Agents wait her round Thither an aged Serpent trailes along His o're-growne Bulke and darts his forked tongue Seeking on whom t' inflict a death at sound Of her dire Charmes his poys'nous length in round And complicated Orbs he folds Shee cryes Poor are the Ills and base the Weapons rise From this low earth I 'le from the Heav'ns fetch downe Poyson 's to serve my turne This instant Crowne With Ills worthy thy selfe Now now 's the time Something to act above a vulgar crime Hither descend 3 the Snake that seems to lye Like a huge Torrent rowling crosse the •…kie In whose Immense folds either 3 Beare is ty'd 3 The great t' Achaians lesse Sydonians guide His griping hands let 4 O phiuchus loose And the squeez'd venome of his Snake infuse Hither repaire drawne by these Charmes of ours 5 Python that durst assaile two Heav'nly Pow'rs 6 Hydra with all the Serpents were subdu'd By Hercules in their owne deaths renew'd And thou the Colchians wakeful * * The sleeplesse Dragon that kept the Golden fleece Spy whose eyes In drowzy sleep our Spells did first surprize Then having call'd of Serpents all the kindes Sh' in one Masse all pernicious simples bindes What ever on Impervious 7 Eryx growes What 8 Caucasus where sit continuall Snowes Stain'd with Promethian bloud brings forth what e're The Warlike 9 Medes in charged Quivers beare What flying 10 Parthians use with what the points Of his keene shafts the wealthy 11 Arab noints 〈◊〉 Juices which the Noble 12 Swedes inclin'd Neare the cold North in Groves 13 Hercynian finde What e're the Earth i' th' procreating Spring Bege•…s or in the Winter forth doth bring When rigid Cold in Ice hath all things bound And Forrests of their Summers pride uncrown'd Those Herbes which bloome with a pestiferous flow'r She culls the Iuice indu'd with banefull pow'r From roots distorted wrings From Pindus some Some Drugs from high Aemonian 14 Athos come These tender sprigs as on 15 Pangaeus top They grew did her bloud-cankred Sickle crop These 16 Tygris n•…urish'd whose swift streams oppresse His gulphy Channell these * * O•… Danubius or Ister we have spoken in the Annot. upon the Chorus to the third Act Danubius these The fam'd 17 Hydaspes whose warme Current Iaves Dry India's Sands with Gem-inriched Waves And 18 Baetis whence its land a name did get Whose languid streames 'gainst Seas Hesperian beat These felt the Edge of knife at Birth of day In dead of drousie Night this slender spray Was from his stalke cut downe This ripened Blade She did with her charme-tainted Naile invade The deadly weeds she takes and forth doth squeeze Her Serpents putrid Venome and with these Shee mixes Birds of 19 inauspicious flight The Heart o' th' solitary Owle th' hoarce Night Ravens Entrailes whilst alive exsected These the Pernicious Artist thus selected In parcells puts flames ravenous force these hold Those th' Icy chilnesse of benumming Cold Words to her Poisons addes of no lesse dread Then poysons are See! she begins to tread Her frantick Dance her Rites Infernall makes Now charmes the world at her first Accents quakes Scene the second Enter MEDEA You silent People of the shades below Yee Gods infernall and darke 20 Chaos Ioe To you we bow Thou gloomy Mansion Where * * Vestit•… d'•…a 〈◊〉 af•…ta So Bo•…hace describing Demogor in Ge•…al del Iddio sooty 21 Dis resides seated upon The lowest Hell the denne of squallid death Wee you invoke Quit your Abodes beneath Leave your old taske of tort'ring soules and pack To the new Nuptialls From his wheeling Rack Releas'd a while rest let 22 Ixion have And 23 Tantalus sup free the fleeting Wave Whil'st Creon feeles more horrid paines then these Let 24 Sisyphus his Torments finde no ease 25 You who in perforated Urnes still vaine Successelesse toyle deludes cease from your paine And thither high this day your hands requires And thou the Empresse of Nocturnall fires To these our Rites invoked come Put on Thy worst of Looks and with more Fronts then one Heeate ternis variata figuris Claudiau Menacing appearo with loose haires thus display'd As thine becomes W' have search'd each secret shade With naked feet call'd from dry clouds the Raine And to it's Bottome forc'd the suff'ring Maine Whilst old Oceanus afrighted hides Within his waves recesse his vanquish'd tydes Heav'ns Lawes inverted showne the World the light Of Sunne and Starres at once the day and night 26 Drench'd both the Beares in the forbidden deep And chang'd the course the constant Seasons keep Cloath'd Earth in Summer with a Spring new borne Made Ceres see a Winter crop of Corne Swift Phasis turne his streams back to their source And Ister in sev'n mouthes divided force His waters to a stand his Spring confin'd And made flouds roare seas swell without a winde An ancient Wood whose leaves its Couvert made At our commanding voice hath lost his shade Phoebus his course day left at noon forbeares And when we 〈◊〉 the stars drop from their Spheares 'T is time drea 〈◊〉 at these Rites of thine Thou present wert To thee this Wreath of 27 nine Imbraided Serpents wrought with bloudy hand We offer •…oe his 28 biform'd •…imbes durst band 'Gainst Jove's high Empire bold 28 Typhaeus this The poys'nous bloud of treacherous 29 Nessus is Giv'n by himselfe as he did life expire These Ashes rak'd we from th' * * See the Antations upon the Chorus to the third Act at the number 20 O•…tean Pyre Dryp't with Herculea•… Foame See in this hand The pious Sisters impious Mothers Brand Vengefull * * Vid. ibid. Num. 20 Althaea these Plumes found wee cast By rapefull 29 Harpies as by 29 Zeres chac'd These are the wings the wounded 30 Stymphal'd bore Slaine by the Shafts dipt in Lernaean gore 31 The Altars sound and our owne Trypods mov'd B'our fav'ring Goddesse shew these Rites approv'd See 32 Trivia's whirling Carre not as when bright With a full Orbe illuminating night She drives but such when with a lured