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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11270	Flora's fortune The second part and finishing of the Fisher-mans tale. Containing, the strange accidentes which chaunced to Flora, and her supposed father Thirsis: also the happie meeting with her desired Cassander. By F.S.; Fisher-mans tale. Part 2.	Sabie, Francis.; Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592. Pandosto.	1595 (1595)	STC 21536; ESTC S110765	22,762	50

bane VVhat though you haue bene breedresse of my woes And mothers griefe the Gods wil haue it so Men say Apollo in this sacred Ile Giues Oracles to wightes which be opprest Come let vs goe vnto his Temple rich And see if he will shew to vs what course Of life to take or if by any meanes We may returne into our natiue land How to returne into our natiue land This said they wandred both with pensiue hearts To wise Apollos Church not far from thence Where when they were sweet odors rich in smell On Aultars high religiously they burnt Then kneeling downe vpon the Marble flints With naked knees bare heads and vp-lifthandes Making the Temple sound with grieuous sobs Old Thirsis in this sort gan make his mone O wise Apollo fate-praesaging God Who knowst what things haue bene are and shall be O wise Apollo crime-disclosing God Who doubtles knowst how fate hath dealt with me Aide and assist vs twaine whom Fortunes spight Hath causde to erre in this thy Delian Isle And if the Destenies haue it decreed That of my lyfe the thred be quite out run Neere this thy temple let me lay my bones But let poore Flora my supposed child Find some redresse age wils me to expect And welcome death Her lustie youthful yeares Desire sweet life the blossomes of my time Now withered are but hers are fresh and greene Or if we may th'Arcadian plaiues once see Tell vs how we againe may them once see He held his peace and Flora thus began O Phebus wise of Prophets supreame king Discloser of all secrete mysteries Tel how old Thirsis whom proud Fortunes wrath Hath made a pilgrim in thy sacred Isle May once but see his aged wife againe Th'Arcadian plaines and swain-frequented fields And let me die death is my due reward I craue no other death I haue deseru'd Forthwith a scrowle before them was let fall And therewithall these thundering voyces sent Take what you see Arcadians shun delay And where this ship sets you on land there stay Then giuing thanks they took and read the scrowle Wherein these words imprinted were in gold Old Thirsis wise Apollo pittieth thee One of his prophets hencefoorth thou shalt be Liue Flora with thy Sire end not thy dayes Cassander liues not drownd is he in seas Foorthwith as they were charged he made haste Vnto the ship then ready to lanch out But Flora doubtfull of the Oracle Stood stil amaz'd not knowing what to do Alasse quoth she what meanes the Delian god With such ambiguous words me to delude What was it not as easie to haue saide Cassander liues not drownd is he or els Cassander liues not drownde is he I see Ay me I see the powers minded are To wrap me in a Laberinth of woes He surely meanes Cassander liueth not And so Ile take it drownd is he in deep This said her father wild her to make haste And follow him as Phebus had giuen charge She followed him but with a persiue heart And dolefull mind they both were set on boord The shipmen quickly lanched into deepe And gaue full sailes vnto their flying pine Which Boreas steeds gan draw through Thetis field And plowghd therwith the sea gods marshie realme Vnluckie Flora trembled as she sate Fearing each waue which shrind her of her loue Seuen times had Tytan lift his fiery head From Thetis lap where he all night had slept Seuen times againe in her Chrystaline waues He drencht his chariot and did sleep againe When Adrian chiefe ruler of the ship Fom top of sterne the Greekish coast espide From whence they came and whereat in short space Winds helping them they safely did arriue Here Flora landed with her aged Site The second time here were they set on shore And newes was spread through all the land of Greece That Phaebus had a Prophet to them sent From Delphos Ile and now he could deuine Presage and tell all secretes and hid things Apollo o●lie had concealde from him Cassanders fate his daughters and his owne Newes-carying Fame with her loud sounding trump Had quickly blaz'd these tydings through the land And who so famous now as Thirsis was Who so renown'd from cuntries far vnknowne Kings potentates old yong both rich poore And all degrees came flocking vnto him As though he had Apollo bene himselfe He briefly would all mysteries disclose And tel to them their owne peculiar thoughts VVhat was had bene and would be he could tell Great store of golde wealth was to him brought Yet couetous swaine still hungrie after gaine The more he had the more he sought to haue Who seeing Grecia cuntrie to containe Faire Medowes pastures grounds and fields in it Sought to encrease his stock and though he had Now chang'd the aire yee chang'd he not his mind But like the Cat whom Iupiter transform'd Into a maid still ran she to a Mouse Though Phaebus had a Prophet of him made Yet would hee shew himselfe to be a swaine He bought him sheepe and cotes and neuer had So many flockes in large Arcadian bounds As now he had within the Grecian fieldes Sometime himselfe vpon them would attend Sometime againe poore Flora would them keepe And bearing still in mind Cassanders shape Abandoning a second Louers name She tearm'd her selfe one of Dianas Nymphs Or Vestas Nunnes detesting Venus lawes VVhich was the cause though many did her loue Yet they refusde to shew to her their minds Poore Saint she wandred vp and down the fields Exclaiming sobbing making piteous mone And on a time recording her old Loue As by her heards vpon a hill she stood Such restlesse passions gripte her in ward heart That desperately she plucked foorth a knife Ready to pearce therewith her groning heart And therewithall these dolefull words sent foorth To which poore Eccho answered in this wise Fl. What shal I do shall I die what shal Flora kil Flora shal she or to doe such a fact shall I leaue off Eccho I leaue off Fl. Leaue off and why so what liues there any so wretched or any so lucklesse ech where as I am Ec. I am Fl. Why tel what art thou who me so sadly reanswerst some distressed Virgin or woful Eccho Ec. Eccho Fl. Alas poore Eccho we twaine maywell go together say trulie what do we two not agree Ec. Not agree Fl. VVhy tell good Eccho liues my Cassander how should I ioy if thou shuldest tel me that he liues Ec. He liues Fl. Deceitfull Eccho what meanst thou so to delude me the sea had him doubtles it had and it hath Ec. It hath Fl. I know that too well we two may then goe together dispairing Flora bids thee then adew Ec. Adew This said she sent foorth grieuous sighes grones Grones able to make soft the flintie stones And therewithall stretcht out againe her blade Her blade wherwith she meant to kill her selfe Recording yet her fathers counsel once Desisted from this fatall enterprise Long liu'd she thus