such powre as for to turne their shape That are the giuers of the stripe before you hence escape One stripe now will I lende you more He strake them as beforne And straight returnd his former shape in which he first was borne Tyresias therefore being tane to iudge this iesting strife Gaue sentence on the side of Ioue The which the Quéene his wife Did take a great deale more to heart than néeded and in spight To wreake hir téene vpon hir Iudge bereft him of his sight But Ioue for to the Gods it is vnléefull to vndoe The things which other of the Gods by any meanes haue doe Did giue him sight in things to come for losse of sight of eye And so his grieuous punishment with honour did supplie By meanes whereof within a while in Citie fielde and towne Through all the coast of Aöny was bruted his renowne And folke to haue their fortunes read that dayly did resorte Were aunswerde so as none of them could giue him misreporte The first that of his soothfast wordes had proufe in all the Realme Was freckled Lyriop whom sometime surprised in his streame The floud Cephisus did enforce This Lady bare a sonne Whose beautie at his verie birth might iustly loue haue wonne Narcissus did she call his name Of whome the Prophet sage Demaunded if the childe should liue to many yeares of age Made aunswere yea full long so that him selfe he doe not know The Soothsayers wordes séemde long but vaine vntill the end did show His saying to be true in déede by straungenesse of the rage And straungenesse of the kinde of death that did abridge his age For when yeares thrée times fiue and one he fully lyued had So that he séemde to stande béetwene the state of man and Lad The hearts of dyuers trim yong men his beautie gan to moue And many a Ladie fresh and faire was taken in his loue But in that grace of Natures gift such passing pride did raigne That to be toucht of man or Mayde he wholy did disdaine A babling Nymph that Echo hight who hearing others talke By no meanes can restraine hir tongue but that it néedes must walke Nor of hir selfe hath powre to ginne to speake to any wight Espyde him dryuing into toyles the fearefull stagges of flight This Echo was a body then and not an onely voyce Yet of hir speach she had that time no more than now the choyce That is to say of many wordes the latter to repeate The cause thereof was Iunos wrath For when that with the feate She might haue often taken Ioue in daliance with his Dames And that by stealth and vnbewares in middes of all his games This elfe would with hir tatling talke deteine hir by the way Untill that Ioue had wrought his will and they were fled away The which when Iuno did perceyue she said with wrathfull mood This tongue that hath deluded me shall doe thée little good For of thy speach but simple vse hereafter shalt thou haue The déede it selfe did straight confirme the threatnings that she gaue Yet Echo of the former talke doth double oft the ende And backe againe with iust report the wordes earst spoken sende Now when she sawe Narcists stray about the Forrest wyde She wared warme and step for step fast after him she hyde The more she followed after him and néerer that she came The whoter euer did she waxe as néerer to hir flame Lyke as the liuely Brimstone doth which dipt about a match And put but softly to the fire the flame doth lightly catch O Lord how often woulde she faine if nature would haue let Entreated him with gentle wordes some fauour for to get But nature would not suffer hir nor giue hir leaue to ginne Yet so farre forth as she by graunt at natures hande could winne Ay readie with attentiue eare she harkens for some sounde Whereto she might replie hir wordes from which she is not bounde By chaunce the stripling being strayde from all his companie Sayde is there any body nie straight Echo answerde I. Amazde he castes his eye aside and looketh round about And come that all the Forrest roong aloud he calleth out And come sayth she he looketh backe and séeing no man followe Why fliste he cryeth once againe and she the same doth hallowe He still persistes and wondring much what kinde of thing it was From which that answering voyce by turne so duely séemde to passe Said let vs ioyne She by hir will desirous to haue said In fayth with none more willingly at any time or stead Said let vs ioyne And standing somewhat in hir owne conceit Upon these wordes she left the Wood and forth she yéedeth streit To coll the louely necke for which she longed had so much He runnes his way and will not be imbraced of no such And sayth I first will die ere thou shalt take of me thy pleasure She aunswerde nothing else thereto but take of me thy pleasure Now when she saw hir selfe thus mockt she gate hir to the Woods And hid hir head for verie shame among the leaues and buddes And euer sence she lyues alone in dennes and hollow Caues Yet stacke hir loue still to hir heart through which she dayly raues The more for sorrowe of repulse Through restlesse carke and care Hir bodie pynes to skinne and bone and waxeth wonderous bare The bloud doth vanish into ayre from out of all hir veynes And nought is left but voyce and bones the voyce yet still remaynes Hir bones they say were turnde to stones From thence she lurking still In Woods will neuer shewe hir head in field nor yet on hill Yet is she heard of euery man it is hir onely sound And nothing else that doth remayne aliue aboue the ground Thus had he mockt this wretched Nymph and many mo beside That in the waters Woods and groues or Mountaynes did abyde Thus had he mocked many men Of which one miscontent To sée himselfe deluded so his handes to Heauen vp bent And sayd I pray to God he may once féele fierce Cupids fire As I doe now and yet not ioy the things he doth desire The Goddesse Ramnuse who doth wreake on wicked people take Assented to his iust request for ruth and pities sake There was a spring withouten mudde as siluer cleare and still Which neyther shéepeheirds nor the Goates that fed vpon the hill Nor other cattell troubled had nor sauage beast had styrd Nor braunch nor sticke nor leafe of trée nor any foule nor byrd The moysture fed and kept aye fresh the grasse that grew about And with their leaues the trées did kéepe the heate of Phoebus out The stripling wearie with the heate and hunting in the chace And much delighted with the spring and coolenesse of the place Did lay him downe vpon the brim and as he stooped lowe To staunche his thurst another thurst of worse effect did growe For as he dranke he chaunst to spie the Image of his
Of ships and souldiers yet the wrath the which he had before Conceyued in his fathers brest for murthring of his sonne Androgeus made him farre more strong and fiercer for to ronne To rightfull battell to reuenge the great displeasure donne Howbeit he thought it best ere he his warfare did begin To finde the meanes of forreine aides some friendship for to win And therevpon with flying fléete where passage did permit He went to visit all the Iles that in those seas doe fit Anon the Iles Astypaley and Anaphey both twaine The first constreynde for feare of war the last in hope of gaine Tooke part with him Low Myconey did also with him hold So did the chalkie Cymoley and Syphney which of olde Was verie riche with veynes of golde and Scyros full of bolde And valiant men and Seryphey the smooth or rather fell And Parey which for Marblestone doth beare away the bell And Sythney which a wicked wench callde Arne did betray For mony who vpon receit thereof without delay Was turned to a birde which yet of golde is gripple still And is as blacke as any cole both fethers féete and bill A Cadowe is the name of hir But yet Olyarey And Didymey and Andrey eke and Tene and Gyarey And Pepareth where Oliue trees most plenteously doe grow In no wise would agrée their helpe on Minos to bestow Then Minos turning lefthandwise did sayle to Oenope Where reignde that time King Aeacus This Ile had called be Of old by name of Oenope but Aeacus turnde the name And after of his mothers name Aegina callde the same The common folke ran out by heapes desirous for to sée A man of such renowne as Minos bruted was to bée The Kings three sonnes Duke Telamon Duke Peley and the yong Duke Phocus went to méete with him Old Aeacus also clung With age came after leysurely and asked him the cause Of his repaire The ruler of the hundred Shires gan pause And musing on the inward griefe that nipt him at the hart Did shape him aunswere thus O Prince vouchsafe to take my part In this same godly warre of mine assist me in the iust Reuengement of my murthred sonne that sléepeth in the dust I craue your comfort for his death Aeginas sonne replide Thy suite is vaine and of my Realme perforce must be denide For vnto Athens is no lande more sure than this alide Such leagues betwéene vs are which shall infringde for me abide Away went Minos sad and said full dearly shalt thou bie Thy leagues He thought it for to be a better pollicie To threaten war than war to make and there to spend his store And strength which in his other needes might much auaile him more As yet might from Oenopia walles the Cretish fléete be kend When thitherward with puffed sayles and wind at will did tend A ship from Athens which anon arriuing at the strand Set Cephal with Ambassade from his Countrimen a land The Kings thrée sonnes though long it were since last they had him séene Yet knew they him And after olde acquaintance eft had béene Renewde by shaking hands to Court they did him streight conuay This Prince which did allure the eyes of all men by the way As in whose stately person still remained to be séene The markes of beautie which in flowre of former yeares had béene Went holding out on Olife braunch that grew in Atticke lande And for the reuerence of his age there went on eyther hand A Nobleman of yonger yeares Sir Clytus on the right And Butes on the left the sonnes of one that Pallas hâ—ght When gréeting first had past betweene these Nobles and the King Then Cephal setting streight a broche the message he did bring Desired aide and shewde what leagues stoode then in sorce betwéene His countrie and the Aeginites and also what had béene Decréed betwixt their aunceters concluding in the ende That vnder colour of this war which Minos did pretende To only Athens he in déede the conquest did intende Of all Achaia When he thus by helpe of learned skill His countrie message furthred had King Aeacus leaning still His left hand on his scepter saide My Lordes I would not haue Your state of Athens séeme so straunge as succor here to craue I pray commaund For be ye sure that what this Ile can make Is yours Yea all that ere I haue shall hazard for your sake I want no strength I haue such store of souldiers that I may Both vex my foes and also kéepe my Realme in quiet stay And now I thinke me blest of God that time doth serue to showe Without excuse the great good will that I to Athens owe. God holde it sir ê™ Cephalus God make the number grow Of people in this towne of yours it did me good a late When such a goodly sort of youth of all one age and rate Did méete me in the stréete but yet me thinkes that many misse Which at my former being here I haue beheld ere this At that the King did â—igh and thus with plaintfull voice did say A sad beginning aftâ—rward in better lucke did stay I would I plainly could the same before your faces lay Howbeit I will disorderly repeate it as I may And least I séeme to wearie you with ouerlong delay The men that you so mindefully enquire for lie in ground And nought of them saue bones and dust remayneth to be found But as it hapt what losse thereby did vnto me redound A cruell plague through Iunos wrath who dreadfully did hate This Land that of hir husbands Loue did take the name of late Upon my people fell as long as that the maladie None other séemde than such as haunts mans nature vsually And of so great mortalitie the hurtfull cause was hid We stroue by Phisicke of the same the Pacients for to rid The mischief ouermaistred Art yea Phisick was to séeke To doe it selfe good First the Aire with foggâ—e stinking réeke Did daily ouerdréepe the earth and close culme Clouds did make The wether faint and while the Moone foure time hir light did take And fillde hir emptie hornes therewith and did as often slake The warme South windes with deadly heate continually did blow Infected were the Springs and Ponds and streames that ebbe flow And swarmes of Serpents crawld about the fieldes that lay vntillde Which with their poison euen the brookes and running waters fillde In sodaine dropping downe of Dogs of Horses Shéepe and Kine Of Birds Beasts both wild tame as Oxen Wolues Swine The mischiefe of this secret sore first outwardly appéeres The wretched Plowman was amazde to sée his sturdie Stéeres Amid the â—orrow sinking downe ere halfe his worke was donne Whole flocks of shéepe did faintly bleate and therewithall begonne Their fléeces for to fall away and leaue the naked skin And all their bodies with the rot attainted were within The lustie Horse that erst was fierce in field renowne to win Against his kinde
voyd of strength and lush and foggye is the blade â–ª And chéeres the husbandman with hope Then all things florish gay The earth with flowres of sundry hew then seemeth for too play And vertue small or none too herbes there dooth as yit belong The yeere from spring tyde passing foorth too sommer wexeth strong Becommeth lyke a lusty youth For in our lyfe through out There is no tyme more plentifull more lusty whote and stout Then followeth Haruest when the heate of youth growes sumwhat cold Rype méeld disposed meane betwixt a yoongman and an old And sumwhat sprent with grayish heare Then vgly winter last Like age steales on with trembling steppes all bald or ouercast With shirle thinne heare as whyght as snowe Our bodies also ay Doo alter still from tyme too tyme and neuer stand at stay Wée shall not bée the same wée were too day or yisterday The day hath béene wée were but séede and only hope of men And in our moothers womb wée had our dwelling place as then Dame Nature put too conning hand and suffred not that wée Within our moothers streyned womb should ay distressod bée But brought vs out too aire and from our prison set vs frée The chyld newborne lyes voyd of strength Within a season tho He wexing fowerfooted lernes like sauage beastes too go Then sumwhat foltring and as yit not firme of foote he standes By getting sumwhat for too helpe his sinewes in his handes From that tyme growing strong and swift he passeth foorth the space Of youth and also wearing out his middle age a pace Through drooping ages stéepye path he ronneth out his race This age dooth vndermyne the strength of former yeares and throwes It downe which thing old Milo by example playnely showes For when he sawe those armes of his which héeretoofore had béene As strong as euer Hercules in woorking deadly téene Of biggest beastes hang flapping downe and nought but empty skin He wept And Helen when shée saw her aged wrincles in A glasse wept also musing in herself what men had séene That by twoo noble princes sonnes shée twyce had rauisht béene Thou tyme the eater vp of things and age of spyghtfull téene Destroy all things And when that long continuance hath them bit You leysurely by lingring death consume them euery whit And theis that wée call Elements doo neuer stand at stay The enterchaunging course of them I will before yée lay Giue héede thertoo This endlesse world conteynes therin I say Fowre substances of which all things are gendred Of theis fower The Earth and Water for theyr masse and weyght are sunken lower The other cowple Aire and Fyre the purer of the twayne Mount vp nought can kéepe theÌ„ downe And though there doo remayne A space betwéene eche one of them yit euery thing is made Of themsame fowre and intoo them at length ageine doo fade The earth resoluing leysurely dooth melt too water shéere The water fyned turnes too aire The aire éeke purged cléere From grossenesse spyreth vp aloft and there becommeth fyre From thence in order contrary they backe ageine retyre Fyre thickening passeth intoo Aire and Ayër wexing grosse Returnes too water Water éeke congealing intoo drosse Becommeth earth No kind of thing kéepes ay his shape and hew For nature louing euer chaunge repayres one shape a new Uppon another â–ª neyther dooth there perrish aught trust mée In all the world but altring takes new shape For that which wée Doo terme by name of being borne is for too gin too bée Another thing than that it was And likewise for too dye Too cease too bée the thing it was And though that varyably Things passe perchaunce from place too place yit all from whence they came Returning doo vnperrisshed continew still the same But as for in one shape bée sure that nothing long can last Euen so the ages of the world from gold too Iron past Euen so haue places oftentymes exchaunged theyr estate For I haue séene it sea which was substanciall ground alate Ageine where sea was I haue séene the same become dry lond And shelles and scales of Seafish farre haue lyen from any strond And in the toppes of mountaynes hygh old Anchors haue béene â—ound Déepe valleyes haue by watershotte béene made of leuell ground And hilles by force of gulling oft haue intoo sea béene worne Hard grauell ground is sumtyme séene where marris was beforne And that that erst did suffer drowght becommeth standing lakes Héere nature sendeth new springs out and there the old in takes Full many riuers in the world through earthquakes heretoofore Haue eyther chaundgd theyr former course or dryde and ronne no more Soo Lycus béeing swallowed vp by gaping of the ground A greatway of fro thence is in another channell found Euen so the riuer Erasine among the feeldes of Arge Sinkes onewhyle and another whyle ronnes greate ageine at large â–ª Caycus also of the land of Mysia as men say Misliking of his former head ronnes now another way In Sicill also Amasene ronnes sumtyme full and hye And sumtyme stopping vp his spring he makes his chanell drye Men drank the waters of the brooke Anigrus heretoofore Which now is such that men abhorre too towche them any more Which commes too passe onlesse wée will discredit Poets quyght Bycause the Centaures vanquisshed by Hercules in fyght Did wash theyr woundes in that same brooke But dooth not Hypanis That springeth in the Scythian hilles which at his fountaine is Ryght pleasant afterward becomme of brackish bitter taste Antissa and Phenycian Tyre and Pharos in tyme past Were compast all about with waues but none of all theis thrée Is now an I le Ageine the towne of Levvcas once was frée From sea and in the auncient tyme was ioyned too the land But now enuirond round about with water it dooth stand Men say that Sicill also hath béene ioynd too Italy Untill the sea consumde the bounds béetwéene and did supply The roome with water If yee go too séeke for Helicee And Burye which were Cities of Achaia you shall sée Them hidden vnder water and the shipmen yit doo showe The walles and stéeples of the townes drownd vnder as they rowe Not farre from Pitthey Troyzen is a certeine high ground found All voyd of trées which héeretoofore was playne and leuell ground But now a mountayne for the wyndes a woondrous thing too say Inclosed in the hollow caues of ground and séeking way Too passe therefro in struggling long too get the open skyeâ— In vayne bycause in all the caue there was no vent wherby Too issue out did stretch the ground and make it swell on hye As dooth a bladder that is blowen by mouth or as the skinne Of horned Goate in bottlewyse when wynd is gotten in The swelling of the foresayd place remaynes at this day still And by continuance waxing hard is growen a pretye hill Of many things that come too mynd by héersay and by skill Of good experience I a
necke And eke his haire perfumde with Myrrhe a costly crowne did decke Full sixtene yeares he was of age such cunning skill he coulde In darting as to hit his marke farre distant when he would Yet how to handle Bow and shaftes much better did he know Now as he was about that time to bende his horned Bowe A firebrand Persey raught that did vpon the Aultar smoke And dasht him ouertwhart the face with such a violent stroke That all bebattred was his head the bones a sunder broke When Lycabas of Assur lande his moste assured friend And deare companion being no dissembler of his miend Which most entierly did him loue behelde him on the ground Lie weltring with disfigurde face and through that grieuous wound Now gasping out his parting ghost his death he did lament And taking hastly vp the Bow that Atys erst had bent Encounter thou with me he saide thou shalt not long enioy Thy triumphing in brauerie thus for killing of this boy By which thou getst more spight than praise All this was scarsly sed But that the arrow from the string went streyned to the head Howbeit Persey as it hapt so warely did it shunne As that it in his coteplights hung then to him did he runne With Harpe in his hand bestaind with grim Medusas blood And thrust him through the brest therwith â–ª he quothing as he stood Did looke about where Atys lay with dim and dazeling eyes Now wauing vnder endlesse night and downe by him he lies And for to comfort him withall togither with him dies Behold through gredie haste to feight one Phorbas Methions son A Svveuite and of Lybie lande one callde Amphimedon By fortune sliding in the blood with which the ground was weâ— Fell downe and as they woulde haue râ—se Perseus fauchon met With both of them Amphimedon vpon the ribbes he smote And with the like celeritie he cut me Phorbas throte But vnto Erith Actors sonne that in his hand did holde A brode browne Bill with his short sword he durst not be too bolde To make approch With both his handes a great and massie cup Embost with cunning portrayture aloft he taketh vp And sendes it at him He spewes vp red bloud and falling downe Upon his backe against the ground doth knocke his dying crowne Then downe he Polydemon throwes extract of royall race And Abaris the Scithian and Clytus in like case And Elice with his vnshorne lockes and also Phlegias And Lycet olde Speâ—chefies sonne with diuers other mo That on the heapes of corses slaine he treades as he doth go And Phyney daring not presume to méete his foe at hand Did cast a Dart which hapt to light on Idas who did stand Aloofe as neuter though in vaine not medling with the Fray Who casting backe a frowning looke at Phyney thus did say Sith whether that I will or no compeld I am perforce To take a part haue Phyney here him whome thou doste enforce To be thy â—oe and with this wound my wrongfull wound requite But as he from his body pullde the Dart with all his might To throw it at his foe againe his limmes so féebled were With losse of bloud that downe he fell and could not after steare There also lay Odites slaine the chiefe in all the land Next to King Cephey put to death by force of Clymens hand Protenor was by Hypsey killde and Lyncide did as much For Hypsey In the throng there was an auncient man and such a one as loued righteousnesse and greatly feared God Emathion called was his name whome sith his yeares forbod To put on armes he feights with tongue inueying earnestly Against that wicked war the which he banned bitterly As on the Altar he himselfe with quiuering handes did stay One Cromis tipped of his head his head cut off streight way Upon the Altar fell and there his tongue not fully dead Did bable still the banning wordes the which it erst had sed And breathed forth his fainting ghost among the burning brandes Then Brote Hammon brothers twins stout chaÌ„pions of their haÌ„ds In wrestling Pierlesse if so be that wrestling could sustaine The furious force of slicing swordes were both by Phyney slaine And so was Alphit Ceres Priest that ware vpon his crowne A stately Miter faire and white with Tables hanging downe Thou also Iapets sonne for such affaires as these vnméete But méete to tune thine instrument with voyce and Ditie swéete The worke of peace wert thither callde th'assemblie to reioyce And for to set the mariage forth with pleasant singing voyce As with his Uiall in his hand he stoode a good way off There commeth to him Petalus and sayes in way of scoffe Go sing the resdue to the ghostes about the Stygian Lake And in the left side of his heade his dagger poynt he strake He sanke downe deade with fingers still yet warbling on the string And so mischaunce knit vp with wo the song that he did sing But fierce Lycormas could not beare to sée him murdred so Without reuengement Up he caught a mightie Leauer tho That wonted was to barre the doore a right side of the house And therewithall to Petalus he lendeth such a souse Full in the noddle of the necke that like a snetched Oxe Streight tuÌ„bling downe against the ground his groueling face he knox And Pelates a Garamant attempted to haue caught The left doore barre but as thereat with stretched hand he raught One Coryt sonne of Marmarus did with a Iauelin stricke Him through the hand that to the wood fast nayled did it sticke As Pelates stoode fastned thus one Abas goard his side He could not fall but hanging still vpon the poste there dide Fast nayled by the hand And there was ouerthrowne a Knight Of Perseyes band callde Melaney and one that Dorill hight A man of greatest landes in all the Realme of Nasamone That occupide so large a grounde as Dorill was there none Nor none that had such store of corne there came a Dart a skew And lighted in his Coddes the place where present death doth sew When Alcion of Barcey he that gaue this deadly wound Beheld him yesking forth his ghost and falling to the ground With warrie eyes the white turnde vp content thy selfe he said With that same litle plot of grounde whereon thy corse is layde In steade of all the large fat fieldes which late thou didst possesse And with that word he left him dead Perâ—eus to redresse This slaughter and this spightfull taunt streight snatched out the Dart That sticked in the fresh warme wound and with an angrie hart Did send it at the throwers head the Dart did split his nose Euen in the middes and at his necke againe the head out goes So that it péered both the wayes Whiles fortune doth support And further Persey thus he killes but yet in sundrie sort Two brothers by the mother tone callde Clytie tother Dane For on a Dart through both his thighes did Clytie take
In gobbits they them rent whereof were some in Pipkins boyld And other some on hissing spits against the fire were broyld And with the gellied bloud of him was all the chamber foyld To this same banket Progne bade hir husband knowing nought Nor nought mistrusting of the harme and lewdnesse she had wrought And feyning a solemnitie according to the guise Of Athens at the which there might be none in any wise Besides hir husband and hir selfe she banisht from the same Hir householde folke and soiourners and such as guestwise came King Tereus sâ—tting in the throne of his forefathers fed And swallowed downe the selfe same flesh that of his bowels bred And he so blinded was his heart fetch Itys hither sed No lenger hir most cruell ioy dissemble could the Quéene But of hir murther coueting the messenger to béene She said the thing thou askest for thou hast within About He looked round and asked where To put him out of dout As he was yet demaunding where and calling for him out Lept Philomele with scattred haire aflaight like one that fled Had from some fray where slaughter was and threw the bloudy head Of Itys in his fathers face And neuer more was shée Desirous to haue had hir speache that able she might be Hir inward ioy with worthie wordes to witnesse franke and frée The tyrant with a hideous noyse away the table shoues And reeres y â— fiends from Hell One while with yauning mouth he proues To perbrake vp his meate againe and cast his bowels out Another while with wringing handes he wéeping goes about And of his sonne he termes himselfe the wretched graue Anon With naked sword and furious heart he followeth fierce vpon Pandions daughters He that had bene present would haue déemdâ— Their bodies to haue houered vp with fethers As they séemde So houered they with wings in déede Of whome the one away To woodward flies the other still about the house doth stay And of their murther from their brestes not yet the token goth For euen still yet are stainde with bloud the fethers of them both And he through sorrow and desire of vengeance waxing wight Became a Bird vpon whose top a tuft of feathers light In likenesse of a Helmets crest doth trimly stand vpright In stead of his long sword his bill shootes out a passing space A Lapwing named is this Bird all armed séemes his face The sorrow of this great mischaunce did stop Pandions breath Before his time and long ere age determinde had his death Erecthey reigning after him the gouernment did take A Prince of such a worthinesse as no man well can make Resolution if he more in armes or iustice did excell Foure sonnes and daughters foure he had Of which a couple well Did eche in beautie other match The one of these whose name Was Procris vnto Cephalus King Aeolus sonne became A happie wife The Thracians and King Tereus were a let To Boreas so that long it was before the God could get His dearbeloued Orithy a while trifling he did stand With faire entreatance rather than did vse the force of hand But when he saw he no reliefe by gentle meanes could finde Then turning vnto boystous wrath which vnto that same winde Is too familiar and too much accustomed by kinde He said I serued am but well for why laid I a part My proper weapons fiercenesse force and ire and cruell hart And fell to fauning like a foole which did me but disgrace For me is violence meete Through this the pestred cloudes I chace Through this I tosse the Seas Through this I turne vp knottie Okes And harden Snow and beate the ground in hayle with sturdie strokes When I my brothers chaunce to get in open Ayre and Skie For that is my fielde in the which my maisteries I doe trie I charge vpon them with such brunt that of our méeting smart The Heauen betwéene vs soundes from the hollow Cloudes doth start Enforced fire And when I come in holes of hollow ground And fiersly in those emptie caues doe rouse my backe vp round I trouble euen the ghostes and make the verie world to quake This helpe in wooing of my wife to spéede I should haue take Erecthey should not haue bene prayde my Fatherinlaw to be He should haue bene compelde thereto by stout extremitie In speaking these or other wordes as sturdie Boreas gan To flaske his wings With wauing of the which he raysed than So great a gale that all the earth was blasted therewithall And troubled was the maine brode Sea And as he traylde his pall Bedusted ouer highest tops of things he swept the ground And hauing now in smokie cloudes himselfe enclosed round Betwéene his duskie wings he caught Orithya straught for feare And like a louer verie soft and easly did hir beare And as he flew the flames of loue enkindled more and more By meanes of stirring Neither did he stay his flight before He came within the land and towne of Cicons with his pray And there soone after being made his wife she hapt to lay Hir belly and a paire of boyes she at a burthen brings Who else in all resembled full their mother saue in wings The which they of their father tooke Howbeit by report They were not borne with wings vpon their bodies in this sort While Calais and Zetes had no beard vpon their chin They both were callow But assoone as haire did once begin In likenesse of a yellow Downe vpon their cheekes to sprout Then euen as comes to passe in Birdes the feathers budded out Togither on their pinyons too and spreaded round about On both their sides And finally when childhod once was spent And youth come on togither they with other Minyes went To Colchos in the Galley that was first deuisde in Greece Upon a sea as then vnknowen to fetch the golden fléece Finis sexti Libri ¶ THE SEVENTH BOOKE of Ouids Metamorphosis ANd now in ship of Pagasa the Mynies cut the seas And leading vnder endlesse night his age in great disease Of scarcitie was Phiney séene and Boreas sonnes had chaste Away the Maidenfaced foules that did his victels waste And after suffring many things in noble Iasons band In muddie Phasis gushing streame at last they went a land There while they going to the King demaund the golden fléece Brought thither certaine yeares before by Phryxus out of Greece And of their dreadfull labors wait an answere to receiue Aeëtas daughter in hir heart doth mightie flames conceyue And after strugling verie long when reason could not win The vpper hand of rage she thus did in hir selfe begin In vaine Medea doste thou striue some God what ere he is Against thée bendes his force for what a wondrous thing is this Is any thing like this which men doe terme by name of Loue For why should I my fathers hestes estéeme so hard aboue All measure sure in very déede they are too hard and sore Why feare I least
what I doe I sée apparantly Not want of knowledge of the truth but loue shall me deceiue You shal be saued by my meanes And now I must receiue A faithfull promise at your hand for sauing of your life He made a solemne vow and sware to take hir to his wife By triple Hecates holie rites and by what other power So euer else had residence within that secret bower And by the Sire of him that should his Fathrinlaw become Who all things doth behold and as he hopte to ouercome The dreadfull daungers which he had soone after to assay Duke Iason being credited receiude of hir streight way Enchaunted herbes and hauing learnde the vsage of the same Departed thence with merrie heart and to his lodging came Next Morne had chastâ— y â— streaming stars folke by heapes did flocke To Marsis sacred field and there stoode thronging in a shocke To sée the straunge pastimes The King most stately to beholde With yuorie Mace aboue them all did sit in throne of golde Anon the brazenhoued Bulles from stonie nosethrils cast Out flakes of fire their scalding breath the growing grasse did blast And looke what noise a chimney full of burning fewell makes Or Flint in softning in the Kell when first the fire it takes By sprincling water therevpon such noyse their boyling brests Turmoyling with the firie flames enclosed in their chests Such noise their scorched throtebolles make yet stoutly Iason went To méete them They their dreadfull eyes against him grimly bent And eke their hornes with yron tipt and strake the dust about In stamping with their clouen clees and with their belowing out Set all the fielde vpon a smoke The Myneis séeing that Were past their wits with sodaine feare but Iason féeled nat So much as any breath of theirs such strength hath sorcerie Their dangling Dewlaps with his hand he coyd vnfearfully And putting yokes vpon their neckes he forced them to draw The heauie burthen of the plough which erst they neuer saw And for to breake the fielde which erst had neuer felt the share The men of Colchos séeing this like men amazed fare The Mynies with their shouting out their mazednesse augment And vnto Iason therewithall giue more encouragement Then in a souldiers cap of stéele a Uipers téeth he takes And sowes them in the new plowde fielde the ground theÌ„ soking makes The séede forestéepte in poyson strong both supple lithe and soft And of these téeth a right straunge graine there growes anon aloft For euen as in the mothers wombe an infant doth begin To take the liuely shape of man and formed is within To due proportion piece by piece in euery limme and when Full ripe he is he takes the vse of Aire with other men So when that of the Uipers téeth the perfect shape of man Within the bowels of the earth was formed they began To rise togither orderly vpon the fruitefull fielde And which a greater wonder is immediatly they wielde Their weapons growing vp with them whoÌ„ when the Gréekes behilde Preparing for to push their Pikes which sharply headed were In Iasons face downe went their heades their heartes did faint for feare And also she that made him safe began abasht to bée For when against one naked man so huge an armie shée Beheld of armed enmies bent hir colour did abate And sodainly both voyd of bloud and liuelie heate she sate And least the chaunted wéedes the which she had him giuen before Should faile at néede a helping charme she whispred ouermore And practisde other secret Artes the which she kept in store He casting streight a mightie stone amid his thickest foes Doth voyde the battell from him selfe and turnes it vnto those These earthbred brothers by and by did one another wound And neuer ceased till that all lay dead vpon the ground The Gréekes were glad in their armes did clasp their Champion stout And clinging to him earnestly embraced him about And thou O fond Medea too couldst well haue found in hart The Champion for to haue embraste but that withheld thou wart By shamefastneâ—â—e and yet thou hadst embraced him if dread Of stayning of thine honor had not staid thee in that stead But yet as far forth as thou maist thou doste in heart reioyce And secretly although without expressing it in voyce Doste thanke thy charmes and eke the Gods as Authors of the same Now was remaining as the last conclusion of this game By force of chaunted herbes to make the waâ—chfull Dragon sléepe Within whose eyes came neuer winke who had in charge to kéepe The goodly trée vpon the which the golden fléeces hung With crested head and hooked pawes and triple spirting tung Right ougly was he to beholde When Iason had besprent Him with the iuice of certaine herbes from Lethey Riuer sent And thrice had mumbled certaine wordes which are of force to cast So sound a sléepe on things that euen as dead a time they last Which make the raging surges calme and flowing Riuers stay The dreadfull Dragon by and by whose eyes before that day Wist neuer erst what sléeping ment did fall so fast a sleepe That Iason safely tooke the fléece of golde that he did kéepe Of which his bootie being proud he led with him away The Author of his good suâ—cesse another fairer pray And so with conquest and a wife he loosde from Colchos strond And in Larissa â—auen safe did go againe a lond The auncient men of Thessalie togither with their wiues To Church with offrings gone for sauing of their childrens liues Great heapes of fuming frankincense were fryed in the flame And vowed Bulles to sacrifice with hornes faire gilded came But from this great solemnitie Duke Aeson was away Now at deathes doore and spent with yeares Then Iason thus gan say O wife to whome I doe confesse I owe my life in déede Though al things thou to me hast giuen and thy deserts excéede Beleife yet if enchauntment can for what so hard appeares Which strong enchauntment can not doe abate thou from my yeares And adde them to my fathers life As he these wordes did speake The teares were standing in his eyes His godly sute did breake Medeas heart who therewithall be thought hir of hir Sire In leauing whome she had exprest a far vnlike desire But yet bewraying not hir thoughts she said O Husband fie What wickednesse hath scapt your mouth suppose you then that I Am able of your life the terme where I will to bestow Let Hecat neuer suffer that Your sute as well you know Against all right and reason is But I will put in proofe A greater gift than you require and more for your behoofe I will assay your fathers life by cunning to prolong And not with your yeares for to make him yong againe and strong So our thréeformed Goddesse graunt with present helpe to stand A furthrer of the great attempt the which I take in hand Before the Moone should circlewise close both
bard Theyr doores against them Nerethelesse one Cotage afterward Receyued them and that was but a pelting one in déede The roofe therof was thatched all with straw and fennish réede Howbéet twoo honest auncient folke of whom shee Baucis hight And he Philemon in that Cote theyr fayth in youth had plight And in that Cote had spent theyr age And for they paciently Did beare theyr simple pouertie they made it light thereby And shewed it no thing to bée repyned at atall It skilles not whether there for Hyndes or Maister you doo call For all the houshold were but two and both of them obeyde And both commaunded When the Gods at this same Cotage staid And ducking downe their heads within the low made Wicket came Philemon bringing ech a stoole bade rest vpon the same Their limmes and busie Baucis brought them quishons homely géere Which done the embers on the harth she gan abrode to stéere And laid the coales togither that were raakâ— vp ouer night And with the brands and dried leaues did make them gather might And with the blowing of hir mouth did make them kindle bright Then from an inner house she fetcht seare sticks and clifted brands And put them broken vnderneath a Skillet with hir hands Hir Husband from their Gardenplot fetcht Coleworts Of the which She shreaded small the leaues and with a Forke tooke downe a flitch Of restie Bacon from the Balke made blacke with smoke and cut A péece thereof and in the pan to boyling did it put And while this meate a séething was the time in talke they spent By meanes whereof away without much tedousnesse it went There hung a Boawle of Béeche vpon a spirget by a ring The same with warmed water filld the twoo old folke did bring Too bathe their guests foule féete therein Amid the house there stood A Couch whose bottom sides and féete were all of Sallow wood And on the same a Mat of Sedge They cast vpon this bed A couering which was neuer wont vpon it too be spred Except it were at solemne feastes and yet the same was olde And of the coursest with a bed of sallow méete too holde The Gods sate downe The aged wife right chare and busie as A Bée sâ—t out a table of the which the thirde foote was A little shorter than the rest A tyleshâ—rd made it euen And tooke away the shormgnesse and when they had it driuen To stand vp leuell with gréene Mintes they by and by it wipte Then set they on it Pallas fruite with double colour stripte And Cornels kept in pickle moyst and Endiue and a roote Of Radish and a iolly lump of Butter fresh and â—oote And Egges reare rosted All these Eates in earthen dishes came Then set they downe a grauen cup made also of the same Selfe kinde of Plate and Mazers made of Béech whose inner syde Was rubd with yellow wax And when they pawsed had a tyde Whote meate came pyping from the fyre And shortly therevpon A cup of gréene hedg wyne was brought This tane away anon Came in the latter course which was of Nuts Dates dryed figges Swéete smelling Apples in a Mawnd made flat of Oysyer twigges And Prunes and Plums and Purple grapes cut newly from the trée And in the middes a honnycomb new taken from the Bée Besydes all this there did ensew good countnance ouermore With will not poore nor nigardly Now all the whyle before As ofen as Philemon and Dame Baucis did perceyue The emptie Cup to fill alone and wyne too still receyue Amazed at the straungenesse of the thing they gan streyght way With fearfull harts and hands hilld vp too frame themselues too pray Desyring for theyr slendâ—r chéere and fare too pardoned bée They had but one 〈◊〉 Goose which kept theyr little Tennantrée And this too offer too the Gods theyr guestes they did intend The Gander wyght of wing did make the slow old folke too spend Theyr paynes in vayne and mokt them long At length he séemd too flye For succor too the Gods themselues who bade he should not dye For wée bée Gods quoth they and all this wicked towneship shall Abye their gylt On you alone this mischeef shall not fall No more but giue you vp your house and follow vp this hill Toogither and vpon the top thereof abyde our will They bothe obeyd And as the Gods did lead the way before They lagged slowly after with theyr staues and labored sore Ageinst the rysing of the hill They were not mickle more Than full a flyghtshot from the top when looking backe they saw How all the towne was drowned saue their lyttle shed of straw And as they woondred at the thing and did bewayle the case Of those that had theyr neyghbours béene the old poore Cote so base Whereof they had béene owners erst became a Church The proppes Were turned into pillars howge The straw vppon the toppes Was yellow so that all the roof did séeme of burnisht gold The floore with Marble paued was The doores on eyther fold Were grauen At the sight hereof Philemon and his make Began too pray in feare Then Ioue thus gently them bespake Declare thou ryghtuowse man and thou O woman meete too haue A ryghtuowse howsband what yée would most chéefly wish or craue Philemon taking conference a little with his wyfe Declared bothe theyr méenings thus We couet during lyfe Your Chapleynes for too bée too kéepe your Temple And bycause Our yéeres in concord wée haue spent I pray when death néere drawes Let bothe of vs toogither leaue our liues that neyther I Behold my wyues deceace nor shée sée myne when I doo dye Theyr wish had sequele to theyr will As long as lyfe did last They kept the Church And béeing spent with age of yeares forepast By chaunce as standing on a tyme without the Temple doore They told the fortune of the place Philemon old and poore Saw Baucis floorish gréene with leaues Baucis saw likewyse Philemon braunching out in boughes and twigs before hir eyes And as the Bark did ouergrow the heades of bothe eche spake Too other whyle they myght At last they eche of them did take Theyr leaue of other bothe at once and therewithall the bark Did hyde theyr faces both at once The Phrygians in that park Doo at this present day still shew the trées that shaped were Of theyr twoo bodies growing yit togither ioyntly there Theis things did auncient men report of credit verie good For why there was no cause why they should lye As I there stood I saw the garlands hanging on the boâ—ghes and adding new I sayd let them whom God dooth loue be Gods and honor dew Bée giuen to such as honor him with feare and râ—uerence trew He â—â—lld his peace and bothe the thing and he that did it tell Did moue them all but Theseus most Whom being mynded well To héere of woondrous things the brooke of Calydon thus bespake There are O valiant knyght sum
too her naked skin the which was like too myne Or rather if that thou wert made a woman like too thyne He was amazde And holding vp his hands too heauen he sayth Forgiue mée you with whom I found such fault euen now In fayth I did not know the wager that yée ran for As hée prayseth The beawty of her in him selfe the fyre of loue he rayseth And through an enuy fearing least shée should a way be woonne He wisht that nere a one of them so swift as shée might roonne And wherfore ê™ hée put not I myself in preace too trye The fortune of this wager God himself continually Dooth help the bold and hardye sort now whyle Hippomenes Debates theis things within himselfe and other like to these The Damzell ronnes as if her feete were wings And though that shée Did fly as swift as arrow from a Turkye bowe yit hée More woondred at her beawtye than at swiftnesse of her pace Her ronning greatly did augment her beawtye and her grace The wynd ay whisking from her féete the labells of her socks Uppon her back as whyght as snowe did tosse her golden locks And eeke thembroydred garters that were tyde beneathe her ham A rednesse mixt with whyght vppon her tender bodye cam As when a scarlet curtaine streynd ageinst a playstred wall Dooth cast like shadowe making it seeme ruddye therwithall Now whyle the straunger noted this the race was fully ronne And Atalant as shee that had the wager cléerely wonne Was crowned with a garlond braue The vanquisht sighing sore Did lose theyr lyues according too agréement made before Howbéeit nought at all dismayd with theis mennes lucklesse cace He stepped foorth and looking full vppon the maydens face Sayd wherfore doost thou séeke renowne in vanquisshing of such As were but dastards cope with mée If fortune bée so much My fréend too giue mee victorie thou néedest not hold scorne Too yéeld too such a noble man as I am I am borne The sonne of noble Megaree Onchestyes sonne and hée Was sonne to Neptune Thus am I great graundchyld by degrée In ryght descent of him that rules the waters Neyther doo I out of kynd degenerate from vertue méete thertoo Or if my fortune bée so hard as vanquisht for too bée Thou shalt obteine a famous name by ouercomming mée In saying thus Atlanta cast a gentle looke on him And dowting whither shée rather had too lose the day or win Sayd thus What God an enmy to the beawtyfull is bent Too bring this person to his end and therfore hath him sent Too seeke a wyfe with hazard of his lyfe If I should bée Myselfe the iudge in this behalfe there is not sure in mée That dooth deserue so déerely too bée earned neyther dooth His beawty mooue my hart at all yit is it such in sooth As well might mooue mée But bycause as yit a chyld he is His person mooues mée not so much as dooth his age Iwis Béesydes that manhod is in him and mynd vnfrayd of death Béesydes that of the watrye race from Neptune as he seth He is the fowrth béesydes that he dooth loue mée and dooth make So great accompt too win mée too his wyfe that for my sake He is contented for too dye if fortune bée so sore Ageinst him too denye him mée Thou straunger hence therfore Away I say now whyle thou mayst and shonne my bloody bed My mariage cruell is and craues the losing of thy hed There is no wench but that would such a husband gladly catch And shée that wyse were myght desyre too méete with such a match But why now after heading of so many doo I care For thée Looke thou too that For sith so many men as are Alreadye put too slawghter can not warne thée too béeware But that thou wilt bée wéerye of thy lyfe dye doo not spare And shall he perrish then bycause he sought to liue with mee And for his loue vnwoorthely with death rewarded bée All men of such a victory will speake too foule a shame But all the world can testifye that I am not too blame Would God thou wouldst desist Or else bycause thou are so mad I would too God a litle more thy féete of swiftnesse had Ah what a maydens countenance is in this chyldish face Ah foolish boy Hippomenes how wretched is thy cace I would thou neuer hadst mée séene Thou woorthy art of lyfe And if so bée I happy were and that too bée a wyfe The cruell destnyes had not mée forbidden sure thou art The onely wyght with whom I would bée matcht with all my hart This spoken shée yit rawe and but new striken with the dart Of Cupid béeing ignorant did loue and knew it nat Anon her father and the folk assembled willed that They should begin theyr woonted race Then Neptunes issue prayd With carefull hart and voyce too mée and thus dâ—uoutly sayd O Venus fauour myne attempt and send mée downe thyne ayd Too compasse my desyred loue which thou hast on mée layd His prayer movd mée I confesse and long I not delayd Before I helpt him Now there is a certaine féeld the which The Cyprian folk call Damasene most fertile and most rich Of all the Cyprian féelds the same was consecrate too mée In auncient tyme and of my Church the glebland woont too bée Amid this féeld with golden leaues there growes a goodly trée The crackling boughes whereof are all of yellow gold I came And gathered golden Apples thrée and bearing thence the same Within my hand immediatly too Hippomen I gat Inuisible too all wyghts else saue him and taught him what Too doo with them The Trumpets blew and girding forward both Set foorth and on the houering dust with nimble féete eche goth A man would think they able were vppon the Sea too go And neuer wet theyr féete and on the ayles of corne also That still is growing in the féeld and neuer downe them tread The man tooke courage at the showt and woordes of them that sed Now now is tyme Hippomenes too ply it hye a pace Enforce thyself with all thy strength lag not in any cace Thou shalt obteine It is a thing ryght dowtfull whither hée At theis well willing woordes of theyrs reioysed more or shée O Lord how often when shée might outstrippe him did shée stay And gazed long vppon his face right loth too go her way A wéerye breath proceeded from theyr parched lippes and farre They had too ronne Then Neptunes imp her swiftnesse too disbarre Trolld downe a toneside of the way an Apple of the thrée Amazde therat and couetous of the goodly Apple shée Did step asyde and snatched vp the rolling frute of gold With that Hippomenes coted her The folke that did behold Made noyse with clapping of theyr hands She recompenst her slothe And losse of â–ª tyme with footemanshippe and streight ageine outgothe Hippomenes leauing him behind and béeing stayd agen With taking vp the second shée him ouertooke And
interchaungeably it one whyle dooth remayne A female and another whyle becommeth male againe The creature also which dooth liue by only aire and wynd All colours that it leaneth too dooth counterfet by kynd The Grapegod Bacchus when he had subdewd the land of Inde Did fynd a spotted beast cald Lynx whoos 's vrine by report By towching of the open aire congealeth in such sort As that it dooth becomme a stone So Corall which as long As water hydes it is a shrub and soft becommeth strong And hard assoone as it dooth towch the ayre The day would end And Phebus panting stéedes should in the Ocean déepe descend Before all alterations I in woordes could comprehend So sée wée all things chaungeable One nation gathereth strength Another wexeth weake and bothe doo make exchaunge at length So Troy which once was great and strong as well in welth as men And able tenne yéeres space too spare such store of blood as then Now béeing bace hath nothing left of all her welth too showe Saue ruines of the auncient woorkes which grasse dooth ouergrowe And tumbes wherin theyr auncetours lye buryed on a rowe Once Sparta was a famous towne Great Mycene florisht trim Bothe Athens and Amphions towres in honor once did swim A pelting plot is Sparta now great Mycene lyes on ground Of Theab the towne of Oedipus what haue we more than sound Of Athens king Pandions towne what resteth more than name Now also of the race of Troy is rysing so sayth fame The Citie Roome which at the bank of Tyber that dooth ronne Downe from the hill of Appennyne already hath begonne With great aduysement for too lay foundation of her state This towne then chaungeth by increase the forme it had alate And of the vniuersall world in tyme to comme shall hold The souereintye so prophesies and lotts men say haue told And as I doo remember mee what tyme that Troy decayd The prophet Helen Priams sonne theis woordes ensewing sayd Before Aenaeas dowting of his lyfe in wéeping plyght O Goddesse sonne beléeue mée if thou think I haue foresyght Of things too comme Troy shalnot quyght decay whyle thou doost liue Bothe fyre and swoord shall vntoo thée thy passage fréely giue Thou must from hence and Troy with thée conuey away in haste Untill that bothe thyself and Troy in forreine land bée plaast More fréendly than thy natiue soyle Moreouer I foresée A Citie by the ofspring of the Troians buylt shall bée So great as neuer in the world the lyke was séene before Nor is this present neyther shall be séene for euermore A number of most noble péeres for manye yéeres afore Shall make it strong and puyssant But hée that shall it make The souereine Ladye of the world by ryght descent shall take His first beginning from thy sonne the little Iule And when The earth hathe had her tyme of him the sky and welkin then Shall haue him vp for euermore and heauen shall bée his end Thus farre I well remember mée did Helens woordes extend Too good Aenaeas And it is a pleasure vntoo mée The Citie of my countrymen increasing thus too sée And that the Grecians victorie becommes the Troians weale But least forgetting quyght themselues our horses happe too steale Beyond the mark the heauen and all that vnder heauen is found Dooth alter shape So dooth the ground and all that is in ground And wée that of the world are part considring how wée bée Not only flesh but also sowles which may with passage frée Remoue them intoo euery kynd of beast both tame and wyld Let liue in saufty honestly with slaughter vndefyld The bodyes which perchaunce may haue the sprits of our brothers Our sisters or our parents or the spirits of sum others Alyed too vs eyther by sum fréendshippe or sum kin Or at the least the soules of men abyding them within And let vs not Thyëstes lyke thus furnish vp our boordes With bloodye bowells Oh how leawd example he auoordes How wickedly prepareth he himself too murther man That with a cruell knyfe dooth cut the throte of Calf and can Unmouably giue héering too the lowing of the dam Or sticke the kid that wayleth lyke the little babe or eate The fowle that he himself before had often fed with meate What wants of vtter wickednesse in woorking such a feate What may he after passe too doo well eyther let your stéeres Weare out themselues with woork or else impute theyr death too yéeres Ageinst the wynd and weather cold let Wethers yéeld yée cotes And vdders full of batling milk receyue yée of the Goates Away with sprindges snares and grinnes away with Risp and net Away with guylefull feates for fowles no lymetwiggs sée yée set No feared fethers pitche yée vp too kéepe the Reddéere in Ne with deceytfull bayted hooke séeke fishes for too win If awght doo harme destroy it but destroyt and doo no more Forbeare the flesh and féede your mouthes with fitter foode therfore Men say that Numa furnisshed with such philosophye As this and like returned too his natiue soyle and by Entreatance was content of Roome too take the souereintye Ryght happy in his wyfe which was a nymph ryght happy in His guydes which were the Muses nyne this Numa did begin Too teach Religion by the meanes whereof hée shortly drew That people vntoo peace whoo erst of nought but battell knew And when through age he ended had his reigne and éeke his lyfe Through Latium he was moorned for of man and chyld and wyfe As well of hygh as low degrée His wyfe forsaking quyght The Citie in vale Aricine did hyde her out of syght Among the thickest groues â–ª and there with syghes and playnts did let The sacrifyse of Diane whom Orestes erst had fet From Taurica in Chersonese and in that place had set How oft ah did the woodnymphes and the waternymphes perswade Egeria for too cease her mone what meanes of comfort made They Ah hâ—w often Theseus sonne her wéeping thus bespake O Nymph thy moorning moderate thy sorrow sumwhat slake Not only thou hast cause too hart thy fortune for too take Behold like happes of other folkes and this mischaunce of thyne Shall gréeue thée lesse would God examples so they were not myne Myght comfort thée But myne perchaunce may comfort thée If thou In talk by hap haste heard of one Hippolytus ere now That through his fathers lyght beleefe and stepdames craft was slayne It will a woonder séeme too thée and I shall haue much payne Too make thée too beléeue the thing But I am very hée The daughter of Pasyphae in vayne oft tempting mée My father chamber too defyle surmysde mée too haue sought The thing that shée with al her hart would fayne I should haue wrought And whither it were for feare I should her wickednesse bewray Or else for spyght bycause I had so often sayd her nay Shée chardgd mée with hir owne offence My father by and by Condemning mée did