remaine Venson her food and Honey from the Bee The flesh of Elkes of Beares and Bores new slaine Her drinke the pearled brooke her followers maides Her vow chast life her Cloister the Coole shades 60 Her weapons are the Iauelin and the Bow Her garments Angell like of Virgin-white And tuckt aloft her falling skirt below Her Buskin meetes buckled with siluer bright Her Haire behind her like a Cloake doth flow Some tuckt in roules some loose with Flowers bedight Her silken vailes play round about her slacke Her golden Quiuer fals athwart her backe 61 She was the daughter of an antient king Cald Iupiter that sway'd the Attick scepter To her as suters many princes bring Theyr Crownes which scorning she a virgin kept her Yet as her beauties fame abroad doth ring Her suters multiply therefore she stept her Into the forrest meaning to exempt her From such as to their amorous wils would tempt her 62 This new religion famous in a Queene Of such estate and beauty drew from farre Daughters of Princes they that late were seene In Courts of kings now Dians followers are Where they no sooner sworne and entred been But against men and loue they proclaime war Many frequent the groues by Dians motion For fashion some and some too for deuotion 63 The old Plateenses holding her deuine Gaue her the sacred name of Euclia Their maids ere married offered at her shrine And then they freely chus'd their marriage day Without her leaue they neuer tasted wine Or durst in publicke with their husbands play Whole Asia ioyn'd to make a Church of stone Built by the Architector Chersiphrone 64 To this th'Aegiptian hie Pyramides Nor the great Iouiall portract could compare Mausolus Tombe the Manes to appease Rear'd by the Carian Queene but trifles are The huge Colossus that bestrid the seas And made Rhoades famous for a worke so rare Great Babels Tower nor Pharos stately Ile Could ranke with this for cost or height of stile 65 Two hundred twenty years it was in framing In length foure hundred fiue and twenty feet In breadth two hundred twenty Thus proclaiming Their feare of her they chast Diana greet Of all faire Damsels her the Goddesse naming And to her seruice in her Temple meet A Fabricke famous both for height and length Proportion beauty wormanship and strength 66 A hundred seauen and twenty Collumbs great All of white Marble in faire order stand Sixe hundred feet in heigth both huge and neat The like were neuer wrought by mortall hand Princes of sundry Kingdomes that intreat Her Diuine grace and yeild to her command Each one a high and stately piller bringes Full thirty sixe rear'd by so many Kinges 67 All these contend which should the rest exceed In large expence to make it more admir'd Herostratus that neuer did glad deed Neither with wit nor gracious Thewes inspir'd Knowing no meanes his owne renowne to breed In deuilish spleene this royall wonder fier'd The purpose why he did this deed of shame Was that the world should Chronicle his name 68 This when dispoiled Ephesus once knew They made a law with fine to him that brake it To make him lose the fame he did pursue His very name was death to him that spake it For many yeares it dide but times renew And from obliuious dusky Caues awake it Elce had their scilence from these ages kept This strange report that long amongst them slept 69 The world the very day it lost the grace Of this rare worke another Wonder bred Greater than this from royall Philips race That then tooke life when this in fire lay dead In Macedon a much renowmed place Young Alexander in that Temples stead Entred the world whose glories did aspire Aboue this structure then consumd with fire 70 Now is Calisto one of Dians traine And to th' Arcadian Forrest newly flitted Her beauty can scarce equald be againe Mongst al the Huntresses wheres she 's admitted Meane time Ihoue cheeres his friends Inters the slaine And all his businesse is by order fitted The State establisht Time in triumph spent And newes of all by posts to Epire sent 71 His great affayres determin'd the Prince now Hath leysure to bethinke him of that face To which his future actions he doth vow Now he remembers each particular grace That Loue that makes the Idle spirits bow Still giues occasions way and businesse place Abandon sloth and Cupids bow vnbends His brands extinguist and his false fire spends 72 For idlenesse makes Loue and then maintaines What it hathmade when he that well employes His busie houres is free from Venus traines And the true freedome of his thoughts enioyes He had no time to sigh that now complaines The good his businesse did his sloath destroyes Loue from the painfull flyes but there most thriues And prospers best when men lead slothfull liues 73 Being alone Calistoes shape imprest So deepely in his heart liues in his eie Shee 's lodg'd both in the Forrest and his brest And though farre off she is imaginde nie Phabe abroad beholds her mongst the rest Young Ihoue at home in his blind phantasie And now too late he wishes but in vaine Her still at Court or him of Dians traine 74 He haunts the Forrests and those shadowy places Where fayre Dyana hunteth with her Mayds And like a Hunts-man the wilde Stag he chases Onely to spy his Mistresse mongst the shades And if he chance where bright Calisto traces He thankes his fate if not his Starres vpbraids And deemes a tedious Summers day well spent For one short sight of her his soules content 75 At length he thus concludes I am but young No downy heire vpon my face appeare I 'le counterfet a shtill effeminate tongue And d'on such habit as the Huntresse weares When my guilt Quiuer crosse my brest is hung And Bore-speare in my hand such as she beares My blood being fresh my face indifferent faire Modest my eie and neuer shorne my haire 76 Who can discouer me Why may not I Be entred as an Ancresse mongst the rest This is the way that I intend to try Of all my full conclusions held the best My habit I le bespeake so secretly That what I purpose neuer can be gest My Lords assemble and to them shew reason Why I of force must leaue them for a season 77 Th' excuse vnto the Nobles currant seemes He takes his leaue and trauels on his way Of his entended voyage no man deemes Now is he briskt vp in his braue aray So preciously his mistresse hee esteemes That he makes speed to where the Virgins stay And by the way his womanish steps he tride And practis'd how to speake to looke to stride 78 To blush and to make honors and if need To pule and weepe at euery idle toy As women vse next to prepare his weed And his soft hand to Chare-workes to imploy He profits in his practise heauen him speed And of his shape assumed
enemies pike Had by the aime of some strong hand bin cast And side to side through all his entrailes past 45 He comes where all his Lords in counsell sat And tels them of three sons preseru'd to life The Peeres at first seeme much amaz'd thereat Yet all commend the pitty of his wife And praise her vertue intermitting that They next proceed to Tytans hostile strife And thus conclude their enemies to expell Whom they know Barbarous bloody fierce and fell 46 When calling him that the defiance brought This answere backe to Tytan they returne That they his brauing menace set at naught That their owne blouds shall quench the towns they burn That their immediate ruines they haue sought And they no longer can reuenge adiourne But the next sonne shall see strange vengeancetane Of all his Cretan subiects they haue slaine 47 The Messengers dismist while they prepare Armes and munition for the Morrowes field Meane time great Tytans sonnes assembled are Who all their Fortunes on their fury build Their hauty lookes their spleenfull harts declare Each brandishing his sword and ponderous shield Longing to heare from Saturne such reply That on his men they may their valours try 48 Nor do they tempt the Deities in vaine They haue what they desire to them behold The bassled messenger gallops amaine But ere the Knight his message hath halfe told So much the Gyant kings their braues disdaine That with their scornefull feet they spurne the mold Their browes they furrow and their teeth they grate And all the Gods blaspheame to shew their hate 49 Now hath the Sunne slid from his fiery Car And in cold Ister quencht his flaming head Blacke darknes risting from the earth afar You might perceiue the welkin to orespread Orions blazing lockes discouered are Pale Cinthia gouernes in Apolloes stead Bootes his waine about the pole hath driuen And all the stars borne bright that spangle heauen 50 The morning comes Tytan in field appeares In compleat harnesse arm'd from head to toe Next him Aegeon who no Corslet weares Or coat of Armes to incounter any foe Vnarmed as he is he no man feares A plume doth from his guilded helmet flow Made of the Peacockes traine his armes is strong In which he shakes a skeine bright broad and long 51 Creous huge sinnowy Armes and brawny thighes Are naked being tawnied with the sun Buskins he weares that boue his ankles rise Puft with such curl'd silke as Arachne spâ—…n A coat of Armes well mail'd that fits his size Laceth his body in these Armes he woon Of a huge Monster in the Isle of Thrace Whose weapon was a weighty iron mace 52 His knotted beard was as the Porphir blacke So were the fleecy lockes vpon his crowne Which to the middle of his armed backe From his rough shaggy head discended downe His fiery Eie-bals threaten Saturnes wracke Sterne vengeance rous'd her selfe in Caons frowne His sheild a broad iron dore his Lance a beame Oft with his large stride he hath Archt a streame 53 Typhon in skins of Lyons grimly clad Next his too Brothers in the march proceeds The hides of these imperious beasts he had From th'Erithmanthian forrest where his deeds Liue still in memory like one halfe mad The Gyant shewes in these disguised weeds The Lyons iawes gnawing his Helmet stood And grinning with his long fangs stain'd in blood 54 And yet his owne fierce visage lowring vnder Appeares as full of terror as that other Two such aspects makes the Saturniens wonder Next him appeares Euceladus his Brother Whose eye darts lightning and his voice speaks Thunder This was the onely darling of his mother His weapon was a tall and snaggy Oake With which he menac'st death at euery stroake 59 Hiperion in an armor all of Sunnes Shines like the face of Phoebus o're the rest This Gyant to his valiant Brothers runs Crying to Armes base lingering I detest Damn'd be that Coward soule that damage shuns Or from apparant perill shrinkes his brest Behold where Saturne mongst his people crownd His hornes and Clarions doth to battell sound 56 Saturne appeares as great Hyperion spake Borne in an Iuory chaire with bright stones stoodded Mongst which in trailes ran many an Anticke flake With rich Inamell azur'd greene and rudded At the first push their enemies rankes they brake He fought till his bright Chariot was all bloodded About him round their bowes his Archers drew A fight which yet their Foe-men neuer knew 57 The big-bon'd Gyants wounded from a farre And seeing none but their owne souldiers by them Amazed stand at this new kind of warre To receiue wounds by such as came not nie them From euery wing they heare their looses iarre They knew not where to turne or how to flie them The showers of Arrowes rain'd so fast and thicke That in their legges thighs brest and armes they stick 58 So long as their strong Bowes of trusty Ewe And silken strings held fast so long fresh riuers Of Crimson blood the Champion did imbrew For euery shaft the Archers Bow deliuers Or kils or woundes one of their countlesse crew But when they once had emptied all their quiuers And that the enemy saw their arrowes wasted To blowes and handy-strokes both armies hasted 59 Thou famous English Henry of that name The fift I cannot but remember thee That wan vnto thy kingdome endlesse fame By thy bold English Archers Chiualry In Agin-Court when to the Frenchmens shame King Dolphin and the chiefe Nobility Were with the ods of thousands forcst to yeeld And Henry Lord of that triumphant field 60 But such successe king Saturne had not then He is in number and in strength too weake His people are but one to Tytans ten Nor are his guards so strong their spleene to wreake The Gyant-Kings with infinites of men Into their foes Battallions rudely breake Their Polaxes and Clubs they heaue on hie The Kings surpriz'de and the Saturniens fly 61 The Tytans brandish their victorious Glaues and enter the great Citty Hauocke crying In Cretan bloud they drowne their Chariot Naues And slaughter all the poore Saturniens flying One hand sharpe steele the other fire-brands waues In euery place the grones of people dying Mixt with the Conquerors showts to heauen aspire and in their harsh sound make a dismall Quire 62 The Citty 's ceizd Saturne and Sybill bound Whilst Tytan Lords it in the Cretan Throne His reuelling sonnes for Pillage ransacke round And where they heare Babes shrike or olde men grone They showt for ioy meane time King Saturnes wound Sybill bindes vp and being all alone In prison with her Lord to him relates The fortunes of her sonnes and their estates 63 She tels him that young Ihoue in Epire famed For Martiall triumphs is theyr naturall sonne He that Lycaon queld Pelagia tamed And many spoyles for Milliseus woon No sooner did the King heare young Ihoue named But he repents the wrongs against him doon and proud of such an Issue so
Coward tast confusion all The Sun looks pale heauen red the green earth blusht To see their bones beneath his Chariot crusht 83 Whos 's valour Thesus seeing nobly spake Great Hector I admire thee though my Foe Thou art too bold why dost thou vndertake Things beyond man to seeke thine ouerthrow I see thee breathlesse wherefore dost thou make So little of thy worth to perish so Fond man retyre thee and recouer breath And being thy selfe pursue the workes of death 84 Prince Hector his debility now finding Thankes royall Thesus and begins to pawse And bout the field with his swift coursers winding Vnto a place remote himselfe withdrawes Meane time King Menelaus the battaile minding Wan in the dangerous conflict much applawse Heere Celidonius valiant Moles slew Moles that his discent from Oreb drew 85 By Mandon King Cedonius lost an eye A Graecian Admirall Sadellus kils And Aix Telamonius doth defie Prince Margareton King Menestheus spils The Galles red blood Prothenor low doth lie By Samuels Speare renowned Hector fils The field with wonder he his Carre forsakes And Milke white Galathee againe he takes 86 At his first entrance he espies his friend Polydamas by thirty souldiers led Amongst whom spurring they themselues defend But scarce one man hath power to guard his head Vnto their dayes great Hectors sword gaue end And freedome to Polydamas nye dead With shame and wrath next to the battell came King Thoas to redeeme the Argiues Fame 87 With him the King Philotas who adrest Themselues gainst two of Priams Bastard Sonnes Young Cassilanus puts his Speare in rest And with great fury against Thoas ronnes He brake his staffe but Thoas sped the best As to their bold encounter Hector comes He sees his young halfe-brother he held deare Through-pierst alas by Thoas fatall Speare 88 Hye-stomackt Hector with this obiect mad hurries through the thicke prease and there had slaine Whole thousands for the death of that young Lad But his red wrath King Nestor did restraine For with six thousand Knights in armor clad he fortifies the late forsaken plaine Gainst whom marcht Philon of the part of Troy Their battailes ioyne each other they destroy 89 Polydamus and Hector taking part With Philon aged-Nestor growes too weake For Cassilanus death the Greekes must smart They through their flankes wings rankes and squadrons breake When Aiax Telamon spide what huge wreake The Troian Worthy made his men take hart And with King Menelaus them dispose To rescue Nestor and assault their Foes 90 Gainst them Aeneas with the hoast arriues And ioynes with Hector on the Argiue side Philoatas with three thousand souldiers striues all proued Greekes whose valors had bin tride Aeneas and great Aiax gage their liues To equall conflict whom their troopes deuide Philoatas on great Hector thinkes to proue him In vaine he from his saddle cannot moue him 91 But him the Woorthy stounded with a blow A flatling blow that on his Beauer glancst Vlisses and Humerus next in row With twice fiue thousands Knights on Hector chancst But Paris hapned with as many moe On Hectors part where numbers lye intrancst Paris a keene shaft from his Quiner drew Whose fatall point the King of Cipresse slew 92 This Ciprian Kinsman to Vlisses was In whose reuenge the Ithacan defies Prince Paris who in Arch'ry did surpasse These two in field against each other rise And with their mutuall blood they staine the grasse But parted by the tumult they deuise On further massacre neere to this place Troylus Vlisses meets and wounds his face 93 Nor scapt the Troian wound-free in this stower Was Galathee beneath Prince Hector slaine And he on foot the Greekes with all their power Begirt him and assault the Prince amaine But he whose fame aboue the Clouds must lower From all their battering strokes still guards his braine Till Dynadorus Priams Bastard son Against well-mounted Polixemus ron 94 A strong Barb'd horse the Noble Greeke bestrid a Worthier Maister now the steed must haue The Bastard youth gainst Polixemus rid Vnhorst him and his Steed to Hector gaue Who mounted farre more deeds of Honor did Leauing the Greekes most Coarses to ingraue a troope of Archers Deiphebus brings Who expell the Greekes with arrowes darts and slings 95 At the first shocke the Prince King Theuter hit and carâ—…'d a deepe wound on his armed face The well steel'd point his sword-proofe Beauer split and now th' assaulted Greekes are all in chace Some saue themselues by swiftnesse some by wit Young Quinteline of Priams Bastard race and King Moderus haue surpriz'd by force Thesus and spoyl'd him both of armes and horse 96 Whom when the Dardan-Worthy saw surpriz d He cals to mind the cur'sie to him done By whom nye breathlesse he was well aduis'd The future eminence of warre to shunne King Thesus whom his Victors much despis'd Hector releast and by the glorious Sunne Sweares not to leaue him till he see him sent With safe conduct vnto his warlike Tent. 97 Here Thoas by whom Cafsilanâ—… fell Is by great Hector beaten from his Steed Who razing of his Helme to send to hell A soule he so much hated was soone freed By Menesteus who makes on Pell-Mell With a huge hoast and rescues with all speed Th' astonisht King not long the day he tride Till Paris with an arrow pierst his side 98 Humerus glaunst a Iauelin through the sight Of Hectors Beauer that it racst the skin Th' inraged Prince on proud Humerus light And with one stroke he cleft him to the chin Proceeding on hee still pursues the fight The Grecians loose and now the Troians win They beate them to their Tents where some inquire For pillage whilst the rest the Nauy fite 99 In this pursute Hector and Aiax meete Who after interchange of hostile blowes Part on eeuen tearmes and with kind language greet For the two kinsmen now each other knowes Aiax intreats the Prince to spare theyr Fleet And saue theyrtents whose flame to heauen-ward grows Which courteous Hector sweares to vndertake For Aiax and his Aunt Hesiones sake 100 Oh Il-stard Hector Thou hast ouerseene A Victory thou canst not reach to more Hadst thou to him inexorable beene Thou hadst sau'd Troy and freed the Dardan Shore Duke Aiax prayet hath wrought Troyes fatall teene And hath the power lost Grecia to restore Oh hadst thou tane the aduantage of this day all Greece had perisht that now liues for aye 101 But there 's a Fate in all things Hector blowes His wel-knowne horne his Souldiers all retreat The Greekes to quench theyr Fleet themselues dispose and re-instaure their tents whose spoile was great The next day from the campe to Priam goes A Herald to surcease all hostile heat Demanding truce till they the dead haue grounded And both of Campe and Citty cur'd the wounded 102 T is granted from the Towne with Coffins com Pale widdowes winpled in their mourning weeds To fetch their husbands coarses cold and nom To
What meane these flames these grones of people dying This frightfull iarte of battailes new begun When Panthus thus Aeneas lets away Of Troy and vs this is the latest day 54 Troy was and 〈◊〉 was but they are past Great Ihoue hath from th' earths bosome swept vs all Th' insulting Greekes haue conquerd vs at last And forraine Steele now menases our wall The Brazen Horse that midst our Meure stickes fast Hath powrd an army forth whole thousands fall And drop downe from his sides whilst Synon stands Warming amidst the flames his treacherous handes 55 The Gates are ceasd the broken wals made good With bright Death-pointed Steele Irruption's bard Behold my passage was Knee-deepe in blood Crossing the streete from great Atrides guard Such as escape this purple falling flood Fyre or the Sword consumes our choise is hard Ruine beguirts vs and what most we feare We cannot fly death rageth euery where 56 Now hurries strong Eneas madly faring Through flames through swords whether Erinnis cals Eg'd on by rage and fury no man sparing On euery side are fires wounds Clamors brals To him arm'd Ripheus ioynes and wonders daring Iphilus Hypanis and Dimas fals In the same tanke youthfull Chorebus tride Doth likewise glister by Aeneas side 57 Chorebus who for faire Cassandracs Loue Came from Megdomia to the Dardan broyles These seeking flying death all dangers proue And taske their valours to all desperate toyles To places of most slaughter they remoue Euen where the Greekes commit most horrid spoyls Arm'd with this Saw This onely Captiues cheares When safetie flyes all-resting death appeares 58 Thus seeke they certaine death amidst the hart Of Flame-guilt Troy whilst the blacke fatall night Flyes hood-winkt twixt the poles her yron Cart Rusty with darkenesse oh what Mortall wight Can halfe the terror of that houre impart Such howles sighs grones wounds slaughters afright In euery street Liues-blood death murder feare The reeking Faulchion and the fatall Speare 59 With Arm'd Androgeos they encounter first Androgeos who mistakes them for his mates And cheares them thus we haue already burst and made irruption through the batterd Gates Now let your Swords that for their liue-blouds thurst Glut them with purple healths behold their Fates But when from them he lookes some fyre apply With armed hands vpon his traynes they fly 60 And put them all to massacre the whiles Chorebus sayes Some comforts in despaire Fortune vpon our first endeuours smiles The Foes are vanquisht and we victors are Then come Make vse of their Pelasgian guiles Put on their armes and to their Guards repayre Their proper armes shall gainst themselues contend Where vertue fayles vse fraud to God and friend 61 With that he dons Androgeos shining Caske Which like a Bearded Commet glisters farre The rest in forraine Helmes theyr faces maske And mingled with the Greekes began new warre Still Fortune smiles on their Nocturnall taske Where Greekes with Greekish armes confounded are And mongst their frighted guards great vprore growes Since from their Friends they cannot ken theyr Foes 62 A thousand fall to Hell a thousand fly Some to the Nauy others to the shore and many Pale-fast Greekes affray de to dye Run to the Horse where they were lodg'd before and in his darke conceited Entrayles lye See fayre Cassandra from the Temple dore Drag'd by blacke Myrmidons her Son espyes Frightfull Chorebus and that way he flyes 63 They after him adismall conflict now Growes in the entrance of the Temple when Theyr friends mistaking theyr disguised brow Route from the battayle meetes by strength of men Huge stones and Webs of Lead stounding below Their Greece-arm'd Friendes whose craft's deceiu'd agen By Ignorance they call theyr friends on hye and by theyr tongues the grâ—…cians them descry 64 For now rough Aiax reuels in the place The two Atrides with their armed Bands And sly Vlisses too yet in the face Of all theyr guards the bold Chorebus stands Till number o're swayes might Migdoniaes race Is now extinct by force of thousand hands Then Ripheus fals then is bold Dimas brest Through-pierst so one by one decliue the rest 65 Alone scapes bold Eneas by a cry Raisde at King Priams Pallace whether hying More Mutiny and broyles he may espy More Tragicke sight of wretched Troians dying The massacre seemes dreadfull in his eye Before the assaulted Gates are thousands lying The hauocke did so vâ—…olent appeare as had their bin no place of death but there 66 The vntam'd Mars vpon his Altars grones Hye crown'd in bloud some Greekes tho Pallace scale The Laders cleaue vnto the lettying Stones Whose Marble Collumns bend and seeme to faile Beneath the weight of fire and Steele at ones and still the Banicadoed Gates the' assayle Where able armed Pyrrhus stands before Th'inflamed Porch his armor slack't in gore 67 The inclosed Princes broyle doubly pend in With flames and steele inclosde on enery side With eminent death yet no irruption win Though they diâ—…olue the hye roofe beautified With Gold and figures which to touch were sin The Geometricke ridge of Siluer tride Fires o're their heads and drils downe by the wals Which scalds the Princes as it melting fals 68 Sterne Pyrrhus sweats and with Antomedon His fathers Charioter assaults the place Scarse able to endure the armes they hauâ—… on So ouer-heat with Flames in whose bright face They stand with naked swords to gaze vpon Those shrinking Monuments the fires imbrace at length with beames shocking by strength of hand They shake the wals vnable to withstand 69 Which tumbling in like a Bay-window showes Whose gaping mouth seemes vast oh now appeares The gorgeous Courts whose floore each Lady strowes With her torne garments haire and pearly teares Still still their shrickes and feminine clanger growes as the Breach waxeth so increase their feares Their cries pierce heauen slake Fire and soften stones Yet mooue not Pyrrhus and his Myrmidons 70 For neyther Priams Guard the doore of Brasse Nor trusty Marble can withstand the Foe But through them all by force of armes they passe The heauy Gates they from the henges throw Shiuering theyr plated leaues like paines of Glasse Which with the fury of theyr burnings glow and breaking in the spacious Courts they fill With bloudy Souldiers who on all sides kill 71 King Priam when he saw his Towne inuaded His Troy sitting in fire not to be freed and all those Gods that long had Islium ayded Shrunke from his helpe and in his fall agreede That his farre shining beames at last were faded and the Vniuerfall hart of Troy must bleede The larum Bels of death on all sides ringing His shrieking wife and Daughter bout him clinging 72 Expecting helpe from him in whom remaind No helpe at all he first dissolues in teares But casting vp his eye to haue complaind His griefe to Heauen his Sword and Helme appeares Hung by the Walles with rust and Canker staynd Now burdens to his arme in former yeares