grace he had with Aeolus Great Guardian of the hollow winds Which in a leather bag he binds And giues Vlysses all but one Which Zephyre was who filld alone Vlysses sailes The Bag once seene While he slept by Vlysses men They thinking it did gold inclose To find it all the winds did lose Who backe flew to their guard againe Forth saild he and did next attaine To where the Laestrigonians dwell Where he eleuen ships lost and fell On the Aeaean coast whose shore He sends Eurylochus t'explore Diuiding with him halfe his men Who go and turne no more againe All saue Eurylochus to swine By Circe turnd Their stayes encline Vlysses to their search who got Of Mercurie an Antidote Which Moly was gainst Ciâ—ces charmes And so auoids his souldiers harmes A yeare with Circe all remaine And then their natiue formes regaine On vtter shores a time they dwell While Ithacus descends to hell Another 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Great Aeolus And Circe friends Finds Ithacus And Hell descends TO the Aeolian Iland we attaind That swumme about still on the sea where raign'd The God-lou'd Aeolus Hippotydes A wall of steele it had and in the seas A waue-beat-smooth-rocke mou'd about the wall Twelue children in his house imperiall Were borne to him of which sixe daughters were And sixe were sonnes that youths sweet flowre did beare His daughters to his sonnes he gaue as wiues Who spent in feastfull comforts all their liues Close seated by their Sire and his graue Spouse Past number were the dishes that the house Made euer sauour and still full the Hall As long as day shin'd in the night-time all Slept with their chaste wiues Each his faire caru'd bed Most richly furnisht and this life they led We reacht the Cittie and faire roofes of these Where a whole moneths time all things that might please The King vouchsaf't vs. Of great Troy enquir'd The Grecian fleete and how the Greekes retir'd To all which I gaue answer as behou'd The fit time come when I dismission mou'd He nothing would denie me but addrest My passe with such a bountie as might best Teach me contentment For he did enfold Within an Oxe hide flead at nine yeares old All th'airie blasts that were of stormie kinds Saturnius made him Steward of his winds And gaue him powre to raise and to asswage And these he gaue me curbd thus of their rage Which in a glittering siluer band I bound And hung vp in my ship enclosd so round That no egression any breath could find Onely he left abroad the Westerne wind To speede our ships and vs with blasts secure But our securities made all vnsure Nor could he consummate our course alone When all the rest had got egression Which thus succeeded Nine whole daies and nights We saild in safetie and the tenth the lights Borne on our Countrey earth we might descrie So neere we drew and yet euen then fell I Being ouerwatcht into a fatall sleepe For I would suffer no man else to keepe The foote that rul'd my vessels course to leade The faster home My friends then Enuy fed About the bag I hung vp and supposde That gold and siluer I had there enclosde As gift from Aeolus And said O heauen What grace and graue price is by all men giuen To our Commander Whatsoeuer coast Or towne he comes to how much he engrost Of faire and precious prey and brought from Troy We the same voiage went and yet enioy In our returne these emptie hands for all This bag now Aeolus was so liberall To make a Guest-gift to him Let vs trie Of what consists the faire-bound Treasurie And how much gold and siluer it containes Ill counsaile present approbation gaines They op't the bag and out the vapours brake When instant tempest did our vessell take That bore vs backe to Sea to mourne anew Our absent Countrey Vp amazd I flew And desperate things discourst if I should cast My selfe to ruine in the seas or taste Amongst the liuing more mone and sustaine Silent I did so and lay hid againe Beneath the hatches while an ill winde tooke My ships backe to Aeolia my men strooke With woe enough We pumpt and landed then Tooke foode for all this and of all my men I tooke a Herald to me and away Went to the Court of Aeolus Where they Were feasting still he wife and children set Together close We would not at their meate Thrust in but humbly on the threshold sat He then amazd my presence wonderd at And calld to me Vlysses how thus backe Art thou arriu'd here what foule spirit brake Into thy bosome to retire thee thus We thought we had deduction curious Giuen thee before to reach thy shore and home Did it not like thee I euen ouercome With worthy sorrow answerd My ill men Haue done me mischiefe and to them hath bene My sleepe th'vnhappie motiue But do you Dearest of friends daigne succour to my vow Your powres command it Thus endeuord I With soft speech to repaire my misery The rest with ruth sat dumbe but thus spake he Auant and quickly quit my land of thee Thou worst of all that breathe it fits not me To conuoy and take in whom heauens expose Away and with thee go the worst of woes That seek'st my friendship and the Gods thy foes Thus he dismist me sighing foorth we saild At heart afflicted and now wholy faild The minds my men sustaind so spent they were With toiling at their oares and worse did beare Their growing labours that they causd their grought By selfe-willd follies nor now euer thought To see their Countrey more Six nights and daies We saild the seuenth we saw faire Lamos raise Her loftie Towres The Laestrigonian State That beares her Ports so farre disterminate Where Shepheard Shepheard calls out he a home Is calld out by the other that doth come From charge abroad and then goes he to sleepe The other issuing He whose turne doth keepe The Night obseruance hath his double hire Since Day and Night in equall length expire About that Region and the Nights watch weigh'd At twice the Daies ward since the charge that 's laid Vpon the Nights-man besides breach of sleepe Exceeds the Daies-mans for one oxen keepe The other sheepe But when the hauen we found Exceeding famous and enuirond round With one continuate rocke which so much bent That both ends almost met so prominent They were and made the hauens mouth passing streight Our whole fleete in we got in whole receipt Our Ships lay anchord close nor needed we Feare harme on any Staies Tranquillitie So purely sate there that waues great nor small Did euer rise to any height at all And yet would I no entrie make but staid Alone without the hauen and thence suruaid From out a loftie watch-towre raised there The Countrie round about nor any where The worke of man or beast appeard to me Onely a smoke from earth breake I might see
wondrous time and caâ— by no meanes find An end to my retention It hath spent The very heart in me Giue thou then vent To doubts thus bound in me ye Gods know all Which of the Godheads doth so fowly fall On my addression home to stay me here Auert me from my way The fishie cleare Barr'd to my passage He replide Of force If to thy home thou wishest free recourse To Ioue and all the other Deities Thou must exhibite solemne sacrifice And then the blacke sea for thee shall be cleare Till thy lou'd countries settl'd reach But where Aske these rites thy performance â—Tis a fate To thee and thy affaires appropriate That thou shalt neuer see thy friends nor tred Thy Countries earth nor see inhabited Thy so magnificent house till thou make good Thy voyage backe to the Aegyptian flood Whose waters fell from Iâ—â—e and there hast giâ—en To Ioue and all Gods housd in ample heauen Deuoted Hecatombs and then free wayes Shall open to thee cleard of all delayes This told he and me thought he bâ—â—ke my heart In such a long and hard couâ—se to diuert My hope for home and charge my backe retreat As farre as Aegypt I made answer yet Father thy charge I le perfect but before Resolue me truly if their naturall â—hore All those Greeks and their ships do safe enioy That Nestor and my selfe left when from Troy We first raisde saile Or whether any died At sea a death vnwisht Or satisfied When warre was past by friends embrac't in peace Resign'd their spirits He made answer Cease To aske so farre it fits thee not to be So cunning in thine owne calamitie Nor seeke to learne what learnd thou shouldst forget Mens knowledges haue proper limits set And should not prease into the mind of God But t will not long be as my thoughts abode Before thou buy this curious skill with teaâ—es Many of those whose states so tempt thine eares Are stoopt by Death and many left aliue One chiefe of which in strong hold doth suruiâ—e Amidst the broad sea Two in their retreate Are done to death I list not to repeate Who fell at Troy thy selfe was there in fight But in returne swift Aiax lost the light In his long-oard ship Neptune yet a while Saft him vnwrackt to the Gyrâ—an I le A mightie Rocke â—emoâ—ing from his way And surely he had scapt the fatall day In spite of Pallas if to that foule deed He in her Phane did when he rauiâ—hed The Troian Prophetesse he had not here Adioynd an impious boast that he would beare Despite the Gods his ship safe through the waues Then raisde against him These his impious bâ—aues When Neptune heard in his strong hand he tooke His massie Trident and so soundly strooke The rocke Gyraean that in two it cleft Of which one fragment on the land he left The other fell into the troubld seas At which first rusht Aiax Oileades And split his ship and then himselfe aflote Swum on the rough waues of the worlds vaâ—t moâ—e Till hauing drunke a salt cup for his sinne There perisht he Thy brother yet did winne The wreath from Death while in the waues they stroue Afflicted by the reuerend wife of Ioue But when the steepe Mount of the Malean shore He seemd to reach a most tempestuous blore Farre to the fishie world that sighes so sore Strait rauisht him againe as farre away As to th' extreme bounds where the Agrians stay Where first Thiestes dwelt but then his sonne Aegisthus Thiestiades liu'd This done When his returne vntoucht appeard againe Backe turnd the Gods the wind and set him then Hard by his house Then full of ioy he left His ship and close t' his countrie earth he cleft Kist it and wept for ioy powrd teare on teare To set so wishedly his footing there But see a Sentinell that all the yeare Craftie Aegisthus in a watchtowre set To spie his landing for reward as great As two gold talents all his powres did call To strict remembrance of his charge and all Discharg'd at first sight which at first he cast On Agamemnon and with all his hast Informd Aegâ—sthus He an instant traine Laid for his slaughter Twentie chosen men Of his Plebeians he in ambush laid His other men he charg'd to see puruaid A Feast and forth with horse and chariots grac't He rode t'inuiâ—e him but in heart embrac't Horrible welcomes and to death did bring With trecherous slaughter the vnwary King Receiu'd him at a Feast and like an Oxe Slaine at his manger gaue him bits and knocks No one left of Atrides traine nor one Sau'd to Aegisthus but himselfe alone All strowd together there the bloudie Court This said my soule he sunke with his report Flat on the sands I fell teares spent their store I light abhord my heart would liue no more When drie of teares and tir'd with tumbling there Th' old Tel-truth thus my danted spirits did cheare No more spend teares nor time ô Atreus sonne With ceaslesse weeping neuer wish was wonne Vse vttermost assay to reach thy home And all vnwares vpon the murtherer come For torture taking him thy selfe aliue Orw let Orestes that should farre out-striue Thee in fit vengeance quickly quit the light Of such a darke soule and do thou the right Of buriall to him with a Funerall feast With these last words I fortifide my breast In which againe a generous spring began Of fitting comfort as I was a man But as a brother I must euer mourne Yet forth I went and told him the returne Of these I knew but he had nam'd a third Held on the broad sea still with life inspir'd Whom I besought to know though likewise dead And I must mourne alike He answered He is Laertes sonne whom I beheld In Nymph Calypsos Pallace who compeld His stay with her and since he could not see His countrie earth he mournd incessantly For he had neither ship instruct with oares Nor men to fetch him from those stranger shores Where leaue we him and to thy selfe descend Whom not in Argos Fate nor Death shall end But the immortall ends of all the earth So rul'd by them that order death by birth The fields Elisian Fate to thee will giue Where Rhadamanthus rules and where men liue A neuer-troubld life where snow nor showres Nor irksome Winter spends his fruitlesse powres But from the Ocean Zephyre still resumes A constant breath that all the fields perfumes Which since thou marriedst Hellen are thy hire And Ioue himselfe is by her side thy Sire This said he diu'd the dâ—epsome watrie heapes I and my tried men tooke vs to our ships And worlds of thoughts I varied with my steps Arriu'd and shipt the silent solemne Night And Sleepe bereft vs of our visuall light At morne masts sailes reard we sate left the shores And beate the fomie Ocean with our oares Againe then we the Ioue-falne flood did fetch As
Against the great Sea of such dread to passe Which not the best-built ship that euer was Will passe exulting when such winds as Ioue Can thunder vp their trims and tacklings proue But could I build one I would ne're aboord Thy will opposde nor won without thy word Giuen in the great oath of the Gods to me Not to beguile me in the least degree The Goddesse smilde held hard his hand and said O y' are a shrewdw one and so habited In taking heed thou knowst not what it is To be vnwary nor vse words amisse How hast thou charmd me were I ne're so slie Let earth know then and heauen so broad so hie And th'vnder-sunke waues of th' infernall streame Which is an oath as terribly supreame As any God sweares that I had no thought But stood with what I spake nor would haue wrought Nor counseld any act against thy good But euer diligently weighd and stood On those points in perswading thee that I Would vse my selfe in such extremitie For my mind simple is and innocent Not giuen by cruell sleights to circumuent Nor beare I in my breast a heart of steele But with the Sufferer willing sufferance feele This said the Grace of Goddesses led home He tract her steps and to the Cauerne come In that rich Throne whence Mercurie arose He sate The Nymph her selfe did then appose For food and beuridge to him all best meate And drinke that mortals vse to taste and eate Then sate she opposite and for her Feast Was Nectar and Ambrosia addrest By handmaids to her Both what was prepar'd Did freely fall to Hauing fitly far'd The Nymph Calypso this discourse began Ioue-bred Vlysses many-witted man Still is thy home so wisht so soone away Be still of cheare for all the worst I say But if thy soule knew what a summe of woes For thee to cast vp thy sterne Fates impose Ere to thy country earth thy hopes attaine Vndoubtedly thy choice would here remaine Keepe house with me and be a liuer euer Which me thinkes should thy house and thee disseuer Though for thy wife there thou art set on fire And all thy dayes are spent in her desire And though it be no boast in me to say In forme and mind I match her euery way Nor can it fit a mortall Dames compare T' affect those termes with vs that deathlesse are The great in counsels made her this reply Renowm'd and to be reuerenc'd Deitie Let it not moue thee that so much I vow My comforts to my wife though well I know All cause my selfe why wise Penelope In wit is farre inferiour to thee In feature stature all the parts of show She being a mortall an Immortall thou Old euer growing and yet neuer old Yet her desire shall all my dayes see told Adding the sight of my returning day And naturall home If any God shall lay His hand vpon me as I passe the seas I le beare the worst of what his hand shall please As hauing giuen me such a mind as shall The more still rise the more his hand le ts fall In warres and waues my sufferings were not small I now haue sufferd much as much before Hereafter let as much result and more This said the Sunne set and earth shadowes gaue When these two in an in-roome of the Caue Left to themselues left Loue no rites vndone The early Morne vp vp he rose put on His in and our-weed She her selfe inchaces Amidst a white robe full of all the Graces Ample and pleaâ—ed thicke like fishie skales A golden girdle then her waste empales Her head a veile decks and abroad they come And now began Vlysses to go home A great Axe first she gaue that two wayes cut In which a faire wel-polisht helme was put That from an Oliue bough receiu'd his frame A plainer then Then led she till they came To loftie woods that did the I le confine The Fiâ—â—e tree Poplar and heauen-scaling Pine Had there their ofspring Of which those that were Of driest matter and grew longest there He chusde for lighter saile This place thus showne The Nymph turnd home He fell to felling downe And twentie trees he stoopt in litle space Plaind vsde his Plumb did all with artfull grace In meane time did Calypso wimbles bring He bor'd closde naild and orderd euery thing And tooke how much a ship-wright will allow A ship of burthen one that best doth know What fits his Art so large a Keele he cast Wrought vp her decks and hatches side-boords mast With willow watlings armd her to resist The billowes outrage added all she mist Sail-yards and sterne for guide The Nymph then brought Linnen for sailes which with dispatch he wrought Gables and halsters tacklings All the Frame In foure dayes space to full perfection came The fift day they dismist him from the shore Weeds neate and odorous gaue him victles store Wine and strong waters and a prosperous wind To which Vlysses fit to be diuin'd His sailes exposd and hoised Off he gat And chearfull was he At the Sterne he sat And ster'd right artfully No sleepe could seise His ey-lids he behâ—ld the Pleâ—ades The Beare surnam'd the Waine that round doth moue About Orion and keepes still aboue The billowie Ocâ—an The slow-setting starre Bootes calld by some the Waggonar Calypso warnd him he his course should stere Still to his left hand Seuenteene dayes did cleare The cloudie Nights command in his moist way And by the eighteenth light he might display The shadie hils of the Phaeacian shore For which as to his next abode he bore The countrie did a pretie figure yeeld And lookt from off the darke seas like a shield Imperious Neptune making his retreate From th' Aethiopian earth and taking seate Vpon the mountaines of the Solymi From thence farre off discouering did descrie Vlysses his fields plowing All on fire The sight strait set his heart and made desire Of wreake runne ouer it did boile so hie When his head nodding O impietie He cried out now the Gods inconstancie Is most apparent altring their designes Since I the Aethiops saw and here confines To this Vlysses fate his misery The great marke on which all his hopes rely Lies in Phaeacia But I hope he shall Feele woe at height ere that dead calme befall This said he begging gatherd clouds from land Frighted the seas vp snatcht into his hand His horrid Trident and aloft did tosse Of all the winds all stormes he could engrosse All earth tooke into sea with clouds grim Night Fell tumbling headlong from the cope of Light The East and Southwinds iustld in the aire The violent Zephire and North-making faire Rould vp the waues before them and then bent Vlysses knees then all his spirit was spent In which despaire he thus spake Woe is me What was I borne to man of miserie Feare tels me now that all the Goddesse said Truths selfe will author that Fate would be
Decreed in Deity let it likewise please Tiresias to resolue me why so neare The blood and me my mothers Soule doth beare And yet nor word not looke vouchsafe her Sonne Doth she not know me No said he nor none Of all these spirits but my selfe alone Knowes any thing till he shall taste the blood But whomsoeuer you shall do that good He will the truth of all you wish vnfold Who you enuy it to will all withhold Thus said the kingly soule and made retreate Amidst the inner parts of Plutos Seaâ—e When he had spoke thus by diuine instinct Still I stood firme till to the bloods precinct My mother came and drunke and then she knew I was her Sonne had passion to renew Her naturall plaints which thus she did pursew How is it O my Sonne that you aliue This deadly-darksome region vnderdiue Twixt which and earth so many mighty seas And horrid currents interpose their preaâ—e Oceanus in chiefe which none vnlesse More helpt then you on foote now can transgresse A well built ship he needs that ventures there Com'st thou from Troy but now enforc't to erre All this time with thy souldiers Nor hast seene Ere this long day thy Countrey and thy Queene I answerd That a necessary end To this infernall state made me contend That from the wise Tiresias Thebâ—â— Soule I might an Oracle inuolu'd vnrowle For I came nothing neare Achaia yâ—t Nor on our lou'd earth happy foote had set But mishaps suffering err'd from Coast to Coast Euer since first the mighty Graecian hoast Diuine Atrides led to Ilion And I his follower to set warre vpon The rapefull Troyans and so praid she would The Fate of that vngentle death vnfould That forc't her thither if some long disease Or that the Splene of her that arrowes please Diana enuious of most eminent Dames Had made her th' obiect of her deadly aimes My Fathers state and sonnes I sought if they Kept still my goods or they became the prey Of any other holding me no more In powre of safe returne or if my store My wife had kept together with her Sonne If she her first mind held or had bene wonne By some chiefe Grecian from my loue and bed All this she answerd that Affliction fed On her blood still at home and that to griefe She all the dayes and darknesse of her life In teares had consecrate That none possest My famous kingdomes Throne but th' interest My sonne had in it still he held in peace A Court kept like a Prince and his increase Spent in his subiects good administring lawes With iustice and the generall applause A king should merit and all calld him king My Father kept the vpland labouring And shun'd the Citie vsde no sumptuous beds Wonderd at furnitures nor wealthy weeds But in the Winter strew'd about the fire Lay with his slaues in ashes his attire Like to a beggers When the Sommer came And Autumne all fruits ripend with his flame Where Grape-charg'd vines made shadows most abound His couch with falne leaues made vpon the ground And here lay he his Sorrowes fruitfull state Increasing as he faded for my Fate And now the part of age that irksome is Lay sadly on him And that life of his She led and perisht in not slaughterd by The Dame that dartslou'd and her archerie Nor by disease inuaded vast and foule That wasts the body and sends out the soule With shame and horror onely in her mone For me and my life she consum'd her owne She thus when I had great desire to proue My armes the circle where her soule did moue Thrice prou'd I thrice she vanisht like a sleepe Or fleeting shadow which strooke much more deepe The wounds my woes made and made aske her why She would my Loue to her embraces flie And not vouchsafe that euen in hell we might Pay pious Nature her vnalterd right And giue Vexation here her cruell fill Should not the Queene here to augment the ill Of euery sufferance which her office is Enforce thy idoll to affoord me this O Sonne she answerd of the race of men The most vnhappy our most equall Queene Will mocke no solide armes with empty shade Nor suffer empty shades againe t' inuade Flesh bones and nerues nor will defraud the fire Of his last dues that soone as spirits expire And leaue the white bone are his natiue right When like a dreame the soule assumes her flight The light then of the liuing with most haste O Sonne contend to this thy little taste Of this state is enough and all this life Will make a tale fit to be told thy wife This speech we had when now repair'd to me More female spirits by Persepâ—â—â—â— Driuen on before her All t'heroes wiues And daughters that led there their second liues About the blacke blood throngd Of whom yet more My mind impell'd me to enquire before I let them altogether taste the gore For then would all haue bene disperst and gone Thicke as they came I therefore one by one Let taste the pit my sword drawne from my Thy And stand betwixt them made when seuerally All told their stockes The first that quencht her fire Was Tyro issu'd of a noble Sire She said she sprong from pure 〈◊〉 bed And Cretheâ—s Sonne of Aeâ—lus did wed Yet the diuine flood Eâ—ipeus lou'd Who much the most faire streame of all floods mou'd Neare whose streames Tyrâ— walking Neptune came Like Enipeus and enioyd the Dame Like to a hill the blew and Snakie flood Aboue th' immortall and the mortall stood And hid them both as both together lay Iust where his current falles into the Sea Her virgine wast dissolu'd she slumberd then But when the God had done the worke of men Her faire hand gently wringing thus he said Woman Reioyce in our combined bed For when the yeare hath runne his circle round Because the Gods loues must in fruite abound My loue shall make to cheere thy teeming mones Thy one deare burthen beare two famous Sonnes Loue well and bring them vp go home and see That though of more ioy yet I shall be free Thou dost not tell to glorifie thy birth Thy Loue is Neptune shaker of the earth This said he plung'd into the sea and she Begot with child by him the light let see Great Pelias and Neleus that became In Ioues great ministrie of mighty fame Pelias in broad Iolcus held his Throne Wealthy in cattell th' other roiall Sonne Rul'd sandy Pylos To these issue more This Queene of women to her husband bore Aeson and Pheres and Amythaon That for his fight on horsebacke stoopt to none Next her I saw admir'd Antiope Asopus daughter who as much as she Boasted attraction of great Neptunes loue Boasted to slumber in the armes of Ioue And two Sonnes likewise at one burthen bore To that her all-controlling Paramore Amphion and faire Zâ—thus that first laid Great Thebes foundations and strong wals conuaid
whom our ambush lay And yet hath God to his returne giuen way But let vs prosecute with counsailes here His necessary death nor any where Let rest his safety for if he suruiue Our sailes will neuer in wisht Hauens arriue Since he is wise hath soule and counsaile to To worke the people who will neuer do Our faction fauour What we then intend Against his person giue we present end Before he call a counsaile which beleeue His spirit will hast point where it doth greeue Stand vp amongst them all and vrge his death Decreed amongst vs. Which complaint will breath A fire about their spleenes and blow no praise On our ill labours Lest they therefore raise Pow'r to exile vs from our Natiue earth And force our liues societies to the birth Of forreigne countries let our speeds preuent His comming home to this austere complaint At field and farre from Towne or in some way Of narrow passage with his latest day Shewne to his forward youth his goods and lands Left to the free diuision of our hands The Moouables made al his Mothers dowre And his who-euer Fate affoords the powre To celebrate with her sweet Hymeâ—s rites Or if this please not but your appetites Stand to his safety and to giue him â—eate In his whole birth-right let vs looke to eate At his cost neuer more but euery man Haste to his home and wed with whom he can At home and there lay first about for dowre And then the woman giue his second powre Of Nuptiall liking And for last apply His purpose with most gifts and destiny This silence caus'd whose breach at last begon Amphinomus the much renowned Son Of Nisus surnam'd Aretiades VVho from Dulychius full of flowry Leas Led all the wooers and in chiefe did please The Queene with his discourse because it grew From rootes of those good mindes that did indue His goodly person who exceeding wiâ—e Vs'd this speech Friends I neuer will aduiâ—e The Princes death for 't is a damned thing To put to death the yssue of a King First therefore let 's examine what applause The Gods will giue it If the equall Lawes Of Ioue approoue it I my selfe will be The man shall kill him and this companie Exhort to that minde If the Gods remaine Aduerse and hate it I aduise refraine This said Amphinomus and pleas'd them all VVhen all arose and in Vlysses Hall Tooke seate againe Then to the Queene was come The wooers plot to kill her sonne at home Since their abroad designe had mist successe The Herald Medon who the whole addresse Knew of their counsailes making the report The Goddesse of her sex with her faire sort Of louely women at the large Hals dore Her bright cheekes clouded with a veile shee wore Stood and directed to Antinous Her sharpe reproofe which she digested thus Antinous composde of iniury Plotter of mischiefe Though reports that flye Amongst our Ithacensian people say That thou of all that glory in their sway Art best in words and counsailes Th' art not so Fond busie fellow why plott'st thou the wo And slaughter of my Son and dost not feare The Presidents of suppliants when the eare Of Ioue stoopes to them 'T is vniust to do Slaughter for slaughter or pay woe for wo Mischiefe for kindnesse Death for life sought then Is an iniustice to be loath'd of men Serues not thy knowledge to remember when Thy Father fled to vs who mou'd to wrath Against the Taphian theeues pursu'd with scath The guiltlesse Thesprots in whose peoples feare Pursuing him for wreake he landed here They after him professing both their prize Of all his chiefly valew'd Faculties And more prizâ—d life Of all whose bloodiest ends Vlysses curb'd them though they were his frends Yet thou like one that no Law will allow The least true honor eat'st his house vp now That fed thy Father woo'st for loue his wife VVhom thus thou grieu'st seek'st her sole sons life Ceasse I command thee and command the rest To see all thought of these foule fashions eeast Eurymachus replyed Be confident Thou all of wit made the most fam'd descent Of King Icarius Free thy spirits of feare There liues not any one nor shall liue here Now nor hereafter while my life giues heat And light to me on earth that dares entreat VVith any ill touch thy well-loued Sonne But heere I vow and heere will see it done His life shall staine my Lance. If on his knees The City-racer Laertâ—ades Hath made me sit put in my hand his foode And held his red wine to me shall the bloode Of his Telemachus on my hand lay The least pollution that my life can stay No I haue euer charg'd him not to feare Deaths threat from any And for that most deare Loue of his Father he shall euer be Much the most louâ—d of all that liue to me Who kils a guiltlesse man from Man may flye From God his searches all escapes deny Thus cheer'd his words but his affections still Fear'd not to cherish foule intent to kill Euen him whose life to all liues he prefer'd â—he Queene went vp and to her loue appear'd Her Lord so freshly that she wept till sleepe By Pallas forc't on her her eyes did steepe In his sweet humor When the Euen was come The God-like Herdsman reacht the whole way home Vlysses and his Son for supper drest A yeare-old Swine and ere their Host and Guest Had got their presence Pallas had put by With her faire rod Vlysses royalty And render'd him an aged man againe VVith all his vile Integuments lest his Swaine Should know him in his trim tell his Queene In these deepe secrets being not deeply seene He seene to him the Prince these words did vse VVelcome diuine Eumaeus Now what newes Imployes the City Are the wooers come Backe from their Scout dismaid Or heere at home VVill they againe attempt me He replied These touch not my care I was satisfied To do with most speed what I went to do My message done returne And yet not so Came my newes first a Herald met with there Fore-stal'd my Tale and told how safe you were Besides which meerely necessary thing What in my way chanc't I may ouer-bring Being what I know and witnest with mine eyes Where the Hermaean Sepulcher doth rise Aboue the City I beheld take Port A Ship and in her many a man of sort Her freight was shields and Lances and me thought They were the wooers but of knowledge nought Can therein tell you The Prince smil'd and knew They were theâ—wooers casting secret view Vpon his Father But what they intended Fled far the Herdsman whose Swaines labors ended They drest the Supper which past want was eat VVhen all desire suffic'd of wine and meat Of other humane wants they tooke supplies At Sleepes soft hand who sweetly clos'd their eies The End of the xvi Booke THE SEVENTEENTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ODYSSES.
these reuiles his manlesse rudenesse spurn'd Diuine Vlysses who at no part turn'd His face from him but had his spirit fed VVith these two thoghts If he should strike him dead VVith his bestowed staffe or at his feete Make his direct head and the pauement meete But he bore all and entertain'd a brest That in the strife of all extremes did rest Eumaeus frowning on him chid him yet And lifting vp his hands to heauen he set This bitter curse at him O you that beare Faire name to be the race of Iupiter Nymphes of these Fountaines If Vlysses euer Burn'd thighes to you that hid in fat did neuer Faile your acceptance of or Lambe or Kid Grant this grace to me let the man thus hid Shine through his dark fate make som God his guide That to thee Goat-herd this same Pallats pride Thou driu'st afore thee he may come and make The scatterings of the earth and ouer-take Thy wrongs with forcing thee to euer erre About the City hunted by his feare And in the meane space may some slothfull Swaines Let lowsie sicknesse gnaw thy Cattels Vaines O Gods replyed Melanthius what a curse Hath this dog barkt out and can yet do wurse This man shall I haue giuen into my hands VVhen in a well-built Ship to farre-off Lands I shall transport him That should I want 〈◊〉 My sale of him may finde me victels there And for Vlysses would to heauen his ioy The Siluer-bearingâ— bow-God would destroy This day within his house as sure as he The day of his returne shall neuer see This said he left them going silent on But he out-went them and tooke straight vpon The Pallace royall which he enter'd straight Sat with tho wooers and his Trenchers fraight The Keruers gaue him of the flesh there vâ—nted But bread the reuerend Buttleresse presented He tooke against Eurymachus his place VVho most of all the wooers gaue him grace And now Vlysses and his Swaine got nere VVhen round about them visited their eare The hollow Harpes delicious-stricken string To which did Phaemius neere the wooers sing Then by the hand Vlysses tooke his Swaine And saide Eumaeus One may heere see plaine In many a grace that Laertiades Built heere these Turrets and mongst others these His whole Court arm'd with such a goodly wall The Cornish and the Cope Maiesticall His double gates and Turrets built too strong For force or vertue euer to expugne I know the Feasters in it now abound Their Cates cast such a sauour and the sound The Harpe giues argues an accomplisht Feast The Gods made Musicke Banquets deerest Guest These things said he your skill may tell with ease Since you are grac't with greater knowledges But now consult we how these workes shall sort If you will first approch this praised Court And see these wooers I remaining here Or I shall enter and your selfe forbeare But be not you too tedious in your stay Lest thrust ye be and buffeted away Braine hath no fence for blowes looke too 't I pray You speake to one that comprehends said he Go you before and heere aduenture me I haue of old bene vsde to cuffes and blowes My minde is hardn'd hauing borne the throwes Of many a soure euent in waues and wars Where knockes and buffets are no Forreinats And this same harmefull belly by no meane The greatest Abstinent can euer weane Men suffer much Bane by the Bellies rage For whose sake Ships in all their equipage Are arm'd and set out to th'vntamed Seas Their bulkes full fraught with ils to enemies Such speech they chang'd when in the yeard there lay A dogge call'd Argus which before his way Assum'd for Ilion Vlysses bred Yet stood his pleasure then in little sted As being too yong but growing to his grace Yong men made choise of him for euery Chace Or of their wilde Goats of their Hares or Harts But his King gone and he now past his parts Lay all abiectly on the Stables store Before the Oxe-stall and Mules stable dore To keepe the clothes cast from the Pessants hands While they laide compasse on Vlysses Lands The Dog with Tickes vnlook't to ouer-growne But by this Dog no sooner seene but knowne VVas wise Vlysses who new enter'd there Vp went his Dogs laide eares and comming nere Vp he himselfe rose fawn'd and wag'd his Sterne Coucht close his eares and lay so Nor descerne Could euermore his deere-lou'd Lord againe Vlysses saw it nor had powre t' abstaine From shedding tears which far-off seeing his Swain He dried from his sight cleane to whom he thus His griefe dissembled 'T is miraculous That such a Dog as this should haue his laire On such a dunghill for his forme is faire And yet I know not if there were in him Good pace or parts for all his goodly lim Or he liu'd empty of those inward things As are those trencher-Beagles tending Kings VVhom for their pleasures or their glories â—ake Or fashion they into their fauours take This Dog said he was seruant to one dead A huge time since But if he bore his head For forme and quality of such a hight As when Vlysses bound for th' Ilion fight Or quickly after left him your rapt eyes VVould then admire to see him vse his Thyes In strength and swiftnes He would nothing flye Nor any thing let scape If once his eye Seiz'd any wilde beast he knew straight his scent Go where he would away with him he went Nor was there euer any Sauage stood Amongst the thickets of the deepest wood Long time before him but he pull'd him downe As well by that true hunting to be showne In such vaste couerts as for speed of pace In any open Lawne For in deepe chace He was a passing wise and well-nos'd Hound And yet is all this good in him vncroun'd With any grace heere now Nor he more fed Then any errant Curre His King is dead Farre from his country and his seruants are So negligent they lend his Hound no care Where Maysters rule not but let Men 〈◊〉 You neuer there see honest seruice done That Man 's halfe vertue Ioue takes quite away That once is Sun-burn'd with the seruile day This said he enter'd the well-builded Towers Vp bearing right vpon the glorious wooers And left poore Argus dead His Lords first sight Since that time twenty yeares bereâ—t his light Telemachus did farre the first behould Eumaeus enter and made signes he should Come vp to him He noting came and tooke On earth his seate And then the Maister Cooke Seru'd in more banquet Of which part he set Before the wooers part the Prince did get VVho sate alone his Table plac't aside To which the Herald did the bread diuide After Eumaeus enter'd straight the King Like to a poore and heauy aged thing Bore hard vpon his staffe and was so clad As would haue made his meere beholder sad Vpon the Ashen floore his limbes he spred