side-ioyn'd wing The wound was slight But sunder'd nerues could not sustaine his flight When tumbling downe his weight the arrow smote In at his side and thrust it through his throat Now braue Commander of the Rhodian Fleet Think'st thou Alcides praise a subiect meer For my discourse Alone with silence wee Reuenge our slaughtered brothers and loue thee When Nestor with mellifluous eloquence Had thus much vtter'd they with speech dispence And liberall Bacchus quaffe then all arose And giue the rest of night to soft repose The God whose Trident calmes the Ocean For strangled Cyenus turn'd into a Swan Grieues with paternall griefe Achilles fate He prosecutes with more than ciuill hate Ten yeeres now well-nigh laps'd in horrid fights Thus vnshorne Smintheus his sterne rage excites Of all our brothers sonnes to vs most deare Whose hands with ours Troys walls in vaine did reare O si hist thou not to see the Asian towres So neere their fall their owne and aiding powres By millions slaine the last of all their ioy Dead Hector drag'd about his fathers Troy Yet dire Achilles who our labour giues To vtter spoile then Warre more cruell liues Came he within my reach he then should trie The vengeance of my Trident but since I Cannot approach t' incounter with my foe Let him thy close and mortall arrows know Delius assents his vnkles wrath intends With it his owne and in a cloud descends To th' Illian hoast amid the battle seekes For Paris shooting at vn-noted Greekes Then shew'd a God and said Why dost thou lose Thy shafts so basely nobler objects chose If thou of thine at least hast any care Thy brethrens deaths reuenge on Peleus heire Then shew'd him sterne Achilles as he slew The Tro an troopes and while his bow he drew Directs the deadly shaft This only might Old Priam after Hectors death delight Him who with conquests cloy'd the iawes of death A faint adulterer depriues of breath If by th'esseminate to be o're-throwne Then should the Pollax of the Amâ—zon Haue forc't thy fate The Phrygian feare the fame And strong protection of the Gâ—aecian Name Inuincible Aeacides now burnes The God who arm'd his bones to ashes turnes And of that great Achilles scarce remaines So much as now a little Vrne containes Yet still he liues his glory lightens forth And fills the world this answers his full worth This ô diuine Pelides soares as high As thy great spirit and shall neuer die And euen his armes to instance whose they were Procure a warre Armes for his armes they beare Atax Oileus Diomedes nor The lesse Atrides not in age and war The Greater no nor any but the Son Of old Latries and bold Telamon Durst hope for such a prize Tantalides To shun the burden and the hate of these The Princes bids to sit before his tent And puts the strife on their arbitrement OVID'S METAMORPHOSIS The Thirteenth Booke THE ARGVMENT THose purple flowres which Aiax 〈◊〉 display His bloud produce Inraged Heâ—ubâ— Becomes a Bitch From Memnons cinders rise Selfe slaughtring Fowle a yeerely sacrifice What euer Anius daughters handle prouâ—s Corne wine or oyle themselues transform'd to Domes From honour'd virgins ashes Sonnes ascend Th' Ambracian Iudge a Stone Light wings defend Mâ—lossus royall issue Scylla growes A horrid Monster Murder'd Acis flowes With speedie streames The kinde Nercides For Glaucus sue iâ—â—broâ—'d in sacred Scaâ— THe great Chiefes sate the Souldiers crowne the field Vp rose the Master of the seuen-fold Shield With wrath impatient his sterne eyes suruay Sigaeum and the Nauie which there lay Then holding vp his hands Ô Ioue he said Before the Fleet must we our title plead And is Vlysses my Competitor Whose flightfull feare did Hector's flames abhor Thâ—se I sustain'd from those this Nauie treed Transfer to contend in word than deed I cannot talke nor can he fight as sarre His tongue excells as I exceed in warre Nor need I to rehearse what you haue seene In act renowned Greekes what his hath beene â—er Ithacus declare perform'd by slight Without a witnesse only knowne to Night Great is th' affected prize I must confesse But such a Riuall makes the Value lesse For me 't is no ambition to obtaine How eueâ— great what he could hope to gaine Who of this stâ—fe now wins the praise that he When vanquished may boast he strove with me But were my valour question'd I might on My birth insist begot by Telamon Who vnder Hercules Troy's bulwarkes scal'd And in Pagascan keele to Colchus sail'd His father Aeacus the iudge of Soules Where Sâ—lyphus his restesse torment roules High Iupiter vpon a mortall Loue Got Aeacus I Arax third from Ioue Nor let this pedegree assist my clame If gâ—eat Achilles ioyn'd not in the same He was my brother his I aske Why thus Shouldst thou thou sonne of damned Sisyphus Alike in thef and fraud a stranger to Achilleâ— race the right of his persue Because I first assumed armes deseiy'd By no detector are these armes deny'd Or rather for the last in field design'd Who with fâ—un'd lunacie the warre declin'd Till Palamed more politicke and more Selfe-fatall did his coward-guile explore And drew him to auoided armes Must he Now weare the best who all eschew'd and we Vnhonour'd of hereditary right Depriu'd in that we first appear'd in fight And would to Ioue he had become truly mad Or still so thought nor this companion had This tempter to foule actions euer seene The Phrygian towres The should'st not thou haue beene O Paeaus sonne exposed by our crime To Lemnian rockes where thou consum'st thy time In louely caues obscur'd with woods the stones Preuok't to pitie with thy daily grones And wishest him what he deserues thy paine If there are Gods thou wishest not in vaine Now our Confederate a Prince of braue Command to whom his shafts Alcides giue Broken with paine and famine doth imploy Those arrowes that import the fate of Troy For food and clothing yet he liues the while In that remoued from Vlysses guile And Palamed might wish t' haue beene so left Then had he liu'd or perisht vnbereft Of his deare fame This hellishly inclin'd Beares his conuicted madnesse in his mind And falsely him accus'd to haue betraid Th' Achaian hoast confirming what he said By shewing summes of gold which in his tent Himselfe had hid Thus he by banishment Or death our strength impaires for this preferr'd So fights so is Vlysses to be fear'd Though faithfull Nestor he in eloquence Surpasse his leauing Nestor no defence Of words can salue who slow with tired Age And wounded Steeds implor'd to his ingage Vlysses helpe who left to oddes of foes His old acquaintance This Tydides knowes For no forg'd crime who vainly call'd to stay His trembling friend reuiling his dismay The Gods with Iâ—stice view our humane deeds Who would not late assist assistance needs And now to be forsaken by the law Himselfe prescrib'd He cry'd I came and saw The coward
groues where â—iber turn'd a Steere To cloke his sons slye theft into a Deere The sand-heape which Corytus Sire containes And where new-barking Merâ— frights the plaines Euryphylus towne where hornes the Matrons sham'd Of â—o when Hercules the Coans tam'd Phoebeian â—hode â—al sian Telchines Drencht by Ioues vengeance in his brothers seas For all transforming with their vitious eyes By Caea's old Carthetan turrets flyes Where fates Alcidamas with wonder moue To thinke his daughter could become a Doue Then Hyries lake Cyâ—neian Tempe view'd Grac't by a Swan with sudden plumes indu'd For Phyllius there had at a Boyes command Wild birds and saluage Lyons brought to hand Who bid to tame a Bull his will perform'd Yet at so sterne a loue not seldome storm'd And his last purchase to the boy deny'd Pouting You 'l wish you had giuen it me he cry'd And iumpt from downe-right cliffs All held him bain'd When spredding wings a siluer Swan sustain'd His Mother ignorant thereof became A Lake with weeping which they Hyrie name Next Pleâ—ron lies where Ophian Combe shuns With trembling wings her life pursuing sons Then neere â—atona-lou'd Calaurea rang'd In which the King and Queene to birds were chang'd 〈◊〉 on the right hand where the beast 〈◊〉 would his mother haue comprest Cephisus spies who for his nephew mourn'd Into a Sea-calfe by Apollo turn'd 〈◊〉 Court whose daughter sads her Sire With mounting wings Her Snakes at length retire To Piren Ephyr men if Fame say true Here at the first from shower-raysd mushrumps grew But after Colchis had the new-wed Dame And Creons Pallace wrapt in Magick flame When impious steele her childrens bloud had shed The ill-reueng'd from Iasons fury fled Whom now the swift Titanian Dragons draw To Pallas towres Those thee iust Phineus saw And thee old Periphas at once to flie Where Polyphemons Neece new wings supply Aegaeus entertaines her of his life The onely staine and took her for his wife Here Theseus maskt vnknown who great in Deed Had two-sea'd Isthmos from oppression freed Whose vndeserued ruin Phasias sought By mortall Aconite from Scythia brought This from Echidna's hel-hound effence drawes There is a blind steepe caue with foggy iawes Through which the bold Tirynthian Heros strain'd Drag'd Cerberus with adamant inchain'd Who backward hung and scouling lookt a-skew On glorious Day with anger rabid grew Thrice howles thrice barks at once with his three heads And on the grasse his spumy poyson sheds This sprung attracting from the fruitfull soyle Dire nourishment and powre of deathfull spoyle The rurall Swaines because it takes delight In liuing rocks surnam'd it Aconite Aegaeus by her fly perswasions wonne As to a foe presents it to his sonne He took the cup when by the iuory hilt Of Theseus sword Aegaeus found her guilt And struck the potion from his lips With charmes Ingendring clouds she scapes his lengthlesse armes Though glad of his sons safetie a chill feare Shooke all his powers that danger was so neere With fire he feeds the Altars richly feasts The Gods with gifts Whole Hecatombs of beasts Their hornes with ribands wreath'd imbrew the ground No day they say was euer so renown'd Amongst th' Athenians Noble vulgar all Together celebrate that Festiuall And sing when flowing bowles their spirits raise Great Theseus Marathon resounds thy praise For slaughter of the Cretan Bull. Secure They liue who Cremyons wasted fields manure By thy exploit and bounty Vulcans Seed By thee glad Epidaure beheld to bleed Immane Procrustes death Cephisia view'd Elusis Cercyon's Scinis ill indu'de With strength so much abus'd who Beeches bent And tortur'd bodyes 'twixt their branches rent Thou slew'st The way which to Alcathoê led Is now secure inhumane Scyron dead The Earth his scatter'd bones a graue deny'd Nor would the Sea his hated reliques hide Which tossed to and fro in time became A solid rock the rock we Scyron name If we thy yeares should number with thy acts Thy yeares would proue a cypher to thy facts Great soule for thee as for our publique wealth We pray and quaffe Lyaeus to thy health The Pallace with the peoples praises rings And sacred Ioy in euery bosome springs Aegaeus yet no pleasure is compleat Griefe twins with ioy for Theseus safe receit Reapes little comfort Minos makes a war Though strong in men and ships yet stronger far Through vengeance of a father who his harmeâ— In slaine Androgeus scourgeth with iust armes Yet wisely first endeuours forraine aid And all the Ilands of that Sea suruai'd Who Anaphe and Astipalea gain'd The one by gifts the other was constrain'd Low Mycone Cimolus chalkie fields High Scyros Siphnus which rich metals yeelds Champion Seriphos Paros far display'd With marble browes and Cythnos il-betray'd By impious Arne for yet-loued gold Turn'd to a Chough whom sable plumes infold Oliaros Didymae the Sea-lou'd soyle Of Tenos l'eparethes fat with oyle Andros and Gyaros these their aid deny'd The Gnossian fleet from thence their sailes apply'd Vnto Oenopia for her children fam'd Oenopia by the ancient dwellers nam'd But Aeacus there raigning call'd the same Aegina of his honour'd mothers name All throng to see a Prince of so great worth Straight â—elamon and Peleus issuing forth With Phocus youngest of that royall race Make haste to meet him With a tardie pace Came aged Aeacus and askt the cause Of his repaire At those sad thoughts he drawes His breath in sighs some intermission made The Ruler of the hundred Cities said Assist our armes borne for my murdred son And in this pious war our fortunes run Giue comfort to his graue The King reply'd In vaine you aske what needs must be deny'd No Citie is in stricter league than ours Conioyn'd to Athens mutuall are our powres He parting said Your league shall cost you deare And held it better far to threat than beare An accidentall warre whereby he might Consume his force before he came to fight Yet might they see the Cretans vnder saile From high built walls when with a leading gale The Atâ—â—ck ship attain'd their friendly shore Which Cephalus and his embassage bore Th Aeacides him knew though many a day Vnseene imbrace and to the Court conuay The goodly Prince who yet the pledges held Of those perfections which in youth exceld Enters the Pallace bearing in his hand A brancit of Oliue At his elbowes stand Clytus and Butes valorous and young Who from the loynes of high-borne Paâ—las sprung First Cephalus his full oration made Which shew'd his message and demanded aid Their leagues an ancient loues to mind recalls And how all Greece was threatned in their falls With eloquence inforc't his embassie When God-like Aeacus made this replie His royall scepter shining in his hand Athenians craue not succour but command This Ilands forces yours vouchsafe to call For in your ayde I will aduenture all Souldiers I haue enow at once t' oppose My enemies and to repell your foes The Gods be prais'd and happy times that will Seeke
Sol in seas his radiant fore-head vail'd Swart Night her browes exalts with starres impal'd The selfe same God the same command repeats And greater plagues to disobedience threats Afraid he now prepares to change his owne For forâ—eine seats This through the City blowne Accus'd for breach of lawes arraign'd and try'd They proue the fact not by himselfe deny'd His hands and eyes then lifting to the skie O thou whom twice Six Labours deifie Assist that art the author of my crime White stones and blacke they vs's in former time The white acquit the blacke the pris'nor cast And in such sort this heauy sentence past Blacke stones all threw into the fatall Vrne But all to white turn'd out to number turne Thus by Aleides power the sad Decree Was strangely chang'd and Mycilus set free Who thanking Amphitryoniades With a full fore-wind crost th' Iâ—nian Seas Lacedemonian Tarentum past Faire Sybaris Neaethus running fast By Salentinum Thurin's crooked Bay High Temesis and strong Iapygia Scarce searching all that shores sea-beaten bound The fatall mounth of Aesarus out-found A Tombe hard by the sacred bones inclos'd Of famous Croton here as erst impos'd Alemons sonne erects his City walls Which of th'intombed he Crotona calls Of this Originall this City boasts Built by a Graecian on Italian coasts Here dwelt a Samian who at once did flie From Samos Lords and hated Tyrannie Preferring voluntary banishment Though farre from Heauen his mind 's diuine ascent Drew neere the Gods what natures selfe denies To humane Sight he saw with his Soules eyes All apprehended in his ample brest And studious cares his knowledge he profest To silent and admiring men who taught The Worlds originall past humane thought What nature was what God that cause of things From whence the Snow fraÌ„ whence the lightning springs Whether Ioue thunder or the winds that rake The breaking Clouds what caus'd the Earth to quake What course the Starâ—es obseru'd what e're lay hid From vulgar sense and first of all forbid With slaughtred creatures to defile our boords In such though vnbeleeu'd yet learned Words Forbeare your selues ô Mortals to pollute With wicked food corne is there generous fruit Oppresse their boughs plump grapes their Vines attire There are sweet hearbs and sauory roots which fire May mollifie milke honey redolent With flowers of Thime thy pallat to content The prodigall Earth abounds with gentle food Affording banquets without death or blood Brute beasts with flesh their rau'nous hunger cloy And yet not all in pastures horses ioy So flocks and beards But those whom Nature hath Indu'd with cruelty and saluage wrath Wolues Beares Armenian Tigers Lions in Hot bloud delight How horrible a Sin That entrailes bleeding entrailes should intombe That greedy flesh by flesh should fat become While by the Liuers death the Liuing liues Of all which Earth our wealthy mother giues Can nothing please vnlesse thy teeth thou imbrue In wounds and dire Cyclopean fare renue Nor satiate the wilde votacitie Of thy rude panch except an other die But that old Age that innocent estate Which we the Golden call was fortunate In hearbs and fruits her lips with bloud vndy'd Then Fowle through aire their wings in safety ply'd The Hare then fearelesse wandred o're the plaine Nor Fish by their credulity were ta'ne Not treacherous nor fearing treacherie All liu'd secure When he who did enuie What God so e're it was those harmlesse cates And cramb'd his guts with flesh set ope the gates To cruell Crimes First Slaughter without harme I must confesse to Piety did warme Which might suffice the reeking steele in blood Of saluage beasts which made our liues their food Though kil'd not to be eaten Sinne now more Audacious the first sacrifice the Bore Was thought to merit death who bladed corne Vp-rooting left the husband-man forlorne Vine-brouzing Gotes at Bacchus altar slaine Fed his reuenge in both their guilt their bane You Sheep what ill did you a gentle beast Whose vdders swell with Nectar borne t' inuest Exposed man with your soft wooll and are Aliue then dead more profitable farre Or what the Oxe a creature without guile So innocent so simple borne for toile He most vngratefull is deseruing ill The gift of corne that can vnyoke then kill His husband-man that necke with axe to wound In seruice gall'd that had the stubborne ground So often til'd so many crops brought in Yet not content there with 〈◊〉 the sinne To guiltlesse Gods as if the Powres on high In death of labour-bearing oxen ioy A spotlesse sacrifice faire to behold ' I is death to please with ribands trickt and gold Stands at the Altar hearing prayers vnknowne And sees the meale vpon his fore-head throwne â—ot by his toile the knife smear'd in his gore By fortune in the lauer seene before The entrailes from the panting body rent Forth-with they search to know the Gods intent Whence springs so dire an appetite in man To interdicted food O Mortals can Or daâ—e you feed on flesh henceforth forbeare I you intreat and to my words giue eare When limbs of slaughtred Beeues become your meat Then thinke and know that you your Seruants eat Phoebus inspires his Spirit we obay My Delphâ—s heauen it selfe I will display The Oracle of that great power vnfold And sing what long lay hid what none of old Could apprehend I long to walke among The lofty starres dull earth despis'd I long To backe the clouds to sit on Atlas crowne And from that hight on erring men looke downe Thâ—t reason want those thus to animate That feare to die t' vnfold the booke of Fate O You whom horrors of cold death affright Why feare you Stix vaine names and endlesse Night The dreames of Poets and fain'd miseries Of forged Hell whether last-flames surprise Or Age deuoure your bodies they nor gâ—ieue Noâ— suffer paines Ouâ— Soules for euer lieu Yet euermore their ancient houses leaue To lieu in new which them as Guests receiue In Troiâ—n warres I I remember well Enphorbus was PanthoÌ„us sonne and fell By Menelaus lance my shield againe At Argos late I saw in Iuno's Fane All alter nothing finally decayes Hither and thither still the Spirit strayes Guest to all bodies out of beasts it flies To men from men to beasts and neuer dies As pliant wax each new impression takes Fixt to no forme but still the old for sakes Yet it the same so Soules the same abide Though various figures there reception hide Then lest thy greedy belly should destroy I prophesie depressed Piety Forbeare t'expulse thy kindreds Ghosts with food By deach procur'd nor nourishâ— blood with blood Since on so vast a sea my saile's vnfurl'd And-stretcht to rising winds in all the World There 's nothing permanent all ebbe and flow Each image form'd to wander to and fro Euen Time with restlesse motion slides away Like liuing streames nor can swift Riuers stay Nor light-heel'd Howers As billow billow driues Driuen by the following as the next
to cure you but Apollo's Seed Goe with successe and fetch my Sonne with speed The Senat hauing heard this Oracle The Citie search where Phoebus sonne should dwell The shore of Epidaure the Legate seekes There anchoring he intreats th' assembled Greekes To send their God who might th' Ausonian State To health restore and vrg'd the charge of Fate They vary in opinion some assent To send this succour many not content To lose their owne in giuing others aid Striue to retaine him and the rest distwade While thus they doubt the Day declin'd his Light And Earth-borne shadowes cloth'd the world in Night Th' Health-giuing God in sleepe appears to stand In his old forme a stafâ—e in his left hand And stroking with his right his reuerend beard From his hope-rendring brest these words were heard Feare not I come my shape I will forsake View and marke well this staffe-infolding Snake Such will I seeme yet shew of greater size So great as may a Deity comprize God with the Voice with God and Voice away Sleepe flew fled Sleepe persude by chearefull Day The Starres now vanquisht by the mornings flame The doubtfull Nobles to the temple came Intreat him by coelest all signes to shew Whether he were content to stay or goe This hardly said the God in Serpent's shroud His high crest gold-like glistring hist aloud His statue altar gates the marble flore And golden roofe shooke at th' approching Powre He in his Fane brest-high his body rais'd Rouling about his eyes that flame-like blaz'd All tremble The chast Priest his haire imbraid With Virgin fillet knew the God and said 'T is he 't is he all you who present are Pray with your hearts and tongues ô heauenly-Faire Propitious proue to those who thee implore All that were there the present Powre adore Reiterating what the Priest had said With heart and tongue the Romans also pray'd He by the motion of his lofty crest And doubled hisses signe 's to their request Then sliding downe the polisht staires his looke Reuerts on his old altars now forsooke Salute's his shrine and Temple deckt with towres Then creeping on the ground strew'd with fresh flowres Indenteth through the Citie stopping where The Harbour is defended by a Peere The following troopes and those whose zeales assist In honouring him with gentle lookes dismist He climbes th' Ausonian ship which felt the waight And shrunke with pressure of so great a fraight The ioyfull Romans offering on the strand A Bull to Neptune anchor weigh and land Forsake with easie gales Rais'd on his traine He leaning lookes vpon the blew-wau'd Maine Through Iâ—nian Seas by friendly Zâ—phyrus borne They fell with Italy on the sixth morne Lacinian Iunos Fane Scyllaean shores Iapygia past they shun with nimble ores Amphrysian rockes Ceraunian weather-cleft Romechium Caulon and Naryciae left Sâ—cilian Straights o're-come and wrackfull seas Saile by the mansion of Hippotades By Temesa in metalls fruitfull by Leucosia and the Paestan Rosary Neâ—re capreae and Minerua's Fore-land row Surrentine hills where wines so generous grow Heraclea Stabiae Naples borne to ease Cumaean Sibyl's Temple next to these Hot Baths Linternum sweet with masticke flowres Vultâ—rnus who his sandy channel skoures Sinuessa swarming with white Snakes ill-air'd Minturnae and where Pietie prepar'd His Nurse a tombe forthwith the mansion make Of fell Antiphates and then the Lake Besieged Trachin thence directly bore To â—wee's Ile and Antium's solid shore The Sea now swelling high this harbour holds The Saile-wing'd ship The God his orbs vnfolds And with huge doublings o're the yellow sand Slides to his fathers Temple on that strand Rough waues asswag'd the Epidaurian Guest His fathers altar leaues to Sea-ward prest Slicing the sandie shore with rustling scales And by her sterne the ship ascending sailes Till he to Castrum to Lauinia's name Retaining Seat and mouth of Tyber came All hither throng sonnes daughters mothers fires The Nunnes who keepe the Phrygian Vesta's fires The Gods appease the headlesse inwards shew Signes of succeeding Tumults Death and Woe Dogs nightly in the Court about the Gods And holy Temples howle From sad abodes The Dead arise and wander here and there Rome trembling both with Earth-quakes and with feare These Warnings of the Gods no changes wrought In Fate or Treason Murderous swords were brought Into the Temple for no place might sort With such a Slaughter but the sacred Court Then Venus smote her brest who sought to shroud And snatch him thence in that Aethereall cloud Which Paris from Atrides rage conuaid And freed Aeneas from Tydidâ—s blade Daughter said Ioue canst thou resist the doome Of conquering Fates Into their mansion come There shalt thou see Decrees that needs must Passe Writ in huge folds of solid steele and brasse Which safe eternall euer fixed there My thunder lightnings rage nor ruine feare In lasting Adamant there maâ—st thou reade What shall to thy great Progenie succeed I read remember well and will relate What may informe thee in succeeding fate He whom thou striuâ—st to saue his race hath runne Of Time and Glory whom thou and his Sonne Shall make in heauen a God on Earth with praire And Temples dignifi'd His names great Heire Alone his Load shall beare and strongly shall By our conduct reuenge his fathers fall By his good fortune Mutinae o're-throwne Shaâ—l â—ue for peace Pharsalian fields shall grone Slaughter againe Philippi shall imbrue On red Sicilian Seas he shall subdue A mighty Name Th' Aegyptian Spouse shall fall Ill trusting to her Roman Generall To make out stately Capitoll obay Her proud Canopus shall in vaine assay What need I of those barbarous People tell And Nations which by either Ocean dwell He shall the habitable Earth command And stretch his Empire ouer sea and land Peace giuen to Earth he shall conuert his care To ciuill Rule iust Lawes and by his faire Example Vertue guide Then looking to The future times and Nephewes to ensue A Sonne shall blesse him from a holy wombe To him he shall resigne his name and roome Nor shall till full of age ascend th'aboads Of heauenly Dwellers and his kindred Gods Meane-while from this flaine corps his soul conuay Vp to the starres and giue it a cleare Ray That Iulius may with friendly influence Shine on our Capitoll and Court from thence This said inuisible faâ—â—e Venus stood Amid the Senate from his corps with blood Defil'd her Caesars new-fled spirit bare To heauen not suffer'd to resolue to aire And as in her soft bosome borne shee might Perceiue it take a Powre and gather light When once let loose It forth with vp-ward flew And afteâ— it long blazing tresses drew The radiaâ—t Starre his Sonnes great acts beheld T'out-luster his and ioy'd to be excell'd Though he would haue his Fathers deeds preferr'd Before his owne yet free-tongu'd Fame deterr'd By no commandement yeeld th'euited Bayes To his cleare browes and but in this gain-sayes So Atreus yeelds to Agamemnons fame Aegeus