gingling belles and furthermore they felt A cent of Saffron and of Myrrhe that verie hotly smelt And which a man would ill beleue the web they had begun Immediatly waxt fresh and gréene the flaxe the which they spun Did flourish full of Iuie leaues And part thereof did run Abrode in Uines The thréede it selfe in braunches forth did spring Yong burgeous full of clustred grapes their Distaues forth did bring And as the web they wrought was dide a déepe darke purple hew Euen so vpon the painted grapes the selfe same colour grew The day was spent and now was come the time which neyther night Nor day but euen the bound of both a man may terme of right The house at sodaine séemde to shake and all about it shine With burning lampes and glittering fires to flash before their eyen And likenesses of ougly beastes with gastfull noyses yeld For feare whereof in smokie holes the sisters were compeld To hide their heades one here and there another for to shun The glistring light And while they thus in corners blindly run Upon their little pretie limmes a fine crispe filme there goes And slender finnes in stead of handes their shortned armes enclose But how they lost their former shape of certaintie to know The darknesse would not suffer them No feathers on them grow And yet with shere and velume wings they houer from the ground And when they goe about to speake they make but little sound According as their bodies giue bewayling their despight By chirping shirlly to themselues In houses they delight And not in woods detesting day they flitter towards night Wherethrough they of the Euening late in Latin take their name And we in English language Backes or Réermice call the same Then Bacchus name was reuerenced through all the Theban coast And Ino of hir Nephewes powre made euery where great boast Of Cadmus daughters she alone no sorowes tasted had Saue only that hir sisters haps perchaunce had made hir sad Now Iuno nothing how she waxt both proud and full of scorne As well by reason of the sonnes and daughters she had borne As also that she was aduaunst by mariage in that towne To Aâ—hamas King Aeolus sonne a Prince of great renowne But chiefly that hir sisters sonne who nourced was by hir Was then exalted for a God began thereat to stir And freating at it in hirselfe said coulde this harlots burd Transforme the Lydian watermen and drowne thée in the foord And make the mother teare the guttes in pieces of hir sonne And Mineus al thrée daughters clad with wings bicause they sponne Whiles others howling vp and down like frantick folke did ronne And can I Iuno nothing else saue sundrie woes bewaile Is that sufficient can my powre no more than so auaile He teaches me what way to worke A man may take I sée Example at his enmies hand the wiser for to bée He shewes inough and ouermuch the force of furious wrath By Pentheys death why should not Ine be taught to tread the path The which hir sisters heretofore and kinred troden hath There is a stéepe and irksome way obscure with shadow fell Of balefull yewgh all sad and still that leadeth downe to hell The foggie Styx doth breath vp mistes and downe this way doe waue The ghostes of persons lately dead and buried in the graue Continuall colde and gastly feare possesse this queachie plot On eyther side the siely Ghost new parted knoweth not The way that doth directly leade him to the Stygian Citie Or where blacke Pluto kéepes his Court that neuer sheweth pitie A thousand wayes a thousand gates that alwayes open stand This Citie hath and as the Sea the streames of all the lande Doth swallow in his gredie gulfe and yet is neuer full Euen so that place deuoureth still and hideth in his gull The soules and ghostes of all the world and though that nere so many Come thither yet the place is voyd as if there were not any The ghostes without flesh bloud or bones there wander to and fro Of which some haunt the iudgement place and other come and go To Plutos Court and some frequent the former trades and Artes The which they vsed in their life and some abide the smartes And torments for their wickednesse and other yll desartes So cruell hate and spightfull wrath did boyle in Iunos brest That in the high and noble Court of Heauen she coulde not rest But that she néedes must hither come whose féete no sooner toucht The thresholde but it gaâ— to quake And Cerberus erst coucht Start sternely vp with thrée fell heades which barked all togither She callde the daughters of the night the cruell furies thither They sate a kembing foule blacke Snakes from of their filthie heare Before the dungeon doore the place where Caitiues punisht were The which was made of Adamant when in the darke in part They knew Quéene Iuno by and by vpon their feete they start There Titius stretched out at least nine acres full in length Did with with his bowâ—ls feede a Grype that tare them out by strength The water sted from Tantalus that toucht his neather lip And Apples hanging ouer him did euer from him slip There also labored Sisyphus that draue against the hill A rolling stone that from the top came tumbling downeward still â–ª Ixion on his restlesse whaâ—le to which his limmes were bound Did flie and follow both at once in turning euer round And Danaus daughters forbicause they did their cousins kill Drew water into running tubbes which euermore did spill When Iuno with a louring looke had vâ—wde them all throughout And on Ixion specially before the other rout She tâ—rnes from him to Sisyphus and with an angry chéere Sayes wherefore should this man endure continuall penance here And Athamas his brother reigne in welth and pleasure free Who through his pride hath ay disâ—ainde my husband Ioue and mée And therewithall she poured out th' occasion of hirhate And why she came and what she would She would that Cadmus state Should with the ruine of his house be brought to swyft decay And that to mischiefe Athamas the Fiendes should force some way She biddes she prayes she promises and all is with a breth And moues the furies earnestly and as these things she seth The hatefull Hag Tisiphone with horie ruffled heare Remouing from hir face the Snakes that loosely dangled there Sayd thus Madame there is no néede long circumstance to make Suppose your will already done This lothsome place forsake And to the holsome Ayre of heauen your selfe agayne retire Queene Iuno went right glad away with graunt of hir desire And as she woulde haue entred heauen the Ladie Iris came And purged hir with streaming drops Anon vpon the same The furious Frende â—isiphone doth cloth hir out of â—and In garment streaming gorie bloud and taketh in hir hand A burning Cresset steepte in bloud and girdeth hir about with wreathed Snakes and so goes forth
Iaueling steale that sticked out betwene his téeth doth gripe The which with wresting to and fro at length he forth did winde Saue that he left the head thereof among his bones behinde When of his courage through the wound more kindled was the ire His throteboll swelde with puffed veines his eyes gan sparkle fire There stoode about his smeared chaps a lothly foming froth His skaled brest ploughes vp the ground the stinking breath that goth Out from his blacke and hellish mouth infectes the herbes full fowle Sometime he windes himselfe in knots as round as any Bowle Sometime he stretcheth out in length as straight as any beame Anon againe with violent brunt he rusheth like a streame Encreast by rage of latefalne raine and with his mightie sway Beares downe the wood before his breast that standeth in his way Agenors sonne retiring backe doth with his Lions spoyle Defend him from his fierce assaults and makes him to recoyle Aye holding at the weapons point The Serpent waxing wood Doth crashe the stéele betwene his téeth and bites it till the blood Dropt mixt with poyson from his mouth did die the gréene grasse blacke But yet the wound was verie light bicause he writhed backe And puld his head still from the stroke and made the stripe to die By giuing way vntill that Cadmus following irefully The stroke with all his powre and might did through y ◠throte him riue And naylde him to an Oke behind the which he eke did cliue The Serpents waight did make the trée to bend It grieude the trée His bodie of the Serpents taile thus scourged for to bée While Cadmus wondred at the hugenesse of the vanquisht foe Upon the sodaine came a voyce from whence he could not know But sure he was he heard the voyce Which said Agenors sonne What gazest thus vpon this Snake the time will one day come That thou thy selfe shalt be a Snake He pale and wan for feare Had lost his speach and ruffled vp stiffe staring stood his heare Behold mans helper at his néede Dame Pallas gliding through The vacant Ayre was straight at hand and bade him take a plough And cast the Serpents téeth in ground as of the which should spring Another people out of hand He did in euery thing As Pallas bade he tooke a plough and earde a forrow low And sowde the Serpents téeth whereof the foresaid folke should grow Anon a wondrous thing to tell the clods began to moue And from the forrow first of all the pikes appearde aboue Next rose vp helmes with fethered crests and then the Poldrens bright Successiuely the Curets whole and all the armor right Thus grew vp men like corne in field in rankes of battle ray With shields and weapons in their hands to feight the field that day Euen so when stages are attirde against some solemne game With clothes of Arras gorgeously in drawing vp the same The faces of the ymages doe first of all them showe And then by peecemeale all the rest in order séemes to grow Untill at last they stand out full vpon their féete bylow Afrighted at this new found foes gan Cadmus for to take Him to his weapons by and by resistance for to make Stay stay thy selfe cride one of them that late before were bred Out of the ground and meddle not with ciuill warres This sed One of the brothers of that brood with launcing sworde he slue Another sent a dart at him the which him ouerthrue The third did straight as much for him and made him yéelde the breath The which he had receyude but now by stroke of forced death Likewise outraged all the rest vntill that one by one By mutuall stroke of ciuill warre dispatched euerychone This broode of brothers all behewen and weltred in their blood Lay sprawling on their mothers womb the ground where erst they stood Saue only fiue that did remaine Of whom Echion led By Pallas counsell threw away the helmet from his head And with his brothers gan to treat attonement for to make The which at length by Pallas helpe so good successe did take That faithfull friendship was confirmd and hand in hand was plight These afterward did well assist the noble Tyrian knight In building of the famous towne that Phebus had behight Now Thebes stoode in good estate now Cadmus might thou say That when thy father banisht thée it was a luckie day To ioyne aliance both with Mars and Venus was thy chaunce Whose daughter thou hadst tane to wife who did thée much aduaunce Not only through hir high renowne but through a noble race Of sonnes and daughters that she bare whose children in like case It was thy fortune for to sée all men and women growne But ay the ende of euery thing must marked be and knowne For none the name of blessednesse deserueth for to haue Onlesse the tenor of his life last blessed to his graue Among so many prosprous happes that flowde with good successe Thine eldest Nephew was a cause of care and sore distresse Whose head was armde with palmed hornes whose own hoūds in y ◠wood Did pull their master to the ground and fill them with his bloud But if you sift the matter well ye shall not finde desart But cruell fortune to haue bene the cause of this his smart For who could doe with ouersight great slaughter had bene made Of sundrie sortes of sauage beastes one morning and the shade Of things was waxed verie short It was the time of day That mid betwéene the East and West the Sunne doth séeme to stay When as the Thebane stripling thus bespake his companie Still raunging in the waylesse woods some further game to spie Our weapons and our toyles are moist and staind with bloud of Deare This day hath done inough as by our quarrie may appeare Assoone as with hir scarlet whéeles next morning bringeth light We will about our worke againe But now Hiperion bright Is in the middes of Heauen and seares the fieldes with firie rayes Take vp your toyles and cease your worke and let vs go our wayes They did euen so and ceast their worke There was a valley thicke With Pinaple and Cipresse trées that armed be with pricke Gargaphie hight this shadie plot it was a sacred place To chast Diana and the Nymphes that wayted on hir grace Within the furthest end thereof there was a pleasant Bowre So vaulted with the leauie trées the Sunne had there no powre Not made by hand nor mans deuise and yet no man aliue A trimmer piece of worke than that could for his life contriue With flint and Pommy was it wallde by nature halfe about And on the right side of the same full freshly flowed out A liuely spring with Christall streame whereof the vpper brim Was gréene with grasse and matted herbes that smelled verie trim When Phebe felt hir selfe waxe faint of following of hir game It was hir custome for to come and bath hir in the same That
In gobbits they them rent whereof were some in Pipkins boyld And other some on hissing spits against the fire were broyld And with the gellied bloud of him was all the chamber foyld To this same banket Progne bade hir husband knowing nought Nor nought mistrusting of the harme and lewdnesse she had wrought And feyning a solemnitie according to the guise Of Athens at the which there might be none in any wise Besides hir husband and hir selfe she banisht from the same Hir householde folke and soiourners and such as guestwise came King Tereus sâ—tting in the throne of his forefathers fed And swallowed downe the selfe same flesh that of his bowels bred And he so blinded was his heart fetch Itys hither sed No lenger hir most cruell ioy dissemble could the Quéene But of hir murther coueting the messenger to béene She said the thing thou askest for thou hast within About He looked round and asked where To put him out of dout As he was yet demaunding where and calling for him out Lept Philomele with scattred haire aflaight like one that fled Had from some fray where slaughter was and threw the bloudy head Of Itys in his fathers face And neuer more was shée Desirous to haue had hir speache that able she might be Hir inward ioy with worthie wordes to witnesse franke and frée The tyrant with a hideous noyse away the table shoues And reeres y â— fiends from Hell One while with yauning mouth he proues To perbrake vp his meate againe and cast his bowels out Another while with wringing handes he wéeping goes about And of his sonne he termes himselfe the wretched graue Anon With naked sword and furious heart he followeth fierce vpon Pandions daughters He that had bene present would haue déemdâ— Their bodies to haue houered vp with fethers As they séemde So houered they with wings in déede Of whome the one away To woodward flies the other still about the house doth stay And of their murther from their brestes not yet the token goth For euen still yet are stainde with bloud the fethers of them both And he through sorrow and desire of vengeance waxing wight Became a Bird vpon whose top a tuft of feathers light In likenesse of a Helmets crest doth trimly stand vpright In stead of his long sword his bill shootes out a passing space A Lapwing named is this Bird all armed séemes his face The sorrow of this great mischaunce did stop Pandions breath Before his time and long ere age determinde had his death Erecthey reigning after him the gouernment did take A Prince of such a worthinesse as no man well can make Resolution if he more in armes or iustice did excell Foure sonnes and daughters foure he had Of which a couple well Did eche in beautie other match The one of these whose name Was Procris vnto Cephalus King Aeolus sonne became A happie wife The Thracians and King Tereus were a let To Boreas so that long it was before the God could get His dearbeloued Orithy a while trifling he did stand With faire entreatance rather than did vse the force of hand But when he saw he no reliefe by gentle meanes could finde Then turning vnto boystous wrath which vnto that same winde Is too familiar and too much accustomed by kinde He said I serued am but well for why laid I a part My proper weapons fiercenesse force and ire and cruell hart And fell to fauning like a foole which did me but disgrace For me is violence meete Through this the pestred cloudes I chace Through this I tosse the Seas Through this I turne vp knottie Okes And harden Snow and beate the ground in hayle with sturdie strokes When I my brothers chaunce to get in open Ayre and Skie For that is my fielde in the which my maisteries I doe trie I charge vpon them with such brunt that of our méeting smart The Heauen betwéene vs soundes from the hollow Cloudes doth start Enforced fire And when I come in holes of hollow ground And fiersly in those emptie caues doe rouse my backe vp round I trouble euen the ghostes and make the verie world to quake This helpe in wooing of my wife to spéede I should haue take Erecthey should not haue bene prayde my Fatherinlaw to be He should haue bene compelde thereto by stout extremitie In speaking these or other wordes as sturdie Boreas gan To flaske his wings With wauing of the which he raysed than So great a gale that all the earth was blasted therewithall And troubled was the maine brode Sea And as he traylde his pall Bedusted ouer highest tops of things he swept the ground And hauing now in smokie cloudes himselfe enclosed round Betwéene his duskie wings he caught Orithya straught for feare And like a louer verie soft and easly did hir beare And as he flew the flames of loue enkindled more and more By meanes of stirring Neither did he stay his flight before He came within the land and towne of Cicons with his pray And there soone after being made his wife she hapt to lay Hir belly and a paire of boyes she at a burthen brings Who else in all resembled full their mother saue in wings The which they of their father tooke Howbeit by report They were not borne with wings vpon their bodies in this sort While Calais and Zetes had no beard vpon their chin They both were callow But assoone as haire did once begin In likenesse of a yellow Downe vpon their cheekes to sprout Then euen as comes to passe in Birdes the feathers budded out Togither on their pinyons too and spreaded round about On both their sides And finally when childhod once was spent And youth come on togither they with other Minyes went To Colchos in the Galley that was first deuisde in Greece Upon a sea as then vnknowen to fetch the golden fléece Finis sexti Libri ¶ THE SEVENTH BOOKE of Ouids Metamorphosis ANd now in ship of Pagasa the Mynies cut the seas And leading vnder endlesse night his age in great disease Of scarcitie was Phiney séene and Boreas sonnes had chaste Away the Maidenfaced foules that did his victels waste And after suffring many things in noble Iasons band In muddie Phasis gushing streame at last they went a land There while they going to the King demaund the golden fléece Brought thither certaine yeares before by Phryxus out of Greece And of their dreadfull labors wait an answere to receiue Aeëtas daughter in hir heart doth mightie flames conceyue And after strugling verie long when reason could not win The vpper hand of rage she thus did in hir selfe begin In vaine Medea doste thou striue some God what ere he is Against thée bendes his force for what a wondrous thing is this Is any thing like this which men doe terme by name of Loue For why should I my fathers hestes estéeme so hard aboue All measure sure in very déede they are too hard and sore Why feare I least
folke that had the powre too take Straunge shape for once and all their lyues continewed in the same And othersum too sundrie shapes haue power themselues to frame As thou O Protevv dwelling in the sea that cléepes the land For now a yoonker now a boare anon a Lyon and Streyght way thou didst become a Snake and by and by a Bull That people were afrayd of thée too sée thy horned skull And oftentymes thou séemde a stone and now and then a trée And counterfetting water shéere thou seemedst ott to bée A Riuer and another whyle contrarie therevntoo Thou wart a fyre No lesse power than also thus too doo Had Erisicthons daughter whom Avvtolychus tooke too wyfe Her father was a person that despysed all his lyfe The powre of Gods and neuer did vouchsauf them sacrifyse He also is reported too haue heawen in wicked wyse The groue of Ceres and to fell her holy woods which ay Had vndiminisht and vnhackt continewed to that day There stood in it a warrie Oke which was a wood alone Uppon it round hung fillets crownes and tables many one The vowes of such as had obteynd theyr hearts desyre Full oft The Woodnymphes vnderneath this trée did fetch theyr frisks aloft And oftentymes with hand in hand they daunced in a round About the Trunk whose bignesse was of timber good and sound Full fiftéene fadom All the trées within the wood besyde Were vntoo this as wéedes to them so farre it did them hyde Yit could not this moue Triops sonne his axe therefro too hold But bade his seruants cut it downe And when he did behold Them stunting at his hest he snatcht an axe with furious mood From one of them and wickedly sayd thus Although thys wood Not only were the derling of the Goddesse but also The Goddesse euen herself yet would I make it ere I go Too kisse the clowers with her top that pranks with braunches so This spoken as he sweakt his axe asyde to fetch his blow The manast Oke did quake and sygh the Acornes that did grow Thereon toogither with the leaues too wex full pale began And shrinking in for feare the boughes and braunches looked wan Assone as that his cursed hand had wounded once the trée The blood came spinning from the carf as freshly as yee see It issue from a Bullocks necke whose throte is newly cut Before the Altar when his flesh to sacrifyse is put They were amazed eueryâ—hone And one among them all Too let the wicked act durst from the trée his hatchet call The lewd Thessalian facing him sayd Take thou héere too thée The guerdon of thy godlynesse and turning from the trée He chopped of the fellowes head Which done he went agen And heawed on the Oke streight from amid the trée as then There issued such a sound as this Within this trée dwell I A Nymph too Ceres very déere who now before I dye In comfort of my death doo giue thée warning thou shalt bye Thy dooing déere within a whyle he goeth wilfully Still thorough with his wickednesse vntill at length the Oke Pulld partly by the force of ropes and cut with axis stroke Did fall and with his weyght bare downe of vnder wood great store The Woodnymphes with the losses of the woods and theyrs ryght sore Amazed gathered on a knot and all in mourning wéede Went sad too Ceres praying her too wreake that wicked déede Of Erisicthons Ceres was content it should bee so And with the mouing of her head in nodding too and fro Shée shooke the féeldes which laden were with frutefull Haruest tho And therewithall a punishment most piteous shée procéedes Too put in practyse were it not that his most heynous deedes No pitie did deserue too haue at any bodies hand With helpelesse hungar him too pyne in purpose shée did stand â–ª And forasmuch as shée herselfe and famin myght not méete For fate forbiddeth famin too abyde within the leete Where plentie is shée thus bespake a fayrie of the hill There lyeth in the vtmost bounds of Tartarie the chill A Dréerie place a wretched soyle a barreine plot no grayne No frute no trée is growing there but there dooth ay remayne Unwéeldsome cold with trembling feare and palenesse white as clowt And foodlesse famin Will thou her immediatly withowt Delay too shed herself intoo the stomacke of the wretch And let no plentie staunch her force but let her working stretch Aboue the powre of mée And least the longnesse of the way May make thée wearie take thou héere my charyot take I say My draggons for to beare thée through the aire In saying so She gaue hir them The Nymph mounts vp and flying thence as the Alyghts in Scythy land and vp the cragged top of hye Mount Caucasus did cause hir Snakes with much a doe too stye Where séeking long for famin shée the gaptoothd elfe did spye Amid a barreine stony féeld a ramping vp the grasse With ougly nayles and chanking it Her face pale colourd was Hir heare was harsh and shirle her eyes were sunken in her head Her lyppes were hore with filth her tâ—â—th were fuâ—d and rusty read Her skinne was starched and so shéere a man myght well espye The verie bowels in her bulk how euery one did lye And eke aboue her courbed loynes her withered hippes were séene In stead of belly was a space where belly should haue béene Her brest did hang so sagging downe as that a man would wéene That scarcely to her ridgebone had hir ribbes béene fastened well Her leannesse made her ioynts bolne big and knéepannes for too swell And with exceeding mighty knubs her héeles behynd boynd out Now when the Nymph behild this elfe a farre she was in dout Too come too néere her shée declarde her Ladies message And In that same little whyle although the Nymph aloof did stand And though shée were but newly come yit séemed shée too féele The force of famin Whervppon shée turning backe her whéele Did reyne her dragons vp aloft who streyght with courage frée Conueyd her into Thessaly Although that famin bée Ay contrarye too Ceres woork yit did shée then agrée Too doo her will and glyding through the Ayre supported by The wynd she found th appoynted house and entring by and by The caytifs chamber where he slept it was in tyme of nyght Shée hugged him betwéene her armes there snortâ—ng bolt vpryght And breathing her into him blew vppon his face and brest That hungar in his emptie veynes myght woorke as hée did rest And when she had accomplished her charge shee then forsooke The frutefull Clymates of the world and home ageine betooke Herself vntoo her frutelesse féeldes and former dwelling place The gentle sléepe did all this whyle with fethers soft embrace The wretched Erisicthons corse Who dreaming streight of meate Did stirre his hungry iawes in vayne as though he had too eate And chanking tooth on tooth a pace he gryndes them in his head And occupies his
father Bacchus pardon mée My sinne I will not hyde Haue mercy I beséech thée and vouchsauf too rid mée quyght From this same harme that séemes so good and glorious vntoo syght The gentle Bacchus streight vppon confession of his cryme Restored Midas too the state hée had in former tyme. And hauing made performance of his promis hée béereft him The gift that he had graunted him And least he should haue left him Béedawbed with the dregges of that same gold which wickedly Hée wisshed had he willed him too get him by and by Too that great ryuer which dooth ronne by Sardis towne and there Along the chanell vp the streame his open armes to beare Untill he commeth too the spring and then his head too put Full vnderneathe the foming spowt where greatest was the gut And so in wasshing of his limbes too wash away his cryme The king as was commaunded him ageinst the streame did clyme And streyght the powre of making gold departing quyght from him Infects the ryuer making it with golden streame too swim The force whereof the bankes about so soked in theyr veynes That euen as yit the yellow gold vppon the cloddes remaynes Then Midas hating riches haunts the pasturegrounds and groues And vp down with Pan among the Lawnds mountaines roues But still a head more fat than wyse and dolâ—â—sh wit he hath The which as erst yit once againe must woork theyr mayster scath The mountayne Tmole from loftye toppe too seaward looketh downe And spreading farre his boorely sydes extendeth too the towne Of Sardis with the tonesyde and too Hypep with the toother There Pan among the fayrye elues that dawneed round toogither In setting of his conning out for singing and for play Uppon his pype of réedes and war presuming for too say â–ª Apollos musick was not like too his did take in hand A farre vnequall match wherof the Tmole for iudge should stand The auncient iudge sitts downe vppon his hill and ridds his eares From trées and onely on his head an Oken garloâ—d weares Wherof the Acornes dangled downe about his hollow brow And looking on the God of nâ—ate he sayd yée néede not now Too tarry longer for your iudge Then Pan blew lowd and strong His country pype of réedes and with his rude and homely song Delighted Midas eares for he by chaunce was in the throng When Pan had doone the sacred Tmole too Phebus turnd his looke And with the turning of his head his busshye heare he shooke Then Phebus with a crowne of â—ay vppon his golden heare Did swéepe the ground with scarlet robe In left hand he did beare His viall made of precious stones and Iuorye intermirt And in his right hand for too strike his bowe was réedy fixt He was the verrye paterne of a good Musician ryght Anon he gan with conning hand the tuned strings too smyght The swéetenesse of the which did so the iudge of them delyght That Pan was willed for to put his Réedepype in his cace And not too fiddle nor too sing where vialls were in place The iudgement of the holy hill was lyked well of all Saue Midas who found fault therwith and wrongfull did it call Apollo could not suffer well his foolish eares too kéepe Theyr humaine shape but drew them wyde made them long déepe And filld them full of whytish heares and made them downe too sag. And through too much vnstablenesse continually too wag His body kéeping in the rest his manly figure still Was ponnisht in the part that did offend for want of skill And so a slowe paaste Asses eares his heade did after beare This shame endeuereth he too hyde And therefore he did weare A purple nyghtcappe euer since But yit his Barber who Was woont too notte him spyâ—d it and béeing eager too Disclose it when he neyther durst too vtter it nor could It kéepe in secret still hée went and digged vp the mowld And whispring softly in the pit declaard what eares hée spyde His mayster haue and turning downe the clowre ageine did hyde His blabbed woordes within the ground and closing vp the pit Departed thence and neuer made mo woordes at all of it Soone after there began a tuft of quiuering réedes too growe Which béeing rype bewrayd theyr séede and him that did them sowe For when the gentle sowtherne wynd did lyghtly on them blowe They vttred foorth the woordes that had béene buried in the ground And so reproude the Asses eares of Midas with theyr sound Apollo after this reuenge from Tmolus tooke his flyght And sweeping through the ayre did on the selfsame syde alyght Of Hellespontus in the Realme of king Laomedon There stoode vppon the right syde of Sigaeum and vppon The left of Rhetye cliffe that tyme an Altar buylt of old Too Ioue that héereth all mennes woordes Héere Phebus did behold The foresayd king Laomedon beginning for too lay Foundation of the walles of Troy which woork from day too day Went hard and slowly forward and requyrd no little charge Then he toogither with the God that rules the surges large Did put themselues in shape of men and bargaynd with the king Of Phrygia for a summe of gold his woork too end too bring Now when the woork was done the king theyr wages them denayd And falsly faaste them downe with othes it was not as they sayd Thou shalt not mock vs vnreuendgd ê™ Neptune And anon He caused all the surges of the sea too rush vppon The shore of couetous Troy and made the countrye like the déepe The goodes of all the husbandmen away he quight did swéepe And ouerwhelmd theyr féeldes with waues And thinking this too small A pennance for the falsehod he demaunded therwithall His daughter for a monster of the Sea whom béeing bound Untoo a rocke stout Hercules deliuering â—aufe and sound Requyrd his stéeds which were the hyre for which he did compound And when that of so great desert the king denyde the hyre The twyce forsworne false towne of Troy he sacked in his ire And Telamon in honour of his seruice did enioy The Lady Hesion daughter of the couetous king of Troy For Peleus had already got a Goddesse too his wife And liued vntoo both theyr ioyes a right renowmed lyfe And sure he was not prowder of his graundsyre than of thée That wert become his fathrinlaw For many mo than hée Haue had the hap of mighty Ioue the nephewes for too bee But neuer was it héeretoofore the chaunce of any one Too haue a Goddesse too his wyfe saue only his alone For vntoo watry Thetis thus old Protevv did foretell Go marry thou shalt beare a sonne whose dooings shall excell His fathers farre in feates of armes and greater he shall bée In honour hygh renowme and fame than euer erst was hée This caused Ioue the watry bed of Thetis too forbeare Although his hart were more than warme with loue of her for feare The world sum other greater thing than
that goodly personage and louely face of thyne The which compelleth mée that am a Goddesse too enclyne Too make this humble sute too thée that art a mortall wyght Asswage my flame and make this sonne whoo by his heauenly syght Foresées all things thy fathrinlawe and hardly hold not scorne Of Circe whoo by long discent of Titans stocke am borne Thus much sayd Circe He ryght féerce reiecting her request And her sayd whooso ere thou art go set thy hart at rest I am not thyne nor will not bée Another holdes my hart And long God graunt shée may it hold that I may neuer start Too leawdnesse of a forreine lust from bond of lawfull bed As long as Ianus daughter my swéete singer is not dead Dame Circe hauing oft renewd her sute in vayne beefore Sayd dearely shalt thou by thy scorne For neuer shalt thou more Returne too Singer Thou shalt lerne by proof what one can doo That is prouoked and in loue yea and a woman too But Circe is bothe stird too wrath and also tane in loue Yea and a woman Twyce her faâ—e too westward she did moue And twyce too Eastward Thryce shée layd her rod vppon his head And therwithall thrée charmes shée cast Away king Picus fled And woondring that he fled more swift than â—arst he had béene woont He saw the fethers on his skin and at the sodein brunt Became a bird that haunts the wooddes wherat he taking spyght With angrye bill did iob vppon hard Okes with all his myght And in his moode made hollowe holes vppoâ— theyr boughes The hew Of Crimzen which was in his cloke vppon his fethers grew The gold that was a clasp and did his cloke toogither hold Is fethers and about his necke goes circlewyse like gold His seruants luring in that whyle oft ouer all the ground In vayne and fynding no where of theyr kyng no incling found Dame Circe For by that tyme shée had made the ayâ—r shéere And suffred both the sonne and wyndes the mistye steames too cléere And charging her with matter trew demaunded for theyr kyng And offring force began theyr darts and Iauelings for too fling Shée sprincling noysom venim streyght and iewce of poysoning myght Did call toogither Eribus and Chaos and the nyght And all the féendes of darknesse and with howling out along Made prayers vntoo Hecate Scarce ended was her song But that a woondrous thing too tell the woodes lept from theyr place The ground did grone the trées néere hand lookt pale in all the chace The grasse besprent with droppes of blood lookt red the stones did séemâ— Too roare and bellow hoarce and doggs too howle and raze extréeme And all the ground too crawle w t snakes blacke scaald gastly spryghts Fly whisking vp and downe The folke were flayghted at theis syghts And as they woondring stood amaazd shée strokte her witching wand Uppon theyr faces At the touche wherof there out of hand Came woondrous shapes of sauage beastes vppon them all Not one Reteyned still his natiue shape The setting sonne was gone Beyond the vtmost câ—ast of Spaine and Singer longd in vayne Too sée her husband Bothe her folke and people ran agayne Through all the woodes And euer as they went they sent theyr eyes Before them for too fynd him out but no man him espyes Then Singer thought it not ynough too wéepe and teare her heare And beat herself all which shée did Shée gate abrode and there Raundgd ouer all the broade wyld féelds like one besyds her witts Six nyghts and full as many dayes as fortune led by fitts She strayd mée ouer hilles and dales and neuer tasted rest Nor meate nor drink of all the whyle The seuenth day sore opprest And tyred bothe with trauell and with sorrowe downe shée sate Uppon cold Tybers bank and there with teares in moorning rate Shée warbling on her gréef in tune not shirle nor ouer hye Did make her moane as dooth the swan whoo ready for too dye Dooth sing his buriall song before Her marée molt at last With moorning and shée pynde away and finally shée past Too lither ayre But yit her fame remayned in the place For why the auncient husbandmen according too the cace Did name it Singer of the nymph that dyed in the same Of such as these are many things that yéere by fortune came Bothe too my héering and my sight Wée weâ—ing resty then And sluggs by discontinuance were commaunded yit agen Too go a boord and hoyse vp sayles And Circe told vs all That long and dowtfull passage and rowgh seas should vs befall I promis thée those woordes of hers mée throughly made afrayd And therfore hither I mée gate and héere I haue mée stayd This was the end of Macars tale And ere long tyme was gone Aenaeas Nurce was buryed in a tumb of marble stone And this short verse was set theron In this same verry place My Nurcechyld whom the world dooth know too bée a chyld of grace Deliuering mée Caâ—eta quicke from burning by the Grayes Hathe burnt mée dead with such a fyre as iustly winnes him prayse Theyr Cables from the grassye strond were loozde and by and by From Circes slaunderous house and from her treasons â—arre they fly And making too the thickgrowen groues where through the yellow dust The shady Tyber intoo sea his guâ—â—hing streame dooth thrust Aenaeas got the Realme of king Latinus Favvnus sonne And éeke his daughter whom in fâ—yght by force of armes he wonne He enterprysed warre ageinst a Nation féerce and strong And Turne was wrothe for holding of his wyfe away by wrong Ageinst the Shyre of Latium met all Tyrrhene and long With busys carâ— hawlt victorie by force of armes was sought Eche partie too augment theyr force by forreine succour wrought And many sent the Rutills help and many came too ayd The Troianes neyther was the good Aenaeas ill apayd Of going too Euanders towne But Venulus in vayne Too outcast Diomeds citie went his succour too obteine This Diomed vnder Davvnus king of Calabrye did found A myghtye towne and with his wyfe in dowrye hild the ground Now when from Turnus Venulus his message had declaard Desyring help Th' Actolian knyght sayd none could well bee spaard And in excuce he told him how he neyther durst be bold Too prest his fathers folk too warre of whom he had no hold Nor any of his countrymen had left as then alyue Too arme And least yée think ê™ hée I doo a shift contryue Although by vppening of the thing my bitter greef reuyue I will abyde too make a new rehersall After that The Gréekes had burned Troy and on the ground had layd it flat And that the Prince of Narix by his rauishing the mayd In Pallas temple on vs all the pennance had displayd Which he himself deserud alone Then scattred héere and there And harryed ouer all the seas wée Gréekes were fayne too beare Nyght thunder tempest wrath of heauen and sea and