war The Cydons there and there the singular Pelasgian people There doth Gâ—ossus stand That mighty City where had most command Great Ioues Disciple Minos who nine yeares Conferr'd with Ioue Both great familiares In mutual counsailes And this Miâ—os Son The mighty-minded King Deucaliâ—â— VVas Sire to me royall Idomen VVho with Atrides went to Ilion then My elder Brother and the better man My name Aethon At that time began My knowledge of Vlysses whom my home Receiu'd with guest-rites He was thither come By force of weather from the Malean coast But new got off where he the Nauy lost Then vnder saile for Troy and wind-bound lay Long in Amnisus hardly got away From horrid stormes that made him anchor there In Hauens that sacred to Lucina were Dreadfull and dangerous In whose bosome crept Lucina's Cauerne But in my roofe slept Vlysses shor'd in Crete who first enquir'd For royall Idomen and much desir'd To taste his guest-rites since to him had bene A welcome Guest my Brother Idomene The tenth or leuenth light on Vlysses shin'de In stay at Crete attending then the winde For threatn'd Iâ—ion All which time my house VVith loue and entertainments curious Embrac't his person though a number more My hospitable roofes receiu'd before His men I likewise call'd and from the store Allow'd them meale and heat exciting wine And Oxen for their slaughter to confine In my free hand the vtmost of their need Twelue daies the Greeks staid ere they got them freed A gale so bitter blew out of the North That none could stand on earth being tumbled forth By some sterne God But on the thirteenth day The tempest ceast then went Greekes their way Thus many tales Vlysses told his wife At most but painting yet most like the life Of which her heart such sense took through hir eares It made her weepe as she would turne to teares And as from off the Mountaines melts the snow Which Zephyres breath conceald but was made flow By hollow Eurus which so fast poures downe That with their Torrent flouds haue ouer-flowne So downe her faire cheekes her kinde tears did glide Her mist Lord mourning set so neere her side Vlysses much was mou'd to see her mourne VVhose eies yet stood as dry as Iron or Horne In his vntroubl'd lids which in his craft Of bridling passion he from issue saf't VVhen she had giuen her moane so many teares That now 't was satiate her yet louing feares Askt thus much further You haue thus farre tried My loues credulity But if gratified VVith so long stay he was with you you can Describe what weede he wore what kinde of man Both he himselfe was and what Followers Obseru'd him there Alas sayd he the yeares Haue growne so many since this making now Their twentith reuolution that my show Of these slight notes will set my memory sore But to my now remembrance this he wore A double purple Robe drawne close before VVith golden Buttons pleated thicke and bore A facing where a hundred colours shinde About the skirts a Hound A freckl'd Hinde In full course hunted On the fore-skirts yet He pincht and pull'd her downe when with hir feet And all her force she struggl'd hard for flight VVhich had such life in Gold that to the sight It seem'd the Hinde it selfe for euery hiew The Hound and al so answering the view That all admir'd all I obseru'd beside His inner weed so rarely beautifide That dumbe amaze it bred and was as thin As any dry and tender Onion skin As soft 't was too and glister'd like the Sun The women were to louing wonder wun By him and by his weeds But by the way You must excuse me that I cannot say He brought this suite from home or had it there Sent for some Present or perhaps elsewhere Receiu'd it for his guest-gift For your Lord Had Friends not few The Fleete did not afford Many that had not fewer I bestow'd A well-edg'd sword on him a Robe that flow'd In foulds and fulnesse and did reach his feete Of richest purple Brought him to his Fleete VVith all my honor And besides to add To all this sifted circumstance he had A Herald there in height a little more Put from the earth that thicker shoulders wore A swarth complexion and a curled head His name Eurybates and much in stead He stood your King imploy'd in most command Since most of all his minde could vnderstand VVhen all these signes she knew for chiefly trew Desire of moane vpon her beauties grew And yet euen that desire suffic'd she said Till this my Guest a wretched state arraid Your ill-vsd person but from this houre forth You shal be honor'd and finde all the worth That fits a friend Those weeds these hands bestow'd From out my wardrobe those gold buttons sow'd Before for closure and for Ornament But neuer more must his returne present The person that gaue those adornments State And therefore vnder an abhorred Fate VVas he induc't to feed the commune fame To visit vile Troy I too vile to name No more yet mourne said he nor thus see pinde Your louely person Weeping wast's the Minde And yet I blame you not for any Dame That weds one yong and brings to him his name VVhat euer man he is will mourne his losse Much more respectfull then must shew your woes That weepe thus for Vlysses who Fame saies Was equal with the Gods in all his waies But where no cause is there must be no mone And therefore heare me my Relation Shal lay the cleere truth naked to your view I heard amongst the Thesprots for most trew That Lord Vlysses liu'd and stood iust now On his returne for home That wealth did flow In his possession which he made not knowne But begg'd amongst the people since alone He quite was left for all his men were lost In getting off from the Trinacrian Coast Ioue and the Sun was wroth with them for rape Made of his Oxen and no man let scape The rugged deepes of Neptune Onely he The Ships Keele onely keeping was by Sea Cast on the faire Phaeacian Continent VVhere men suruiue that are the Gods descent And like a God receiu'd him gaue him heapes Of wealthy gifts and would conduct his steps Themselues safe home which he might long ago His pleasure make but profit would not so He gather'd going and had mighty store Of Gold in safegard so beyond the Shore That commune sailes kept his high flood of wit Bore glorious top and all the world for it Hath farre exceeded All this Phaedon told That doth the Scepter of Thesprotia hold VVho swore to me in houshold sacrifice The Ship was lancht and men to man the prise That soone should set him on his countrey earth Shew'd me the goods enow to serue the birth That in the tenth age of his seed shold spring Yet in his Court contain'd But then the King Your husband for Dodona was in way That from
But what the old and still-true-spoken God That from the sea breathes oracles 〈◊〉 Disclosde to me to thee I le all impart Nor hide one word from thy sollicitous heart I was in Aegypt where a mightie time The Gods detaind me though my naturall clime I neuer so desir'd because their homes I did not greete with perfect Hecatomes For they will put men euermore in mind How much their masterly commandments bind There is besides a certaine Iland calld Phâ—ros that with the high-wau'd sea is walld Iust against Aegypt and so much remote As in a whole day with a fore-gale 〈◊〉 A hollow ship can saile And this I le beares A Port most portly where sea-passengers Put in still for fresh water and away To sea againe Yet here the Gods did stay My Fleete full twentie dayes the winds that are Masters at sea no prosprous puffe would spare To put vs off and all my victles here Had quite corrupted as my mens minds were Had not a certaine Goddesse giuen regard And pittide me in an estate so hard And t was Edothea honourd Proteus seed That old sea-farer Her mind I made bleed With my compassion when walkt all alone From all my souldiers that were euer gone About the I le on fishing with hookes bent Hunger their bellies on her errand sent She came close to me spake and thus began Of all men thou art the most foolish man Or slacke in businesse or stayst here of choice And doest in all thy suffrances reioyce That thus long liu'st detaind here and no end Canst giue thy tarriance Thou doest much offend The minds of all thy fellowes I replied Who euer thouart of the Deified I must affirme that no way with my will I make abode here but it seemes some ill The Gods inhabiting broad heauen sustaine Against my getting off Informe me then For Godheads all things know what God is he That stayes my passage from the fishie sea Stranger said she I le tell thee true there liues An old Sea-farer in these seas that giues A true solution of all secrets here Who deathlesse Proteus is th' Aegyptian Peere Who can the deepes of all the seas exquire Who Neptunes Priest is and they say the Sire That did beger me Him if any way Thou couldst inveagle he would cleare display Thy course from hence and how farre off doth lie Thy voyages whole scope through Neptunes skie Informing thee O Godpreseru'd beside If thy desires would so be satisfide What euer good or ill hath got euent In all the time thy long and hard course spent Since thy departure from thy house This said Againe I answerd Make the sleights displaid Thy Father vseth lest his foresight see Or his foreknowledge taking note of me He flies the â—ixt place of his vsde abode T is hard for man to countermine with God She strait replide I le vtter truth in all When heauens supremest height the Sunne doth skall The old Sea-tell-truth leaues the deepes and hides Amidst a blacke storme when the West wind chides In caues still sleeping Round about him sleepe With short feete swimming forth the fomie deepe The Sea-calues louely Halosydnes calld From whom a noisome odour is exhalld Got from the whirle-pooles on whose earth they lie Here when the morne illustrates all the skie I le guide and seate thee in the fittest place For the performance thou hast now in chace In meane time reach thy Fleete and chuse out three Of best exploit to go as aides to thee But now I le shew thee all the old Gods sleights He first will number and take all the sights Of those his guard that on the shore arriues When hauing viewd and told them forth by fiues He takes place in their midst and there doth sleepe Like to a shepheard midst his flocke of sheepe In his first sleepe call vp your hardiest cheare Vigor and violence and hold him there In spite of all his striuings to be gone He then will turne himselfe to euery one Of all things that in earth creepe and respire In water swim or shine in heauenly fire Yet still hold you him firme and much the more Presse him from passing But when as before When sleepe first bound his powres his forme ye see Then ceasse your force and th' old Heroe free And then demand which heauen-borne it may bee That so afflicts you hindring your retreate And free sea-passage to your natiue seate This said she diu'd into the wauie seas And I my course did to my ships addresse That on the sands stucke where arriu'd we made Our supper readie Then th'Ambrosian shade Of night fell on vs and to sleepe we fell Rosie Aurora rose we rose as well And three of them on whom I most relied For firme at euery force I chusde and hied Strait to the many-riuer-serued seas And all assistance askt the Deities Meane time Edâ—thea the seas broad brest Embrac't and brought for me and all my rest Foure of the sea-calues skins but newly flead To worke a wile which she had fashioned Vpon her Father Then within the sand A couert digging when these Calues should land She sate expecting We came close to her She plac't vs orderly and made vs weare Each one his Calues skin But we then must passe A huge exploit The sea-calues sauour was So passing sowre they still being bred at seas It much afflicted vs for who can please To lie by one of these same sea-bred whales But she preserues vs and to memorie calls A rare commoditie she fetcht to vs Ambrosia that an aire most odorous Beares still about it which she nointed round Our either nosthrils and in it quite drownd The nastie whale-smell Then the great euent The whole mornes date with spirits patient We lay expecting When bright Noone did flame Forth from the sea in Sholes the sea-calues came And orderly at last lay downe and slept Along the sands And then th' old sea-god crept From forth the deepes and found his sat calues there Suruaid and numberd and came neuer neare The craft we vsde but told vs fiue for calues His temples then diseasd with sleepe he salues And in rusht we with an abhorred crie Cast all our hands about him manfully And then th' old Forger all his formes began First was a Lion with a mightie mane Then next a Dragon a pide Panther then A vast Boare next and sodainly did straine All into water Last he was a tree Curld all at top and shot vp to the skie We with resolu'd hearts held him firmly still When th' old one held to streight for all his skill To extricate gaue words and questiond me Which of the Gods O Atreus sonne said he Aduisde and taught thy fortitude this sleight To take and hold me thus in my despight What asks thy wish now I replide Thou knowst Why doest thou aske What wiles are these thou showst I haue within this I le bene held for winde A
Alcinous Who honors her past equall She may boast More honor of him then the honord most Of any wife in earth can of her Lord How many more soeuer Realmes affoord That keepe house vnder husbands Yet no more Her husband honors her then her blest store Of gracious children All the Citie cast Eyes on her as a Goddesse and giue taste Of their affections to her in their praires Still as she decks the streets For all affaires Wrapt in contention she dissolues to men Whom she affects she wants no mind to deigne Goodnesse enough If her heart stand inclin'd To your dispatch hope all you wish to find Your friends your longing family and all That can within your most affections fall This said away the grey-eyd Goddesse flew Along th'vntamed sea Left the louely hew Scheria presented Out flew Marathon And ample-streeted Athens lighted on Where to the house thâ—â— casts so thicke a shade Of Erectheus she ingression made Vlysses to the loftie-builded Court Of King Alcinous made bold resort Yet in his heart cast many a thought before The brazen pauement of the rich Court bore His enterd person Like heauens two maine Lights The roomes illustrated both daies and nights On euery side stood firme a wall of brasse Euen from the threshold to the inmost passe Which bore a roofe vp that all Saphire was The brazen thresholds both sides did enfold Siluer Pilasters hung with gaâ—es of gold Whos 's Portall was of silueâ— ouer which A golden Cornish did the front enrich On each side Dogs of gold and siluer fram'd The houses Guard stood which the Deitie lam'd With knowing inwards had inspir'd and made That Death nor Age should their estates inuade Along the wall stood euery way a throne From th' entry to the Lobbie euery one Cast ouer with a rich-wrought cloth of state Beneath which the Phaeacian Princes sate At wine and food and feasted all the yeare Youths forg'd of gold at euery table there Stood bolding flaming torches that in night Gaue through the house each honourd Guest his light And to encounter feast with houswifry In one roome fiftie women did apply Their seuerall tasks Some apple-colourd corne Ground in faire Quernes and some did spindles turne Some worke in loomes no hand least rest receiues But all had motion apt as Aspen leaues And from the weeds they woue so fast they laid And so thicke thrust together thred by thred That th'oile of which the wooll had drunke his fill Did with his moisture in light dewes distill As much as the Phaeacian men exceld All other countrimen in Art to build A swift-saild ship so much the women there For worke of webs past other women were Past meane by Pallas meanes they vnderstood The grace of good works and had wits as good Without the Hall and close vpon the Gate A goodly Orchard ground was situate Of neare ten Acres about which was led A loftie Quickset In it flourished High and broad fruit trees that Pomegranats bore Sweet Figs Peares Oliues and a number more Most vsefull Plants did there produce their store Whose fruits the hardest Winter could not kill Nor hotest Summer wither There was still Fruite in his proper season all the yeare Sweet Zephire breath'd vpon them blasts that were Of varied tempers these he made to beare Ripe fruites these blossomes Peare grew after Peare Apple succeeded apple Grape the Grape Fig after Fig came Time made neuer rape Of any daintie there A spritely vine Spred here his roote whose fruite a hote sun-shine Made ripe betimes Here grew another greene Here some were gathering here some pressing seene A large-allotted seuerall each fruite had And all th'adornd grounds their apparance made In flowre and fruite at which the King did aime To the precisest order he could claime Two Fountaines grac't the garden of which one Powrd out a winding streame that ouer-runne The grounds for their vse chiefly th' other went Close by the loftie Pallace gate and lent The Citie his sweet benefit and thus The Gods the Court deckt of Alcinous Patient Vlysses stood a while at gaze But hauing all obseru'd made instant pace Into the Court where all the Peeres he found And Captaines of Phaeacia with Cups crownd Offring to sharp-eyd Hermes to whom last They vsde to sacrifise when Sleepe had cast His inclination through their thoughts But these Vlysses past and forth went nor their eies Tooke note of him for Pallas stopt the light With mists about him that vnstaid he might First to Alcinous and Arete Present his person and of both them she By Pallas counsell was to haue the grace Of foremost greeting Therefore his embrace He cast about her knee And then off flew The heauenly aire that hid him When his view With silence and with Admiration strooke The Court quite through but thus he silence broake Diuine Rhexenors of spring Arete To thy most honourd husband and to thee A man whom many labours haue distrest Is come for comfort and to euery guest To all whom heauen vouchsafe delightsome liues And after to your issue that suruiues A good resignement of the Goods ye leaue With all the honor that your selues receiue Amongst your people Onely this of me Is the Ambition that I may but see By your vouchsaft meanes and betimes vouchsaft My country earth since I haue long bin left To labors and to errors barrd from end And farre from benefit of any friend He said no more but left them dumbe with that Went to the harth and in the ashes sat Aside the fire At last their silence brake And Echinaeus th' old Heroe spake A man that all Phaeacians past in yeares And in perswasiue eloquence all the Peeres Knew much and vsde it well and thus spake he Alcinous it shewes not decently Nor doth your honor what you see admit That this your guest should thus abiectly sit His chaire the earth the harth his cushion Ashes as if apposde for food a Throne Adornd with duerites stands you more in hand To see his person plac't in and command That instantly your Heralds fill in wine That to the God that doth in lightnings shine We may do sacrifice for he is there Where these his reuerend suppliants appeare Let what you haue within be brought abroad To sup the stranger All these would haue showd This fit respect to him but that they stay For your precedence that should grace the way When this had wordadded to the well-inclin'd And sacred order of Alcinous mind Then of the great in wit the hand he seisd And from the ashes his faire person raisd Adâ—aâ—â—'t him to a well-adorned Throne And from his seate raisd his most loued sonne Laodamas that next himselfe was set To giue him place The handmaid then did get An Ewre of gold with water fild which plac't Vpon a Caldron all with siluer grac't She powrd out on their hands And then was spred A Table
forme of man Beginning where the Greeks a ship-boord went And euery Chiefe had set on fire his Tent. When th' other Kings in great Vlysses guide In Troys vast market place the horse did hide From whence the Troians vp to Ilion drew The dreadfull Engine Where sate all arew Their Kings about it many counsels giuen How to dispose it In three waies were driuen Their whole distractions first if they should feele The hollow woods heart searcht with piercing steele Or from the battlements drawne higher yet Deiect it headlong or that counterfet So vast and nouell set on sacred fire Vowd to appease each angerd Godheads ire On which opinion they thereafter saw They then should haue resolu'd th'vnalterd law Of Fate presaging that Troy then should end When th'hostile horse she should receiue to friend For therein should the Grecian Kings lie hid To bring the Fate and death they after did He sung besides the Greeks eruption From those their hollow crafts and horse forgone And how they made Depopulation tred Beneath her feete so high a Cities head In which affaire he sung in other place That of that ambush some man else did race The Ilion Towres then Laertiades But here he sung that he alone did seise With Menelaus the ascended roofe Of Prince Deiphobus and Mars like proofe Made of his valour a most dreadfull fight Daring against him And there vanquisht quite In litle time by great Mineruas aid All Ilions remnant and Troy leuell laid This the diuine Expressor did so giue Both act and passion that he made it liue And to Vlysses facts did breathe a fire So deadly quickning that it did inspire Old death with life and renderd life so sweet And passionate that all there felt it fleet Which made him pitie his owne crueltie And put into that ruth so pure an â—ie Of humane frailtie that to see a man Could so reuiue from Death yet no way can Defend from death his owne quicke powres it made Feele there deaths horrors and he felt life fade In teares his feeling braine swet for in things That moue past vtteâ—ance teares ope all their springs Nor are there in the Powres that all life beares More true interpreters of all then teares And as a Ladie mournes her sole-lou'd Lord That falne before his Citie by the sword Fighting to rescue from a cruell Fate His towne and children and in dead estate Yet panting seeing him wraps him in her armes Weeps shriekes and powres her health into his armes Lies on him striuing to become his shield From foes that still asâ—aile him speares impeld Through backe and shoulders by whose points embrude They raise and leade him into seruitude Labor and languor for all which the Dame Eates downe her cheekes with teares and feeds lifes flame With miserable sufferanc So this King Of teare-swet anguish op't a boundlesse spring Nor yet was seene to any one man there But King Alcinous who sate so neare He could not scape him sighs so chok't so brake From all his tempers which the King dâ—d take Both note and graue respâ—ct of and thus spake Heare me Phaeacian Counsellers and Peeres And ceasse Demodocus perhaps all eares Are not delighted with his song for euer Since the diuine Muse sung our Guest hath neuer Containd from secret mournings It may fall That something sung he hath bin grieu'd withall As touching his particular Forbeare That Feast may ioyntly comfort all hearts here And we may cheare our Guest vp t is our best In all due honor For our reuerend Guest Is all our celebration gifts and all His loue hath added to our Festiuall A Guest and suppliant too we should esteeme Deare as our brother one that doth but dreame He hath a soule or touch but at a mind Deathlesse and manly should stand so enclin'd Nor cloke you longer with your curious wit Lou'd Guest what euer we shall aske of it It now stands on your honest state to tell And therefore giue your name nor more conceale What of your parents and the Towne that beares Name of your natiue or of forreiners That neare vs border you are calld in fame There 's no man liuing walkes without a name Noble nor base but had one from his birth Imposde as fit as to be borne What earth People and citie owne you Giue to know Tell but our ships all that your way must show For our ships know th'expressed minds of men And will so most intentiuely retaine Their scopes appointed that they neuer errâ— And yet vse neuer any man to stere Nor any Rudders haue as others need They know mens thoughts and whither tends their speed And there will set them For you cannot name A Citie to them nor fat Soile that Fame Hath any notice giuen but well they know And will flie to them though they ebbe and flow In blackest clouds and nights and neuer beare Of any wracke or rocke the slendrest feare But this I heard my Sire Nausithous say Long since that Neptune seeing vs conuay So safely passengers of all degrees Was angry with vs and vpon our seas A well-built ship we had neare habor come From safe deduction of some stranger home Made in his flitting billowes sticke stone still And dimm'd our Citie like a mightie hill With shade cast round about it This report The old King made in which miraculous sort If God had done such things or left vndone At his good pleasure be it But now on And truth relate vs both whence you errd And to what Clime of men would be transferrd With all their faire Townes be they as they are If rude vniust and all irregular Or hospitable bearing minds that please The mightie Dâ—itie Which one of these You would be set at say and you are there And therefore what afflicts you why to heare The Fate of Greece and Ilion mourne you so The Gods haue done it as to all they do Destine destruction that from thence may rise A Poeme to instruct posterities Fell any kinsman before Ilion Some worthy Sire-in-law or like-neare sonne Whom next our owne blood and selfe-race we loue Or any friend perhaps in whom did moue A knowing soule and no vnpleasing thing Since such a good one is no vnderling To any brother for what fits true friends True wisedomâ— is that blood and birth transcends Finis libri octaui Hom. Odyss THE NINTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ODYSSES. THE Aâ—GVMENT VLysses here is first made knowne Who tels the sterne contention His powres did gainst the Cicons trie And thence to the Lotophagie Extends his conquest and from them Assayes the Cyclop Polypheme And by the crafts his wits apply He puts him out his onely eye Another 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The strangely fed Lotophagie The Cicons fled The Cyclops eye VLysses thus resolu'd the Kings demands Alcinous in whom this Empire stands You should not of so naturall right disherit Your princely feast as take from it
the spirit To heare a Poet that in accent brings The Gods brests downe and breathes them as he 〈◊〉 Is sweet and sacred nor can I conceiue In any common weale what more doth giue Note of the iust and blessed Empery Then to see Comfort vniuersally Cheare vp the people When in euery roofe She giues obseruers a most humane proofe Of mens contents To see a neighbours Feast Adorne it through and thereat heare the breast Of the diuine Muse men in order set A wine-page waiting Tables crownd with meate Set close to guests that are to vse it skilld The Cup-boords furnisht and the cups still filld This shewes to my mind most humanely faire Nor should you for me still the heauenly aire That stirrd my soule so for I loue such teares As fall from fit notes beaten through mine eares With repetitions of what heauen hath done And breake from heartie apprehension Of God and goodnesse though they shew my ill And therefore doth my mind excite me still To tell my bleeding mone but much more now To serue your pleasure that to ouer-flow My teares with such cause may by sighs be driuen Though ne're so much plagu'd I may seeme by heauen And now my name which way shall leade to all My miseries after that their sounds may fall Through your eares also and shew hauing fled So much affliction first who rests his head In your embraces when so farre from home I knew not where t' obtaine it resting roome I am Vlysses Laertiades The feare of all the world for policies For which my facts as high as heauen resound I dwell in Ithaca Earths most renownd All ouer-shadow'd with the Shake-leafe hill Tree-fam'd Neritus whose neare confines fill Ilands a number well inhabited That vnder my obseruance taste their bread Dulichius Samos and the-full-of food Zacynthus likewise grac't with store of wood But Ithaca though in the seas it lie Yet lies she so aloft she casts her eye Quite ouer all the neighbour Continent Farre Norward situate and being lent But litle fauour of the Morne and Sunne With barren rocks and cliffes is ouer-runne And yet of hardie youths a Nurse of Name 〈◊〉 could I see a Soile where ere I came More sweete and wishfull Yet from hence was I Withheld with horror by the Deitie Diuine Calypso in her cauie house Enflam'd to make me her sole Lord and Spouse Circe Aeaea too that knowing Dame Whose veines the like affections did inflame Detaind me likewise But to neithers loue Could I be tempted which doth well approue Nothing so sweete is as our countries earth And ioy of those from whom we claime our birth Though roofes farre richer we farre off possesse Yet from our natiue all our more is lesse To which as I contended I will tell The much-distrest-conferring-facts that fell By Ioâ—es diuine preuention since I set From ruin'd Troy my first foote in retreat From Ilion ill winds cast me on the Coast The Cicons hold where I emploid mine hoast For Ismarus a Citie built iust by My place of landing of which Victory Made me expugner I depeopl'd it Slue all the men and did their wiues remit With much spoile taken which we did diuide That none might need his part I then applide All spâ—ed for flight but my command therein Fooles that they were could no obseruance win Of many souldiers who with spoile fed hie Would yet fill higher and excessiuely Fell to their wine gaue slaughter on the shore Clouen-footed beeues and sheepe in mightie store In meane space Cicons did to Cicons crie When of their nearest dwellers instantly Many and better souldiers made strong head That held the Continent and managed Their horse with high skill on which they would fight When fittest cause seru'd and againe alight With soone seene vantage and on foote contend Their concourse swift was and had neuer end As thicke and sodaine t was as flowres and leaues Darke Spring discouers when she Light receaues And then began the bitter Fate of Ioue To alter vs vnhappie which euen stroue To giue vs suffrance At our Fleet we made Enforced stand and there did they inuade Our thrust-vp Forces darts encountred darts With blowes on both sides either making parts Good vpon either while the Morning shone And sacred Day her bright increase held on Though much out-matcht in number But as soone As Phoebus Westward fell the Cicons wonne Much hand of vs sixe proued souldiers fell Of euery ship the rest they did compell To seeke of Flight escape from Death and Fate Thence sad in heart we saild and yet our State Was something chear'd that being ouer-matcht so much In violent number our retreate was such As sau'd so many Our deare losse the lesse That they suruiu'd so like for like successe Yet left we not the Coast before we calld Home to our country earth the soules exhald Of all the friends the Cicons ouercame Thrice calld we on them by their seuerall name And then tooke leaue Then from the angry North Cloud-gathering Ioue a dreadfull storme calld forth Against our Nauie couerd shore and all With gloomie vapors Night did headlong fall From frowning Heauen And then hurld here and there Was all our Nauie the rude winds did teare In three in foure parts all their sailes and downe Driuen vnder hatches were we prest to drowne Vp rusht we yet againe and with tough hand Two daies two nights entoild we gat nere land Labours and sorrowes eating vp our minds The third cleare day yet to more friendly winds We masts aduanc't we white sails spred and sate Forewinds and guides againe did iterate Our ease and home-hopes which we cleare had reacht Had not by chance a sodaine North-wind fetcht With an extreame sea quite about againe Our whole endeuours and our course constraine To giddie round and with our bowd sailes greete Dreadfull Maleia calling backe our fleetâ— As farre forth as Cythaera Nine dayes more Aduerse winds tost me and the tenth the shore Where dwell the blossome-fed Lotophagie I fetcht fresh water tooke in instantly Fell to our food aship-boord and then sent Two of my choice men to the Continent Adding a third a Herald to discouer What sort of people were the Rulers ouer The land next to vs. Where the first they met Were the Lotophagie that made them eate Their Country diet and no ill intent Hid in their hearts to them and yet th' euent To ill conuerted it for hauing eate Their daintie viands they did quite forget As all men else that did but taste their feast Both country-men and country nor addrest Any returne t' informe what sort of men Made fixt abode there but would needs maintaine Abode themselues there and eate that food euer I made out after and was faine to seuer Th' enchanted knot by forcing their retreate That striu'd and wept and would not leaue their meate For heauen it selfe But dragging them to fleete I wrapt in sure
in fawnes would close As louing dogs when masters bring them home Relicks of feast in all obseruance come And sooth their entries with their fawnes and bounds All guests still bringing some scraps for their hounds So on these men the Wolues and Lyons rampt Their horrid paws set vp Their spirits were dampt To see such monstrous kindnesse staid at gate And heard within the Goddesse eleuate A voice diuine as at her web she wrought Subtle and glorious and past earthly thought As all the houswiferies of Deities are To heare a voice so rauishingly rare Polites one exceeding deare to me A Prince of men and of no meane degree In knowing vertue in all Acts 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 whose mind Discreete cares all wayes vsde to turne and wind Was yet surprisd with it and said O friends Some one abides within here that commends The place to vs and breathes a voice diuine As she some web wrought or her spindles twine She cherisht with her song the pauement rings With imitation of the tunes she sings Some woman or some Goddesse t is Assay To see with knocking Thus said he and they Both knockt and calld and straight her shining gates She opened issuing bade them in to cates Led and vnwise they follow'd all but one Which was Eurylochus who stood alone Without the gates suspicious of a sleight They enterd she made sit and her deceit She cloakt with Thrones and goodly chaires of State Set hearby honey and the delicate Wine brought from Smyrna to them meale and cheese But harmefull venoms she commixt with these That made their Countrey vanish from their thought Which eate she toucht them with a rod that wrought Their transformation farre past humane wunts Swines snowts swines bodies tooke they bristles grunts But still retaind the â—oules they had before Which made them mourne their bodies change the more She shut them straight in sties and gaue them meate Oke-mast and beech and Cornell fruite they eate Groueling like swine on earth in fowlest sort Eurylochus straight hasted the report Of this his fellowes most remorcefull fate Came to the ships but so excruciate Was with his woe he could not speake a word His eyes stood full of teares which shew'd how stor'd His mind with mone remaind We all admir'd Askt what had chanc't him earnestly desir'd He would resolue vs. At the last our eyes Enflam'd in him his fellowes memories And out his griefe burst thus You willd we went Through those thicke woods you saw when a descent Shew'd vs a faire house in a lightsome ground Where at some worke we heard a heauenly sound Breath'd from a Goddesse or a womans brest They knockt she op't her bright gates each her guest Her faire inuitement made nor would they stay Fooles that they were when she once led the way I enterd not suspecting some deceit When all together vanisht nor the sight Of any one though long I lookt mine eye Could any way discouer Instantly My sword and bow reacht I bad shew the place When downe he fell did both my knees embrace And praid with teares thus O thou kept of God Do not thy selâ—e lose nor to that aboad Leade others rashly both thâ— selfe and all Thou ventur'st thither I know well must fall In one sure ruine with these few then flie We yet may shunne the others destinie I answerd him Eurylochâ—s stay thou And keepe the ship then eate and drinke I now Will vndertake th' aduenture there is cause In great Necessities vnalterd lawes This said I left both ship and seas and on Along the sacred vallies all alone Went in discouery till at last I came Where of the maineâ— medcine-making Dâ—me I saw the great house where encounterd me The golden-rod-sustaining Mercâ—rie Euen entring Circes doores He met me in A young mans likenesse of the first-flowr'd chin Whose forme hath all the grace of one so yong He first cald to me then my hand he wrung And said Thouno-place-finding-for repose Whither alone by these hill-confines goes Thy erring foote Th' art entring Circes house Where by her medcines blacke and sorcerous Thy souldiers all are shut in well-armd sties And turnd to swine Art thou arriu'd with prise Fit for their ransomes Thou com'st out no more If once thou enterst Like thy men before Made to remaine here But I le guard â—hee free And saue thee in her spite receiue of me This faire and good receipt with which once arm'd Enter her roofes for th' art to all proofe charm'd Against the ill day I will tell thee all Her banefull counsaile With a festiuall Shee le first receiue thee but will spice thy bread With flowrie poysons yet vnaltered Shall thy firme forme be for this remedy Stands most approu'd gainst all her Sorcery Which thus particularly shunne When she Shall with her long rod strike thee instantly Draw from thy thigh thy sword and flie on her As to her slaughter She surprisde with feare And loue at first will bid thee to her bed Nor say the Goddesse nay that welcomed Thou maist with all respect be and procure Thy fellowes freedomes But before make sure Her fauours to thee and the great oath take With which the blessed Gods assurance make Of all they promise that no preiudice By stripping thee of forme and faculties She may so much as once attempt on thee This said he gaue his Antidote to me Which from the earth he pluckt and told me all The vertue of it With what Deities call The name it beares And Moly they impose For name to it The roote is hard to loose From hold of earth by mortals but Gods powre Can all things do T is blacke but beares a fâ—owre As white as milke And thus flew Mercurie Vp to immense Olympus gliding by The sylâ—an Iland I made backe my way To Circes house my mind of my assay Much thought reuoluing At her gates I staid And cald she heard and her bright doores displaid Inuited led I followed in but tract With some distraction In a Throne she plac't My welcome person Of a curious frame T was and so bright I sate as in a flame A foote-stoole added In a golden boule She then subornd a potion in her soule Deformd things thinking for amidst the wine She mixt her man-transforming medicine Which when she saw I had deuourd she then No more obseru'd me with her soothing vaine But strooke me with her rod and To her Sty Bad out away and with thy fellowes lie I drew my sword and charg'd her as I ment To take her life When out she cri'd and bent Beneath my sword her knees embracing 〈◊〉 And full of teares said Who of what high line Art thou the issue whence what shores sustaine Thy natiue Citie I amaz'd remaine That drinking these my venomes th' art not turnd Neuer drunke any this cup but he mournd In other likenesse if it once had past The iuorie bounders of his tongue
And as in hungry vow To needfull food a man at fixed Plow To whom the black Oxe all day long hath turn'd The stubborne fallowes vp his stomacke burn'd VVith empty heate and appetite to food His knees afflicted with his spirit-spent blood At length the long-expected Sun-set sees That the may sit to foode and rest his knees So to Vlysses set the friendly light The Sun affoorded with as wish'â—a â—ight VVho straight bespake that Ore-affecting State But did in chiefe his speech appropriate To him by Name that with their Rule was crown'd Alcinous Of all men most renown'd Dismisse me with as safe passe as you vow Your offering past and may the Gods to you In all contentment vse as full a hand For now my landing heere and stay shall stand In all perfection with my hearts desire Both my so safe deduction to aspire And louing gifts which may the Gods to me As blest in vse make as your acts are free Euen to the finding firme in loue and life VVith all desir'd euent my friends and wife VVhen as my selfe shall liue delighted there May you with yourwiues rest as happy here Your Sonnes and Daughters in particular State With euery vertue rendred consummate And in your generall Empire may ill neuer Approch your Land but good your good quit euer This all applauded and all ioyntly cried Dismisse the Stranger he hath dignified With fit speech his dismission Then the King Thus charg'd the Herrald Fill for offering A bowl of wine which through the whol large house Dispose to all men that propitious Our Father Ioue made with our prayers we may Giue home our Guest in full and wished way This said Pontonous commixt a Bowle Of such sweete wine as did delight the soule VVhich making sacred to the blessed Gods That hold in broad heauen their supreame abodes God-like Vlysses from his chaire arose And in the hands of th' Empresse did impose The all-round Cup To whom faire spoke he saide Reioyce O Queene and be your ioyes repaide By heauen for me till age and death succeede Both which inflict their most vnwelcome neede On Men and Dames alike And first for me I must from hence to both Liue you heere free And euer may all liuing blessings spring Your ioy in Children Subiects and your King This saide diuine Vlysses tooke his way Before whom the vnalterable sway Of King Alcinous virtue did command A Heralds fit attendance to the Strand And Ship appointed VVith him likewise went Handmaids by Aretes iniunction sent One bore an Out and In-weede faire and sweete The other an embroider'd Cabinet The third had Bread to beare and ruddy wine All which at Sea and Ship arriu'd resigne Their Freight confer'd VVith faire attendants then The sheets and bedding of the Man of men VVithin a Cabin of the hollow Keele Spred and made soft that sleepe might sweetly seele His restfull eyes He enter'd and his Bed In silence tooke The Rowers ordered Themselues in seuerall seates and then set gone The Ship the Gable from the hollow stone Dissolu'd and weigh'd vp Altogether close Then beate the Sea His lids in sweeâ—e repose Sleepe bound so fast it scarse gaue way to breath Inexcitable most deare next of all to death And as amids a faire field foure braue horse Before a Chariot stung into their course With feruent lashes of the smarting Scourge That all their fire blowes high and makes them vrge To vtmost speede the measure of their ground So bore the Ship aloft her fiery Bound About whom rusht the billowes blacke and vast In which the Sea-roares burst As firme as fast She ply'd her Course yet Nor her winged speede The Faulcou gentle could for pace exceede So cut she through the waues and bore a Man Euen with the Gods in counsailes that began And spent his former life in all misease Battailes of men and rude waues of the Seas Yet now securely slept forgetting all And when heauens brightest star that first doth call The early morning out aduanc't her head Then neere to Ithaca the Billow-bâ—ed Phâ—â—â—cian Ship approch't There is a Port That th' aged Sea-God Phâ—rcys makes his Foâ—â— Whose earth the Ithaceâ—siâ—â— people owne In which two Rockes inaccessible are growne Farre forth into the Sea vvhose each strength binds The boistrous waues in from the high-flowne winds On both the out-parts so that all within The well-built Ships that once their harbour win In his calme bosome without Anchor rest Safe and vnstir'd From forth the hauens high crest Branch the well-brawn'd armes of an Oliue tree Beneath which runs a Caue from all Sun free Coole and delightsome Sacred to th' accesse Of Nymphs whose sur-names are the 〈◊〉 In which flew humming Bees in which lay throwne Stone cups Stone vessels Shittles all of stone With which the Nymphs their purple Mantles woue In whose contexture Art and wonder stroue In which pure Springs perpetually ran To which two entries were the one for man On which the North breath'd th' other for the gods On which the South and that bore no abodes For earthy men But onely deathlesse feete Had there free way This Port these men thoght meet To Land Vlysses being the first they knew Drew then their Ship in but no further drew Then halfe her bulke reach â—t by such cunning hand Her course was manag'd Then her men tooke land And first brought forth Vlysses Bed and all That richly furnisht it he still in thrall Of all-subduing sleepe Vpon the sand They set him softly downe and then the Strand They strew'd with all the goods he had bestow'd By the renown'd Phaeacians sincâ— he show'd So much Minerua At the Oliue roote They drew them then in heape most far from foote Of any Trauailer least ere his eyes Resum'd their charge they might be others prize These then turn'd home nor was the seas supreme Forgetful of his threats for Polypheme Bent at diuine Vlysses yet would proue Ere their performance the decree of Ioue Father No more the Gods shall honor me Since men despise me and those men that see The Light in Linage of mine owne lou'd race I vow'd Vlysses should before the grace Of his returne encounter woes enow To make that purchase deare yet did not vow Simply against it since thy Brow had bent To his reduction in the fore-consent Thou hadst vouchsaf't it yet before my minde Hath full powre on him the Phaeacians finde Their owne minds satisfaction vvith his Passe So farre from suffering what my pleasure was That ease and softnesse now is habited In his secure brest and his carelesse head Return'd in peace of sleepe to Ithaca The Brasse and Gold of rich Phaeacia Rocking his Temples Garments richly wouen And worlds of Prize more then was euer strouen From all the conflicts he sustain'd at Troy If safe he should his full share there inioy The Showre-dissoluer answerd VVhat a speech Hath past thy Pallate O thou great
And gainst a Cypresse threshold staid his head The tree wrought smooth and in a line direct Tried by the Plumbe and by the Architect The Prince then bad the Herdsman giue him bread The finest there and see that prostrated At-all-parts-plight of his giuen all the cheare His hands could turne to Take saide he and beare These cates to him and bid him beg of all These wooers heere and to their feastiuall Beare vp with all the impudence he can Bashfull behauiour fits no needy Man He heard and did his will Hold Guest saide he Telemachus commends these cates to thee Bids thee beare vp and all these woo'rs implore Wit must make Impudent whom Fate makes pore O Ioue said he do my poore pray'rs the grace To make him blessed'st of the mortall race And euery thought now in his generous heart To deeds that further my desires conuert Thus tooke he in with hoth his hands his store And in the vncouth Scrip that lay before His ill-shod feete repos'd it whence he fed All time the Musicke to the Feasters plaid Both ioyntly ending Then began the woo'rs To put in old act their tumultuous pow'rs When Pallas standing close did prompt her frend To proue how farre the bounties would extend Of those proud wooers so to let him try Who most who least had learn'd humanity Howeuer no thought toucht Mineruaes minde That any one should scape his wreake design'd He handsomly became all crept about To euery wooer held a forc't hand out And all his worke did in so like a way As he had practis'd begging many a day And though they knew all beggers could do this Yet they admir'd it as no deede of his Though farre from thought of other vs'd expence And pitty to him who he was and whence Enquiring mutually Melanthius then Heare me ye wooers of the farre-fam'd Queen About this begger I haue seene before This face of his and know for certaine more That this Swaine brought him hither What he is Or whence he came flies me Reply to this Antinous made and mockt Eumaeus thus O thou renowned Herdsman why to vs Brought'st thou this begger Serues it not Our hands That other Land-leapers and Cormorands Prophane poore knaues lye on vs vnconducted But you must bring them So amisse instructed Art thou in course of thrift as not to know Thy Lords goods wrackt in this their ouer-flow VVhich thinkst thou nothing that thou calst in these Eumaeus answer'd Though you may be wise You speak not wisely VVho cals in a Guest That is a guest himselfe None cal to Feast Other then men that are of publique vse Prophets or Poets whom the Gods produce Physitians for mens ils or Architects Such men the boundlesse earth affoords respects Bounded in honour and may call them wel But poore men who cals Who doth so excell In others good to do himselfe an ill But all Vlysses seruants haue bene still Eye-sores in your waie more then all that woo And cheefly I. But what care I for you As long as these roofes hold as thrals to none The wiâ—e Penelope and her God-like Sonne Forbeare said he and leaue this tongues bold ill Antinous vses to be crossing still And giue sharpe words his blood that humor beares To set men stil together by the eares But turning then t' Antinous O saide he You entertaine a Fathers care of me To turne these eating guests out T is aduise Of needful vse for my poore faculties But God doth not allow this There must be Some care of poore men in humanitie What you your selues take giue I not enuy But giue command that hospitality Be giuen al strangers Nor shal my pow'rs feare If this mood in me reach my Mothers eare Much lesse the seruants that are heere to see Vlysses house kept in his old degree But you beare no such mind your wits more cast To fill your selfe then let another tast Antinous answer'd him Braue spoken man VVhose minds free fire see check't no vertue can If all we wooers heere would giue as much As my minde serues his Larges should be such As would for three months serue his farre off way From troubling your house with more cause of stay This said he tooke a stoole vp that did rest Beneath the boord his spangled feete at feast And offer'd at him But the rest gaue all And fil'd his fulsome Scrip with Festiuall And so Vlysses for the present was And for the future furnisht and his passe Bent to the doore to eate Yet could not leaue Antinous so but said Do you to giue Lou'd Lord your presence makes a shew to me As you not worst were of the company But best and so much that you seeme the King And therefore you should giue some better thing Then bread like others I will spred your praise Through all the wide world that haue in my daies Kept house my selfe and trod the wealthy waies Of other men euen to the Title Blest And often haue I giuen an erring Guest How meane soeuer to the vtmost gaine Of what he wanted kept whole troopes of men And had all other commings in with which Men liue so well and gaine the fame of Rich. Yet Ioue consum'd all he would haue it so To which his meane was this he made me go Farre off for Egypt in the rude consort Of all-waies-wandring Pyrats where in Port I bad my lou'd men draw their Ships ashore And dwell amongst them Sent out some t'explore Vp to the Mountaines who intemperate And their inflam'd bloods bent to satiate Forrag'd the rich fields hal'd the women thence And vnwean'd children with the foule expence Both of their fames and bloods The cry then flew Straight to the City and the great fields grew With horse and foot and flam'd with iron armes VVhen Ioue that breaks the Thunder in Alarmes An ill flight cast amongst my men Not one Inspir'd with spirit to stand and turne vpon The fierce pursuing foe and therefore stood Their ill fate thicke about them some in blood And some in bondage Toiles led by constraint Fasting vpon them Me along they sent To Cyprus with a stranger Prince they met Dmetor Iasides who th' Imperiall seat Of that sweete Island swaid in strong command And thus feele I heere Needs contemned hand And what God sent saide he this suffering bane To vex our banquet Stand off nor prophane My boord so boldly lest I shew thee here Cyprus and Egypt made more soure then there You are a sawcy set fac't Vagabond About with all you go and they beyond Discretion giue thee since they finde not heere The least proportion set downe to their cheere But euery Fountaine hath his vnder floods It is no Bounty to giue others goods O Gods replied Vlysses I see now You beare no soule in this your goodly show Beggers at your boord I perceiue should get Scarse salt from your hands if theÌ„ selues broght meat Since sitting where anothers boord is spread That flowes
pow'rs that to my turning ioynts Conuey the vitall heate And as all night Pandareus daughter poore Edone sings Clad in the verdure of the yearly Springs VVhen she for Itylus her loued Sonne By Zetus issue in his madnesse done To cruell death poures out her hourely mone And drawes the eares to her of euery one So flowes my mone that cuts in two my minde And here and there giues my discourse the winde Vncertain whether I shal with my Son Abide still heere the safe possession And guard of all goods Reuerence to the bed Of my lou'd Lord and to my far-off spred Fame with the people putting still in vse Or follow any best Greeke I can chuse To his fit house with treasure infinite VVon to his Nuptials VVhile the infant plight And want of iudgement kept my Son in guide He was not willing with my being a Bride Nor with my parting from his Court But now Arriu'd at mans state he would haue me vow My loue to some one of my wooers heere And leaue his Court offended that their cheere Should so consume his free possessions To settle then a choice in these my mones Heare and expound a dreame that did engraue My sleeping fancy Twenty Geese I haue All which me thought mine eye saw tasting wheate In water steep't and ioy'd to see them eate VVhen straight a crooke-beak't Eagle from a hill Stoop't and trust all their neckes and all did kill VVhen all left scatter'd on the Pauement there She tooke her wing vp to the Gods faire sphere I euen amid my Dreame did weepe and mourne To see the Eagle with so shrew'd a turne Stoope my sad turrets when me thought there came About my mournings many a Grecian Dame To cheere my sorrowes in whose most extreame The Hawke came back and on the prominent beame That crost my Chamber fell and vs'd to me A humane voice that sounded horribly And saide Be confident Icarius seed This is no dreame but what shall chance indeed The Geese the wooers are the Eagle I VVas heeretofore a Fowle but now imply Thy husbands Beeing and am come to giue The wooers death that on my Treasure liue With this Sleepe left me and my waking way I tooke to try if any violent prey Were made of those my Fowles which well enoâ—â—â—â— I as before found feeding at their Trough Their yoted wheate O woman he replide Thy dreame can no interpretation bide But what the Eagle made who was your Lord And saide himselfe would sure effect afford To what he told you that confusion To all the wooers should appeare and none Escape the Fate and death he had decreed She answer'd him O Guest these dreames exceede The Art of man t' interpret and appere Without all choise or forme nor euer were Perform'd to all at all parts But there are To these light Dreames that like thin vapors fare Two two-leau'd gates the one of Iuory The other Horne Those dreames that Fantasie Takes from the polisht Iuory Port delude The Dreamer euer and no truth include Those that the glittering Horn-gate le ts abrode Do euermore some certaine truth abode But this my dreame I hold of no such sort To flye from thence yet which soeuer Port It had accesse from it did highly please My Son and me And this my thoughts professe That Day that lights me from Vlysses Court Shall both my infamy and curse consort I therefore purpose to propose them now In strong Contention Vlysses Bow Which he that easly drawes and from his draft Shoots through twelue Axes as he did his shaft All set vp in a rowe And from them all His stand-farre-off kept firme my fortunes shall Dispose and take me to his house from hence VVhere I was wed a Maide in confluence Of feast and riches such a Court heâ—re then As I shall euer in my dreames reteine Do not said he deferre the gamefull prise But set to taske their importunities With something else then Nuptials For your Lord VVill to his Court and Kingdome be restor'd Before they thred those steeles or draw his Bow O Guest repli'de Penelope would you Thus sit and please me with your speech mine eares VVould neuer let mine eye-lids close their Spheares But none can liue without the death of sleepe Th'Immortals in our mortall memories keepe Our ends and deaths by sleepe diuiding so As by the Fate and portion of our wo Our times spent heere to let vs nightly try That while we liue as much as liue we dye In which vse I will to my bed ascend VVhich I bedeaw with teares and sigh past end Through all my houres spent since I lost my ioy For vile lew'd neuer-to-be-named Troy Yet there I le proue for sleepe which take you here Or on the earth if that your custome were Or haue a bed dispos'd for warmer rest Thus left she with her Ladies her old Guest Ascended her faire chamber and her bed VVhose sight did euer duly make her shed Teares for her Lord which still her eyes did steepe Till Pallas shut them with delightsome sleepe The End of the Nineteenth Booke of Homers Odysses THE TWENTITH BOOKE OF HOMERS ODYSSES. THE ARGVMENT VLysses in the Wooers Beds Resoluing first to kill the Maids That sentence giuing off His care For other Obiects dotâ— prepare Another 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Ioues thunder chides but cheers the king The Wooers prides discoÌ„mfiting VLysses in the Entry laâ—de his head And vâ—der him an Oxe-hide newly flead Aboue him Sheep fels storâ— oâ—â—r those Eurynome cast Mantles His repose VVould bring â—o sleepe yet studying the ill He wisht the wooers who came by him still VVith all their wencâ—es laughing wantoning In mutuall lightnesse which his heart did sting Contending two wayes if all patience fled He should rush vp and strike those Strumpets dead Or let that night be last and take th' extreme Of those proud wooers â—hat were so supreme In pleasure of their high fed fantasies His heart did barke within him to surprize Their spoâ—ts with spoiles No fell shee Mastiue can Amongst her whelpes flye eagrer on a man She doth not know yet sents him something neare And faine would come to please her tooth and teare Then his disdaine to see his Roofe so fil'de VVith those fowle fashions Grew within him wilde To be in blood of them But finding best In his free iudgement to let passion rest He chid his angry spirit and beate his brest And said Forbeare my minde and thinke on this There hath bene time when bitter agonies Haue tried thy patience Call to minde the day In which the Cyclop which past manly sway Of violent strength deuour'd thy friends thou then Stoodst firmely bold till from that hellish den Thy wisedom broght thee off wheÌ„ nought but death Thy thoughts resolu'd on This discourse did breath The fiery boundings of his heart that still Lay in that aesture without end his ill Yet manly suffering But from side to side It