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The divine poem of Musæus. First of all bookes. Translated according to the originall, by Geo: Chapman; De Herone et Leandro. English
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Musaeus, Grammaticus.; Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.
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Abydus ancient Towres The Roaring Sea lamenting to these houres Leanders Loue and Death But saie howe came Hee at Abydus borne to feele the flame Of Heroes Loue at Sestus and to binde In Chaines of equall fire bright Heroes minde ¶ The Gracefâ—ll Hero borne of gentle blood Was Venus Priest and since she vnderstood No Nuptiall Language from her Parents she Dwelt in a Towre that ouer-lookt the Sea For shamefastnesse and chastity she raign'd Another Goddesse Nor was euer traind In Womens companies Nor learn'd to tâ—ed A gracefull Dance to which such yeares are bred The enuâ—ous spights of Women she did fly Women for Beauty their owne sex enuy All her Deuotion was to Venus done And to his heauenly Mother her great Sonne Would reconcile with Sacrifices euer And euer trembled at his flaming Quiuer Yet scap't not so his fiery shafts her Brest For now the popular Venerean Feast Which to Adoniâ— and great Cyprias State The Sestians yearely vs'de to celebrate Was Come and to that holy day came all That in the bordering Isles the Sea did wall To it in Flockes they flew from Cyprus these Enuiron'd with the rough Carpathian Seas These from Haemonia nor remain'd a Man Of all the Townes in â—h'Isles Cytherean Not one was left that vs'de to dance vpon The 〈◊〉 of â—dorifferous Libanon Not one of Phrygia not one of All The Neighâ—orâ— seated neere the Festiuall Nor one of opposite Abydus Shore Nonâ— of all these that Virgins fauours wore Were absent All such fill the flowing way When Fame proclaimes a solemne holy daâ— Not bent so much to offer holy Flames As to the Beauties of assembled Dames ¶ The Virgin Hero enter'd th'oly place And gracefull beames cast round about her face Like to the bright Orbe of the rising Moone The Top-spheres of her snowy cheekes pus on A glowing rednesse like the two hu'de Rose Her odorous Bud begiâ—ning to disclose You would haue saide in all her Liâ—eaments A Meddâ—â— full of Roâ—es she presents All ouer her she blush't which putting on Her white Robe reaching to her Ankles shone While she in passiâ—g did heâ— feete dispose As she had wholly bene a moouing Rose Graces in Numbers from her parts did flow The Ancients therefore â—ince they did not know Heroes vnbâ—undeâ— Beauties falâ—ely faâ—n'd Onely â—hree Graces for when Hero strain'd Into a smile her Priestly Modestie A hundred Graces grew from either â—ye A fit oâ—e sure the Cyprian Goddâ—sse found To be her Ministresse And so highly crown'd With worth her Grace was past all other Dames That of a Priest made to the Queenâ— of Flames A New Queene of them She in all eyes shin'de And did so vndermine each tender minde Of all the yong-men that theâ—e was not One But wish't faire Hero wer his wife or None Nor could she stirre about the wel-built Phane This way or that but euery way shee wan A following minde in all Men which their â—yes Lighted with all their inmost Faculties Cleerely confirm'd And One admiring said All Sparâ—a I haue trauail'd and survai'd The Citty Lacedemon where we heare All Beauties Labors and contentions were A woman yet so wise and delicate I neuer saw It may be Venus gate One of the yonger Graces to supply The place of Priest hood to her Deity Euen tyr'de I am with sight yet doth not finde A â—aâ—isfacâ—ion by my siâ—ht my Minde O could I once ascend sweete Heroes bed Let me be straight found in her bosome dead I would not wish to be in heauen a God Were Hero heere my wiâ—e But if forbod To lay prophâ—ne hands on thy holye Priest O Venus with another such assist My Nuptial Longings Thus pray'd all that spake The rest their wounds hid and in Frenzies bâ—ake Her Beauties Fire being so supprest so rag'd But thou Leander more then all engag'd Wouldst not when thou hadst view'd th'amasing Maide Waste with cloâ—e stings and seeke no open aide But with the â—â—aming Arrowes of her eyes Wounded vnwares thou wouldst in sacrifice Vent th'inflammation thy buâ—nt blood did proue Or Liâ—e with sacred Medicine of her Loue. ¶ Buâ— now the Loue-brand in his eie-beamâ—s buâ—n'd And with th' vnconquer'd fire his heart was turn'd Into a Coale together wrought the Flame The vertuous beauty of a spotleâ—â—e Dame Sharper to Men is then the swiftest Shaft Hâ—s Eye â—he way by which his Heart is caught And from the stroke his eye sustaines the wounde Open's within and doth his Intrailes sounde Amaze then â—ooke him Impudence and Shame Made Earthquakes in him with their Frost and Flame His Heart betwixt them tost till Reuerence Tooke all these Prisoners in him and from thence Hâ—r matâ—â—less beaâ—ty with 〈◊〉 〈…〉 bâ—nds 〈◊〉 Aguish Lâ—ue that lenâ— Shâ—me and Obseruance Licenc'st their remoue And wiâ—ely liking Imâ—udence in Loue Sâ—lâ—nt he went anâ— stood against the Maide And in side glances â—aintly he conuaide His crafâ—y eyes about her with dumbe showes Tempting her minde to Error And now growes She to conceiue his subtle 〈◊〉 and ioy'd Since he was gracefull Then herselfe imploy'd Her womanish cunning turning from him quiâ—e Her Louely Count'nance giuing yet some Light Euen by her darke signes of her kindling fire With vp and down-lookes wheâ—ting his desire He ioy'd at heart to see Loues sence in her And no contempt of what he did prefer And while he wish't vnseene to vrge the rest The day shrunke downe her beames to lowest West And East The Euen-starre tooke vantage of her shade Then boldly he his kinde apâ—roches made And as he saw the Russet clouds encrease He strain'd her Roâ—â—e hand and held his peace But sigh'd as Silence had his bosom broke When She as silent put on Anger 's cloake And drew her hand backe He descerning well Her would and would not to her boldlier fell And her elaborate Robe with much cost wrought About her waste eâ—bracing On he brought His Loue to â—h'in-parts of the reuerend Phâ—ne She as her Loue-sparkes more and more did wane Went slowly on and with a womans words Threatning Leander thus his boldnesse bords ¶ Why Stranger Are you mad â—ll-fated Man Why hale you thus a Virgin Sestian Keepe on your way Let go Feaâ—e to offend The Noblesse of my birth-rights â—ither Friend It ill become's you to solicite thus The Priest of Venus Hopelesse dangerous The bar'd vp-way is to a Virgins bed Thus for the Maiden forme she menaced But he well knew that when these Female mindâ—s Breake out in fury they are certaine signes Of their perswasions Womens threats once showne Shewes in it onely all you wish your Owne And therefore of the rubi-coloured Maide The odorous Necke he with a kisse assaid And stricken with the sting of Loue he praâ—'d Deare Venus next to Venus you must go And next Minerua â—race Minerua to Your like with â—arthly Dames no light can show To Ioâ—es great Dauâ—hters â— must liken you Blest was thy great Begetter blest was she Whose wombe did beare thee