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A11911	Lucii Annei Senecæ tragedia prima quæ inscribitur Hercules furens nuper recognita, & ab omnibus mendis, quibus antea scatebat sedulo purgata, & in studiosæ iuuentutis vtilitate[m], in Anglicum metrum tanta fide conuersa, vt carmen pro carmine quoad Anglica lingua patiatur pene redditum videas. Per Iasperum Heyvvodum Oxoniensem. = The first tragedie of Lucius Anneus Seneca, intituled Hercules furens, newly pervsed and of all faultes whereof it did before abound diligently corrected, and for the profit of young schollers so faithfully translated into English metre, that ye may se verse for verse tourned as farre as the phrase of the english permitteth by Iasper Heywood studient in Oxford; Hercules furens. English and Latin	Seneca, Lucius Annaeus, ca. 4 B.C.-65 A.D.; Heywood, Jasper, 1535-1598.	1561 (1561)	STC 22223; ESTC S110867	46,410	186

pale deth with gredyteeth so wide Unnūbred natiōs hath set down to sprights with one boate man all ouer feryed bee God graūt thou maist of hl subdue y t tights And vnreueked webs of systers three There kyng of many people raigneth hee who whe thou didst w t Nestors Pylos fight Pesti●…erous hāds applide to matche w e thee weapon bare with triple mace of might And prickt with litle wound he fled awaye and lorde of death hymselfe did feare to dye Breake fate by force let the syght of daye to sory sprights of hell apparentlye and porche vnpast shew way to gods aboue the cruel lords of sprights with plesant song And hūble bown ful wel could Orpheꝰmoue while he Eurydicen them craues among The art y t drew woods birds stones at w●… which made delay to flouds of flitting flight At soūd wherof the sauage beasts stood styll with tunes vnwōt doth ghosts of hel delight And cleerer dothe resounde in darker place wepe with teares did gods of cruell brest And they which fautes with to seuere a face do seeke former gylt of ghosts out wrest The Thracian daughters wails Eurydicē for her the iudges weeping sitte also We cōquerd ar chief kyng of death said thē to godds but vnder this cōdition goe Behynd thy husbands back kepe y ● thy way looke thou not backe thy wyfe before to see Thā the to sight of gods hath brought y t day and gate of Spartane Taenare present bee Loue hates delay nor coulde abyde so long his gyfte he loste while he desires the syght The place y t coulde be thus subdewd w e song that place may soone be ouercom by myght THE THYRDE ACTE Hercules QComfortable guyde of lyght and honour of the skye That cōpassyng both hemyspheres with flamyng charyot hys Thy radiant head to ioyfull landes about the worlde doste bryng Thou Phoebus pardon geue to me yf any vnlawfull thyng Thyne eyes haue seene commanded I haue here to lyght out fette The secretes of the worlde and thow of heauen o guyder grette And parent eke in flashe out throwne of lyghtnyng hyde thy syght And thou that gouernest the seas with seconde sceptors myght To bottome synke of deepest waues who so from hye dothe see And dreadyng yet with cowntnance newe the erthe defylde to bee Let hym from hens turne backe his syght and face to heauen vpholde These mōstrous syghts to shoon let twain this mischiefe great beholde He who it brought and she that badde for paynefull toyles to me And labours long not all the earthe thowght wyde ynough may be For Iunoes hate thyngs vncome to of all men I dyd see Unknowne to sonne and spaces wyde that darke and shadesull bee Whiche woorser poale geeues dyrer Ioue to raigne and rule theryn And yet yf thyrde place pleasyd more for me to enter yn I there coulde raigne the Chaos of eternall nyght of hell And woorse then nyght the dolefull godds I haue that there dood ●…ll And fates subdude the deathe contemnde I am returnde to lyght What yet remaynes I sawe and showde the spryghts of hell to syght Appoynte yf ought be more doste thou my hands so long permyt Iuno to ceasse what thyng bydst thou to be subdued yet But why doo cruell sowldyars holde the holy temples wyde And dreade of armour sacred porche beset on euery syde Amphitryon Hercules Theseus DOo eyther ells my great desyres delude and mocke myne eyes Or hath the tamer of the worlde and greekes renowne lykewyse For sooke the silent howse besette with cloude full sadde to see Is this my soone my membres loe for ioy amased bee Oh sonne the sure and sauegarde late of Thebes in mysery See I thy bodye true in deede or els deceyude am I Mo●…t with thy spright art thou the same●… these brawnes of armes I knowe And shoulders and thy noble handes From body hye that growe HER. Whens father happs this vglynes And why in mournyng cladde Is thus my wyfe howe happs it that with fylthe so fowle bestadde My chyldren are what myserye doothe thus my howse oppresse AM. Thy father in la●…e is slayne the kyngdome Lycus doothe possesse Thy sonnes thy parent and thy wyfe to deathe pursueth he HER. Ungratefull land dothe no man come that will an ayder be Of Hercles howse and this behelde so greate and heynous wrong Hath th' ayded worlds but why weare I the daye in playnt so long Let th'enmy dye and this renowne let strengthe obtayne in haste And of Alcides enmyes all let Lycus be the laste I dryuen am to goe to shedde the blood of enmye out Watche Theseu that no sodayne strength beeset vs heere about Me warres requyre enbracyng yet deferre O father deare And wyfe deferre them Lycus shall to hell this message beare That I am nowe returnde THE. Shake of O queene out of thyne eyes This weepyng face and thou sens that thy sonne is safe lykewyse Thy droppyng teares refrayne yf yet I Hercles euer knewe Then Lycus shall for Creon paye the paynes to hym full dewe Tis lyght he shall he doothe and thats to lyght he hathe it doone AM. Now god that can them bring to passe speede well our wyshes soone And come to helpe our weary woes O noble harted mate Of my stoute sonne of his renowne declare vs all the rate Howe long a waye doothe leade to place where sory sprights doo dwell And howe the harde and heauy bonds the dogge hathe borne of hell THE. The deedes y ● doost constrayne to tell that euen to mynde secure Are dredfull yet and horryble scant yet the truste is sure Of vitall ayre sore blunted is the sharpnesse of my syght And dulled eyes doo scant sustayne to see th'vnwoonted lyght AM. Yet Theseus throwghly ouercome what euer feare remaynes In bosome deepe nor doo thou not of best frute of thy paynes Beguylde thy selfe What thyng hath once to suffre beene a care To haue remembred it is sweete those dredfull happe declare THE. All ryght of worlde and thee lykewise I pray that bearste the rayne In kyngdome wyde and thee for whome All rownde about in dayne Thy mother throughout Aetna sowght that secret thyngs alowe And hydde in grownde it freely may bee lawfull for to showe The Spartane lande a noble toppe of hyll aduaunceth hye Where Taenarus with woodes full ●…hycks the sea doothe ouerlye The house of hatefull Ditis here his mowthe doothe ●…pen sette And rocks of hyll about doothe gape and with a denne full grette A huge and gapyng clefte of grownd●… with iawes full wyde doothe lye And way full broade to people all dothe spredde to passe therby Not straight with darkenes dothe begynne The way that blyndes the syght A lyttle lyngryng bryghtnes lo behynde of late lefte lyght And dubtfull glyttryng yet of sonne afflicted falles alowe And mocks the syght suche lyght is woont vndoubtedly to showe The dawne of day or twylyght els at edge of euenyng tyde From hens to hollowe places

and greeuous threats euen bearyng in his face And suche as he of stomacke ys doothe come euen suche of pace Prowde Lycus who the sceptors shakes in bande of other kyng The plentuous places of the towne of Thebes gouernyng And euery thyng aboute the whyche with fertyle soyle dooth goe Sloape Phocis and what euer doothe Ismenus ouerflo●… What euer thyng Cith●…ron seethe with haughty toppe and hye And slender Isthmos yle the whyche betweene two seas dooth lye Lycus Megara Amphitryon NOt I of natiue countrey bowres Possesse the auncient ryght Unworthy heyre nor yet to me are noble men of myght The grandfathers nor stocke renownd●… with titles hy●… of name But noble vertue who so boastes of kynred whence he came Of others vertue makes his v●…wnte but gotte with fearefull hande My sceptors are obtaynde in swoorde dothe all my safety stande What thee thou wottst agaynst the wyll of cytesyns to get The bryght drawne sworde must it defende in forayne counttey set No stable kyngdome is But one my pompe and princely myght May ratifye once ioynde to me with regall torche full bryght And chambers Megara of stocke of suche nobilitee Let vpstarte state of myne take shape I doo not thynke that shee Refuse it wyll or in the bedde with me despyse to lye But yf with proude vnbrydled mynd●… thee stubberne doo denye Then quyght I purpose to destroye the house of Hercules The hate of men wyll then my pryde and peoples speache oppres Chiese knacke of kyngdome is to beare Thy subiects hares eche one Lets proue her then chaunce gyuen hath To vs a place alone For she her head in folde of daple full sadde and wofully Enwrapt the gods that are her guydes for succour stands faste by And at the syde of her doothe leane A●…cides father trewe MEG What thyng dothe this destroier of our stocke agayne a newe Prepare what proueth he LY. O queene That name renowned hye And title takste of regall stocke full gentle and easyly A lyttle while receyue and beare my woords with pacient eare If alwayes men eternall hates shoulde one to th'other beare And rage beeg●…on out of the harte shoulde neuer fall awaye But th'happy still shoulde armour holde th'unhappye styll obaye Then shall the battayles nothyng leaue with wyde fieldes then the lands Shall lye vntyllde with vnderlayde to housen fyrybrande Then ashes deepe shall ouer whelme the buried people all Expedient is to conquerour to wyshe that peace befall To conquerde needefull partener of the kyngdome come to me Letts ioyn our mynds take here this pledge of faythe and truthe to thee My ryght hand touche Why whishtest thou with cruell face and moode MEG Shoulde I abyde that I the hande sprinkte with my fathers bloode Shoulde touche and double death enbrewde of bothe my bretherne naye Fyrst shall sonne ryse extinguishe quyght And weste shall bryng the daye Fyrst faithfull peace betweene the snowes and fyres there shall bee tryde And Scylla shall t'Ausonius fyrste ioyne his Sicilyan syde And fyrst the fleeyng floude that with swyfte turnes of course deothe flowe Euripus with Euboik waue shall stand full styll and slowe My father th'empire brethern howse Thou haste me cleare berefte My countrey to what may bee more one thyng to me is lefte Then brother father kyngdome house that deerer is to me The hate of thee the whyche to me with people for to bee In commune woe I am howe greate ys myne allonely parte Rule on full proude beare vp full hye thy sprights and haughty harte Yet god the prowde behynde theyr backes dothe followe them to wreake I knowe the The bane kyngdomes What shoulde I the mothers speake Bothe suffryng and aduentryng gylts what double myschefe donne And myxed name of spouse at once of father and of sonne What bretherns double tents or what as many roages also The mother prowde of Tantalls broode congealde in mournyng lo And sory stone yet flowes with teares in Phrygian Sipylye Hymselfe lyke wyse erectyng vp his skaled head awrye Euen Cadmus measuryng throughout th'Illyrian landes in flyght Behynde hym lefte of body drawne long slyniye marks in syght All these examples wayte for thee rule thou as lykes thy wyll Whyle thee our kyngdoms woonted fates doo call and ofte hapte yll LY. Goe ●…o these fierce and furious woords thou woman madde refrayne And imperies of princes learne of Hercles to sustayne Though I the sceptors gotten by the force of warre doo beare In conquryng hande and all doo rule without the lawe his feare Whiche armes subdue a fewe words yet to thee nowe speake I shall For this my cause thy father dyd in blouddy battayle fall Thy bretherne fell the weapons keepe n●… measurable staye For neyther easyly tempred bee nor yet repressed maye The drawne swoordes yre the battels doth the bloude delyght out shed But he yet for his kyngdome fought we all togyther led With wycked luste yet th'ende of warre ys nowe complayned loe And not the cawse but no we let all remembrance therof goe When conquerour hath weapons left the conquerds parte shoulde bee To leaue his hates No●… I that thou with lowly bended knee Me raignyng worshyp shouldst require Euen this dooth me delight That thou thy myseries doost beare with mynde so s●…oute vpright Thou for a kyng a sp●…use arte meete letts ioyne our bedd●… anone MEG A trēblng cold doth run throughout my bloudlesse lyms eche one What heinous thing comes to myne eares I fearde not then at all When all peace broake the noyse of warre dyd by the citie wall ●…sounde about I bare all that vnfeare fully to see I feare the weddyng chambers nowe I captyue seeme to mee Let heauy chaynes my body greeue and ●…ke with hunger long Let lyngryng death be slowly brought yet shall no force full strong My truthe subdue for euen thyne own●… 〈◊〉 wyll I dye LY. Doth then thy husband drownd in hell geue thee this stomacke hye MEG Thehells alowe he toucht that he The heyght agayne myght get LY. The heauy payse oppresseth hym Of all the earthe full great MEG He with no burdeyn shall be prest that heauen it selfe ●…ustaynde LY. Thou shalt be forst M●… He wo●…s not how to dye that is constraynde LY. Speake what may rather I prepare then weddyng newe for th●… More ●…oyall gyft ▪ MEG Thyne owne death els or ells the death of mee LY. Then shalt mad woman dye MEG I shal then to my husbande go LY. More then my sceptors is to thee a seruant loued so MEG Howe many hath this seruant ●…ayne of kyngs with handye stroake LY. Why do●…he he yet a kyng then serus and styll ●…ustayne his yoake MEG Take once away the harde behests whats vertue then at la●…e LY. Doo●…e thou it vertue counte to bee to beasts and monsters caste MEG ●…is vertues part to tame the thyngs that all men quake to knowe LY. Hym great thyngs braggyng darknes deepe o●… 〈◊〉 presse full lowe ME. There neuer may frō grownd to stars an easye

bryng lett●… vapour fa●…e and ●…ume smoke vp full hye Let rownde abowt the poplar tree my heares nowe bewtifye Let th'olyue bowe thee hyde with braunch●… accustomde in our lande Thescu for foorthwith reuerence the thundrer shall my hande THE. O godds the buylders of the towne and whiche of dragon fell The wylde woods denns and noble wa●… lykewyse of Dirces well And Tyrian house enhabite eke of straunger wandryng kyng HER. Caste into fyres the trankencense AM. Sonne fyrste thy handes flowyng with blouddy slaughter and the deathe of enmye puryfye HER. Would god the blood of hatefull he●… Euen vnto godds on hye I myght out shedde for lycour loe more acceptable none Myght th'aulters stayne nor sacrifice more ample any one Nor yet more plentyfull may bee To Ioue aboue downe caste Then kyng vniust AM. Desyre that nowe thy father ende at laste Thy labours all lette quyetnesse At lengthe yet gyuen bee And re●… to weery folke HER. I wyll the prayers make for mee And Ioue full meete yn his due place Lette stands the haughty skye And lande and ayre and lette the starres dryue foorthe eternallye Their course vnstayde let restfull peace keepe nations quietlye Let labour of the hurtlesse lande all yron nowe occupye And sooprdes lye hydde let tempest none full vyolent and dyre Disturbe the sea let from the skyes no flashe of lyghtnyng fyre Fall downe whyle Ioue full angry is nor yet with wynter snowe Encreased floode the grownde vpturnde and fieldes quight ouerthrowe Let poysons cease and from hensfoorth let vp from grownde aryse No greeuous herbe with hurtfull sappe nor fierce and fell lykewyse Let tyrantes raygne but yf to syght some other mischiefe bryng The grownde yet shall let it make haste and any monstrous thyng If it prepare let yt bee myne but what meanes this myd daye The darknes haue encloasde abowt lo Phoebus gothe his ways With face obscure withowt a clowde who dryues the daye to flyght And turnes to east from whence doth now his dusky h●…d the nyght Unknown bryng forth whēce fyl the 〈◊〉 so many rownde about Of daytyme starres lo here beholde my labour fyrst full stoute Not in the lowest parte of heauen the lyon shyneth bryght And feruently dothe rage with yre And byttes prepares to fyght Euen now loe he some starre wyl take ▪ with mouthe full wyde to see He thretnyng stands and fyres out blowes and mane vp rustleth he Shakyng with necke the haruest sadde o●… shape what euer thyng And what soeuer wynter c●…llde in frosen tyme doothe bryng He with one rage wyll ouerpasse of spryng tyme bull he wyll Bothe seeke and breake the neckes at once AM. What is this sodayne yll Thy cruell cowntnance whether sonne Doste thou caste here and there And seeste with troubled daselde syght false shape of heauen appere HER. The land is taemde the swellyng seas theyr surges dyd asswage The kyngdomes lowe of hell lykewyse haue felte and knowne my rage Yet heauen is free a labour meete for Hercules to proue To spaces hygh I wyll hee borne of hawghtye skyes about Let th'ayre be skaelde my father dooth me promyse starrs t'obtayne What yf he it denyde all th'earthe can Hercles not contayne And geeues at length to godds me calls of owne accorde beholde The whole assembly of the godds and dooth theyr gates vnfolde Whyle one for bydds receyuste thou me and openest thou the skye Or els the gate of stubborne heauen drawe after me doo I Do I yet doubte I even the bonde●… from Saturne wyll vndoe And euen agaynst the kyngdome prowde of wycked father loe My grandsyre loase let Titans nowe prepare agayne theyr fyght With me theyr captayne ragyng stones with woodes I wyll downe smyght And hye hylles topps with Centaures full in ryght hande wyll I take With double mountayne nowe I wyll a stayre to godds vp make Let Chiron vnder Ossa see his Pelion mowntayne grette Olympus vp to heauen aboue in thyrde degree then sette Shall come it selfe or ells bee caste AM. Put farre awaye from thee The thowghts that owght not to be spoake of mynde vnsownde to see But yet full great the furyows rage asswage and laye awaye HER. What meaneth this the gyantes d●… pestiferous armes assaye And Tityus from the sprights is fledde and bearyng torne to see And empty bosome lo howe neere to heauen it selfe stoode hee Cythaeron falles the mountayne hye Pallene shakes for feare And torne are Tempe he the toppes of Pindus cawght hathe here And Oethen he some dredfull thyng threatnyng doothe rage abowt Crinnys bryngyng flames with strypes she soundes nowe shaken out And burned brandes in funeralls loe yet more neare and neare Throwes in my face fearce Tisyphone with head and vgly heare With serpents sette nowe after dogg●… fet owt with Hercles hande That emptye gate she hathe shette vp with bolte of fyry brande But lee the stocke of enmiows kyng doothe hydden yet remayne The wycked Lycus seede but to your hatefull father slayne Euen nowe this ryght hande shall you send●… let nowe his arrowes lyght My bowe owt shoote it seemes the shaftes to goe with suche a flyght Of Hercles AM. Whether doothe the rag●… and fury blynde yet goe His myghty bowe he drewe with hornes togyther dryuen loe And quyuer loaste great noyese makes with byolence sente owt The shafte and quyght the weapon flewe his myddle necke torowghowt The wownd yet left HER. His other br●…ods I ouerthrowe wyll quyght And corners all What stay I yet to me a greater fyght Remaynes then all Mycenes loe that rockye stones shoulde all Of Cyclops beeyng ouerturnde with hande of myne downe fall Let shake bothe here and there the house with all stayes ouerthrowne Let breake the poasts and quight let shrinke the shaken pyller downe Let all the palayce fall at once I here yet hydden see The sonne of wycked father AM. Loe his flattryng handes to thee Applyeng to thy knees doothe craue his lyfe with pyteous mone O wycked gylte full sadde and eke abhorde to looke vppone His humble ryght hande caught he hath and ragyng rownde abowt Him r●…lled twyse or thryse hath cast his head resoundeth owt The sprynkled howses with the brayne of hym throwne owt are wet But shee poore wretche her lyttle sonne in bosome hydyng yet Loe Megara lyke one in rage doothe from the corners flee HER. Thowgh runnagate in bosome of the thundrer hydde thou bee This ryght hande shall from euery where Thee seeke and bryng to syght AM. wher goest thow wretch what lurkyng denns seek●…e thou to take or flyght No place of sauegarde ys yf once bee Hercles styrde with yre But doo thou rather hym enbrace and with thy meeke desyre Assaye t' asswage hym MEG Husbande spare vs I beseeche thee nowe And knowe thy Megara this sonne thy cowntenaunce doothe showe And bodyes pytche beholdst thow how his hands vp lyfteth hee HER. I holde my stepdame followe on dewe penawnce paye to mee And bownden Ione from fylthy bond●… delyuer

is gone the couer of my backe And selfe same bed full softe for sleepe of Hercules also Where are my shaftes where ys my bowe Them from me lyuing who Cowlde plucke awaye who taken hathe the spoyles so greate as thes And who was he that fearyd not euen sleepe of Hercules To see my conquerour me lykes yt lykes me hym to knowe Ryse victor vp what newe sonne hath my father gotten nowe Heauen beeynge left at byrthe of whome myght euer stayed bee A longer nyght then was in myne what myschiefe do I see My chyldren loe do lye on grownde with bloodie slawghter stayne My wyfe is kyllde what Lycus dothe the kyngedome yet obtayne Who durst so heynous gyltes as these At Thebes take in hande When Hercles is returnde who so Ismenus waters lande Who so Acteons fieldes or who with dowble seas beset The shaken Pelops kyngdomes doste of Dardan dwell on yet Healpe me of cruell slawghter showe who may the author bee Let rage my yre on all my foe he ys who so to mee Showes not my foe doste thou yet hydd Alcides victour lye Come foorthe euen whether thow reuenge the cruell chariots hys Of bloudy Thracian kyng or yf thow Geryons catell quyght Or lordes of Libya no delaye there ys with thee to fyght Beholde I naked stande althowgh euen with wy weapons loe Thow me vnarmed sette vppon wherfore f●…eeth Theseus soe And eke my father from my syght theyr faces why hyde they Deferre your weepyngs and who dyd my wyfe and chyldren sley Thus all at ones me tell Wherfore O father do●… thow whushte But tell thow Theseu but Theseu with thy accustonide truste Eche of them sylent hydes awaye their bashefull cowntnawnces And pryuelye they shedde their teares In so greate yls as thes Of what owghte we ashamde to bee dothe ruler yet of myght Of Argos towne or hatefull bande Of sowldyars ap●…e to fyght Of Lycus dyinge vs oppresse with such calamytee By prayse of all my noble actes I do desyre of thee O father and of thy great name approude to me alwaye The prosperous powre declare to me who dyd my hou sholde slaye Whose praye laye I A. Let thus thyue yls in sylence ouerpas HE. That I shoulde vnreuenged bee AM. Reuenge ofte hurtfull was HE. Dyd euer man so greuows ylles without reuenge sustayne A. Whos'euer greater feard H. Then these O father yet agayne May any greater thing or els More greuows feared bee AM. How greate a parte is it thow wo●…st Of thy calamitee HER. Take mercy father lo I lyfte to thee my humble handes What meaneth this my hand fleeth backe some priuye gylte here standes Whēce coms this blood or what doth mean flowyng with deathe of chyllde The shafte enbrewde with slawghter onc●… of Lerney monster kyllde I see my weapons nowe the hande I seeke no more to wyt Whose hand could bend this bow but myne or what ryght arme but yt Coulde stryng the bowe that vnto me Euen scantely doothe obaye To you I tourne O father deere is thys my gylte I praye They healde theyr peace it is myne owne AM. Thy greeuous woe is there The cryme ●…hy stepdames this myschawnce no fawte of thyne hath here HER. From euery part now father throwe in wrathe thy thunders myght And of thy sonne forgetfull nowe with cruell hande requyght At least thy nephewes let the worlde that beares the starres sownde owt And let bothe th'one and th'other p●…ale flyng downe thy flames abowt And let the bankes of Caspian sea my bownden bodye teare And greedye fowle Wherefore doe of Promethens lacke heare The rockes with huge and hawtye toppe let now prepared bee Bothe feedyng beastes and fowles the syde Of Cawcas torne to see And bare of woods the yle that brydge Of Scythe that thereby standes Symple gas ioynes bothe here and there Let it my bounden handes Stretch out abroade and when with course returnde accustomdlye They shall togyther dryue and shall the rockes tosse vp to skye With bankes togyther beyng thruste and eke the myddle seaye Let me betwene the mountaynes lye vnquiet restlesse staye But buyldynge vp with woode throwen on a heaped pyle on hye My body thus with wycked bloude besprynkt why burne not I So so yt must bee doone to hell I Hercles wyll restore AM. Not yet his harte astonyde lackes his ragyng tumulte sore But wraths hath turnde and which of rag●… ys propertie and yre Agaynst him sellfe he rageth now HER. The furies places dyre And donge on deepe of sprights yn hell and place of tormentrrye To gylty ghosts and banishment yf any yet doo lye Beyonde Erebus yet vnknowen to Cerberus and mee There hyde me grownde to farthest bond●… of Tartarus to see To tarye there Ile goe O breste of myne to fierce and ●…wte Who yow my chyldren thus disperst●… through all my house abowte Maye worthyly enowghe bewayle in all my euylls yet This countnaunce harde can neuer wepe a swoorde nowe hyther set My shafces reatche hyther hyther reatche my myghty clubbe also To thee my weapons breake I will to thee my sonne atwo Ile knappe my bowes and eke my clubbe this blocke of heauye wayght Shall to thy spryghts bee burned loe this selfe same quyuer frayght With Lerney shaftes to funerall of thyne shall likewise go Let all my weapons penawnce paye and yow vnhappye to Euen with my weapons burne I wil O stepdames handes of myne Th. who euer yet to Ignoraunce hath geuen name of cryme Her Full oftentymes dyd errour greate the place of gylt obtayne Th. Cys neede to be a Hercles nowe this heape of ill sustayne Her Not ●…o hath shame yet geuen place with furye drowned quight But peoples all I rather shoulde dryue from my wycked sight My weapons weapons Theseus I quickly craue to mee withdrawen to be restoard agayne if sownde my mynde now bee Restore to me my weapons if yet last my rage of mynde Then father flee for I the waye to death my selfe shall fynde Am. By sacred hollye kynreds rights by force and duetie all Of bothe my names yf eyther mee thy brynger vp thou call Or parent ells and whiche of good men reuerenced are By these boare heates I thee beseche my desert age yet spare Aud werye yeares of howse falne downe the one alonely staye One onely lyght to me with ylles afflicted euery waye Reserue thy lelfe yet neuer hath there hapned once of thee Frute of thy toyles styll eyther I the dowtfull seae to see Or monsters f●…arde who euer yet bathe bene a cruell kyng In all the worlde to ghosts alowe and aulters both hurtyng Of meys fearde the father of thee absent styll to haue The frut●… the towching and the sight of thee atlength I craue He. wherfore I longer shoulde sustaine my lyfe yet in this lyght And lynger here no cause there is all good lost haue I quight My mynde my weapons my renowne my wyfe my sonnes my handes And furye to no man may heale and loase from gyltye bandes My