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The historie of heauen containing the poeticall fictions of all the starres in the firmament: gathered from amongst all the poets and astronomers. By Chrystopher Middleton.
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Middleton, Christopher, 1560?-1628.
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what this proud bragger could fulfill Whom this impoysoned Serpent with her sting Killed before their combat could begin For recompence whereof the Gods did take This Serpent vp againe from of the earth And of his substance there a signe they make To let men know they should not deeme their worth More then the power of heauen for they can Quickly controll the strongest stomackt man Faire Epheme that nursde those sacred dames The learned Muses authorises of Arts Whose wits all kinds of heauenly cunning frames And liues eterniz'd for their great desarts In many a golden line that will preuaile When all deuouring time it selfe shall faile Had to her sonne faire Crocus that did sup The milke those learned sisters left behind Whom Iupiter at their requests takes vp To dwell amongst this metamorphiz'd kind And for his knowledge did exceede compare The Gods haue thus determin'd of him there Like to a Horse they frame his hinder parts To shew his knowledge in braue martiall deedes His vpper limmes tels vs the skill in Arts Wherein all other men he farre exceedes Fram'd like an Archer that the world might know His sharpe wit by his arrow and his bow The giant Tiphon heauens greatest foe When as he menac'd all the Gods with warres They for to plague him for disturbing so Their quiet kingdome with his churlish dares Sets themselues readie all in battaile ranks Vpon the bordering plaines to Nylus banks When subtillie by their foe intrapped there And no meanes left them for to scape away Disguisde themselues in other shapes for feare Where Pan the shepheards God as writers say Was glad by turning of his former coate To shew like halfe a fish and halfe a goate Whereas the God setting himselfe to swim For feare his foe should circumuent his shape Ioue by great chance in this sort seeing him Gins wonder at the strangenes of his shape And when the Gods were all come from these warres They place this shape of Pans amongst the starres This is young Ganimed the Troian boy Whom Iupiter fetcht for to be his page And rauisht all his beating vaines with ioy Sucking the sweet taste of his tender age Whom afterwards the God did here set vp Powring in Nectar to a golden cup. Venus and louely Cupid on a day Seating themselues by Euphrates faire glide Spending the time in dallying wanton play Was by the giant Typhon there espide Compassed them about where they were set As once black Vulcan tooke her in his net For feare whereof the Goddesse was constrain'd Clasping her young sonne in her siluer armes To take the water where they were sustain'd By fishes that conueyd them from those harmes Whom afterwards the Goddesse thus requites By turning of these fishes to fayre lights Thus haue we run this Circle round about Wherein the daily Sunne still keepes his course From whence his fierie teame neuer broke out But wholly rul'd young Phaeton by force Now to the Southerne climates are we led To tell what stories there are chronicled Next to the Signes is plaste a mightie Whall By which Andromeda should haue been slaine Whom Perseus vndertooke to fight withall To free his Loue Andromeda from paine For the remembrance of which victorie She is recorded in this Registrie Iupiter Neptune and young Mercurie Trauailing in humane likenes vp and downe Were by Hyreus welcom'd curteously Which to requite the bid him aske a boune Of whom the man desir'd he might haue A sonne before death brought him to his graue Then doe the Gods command him bring the skin Of a young oxe that was but newly slaine Wherein they pist and puts it straightwaies in The earths cold wombe bidding him raise't gaine When as the tearme of ten full months were done And of that vrine he should haue a sonne Which charge he kept and when the time was past He takes it vp within whose folds he found Orion from the vrine they there plast Growne in the bellie of the hard cold ground After whose death in memorie of this thing Him and the hide to heauen they did bring Eridanus or Padus is the next Within whose streames young Phaeton was drencht At whose offence great Iupiter being vext Strikes him straight downe whereat the fire was quencht And in remembrance of this Riuers name It stands in heauen for quenching of that flame And at his feete they plaste a fearfull Hare For that he most delighted for to view it Whil'st on this earth he was conuersing here With mortall creatures and there would still pursue it With two fierce dogs that there doe also stand Readie attendants at their masters hands The ship in which proud Iason came from Greece Stoutly attended with a luckie traine To Colchos for to winne the golden fleece Which by Medeas loue he did obtaine For her successe the Gods doe dignifie Next to Orion and his companie Apollo on a time would needes inuite Iupiter for to be his welcome guest And sends the Crow wherein he did delight To fetch him some faire water for his feast Sending him with a golden cup away And charg'd him straitly for to make no stay The Crow as he was flying to the spring Spies a faire fig tree standing by the way And then forgetting what he was to bring Determins there a while to make his stay Wherefore he goe this seruant meanes to see The yet greene figs full ripened on their tree After long time when he had eate his fill He then too late remembers what was past And taking a dead Serpent in his bill Backe to his angrie master flies he fast To whom the sillie foule begins to tell How that foule Serpent kept him from the well At which the angrie God chafing to see Himselfe abused by a simple fowle Meanes with an euerlasting miserie His too bold misdemeanour to controule And into heauen to his shame takes vp Himselfe the Serpent and the golden cup. Next them the man that was so famous Chiron the Centaure for his famous arts Chiefe schoolemaster to Esculapius Achilles and Alcides whose desarts Wonne with the Gods such an exceeding fauour As that they plaste him here to liue for euer Next him a woolfe which heauens to this end Plaste there besides him for he was deuout The fame of his deuotion should extend Vnto all times and nere be blotted out Holding a sacrifice within his hands To offer on an Altar that there stands Next that the Wheele that wrought Ixions paine For offring daliance to the heauens Queene Whereon in hell long time he did remaine Till pitie mou'd the Gods for to redeeme This cursed creature from his punishment And place his rack within the firmament The last that's in this monument of fame Is a fayre fish whom they tearme Venus daughter Transformed in the sea and for her name These starres continued there euer after Where she and all the rest are fixed fast As long as heauen moues and earth shall last Thus did the Gods with fauours still regard The dutifull demeanes of earth-bred kinds And gaue to euery deede his due reward Such is their equall iustice rendring minds That no affections drawes away their fauour But euery thing's rewarded for his labour The weake they doe not ouerpresse with weight Nor feare they what the mightie man can do The rich man with his close fist golden sleight Cannot corrupt their rightfull iudgements so Thus without hope of gaine or feare of might They rendred vnto euery man his right But when the world orecloyed with this good Began to surfet in intising ill Then turn'd they downe the wheele where Fortune stood And lets them reape the fruits of their owne will So that these after times as Poets tell Are for their follies registred in hell Where now they show not in faire fixed starres But shadowed in foule mists and frying fire With fiends and furies keepes continuall warres From which their wearie soules shall nere retire So was the first world blest with heauenly fauours And the last curst with painfull hellish labours FINIS 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉 〈…〉
eyes vntill the deede were done With present pleasures which breede after woes Raining into her lap so sweete a showre As would haue wonne a thousand women more From that deceitfull daliance Perseus sprong Who after prou'd Heauens champion in their warres Against Medusa that durst offer wrong To Gods and men with her disturbing dares Whose monstrous face orehung with snakie haire Made Heauen tremble and kept earth in feare This souldier armed with Mineruaes shield Plum'd with swift Mercuries aire-beating wings And his bright sword now readie for the field Proud that the Gods would vse him in these things Cuts through the emptie aire and vnseene way That brought him downe where fierce Medusa lay Where in that single combat she orecom'd Humbles her selfe vnto his conquering hand He takes her head and leaues her bodie numbd With deaths cold comfort sprauling on the sand Then with that purchase backe againe he flies To be eternizde for his deare bought prize When as he towring in the emptie aire Sees in the sea a maiden weake and pale Whose semblance seemed that she had been faire Though feare had now oreshadowed in a vaile The faire vermillion tincture of her face And left her there the conquest of disgrace This was Andromeda the Gods had bound Vpon a ruthles rocke to be the pray Of a fierce fish by whom she must be found And for her mothers pride should there decay Proude Cassiopeia that durst hold plea With the faire ofspring of the foming sea Whom Perseus from her painfull prison frees And then at libertie he pleades his loue For whose requitall she straightwaies agrees Vowing her fancie neuer should remoue Vntill diuorcing death to both their paine Should separate their vnited soules againe Thus as these new met louers homewards hies Proud Perseus to his sole commander tels The hidden vertue of his hidious prize How with her lookes all humane power she quels And metamorphizes her gazers on To an vnpenitrable senceles stone At length vnto Sariphus Ile they come Where Perseus grandsire old Acrisus meetes him Glad that his nephew had so happily wonne This hopeles conquest kindly comes and greetes him But looking wishly on the monsters face Turn'd to a stone he stands still in that place When Perseus grieuing at his grandsires death Brought by his meanes to this vnhappie end Casts downe his conquest to the cursed earth And vowes in sorrow his sad dayes to spend Whose hap to helpe the powerfull Gods agree To take him vp amongst this companie Then comes Auriga or the Wagoner Whom Poets say is young Hypolitus Who fled his mothers lust and for the care The Gods requites his continencie thus That sensuall sinners by this meanes may see How heauens remunerats his chastitie By him stands Capra Iupiters kind nurse Who by his mother Ops conueide away From th'execution of his fathers curse To whom the Delphion Oracle did say That by his owne sonne Saturne should be driuen From his great kingdome of all-keeping heauen When Iupiter conueyed from his rage Was by this she-gote fostred in a downe Vntill he came to strength and able age And had depriu'd his father of his crowne Then he rewards his nurse to her content By placing of her in the firmament Next vnto him a mans faire picture stands Composed of xxiiii glorious starres Holding a wreathed Serpent in his hands Striuing as though they two were still at iarres This Esculapius is Apollos sonne That could bring life againe when life was done He when Hippolytus was all to torne By the foule flesh fed iades that drew his carre Setting his limmes againe as they were borne Reuiues them all as erst before they were For such his cunning was in Phisicks skill He could expell deaths danger at his will Whereat the Destinies incenst with wrath Complaines to Iupiter how they were wrong'd By mortall men whose might could conquer death A thing which solely to themselues belong'd Telling him he must curb these forward men Or their aspiring minds would orereach them At which the angrie God shaking his head Throwes downe a thunderbolt that with his weight Hits Esculapius and so strikes him dead But Phoebus hardly brooking of that sight Takes vp his sonne and spite what Ioue can doe Sets him in heauen for to ease his woe Mynos the Cretane King had one sole heire Nam'd Glaucus louely like the Gnidian Doue Straight as the new sprong pine tree and as faire As faire Adonis Cythereos Loue. But hungrie death that all things doth deuoure Cuts vp this bud of beautie fore his flower Whom Esculapius for his former cure Was by constraint inioyned to regaine And to that end the King did there immure This Artist where he now must needes remaine And either bring him back againe his sonne Or let death glorie in the deedes he had done When the poore scholler copte vp with the course Brooking but badly his imprisonment Beguiles the tedious time with a discourse Of wisedomes rule and wils fond gouernment How wisedome this worlds soule should be combinde With a fond wilfull ouerruling mind At last he finds will stronger of the two But wisedome the director of his might For proofe whereof he sees how great beasts bow And humbly casts themselues at wisemens feete Then thinkes he to himselfe it cannot be Will should haue now such conquest ouer me But then he found it how it came to passe Authoritie that will was sometimes in Ietting like Aesopes moralized Asse Vnder the couert of a Lyons skin This is the wofull thing quoth he that still Must keepe Gods wisedome subiect to mans will When to breake off his solitarie muse A Serpent comes to him whereas he sits Which with a staffe he commonly did vse He strikes at and his stroke so surely hits As piercing of the poysoned Serpents head His foe fals downe and at his feete lyes dead Then suddenly from forth another place A second Serpent brings in a faire greene leafe With which touching his fellow straight doth chase Triumphant death and brings lost life reliefe Which done the wormes makes haste to get away And leaues the leafe where the dead Serpent lay At which strange sight the man now halfe amazed Takes vp the leafe and layes it on his skin At whose soft touch the child againe was raised By working of the like effect in him Which Serpent Phoebus for this deed she had done Places in heauen with his happie sonne There is the strong steel'd arrow that did kill The Griph that fed vpon Promethaeus hart Chain'd to the top of Caucasus cold hill Whom Hercules released from that smart The Gods had cast vpon him in their wrath For fetching fire from heauen downe to earth The Eagle's next that Iupiter did send To steale away the wanton smiling boy Whose neuer matched beautie still did lend More meanes of pride to peacock plumed Troy That in the summer of her fayre sprong flower Thought she had robd the Gods of all