heare their song but fâ—tteâ—d â—â—st In bands vnfauor'd to th'erected Mast From whence if I should pray or vse command To be enlarg'd they should with much more â—and Containe my struglings This I simply told To each particular nor would withold What most enioyn'd mine owne affections stay That theirs the rather might be taught t' obay In meane time flew our ships and straight we fetcht The Sirens Ile a spleenelesse wind so stretcht Her wings to waft vs and so vrg'd our keele But hauing reacht this Ile we could not â—eele The least gaspe of it it was striken dead And all the Sea in prostrate slumber spread The Sirens diuell charm'd all Vp then flew My friends to worke strooke saile together drew And vnder hatches stowd them sat and plied Their polisht oares and did in curls diuide The white-head waters My part then came on A mighty waxen Cake I set vpon Chopt it in fragments with my sword and wrought With strong hand euery peece till all were soft The great powre of the Sunne in such a beame As then flew burning from his Diademe To liquefaction helpt vs. Orderlie I stopt their eares and they as faire did ply My feete and hands with cords and to the Mast With other halsers made me soundly fast Then tooke they seate and forth our passage strooke The fomie Sea beneath their labour shooke Rowd on in reach of an erected voice The Sirens soone tooke note without our noice Tun'd those sweete accents that made charmes so strong And these learn'd numbers made the Sirens song Come here thou worthy of a world of praise That dost so high the Grecian glory raise Vlysses stay thy ship and that song heare That none past â—uer but it bent his eare But left him râ—uish and instructed more By vs then any euer heard before For we know all things whatsoeuer were In wide Troy labour'd whatsoeuer there The Grecians and the Troians both sustain'd By those high issues that the Gods ordain'd And whatsoeuer all the earth can show T' informe a knowledge of desert we know This they gaue accent in the sweetest straine That euer open'd an enamour'd vaine When my constrain'd heart needs would haue mine eare Yet more delighted force way forth and heare To which end I commanded with all signe Sterne lookes could make for not a ioynt of mine Had powre to stirre my friends to rise and giue My limbs free way They freely striu'd to driue Their ship still on When farre from will to lose Eurylochus and Perimedes rose To wrap me surer and opprest me more With many a halser then had vse before When rowing on without the reach of sound My friends vnstopt their eares and me vnbound And that I le quite we quitted But againe Fresh feares emploid vs. I beheld a maine Of mighty billows and a smoke ascend A horrid murmure hearing Euery friend Astonisht sat from euery hand his oare Fell quite forsaken with the dismall Rore Where all things there made Echoes stone still stood Our ship it selfe because the ghastly flood Tooke all mens motions from her in their owne I through the ship went labouring vp and downe My friends recouerd spirits One by one I gaue good words and said That well were knowne These ills to them before I told them all And that those could not proue more capitall Then those the Cyclop blockt vs vp in yet My vertue wit and heauen-helpt Counsailes set Their freedomes open I could not beleeue But they rememberd it and wisht them giue My equall care and meanes now equall trust The strength they had for stirring vp they must Rouze and extend to trie if Ioue had laid His powres in theirs vp and would adde his aid To scape euen that death In particular then I told our Pylot that past other men He most must beare firme spirits since he swaid The Continent that all our spirits conuaid In his whole guide of her He saw there boile The fierie whirlpooles that to all our spoile Inclosde a Rocke without which he must stere Or all our ruines stood concluded there All heard me and obaid and little knew That shunning that Rocke sixe of them should rue The wracke another hid For I conceal'd The heauy wounds that neuer would be heal'd To be by Scylla opened for their feare Would then haue robd all of all care to stere Or stirre an oare and made them hide beneath When they and all had died an idle death But then euen I forgot to shunne the harme Circe forewarnd who willd I should not arme Nor shew my selfe to Sâ—ylla lest in vaine I ventur'd life Yet could not I containe But arm'd at all parts and two lances tooke Vp to the foredecke went and thence did looke That Rockie Scylla would haue first appear'd And taken my life with the friends I feard From thence yet no place could afford her sight Though through the darke rocke mine eye threw her light And ransackt all waies I then tooke a streight That gaue my selfe and some few more receipt Twixt Scylla and Charybdis whence we saw How horridly Charybdis throat did draw The brackish sea vp which when all abroad She spit againe out neuer Caldron sod With so much feruor fed with all the store That could enrage it All the Rocke did rore With troubl'd waters round about the tops Of all the steepe crags flew the fomy drops But when her draught the sea and earth dissunderd The troubl'd bottoms turnd vp and she thunderd Farre vnder shore the swart sands naked lay Whose whole sterne sight the startl'd blood did fray From all our faces And while we on her Our eyes bestowd thus to our ruines feare Sixe friends had Scylla snatcht out of our keele In whom most losse did force and virtue feele When looking to my ship and lending eye To see my friends estates their heeles turnd hie And hands cast vp I might discerne and heare Their calles to me for helpe when now they were To try me in their last extremities And as an Angler medcine for surprise Of little fish sits powring from the rocks From out the crookt horne of a fold-bred Oxe And then with his long Angle hoists them hie Vp to the Aire then sleightly hurles them by When helplesse sprauling on the land they lie So easely Scylla to her Rocke had rapt My wofull friends and so vnhelpt entrapt Strugling they lay beneath her violent rape Who in their tortures desperate of escape Shriekt as she tore and vp their hands to me Still threw for sweeâ—e life I did neuer see In all my sufferance ransacking the seas A spectacle so full of miseries Thus hauing fled these rocks these cruell dames Scylla Charybdis where the king of flames Hath offerings burnd to him our ship put in The Iland that from all the earth doth winne The Epithete Fâ—ultlesse where the broad of head And famous Oxen for the Sunne are fed With many fat flocks of that high-gone God Set in my
to his wisht and natiue mansion Since he is no offender of their States And they to such are firmer then their Fates The wise Penelope receiu'd her thus Bound with a slumber most delicious And in the Port of dreames O sister why Repaire you hither since so farre off lie Your house and houshold You were neuer here Before this houre and would you now giue cheare To my so many woes and miseries Affecting fitly all the faculties My soule and mind hold hauing lost before A husband that of all the vertues bore The Palme amongst the Greeks and whose renowne So ample was that Fame the sound hath blowne Through Greece and Argos to her very heart And now againe a sonne that did conuert My whole powres to his loue by ship is gone A tender Plant that yet was neuer growne To labours taste nor the commerce of men For whom more then my husband I complaine And lest he should at any sufferance touch Or in the sea or by the men so much Estrang'd to him that must his consorts be Feare and chill tremblings shake each ioynt of me Besides his danger sets on foes profest To way-lay his returne that haue addrest Plots for his death The scarce-discerned Dreame Said Be of comfort nor feares so extreme Let thus dismay thee thou hast such a mate Attending thee as some at any rate Would wish to purchase for her powre is great Mineruâ— pities thy delights defeate Whose Grace hath sent me to foretell thee theese If thou said she be of the Goddesses And heardst her tell thee these thou mayst as well From her tell all things else daigne then to tell If yet the man to all misfortunes borne My husband liues and sees the Sunne adorne The darksome earth or hides his wretched head In Plutos house and liues amongst the dead I will not she replide my breath exhale In one continude and perpetuall tale Liues he or dies he T is a filthy vse To be in vaine and idle speech profuse This said she through the key-hole of the dore Vanisht againe into the open blore Icarius daughter started from her sleepe And Ioyes fresh humor her lou'd brest did sâ—eepe When now so cleare in that first watch of night She saw the seene dreame vanish from her sight The wooers shipt the seas moist waues did plie And thought the Prince a haughtie death should die There lies a certaine Iland in the sea Twixt rockie Samos and rough Ithaca That cliffie is it selfe and nothing great Yet holds conuenient hauens that two wayes let Ships in and out calld Asteris and there The wooers hop't to make their massakere Finis libri quarti Hom. Odyss THE FIFTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ODYSSES. THE ARGVMENT A Second Court on Ioue attends Who Hermes to Calypso sends Commanding her to cleare the wayes Vlysses sought and she obayes When Neptune saw Vlysles free And so in safetie plow the sea Enrag'd he ruffles vp the waues And splits his ship Leucothea saues His person yet as being a Dame Whose Godhead gouernd in the frame Of those seas tempers But the meane By which she curbs dread Neptunes splene Is made a Iewell which she takes From off her head and that she makes Vlysses on his bosome weare About his necke she ties it there And when he is with waues beset Bids weare it as an Amulet Commanding him that not before He toucht vpon Phaeacias shore He should not part with it but then Returne it to the sea agein And caâ—t it from him He performes Yet after this bides bitter stormes And in the rockes sees Death engrau'd But on Phaeacias shore is sau'd Another 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Vlysses builds A ship and gaines The Gassie fields Payes Neptune paines AVrora rose from high-borne Tithons Bed That men and Gods might be illustrated And then the Deities sate Imperiall Ioue That makes the horrid murmure beate aboue Tooke place past all whose height for euer springs And from whom flowes th' eternall powre of things Then Pallas mindfull of Vlysses told The many Cares that in Calypsos hold He still sustaind when he had felt before So much affliction and such dangers more O Father said she and ye euer blest Giue neuer King hereafter interest In any aide of yours by seruing you By being gentle humane iust but grow Rude and for euer scornfull of your rights All iustice ordring by their appetites Since he that rul'd as it in right behou'd That all his subiects as his children lou'd Finds you so thoughtlesse of him and his birth Thus men begin to say ye rule in earth And grudge at what ye let him vndergo Who yet the least part of his sufferance know Thralld in an Iland shipwrackt in his teares And in the fancies that Calypso beares Bound from his birthright all his shipping gone And of his souldiers not retaining one And now his most-lou'd Sonnes life doth inflame Their slaughterous enuies since his Fathers fame He puts in pursuite and is gone as farre As sacred Pylos and the singular Dame breeding Sparta This with this reply The Cloud-assembler answerd What words flie Thine owne remembrance daughter hast not thou The counsell giuen thy selfe that told thee how Vlysses shall with his returne addresse His wooers wrongs And for the safe accesse His Sonne shall make to his innatiue Port Do thou direct it in as curious sort As thy wit serues thee it obeys thy powers And in their ship returne the speedlesse wowers Then turnd he to his issue Mercurie And said Thou hast made good our Ambassie To th' other Statists To the Nymph then now On whose faire head a tâ—ft of gold doth grow Beare our true-spoken counsell for retreat Of patient Vlysses who shall get No aide from vs nor any mortall man But in a patcht-vp skiffe built as he can And suffering woes enow the twentith day At fruitfull Scheria let him breathe his way With the Phaeacians that halfe Deities liue Who like a God will honour him and giue His wisedome clothes and ship and brasse and gold More then for gaine of Troy he euer told Where at the whole diuision of the prey If he a sauer were or got away Without a wound if he should grudge t was well But th' end shall crowne all therefore Fate will deale So well with him to let him land and see His natiue earth friends house and family Thus charg'd he nor Argicides denied But to his feete his faire wingd shooes he tied Ambrosian golden that in his command Put either sea or the vnmeasur'd land With pace as speedie as a puft of wind Then vp his Rod went with which he declin'd The eyes of any waker when he pleasd And any sleeper when he wisht diseasd This tooke he stoopt Pierea and thence Glid through the aire and Neptunes Confluence Kist as he flew and checkt the waues as light As any Sea-mew in her fishing flight Her thicke wings soucing in the
any mans resort The shores the rocks and cliffes so prominent were O said Vlysses then now Iupiter Hath giuen me sight of an vnhop't for shore Though I haue wrought these seas so long so sore Of rest yet no place shewes the slendrest prints The rugged shore so bristl'd is with flints Against which euery way the waues so flocke And all the shore shewes as one eminent rocke So neare which t is so deepe that not a sand Is there for any tired foote to stand Nor flie his death-fast following miseries Lest if he land vpon him fore-right flies A churlish waue to crush him gainst a Cliffe Worse then vaine rendring all his landing strife And should I swim to seeke a hauen elsewhere Or land lesse way-beate I may iustly feare I shall be taken with a gale againe And cast a huge way off into the Maine And there the great Earth-shaker hauing seene My so neare landing and againe his spleene Forcing me to him will some Whale send out Of which a horrid number here about His Amphitrite breeds to swallow me I well haue prou'd with what malignitie He treds my steps While this discourse he held A curst Surge gainst a cutting rocke impeld His naked bodie which it gasht and tore And had his bones broke if but one sea more Had cast him on it But she prompted him That neuer faild and bad him no more swim Still off and on but boldly force the shore And hug the rocke that him so rudely tore Which he with both hands sigh'd and claspt till past The billowes rage was which scap't backe so fast The rocke repulst it that it reft his hold Sucking him from it and farre backe he rould And as the Polypus that forc't from home Amidst the soft sea and neare rough land come For shelter gainst the stormes that beate on her At open sea as she abroad doth erâ—e A deale of grauill and sharpe little stones Needfully gathers in her hollow bones So he forc't hither by the sharper ill Shunning the smoother where he best hop't still The worst succeeded for the cruell friend To which he clingd for succour off did rend From his broad hands the soken flesh so sore That off he fell and could sustaine no more Quite vnder water fell he and past Fate Haplesse Vlysses there had lost the state He held in life if still the grey-eye Maid His wisedome prompting he had not assaid Another course and ceast t' attempt that shore Swimming and casting round his eye t'explore Some other shelter Then the mouth he found Of faire Callicoes flood whose shores were crownd With most apt succors Rocks so smooth they seemd Polisht of purpose land that quite redeemd With breathlesse couerts th' others blasted shores The flood he knew and thus in heart implores King of this Riuer heare what euer name Makes thee inuokt to thee I humbly frame My flight from Neptunes furies Reuerend is To all the euer-liuing Deities What erring man soeuer seekes their aid To thy both flood and knees a man dismaid With varied sufferance sues Yeeld then some rest To him that is thy suppliant profest This though but spoke in thought the Godhead heard Her Current strait staid and her thicke waues cleard Before him smooth'd her waters and iust where He praid halfe drownd entirely sau'd him there Then forth he came his both knees faltring both His strong hands hanging downe and all with froth His cheeks and nosthrils flowing Voice and breath Spent to all vse and downe he sunke to Death The sea had soakt his heart through all his vaines His toiles had rackt t' a labouring womans paines Dead wearie was he But when breath did find A passe reciprocall and in his mind His spirit was recollected vp he rose And from his necke did th'Amulet vnlose That Ino gaue him which he hurld from him To sea It sounding fell and backe did swim With th'ebbing waters till it strait arriu'd Where Inos faire hand it againe receiu'd Then kist he th' humble earth and on he goes Till bulrushes shewd place for his repose Where laid he sigh'd and thus said to his soule O me what strange perplexities controule The whole skill of thy powres in this euent What feele I if till Care-nurse Night be spent I watch amidst the flood the seas chill breath And vegetant dewes I feare will be my death So low brought with my labours Towards day A passing sharpe aire euer breathes at sea If I the pitch of this next mountaine scale And shadie wood and in some thicket fall Into the hands of Sleepe though there the cold May well be checkt and healthfull slumbers hold Her sweete hand on my powres all care allaid Yet there will beasts deuoure me Best appaid Doth that course make me yet for there some strife Strength and my spirit may make me make for life Which though empaird may yet be fresh applied Where perill possible of escape is tried But he that fights with heauen or with the sea To Indiscretion addes Impietie Thus to the woods he hasted which he found Not farre from sea but on farre-seeing ground Where two twin vnder-woods he enterd on With Oliue trees and oile-trees ouergrowne Through which the moist force of the loud-voic't wind Did neuer beate nor euer Phoebus shin'd Nor showre beate through they grew so one in one And had by turnes their powre t'exclude the Sunne Here enterd our Vlysses and a bed Of leaues huge and of huge abundance spred With all his speed Large he made it for there For two or three men ample Couerings were Such as might shield them from the Winters worst Though steele it breath'd and blew as it would burst Patient Vlysses ioyd that euer day Shewd such a shelter In the midst he lay Store of leaues heaping high on euery side And as in some out-field a man doth hide A kindld brand to keepe the seed of fire No neighbour dwelling neare and his desire Seru'd with selfe store he else would aske of none But of his fore-spent sparks rakes th' ashes on So this out-place Vlysses thus receiues And thus nak't vertues seed lies hid in leaues Yet Pallas made him sleepe as soone as men Whom Delicacies all their flatteries daine And all that all his labours could comprise Quickly concluded in his closed eies Finis libri quinti Hom. Odyss THE SIXTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ODYSSES. THE ARGVMENT MInerua in a vision stands Before Nausicaâ— and commands She to the flood her weeds should beare For now her Nuptiall day was neare Nausicaa her charge â—bâ—yes And then with other virgins playes Their sports make â—ak't Vlysses rise Walke to them and beseech supplies Of food and clothes His naked sight Puts th' other Maids afraid to flight Nausicaa onely boldly stayes And gladly his desire obayes He furnisâ— with her fâ—â—ours showne Attends her and the reâ—t to Towne Another 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Here Oliue leaues T'hide shame began The Maide
Cyclop that long since Made vse to prey vpon our Citizens This man no moist man is nor watrish thing That 's euer flitting euer rauishing All it can compasse and like it doth range In rape of women neuer staid in change This man is truly manly wise and staid In soule more rich the more to sense decaid Who nor will do nor suffer to be done Acts leud and abiect nor can such a one Greete the Phaeacians with a mind enuious Deare to the Gods they are and he is pious Besides diuided from the world we are The outpart of it billowes circulare The sea reuoluing round about our shore Nor is there any man that enters more Then our owne countrimen with what is brought From other countries This man minding nought But his reliefe a poore vnhappie wretch Wrackt here and hath no other land to fetch Him now we must prouide for from Ioue come All strangers and the needie of a home Who any gift though ne're so small it be Esteeme as great and take it gratefully And therefore Virgins giue the stranger food And wine and see ye bath him in the flood Neare to some shore to shelter most enclin'd To cold Bath-bathers hurtfull is the wind Not onely rugged making th' outward skin But by his thin powres pierceth parts within This said their flight in a returne they set And did Vlysses with all grace entreate Shewd him a shore windâ— proofe and full of shade By him a shirt and vtter mantle laid A golden Iugge of liquid oile did adde Bad wash and all things as Nausicaa bad Diuine Vlysses would not vse their aid But thus bespake them Euery louely maid Let me entreate to stand a litle by That I alone the fresh flood may apply To clense my bosome of the sea-wrought brine And then vse oile which long time did not shine On my poore shoulders I le not wash in sight Of faire-haird maidens I should blush outright To bathe all bare by such a virgin light They mou'd and musde a man had so much grace And told their Mistris what a man he was He clensd his broad-soild-shoulders backe and head Yet neuer tam'd But now had fome and weed Knit in the faire curles Which dissolu'd and he Slickt all with sweet oile the sweet charitie The vntoucht virgin shewd in his attire He cloth'd him with Then Pallas put a fire More then before into his sparkling eies His late soile set off with his soone fresh guise His locks clensd curld the more and matcht in power To please an eye the Hyacinthian flower And as a workman that can well combine Siluer and gold and make both striue to shine As being by Vulcan and Minerua too Taught how farre either may be vrg'd to go In strife of eminence when worke sets forth A worthy soule to bodies of such worth No thought reprouing th' act in any place Nor Art no debt to Natures liueliest grace So Pallas wrought in him a grace as great From head to shoulders and ashore did seate His goodly presence To which such a guise He shewd in going that it rauisht eies All which continude as he sate apart Nausicaas eye strooke wonder through her heart Who thus bespake her consorts Heare me you Faire-wristed Virgins this rare man I know Treds not our country earth against the will Of some God thron'd on the Olympian hill He shewd to me till now not worth the note But now he lookes as he had Godhead got I would to heauen my husband were no worse And would be calld no better but the course Of other husbands pleasd to dwell out here Obserue and serue him with our vtmost cheare She said they heard and did He drunke and eate Like to a Harpy hauing toucht no meate A long before time But Nausicaa now Thought of the more grace she did lately vow Had horse to Chariot ioynd and vp she rose Vp chear'd her guest and said Guest now dispose Your selfe for Towne that I may let you see My Fathers Court where all the Peeres will be Of our Phaeacian State At all parts then Obserue to whom and what place y' are t' attain Though I need vsher you with no aduice Since I suppose you absolutely wise While we the fields passe and mens labours there So long in these maids guides directly beare Vpon my Chariot I must go before For cause that after comes to which this more Be my induction you shall then soone end Your way to Towne whose Towres you see ascend To such a steepnesse On whose either side A faire Port stands to which is nothing wide An enterers passage on whose both hands ride Ships in faire harbors which once past you win The goodly market place that circles in A Phane to Neptune built of curious stone And passing ample where munition Gables and masts men make and polisht oares For the Phaeacians are not conquerors By bowes nor quiuers Oares masts ships they are With which they plow the sea and wage their warre And now the cause comes why I leade the way Not taking you to Coach The men that sway In worke of those tooles that so fit our State Are rude Mechanicals that rare and late Worke in the market place and those are they Whose bitter tongues I shun who strait would say For these vile vulgars are extreamly proud And fouly languag'd What is he allowd To coach it with Nausicaa so large set And fairely fashiond where were these two met He shall be sure her husband She hath bene Gadding in some place and of forraine men Fitting her fancie kindly brought him home In her owne ship He must of force be come From some farre region we haue no such man It may be praying hard when her heart ran On some wisht husband out of heauen some God Dropt in her lap and there lies she at rode Her complete life time But in sooth if she Ranging abroad a husband such as he Whom now we saw laid hand on she was wise For none of all our Nobles are of prise Enough for her he must beyond-sea come That wins her high mind and will haue her home Of our Peeres many haue importun'd her Yet she will none Thus these folks will conferre Behind my backe or meeting to my face The foule-mouth rout dare put home this disgrace And this would be reproches to my fame For euen my selfe iust anger would enflame If any other virgin I should see Her parents liuing keepe the companie Of any man to any end of loue Till open Nuptials should her act approue And therefore heare me guest and take such way That you your selfe may compasse in your stay Your quicke deduction by my Fathers grace And meanes to reach the roote of all your race We shall not farre out of our way to Towne A neuer-felld Groue find that Poplars crowne To Pallas sacred where a fountaine flowes And round about the Groue a Medow
When he had wrought me downe with wine but he Must not escape my wreake so cunningly I would to heauen thou knewst and could but speake To tell me where he lurks now I would breake His braine about my Caue strewd here and there To ease my heart of those foule ils that were Th'inflictions of a man I prisde at nought Thus let he him abroad when I once brought A litle from his hold my selfe first losde And next my friends Then draue we and disposde His strait-leggd fat fleece-bearers ouer land Euen till they all were in my ships command And to our lou'd friends shewd our praid-for sight Escap't from death But for our losse outright They brake in teares which with a looke I staid And bad them take our Boote in They obaid And vp we all went sate and vsde our Ores But hauing left as farre the sauage shores As one might heare a voice we then might see The Cyclop at the hauen when instantly I staid our Ores and this insultance vsde Cyclop thou shouldst not haue so much abusde Thy monstrous forces to oppose their least Against a man immartiall and a guest And eate his fellowes thou mightst know there were Some ils behind rude swaine for thee to beare That feard not to deuoure thy guests and breake All lawes of humanes Ioue sends therefore wreake And all the Gods by me This blew the more His burning furie when the top he tore From off a huge Rocke and so right a throw Made at our ship that iust before the Prow It ouerflew and fell mist Mast and all Exceeding litle but about the fall So fierce a waue it raisd that backe it bore Our ship so farre it almost toucht the shore A bead-hooke then a far-extended one I snatcht vp thrust hard and so set vs gone Some litle way and strait commanded all To helpe me with their Ores on paine to fall Againe on our confusion But a signe I with my head made and their Ores were mine In all performance When we off were set Then first twice further my heart was so great It would againe prouoke him but my men On all sides rusht about me to containe And said Vnhappie why will you prouoke A man so rude that with so dead a stroke Giuen with his Rock-dart made the sea thrust backe Our ship so farre and neare hand forc't our wracke Should he againe but heare your voice resound And any word reach thereby would be found His Darts direction which would in his fall Crush peece-meale vs quite split our ship and all So much dart weilds the monster Thus vrg'd they Impossible things in feare but I gaue way To that wrath which so long I held deprest By great Necessitie conquerd in my brest Cyclop if any aske thee who imposde Th'vnsightly blemish that thine eye enclosde Say that Vlysses old Laertes sonne Whose seate is Ithaca and who hath wonne Surname of Citie-racer bor'd it out At this he braid so loud that round about He draue affrighted Ecchoes through the Aire And said O beast I was premonisht faire By aged Prophecie in one that was A great and good man this should come to passe And how t is prou'd now Augur Telemus Surnam'd Eurymedes that spent with vs His age in Augurie and did exceed In all presage of Truth said all this deed Should this euent take author'd by the hand Of one Vlysses who I thought was mand With great and goodly personage and bore A vertue answerable and this shore Should shake with weight of such a conqueror When now a weakling came a dwarfie thing A thing of nothing who yet wit did bring That brought supply to all and with his wine Put out the flame where all my light did shine Come land againe Vlysses that my hand May Guest-rites giue thee and the great command That Neptune hath at sea I may conuert To the deduction where abides thy heart With my sollicitings whose Sonne I am And whose fame boasts to beare my Fathersâ—ame Nor thinke my hurt offends me for my Sâ—â—e Can soone repose in it the visuall fire At his free pleasure which no powre beside Can boast of men or of the Deifide I answerd Would to God I could compell Both life and soule from thee and send to hell Those spoiles of nature Hardly Neptâ—ne then Could cure thy hurt and giue thâ—e all again Then flew fierce vowes to Neptâ—ne both his hands To starre-borne heauen cast O thoâ— that all lands Girdst in thy ambient Cirâ—le and in aire Shak'st the curld Tresses of thy Saphire haire If I be thine or thou maist iustly vant Thou art my Father heare me now and grant That this Vlysses old Laertes sonne That dwels in Ithaca and name hath wonne Of Citie-ruiner may neuer reach His naturall region Or if to fetch That and the sight of his faire rooâ—es and friends Be fatall to him let him that Amends For all his miseries long time and ill Smart for and faile of nor that Fate fulfill Till all his souldiers quite are cast away In others ships And when at last the day Of his sole-landing shall his dwelling show Let Detriment prepare him wrongs enow Thus praid he Neptune who his Sire appeard And all his praire to euery syllable heard But then a Rocke in size more amplified Then first he rauisht to him and implied A dismall strength in it when wheeld about He sent it after vs nor flew it out From any blind aime for a litle passe Beyond our Fore-decke from the fall there was With which the sea our ship gaue backe vpon And shrunke vp into billowes from the stone Our ship againe repelling neare as neare The shore as first But then our Rowers were Being warnd more armd and stronglier stemd the flood That bore backe on vs till our ship made good The other Iland where our whole Fleet lay In which our friends lay mourning for our stay And euery minute lookt when we should land Where now arriu'd we drew vp to the sand The Cyclops sheepe diuiding that none there Of all our priuates might be wrung and beare Too much on powre The Ram yet was alone By all my friends made all my portion Aboue all others and I made him then A sacrifice for me and all my men To cloud-compelling Ioue that all commands To whom I burnd the Thighs but my sad hands Receiu'd no grace from him who studied how To offer men and fleete to Ouerthrow All day till Sun-set yet we sate and eate And liberall store tooke in of wine and meate The Sunne then downe and place resign'd to shade We slept Morne came my men I raisd and made All go aboord weigh Anker and away They boorded sate and beate the aged sea And forth we made saile sad for losse before And yet had comfort since we lost no more Finis libri noni Hom. Odyss THE TENTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ODYSSES. THE ARGVMENT VLysses now relates to vs The
greatest Myrmidon Or that the Phthian and Thessalian rage Now feete and hands are in the hold of Age Despise his Empire Vnder those bright rayes In which heauens feruour hurles about the dayes Must I no more shine his reuenger now Such as of old the Ilion ouerthrow Witnest my anger th' vniuersall hoast Sending before me to this shadie Coast In fight for Grecia Could I now resort But for some small time to my Fathers Court In spirit and powre as then those men should find My hands inaccessible and of fire my mind That durst with all the numbers they are strong Vnseate his honour and suborne his wrong This pitch still flew his spirit though so low And this I answerd thus I do not know Of blamelesse Peleus any â—â—ast râ—port But of your sonne in all the vtmost sort I can informe your care wiâ—h truth and thus From Scyros princely Neoptolâ—â—us By Fleete I conuaid to the Greeks where he Was Chiefe at both parts when our grâ—uitie Retir'd to councell and our youth to fight In councell still so firie was Conceit In his quicke apprehension of a cause That first he euer spake nor past the lawes Of any graue stay in his greatest hast None would contend with him that counseld last Vnlesse illustrous Nestor he and I Would sometimes put a friendly contrary On his opinion In our fights the prease Of great or common he would neuer sease But farre before fight euer No man there For force he forced He was slaughterer Of many a braue man in most dreadfull fight But one and other whom he reft of light In Grecian succour I can neither name Nor giue in number The particular fame Of one mans slaughter yet I must not passe Eurypilus Telephides he was That fell beneath him and with him the falls Of such huge men went that they shewd like whales Raâ—piâ—'d abouâ—him Neoptolemus Set him so sharply for the sumptuous Fauours of Mistresses he saw him weare For past all doubt his beauties had no peere Of all that mine eies noted next to one And that was Memnon Tithons Sun-like sonne Thus farre for fight iâ—â—publicke may a tast Giue of his eminence How farre surpast His spirit in priuate where he was not seene Nor glorie could be said to praisâ— his spleene This close note I exceâ—pted When we sate Hid in Epaeus horse no Optimate Of all the Greeks there had the charge to ope And shut the Stratageme but I. My scope To note then each mans spirit in a streight Of so much danger much the better might Be hit by me then others as prouokt I shifted place still when in some I smokt Both priuie tremblings and close vent of teares In him yet not a soft conceit of theirs Could all my search see either his wet eies Plied still with wipingâ— or the goodly guise His person all waies put forth in least part By any tremblings shewd his toucht-at heart But euer he was vrging me to make Way to their sally by his signe to shake His sword hid in his scabberd or his Lance Loded with iron at me No good chance His thoughts to Troy intended In th' euent High Troy depopulate he made ascent To his faire ship with prise and treasure store Safe and no touch away with him he bore Of farre-off hurl'd Lance or of close-fought sword Whose wounds for fauours Warre doth oft affoord Which he though sought mist in warres closest wage In close fights Mars doth neuer fight but rage This made the soule of swift Achilles tred A March of glorie through the herbie meade For ioy to heare me so renowme his Sonne And vanisht stalking But with passion Stood th' other Soules strooke and each told his bane Onely the spirit Telamonian Kept farre off angrie for the victorie I wonne from him at Fleete though Arbitâ—ie Of all a Court of warre pronounc't it mine And Pallas selfe Our prise were th' armes diuine Of great Aeacides propoâ—de t' our fames By his bright Mother at his funerall Games I wish to heauen I oughâ— not to haue wonne Since for those Armes so high a heâ—d so soone The base earth couerd Aiax that of all The hoast of Greece had person capitall And acts as eminent excepting his Whose armes those were in whom was nought amisse I tride the great Soule with soft words and said Aiax great sonne of Telamon arraid In all our glories what not dead resigne Thy wrath for those curst Armes The Powres diuine In them forg'd aâ—â— our banes in thine owne One In thy graue fall our Towre was ouerthrowne We mourne for euer maimd for thee as much As for Achilles nor thy wrong doth touch In sentence any but Saturnius doome In whose hate was the hoast of Greece become A very horror Who exprest it well In signing thy Fate with this timelesse Hell Approch then King of all the Grecian merit Represse thy great mind and thy flamie spirit And giue the words I giue thee worthy eare All this no word drew from him but lesse neare The sterne Soule kept To other Soules he fled And glid along the Riuer of the dead Though Anger mou'd him yet he might haue spoke Since I to him But my desires were strooke With sight of other Soules And then I saw Minos that ministred to Death a law And Ioues bright sonne was He was set and swaid A golden Scepter and to him did pleade A sort of others set about his Throne In Plutos wide-door'd house when strait came on Mightie Orion who was hunting there The heards of those beasts he had slaughterd here In desart hils on earth A Club he bore Entirely steele whosâ— vertues neâ—er wore â— Tityus I saw to whom the glorious Earth Opened her wombe and gaue vnhappie birth Vpwards and flat vpon the Pauement lay His ample lims that spred in their display Nine Acres compasse On his bosome sat Two Vultures digging through his caule of fat Into his Liuer with their crooked Beakes And each by turnes the concrete entraile breakes As Smiths their steele beate set on either side Nor doth he euer labour to diuide His Liuer and their Beakes nor with his hand Offer them off but suffers by command Of th' angrie Thunderer offâ—ing to enâ—orce His loue Latona in the close recouâ—sâ— She vsde to Pytho through the dancing land Smooth Panopaeus I saw likewise stand Vp to the chin amidst a liquid lake Tormented Tantalus yet could not slake His burning thirst Oft as his scornfull cup Th' old man would taste so oft t was swallowd vp And all the blacke eaâ—th to his feete descried Diuine powre plaguing him the lake still dried About his head on high trees clustering hung Peares Apples Granets Oliues euer yong Delicious â—igs and many fruite trees more Of other burthen whose alluring store When th' old Soule striu'd to pluck the winds from sight In gloomie vapours made them vanish quite There saw I Sisyphus
in Reach Of wrackfull Empire Farre the Gods remaine From scorne of thee For 't were a worke of paine To prosecute with ignonimies One That swaies our ablest and most ancient Throne For men If any so beneath in power Neglect thy high will now or any houre That moues heereafter take reuenge to theâ— Soothe all thy will and be thy pleasure free VVhy then said he thou blacker of the fumes That dimme the Sun my licenst power resumes Act from thy speech but I obserue so much And feare thy pleasure that I dare not touch At any inclination of mine owne Till thy consenting influence be knoâ—ne But now this curious-built Phâ—aciâ—â— Ship Returning from her Conuoy I will strip Of all her fleeting matter and to stone Transforme and fixe it iust when she hath gone Her full time home and iets before their 〈◊〉 In all her trim amids the Sable Seas That they may cease to conuoy strangers still VVhen they shall see so like a mighty Hill Their glory sticke before their Cities grace And my hands cast a maske before her face O friend said Ioue it shewes to me the best Of al earths obiects that their whole prease drest In all their wonder neere their Towne shall stand And stare vpon a Stone so neâ—re the Land So like a Ship and dam vp all their lights As if a Mountaine interposde their sights VVhen Neptune heard this he for Scheriâ— went VVhence the Phaeacians tooke their first descent VVhich when he reacht and in her swiftest pride The water-treader by the Cities side Came cutting close close he came swiftly on Tooke her in violent hand and to a Stone Turnd all her syluane substance All below Firmd her with Rootes left her This strange show VVhen the Phaeacians saw they stupid stood And askt each other who amids the flood Could fixe their Ship so in her full speed home And quite transparant make her bulke become Thus talkt they but were farre from knowing how These things had issue VVhich their King did show And saide O friends the ancient Prophesies My Father told to me to all our eyes Are now in proofe he saide the time would come VVhen Neptune for our safe conducting home All sorts of Strangers out of enuy fir'd Would meete our fairest Ship as she retir'd And all the goodly Shape and speed we bost Should like a Mountaine stand before vs lost Amids the mouing waters which we see Perform'd in full end to our prophesie Heare then my counsaile and obey me then Renounce henceforth our conuoy home of men Who euer shall heereafter greeâ—e our Towne And to th' offended Deities Renowne Twelue chosen Oxen let vs sacred make That he may pitty vs and from vs take This shady Mouâ—taine They in feare obaide Slew all the Beeues and to the Godhead praide The Dukes and Princes all ensphearing round The sacred Altar While whose Tops were croun'd Diuine Vlysses on his Countries brest Laid bound in sleepe now rose out of his rest Nor being so long remou'd the Region knew Besides which absence ye◠〈◊〉 threw A cloud about him to make strange the more His safe arriuall lest vpon his Shore He should make knowne his face and vtter all That might preuent th' euent that was to fall VVhich she prepar'd so well that not his wife Presented to him should perceiue his life No Citizen no Friend till righteous Fate Vpon the vvooers wrongs 〈…〉 Through which cloud all things sâ—ow'd now to the King Of forreign fashion The 〈◊〉 Spring Amongst the Trees there The perpetuall waues The Rockes that did more high their foreheads raise To his Rapt eye then naturally they did And all the Hauen in which a man seem'd hid From winde weather when storms loudest chid He therefore being risen stood and viewd His countrey earth which not perâ—eiu'd he rew'd And striking with his hurld downe hands his Thyes He mourn'd and saide O me Againe where lyes My desart way To wrongfull men and rude And with no Lawes of humane right indu'de Or are they humane and of holy minds What fits my deede with these so many kinds Of goods late giuen VVhat with my selfe wil â—â—oods And Errors do I would to God these Goods Had rested with their Owners and that I Had falne on Kings of more Regality To grace out my returne that lou'd indeed And would haue giuen me Consorts of fit speed To my distresses ending But as now All knowledge flyes me where I may bestow My labour'd purchase Heere they shall not stay Lest what I car'd for others make their prey O Gods I see the great Phaeaciâ—â—s then VVere not all iust and vnderstanding men That land me elsewhere then their vants pretended Assuring me my countrey should see ended My miseries told them yet now eate their vants O Ioue great Guardian of poore Supplianâ—s That others sees and notes too shutting in All in thy plagues that most presume on Sin Reuenge me on them Let me number now The goods they gaue to giue my minde to know If they haue stolne none in their close retreat The goodly Caldrons then and Tripods set In seuerall rankes from out the heape he told His rich wrought garments too and all his Gold And nothing lack't and yet this Man did mourne The but supposd misse of his home returne And creeping to the shore with much complaint Minerua like a Shepheard yong and quaint As King sonnes are a double Mantle cast A' thwart his Shoulders his faire goers gâ—ac'st With fitted shooes and in his hand a Dart Appear'd to him whose sight reioyâ—'â— his hart To whom he came and saide O Friend Since first I meete your sight heere Be all good the worst That can ioyne our encounter Fare you Faire Nor with aduerse minde welcome my repaire But guard these goods of mine and succour me As to a God I offer prayers to thee And low accesse make to thy loued knee Say truth that I may know what countrey then What commune people liue heere And what men Some famous Isle is this Or giues it vent Being neere the Sea to some rich Continent She answer'd Stranger what so ere you are Y' are either foolish or come passing farre That know not this Isle and make that doubt troble For 't is not so exceedingly ignoble But passing many know it and so many That of all Nations there abides not any From where the Morning rises and the Sun To where the Euen and Night their courses run But know this countrey Rocky 't is and rough And so for vse of horse vnapt enough Yet with sad Barrennesse not much infested Since clowds are heere in frequent raines digested And flowry dewes The compasse is not great The little yet well fild with wine and wheat It feeds a Goat and Oxe well being still Water'd with floods that euer ouer-fill VVith heauens continual showers and woodded so It makes a Spring of all the kindes that grow And
be Grace in my habit and in place put on These tatter'd rags which now you see vpon My wretched bosom When heauens light took sea They fetcht the Field-workes of faire Ithâ—ca And in the arm'd Ship with a wel-wreath'd cord They streightly bound me and did all disbord To shore to supper in contentious â—out Yet straight the Gods themselues tooke from about My pressed limbes the bands with equall ease And I my head in rags wrapt tooke the Seas Descending by the smooth sterne vsing then My hands for Oares and made from these bad men Long way in little time At last I fetcht A goodly Groue of Okes whose Shore I recht And cast me prostrate on it When they knew My thus-made-scape about the Shores they flew But soone not finding held it not their best To seeke me further but return'd to rest Aboord their Vessell Me the Gods lodg'd close Conducting me into the safe repose A good mans stable yeelded And thus Fate This poore houre added to my liuing date O wretch of Guests said he thy Tale hath stirr'd My minde to much ruth both how thou hast err'd And suffer'd hearing in such good parts showne But what thy chang'd relation would make knowne About Vlysses I hold neither true Nor will beleeue and what need'st thou pursue A Lye so rashly Since he sure is so As I conceiue for which my skill shall go The safe returne my King lackes cannot be He is so enuied of each Deity So cleere so cruelly For not in Troy They gaue him end nor let his Corpse enioy The hands of Friends which well they might haue done He manag'd armes to such perfection And should haue had his Sepulcher and all And all the Greekes to grace his Funerall And this had giuen a glory to his Son Through all times future But his head is run Vnseene vnhonor'd into Harpies mawes For my part I le not meddle with the cause I liue a separate life amongst my Swine Come at no Towne for any need of mine Vnlesse the circularly witted Queene When any farre-come guest is to be seene That brings her newes commands me bring a Brawn About which all things being in question drawne That touch the King they sit and some are sad For his long absence Some againe are glad To waste his goods vnwreak't all talking still But as for me I nourish't little will T' enquire or question of him since the man That faign'd himselfe the fled Etolian For slaughtering one through many Regions straid In my Stall as his diuersory staide VVhere well entreating him he told me then Amongst the Cretans with King Idomen He saw Vlysses at his Ships repaire That had bene brush't with the enraged aire And that in Summer or in Autumne sure VVith all his braue friends and rich furniture He would be heere and nothing so nor so But thou an old man taught with so much wo As thou hast suffer'd to be season'd true And brought by his â—ate do not heere pursue His gratulations with thy cunning Lies Thou canst not soake so through my Faculties For I did neuer either honor thee Or giue thee loue to bring these tales to me But in my feare of Hospitable Ioue Thou didst to this passe my affections moue You stand exceeding much incredulous Reply'd Vlysses to haue witnest thus My word and Oath yet yeeld no trust at all But make we now a couenant here and call The dreadfull Gods to witnesse that take seat In large Olympus if your Kings retreat Proue made euen hither you shall furnish me With cloake and coate and make my passage free For lou'd Dâ—lichius If as fits my vow Your King returne not let your seruants throw My old limbes headlong from some rock most hye That other poore men may take feare to lye The Herdsman that had gifts in him diuine Replied O Guest how shal this Fame of mine And honest vertue amongst men remaine Now and heereafter without worthy staine If I that led thee to my Houeâ— heere And made thee fitting hospitable cheere Should after kill thee and thy loâ—ed minde Force from thy bones Or how should stand enclin'd With any Faith my will t' importune 〈◊〉 In any prayer heereafter for his loue Come now 't is supper 's houre and instant hast My men wil make home when our sweet repast Wee 'le taste together This discourse they held In mutual kinde when from a neighbor field His Swine and Swine-herds came who in their coats Inclosd their Herds for sleepe which mighty throats Laid out in entring Then the God-like Swaine His men enioyn'd thus Bring me to be slaine A chiefe Swine female for my stranger Guest VVhen altogether we wil take our Feâ—â—t Refreshing now our spirits that all day take Paines in our Swines good who may therfore make For our paines with them all amends with one Since others eate our Labors and take none This said his sharpe steele hew'd down wood they A passing fat Swine hal'd out of the Sty Of fiue yeares old which to the fire they put VVhen first Eâ—mâ—eus from the Front did cut The sacred haire and cast it in the fire Then pray'd to heauen for stil before desire VVas seru'd with food in their so rude abods Not the poore Swine-herd would forget the Gods Good soules they bore how bad soeuer were The habits â—hat their bodies parts did beare VVhen all the deathlesse Deities besought That wise Vlysses might be safely brought Home to his house then with a logge of Oke Left lying by highlifting it a stroke He gaue so deadly it made life expire Then cut the rest her throat and all in fire They hid and sindg'd her cut her vp and then The Maister tooke the office from the men VVho on the Altar did the parts impose That seru'd for sacrifice beginning close About the belly thorough which he went And all the chiefe fat gathering gaue it vent Part dreg'd with Flowre into the sacred flame Then cut they vp the ioynts and roasted them Drew all from spit and seru'd in dishes all Then rose Eâ—maeus who was General In skill to guide each act his fit euent And all in seuen parts cut the first part went To seruice of the Nymphs and Mercury To whose names he did Rites of piety In vowes particular and all the rest He shar'd to euery one but his lou'd Guest He grac't with all the Chine and of that King To haue his heart chear'd set vp euery string VVhich he obseruing saide I would to Ioue Eumaeus thou liu'dst in his worthy loue As great as mine that giu'st to such a guest As my poore selfe of all thy goods the best Eumaeus answer'd Eate vnhappy wretch And to what heere is at thy pleasure reach This I haue this thou want'st thus God will giue Thus take away in vs and all that liue To his wil 's equall center all things fall His minde he must haue for he can do all Thus hauing eate
through all the solitary night For his lou'd Father To him neere she said Telemachus T is time that now were staid Thy forreigne trauailes since thy goods are free For those proud men that all will eate from thee Diuide thy whole possessions and leaue Thy too-late presence nothing to receiue Incite the shrill-voic't Meâ—elaus then To send thee to thy Natiue seat agen VVhile thou mayst yet finde in her honor strong Thy blamelesse Mother 'gainst thy Father's wrong For both the Father and the Brothers to Of thy lou'd Mother will not suffer so Extended any more her widdowes bed But make her now her richest wooer wed Eurymachus who chiefly may augment Her gifts and make her ioynture eminent And therefore hast thee least in thy despight Thy house stand empty of thy Natiue right For well thou know'st what mind a woman beares The house of him who euer she endeares Her selfe in Nuptials to she sees encreast The yssue of her first lou'd Lord deceast Forgotten quite and neuer thought on more In thy returne then the re-counted store Thou find'st reseru'd to thy most trusted Maid Commit in guard till heauens pow'rs haue puruaid A wife in vertue and in beauties grace Of fit sort for thee to supply her place And this note more I le giue thee which repose In sure remembrance The best sort of those That woo thy Mother watchfull scouts addresse Both in the streights of th' Ithacensian Seas And dusty Samos with intent t' inuade And take thy life ere thy returne be made VVhich yet I thinke will faile and some of them That waste thy fortunes taste of that extream They plot for thee But keepe off farre from shore And day and night saile for a fore-right blore VVho euer of th'Immortals that vow guard And scape to thy returne will see prepar'd As soone as thou arriu'st dismisse to Towne Thy Ship and Men and first of all make downe To him that keepes thy Swine and doth conceiue A tender care to see thee well suruiue There sleepe and send him to the Towne to tell The chast Penelope that safe and well Thou liu'st in his charge and that Pylâ—s sands The place contain'd from whence thy person Lands Thus she to large Olympus made ascent VVhen with his heele a little touch he lent To Nestors son whose sleepes sweet chain 's he losde Bad rise and see in Chariot inclosde Their one-hoou'd horse that they might strait bee gone No such haste he replied night holds her throne And dims all way to course of Chariot The Morne will soone get vp Nor see forgot The gifts with hast that will I know be rich And put into our Coach with gracious speech By Lance-fam'd Menelaus Not a Guest Shall touch at his house but shall store his brest With fit mind of an hospitable man To last as long as any daylight can His eyes re-comfort in such gifts as he Will proofes make of his hearty royalty He had no sooner said but vp arose Aurora that the Golden hils repose And Menelaus good at martiall cries From Hellens bed raisde to his Guest applies His first apparance VVhose repaire made knowne T' Vlysses lou'd sonne On his robe was throwne About his gracious body his cloake cast Athwart his ample shoulders and in hast Abroad he went and did the King accost Atrides guarded with heauens deified hoste Grant now remission to my Natiue right My minde now vrging mine owne houses sight Nor will I stay saide he thy person long Since thy desires to go are growne so strong I should my selfe be angry to sustein The like detention vrg'd by other men Who loues a guest past Meane past Meane will hate The Meane in all acts beares the best estate A like ill 't is to thrust out such a guest As would not go as to detaine the rest VVe should a guest loue while he loue 's to stay And when he like 's not giue him louing way Yet suffer so that we may gifts impose In Coach to thee Which ere our hands enclose Thine eies shall see lest else our loues may glose Besides I le cause our women to prepare VVhat our house yeelds and meerely so much fare As may suffise for health Both well will do Both for our honor and our profit to And seruing strength with food you after may As much earth measure as wil match the day If you will turne your course from sea and go Through Greece and Argos that my selfe may so Keepe kinde way with thee I le ioyne horse guide T' our humane Cities Nor vngratifide VVill any one remit vs some one thing VVill each present vs that along may bring Our passe with loue and proue our vertues blaz'd A Caldron or a Tripod richly braz'd Two Mules a bowle of Gold that hath his price Heightn'd with Emblemes of some rare deuice The wise Prince answer'd I would gladly go Home to mine owne and see that gouern'd so That I may keepe what I for certaine hold Not hazard that for onely hop't for Gold I left behind me none so all wayes fit To giue it guard as mine owne trust with it Besides in this broad course which you propose My Father seeking I my selfe may lose VVhen this the shrill-voic't Menelaus heard He charg'd his Queene and Maids to see prepar'd Breakfast of what the whole house held for best To him rose Etâ—â—â—eus from his rest VVhose dwelling was not farre off from the Court And his attendance his command did sort VVith kindling fires and furth'ring all the rost In act of whose charge heard no time he lost Himselfe then to an odorous roome descended VVhom Megapenthe and his Queene attended Come to his treasury a two-ear'd cup He chusde of all and made his Sonne beare vp A Siluer bowle The Queene then taking stand Aside her Chist where by her owne faire hand Lay Vests of all hues wrought She tooke out one Most large most Artfull chiefly faire and shone Like to a Star and lay of al the last Then through the house with eithers gift they past VVhen to Vlysses sonne Atrides said Telemachus since so entirely swaid Thy thoghts are with thy vow'd return now tender'd May Iuno's thundring husband see it render'd Perfect at all parts action answering thought Of all the rich gifts in my treasure sought I giue thee heere the most in grace and best A Bowle but Siluer yet the brims comprest With Gold whose fabricke his desert doth bring From Vulcans hand Presented by the King And great Heroe of Sydonia's State VVhen at our parting he did consummate His whole house keeping This do thou command This said he put the round Bowle in his hand And then his strong son Megâ—penthe plac't The Siluer cup before him amply grac't VVith worke and luster Hellen standing by And in her hand the Robe her huswifery His name remembring said And I present Lou'd sonne this gift to thee the Monument Of the so-many-loued Hellens hands VVhich
Heare me consider and then answer me Think'st thou if Pallas and the King of skies We had to Friend would their sufficiencies Make strong our part Or that some other yet My thoughts must worke for These saide he are set Aloft the clouds and are sound aydes indeed As pow'rs not onely that these men exceed But beare of all men else the high command And hold of Gods an ouer-ruling hand VVell then said he not these shall seuer long Their force and ours in fights assur'd and strong And then twixt vs and them shall Mars prefer His strength to stand our great distinguisher When in mine owne Roofes I am forc't to blowes But when the day shall first her fires disclose Go thou for home and troope vp with the woo'rs Thy wil with theirs ioind pow'r with their rude powrs And after shall the Herdsman guide to Towne My steps my person wholly ouer-growne With all apparance of a poore old Swaine Heauy and wretched If their high disdaine Of my vile presence make them my desert Affect with contumelies let thy loued heart Beate in fixt confines of thy bosome still And see me suffer patient of their ill I though they drag me by the heeles about Mine owne free earth and after hurle me out Do thou still suffer Nay though with their Darts They beate and bruise me beare But these foul parts Perswade them to forbeare and by their names Cal all with kinde words bidding for their shames Their pleasures cease If yet they yeeld not way There breakes the first light of their fatall day In meane space marke this VVhen the chiefly wise Minerua prompts me I le informe thine eies VVith some giuen signe then all th' armes that are Aloft thy Roofe in some neere roome prepare For speediest vse If those braue men enquire Thy end in all still rake vp all thy fire In faire coole words and say I bring them downe To scoure the smoke off being so ouer-growne That one would thinke all fumes that euer were Breath'd since Vlysses losse reflected here These are not like the armes he left behinde In way for Troy Besides Ioue prompts my minde In their remoue apart thus with this thought That if in heighth of wine there should bee wrought Some harsh contention twixt you this apt meane To mutual bloodshed may be taken cleane From out your reach and all the spoile preuented Of present Feast perhaps euen then presented My Mothers Nuptials to your long kinde vowes Steele it selfe ready drawes a man to blowes Thus make their thoughts secure to vs alone Two Swords two Darts two shields left which see done VVithin our readiest reach that at our will VVe may resume and charge And all their skil Pallas and Ioue that all iust counsailes breath May darken with securenesse to their death And let me charge thee now as thou art mine And as thy veines mine owne true blood combine Let after this none know Vlysses nere Not any one of all the houshold there Not here the Herdsman Not Laertes be Made priuy nor her selfe Penelope But onely let thy selfe and me worke out The womens thoughts of all things borne about The wooers hearts and then thy men approue To know who honors who with reuerence loue Our well-weigh'd Memories and who is won To faile thy fit right though my onely Son You teach saide he so punctually now As I knew nothing nor were sprung from you I hope heereafter you shall better know VVhat soule I beare and that it doth not let The least loose motion passe his naturall seat But this course you propose will proue I feare Small profit to vs and could wish your care VVould weigh it better as too farre about For Time will aske much to the sifting out Of each mans disposition by his deeds And in the meane time euery wooer feeds Beyond saciety nor knowes how to spare The women yet since they more easie are For our enquiry I would wish you try VVho right your state who do it iniury The men I would omit and these things make Your labour after But to vndertake The wooers warre I wish your vtmost speede Especially if you could cheere the deed VVith some Oftent from Ioue Thus as the Sire Consented to the Son did heere expire Their mutuall speech And now the Ship was come That brought the yong Prince his soldiers home The deepe Hauen reacht they drew the Ship ashore Tooke all their Armes out and the rich Gifts bore To Clitius house But to Vlysses Court They sent a Herald first to make report To wise Penelope that safe at field Her Son was left yet since the Ship would yield Most hast to her he sent that first and them To comfort with his vtmost the extream He knew she suffer'd At the Court now met The Herald and the Herdsman to repeat One message to the Queene Both whom arriu'd VVithin the gates Both to be formost striu'd In that good Newes The Herald he for hast Amongst the Maids bestow'd it thinking plac'st The Queene amongst them Now said he O Queen Your lou'd Son is arriu'd And then was seene The Queene her selfe To whom the herdsman â—ould All that Telemachus inioyn'd he should All which discharg'd his steps he backe bestowes And left both Court and City for his Sowes The wooers then grew sad soule-vext and all Made forth the Court. When by the mighty wall They tooke their seuerall seate before the gates To whom Eurymachus initiates Their vtter'd greeuance O sayd he my Friends A worke right great begun as proudly ends VVe said Telemachus should neuer make His voyage good nor this shore euer take For his returnes receipt and yet we faile And he performes it Come let 's man a Saile The best in our election and bestow Such souldiers in her as can swiftest row To tell our friends that way-lay his retreat 'T is safe perform'd and make them quickly get Their ship for Ithaca This was not said Before Amphinomus in Port displaid The ship arriu'd her sailes then vnder stroke And Oares resum'd VVhen laughing thus he spoke Moue for no messenger these men are come Some God hath either told his turning home Or they themselues haue seene his ship gone by Had her in chase and lost her Instantly They rose and went to Port found drawne to Land The Ship the souldiers taking Armes in hand The woo'rs themselues to counsaile went in throng And not a man besides or old or yong Let sit amongst them Then Eupitheus Sonne Antinous said See what the Gods haue done They onely haue deliuered from our ill The men we way-laid euery windy hill Hath bin their watch-tow'r where by turns they stood Continuall Sentinell And we made good Our worke as well For Sun once set we neuer Slept winke ashore all night But made saile euer This way and that euen till the morning kept Her sacred Station so to intercept And take his life for
these reuiles his manlesse rudenesse spurn'd Diuine Vlysses who at no part turn'd His face from him but had his spirit fed VVith these two thoghts If he should strike him dead VVith his bestowed staffe or at his feete Make his direct head and the pauement meete But he bore all and entertain'd a brest That in the strife of all extremes did rest Eumaeus frowning on him chid him yet And lifting vp his hands to heauen he set This bitter curse at him O you that beare Faire name to be the race of Iupiter Nymphes of these Fountaines If Vlysses euer Burn'd thighes to you that hid in fat did neuer Faile your acceptance of or Lambe or Kid Grant this grace to me let the man thus hid Shine through his dark fate make som God his guide That to thee Goat-herd this same Pallats pride Thou driu'st afore thee he may come and make The scatterings of the earth and ouer-take Thy wrongs with forcing thee to euer erre About the City hunted by his feare And in the meane space may some slothfull Swaines Let lowsie sicknesse gnaw thy Cattels Vaines O Gods replyed Melanthius what a curse Hath this dog barkt out and can yet do wurse This man shall I haue giuen into my hands VVhen in a well-built Ship to farre-off Lands I shall transport him That should I want 〈◊〉 My sale of him may finde me victels there And for Vlysses would to heauen his ioy The Siluer-bearingâ— bow-God would destroy This day within his house as sure as he The day of his returne shall neuer see This said he left them going silent on But he out-went them and tooke straight vpon The Pallace royall which he enter'd straight Sat with tho wooers and his Trenchers fraight The Keruers gaue him of the flesh there vâ—nted But bread the reuerend Buttleresse presented He tooke against Eurymachus his place VVho most of all the wooers gaue him grace And now Vlysses and his Swaine got nere VVhen round about them visited their eare The hollow Harpes delicious-stricken string To which did Phaemius neere the wooers sing Then by the hand Vlysses tooke his Swaine And saide Eumaeus One may heere see plaine In many a grace that Laertiades Built heere these Turrets and mongst others these His whole Court arm'd with such a goodly wall The Cornish and the Cope Maiesticall His double gates and Turrets built too strong For force or vertue euer to expugne I know the Feasters in it now abound Their Cates cast such a sauour and the sound The Harpe giues argues an accomplisht Feast The Gods made Musicke Banquets deerest Guest These things said he your skill may tell with ease Since you are grac't with greater knowledges But now consult we how these workes shall sort If you will first approch this praised Court And see these wooers I remaining here Or I shall enter and your selfe forbeare But be not you too tedious in your stay Lest thrust ye be and buffeted away Braine hath no fence for blowes looke too 't I pray You speake to one that comprehends said he Go you before and heere aduenture me I haue of old bene vsde to cuffes and blowes My minde is hardn'd hauing borne the throwes Of many a soure euent in waues and wars Where knockes and buffets are no Forreinats And this same harmefull belly by no meane The greatest Abstinent can euer weane Men suffer much Bane by the Bellies rage For whose sake Ships in all their equipage Are arm'd and set out to th'vntamed Seas Their bulkes full fraught with ils to enemies Such speech they chang'd when in the yeard there lay A dogge call'd Argus which before his way Assum'd for Ilion Vlysses bred Yet stood his pleasure then in little sted As being too yong but growing to his grace Yong men made choise of him for euery Chace Or of their wilde Goats of their Hares or Harts But his King gone and he now past his parts Lay all abiectly on the Stables store Before the Oxe-stall and Mules stable dore To keepe the clothes cast from the Pessants hands While they laide compasse on Vlysses Lands The Dog with Tickes vnlook't to ouer-growne But by this Dog no sooner seene but knowne VVas wise Vlysses who new enter'd there Vp went his Dogs laide eares and comming nere Vp he himselfe rose fawn'd and wag'd his Sterne Coucht close his eares and lay so Nor descerne Could euermore his deere-lou'd Lord againe Vlysses saw it nor had powre t' abstaine From shedding tears which far-off seeing his Swain He dried from his sight cleane to whom he thus His griefe dissembled 'T is miraculous That such a Dog as this should haue his laire On such a dunghill for his forme is faire And yet I know not if there were in him Good pace or parts for all his goodly lim Or he liu'd empty of those inward things As are those trencher-Beagles tending Kings VVhom for their pleasures or their glories â—ake Or fashion they into their fauours take This Dog said he was seruant to one dead A huge time since But if he bore his head For forme and quality of such a hight As when Vlysses bound for th' Ilion fight Or quickly after left him your rapt eyes VVould then admire to see him vse his Thyes In strength and swiftnes He would nothing flye Nor any thing let scape If once his eye Seiz'd any wilde beast he knew straight his scent Go where he would away with him he went Nor was there euer any Sauage stood Amongst the thickets of the deepest wood Long time before him but he pull'd him downe As well by that true hunting to be showne In such vaste couerts as for speed of pace In any open Lawne For in deepe chace He was a passing wise and well-nos'd Hound And yet is all this good in him vncroun'd With any grace heere now Nor he more fed Then any errant Curre His King is dead Farre from his country and his seruants are So negligent they lend his Hound no care Where Maysters rule not but let Men 〈◊〉 You neuer there see honest seruice done That Man 's halfe vertue Ioue takes quite away That once is Sun-burn'd with the seruile day This said he enter'd the well-builded Towers Vp bearing right vpon the glorious wooers And left poore Argus dead His Lords first sight Since that time twenty yeares bereâ—t his light Telemachus did farre the first behould Eumaeus enter and made signes he should Come vp to him He noting came and tooke On earth his seate And then the Maister Cooke Seru'd in more banquet Of which part he set Before the wooers part the Prince did get VVho sate alone his Table plac't aside To which the Herald did the bread diuide After Eumaeus enter'd straight the King Like to a poore and heauy aged thing Bore hard vpon his staffe and was so clad As would haue made his meere beholder sad Vpon the Ashen floore his limbes he spred
after this I much exploit atchieu'd VVhen straight my house in all possessions thriu'd Yet after that I great and Reuerend grew Amongst the Cretans till the Thunderer drew Our Forces out in his foe Tray decrees A hatefull seruice that dissolu'd the knees Of many a Soldier And to this was I And famous Idomene enioyn'd t' apply Our ships and powrs Nor was there to be heard One reason for deniall so prefer'd Was the vnreasonable peoples rumor Nine yeares we therefore fed the martiall humor And in the tenth de-peopling 〈◊〉 Towne We sail'd for home But God had quickly blowne Our Fleete in peeces and to wâ—â—tched mee The Counsailor Ioâ—e did much mishap decree For onely one month I had leaue t' enioy My wife and children and my goods t' employ But after this my minde for 〈◊〉 stoode When nine faire ships I rig'd forth for the flood Mann'd them with noble â—ouldiers all things fit For such a voyage soone were won to it Yet sixe dayes after staid my friends in feast VVhile I in banquets to the Gods addrest Much sacred matter for their sacrifice The seauenth we boorded and the Northerne skies Lent vs a franke and passing prosperous gale Fore which we bore as free and easie â—aile As we had back't a full and frolicke tide Nor felt one Ship misfortune for her pride But safe we sat our Sailors and the winde Consenting in our conuoy VVhen heauen shin'de In sacred radiance of the fift faire day To sweetly-water'd Egypt reach't our way And there we anchor'd where I charg'd my men To stay aboord and watch Dismissing then Some scouts to get the hill-tops and discouer They to their owne intemperance giuen ouer Straight fell to forrage the rich fields and thence Enforce both wiues and infants with th' expence Of both their bloods When straight the rumor flew Vp to the City which heard vp they drew By daies first breake and all the field was fild VVith foot horse whose Armes did all things gild And then the Lightning-louing Deity cast A foule flight on my soldiers nor stood fast One man of all About whom Mischiefe stood And with his stern steele drew in streames the blood The greater part â—ed in their dissolute vaines The rest were sau'd and made enthralled Swaines To all the basest vsages there bred And then euen Ioâ—e himselfe supplyed my head VVith sauing counsaile though I wisht to dye And there in Egypt with their slaughters lye So much griefe seiz'd me but Iâ—â—e made me yeild Dishelme my head take from my necke my shield Hurle from my hand my Lance and to the troop Of horse the King led instantly made vp Embracâ— and kisse his knees whom pitty wun To giue me safety and to make me shun The peoples outrage that made in amaine All ioyntly fir'd with thirst to see me slaine He tooke me to his Chariot weeping home Himselfe with feare of Ioâ—es wrath ouercome VVho yeelding soules receiues and takes most ill All such as well may saue yet loue to kill Seuen yeares I soiourn'd heere and treasure gat In good abundance of th' Egyptian state For all would giue But when th' eight yeare began A knowing Fellow that would gnaw a man Like to a Vermine with his hellish braine And many an honest soule euen quicke had slaine VVhose name was Phoenix close accosted me And with insinuations such as he Practis'd on others my consent he gain'd To go into Phoenicia where remain'd His house and liuing And with him I liu'd A compleat yeare But when were all arriu'd The months and daies and that the yeare againe VVas turning round and euery seasons raigne Renew'd vpon vs we for Lybia went VVhen still inuenting crafts to circumuent He made pretext that I should onely go And helpe conuey his freight but thought not so For his intent was to haue sold me there And made good gaine for finding me a yeare Yet him I follow'd though suspecting this For being aboord his Ship I must be his Of strong Necessity She ran the flood Driuen with a Northerne gale right free and good Amids the full streame full on Crete But then Ioue plotted death to him and all his men For put off quite from Crete and so farre gone That Shore was lost and we set eye on none But all shew'd heauen and sea aboue our Keele Ioue pointed right a cloud as blacke as hell Beneath which all the sea hid and from whence Ioue thunder'd as his hand would neuer thence And thicke into our Ship he threw his flash That'gainst a Rocke or Flat her Keele did dash VVith headlong Rapture Of the sulphure all Her bulke did sauour and her men let fall Amids the Surges on which all lay tost Like Sea-guls round about her sides and lost And So God tooke all home-returne from them But Ioue himselfe though plung'd in that extream Recouer'd me by thrusting on my hand The Ships long Mast. And that my life might stand A little more vp I embrac't it round And on the rude windes that did ruines sound Nine dayes we houer'd In the tenth blacke night A huge Sea cast me on Thesprotia's height VVhere the Heroe Phidon that was chiefe Of all the Thesprotes gaue my wracke reliefe VVithout the price of that redemption That Phoenix fish't for VVhere the Kings lou'd son Came to me tooke me by the hand led Into his Court my poore life surffetted VVith cold and labour and because my wrack Chanc't on his Fathers Shore he let not lack My plight or coate or cloake or any thing Might cherish heate in me And heere the King Said he receiu'd Vlysses as his Guest Obseru'd him Friend-like and his course addrest Home to his country shewing there to me Vlysses goods A very Treasurie Of Brasse Gold Steele of curious frame And to the tenth succession of his name He laid vp wealth enough to serue beside In that Kings house so hugely amplified His treasure was But from his Court the King Affirm'd him ship't for the Dodonean Spring To heare from out the high-hair'd Oake of Ioue Counsaile from him for meanes to his remoue To his lou'd country whence so many a yeare He had bene absent If he should appeare Disguisd or manifest and further swore In his mid Court at Sacrifice before These very eyes that he had ready there Both Ship and Souldiers to attend and beare Him to his country But before it chanc't That a Thesprotean Ship was to be lanch't For the much-corne-renown'd Dulichian Land In which the King gaue to his men command To take and bring me vnder tender hand To King Acastus But in ill designe Of my poore life did their desires combine So farre forth as might euer keepe me vnder In fortunes hands and teare my state in sunder And when the water-treader farre away Had left the Land then plotted they the day Of my long â—eruitude and tooke from me Both coate and cloake and all things that might