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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20831	The Muses Elizium lately discouered, by a new way ouer Parnassus. The passages therein, being the subiect of ten sundry nymphalls, leading three diuine poemes, Noahs floud. Moses, his birth and miracles. David and Golia. By Michael Drayton Esquire.	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. Moyses in a map of his miracles. aut	1630 (1630)	STC 7210; ESTC S109889	101,886	216

THE MUSES ELIZIVM Lately discouered BY A NEW WAY OVER PARNASSVS The passages therein being the subiect of ten sundry Nymphalls Leading three Diuine Poemes NOAHS Floud MOSES his Birth and Miracles DAVID and GOLIA By MICHAEL DRAYTON Esquire LONDON ¶ Printed by Thomas Harper for Iohn Waterson and are to be sold at the signe of the Crowne in Pauls Church-yard 1630. TO THE RIGHT HOnourable EDWARD Earle of DORSET Knight of the Noble Order of the Garter of his Maiesties Priuie Counsaile and Lord Chamberlayne to her Maiesty My most honoured Lord I Haue euer founde that constancie in your Fauours since your first acknowledging of mee that their durablenesse haue now made me one of your family and I am become happy in the title to be called Yours That for Retribution could I haue found a fitter way to publish your Bounties my thankefulnes before this might haue found it out I craue of your Lordship the patronage of my ELIZIVM which if the Muse fayle mee not shall not bee altogether vnworthy of your protection I haue often aduentured vpon desperate vntrodden wayes which hath drawn some seuere censures vpon many of my Labours but that neyther hath nor can euer trouble me The diuine Poemes in this small volume inserted I consecrate to your Religious Countesse my most worthy Lady And so I rest The honorer of you and your noble Family MICHAEL DRAYTON To the Reader DIscreet and iudicious Reader if my Friend whosoeuer let me ingeniously intreal thee that in reading these Poemes thou wilt be pleased patiently to correct some faults that partly by reason of the raggednesse of the written Copy and partly by our ouer sight haue escaped in the Presse which if thou shalt doe the Muses themselues as they are courteous and well educated virgins shall in their thankefulnesse inspire thee with some Poeticke rapture that thou shalt read them with more delight then otherwise thou shouldest in being ouer Criticall Some of which faults I dare not say all I haue heereunder set downe Errata PAge 6. line 1. for that th' one the other was reade that th' one of them the other was p. 9. 1. 8. for she would not outstrip a Roe reade shee would outstrip a Roe p. 10. l. 17. for we reade were p. 34. l. 21. for that reade thou p. 125. l. 36. for and l'st must reade and l'st must die p. 137. l. 25. for through reade though p. 172. l. 14. for made them to prepare read their deserued fare But this last fault is not through all the Impression I onely shew you these few for breuity sake that in your Reading you may correct the like which I am afraid are many more then these THE DESCRIPTION of ELIZIVM A Paradice on earth is found Though farre from vulgar sight Which with those pleasures doth abound That it Elizium hight Where in Delights that neuer fade The Muses lulled be And sit at pleasure in the shade Of many a stately tree Which no rough Tempest makes to reele Nor their straight bodies bowes Their lofty tops doe neuer feele The weight of winters snowes In Groues that euermore are greene No falling leafe is there But Philomel of birds the Queene In Musicke spends the yeare The Merle vpon her mertle Perch There to the Mavis sings Who from the top of some curld Berch Those notes redoubled rings There Daysyes damaske euery place Nor once their beauties lose That when proud Phoebui hides his face Themselues they scorne to close The Pansy and the Violet here As seeming to descend Both from one Root a very payre For sweetnesse yet contend And pointing to a Pinke to tell Which beares it it is loath To iudge it but replyes for smell That it excels them both Wherewith displeasde they hang their heads So angry soone they grow And from their odoriferous beds Their sweets at it they throw The winter here a Summer is No waste is made by time Nor doth the Autumne euer misse The blossomes of the Prime The flower that Iuly forth doth bring In Aprill here is seene The Primrose that puts on the Spring In Iuly decks each Greene. The sweets for soueraignty contend And so abundant be That to the very Earth they lend And Barke of euery Tree Rills rising out of euery Banck In wilde Meanders strayne And playing many a wanton pranck Vpon the speckled plaine In Gambols and lascivious Gyres Their time they still bestow Nor to their Fountaines none retyres Nor on their course will goe Those Brooks with Lillies brauely deckt So proud and wanton made That they their courses quite neglect And seeme as though they stayde Faire Flora in her state to viewe Which through those Lillies looks Or as those Lillies leand to shew Their beauties to the brooks That Phoebus in his losty race Oft layes aside his beames And comes to coole his glowing face In these delicious streames Oft spreading Vines clime vp the Cleeues Whose ripned clusters there Their liquid purple drop which driues A Vintage through thee yeere Those Cleeues whose craggy sides are clad With Trees of sundry sutes Which make continuall summer glad Euen bending with their fruits Some ripening ready some to fall Some blossom'd some to bloome Like gorgeous hangings on the wall Of some rich princely Roome Pomegranates Lymons Cytrons so Their laded branches bow Their leaues in number that outgoe Nor roomth will them alow There in perpetuall Summers shade Apolloes Prophets sit Among the flowres that neuer fade But flowrish like their wit To whom the Nimphes vpon their Lyres Tune many a curious lay And with their most melodious Quires Make short the longest day The thrice three Virgins heauenly Cleere Their trembling Timbrels sound Whilst the three comely Graces there Dance many a dainty Round Decay nor Age there nothing knowes There is continuall Youth As Time on plant or creatures growes So still their strength renewth The Poets Paradice this is To which but few can come The Muses onely bower of blisse Their Deare Elizium Here happy soules their blessed bowers Free from the rude resort Of beastly people spend the houres In harmelesse mirth and sport Then on to the Elizian plaines Apollo doth invite you Where he prouides with pastorall straines In Nimphals to delight you The first Nimphall RODOPE and DORIDA This Nimphall of delights doth treat Choice beauties and proportions neat Of curious shapes and dainty features Describd in two most perfect creatures WHen Phoebus with a face of mirth Had flong a broad his beames To blanch the bosome of the earth And glaze the gliding streames within a goodly Mertle groue Vpon that hallowed day The Nimphes to the bright Queene of loue Their vowes were vsde to pay Faire Rodope and Dorida Met in those sacred shades Then whom the Sunne in all his way Nere saw two daintier Maids And through the thickets thrild his fires Supposing to haue seene The soueraigne Goddesse of desires Or loves Emperious Queene Both of so wondrous beauties were In

be comfort in the way of death To haue some friend or kinde alliance by To be officious at the parting breath Thus she departs oft stayes oft turneth backe Looking about lest any one espi'd her Faine would she leaue that leauing she doth lacke That in this sort so strangely doth diuide her Vnto what Dame participating kinde My verse her sad perplexitie shall showe That in a softned and relenting minde Findes not a true touch of that Mothers woe Yet all this while full quietly it slept Poore little Brat incapable of care Which by that powerfull prouidence is kept Who doth this childe for better daies prepare See here an abiect vtterly forlorne Left to destruction as a violent prey Whom man might iudge accursed to be borne To darke obliuion moulded vp in clay That man of might in after times should bee The bounds of 〈◊〉 mortality that brake Which that Almighty gloriously should see When he in thunder on mount Sinai spake Now Pharaoh's Daughter Termuth young faire With such choyce Maydens as she fauour'd most Needes would abroad to take the gentle ayre Whilst the rich yeere his braueries seem'd to boast Softly she walkes downe to the secret flood Through the calme shades most peaceable quiet In the coole streames to check the pampred blood Stir'd with strong youth and their delicious diet Such as the Princesse such the day addressed As though prouided equally to paire her Either in other fortunately blessed She by the day the day by her made falrer Both in the height and fulnesse of their pleasure As to them both some future good diuining Holding a steadie and accomplish'd measure This in her perfect clearenesse that in shining The very ayre to emulate her meekenesse Stroue to be bright and peaceable as she That it grew iealous of that sodaine sleekenesse Fearing it ofter otherwise might be And if the fleet winde by some rigorous gale Seern'd to be mou'd and patiently to chide her It was as angry with her lawnie vaile That from his sight it enuiously should hide her And now approching to the flow'rie meade Where the rich Summer curiously had dight her Which seem'd in all her 〈◊〉 arayde With Natures cost and pleasures to delight her See this most blessed this vnusuall hap She the small basket sooner should espie That the Childe wak'd and missing of his pap As for her succour in stantly did cry Forth of the flagges she caus'd it to be taken Calling her Maids this Orphanet to see Much did she ioy an Innocent forsaken By her from perill priuiledg'd might be This most sweet Princesse pittifull and milde Soone on her knee vnswathes it as her owne Found for a man so beautifull a Childe Might for an Hebrew easily be knowne Noting the caro in dressing it bestow'd Each thing that fitted gentlenesse to weare Iudg'd the sad parents this lost Infant ow'd Were as invulgar as their fruit was faire Saith she my minde not any way suggests An vnchaste wombe these lineaments hath bred For thy faire brow apparently contests The currant stampe of a cleane nuptiall bed She nam'd it Moyses which in time might tell For names doe many mysteries expound When it was young the chance that it befell How by the water strangely it was found Calling Melch women that Egyptians were Once to the teat his lips he would not lay As though offended with their sullied leare Seeming as still to turne his head away The little Girle that neere at hand did lurke Thinking this while she tarried but too long Finding these things so happily to worke Kindely being crafty wise as she was yong Madame saith she wilt please you I prouide A Nurse to breed the Infant you did finde There is an Hebrew dwelling here beside I know can doe it fitly to your minde For a right Hebrew if the Infant be As well produce you instances I can And by this Childe as partly you may see It will not sucke ofan Egyptian The courteous Princesse offered now so faire That which before she earnestly desir'd That of her foundling had a speciall care The Girle to fetch her instantly requir'd Away the Girle goes doth her Mother tell What fauor God had to her brother showne And what else in this accident befell That she might now be Nurse vnto her owne Little it bootes to bid the Wench to ply her Nor the kinde Mother hearken to her sonne Nor to prouoke her to the place to hie her Which seem'd not now on earthly feete to runne Slow to her selfe yet hasting as she flew So fast affection forward did her beare As though 〈◊〉 with the breath she drew Borne by the force of nature and of feare Little the time and little is the way And for her businesse eithers speede doth craue Yet in her haste 〈◊〉 her what to say And how her selfe in presence to behaue Slack shee 'l not seeme lest to anothers trust Her hopefull charge were happily directed Nor yet too forward shew her selfe she must Lest her sweet fraud thereby might be suspected Com'n she doth bow her humbly to the ground And euery ioynt incessantly doth tremble Gladnesse and feare each other so consound So hard a thing for Mothers to dissemble Saith this sweet Termuth well I like thy beautie Nurse me this Childe if it thy state behooue Although a Prince I le not enforce thy dutie But pay thy labour and reward thy loue Though euen as Gods is Pharaohs high command And as strong Nature so precise and strict There rests that power yet in a Princesse hand To free one Hebrew from this strong edict That shall in rich abilliments be dight Deck'd in the Iems that 〈◊〉 shine Wearing our owne roabe gracious in our sight Free in our Court and nourished for mine Loue him deare Hebrew as he were thine owne Good Nurse be carefull of my little Boy In this to vs thy kindenesse may be showne Some Mothers griefe is now a May dens ioy This while all mute the poore astonish'd Mother With admiration as transpeareed stood One 〈◊〉 ioy doth so confound another Passion so powerfull in her rauish'd blood Whisp'ring some soft words which deliuered were As rather seem'd her silence to impart And being inforc'd from bashfulnesse and feare Came as true tokens of a gracefull heart Thus she departs her husband to content With this deare present backe to him she brought Making the time short telling each euent In all shapes ioy presented to her thought Yet still his manly modesty was such That his affections strongly so controlde As if ioy seem'd his manly heart to touch It was her ioy and gladnesse to behold When all reioyc'd vnmou'd thereat the whiles In his graue face such constancie appeares As now scarse shewing comfort in his smiles Nor then reuealing sorrow in his teares Yet oft beheld it with that stedfast eye Which though itsdain'd the pleasdnesse to confesse More in his lookes in fulnesse there did lie Than all their words could any way