Minerua seekes with more offences done Against the lately iniur'd Atreus sonne A ground that clearest would make sene their sinne To haue the Lycian Pandarus beginne He gainst the Truce with sacred couenants bound Giues Menelaus a dishonour'd wound Machaon heales him Agamemnon then To mortall warre incenseth all his men The battels ioyne and in the heate of fight Cold death shuts many eyes in endlesse night Another Argument In Delta is the Gods Assise The Truce is broke warres freshly rise WIthin the faire-pau'd Court of Ioue he and the Gods conferd About the sad euents of Troy amongst whom ministerd The Gods in Counsel at Ioues Court. Blest Hebe Nectar As they sate and did Troyes towres behold They drank and pledg'd each other round in full crownd cups of gold Hebe fils Nectar The mirth at whose feast was begun by great Saturnides In vrging a begun dislike amongst the Goddesses But chiefly in his solemne Queene whose splene he was disposd To tempt yet further knowing well what anger it inclosd And how wiues angers should be vsd On which thus pleasd he playd Two Goddesses there are that still giue Menelaus ayd And one that Paris loues The two that sit from vs so farre Ioues mirth with his wife daughter Pallas Which Argiue Iuno is and she that rules in deeds of warre No doubt are pleasd to see how well the late-seene-fight did frame And yet vpon the aduerse part the laughter-louing Dame Made her powre good too for her friend For though he were so neare The stroke of death in th 'others hopes she tooke him from them cleare The conquest yet is questionlesse the martiall Spartan kings We must consult then what euents shall crowne these future things If warres and combats we shall still with euen successes strike Or as impartiall friendship plant on both parts If ye like The last and that it will as well delight as meerely please Your happie Deities still let stand old Priams towne in peace And let the Lacedaemon king againe his Queene enioy As Pallas and heauens Queene sat close complotting ill to Troy With silent murmures they receiu'd this ill-lik't choice from Ioue Gainst whom was Pallas much incenst because the Queenâ—… of Loue Could not without his leaue relieue in that late point of death The sonne of Priam whom she loath'd her wrath yet fought beneath Her supreme wisedome and was curb'd but Iuno needs must ease Her great heart with her readie tongue and said What words are these Iuno angry with Iupiter Austere and too much Saturns sonne why wouldst thou render still My labours idle and the sweat of my industrious will Dishonor with so little power My chariot horse are tir'd With posting to and fro for Greece and bringing banes desir'd To people-mustring Priamus and his perfidious sonnes Yet thou protectst and ioynst with them whom each iust Deitie shuns Go on but euer go resolu'd all other Gods haue vow'd To crosse thy partiall course for Troy in all that makes it proud Iupiter to Iuno At this the cloud-compelling Ioue a farre fetcht sight let flie And said Thou Furie what offence of such impietie Hath Priam or his sonnes done thee that with so high a hate Thou shouldst thus ceaslesly desire to raze and ruinate So well a builded towne as Troy I thinke hadst thou the powre Thou wouldst the ports and farre-stretcht wals flie ouer and deuoure Old Priam and his issue quicke and make all Troy thy feast And then at length I hope thy wrath and tired spleene would rest To which run on thy chariot that nought be found in me Of iust cause to our future iarres In this yet strengthen thee And fixe it in thy memorie fast that if I entertaine As peremptorie a desire to leuell with the plaine A citie where thy loued liue stand not betwixt my ire And what it aimes at but giue way when thou hast thy desire Which now I grant thee willingly although against my will For not beneath the ample Sunne and heauens starre-bearing hill Troy most loued of Iupiter of all other cities There is a towne of earthly men so honour'd in my mind As sacred Troy nor of earths kings as Priam and his kind Who neuer let my altars lacke rich feast of offrings slaine And their sweet sauours for which grace I honor them againe Drad Iuno with the Cowes faire eyes replyed Three townes there are Three cities deare to Iuno Of great and eminent respect both in my loue and care Mycena with the brode high waies and Argos rich in horse And Sparta all which three destroy when thou enui'st their force I will not aid them nor maligne thy free and soueraigne will For if I should be enuious and set against their ill I know my enuie were in vaine since thou art mightier farre But we must giue each other leaue and winke at eithers warre Her deadly hate to Troy I likewise must haue powre to crowne my workes with wished end Because I am a Deitie and did from thence descend Whence thou thy selfe and th' elder borne wise Saturne was our Sire And thus there is a two-fold cause that pleads for my desire Being sister and am cald thy wife And more since thy command Rules all Gods else I claime therein a like superiour hand All wrath before then now remit and mutually combine In eithers Empire I thy rule and thou illustrate mine So will the other Gods agree and we shall all be strong And first for this late plot with speed let Pallas go among The Troians and some one of them entice to breake the truce By offering in some treacherous wound the honourd Greekes abuse The Father both of men and Gods agreed and Pallas sent With these wing'd words to both the hosts Make all haste and inuent Iupiter to Pallas Some meane by which the men of Troy against the truce agreed May stirre the glorious Greekes to armes with some inglorious deed Thus charg'd he her with haste that did before in hast abound Who cast her selfe from all the heights with which steepe heauen is crownd Pallas fals from heauen like a Comet And as Ioue brandishing a starre which men a Comet call Hurls out his curled haire abrode that from his brand exhals A thousand sparkes to fleets at sea and euerie mightie host Of all presages and ill haps a signe mistrusted most So Pallas fell twixt both the Camps and sodainly was lost When through the breasts of all that saw she strooke a strong amaze With viewing in her whole descent her bright and ominous blaze When straight one to another turn'd and said Now thundring 〈◊〉 Great Arbiter of peace and armes will either stablish loue Amongst our nations or renue such warre as neuer was Thus either armie did presage when Pallas made her passe Amongst the multitude of Troy who now put on the grace Of braue Laodocus the flowre of old Antenors race And sought for
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Sadly he went and sate by Ioue shew'd his immortall blood That from a mortall-man-made-wound powrd such an impious flood And weeping powr'd out these complaints O Father stormst thou not Mars to Iupiteâ—… To see vs take these wrongs from men extreme griefes we haue got Euen by our owne deepe counsels held for gratifying them And thou our Councels President conclud'st in this extreme Of fighting euer being ruld by one that thou hast bred One neuer well but doing ill a girle so full of head That though all other Gods obey her mad moods must command By thy indulgence nor by word nor any touch of hand Correcting her thy reason is she is a sparke of thee And therefore she may kindle rage in men gainst Gods and she May make men hurt Gods and those Gods that are besides thy seed First in the palms height Cyprides then runs the impious deed On my hurt person and could life giue way to death in me Or had my feete not fetcht me off heaps of mortalitie Had kept me consort Iupiter with a contracted brow Thus answerd Mars Thou many minds inconstant changling thou Iupiter to Mars Sit not complaining thus by me whom most of all the Gods Inhabiting the starrie hill I hate no periods Being set to thy contentions brawles fights and pitching fields Iust of thy mother Iunos moods stiffe-neckt and neuer yeelds Though I correct her still and chide nor can forbeare offence Though to her sonne this wound I know tasts of her insolence But I will proue more naturall thou shalt be cur'd because Thou com'st of me but hadst thou bene so crosse to sacred lawes Being borne to any other God thou hadst bene throwne from heauen Long since as low as Tartarus beneath the Giants driuen This said he gaue his wound in charge to Pâ—…on who applied Such soueraigne medicines that as soone the paine was qualified And he recur'd as nourishing milke when runnet is put in Runs all in heapes of tough thicke curd though in his nature thin Euen so soone his wounds parted sides ran close in his recure For he all deathlesse could not long the parts of death endure Then Hebe bath'd and put on him fresh garments and he sate Hebe attires Mars Exulting by his Sire againe in top of all his state So hauing from the spoiles of men made his desir'd remoue Iuno and Pallas reascend the starrie Court of Ioue The end of the fifth Booke THE SIXTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ILIADS. THE ARGVMENT THe Gods now leauing an indifferent field The Greekes preuaile the slaughterd Troiâ—…ns yeeld Hector by Hellenus aduice retires In haste to Troy and Hecuba desires To pray Minerua to remoue from fight The soâ—…ne of Tydeus her affected knight And vow to her for fauour of such price Twelue Oxen should be Sâ—…aine in sacrifice In meane space Glaucus and Tydides 〈◊〉 And either other with remembrance greet Of old loue twixt their fathers which enclines Their hearts to friâ—…ndship who change armes for signes Of a continu'd loue for eithers life Hector in his returne meets with his wife And taking in his armed armes his sonne He prophecies the fall of Ilion Another Argument In Zeta Hector Prophecies Prayes for his sonne wils sacrifice THe stern fight freed of al the Gods conquest with doubtful wings Flew on their lances euerie way the restlesse field she flings Betwixt the floods of Symois and Xanthus that confin'd All their affaires at Ilion and round about them shin'd The first that weigh'd downe all the field of one particular side Was Aiax sonne of Telamon who like a bulwarke plide The Greekes protection and of Troy the knottie orders brake Held out a light to all the rest and shew'd them how to make Way to their conquest he did wound the strongest man of Thrace The tallest and the biggest set Eussorian Acamas His lance fell on his caskes plum'd top in stooping the fell head Draue through his forehead to his iawes his eyes Night shadowed Tydides slue Teuthranides Axilus that did dwell In faire Arisbas well-built towres he had of wealth a Well Tydides 〈◊〉 Diomed being son to Tydâ—… And yet was kind and bountifull he would a traueller pray To be his guest his friendly house stood in the brode high way In which he all sorts nobly vsd yet none of them would stand Twixt him and death but both himselfe and he that had command Of his faire horse Calisius fell liuelesse on the ground Euryalus Opheltius and Dresus dead did wound Nor ended there his fierie course which he againe begins And ran to it succesfully vpon a paire of twins Aesepus and bold Pedasus whom good Bucolion That first cald father though base borne renowm'd Laomedon On Nais Abarbaraea got a Nymph that as she fed Her curled flocks Bucolion woo'd and mixt in loue and bed Both these were spoild of armes and life by Mecistiades Then Polypaetes for sterne death Astialus did seise Vlysses slue Percosius Teucer Aretaon Antilochus old Nestors ioy Ablerus the great sonne Of Atreus and king of men Elatus whose abode He held at vpper Pedasus where Satnius riuer flow'd The great Heroe Leitus staid Philacus in flight From further life Eurypilus Melanthius reft of light The brother to the king of men Adrestus tooke aliue Whose horse affrighted with the flight their driuer now did driue Amongst the low-growne Tamâ—…cke trees and at an arme of one The chariot in the draught-tree brake the horse brake loose and ron The same way other flyers fled contending all to towne Himselfe close at the chariot wheele vpon his face was throwne And there lay flat roll'd vp in dust Atrides inwards draue And holding at his breast his lance Adrestus sought to saue His head by losing of his feet and trusting to his knees On which the same parts of the king he hugs and offers fees Of worthie value for his life and thus pleades their receipt Take me aliue O Atreus sonne and take a worthie weight Of brasse elaborate iron and gold a heape of precious things This Virgils imitaâ—…es Are in my fathers riches hid which when your seruant brings Newes of my safetie to his eares he largely will diuide With your rare bounties Atreus sonne thought this the better side And meant to take it being about to send him safe to fleete Which when farre off his brother saw he wing'd his royall feet And came in threatning crying out O soft heart what 's the cause Agamemnoâ—… to Menâ—…laus Thou spar'st these men thus haue not they obseru'd these gentle lawes Of mild humanitie to thee with mightie argument Why thou shouldst deale thus In thy house and with all president Of honord guest rites entertaind not one of them shall flie A bitter end for it from heauen and much lesse dotingly Scape our reuengefull fingers all euen th'infant in the wombe Shall tast of what they merited and haue no other tombe Then razed Ilion nor
aâ—…d boâ—… to Ilion In one ship saild Besides by birth I breathe a Myrmidon Polystor cald the rich my sire declin'd with age like you Sixe sonnes he hath and me a seuenth and all those sixe liue now In Phthia since all casting lots my chance did onely fall To follow hither Now for walke I left my Generall To morrow all the Sunne-burn'd Greeks will circle Troy with armes The Princes rage to be withheld so idlely your alarmes Not giuen halfe hote enough they thinke and can containe no more He answerd If you serue the Prince let me be bold t'implore This grace of thee and tell me true lies Hector here at fleet Or haue the dogs his flesh He said Nor dogs nor fowle haue yet Toucht at his person still he lies at fleet and in the tent Merâ—…rie to Priam. Of our great Captaine who indeed is much too negligent Of his fit vsage but though now twelue dayes haue spent their heate On his cold body neither wormes with any taint haue eate Nor putrifaction perisht it yet euer when the Morne Lifts her diuine light from the sea vnmercifully borne About Patroclus sepulcher it beares his friends disdaine Bound to his chariot but no Fits of further outrage raigne In his distemper you would muse to see how deepe a dew Euen steepes the body all the blood washt off no slenderst shew Of gore or quitture but his wounds all closde though many were Opened about him Such a loue the blest immortals beare Euen dead to thy deare sonne because his life shew'd loue to them He ioyfull answerd O my sonne it is a grace supreme Priam to â—…curie In any man to serue the gods And I must needs say this For no cause hauing season fit my Hectors hands would misse Aduancement to the gods with gifts and therefore do not they Misse his remembrance after death Now let an old man pray Thy graces to receiue this cup and keepe it for my loue Not leaue me till the gods and thee haue made my prayres approue Achilles pitie by thy guide brought to his Princely tent Hermes replidâ—… You tempt me now old king to a consent Farre from me though youth aptly erres I secretly receiue Hermes againe to Prâ—…am Gifts that I cannot brodely vouch take graces that will giue My Lord dishonour or what he knowes not or will esteeme Perhaps vnfit such briberies perhaps at first may seeme Sweet and secure but futurely they still proue sowre and breed Both feare and danger I could wish thy graue affaires did need My guide to Argos either shipt or lackying by thy side And would be studious in thy guard so nothing could be tride But care in me to keepe thee safe for that I could excuse And vouch to all men These words past he put the deeds in vse For which Ioue sent him vp he leapt to Priams chariot Tooke scourge and reines and blew in strength to his free steeds and got The nauall towres and deepe dike strait The guards were all at meat Those he enslumberd op't the ports and in he safely let Old Priam with his wealthy prise Forthwith they reacht the Tent Of great Achilles Large and high and in his most ascent A shaggie roofe of seedy reeds mowne fâ—…om the meades a hall Of state they made their king in it and strengthned it withall Thicke with firre rafters whose approch was let in by a dore That had but one barre but so bigge that three men euermore Raisd it to shut three fresh take downe which yet Aeacides Would shut and ope himselfe And this with farre more ease Hermes set ope entring the king then leapt from horse and said Now know old king that Mercurie a god hath giuen this aid To thy endeuour sent by Ioue and now away must I For men would enuy thy estate to see a Deitie Affect a man thus enter thou embrace Achilles knee And by his sire sonne mother pray his ruth and grace to thee This said he high Olympus reacht the king then left his coach 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 To graue Idaeus and went on made his resolu'd approach And enterd in a goodly roome where with his Princes sate Ioue-lou'd Achilles at their feast two onely kept the state Of his attendance Alcymus and Lord Automedon At Priams entrie a great time Achilles gaz'd vpon His wonderd at approch nor eate the rest did nothing see While close he came vp with his hands fast holding the bent knee Of Hectors conqueror and kist that large man-slaughtring hand That much blood from his sonnes had drawne And as in some strange land And great mans house a man is driuen with that abhorâ—…'d dismay Simile That followes wilfull bloodshed still his fortune being to slay One whose blood cries alowde for his to pleade protection In such a miserable plight as frights the lookers on In such a stupefied estate Achilles sate to see So vnexpected so in night and so incrediblie Old Priams entrie all his friends one on another star'd To see his strange lookes seeing no cause Thus Priam then prepar'd Priam to Achillâ—… His sonnes redemption See in me O godlike Thetis sonne Thy aged father and perhaps euen now being outrunne With some of my woes neighbour foes thou absent taking time To do him mischiefe no meane left to terrifie the crime Of his oppression yet he heares thy graces still suruiue And ioyes to heare it hoping still to see thee safe arriue From ruin'd Troy but I curst man of all my race shall liue To see none liuing Fiftie sonnes the Deities did giue My hopes to liue in all aliue when neare our trembling shore The Greeke ships harbor'd and one wombe nineteene of those sons bore Now Mars a number of their knees hath strengthlesse left and he That was of all my onely ioy and Troyes sole guard by thee Late fighting for his countrey slaine whose tenderd person now I come to ransome Infinite is that I offer you My selfe conferring it exposde alone to all your oddes Onely imploring right of armes Achilles feare the gods Pitie an old man like thy â—…ire different in onely this That I am wretcheder and beare that weight of miseries That neuer man did my curst lips enforc't to kisse that hand That slue my children This mou'd teares his fathers name did stand Mention'd by Priam in much helpe to his compasfion And mou'd Aeacides so much he could not looke vpon The weeping father With his hand he gently put away His graue face calme remission now did mutually display Her powre in eithers heauinesse old Priam to record His sonnes death and his deaths man see his teares and bosome pour'd Before Achilles At his feete he laid his reuerend head Achilles thoughts now with his sire now with his friend were fed Betwixt both Sorrow fild the the tent But now Aeacides Satiate at all parts with the ruth of their calamities Achilles remorse of Priaâ—… Start vp and vp he raisd
of commixed seed a goddesse with a man The catalogue of other captaines Anchises with the Queene of loue the troopes Dardanian Dardans and Aeneas their captainâ—… Led to the field his louely Sire in Idas lower shade Begat him of sweet Cypridis he solely was not made Chiefe leader of the Dardan powers Antenors valiant sonnes Archilochus and Acamas were ioyn'd companions Archilocâ—…s Acamas Who in Zelia dwelt beneath the sacred foote of Ide That drinke of blacke Aesepus streame and wealth made full of pride The Aphnij Lycaons sonne whom Phoebus gaue his bow The Aphnij Pandarus their leader Prince Pandarus did leade to field Who Adrestinus owe Apesus citie Pitai and mount Tereies Adrestus and stout Amphius led who did their Sire displease Adrestians Their Chiefe Adrestus and Amphius Merops Percosius that exceld all Troy in heauenly skill Of futures-searching prophesie for much against his will His sonnes were agents in those armes whom since they disobeyd The Fates in letting slip their threds their hastie valures staid Who in Percotes Practius Arisbe did abide Percosians Sâ—…stians Abidens 〈◊〉 led by Asius Who Sestus and Abidus bred Hyrtacides did guide Prince Asius Hyrtacides that through great Selees force Brought from Arisba to that fight the great and fierie horse Pyleus and Hypothous the stout Pelasgians led The Pelasgians Their chiefe 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 Of them Larissas fruitfull soyle before had nourished These were Pelasgian Pithus sonnes sonne of Teutamidas The Thracian guides were Pyrous and valiant Acamas The Thracians Of all that the impetuous flood of Hellespont enclosd Their chiefe Pyrous 〈◊〉 Euphemus the Ciconian troopes in his command disposd Euphemus Capt. of the Ciconians Who from Trezenius Ceades right nobly did descend Pyrechmes did the Peons rule that crooked bowes do bend Pyrechmâ—…s Commander of the 〈◊〉 From Axius out of Amidon he had them in command From Axius whose most beautious streame still 〈◊〉 the land Pylemen with the well arm'd heart the Paphlagonians led PylemeÌ„ captain of the Paphlagonians From Enes where the race of mules fit for the plough is bred The men that broad Cytorus bounds and Sesamus enfold About Parthenius loftie floud in houses much extold From Cromna and Aegialus the men that armes did beare And Eurithymus situate high Pylemens soldiers were Epistrophus and Dius did the Halizonians guide 〈◊〉 their captaine Epistrophus and Dius Far-fetcht from Alybe where first the siluer mines were tride Chronius and Augur Eunomus the Mysians did command Who could not with his auguries the strength of death withstand The Mysians Eunomus and Câ—…ronius But suffred it beneath the stroke of great Aeacides In Xanthus where he made more soules diue to the Stygian seas Phorcys and faire Ascanius the Phrygians brought to warre The 〈◊〉 Their Chiefes Phorcis and 〈◊〉 Well train'd for battell and were come out of Ascania farre With Methles and with Antiphus Pylemens sonnes did fight The men of Mezon whom the fenne Gygaea brought to light And those Maeonians that beneath the mountaine Tmolus sprong The 〈◊〉 Antiphus and Methles captaines The rude vnletterd Caribae that barbarous were of tongue Did vnder Naustes colours march and young Amphimachus Nomyons famous sonnes to whom the mountaine Phthirorus The 〈◊〉 and Milesians led by Amphimacus and Naustes That with the famous wood is crown'd Miletus Micales That hath so many loftie markes for men that loue the seas The crooked armes Meander bow'd with his so snakie flood Resign'd for conduct the choice youth of all their martiall brood The foole Amphimachus to field brought gold to be his wracke Proude-giâ—…lelike that doth euer beare her dowre vpon her backe Which wise Achilles markt slue him and tooke his gold in strife At Xanthus floud so little death did feare his golden life The Lycians whose Commanders were Sarpe don 〈◊〉 Sarpedon led the Lycians and Glaucus vnreprou'd From Lycia and the gulfie flood of Xanthus farre remou'd COMMENT ARIVS a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c. Sicut examina prodeunt apum frequentium c. In thu Simile Virgil vsing the like in imitation is preferd to Homer with what reason I pray you see Their ends are different Homer intending to expresse the infinite multitude of souldiers euerie where dispersing Virgil the diligence of builders Virgils Simile is this 1. Aeneid Qualis apes aestate noua per florea rura Exercet sub sole labor cum gentis adultos Educunt foetus aut cum liquentia mella Stipant dulci distendunt Nectare cellas Aut onera accipiunt venientum aut agmine facto Ignauum fucos pecus à praesepibus arcent Feruet opus redolent thymo fragrantia mella Now compare this with Homers but in my translation and iudge if to both their ends there be any such betternesse in Virgils but that the reuerence of the scholler due to the maister euen in these his maligners might well haue containd their lame censures of the Poeticall furie from these vnmannerlie and hatefull comparisons Especially since Virgil hath nothing of his owne but onely elocution his inuention matter and forme being all Homers which laid by a man that which he addeth is onelie the worke of a woman to netifie and polish Nor do I alas but the formost ranke of the most ancient and best learned that euer were come to the field for Homer hiding all other Poets vnder his ensigne hate not me then but them to whom before my booke I referre you But much the rather I insist on the sormer Simile for the word 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 cateruatim or confertim which is noted by Spondanus to containe all the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 reddition or application of the comparison and is nothing so For though it be all the reddition Homer expresseth yet he intends two speciall parts in the application more which he leaues to his iudicial readers vnderstanding as he doth in all his other Similes since a man may peruially or as he passeth discerne all that is to be vnderstood And here besides the throngs of souldiers exprest in the swarmes of Bees he intimates the infinite number in those throngs or companies issuing from fleete so ceaslesly that there appeared almost no end of their issue and thirdly the euerie where dispersing themselues But Spondanus would excuse Homer for expressing no more of his application with affirming it impossible that the thing compared and the comparison should answer in all parts and therefore alledges the vulgar vnderstanding of a Simile which is as grosse as it is vulgar that a similitude must vno pede semper claudicare His reason for it as absurd as the rest which is this si ea inter se omnino respoÌ„derent falleret illud axioma nullum simile est idem as though the generall application of the compared and the comparison would make them any thing more the same or all
pappe quite through his shoulder bone And in the dust of earth he fell that was the fruitfull soyle Of his friends hopes but where he sow'd he buried all his toyle And as a Poplar shot aloft set by a riuer side Simile In moist edge of a mightiefenne his head in curls implide But all his bodie plaine and smooth to which a Wheel-wright puts The sharpe edge of his shining axe and his soft timber cuts From his innatiue roote in hope to hew out of his bole The Fell'ffs or out-parts of a wheele that compasse in the whole To serue some goodly chariot but being bigge and sad And to be hal'd home through the bogs the vsefull hope he had Sticks there and there the goodly plant lies withring out his grace So lay by Ioue-bred Aiax hand Anthemions forward race Nor could through that vast fen of toiles be drawne to serue the ends Intended by his bodies pow'rs nor cheare his aged friends But now the gay-arm'd Antiphus a sonne of Priam threw Antiphus one of Priams sonnes His lance at Aiax through the preasse which went by him and flew On Leucus wise Vlysses friend his groine it smote as faine He would haue drawne into his spoile the caâ—…kasse of the slaine By which he fell and that by him it vext Vlysses heart Who thrust into the face of fight well arm'd at euerie part Came close and lookt about to find an obiect worth his lance Which when the Troians saw him shake and he so neare aduance All shrunke he threw and forth it shin'd nor fell but where it feld His friends griefe gaue it angrie powre and deadly way it held Dâ—…mocoon PriaÌ„s base sonne â—…lain by 〈◊〉 Vpon Democoon who was sprung of Priams wanton force Came from Abydus and was made the maister of his horse Through both his temples strooke the dart the wood of one side shewd The pile out of the other lookt and so the earth he strewd With much sound of his weightie armes Then backe the formost went Euen Hector yeelded then the Greekes gaue worthie clamors vent Effecting then their first dumbe powers some drew the dead and spoild Some followed that in open flight Troy might confesse it foild Apollo angrie at the sight from top of Ilion cride Apollo excites the Troians Turne head ye well-rode Peeres of Troy feed not the Grecians pride They are not charm'd against your points of steele nor Iron fram'd Nor fights the faire-haird Thetis sonne but sits at fleet inflam'd So spake the dreadfull God from Troy The Greekes Ioues noblest seed Encourag'd to keepe on the chace and where fit spirit did need Pallâ—… encourageth the Greeks She gaue it marching in the midst Then flew the fatall howre Backe on Diores in returne of Ilions sun-burnd powre Diores Amarincides whose right legs ankle bone Diores And both the sinewes with a sharpe and handfull charging stone Pirus Imbrasides did breake that led the Thracian bands Piros And came from Aenos downe he fell and vp he held his hands To his lou'd friends his spirit wingd to flie out of his breast With which not satisfied againe Imbrasides addrest His Iaueline at him and so ript his nauill that the wound As endlesly it shut his eyes so opend on the ground It powr'd his entrailes As his foe went then suffisd away Thoas Aetolius threw a dart that did his pile conuay Aboue his nipple through his lungs when quitting his sterne part He closd with him and from his breast first drawing out his dart Piros â—…aine by Thoas His sword flew in and by the midst it wip't his bellie out So tooke his life but left his armes his friends so flockt about And thrust forth lances of such length before their slaughterd king Which though their foe were big and strong and often brake the ring Forg'd of their lances yet enforc't he left th' affected prise The Thracian and Epeian Dukes laid close with closed eyes By either other drownd in dust and round about the plaine All hid with slaughterd carkasses yet still did hotely raigne The martiall planet whose effects had any eye beheld Free and vnwounded and were led by Pallas through the field To keepe of Iauelins and suggest the least fault could be found He could not reprehend the fight so many strew'd the ground The end of the fourth Booke THE FIFTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ILIADS. THE ARGVMENT KIng Diomed by Pallas spirit inspir'd With will and powre is for his acts admir'd Meere men and men deriu'd from Deities And Deities themselues he terrifies Addes wounds to terrors his inflamed lance Drawes blood from Mars and Venus In a trance He casts Aeneas with a weightie stone Apollo quickens him and gets him gone Mars is recur'd by Paeon but by Ioue Rebuk't for authoring breach of humane loue Another Argument In Epsilon heauens blood is shed By sacred rage of Diomed. THen Pallas breath'd in Tydeus sonne to render whom supreame Pallas inspires and glorifies Diomed. To all the Greekes at all his parts she cast a hoter beame On his high mind his body fild with much superiour might And made his compleate armor cast a farre more complete light From his bright helme and shield did burne a most vnwearied fire This simile likâ—…wise Virgil Iearus of him Like rich Autumnus golden lampe whose brightnesse men admire Past all the other host of starres when with his chearefull face Fresh washt in loftie Ocean waues he doth the skies enchase To let whose glorie lose no sight still Pallas made him turne Where tumult most exprest his powre and where the fight did burne Dares Priest of Mulciber or Vulcan An honest and a wealthie man inhabited in Troy Dares the Priest of Mulciber who two sons did enioy Idaeus and bold Phegeus well seene in euerie fight These singl'd from their troopes and horst assaild Mineruas knight Ideus and Phegeus both against Diomâ—…d Who rang'd from fight to fight on foote all hasting mutuall charge And now drawne neare first Phegeus threw a iaueline swift and large Whose head the kings left shoulder tooke but did no harme at all Then rusht he out a lance at him that had no idle fall But in his breast stucke twixt the paps and strooke him from his horse Phegeus slaine Ideus 〈◊〉 Which sterne sight when Idaeus saw distrustfull of his force To saue his slaughterd brothers spoile it made him headlong leape From his faire chariot and leaue all yet had not scap't the heape Of heauie funerall if the God great president of fire Had not in sodaine clouds of smoke and pittie of his Sire To leaue him vtterly vnheird giuen safe passe to his feet He gone Tydides sent the horse and chariot to the fleet The Troians seeing Dares sonnes one slaine the other fled Were strooke amaz'd the blew-eyd maide to grace her Diomed In giuing free way to his power made this so ruthfull sact A fit aduantage to remoue
seeme his fault then cowardise And thus he answerd Since with right you ioynd checke with aduise Paris 〈◊〉 Hâ—…ctor And I heare you giue equall eare It is not any spleene Against the Towne as you conceiue that makes me so vnseene But sorrow for it which to ease and by discourse digest Within my selfe I liue so close and yet since men might wrest My sad retreat like you my wife with her aduice inclinde This my addression to the field which was mine owne free minde As well as th'instance of her words for though the foyle were mine Conquest brings forth her wreaths by turnes stay then this hast of thine But till I ar me and I am made a consort for thee streight Or go I le ouertake thy haste Hellen stood at receipt And tooke vp all great Hectors powers t' attend her heauie words Hellens ruthfull complaint to Hector By which had Paris no reply this vent her griefe affords Brother if I may call you so that had bene better borne A dog then such a horride Dame as all men curse and scorne A mischiefe makâ—…r a man-plague O would to God the day That first gaue light to me had bene a whirlwind in my way And borne me to some desert hill or hid me in the rage Of earths most far-resounding seas ere I should thus engage The deare liues of so many friends yet since the Gods hauâ—… beene Helplesse foreseers of my plagues they might haue likewise seene That he they put in yoke with me to beare out their award Had bene a man of much more spirit and or had noblier dar'd To shield mine honour with his deed or with his mind had knowne Much better the vpbraids of men that so he might haue showne More like a man some sence of griefe for both my shame and his But he is senslesse nor conceiues what any manhood is Nor now nor euer after will and therefore hangs I feare A plague aboue him But come neare good brother rest you here Who of the world of men stands charg'd with most vnrest for me Vile wretch and for my Louers wrong on whom a destinie So bitter is imposde by Ioue that all succeeding times Will put to our vn-ended shames in all mens mouthes our crimes He answerd Hellen do not seeke to make me sit with thee Hector to Hellen I must not stay though well I know thy honourd loue of me My mind cals forth to aid our friends in whom my absence breeds Longings to see me for whose sakes importune thou to deeds This man by all meanes that your care may make his owne make hast And meete me in the open towne that all may see at last He minds his louer I my selfe will now go home and see My houshold my deare wife and sonne that little hope of me For sister t is without my skill if I shall euer more Returne and see them or to earth her right in me restore The Gods may stoupe me by the Greekes This said he went to see The vertuous Princesse his true wife white arm'd Andromache She with her infant sonne and maide was climb'd the towre about The sight of him that sought for her weeping and crying out Hector not finding her at home was going forth retir'd Stood in the gate her woman cald and curiously enquir'd Where she was gone bad tell him true if she were gone to see His sisters or his brothers wiues or whether she should be At Temple with the other Dames t'implore Mineruas ruth Her woman answerd since he askt and vrg'd so much the truth The truth was she was neither gone to see his brothers wiues His sisters nor t'implore the ruth of Pallas on their liues But she aduertisde of the bane Troy sufferd and how vast Conquest had made her selfe for Greece like one distraught made hast To ample Ilion with her sonne and Nurse and all the way Mournd and dissolu'd in teares for him Then Hector made no stay But trod her path and through the streets magnificently built All the great Citie past and came where seeing how bloud was spilt Andromache might see him come who made as he would passe The ports without saluting her not knowing where she was She with his sight made breathlesse hast to meet him she whose grace Brought him withall so great a dowre she that of all the race Of king Action onely liu'd Action whose house stood Beneath the mountaine Placius enuirond with the wood Of Theban Hippoplace being Court to the Cilician land She ran to Hector and with her tender of heart and hand Her sonne borne in his Nurses armes when like a heauenly signe Compact of many golden starres the princely child did shine Whom Hector cald Scamandrius but whom the towne did name Astianax because his sire did onely prop the same Hector though griefe bereft his speech yet smil'd vpon his ioy Andromache cride out mixt hands and to the strength of Troy Thus wept forth her affection O noblest in desire Aâ—…dromaches passion to Hector Thy mind inflam'd with others good will set thy selfe on fire Nor pitiest thou thy sonne nor wife who must thy widdow be If now thou issue all the field will onely run on thee Better my shoulders vnderwent the earth then thy decease For then would earth beare ioyes no moâ—…e then comes the blacke increase Of griefes like Greeks on Ilion Alas what one suruiues To be my refuge one blacke day bereft seuen brothers liues By sterne Achilles by his hand my father breath'd his last Thebes a most 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of Ciâ—… His high-wald rich Cilician Thebes sackt by him and laid wast The royall bodie yet he left vnspoild Religion charm'd That act of spoile and all in fire he burnd him compleat arm'd Built ouer him a royall tombe and to the monument He left of him Th' Oreades that are the high descent Of Aegis-bearing Iupiter another of their owne Did adde to it and set it round with Elms by which is showne In theirs the barrennesse of death yet might it serue beside To shelter the sad Monument from all the ruffinous pride Of stormes and tempests vsde to hurt things of that noble kind The short life yet my mother liu'd he sau'd and seru'd his mind With all the riches of the Realme which not enough esteemd He kept her prisoner whom small time but much more wealth redeemd And she in syluane Hyppoplace Cilicia rul'd againe But soone was ouer-rul'd by death Dianas chast disdaine Gaue her a Lance and tooke her life yet all these gone from me Thou amply renderst all thy life makes still my father be My mother brothers and besides thou art my husband too Most lou'd most worthy Pitie then deare loue and do not go For thou gone all these go againe pitie our common ioy Lest of a fathers patronage the bulwarke of all Troy Thou leau'st him a poore widdowes charge stay stay then in this Towre And call vp to the wilde
Euristheus vntoucht in life or lim When he heauen knowes with drowned eyes lookt vp for helpe to heauen Which euer at command of Ioue was by my supppliance giuen But had my wisdome reacht so farre to know of this euent When to the solid-ported depths of hell his sonne was sent To hale out hatefull Plutoes dog from darksome Erebus He had not scap't the streames of Styx so deepe and dangerous Yet Ioue hates me and shews his loue in doing Thetis will That kist his knees and strok't his chin praid and importun'd still That he would honour with his aid her cittie-razing sonne Displeasd Achilles and for him our friends are thus vndone But time shall come againe when he to do his friends some aid Will call me his Glaucopides his sweet and blew-eyd maid Then harnesse thou thy horse for me that his bright Pallace gaâ—…es I soone may enter arming me to order these debates And I will trie if Priams sonne will still maintaine his cheare When in the crimson paths of warre I dreadfully appeare For some prowd Troian shall be sure to nourish dogs and soules And paue the shore with fat and flesh depriu'd of liues and soules Iuno prepar'd her horse whose manes Ribands of gold enlac't Pallas her partie coloured robe on her bright shoulders cast Pallas armes Diuinely wrought with her owne hands in th' entrie of her Sire Then put she on her ample breast her vnder-arming tire And on it her celestiall armes the chariot streight she takes With her huge heauie violent lance with which she slaughter makes Of armies fatall to her wrath Saturnia whipt her horse Iuno her waggonnesse And heauen gates guarded by the Howres op't by their proper force Through which they flew Whom when Ioue saw set neare th'Idalian spring Highly displeasd he Iris cald that hath the golden wings And said Flie Iris turne them backe let them not come at me Ioue to Iris. Our meetings seuerally disposd will nothing gracious be Beneath their o'rethrowne chariot I le shiuer their prowd steeds Huâ—…le downe themselues their wagon breake and for their stubborne deeds In ten whole yeares they shall not heale the wounds I will impresse With horrid thunder that my maid may know when to addresse Armes against her father For my wife she doth not so offend T' is but her vse to interrupt what euer I intend Iris with this left Idas hils and vp t'Olympus flew 〈◊〉 is to heauen Met neare heauen gates the Goddesses and thus their haste with-drew What course intend you why are you wrapt with your fancies storme Ioue likes not ye should aid the Greeks but threats and will performe To crush in peeces your swift horse beneath their glorious yokes Hurle downe your selues your chariot breake and those impoysoned strokes His wounding thunder shall imprint in your celestiall parts In ten full Springs ye shall not cure that she that tames proud hearts Thy selfe Minerua may be taught to know for what and when Thou doest against thy father fight for sometimes childeren May with discretion plant themselues against their fathers wils But not where humors onely rule in works beyond their skils For Iuno she offends him not nor vexeth him so much For t' is her vse to crosse his will her impudence is such â—…ile facit quod semper facit The habite of offence in this she onely doth contract And so grieues or incenseth lesse though nere the lesse her fact But thou most grieu'st him dogged Dame whom he rebukes in time Lest silence should peruert thy will and pride too highly clime In thy bold bosome desperate girle if seriously thou dare Lift thy vnwieldie lance gainst Ioue as thy pretences are She left them and Saturnia said Ay me thou seed of Ioue Iuno to Pallâ—… By my aduice we will no more vnfit contention moue With Iupiter for mortall men of whom let this man die And that man liue who euer he pursues with destinie And let him plotting all euents dispose of either host As he thinks fittest for them both and may become vs most Thus turnd she backe and to the Howres her rich man'd horse resign'd Who them t'immortall mangers bound the chariot they inclin'd Beneath the Christall walls of heauen and they in golden thrones Consorted other Deities repleate with passions Ioue in his bright-wheeld chariot his firie horse now beats Vp to Olympus and aspir'd the Gods eternall seats Great Neptune loosd his horse his Carre vpon the Altar plac't And heauenly-linnen Couerings did round about it cast The farre-seer vsd his throne of gold the vast Olympus shooke Beneath his feete his wife and maid apart their places tooke Nor any word afforded him he knew their thoughts and said â—…oue to Innâ—… and Pallas Why do you thus torment your selues you need not sit dismaid With the long labours you haue vsd in your victorious fight Destroying Troians gainst whose liues you heape such high despight Scopticé Ye should haue held your glorious course for be assur'd as farre As all my powres by all meanes vrg'd could haue sustaind the warre Not all the host of Deities should haue retir'd my hand From vowd inflictions on the Greeks much lesse you two withstand But you before you saw the fight much lesse the slaughter there Had all your goodly lineaments possest with shaking feare And neuer had your chariot borne their charge to heauen againe But thunder should haue smit you both had you one Troian slaine Both Goddesses let fall their chins vpon their Iuorie breasts Set next to Ioue contriuing still afflicted Troyes vnrests Pallas for anger could not speake Saturnia contrarie Could not for anger hold her peace but made this bold replie Not-to-be-suffred Iupiter what needst thou still enforce 〈◊〉 to Iupiter Thy matchlesse power we know it well But we must yeeld remorse To them that yeeld vs sacrifice nor needst thou thus deride Our kind obedience nor our griefes but beare our powers applide To iust protection of the Greeks that anger tombe not all In Troyes foule gulfe of periurie and let them stand should fall Greeue not said Ioue at all done yet for if thy faire eyes please Iâ—…piter to Iâ—…no This next red morning they shall see the great Saturnides Bring more destruction to the Greekes and Hector shall not cease Till he haue rowsed from the Fleet swift-foot Aeacides In that day when before their ships for his Patroclus slaine The Greekes in great distresse shall fight for so the Fates ordaine I weigh not thy displeased spleene though to th' extremest bounds Of earth and seas it carrie thee where endlesse night confounds Iapet and my deiected Sire who sit so farre beneath They neuer see the flying Sunne nor heare the winds that breath Neare to profoundest Tartarus nor thither if thou went Would I take pittie of thy moods since none more impudent To this she nothing did replie and now Sols glorious light Fell
leaue His trust and Empire but alas though like a wolfe he be Shamelesse and rude he durst not take my prise and looke on me I neuer will partake his works nor counsels as before He once deceiu'd and iniur'd me and he shall neuer more Tie my affections with his words enough is the increase Of one successe in his deceits which let him ioy in peace And beare it to a wretched end wise Ioâ—…e hath reft his braine To bring him plagues and these his gifts I as my foes disdaine Euen in the numnesse of calme death I will reuengefull be Though ten or twentie times so much he would bestow on me All he hath here or any where or Orchomen containes To which men bring their wealth for strength or all the store remaines In circuite of Aegyptian Thebes where much hid treasure lies Whose wals containe an hundred ports of so admir'd a size Two hundred souldiers may afront with horse and chariots passe Noâ—… would â—…e amplifie all this like sand or dust or grasse Should he reclaime me till his wreake payd me for all the paines That with his contumely burnd like poison in my veines 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Nor shall his daughter be my wife although she might contend With golden Venâ—…s for her forme or if she did transcend Blew-eyd Minâ—…a for her works let him a Greeke select Fit for her and a greater King For if the Gods protect My safetie to my fathers court he shall chuse me a wife Many faire Achiue Princesses of vnimpeached life In Helle and in Pthia liue whose Sires do cities hold Of whom I can haue whom I will And more an hundred â—…old My true mind in my countrie likes to take a lawfull wife Then in another nation and there delight my life With those goods that my father got much rather then die here Not all the wealth of wel-built Troy possest when peace was there All that Apollâ—…s marble Fane in stonie Pythos holds I value equall with the life that my free breast infolds Sheepe Oxen Tripods crest-deckt horse though lost may come againe But when the white guard of our teeth no longer can containe Our humane soule away it flies and once gone neuer more To her fraile mansion any man can her lost powres restore And therefore since my mother-queene fam'd for her siluer feet Told me two fates about my death in my direction meet The one that if I here remaine t' assist our victorie My safe returne shall neuer liue my fame shall neuer die If my returne obtaine successe much of my fame decayes But death shall linger his approach and I liue many dayes This being reueal'd t were foolish pride t' abridge my life for praise Then with my selfe I will aduise others to hoise their saile For gainst the height of Ilion you neuer shall preuaile Ioue with his hand protecteth it and makes the souldiers bold This tell the King in euery part for so graue Legates should That they may better counsels vse to saue their fleet and friends By their owne valours since this course drown'd in my anger ends Phoenix may in my tent repose and in the moâ—…e stere course For Pthia if he thinke it good if not I le vse no force All wondred at his sterne reply and Phâ—…nix full of feares His words would be more weake then iust supplide their wants with teares If thy returne incline thee thus Peleus renowned ioy And thou wilt let our ships be burnd with harmfull fire of Troy Phoenix Oration to Aâ—…hilles Since thou art angrie O my sonne how shall I after be Alone in these extremes of death relinquished by thee I whom thy royall father sent as orderer of thy force When to Atrides from his Court he left thee for this course Yet young and when in skill of armes thou didst not so abound Nor hadst the habite of discourse that makes men so renownd In all which I was set by him t' instruct thee as my sonne That thou mightst speake when speech was fit and do when deeds were done Not sit as dumbe for want of words idle for skill to moue I would not then be left by thee deare sonne begot in loue No not if God would promise me to raze the prints of time Caru'd in my bosome and my browes and grace me with the prime Of manly youth as when at first I left sweet Helles shore Deckt with faire Dames and fled the grudge my angrie father bore Who was the faire Amyntor cald surnam'd Ormenides Morâ—…m 〈◊〉 obseruat quâ—… de prateritis libeâ—…ter solent meminisse And for a faire-haird harlots sake that his affects could please Contemnd my mother his true wife who ceaslesse vrged me To vse his harlot Clytia and still would claspe my knee To do her will that so my Site might turne his loue to hate Of that lewde Dame conuerting it to comfort her estaâ—… At last I was content to proue to do my mother good And reconcile my fathers loue who straight suspitious stood Pursuing me with many a curse and to the Furies praide No Dame might loue nor bring me seed the Deities obayd That gouerne hell infernall Ioue and sterne Persephone Then durst I in no longer date with my sterne fatherbe Yet did my friends and neare allies enclose me with desires Not to depart kild sheepe bores beeues rost them at solemne fires And from my fathers tuns we drunke exceeding store of wine Nine niâ—…hts they guarded me by turns their fires did ceaslesse shine One in the porch of his strong hall and in the portall one Before my chamber but when day beneath the tenth night shone I brake my chambers thick-fram'd dores and through the hals guard past Vnseene of any man or maide Through Greece then rich and vast I fled to Pthia nurse of sheepe and came to Peleus Court Who entertaind me heartily and in as gracious sort As any Sire his onely sonne borne when his strength is spent And blest with great possessions to leaue to his descent He made me rich and to my charge did much command commend I dwelt in th'vt most region rich Pthia doth extend And gouernd the Dolopians and made thee what thou aâ—… O thou that like the Gods art fram'd since dearest to my heart I vsde thee so thou lou'dst none else nor any where wouldst eate Till I had crownd my knee with theee and karu'd thee tenderst meate And giuen thee wine so much for loue that in thy infancie Which still discretion must protect and a continuall eye My bosome louingly sustain'd the wine thine could not beare Then now my strength needs thine as much be mine to thee as deare Much haue I sufferd for thy loue much labour'd wished much Thinking since I must haue no heire the Gods decrees are such I would adopt thy selfe my heire to thee my heart did giue What any Sire could giue his sonne in thee I hop't to liue O mitigate
him that hath dishonord me Lest such loose kindnesse lose his heart that yet is firme to thee It were thy praise to hurt with me the hurter of my state Since halfe my honor and my Realme thou maist participate Let these Lords then returne th' euent and do thou here repose And when darke sleepe breakes with the day our counsels shall disclose The course of our returne or stay This said he with his eye Made to his friend a couert signe to hasten instantly A good soft bed that the old Prince soone as the Peeres were gone Might take his rest when souldier-like braue Aiax Telamon Spake to Vlysses as with thought Achilles was not worth The high direction of his speech that stood so sternly forth Vnmou'd with th'Orators and spake not to appease Pelides wrath but to depart his arguments were these High-issued Laertiades let vs insist no more Aiâ—…x souldier-like speech and fashion On his perswasion I perceiue the world woâ—…d end before Our speeches end in this affaire we must with vtmost haste Returne his answer though but bad the Peeres are else-where plac't And will not rise till we returne great Thetis sonne hath stor'd Prowd wrath within him as his wealth and will not be implor'd Rude that he is nor his friends loue respects do what they can Wherein past all we honourd him O vnremorsefull man Another for his brother slaine another for his sonne Accepts of satisfaction and he the deed hath done Liues in belou'd societie long after his amends To which his foes high heart for gifts with patience condescends But thee a wild and cruell spirit the Gods for plague haue giuen And for one girle of whose faiâ—…e sexe we come to offer seauen The most exempt for excellence and many a better prise Then put a sweet mind in thy breast respect thy owne allies Though others make thee not remisse a multitude we are Sprung of thy royall familie and our supremest caâ—…e Is to be most familiar and hold most louâ—… with thee Of all the Greeks how great an host soeuer here there be He answerd Noble Telamon Prince of our souldiers here Achilles tâ—… 〈◊〉 Out of thy heart I know thou speakst and as thou holdst me deare But still as often as I thinke how rudely I was vsd And like a stranger for all rites fit for our good refusd My heart doth swell against the man that durst be so profane To violate his sacred place not for my priuate bane But since wrackt vertues generall lawes he shamelesse did infringe For whose sake I will loose the reines and giue mine anger swinge Without my wisedomes least impeach He is a foole and base That pitties vice-plagu'd minds when paine not loue of right giues place And therefore tell your king my Lords my iust wrath will not care For all his cares before my tents and nauie charged are By warlike Hector making way through flockes of Grecian liues Enlightned by their nauall fire but when his rage arriues About my tent and sable barke I doubt not but to shield Them and my selfe and make him flie the there-strong bounded field This said each one but kist the cup and to the ships retir'd Vlysses first Patroclus then the men and maids requiâ—…'d To make graue Phoenix bed with speed and see he nothing lacks They straite obeyd and thereon laid the subtile fruite of flax And warme sheep-fels for couering and there the old man slept Attending till the golden Morne her vsuall station kept Achilles lay in th'inner roome of his tent richly wrought And that faire Ladie by his side that he from Lesbos brought Bright Diomeda Phorbas seed Patroclus did embrace The beautious Iphis giuen to him when his bold friend did race The loftie Syrus that was kept in Enyeius hold Now at the tent of Atreus sonne each man with cups of gold Agamemnon to Vlysses Receiu'd th' Ambassadors returnd all clusterd neare to know What newes they brought which first the king would haue Vlysses show Say most praise-worthie Ithacus the Grecians great renowne Will he defend vs or not yet will his prowd stomacke downe Vlysses made replie Not yet will he appeased be Vlysses to Agâ—…memnon But growes more wrathfull prizing light thy offerd gifts and thee And wils thee to consult with vs and take some other course To saue our armie and our fleete and sayes with all his force The morne shall light him on his way to Pthias wished soile For neuer shall high-seated Troy be sackt with all our toile loue holds his hand twixt vs and it the souldiers gather heart Thus he replies which Aiax here can equally impart And both these Heralds Phoenix stayes for so was his desire To go with him if he thought good if not he might retire All wondred he should be so sterne at last bold Diomed spake Would God Atrides thy request were yet to vndertake Diomed to Agaâ—…non And all thy gifts vnofferd him he 's proud enough beside But this ambassage thou hast sent will make him burst with pride But let vs suffer him to stay or go at his desire Fight when his stomacke serues him best or when Ioue shall inspire Meane while our watch being strongly held let vs a little rest After our food strength liues by both and vertue is their guest Then when the rosie-fingerd Morne holds out her siluer light Bring forth thy host encourage all and be thou first in fight The kings admir'd the fortitude that so diuinely mou'd The skilfull horseman Diomed and his aduice approu'd Then with their nightly sacrifice each toooke his seuerall tent Where all receiu'd the soueraigne gifts soft Somnus did present The end of the ninth Booke THE TENTH BOOKE OF HOMERS ILIADS. THE ARGVMENT TH'Atrides watching wake the other Peeres And in the Fort consulting of their feares Two kings they send most stout and honord most For royall skowts into the Troian host Who meeting Dolon Hectors bribed Spie Take him and learne how all the Quarters lie He told them in the Thracian regiment Of rich king Rhesus and his royall Tent Striuing for safetie but they end his strife And rid poore Dolon of a dangerous life Then with digressiue wyles they 〈◊〉 their force On Rhesus life and take his snoâ—…e horse Another Argument Kappa the Night exploits applies Rhesus and Dolons tragedies THe other Princes at their ships soft fingerd sleepe did bind But not the Generall Somnus silkes bound not his laboring mind Agaâ—…nons cares That turnd and returnd many thoughts And as quicke lightnings flie These are the liâ—…htnings before snow c. that Scalligers Critiâ—… 〈◊〉 â—…worthily 〈◊〉 citing the place falsly as in the 3. bookes annotations c From well-deckt Iunos soueraigne out of the thickned skie Preparing some exceeding raine or haile the fruite of cold Or downe-like Snow that sodainly makes all the fields looke old Or opes the gulfie mouth of warre with his ensulphur'd hand In dazling
In honor of the Generall and on a sable cloud To bring them furious to the field sate thundring out aloud Then all enioyn'd their charioteers to ranke their chariot horse Close to the dike forth marcht the foot whose front they did r'enforce With some horse troupes the battell then was all of Charioteers Lin'd with light horse but Iupiter disturb'd this forme with feares And from aires vpper region did bloudie vapors raine For sad ostent much noble life should ere their times be slaine The Troian hoast at Ilus tombe was in Battalia led By Hector and Polydamas and old Anchises seed Who God-like was esteem'd in Troy by graue Antenors race Diuine Agenor Polybus vnmaried Acamas Proportion'd like the states of heauen in front of all the field Troyes great Priamides did beare his al wayes-equall shield Still plying th'ordering of his power And as amids the skie Simile We sometimes see an ominous starre blaze cleare and dreadfully Then run his golden head in clouds and straight appeare againe So Hector otherwhiles did grace the vaunt-guard shining plaine Then in the rere-guard hid himselfe and labour'd euery where To order and encourage all his armor was so cleare And he applide each place so fast that like a lightning throwne Out of the shield of Iupiter in euery eye he shone And as vpon a rich mans crop of barley or of wheate Anâ—…ther câ—…parison Opposde for swiftnesse at their worke a sort of reapers sweate Beare downe the furrowes speedily and thicke their handfuls fall So at the ioyning of the hoasts ran Slaughter through them all None stoopt to any fainting thought of foule inglorious flight But equall bore they vp their heads and far'd like wolues in fight Sterne Eris with such weeping sights reioyc't to feed her eies Who onely shew'd her selfe in field of all the Deities The other in Olympus tops sate silent and repin'd That Ioue to do the Troians grace should beare so fixt a mind He car'd not but enthron'd apart triumphant sat in sway Of his free power and from his seate tooke pleasure to display Iones prospect The citie so adorn'd with towres the sea with vessels fild The splendor of refulgent armes the killer and the kild As long as bright Aurora rul'd and sacred day increast So long their darts made mutuall wounds and neither had the best But when in hill-enuiron'd vales the timber-feller takes Periphrasis of Noone A sharpe set stomacke to his meate and dinner ready makes His sinewes fainting and his spirits become surcharg'd and dull Time of accustom'd ease arriu'd his hands with labour full Then by their valours Greeks brake through the Troian rankes and chear'd Their generall Squadrons through the hoast then first of all appear'd The person of the King himselfe and then the Troians lost Byanor by his royall charge a leader in the host Agamemnons slaughters Who being slaine his chariotere Oileus did alight And stood in skirmish with the king the king did deadly smite His forehead with his eager lance and through his helme it ranne Enforcing passage to his braine quite through the hardned pan His braine mixt with his clotterd bloud his body strewd the ground There left he them and presently he other obiects found Isus and Antiphus two sonnes king Priam did beget One lawfull th' other wantonly both in one chariot met Their royall foe the baser borne Isus was chariotere And famous Antiphus did fight both which king Peleus heire Achilles Whilome in Ida keeping flocks did deprehend and bind With pliant Osiers and for prize them to their Sire resign'd Atrides with his well aim'd lance smote Isus on the brest Aboue the nipple and his sword a mortall wound imprest Beneath the eare of Antiphus downe from their horse they fell The king had seene the youths before and now did know them well Remembring them the prisoners of swift Aeacides Who brought them to the sable fleet from Idas foodie leas And as a Lion hauing found the furrow of a Hind Simile Where she hath calu'd two little twins at will and ease doth grind Their ioynts snatcht in his sollide iawes and crusheth into mist Their tender liues their dam though neare not able to resist But shooke with vehement feare her selfe flies through the Oaken chace From that fell sauage drown'd in sweat and seekes some couert place So when with most vnmatched strength the Grecian Generall bent Gainst these two Princes none durst ayd their natiue kings descent But fled themselues before the Greeks and where these two were slaine Pysander and Hypolocbus not able to restraine Their head-strong horse the silken teines being from their hands let fall Were brought by their vnâ—…uly guides before the Generall Antimachus begat them both Antimachus that tooke Rich guifts and gold of Hellens loue and would by no meanes brooke Iust restitution should be made of Menelaus wealth Bereft him with his rauisht Queene by * Paris Alexanders stealth Atrides Lion-like did charge his sonnes who on their knees Fell from their chariot and besought regard to their degrees Who being Antimachus his sonnes their father would affoord A worthie ransome for their liues who in his house did hoord Much hidden treasure brasse and gold and steele wrought wondrous choise Thus wept they vsing smoothing terms and heard this rugged voice Agamemâ—… to Pysander and Hippolochus Breath ' from the vnrelenting king If you be of the breed Of stout Antimachus that staid the honorable deed The other Peeres of Ilion in counsell had decreed To render Hellen and her wealth and would haue basely slaine My brother and wise Ithacus Ambassadors t' attaine The most due motion now receiue wreake for his shamefull part This said in poore Pysanders breast he fixt his wreakfull dart Who vpward spread th' oppressed earth his brother croucht for dread And as he lay the angrie king cut off his armes and head And let him like a football lie for euerie man to spurne Then to th' extremest heate of fight he did his valour turne And led a multitude of Greeks where foote did foote subdue Horse slaughterd horse Need featherd flight the batterd center flew In clouds of dust about their eares raisd from the horses hooues That beat a thunder out of earth as horrible as Ioues The king perswading speedie chace gaue his perswasions way With his owne valour slaughtring still As in a stormie day In thicke-set woods a rauenous fire wraps in his fierce repaire The shaken trees and by the rootes doth tosse them into aire Euen so beneath Atrides sword flew vp Troyes flying heeles Their horse drew emptie chariots and sought their thundring wheeles Some fresh directors through the field where least the pursuite driues Thicke fell the Troians much more sweet to Vultures then their wiues Then Ioue drew Hector from the darts from dust from death and blood And from the tumult still the king firme to the pursuite stood Till at old Ilus monument in midst
of all the field They reacht the wild Figtree and long'd to make their towne their shield Yet there they rested not the king still cride Pursue pursue And all his vnreproued hands did blood and dust embrue But when they came to Sceas ports and to the Beech of Ioue There made they stand there euerie eye fixt on each other stroue Who should outlooke his mate amaz'd through all the field they fled And as a Lion when the night becomes most deafe and dead 〈◊〉 Inuades Oxe heards affrighting all that he of one may wreake His dreadfull hunger and his neckâ—… he first of all doth breake Then laps his blood and eâ—…iles vp so Agamemnon plide The manage of the Troian chace and still the last man di'd The other fled a number fell by his imperiall hand Some groueling downwards from their horse some vpwards strew'd the sand High was the furie of his lance but hauing beat them close Beneath their walls the both worlds Sire did now againe repose On fountaine-flowing Idas tops being newly slid from heauen And held a lightning in his hand from thence this charge was giuen To Iris with the golden wings Thaumantia flie said he Ioue to the Rainbow And tell Troys Hector that as long as he enrag'd shall see The souldier-louing Atreus sonne amongst the formost fight Depopulating troopes of men so long he must excite Some other to resist the foe and he no armes aduance But when he wounded takes his horse attain'd with shaft or lance Then will I fill his arme with death euen till he reach the Fleet And peacefull night treads busie day beneath her sacred feet The wind-foot swift Thaumantia obeyd and vsd her wings To famous Ilion from the mount enchaste with siluer springs And found in his bright chariot the hardie Troian knight To whom she spake the words of Ioue and vanisht from his sight He leapt vpon the sounding earth and shooke his lengthfull dart And euerie where he breath'd exhorts and stird vp euerie heart A dreadfull fight he set on foote his souldiers straight turnd head The Greekes stood firme in both the hoasts the field was perfected But Agamemnon formost still did all his side exceed And would not be the first in name vnlesse the first in deed Now sing faire Presidents of verse that in the heauens embowre Who first encountred with the king of all the aduerse powre Iphydamas Antenors sonne ample and bigly set Brought vp in pasture-springing Thrace that doth soft sheepe beget In graue Cissaeus noble house that was his mothers Sire Faire Theano and when his breast was heightned with the fire Of gaisome youth his grand-Sire gaue his daughter to his loue Who straight his bridall chamber left Fame with affection stroue And made him furnish twelue faire ships to lend faire Troy his hand His ships he in Percope left and came to Troy by land And now he tried the fame of Greece encountring with the king Who threw his royall lance and mist Iphydamas did fling And strooke him on the arming waste beneath his coate of brasse Which forc't him stay vpon his arme so violent it was Yet pierc't it not his wel-wrought zone but when the lazie head Tried hardnesse with his siluer waste it turnd againe like lead He follow'd grasping the ground end but with a Lions wile That wrests away a hunters staffe he caught it by the pile And pluckt it from the casters hand whom with his sword he strooke Iphydamas slain by Agamemnon Beneath the eare and with his wound his timelesse death he tooke He fell and slept an iron sleepe wretched young man he dide Farre from his newly-married wife in aide of forreine pride And saw no pleasure of his loue yet was her ioynture great An hundred Oxen gaue he her and vow'd in his retreate Two thousand head of sheepe and Goates of which he store did leaue Much gaue he of his loues first fruits and nothing did receiue When Coon one that for his forme might feast an amorous eye And elder brother of the slaine beheld this tragedie Deepe sorrow sate vpon his eyes and standing laterally And to the Generall vndiscernd his Iauelin he let flie That twixt his elbow and his wrist transfixt his armelesse arme The bright head shin'd on th' other side The vnexpected harme Imprest some horror in the king yet so he ceast not fight But rushton Coon with his lance who made what haste he might Seising his slaughterd brothers foote to draw him from the field And cald the ablest to his aide when vnder his round shield The kings brasse Iauelin as he drew did strike him helplesse dead Who made Iphydamas the blocke and cut off Coons head Thus vnder great Atrides arme Antenors issue thriu'd And to suffise precisest fate to Plutos mansion diu'd He with his lance sword mightie stones pour'd his Heroicke wreake On other Squadrons of the foe whiles yet warme blood did breake Through his cleft veines but when the wound was quite exhaust and crude The eager anguish did approue his Princely fortitude As when most sharpe and bitter pangs distract a labouring Dame Which the diuine Ilithiae that rule the painefull frame Of humane chid-birth poure on her th' Ilithiae that are The daughters of Saturnia with whose extreme repaire The woman in her trauell striues to take the worst it giues With thought it must be t is loues fruite the end for which she liues The meane to make her selfe new borne what comforts will redound So Agamemnon did sustaine the torment of his wound Then tooke he chariot and to Fleet bad haste his chariotere But first pour'd out his highest voice to purchase euerie eare Princes and Leaders of the Greekes braue friends now from our fleet Agamemnon to the Greeke Princes Do you expell this bostrous sway Ioue will not let me meet Illustrate Hector nor giue leaue that I shall end the day In fight against the Ilian power my wound is in my way This said his readie chariotere did scourge his spritefull horse That freely to the sable fleet performd their fierie course To beare their wounded Soueraigne apart the Martiall thrust Sprinkling their powerfull breasts with foame and snowing on the dust When Hector heard of his retreate thus he for fame contends Hector to the Trâ—…ians Troians Dardanians Lycians all my close-fighting friends Thinke what it is to be renownd be souldiers all of name Our strongest enemie is gone loâ—…e vowes to do vs fame Then in the Grecian faces driue your one-hou'd violent steeds And fare aboue their best be best and glorifie your deeds Thus as a dog-giuen Hunter sets vpon a brace of Bores His white-toothd hounds pufs showts breaths terms on his emprese pores All his wild art to make them pinch so Hector vrg'd his host To charge the Greeks and he himselfe most bold and actiue most He brake into the heate of fight as when a tempest raues Stoops from the clouds and all
sore The supreme godhead that he cast the gods about the skie And me aboue them all he fought whom he had vtterly Hurld from the sparkling firmament if all-gods-â—…aming Night Whom flying I besought for aid had sufferd his despight And not preseru'd me but his wrath with my offence dispenc't For feare t' offend her and so ceast though neuer so incenst And now another such escape you wish I should prepare She answerd What hath thy deepe rest to do with his deepe care Iuno to Somâ—… As though Ioues loue to Ilion in all degrees were such As t was to Hercules his sonne and so would storme as much For their displeasure as for his away I will remoue Thy feare with giuing thee the dame that thou didst euer loue One of thâ—… faire young Graces borne diuine Pasithae This started Somnus into ioy who answerd Sweare to me By those inuiolable springs that feed the Stygian lake With one hand touch the nourishing earth and in the other take The marble sea that all the gods of the infernall state Which circle Saturne may to vs be witnesses and rate What thou hast vow'd that with all truth thou wilt bestow on me The dame I grant I euer lou'd diuine Pasithae She swore as he enioyn'd in all and strengthend all his ioyes The oath of Iuno to Somâ—… By naming all th' infernall gods surnam'd the Titanois The oath thus taken both tooke way and made their quicke repaire To Ida from the towne and I le all hid in liquid aire At Lecton first they left the sea and there the land they trod The fountfull nurse of sauages with all her woods did nod Beneath their feete there Somnus staid lest Ioues bright eye should see And yet that he might see to Ioue he climb'd the goodliest tree Somnus climes a 〈◊〉 tree That all th' Idalian mountaine bred and crownd her progenie A firre it was that shot past aire and kist the burning skie There sate he hid in his darke armes and in the shape withall Of that continuall prating bird whom all the Deities call Chalcis but men Cymmindis name Saturnia tript apace Vp to the top of Gargarus and shewd her heauenly face To Iupiter who saw and lou'd and with as hote a fire Being curious in her tempting view as when with first desire The pleasure of it being stolne they mixt in loue and bed And gazing on her still he said Saturnia what hath bred This haste in thee from our high court and whither tends thy gate 〈◊〉 to Iuno That voide of horse and chariot fit for thy soueraigne state Thou lackiest here Her studied fraude replyed My iourney now 〈◊〉 answer Leaues state and labours to do good And where in right I owe All kindnesse to the Sire of gods and our good mother Queene That nurst and kept me curiously in court since both haue bene Long time at discord my desire is to attone their hearts And therefore go I now to see those earths extremest parts For whose farre-seate I spar'd my horse the skaking of this hill And left them at the foote of it for they must taste their fill Of trauaile with me that must draw my coach through earth and seas Whose farre-intended reach respect and care not to displease Thy graces made me not attempt without thy gracious leaue The cloud-compelling god her guile in this sort did receiue Iuno thou shalt haue after leaue but ere so farre thou stray 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 with his 〈◊〉 to Iuno Conuert we our kind thoughts to loue that now doth euery way Circle with victorie my powers nor yet with any dame Woman or goddesse did his fires my bosome so enflame As now with thee not when it lou'd the parts so generous Ixions wife had that brought foorth the wise Pyrithous Nor when the louely dame Acrisius daughter stird My amorous powres that Perseus bore to all men else preferd Nor when the dame that Phenix got surprisd me with her sight Who the diuine-soul'd Rhadamanth and Minos brought to light Nor Semele that bore to me the ioy of mortall men The sprightly Bacchus Nor the dame that Thebes renowned then Alcmena that bore Hercules Latona so renownd Queene Ceres with the golden haire nor thy faire eyes did wound My entrailes to such depth as now with thirst of amorous ease The cunning dame seem'd much incenst and said what words are these Iunos 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to Ioue in satisfying his 〈◊〉 Vnsufferable Saturns sonne What here in Idas height Desir'st thou this how fits it vs or what if in the sight Of any god thy will were pleasd that he the rest might bring To witnesse thy incontinence t' were a dishonourd thing I would not shew my face in heauen and rise from such a bed But if loue be so deare to thee thou hast a chamber sted Which Vulcan purposely contriu'd with all fit secrecie There sleepe at pleasure He replyed I feare not if the eye 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 Of either god or man obserue so thicke a cloude of gold I le cast about vs that the Sunne who furthest can behold Shall neuer find vs. This resolu'd into his kind embrace He tooke his wife beneath them both faire Tellus strewd the place The bed of 〈◊〉 and Iuno With fresh-sprung herbes so soft and thicke that vp aloft it bore Their heauenly bodies with his leaues did deawy Latus store Th' Elysian mountaine Saffron flowres and Hyacinths helpt make The sacred bed and there they slept when sodainly there brake A golden vapour out of aire whence shining dewes did fall In which they wrapt them close and slept till Ioue was tam'd withall Meane space flew Somnus to the ships found Neptune out and said 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 Now chearfully assist the Greeks and giue them glorious head At least a little while Ioue sleepes of whom through euery limme I pour'd darke sleepe Saturnias loue hath so 〈◊〉 him This newes made Neptune more secure in giuing Grecians heart And through the first fights thus he stird the men of most desert Yet Grecians shall we put our ships and conquest in the hands 〈◊〉 to the 〈◊〉 Of Priams Hector by our sloth he thinks so and commands With pride according all because Achilles keepes away Alas as we were nought but him we little need to stay On his assistance if we would our owne strengths call to field And mutually maintaine repulse Come on then all men yeeld To what I order we that beaâ—…e best armes in all our host Whose heads sustaine the brightest helms whose hands are bristl'd most With longest lances let vs on But stay I le leade you all Noâ—… thinke I but great Hectors spirits will suffer some apall Though they be neuer so inspir'd the ablest of vs then That on our shoulders worst shields beare exchange with worser men That fight with better This proposd all heard it and obeyd The kings euen those that sufferd wounds Vlysses Diomed And Agamemnon
〈◊〉 c. These last verses in the originall by many 〈◊〉 ancients haue suffered expunction as being vnworthy the mouth of an Heroe because he 〈◊〉 to make such a wish in them which is as poorely conceipted of the expâ—…gers as the rest of the places in Homer that haue groned or laughed vnder their 〈◊〉 Achilles not out of his heart which any true eye may see wishing it but out of a 〈◊〉 and delightsome humour being merry with his friend in priuate which the verse following in part expresseth 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Sic hi quidem talia inter se loquebantur Inter se intimating the meaning aforesaid But our diuine Maisters most 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the life of things which is the soule of a Poeme is neuer respected nor 〈◊〉 by his Interpreters onely standing pedantically on the Grammar and words vtterly ignorant of the sence and grace of him b 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c. Agnouit autem Aiax in animo inculpato operadeorum 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 exhorruitque Another most ingenious and spritefull imitation of the life and ridiculous humor os Aiax I must needs note here because it flies all his Translators and Interpreters who take it meerely for serious when it is apparently scopticall and ridiculous with which our author would delite his vnderstanding Reader and mixe mirth with matter He saith that Hector cut off the head of Aiax lance which he seeing would needs affect a kind of prophetique wisedome with which he is neuer charged in Homer and imagined strongly the cutting off his lances head cast a figure thus deepe that as Hector cut off that Ioue would vtterly cut off the heads of their counsels to that fight and giue the Troians victory which to take seriously and grauely is most dull and as I may say Aianticall the voyce 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 which they expound praecidebat and indeed iâ—… tondebat 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 signifying most properly tondeo helping well to decipher the Ironie But to vnderstand grauely that the cutting off his lances head argued Ioues intent to cut off their counsels and to allow the wit of Aiax for his so farre-fetcht apprehension I suppose no man can make lesse then idle and witlesse A plaine continuance therefore it is of Aiax humor whom in diuers other places he playes vpon as in 〈◊〉 him in the eleuenth booke to a mill Asse and else where to be noted hereafter c 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 by Sleepe and Death which he ingeniously calleth Twins was the body of Ioues sonne Sarpedon taken from the fight and borne to Lycia On which place Eustathius doubts whether truly and indeed it was transferd to Lycia and he makes the cause of his doubt this That Death and Sleepe are inania quaedam things empty and voide 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 not solid or firme persons 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 but quae nihil ferre possunt And therefore he thought there was 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 quoddam that is some voyde or emptie sepulcher or monument prepared for that Heroe in Lycia c. or else makes another strange translation of it by wonder which Spondanus thinkes to haue happened truly But rather would interprete it merely and nakedly apoeticall fiction his reason I will forbeare to vtter because it is vnworthy of him But would not a man wonder that our great and graâ—…e Eustathius would doubt whether Sleepe and Death carried Sarpedons person personally to Lycia or not rather make no question of the contrary Homer nor any Poets end in such poeticall relations being to affirme the truth of things personally done but to please with the truth of their matchlesse wits and some worthy doctrine conueyed in it Nor would Homer haue any one beleeue the personall transportance of Sarpedon by Sleepe and Death but onely varieth and graceth his Poeme with these Prosopopeiaes and deliuers vs this most ingenious and graue doctrine in it that the Heroes body for which both those mightie Hosts so mightily contended Sleepe and Death those same quaedam inania tooke from all their personall and solid forces Wherein he would further note to vs that from all the bitterest and deadliest conflicts and tyrannies of the world Sleepe and Death when their worst is done deliuers and transfers men a little mocking withall the vehement and greedy prosecutions of tyrants and souldiers against or for that which two such deedlesse poore things takes from all their Emperie And yet against Eustathius manner of sleighting their powers what is there of all things belonging to man so powerfull ouer him as Death and Sleep And why may not our Homer whose words I hold with Spondanus ought to be an vndisputable deed and authoritie with vs as well personate Sleepe and Death as all men besides personate Loue Anger Sloth c Thus onely where the sence and soule of my most worthily reuerenced Author is abused or not seene I still insist and gleane these few poore corne eares after all other mens haruests The end of the sixteenth Booke THE XVII BOOKE OF HOMERS ILIADS. THE ARGVMENT A Dreadfull fight about Patroclus corse Euphorbus slaine by Menelaus force Hector in th'armour of Aeacides Antilochus relating the decease O slaine Patroclus to faire Thetis sonne The body from the striuing Toians wonne Th' Aiaces making good the after field Make all the subiect that this booke doth yeeld Another Argument In Rho the ventrous hosts maintaine A slaughterous conflict for the slaine NOr could his slaughter rest conceald from Menelans eare Who flew amongst the formost fights with his targe speare Circled the body as much grieu'd and with as tender heed To keepe it theirs as any damme about her first-borne seed Not prouing what the paine of birth would make the loue before Nor to pursue his first attaint Euphorbus spirit forbore But seeing Menelaus chiefe in rescue of the dead Euphorbuâ—… to Menelaus This Euphorbus was he that in Ouid Pythagoras saith he was in the wars of Troy Assaid him thus Atrides ceasse and leaue the slaughtered With his embrew'd spoyle to the man that first of all our state And famous succours in faire fight made passage to his fate And therefore suffer me to weare the good name I haue wonne Amongst the Troians lest thy life repay what his hath done O Iupiter said he incenst Thou art no honest man Menclaus to Euphorbus To baost so past thy powre to do Not any Lion can Nor spotted Leopard nor Bore whose mind is mightiest In powring furie from his strength aduance so prowd a crest As Panthus fighting progenie But Hyperenors pride That ioy'd so little time his youth when he so vilifide My force in armes and cald me worst of all our cheualrie And stood my worst might teach ye all to shun this surcuidrie I thinke he came not safely home to tell his wife his acts Nor lesse right of thy insolence my equall fate exacts And will
wrong to thy grieued mind my death being set so soone And neuer suffering my returne to grace of Peleus court Nor do I wish it nor to liue in any mans resort But onely that the crying bloud for vengeance of my friend Mangl'd by Hector may be stild his foes death paying his end She weeping said That houre is neare and thy deaths houre then nie â—…etis to Achilâ—… Which in thy wish seru'd of thy foe succeedeth instantly And instantly it shall succeed he answerd since my fate Achilles to Theâ—…is Allow'd not to my will a powre to rescue ere the date Of his late slaughter my true friend Farre from his friends he died Whose wrong therein my eyes had light and right to see denied Yet now I neither light my selfe nor haue so spent my light That either this friend or the rest in numbers infinite Slaughterd by Hector I can helpe nor grace with wisht repaire To our deare country but breathe here vnprofitable aire And onely liue a lode to earth with all my stâ—…ngth though none Of all the Grecians equall it In counsell many a one Is my superiour what I haue no grace gets what I want Disgraceth all How then too soone can hastiest death supplant My 〈◊〉 curst life her instrument to my indignitie Being that blacke friend Contention whom would to God might die To gods and men and Anger too that kindles tyrannie In men most wise being much more sweete then â—…quid hony is To men of powre to satiate their watchfull enmities And like a pliant fume it spreds through all their breasts as late It stolâ—… sterne passage thorough mine which he did instigate That is our Generall But the fact so long past the effect Must vanish with it though both grieu'd nor must we still respect Our soothed humours Need now takes the rule of eithers mind And when the loser of my friend his death in me shall find Let death take all Send him ye gods I le giue him my embrace Not Hercules himselfe shund death though dearest in the grace Of Iupiter euen him Fate stoopt and Iâ—…s crueltie And if such Fate expect my life where death strikes I will lie Meane time I wish a good renowme that these deepe-brested Dames Of â—…ion and Dardania may for th'extinguisht flames Of their friends liues with both their hands wipe miserable teares From their so curiously-kept cheekes and be the officers To execute my sighs on Troy when seeing my long râ—…ate But gatherd strength and giues my charge an answerable heate They well may know t was I lay still 〈◊〉 that my being away Presented all their happinesse But any further stay Which your much loue perhaps may wish assay not to perswade All vowes are kept all prayres heard now free way for fight is made The siluer-footed Dame replide It fits thee well my sonne Thetis 〈◊〉 Achilles To keepe destruction from thy friends but those faire armes are wonne And worne by Hector that should keepe thy selfe in keeping them Though their fruition be but short a long death being neare him Whose cruell glorie they are yet by all meanes then forbeare To tread the massacres of warre till I againe appeare From Mulciber with fit new armes which when thy eye shall see The Sunne next rise shall enter here with his first beames and me Thus to her sisters of the sea she turn'd and bad them ope The doores and deepes of Nereus she in Olympus top Must visite Vulcan for new armes to serue her wreakfull sonne Thetis and thâ—… Nymphs 〈◊〉 Achillâ—… And bad informe her father so with all things further done This said they vnderwent the sea her selfe flew vp to heauen In meane space to the Hellespont and ships the Greeks were driuen In shamefull rout nor could they yet from rage of Priams sonne Secure the dead of new assaults both horse and men made on With such impression thrice the feete the hands of Hector seasd And thrice th' Aiaces thumpt him off With whose repulse displeasd He wreakt his wrath vpon the troupes then to the corse againe Made horrid turnings crying out of his repâ—…sed men And would not quit him quite for death A Lion almost steru'd Is not by vpland herdsmen driuen from vrging to be seru'd With more contention then his strength by those two of a name And had perhaps his much prâ—…sd will if th'airie-footed dame Swift Iris had not stoopt in hast Ambassadresse from heauen Iris ambassâ—…dresse to Achilles from 〈◊〉 To Peleus sonne to bid him arme her message being giuen By Iuno kept from all the gods she thus excited him Rise thou most terrible of men and saue the precious lim Of thy belou'd in whose behalfe the conflict now runnes hie Before the fleete the either host fels other mutually These to retaine those to obtaine amongst whom most of all Is Hector prompt hee 's apt to drag thy friend home he your pall Will make his shoulders his head forc't hee 'l be most famous 〈◊〉 No more lie idle set the foe a much more costly prise Of thy friends value then let dogs make him a monument Where thy name will be grauen He askt What deitie hath sent Thy presence hither She repli'd Saturnia she alone Not high Ioue knowing nor one god that doth inhabite on Snowie Olympus He againe How shall I set vpon The worke of slaughter when mine armes are worne by Priams son How will my goddesse mother grieue that bad I should not arme Till she brought armes from Mulciber But should I do such harme To her and dutie who is he but Aiax that can vant The fitting my brest with his armes and he is conuersant Amongst the first in vse of his and rampiers of the foe Slaine neare Patroclus builds to him All this said she we know And wish thou onely wouldst but show thy person to the eyes Of these hote Ilians that afraid of further enterprise The Greeks may gaine some litle breath She woo'd and he was won And straite Minerua honor'd him who Ioues shield clapt vpon His mightie shoulders and his head girt with a cloud of gold That cast beames round about his browes And as when armes enfold A citie in an I le from thence a fume at first appeares Simile Being in the day but when the Euen her cloudie forehead reares Thicke show the fires and vp they cast their splendor that men nie Seeing their distresse perhaps may set ships out to their supply So to shew such aid from his head a light rose scaling heauen And forth the wall he stept and stood nor brake the precept giuen By his great mother mixt in fight but sent abroad his voice Which Pallas farre off ecchoed who did betwixt them hoise Shrill Tumult to a toplesse height And as a voice is heard Simile With emulous affection when any towne is spher'd With siege of such a foe as kils mens minds and for the towne Makes sound his trumpet so
should we mourne too much Who dead is must be buried mens patience should be such That one dayes mone should serue one man the dead must end with Death And life last with what strengthens life All those that held their breath From death in fight the more should eate that so they may supply Their fellowes that haue stucke in field and fight incessantly Let none expect reply to this nor stay for this shall stand Or fall with some offence to him that lookes for new command Who euer in dislike holds backe All ioyne then all things fit Allow'd for all set on a charge at all parts answering it This said he chusde for noblest youths to beare the presents these The sonnes of Nestor and with them renowm'd Meriones The names of those that caried the presents to Achilles Phylidas Thoas Lycomed and Meges all which went And Menalippus following Vlysses to the tent Of Agamemnon He but spake and with the word the deed Had ioynt effect the fitnesse well was answerd in the speed The presents added to the Dame the Generall did enforce Were twentie Caldrons Tripods seuen twelue yong and goodly horse Seuen Ladies excellently seene in all Minâ—…es skill The presents The eight Brisaeis who had powre to rauish euery will Twelue talents of the finest gold all which Vlysses weyd And caried first and after him the other youths conueyd The other presents tenderd all in face of all the Court. Vp rose the King Talthybius whose voice had a report Like to a god cald to the rites there hauing brought the Bore Atrides with his knife tooke sey vpon the part before AgameÌ„nons atâ—…ation And lifting vp his sacred hands to Ioue to make his vowes Graue Silence strooke the compleate Court when casting his high browes Vp to the broad heauen thus he spake Now witnesse Iupiter First highest and thou best of gods thou Earth that all doest beare Thou Sunne ye Furies vnder earth that euery soule torment Whom impious periury distaines that nought incontinent In bed or any other act to any slendrest touch Of my light vowes hath wrong'd the Dame and let my plagues be such As are inflicted by the gods in all extremitie On whomsoeuer periur'd men if godlesse periurie In least degree dishonor me This said the bristl'd throte Of the submitted sacrifice with ruthlesse steele he cut Which straight into the horie sea Talthybius cast to feed The sea-borne nation Then stood vp the halfe-celestiall seed Of faire-hair'd Thetis strengthning thus Atrides innocence O father Iupiter from thee descends the confluence Achilles to Iupiter Of all mans ill for now I see the mightie king of men At no hand forc't away my prise nor first inflam'd my splene With any set ill in himselfe but thou the king of gods Incenst with Greece made that the meane to all their periods Which now amend we as we may and giue all suffrages To what wise Ithacus aduisde Take breakfasts and addresse For instant conflict Thus he raisd the Court and all tooke way To seuerall ships The Myrmidons the presents did conuay T'Achilles fleete and in his tents disposde them doing grace Of seate and all rites to the Dames The horses put in place With others of Aeacides When like Loues golden Queene Brisaeis all in ghastly wounds had dead Patroclus seene She fell about him shrieking ouâ—… and with her white hands tore Her haire breasts radiant cheekes and drown'd in warme teares did deplore His cruell destinie At length she gat powre to expresse Her violent passion and thus spake this-like-the goddesses O good Patroclus to my life the dearest grace it had Briâ—… complaint ouer the body of 〈◊〉 I wretched dame departing hence enforc't and dying sad Left thee aliue when thou hadst chear'd my poore captiuitie And now return'd I find thee dead misery on miserie Euer increasing with my steps The Lord to whom my Sire And dearest mother gaue my life in nuptials his lifes fire I saw before our citie gates extinguisht and his fate Three of my worthy brothers liues in one wombe generate Felt all in that blake day of death And when Achilles hand Had slaine all these and rac't the towne Mynetes did command All cause of neuer-ending griefes presented thou took'st all On thy endeuour to conuert to ioy as Generall Affirming he that hurt should heale and thou wouldst make thy friend Braue Captaine that thou wert supply my vowed husbands end And in rich Phthia celebrate amongst his Myrmidons Our nuptiall banquets for which grace with these most worthy mones I neuer shall be satiate thoâ—… euer being kind Euer delightsome one sweete grace fed still with one sweete mind Thus spake she weeping and with her did th' other Ladies mone Patroclus fortunes in pretext but in sad truth their owne About Aeacides himselfe the kings of Greece were plac't Entreating him to food and he entreated them as fast Still intermixing words and sighes if any friend were there Of all his dearest they would ceasse and offer him no cheare But his due sorrowes for before the Sunne had left that skie He would not eate but of that day sustaine th'extremitie Thus all the kings in resolute griefe and fasting he dismift But both th' Atrides Ithacus and warres * old Martialist Neâ—…or Idomenaeus and his friend and Phoenix these remain'd Endeuoring comfort but no thought of his vow'd woe restrain'd Nor could till that dayes bloudie fight had calm'd his bloud he still Rememberd something of his friend whose good was all his ill Their vrging meate the diligent fashion of his friend renew'd In that excitement thou said he when this speed was pursu'd Against the Troians euermore apposedst in my tent A pleasing breakfast being so free and sweetly diligent Thou mad'st all meate sweete Then the warre was tearefull to our foe But now to me thy wounds so wound me and thy ouerthrow For which my readie food I flie and on thy longings feed Nothing could more afflict me Fame relating the foule deed Of my deare fathers slaughter bloud drawne from my sole sonnes heart No more could wound me Cursed man that in this forâ—…ein part For hatefull Hellen my true loue my countrey Sire and son I thus should part with Scyros now giâ—…es education 〈◊〉 was an I le in the sea Aegeum where Achilles himself was brought vp as well as his soâ—… O Neoptelemus to thee if liuing yet from whence I hop't deare friend thy longer life safely return'd from hence And my life quitting thine had powre to ship him home and show His yong eyes Phthiâ—… subiects court my father being now Dead or most short-liu'd troublous age oppressing him and feare Still of my deaths newes These sad words he blew into the eare Of euery visitant with sighs all eccho'd by the Peares Remembring who they left at home All whose so humane teares Ioue pitied and since they all would in the good of one Be much reuiu'd he thus bespake Minerua
nere be wonne To helpe keepe off the ruinous day in which all Troy should burne Fir'd by the Grecians This vow heard she charg'd her sonne to turne His fierie spirits to their homes and said it was not fit A god should suffer so for men Then Vulcan did remit His so vnmeasur'd violence and backe the pleasant â—…ood Ranne to his channell Thus these gods she made friends th' other â—…tood At weightie difference both sides ranne together with a sound That Earth resounded and great heauen about did surrebound Ioue heard it sitting on his hill and laught to see the gods Buckle to armes like angry men and he pleasde with their ods They laid it freely Of them all thump-buckler Mars began Mars against Minerua And at Minerua with a lance of brasse he headlong ran These vile words vshering his blowes Thou dog-flie what 's the cause Thou mak'st gods fight thus thy huge heart breakes all our peacefull lawes With thy insatiate shamelesnesse Rememberst thou the houre When Diomed charg'd me and by thee and thou with all thy powre Took'st lance thy selfe and in all sights rusht on me with a wound Now vengeance fals on thee for all This said the shield fring'd round With fighting Adders borne by Ioue that not to thunder yeelds He clapt his lance on and this god that with the bloud of fields Pollutes his godhead that shield pierst and hurt the armed Maid But backe she leapt and with her strong hand rapt a huge stone laid Aboue the Champaine blacke and sharpe that did in old time breake Partitions to mens lands And that she dusted in the necke Of that impetuous challenger Downe to the earth he swayd And ouerlaid seuen Acres land his haire was all berayd With dust and bloud mixt and his armes rung out Minerua laught And thus insulted O thou foole yet hast thou not bene taught Minerua insults ouer Mars To know mine eminence thy strength opposest thou to mine So pay thy mothers furies then who for these aides of thine Euer affoorded periur'd Troy Greece euer left takes spleene And vowes thee mischiefe Thus she turn'd her blew eyes when Loues Queen The hand of Mars tooke and from earth raisd him with thick-drawne breath His spirits not yet got vp againe But from the prease of death Kind* Aphrodite was his guide Which Iuno seeing exclam'd Venus Pallas see Mars is helpt from field Dog flie his rude tongue nam'd Thy selfe euen now but that his loue that dog-flie will not leaue Her old consort Vpon her flie Minerua did receaue This excitation ioyfully and at the Cyprian flew Strooke with her hard hand her soft breast a blow that ouerthrew Mars and Venus ouerthrowne by Pallas Both her and Mars and there both lay together in broad field When thus she triumpht So lie all that any succours yeeld To these false Troians against the Greeks so bold and patient As Venus shunning charge of me and no lesse impotent Be all their aides then hers to Mars so short worke would be made In our depopulating Troy this hardiest to inuade Of all earths cities At this wish white-wristed Iuno â—…mil'd Next Neptune and Apollo stood vpon the point of field And thus spake Neptune Phoebus come why at the lances end Stand we two thus t will be a shame for vs to re-ascend Ioues golden house being thus in field and not to â—…ight Begin For t is no gracefull worke for me thou hast the yonger chin I older and know more O foole what a forgetfull heart Thou bear'st about thee to stand here prest to take th'Ilian part And fight with me Forgetst thou then what we two we alone Of all the gods haue sufferd here when proud Laomedon Enioyd our seruice a whole yeare for our agreed reward Ioue in his sway would haue it so and in that yeare I rear'd This broad braue wall about this towne that being a worke of mine It might be inexpugnable This seruice then was thine In Ida that so many hils and curld-head forrests crowne To feed his oxen crooked shankt and headed like the Moone But when the much-ioy-bringing houres brought terme for our reward The terrible Laomedon dismist vs both and scard Our high deseruings not alone to hold our promist fee But giue vs threats too Hands and feete he swore to fetter thee And sell thee as a slaue dismist farre hence to forreine Iles Nay more he would haue both our eares His vowes breach and reuiles Made vs part angry with him than and doest thou gratulate now Such a kings subiects or with vs not their destruction vow Euen to their chast wiues and their babes He answerd â—…e might hold His wisedome litle if with him a god for men he would Apollo to Neptune Maintaine contention wretched men that flourish for a time Like leaues eate some of that Earth yeelds and giue Earth in their prime Their whole selues for it Quickly then let vs flie fight for them Nor shew it offerd let themselues beare out their owne extreme Thus he retir'd and fear'd to change blowes with his vnkles hands His sister thererefore chid him much the goddesse that commands Diana reproues Apollo for leauing the Troians In games of hunting and thus spake Fliest thou and leau'st the field To Neptunes glorie and no blowes O foole why doest thou wield Thy idle bow no more my eares shall heare thee vant in skies Dares to meete Neptune but I le tell thy cowards tongue it lies He answerd nothing yet Ioues wife could put on no such raines But spake thus loosly How dar'st thou dog whom no feares containes Iâ—…no to Diana Encounter me t will proue a match of hard condition Though the great Ladie of the bow and Ioue hath set thee downe For Lion of thy sexe with gift to slaughter any Dame Thy proud will enuies yet some Dames will proue th'hadst better tame Wilde Lions vpon hils then them But if this question rests Yet vnder iudgement in thy thoughts and that thy mind contests I le make thee know it Sodainly with her left hand she catcht Both Cynthias palmes lockt fingers fast and with her right she snatcht From her faire shoulders her guilt bow and laughing laid it on About her eares and euery way her turnings seisd vpon Till all her arrowes scatterd out her quiuer emptied quite And as a Doue that flying a Hauke takes to some rocke her flight Simile And in his hollow breasts sits safe her fate not yet to die So fled she mourning and her bow left there Then Mercurie His opposite thus vndertooke Latona at no hand Will I bide combat t is a worke right dangerous to stand At difference with the wiues of Ioue Go therefore freely vant Amongst the deities th' hast subdu'd and made thy combattant Yeeld with plaine powre She answer'd not but gather'd vp the bow And shafts falne from her daughters side retiring Vp did go Diana to Ioues starrie hall her incorrupted
turndst me from the walls whose ports had neuer entertaind Numbers now enter'd ouer whom thy sauing hand hath raign'd And robd my honor And all is since all thy actions stand Past feare of reckoning but held I the measure in my hand It should affoord thee deare-bought fcapes Thus with elated spirits Steed-like that at Olympus games weares garlands for his merits And rattles home his chariot extending all his pride Achilles so parts with the god When aged Priam spide The great Greek come sphear'd round with beames and show'ng as if the star Surnam'd Orions hound that springs in Autumne and sends farre His radiance through a world of starres of all whose beames his owne Cast greatest splendor the midnight that renders them most showne Then being their foile and on their points cure-passing Feuers then Come shaking downe into the ioynts of miserable men As this were falne to earth and shot along the field his raies Now towards Priam when he saw in great Aeacides Priams fright at the sight of Achilles Out flew his tender voice in shriekes and with raisde hands he smit His reuerend head then vp to heauen he cast them shewing it What plagues it sent him Downe againe then threw them to his sonne To make him shun them He now stood without steepe Ilion Thirsting the combat and to him thus miserably cride The kind old king O Hector flie this man this homicide Priam to Hector That strait will stroy thee Hee 's too strong and would to heauen he were As strong in heauens loue as in mine Vultures and dogs should teare His prostrate carkasse all my woes quencht with his bloudy spirits He has robd me of many sonnes and worthy and their merits Sold to farre Ilands Two of them aye me I misse but now They are not enterd nor stay here Laothoe O t was thou O Queene of women from whose wombe they breath'd O did the tents Detaine them onely brasse and gold would purschase safe euents To their sad durance t is within Old Altes yong in fame Gaue plentie for his daughters dowre but if they fed the flame Of this mans furie woe is me woe to my wretched Queene But in our states woe their two deaths will nought at all be seene So thy life quit them take the towne retire deare sonne and saue Troys husbands and her wiues nor giue thine owne life to the graue For this mans glorie pitie me me wretch so long aliue Whom in the doore of Age Ioue keepes that so he may depriue My being in Fortunes vtmost curse to see the blackest thred Of this lifes miseries my sonnes slaine my daughters rauished Their resting chambers sackt their babes torne from them on their knees Pleading for mercie themselues dragd to Grecian slaueries And all this drawne through my red eyes Then last of all kneele I Alone all helplesse at my gates before my enemie That ruthlesse giues me to my dogs all the deformitie Of age discouer'd and all this thy death sought wilfully Will poure on me A faire yong man at all parts it beseemes Being brauely slaine to lie all gasht and weare â—…he worst extremes Of warres most crueltie no wound of whatsoeuer ruth But is his ornament but I a man so farre from youth White head white bearded wrinkl'd pin'd all shames must shew the eye Liue preuent this then this most shame of all mans miserie Thus wept the old king and tore off his white haire yet all these Retir'd not Hector Hecuba then fell vpon her knees Stript nak't her bosome shew'd her breasts and bad him reuerence them And pitie her if euer she had quieted his exclaime He would ceasse hers and take the towne not tempting the rude field When all had left it thinke said she I gaue thee life to yeeld My life recomfort thy rich wife shall haue no rites of thee Nor do thee rites our teares shall pay thy corse no obsequie Being rauisht from vs Grecian dogs nourisht with what I nâ—…rst Thus wept both these and to his ruth proposde the vtmost worst Of what could chance them yet he staid And now drew deadly neare Mightie Achilles yet he still kept deadly station there Looke how a Dragon when she sees a traueller bent vpon A Simile expressing how Hector stood Achilles Her breeding den her bosome fed with fell contagion Gathers her forces sits him firme and at his nearest pace Wraps all her Cauerne in her folds and thrusts a horrid face Out at his entrie Hector so with vnextinguisht spirit Stood great Achilles stird no foote but at the prominent turret Bent to his bright shield and resolu'd to beare falne heauen on it Yet all this resolute abode did not so truly fit His free election but he felt a much more galling spurre To the performance with conceit of what he should incurre Entring like others for this cause to which he thus gaue way O me if I shall take the towne Polydamas will lay This flight and all this death on me who counseld me to leade Hectors discourse My powres to Troy this last blacke night when so I saw make head Incenst Achilles I yet staid though past all doubt that course Had much more profited then mine which being by so much worse As comes to all our flight and death my folly now I feare Hath bred this scandall all our towne now burnes my ominous earâ—… With whispering Hectors selfe conceit hath cast away his host And this true this extremitie that I relie on most Is best for me stay and retire with this mans life or die Here for our citiâ—… with renowme since all else fled but I. And yet one way cuts both these wayes what if I hang my shield My helme and lance here on these wals and meete in humble field Renowm'd Achilles offering him Hellen and all the wealth What euer in his hollow keeles bore Alexanders stealth For both th' Atrides For the rest what euer is possest In all this citie knowne or hid by oath shall be confest Of all our citizens of which one halfe the Greeks shall haue One halfe themselues But why lou'd soule would these suggestions saue Thy state still in me I le not sue nor would he grant but I Mine armes cast off should be assur'd a womans death to die To men of oke and rocke no words virgins and youths talke thus Virgins and youths that loue and wooe there 's other warre with vs What blowes and conflicts vrge we crie hates and defiances And with the garlands these trees beare trie which hand Ioue will blesse These thoughts emploid his stay and now Achilles comes now neare Achilles dreadfull approch to Hector His Mars-like presence terribly came brandishing his speare His right arme shooke it his bright armes like day came glittering on Like fire-light or the light of heauen shot from the rising Sun This sight outwrought discourse cold Feare shooke Hector from his stand No more stay now all ports
man art markt the deadly Ilion gate Must entertaine thy death O then I charge thee now take care That our bones part not but as life combinde in equall fare Our louing beings so let Death When from Opuntas towres My father brought me to your roofes since gainst my will my powres Incenst and indiscreet at dice slue faire Amphidamas Then Peleus entertaind me well then in thy charge I was By his iniunction and thy loue and therein let me still Receiue protection Both our bones prouide in thy last Will That one Vrne may containe and make that vessell all of gold That Thetis gaue thee that rich Vrne This said Sleepe ceast to hold Achilles waking to the shade of 〈◊〉 Achilles temples and the shade thus he receiu'd O friend What needed these commands my care before meant to commend My bones to thine and in that Vrne Be sure thy will is done A little stay yet le ts delight with some full passion Of woe enough eithers affects embrace we Opening thus His greedie armes he felt no friend like matter vaporous The spirit vanisht vnder earth and murmur'd in his stoope Achilles started both his hands he clapt and lifted vp In this sort wondring O ye gods I see we haue a soule In th'vnderdwellings and a kind of man-resembling idole Achiâ—…s his discourse with him selfe about the apparition of 〈◊〉 shade The soules seate yet all matter felt staies with the carkasse here O friends haplesse Patroclus soule did all this night appeare Weeping and making mone to me commanding euery thing That I intended towards him so truly figuring Himselfe at all parts as was strange This accident did turne To much more sorrow and begat a greedinesse to mourne In all that heard When mourning thus the rosie morne arose The morning And Agamemnon through the tents wak't all and did dispose Both men and Mules for cariage of matter for the fire Agamemnon sends out companies to fetch fewell for the funerall heape of which company Meriones was Captaâ—… Of all which worke Meriones the Cretan soueraigns squire Was Captaine and abrode they went Wood-cutting tooles they bore Of all hands and well-twisted cords The Mules marcht all before Vp hill and downe hill ouerthwarts and breake-necke clifts they past But when the fountfull Idas tops they scal'd with vtmost haste All fell vpon the high-hair'd Okes and downe their curled browes Fell busling to the earth and vp went all the boles and bowes Bound to the Mules and backe againe they parted the harsh way Amongst them through the tangling shrubs and long they thought the day Till in the plaine field all arriu'd for all the woodmen bore Logs on their neckes Meriones would haue it so the shore At last they reacht yet and then downe their cariages they cast And sat vpon them where the sonne of Peleus had plac't The ground for his great sepulcher and for his friends in one They raisd a huge pile and to armes went euery Myrmidon Charg'd by Achilles chariots and horse were harnessed Fighters and charitoters got vp and they the sad march led A cloude of infinite foote behind In midst of all was borne Patroclus person by his Peeres on him were all heads shorne Euen till they couer'd him with curles Next to him marcht his friend Embracing his cold necke all sad since now he was to send His dearest to his endlesse home Arrin'd all where the wood Was heapt for funerall they set downe Apart Achilles stood And when enough wood was heapt on he cut his golden haire Achilles cuts his haire ouer his friends body Long kept for Sperchius the flood in hope of safe repaire To Phâ—…hiâ—… by that riuers powre but now left hopelesse thus Enrag'd and looking on the sea he cried out Sperchius In vaine my fathers pietie vow'd at my implor'd returne To my lou'd countrie that these curls should on thy shores be shorne Besides a sacred Hecatombe and sacrifice beside Of fiftie Weathers at those founts where men haue edifide A loftie temple and perfum'd an altar to thy name There vow'd he all these offerings but fate preuents thy fame His hopes not suffering satisfied and since I neuer more Shall see my lou'd soyle my friends hands shall to the Stygian shore Conuey these Tresses Thus he put in his friends hands the haire And this bred fresh desire of mone and in that sad affaire The Sunne had set amongst them all had Thetis sonne not spoke Thus to Atrides King of men thy aide I still inuoke Achilles to Agamemnon Since thy Command all men still heare dismisse thy souldiers now And let them victle they haue mourn'd sufficient t is we owe The dead this honour and with vs let all the Captaines stay This heard Atrides instantly the souldiers sent away The funerall officers remain'd and heapt on matter still Till of an hundred foote about they made the funerall pile In whose hote height they cast the Corse and then they pour'd on teares Numbers of fat sheepe and like store of crooked-going steres They slue before the solemne fire stript off their hides and drest Of which Achilles tooke the fat and couer'd the deceast From head to foote and round about he made the officers pile The beasts nak't bodyes vessels full of honey and of oyle Pour'd in them laide vpon a bere and cast into the fire Foure goodly horse and of nine hounds two most in the desire Of that great Prince and trencher-fed all fed that hungry flame Twelue Troian Princes last stood foorth yong and of toward fame Twelue Princes sacrifised on the funerall pile of Patroclus All which set on with wicked spirits there strooke he there he slew And to the iron strength of fire their noble lims he threw Then breath'd his last sighes and these words Againe reioyce my friend Euen in the ioylesse depth of hell now giue I complete end To all my vowes Alone thy life sustain'd not violence Twelue Troian Princes waite on thee and labour to incense Thy glorious heape of funerall Great Hector I le excuse The dogs shall eate him These high threates perform'd not their abuse Ioues daughter Venus tooke the guard of noble Hectors Corse And kept the dogs off night and day applying soueraigne force Of rosie balmes that to the dogs were horrible in tast And with which she the body fild Renowm'd Apollo cast A cloude from heauen lest with the Sunne the nerues and lineaments Might drie and putrifie And now some powres deniâ—…e consents To this solemnitie the fire for all the oyly fewell It had iniected would not burne and then the louing Cruell Studied for helpe and standing off inuokt the two faire winds Zephyr and Boreas to affoord the rage of both their kinds To aid his outrage Precious gifts his earnest zeale did vow Powr'd from a golden bowle much wine and prayde them both to blow That quickly his friends Corse might burne and that heapes sturdy breast Embrace
More then thy selfe their horses yet superior are to thine For their parts thine want speed to make discharge of a designe To please an Artist But go on shew but thy art and hart At all points and set them against their horses heart and art Good Iudges will not see thee lose A Carpenters desert Stands more in cunning then in powre A Pylote doth auert His vessell from the rocke and wracke tost with the churlish winds By skill not strength so sorts it here One chariotere that finds Want of anothers powre in horse must in his owne skill set An ouerplus of that to that and so the proofe will get Skill that still rests within a man more grace then powre without He that in horse and chariots trusts is often hurl'd about This way and that vnhandsomely all heauen wide of his end He better skild that rules worse horse will all obseruance bend Right on the scope still of a Race beare neare know euer when to reine When giue reine as his foe before well noted in his veine Of manage and his steeds estate presents occasion I le giue thee instance now as plaine as if thou saw'st it done Here stands a drie stub of some tree a cubite from the ground Suppose the stub of Oake or Larch for either are so sound That neither rots with wet two stones white marke you white for view A Cōment might well be bestowed vpon this speech of Nestor Parted on either side the stub and these lay where they drew The way into a streight the Race betwixt both lying cleare Imagine them some monument of one long since tomb'd there Or that they had bene lists of race for men of former yeares As now the lists Achilles sets may serue for charioteres Many yeares hence When neare to these the race growes then as right Driue on them as thy eye can iudge then lay thy bridles weight Most of thy left side thy right horse then ◅witching all thy throte Spent in encouragments giue him and all the reine let flote About his shoulders thy neare horse will yet be he that gaue Thy skill the prise and him reine ◅o his head may touch the Naue Of thy left wheele but then take care thou runst not on the stone With wracke of horse and chariot which so thou bear'st vpon Shipwracke within the hauen auoide by all meanes that will breed Others delight and thee a shame Be wise then and take heed My lou'd sonne get but to be first at turning in the course He liues not that can cote thee then not if he backt the horse The gods bred and Adrastus ow'd Diuine Arions speed Could not outpace thee or the horse Laomedon did breed Whose race is famous and fed here Thus sat Nele◅es When all that could be said was said And then Meriones Nestors aged loue of speech was here briefly noted Set fiftly forth his faire-man'd horse All leapt to chariot And euery man then for the start cast in his proper lot Achilles drew Antilochus the lot set foremost foorth Eumelus next Atrides third Meriones the fourth The fifth and last was Diomed farre first in excellence All stood in order and the lists Achilles fixt farre thence In plaine field and a seate ordain'd fast by In which he set Renowmed Phoenix that in grace of Peleus was so great Phoenix chiefe iudge of the best deseruers in the race To see the race and giue a truth of all their passages All start together scourg'd and cried and gaue their businesse Study and order Through the field they held a winged pace Beneath the bosome of their steeds a dust so dim'd the race It stood aboue their heads in clowds or like to stormes amaz'd Manes flew like ensignes with the wind the chariots sometime graz'd And sometimes iumpt vp to the aire yet still sat fast the men Their spirits euen panting in their breasts with feruour to obtaine But when they turn'd to fleet againe then all mens skils were tride Then stretcht the pasternes of their steeds Eumelus horse in pride Still bore their Soueraigne After them came Diomeds coursers close Still apt to leape their chariot and ready to repose Vpon the shoulders of their king their heads His backe euen burn'd With fire that from their nostrils flew And then their Lord had turn'd The race for him or giuen it doubt if Phoebus had not smit The scourge out of his hands and teares of helplesse wrath with it From forth his eyes to see his horse for want of scourge made slow And th 'others by Apollos helpe with much more swiftnesse go Apollos spite Pallas discern'd and flew to Tydeus sonne His scourge reacht and his horse made fresh Then tooke her angry runne At king Eumelus brake his geres his mares on both sides flew His draught tree fell to earth and him the tost vp chariot threw Downe to the earth his elbowes torne his forehead all his face Strooke at the center his speech lost And then the turned race Fell to Tydides before all his conquering horse he draue And first he glitter'd in the race diuine Athenia gaue Strength to his horse and fame to him Next him draue Spartas king Antilochus his fathers horse then vrg'd with all his sting Of scourge and voice Runne low said he stretch out your lims and flie Antilochus to his steeds With Diomeds horse I bid not striue nor with himselfe striue I. Athenia wings his horse and him renowmes Atrides steeds Are they ye must not faile but reach and soone lest soone succeeds The blot of all your fames to yeeld in swiftnesse to a mare To femall Aethe What 's the cause ye best that euer were That thus ye faile vs Be assur'd that Nestors loue ye lose For euer if ye faile his sonne through both your both sides goes His hote steele if ye suffer me to bring the last prise home Haste ouertake them instantly we needs must ouercome This harsh way next vs this my mind will take this I despise For perill this I le creepe through hard the way to honor lies And that take I and that shall yeeld His horse by all this knew He was not pleasde and fear'd his voice and for a while they flew But straite more cleare appear'd the streight Antilochus foresaw It was a gaspe the earth gaue forc't by humours cold and raw Pour'd out of Winters watrie breast met there and cleauing deepe All that neare passage to the lists This Nestors sonne would keepe And left the rode way being about Atrides fear'd and cride Menelaus in feare to follow Antilochus who ye may see playd vpon ◅im Antilochus thy course is mad containe thy horse we ride A way most dangerous turne head betime take larger field We shall be splitted Nestors sonne with much more scourge impeld His horse for this as if not heard and got as farre before As any youth can cast a quoyte Atrides would no more He backe
appaid Long since and held it as at first to Priam Ilion And all his subiects for the rape of his licentious sonne Proud Paris that despisde these dames in their diuine accesse Made to his cottage and praisd her that his sad wantonnesse So costly nourisht The twelfth morne now shin'd on the delay Of Hectors rescue and then spake the deitie of the day Apollo to the other gods Thus to th'immortals Shamelesse gods authors of ill ye are To suffer ill Hath Hectors life at all times show'd his care Of all your rights in burning thighs of Beeues and Goates to you And are your cares no more of him vouchsafe ye not euen now Euen dead to keepe him that his wife his mother and his sonne Father and subiects may be mou'd to those deeds he hath done See'ng you preserue him that seru'd you and sending to their hands His person for the rites of fire Achilles that withstands All helpe to others you can helpe one that hath neither hart Nor soule within him that will moue or yeeld to any part That fits a man but Lion-like vplandish and meere wilde Slaue to his pride and all his nerues being naturally compil'd Of eminent strength stalkes out and preyes vpon a silly sheepe And so fares this man That fit ruth that now should draw so deepe In all the world being lost in him And Shame a qualitie Shame a quality that hurts and helpes men exceedingly Of so much weight that both it helpes and hurts excessiuely Men in their manners is not knowne nor hath the powre to be In this mans being Other men a greater losse then he Haue vndergone a sonne suppose or brother of one wombe Yet after dues of woes and teares they bury in his tombe All their deplorings Fates haue giuen to all that are true men True manly patience but this man so soothes his bloudy veine That no bloud serues it he must haue diuine-soul'd Hector bound To his proud chariot and danc't in a most barbarous round About his lou'd friends sepulcher when he is slaine T is vile And drawes no profit after it But let him now awhile Marke but our angers his is spent let all his strength take heed It tempts not our wraths he begets in this outragious deed The dull earth with his furies hate White-wristed Iuno said Being much incenst This doome is one that thou wouldst haue obaid Thou bearer of the siluer bow that we in equall care And honour should hold Hectors worth with him that claimes a share In our deseruings Hector suckt a mortall womans brest Aeacides a goddesses our selfe had interest Both in his infant nourishment and bringing vp with state And to the humane Pelâ—…s we gaue his bridall mate Because he had th'immortals loue To celebrate the feast Of their high nuptials euery god was glad to be a guest And thou fedst of his fathers cates touching thy harpe in grace Of that beginning of our friend whom thy perfidious face In his perfection blusheth not to match with Priâ—…m sonne O thou that to betray and shame art still companion Iâ—…e thus receiu'd her Neuer giue these brode termes to a god Iâ—…e to 〈◊〉 Those two men shall not be compar'd and yet of all that trod The well-pau'd Iliâ—… none so deare to all the deities As Hector was at least to me For offrings most of prise His hands would neuer pretermit Our altars euer stood Furnisht with banquets fitting vs odors and euery good Smokt in our temples and for this foreseeing it his fate We markt with honour which must stand but to giue stealth estate In his deliuerance shun we that nor must we fauour one To shame another Priuily with wrong to Thetis sonne We must not worke out Hectors right There is a ransome due And open course by lawes of armes in which must humbly sue The friends of Hector Which iust meane if any god would stay And vse the other t would not serue for Thetis night and day Is guardian to him But would one call Iris hither I Would giue directions that for gifts the Trâ—…n king should buy His Hectors body which the sonne of Thetis shall resigne This said his will was done the Dame that doth in vapours shine Dewie and thin footed with stormes iumpt to the sable seas Twixt Samos and sharpe Imbers cliffes the lake gron'd with the presse Of her rough feete and plummet-like put in an oxes horne That beares death to the raw-fed fish she diu'd and found forlorne Thetis lamenting her sonnes fate who was in Troy to haue Iris to Thetis Farre from his countrey his death seru'd Close to her Iris stood And said Rise Thetis prudent Ioue whose counsels thirst not blood Cals for thee Thetis answerd her with asking What 's the cause The great god cals my sad powres fear'd to breake th' immortall lawes In going fil'd with griefes to heauen But he sets snares for none With colourd counsels not a word of him but shall be done She said and tooke a sable vaile a blacker neuer wore A heauenly shoulder and gaue way Swift Iris swum before About both rowld the brackish waues They tooke their banks and flew Vp to Olympus where they found Satâ—…nius farre-of-view Spher'd with heauens-euerbeing states Minerua rose and gaue Her place to Thetis neare to Ioue and Iâ—…no did receiue Her entry with a cup of gold in which she dranke to her Grac't her with comfort and the cup to her hand did referre She dranke resigning it And then the sire of men and gods Thus entertain'd her Com'st thou vp to these our blest abodes Faire goddesse Thetis yet art sad and that in so high kind As passeth suffrance this I know and try'd thee and now find Thy will by mine rulde which is rule to all worlds gouernment Besides this triall yet this cause sent downe for thy ascent Nine dayes Contention hath bene held amongst th'immortals here For Hectors person and thy sonne and some aduices were To haue our good spie Mercurie steale from thy sonne the Corse But that reproch I kept farre off to keepe in future force Thy former loue and reuerence Haste then and tell thy sonne The gods are angrie and my selfe take that wrong he hath done To Hector in worst part of all the rather since he still Detaines his person Charge him then if he respect my will For any reason to resigne slaine Hector I will send Iris to Priam to redeeme his sonne and recommend Fit ransome to Achilles grace in which right he may ioy And end his vaine griefe To this charge bright Thetis did employ Instant endeuour From heauens tops she reacht Achilles tent Found him still sighing and some friends with all their complements Soothing his humour othersome with all contention Dressing his dinner all their paines and skils consum'd vpon Thetis to Achilles A huge wooll-bearer slaughterd there His reuerend mother then Came neare tooke kindly his faire hand and askt him Deare sonne
Who gaue backe seeing him so vrge And now he entertaines His sonnes as roughly Hellenus Paris Hippothous Pammon diuine Agathones renowm'd Deiphobus Agauus and Antiphonus and last not least in armes The strong Polites These nine sonnes the violence of his harmes Helpt him to vent in these sharpe termes Haste you infamous brood Priam enâ—…ged against his sons And get my chariot would to heauen that all the abiect blood In all your veines had Hector scusde O me accursed man All my good sonnes are gone my light the shades Cimmerian Haue swallow'd from me I haue lost Mestor surnam'd the faire Troilus that readie knight at armes that made his field repaire Euer so prompt and ioyfully And Hector amongst men Esteem'd a god not from a mortals seed but of th' eternall straine He seem'd to all eyes These are gone you that suruiue are base Liers and common free-booâ—…ers all faultie not a grace But in your heeles in all your parts dancing companions Ye all are excellent Hence ye brats loue ye to heare my mones Will ye not get my chariot command it quickly flie That I may perfect this deare worke This all did terrifie And straite his mule-drawne chariot came to which they fast did bind The trunke with gifts and then came forth with an afflicted mind Old Hecuba In her right hand a bowle of gold she bore With sweet wine crown'd stood neare and said Receiue this and implore With sacrificing it to Ioue thy safe returne I see Thy mind likes still to go though mine dislikes it vtterly Pray to the blacke-cloud-gathering god Idaean Ioue that viewes All Troy and all her miseries that he will deine to vse His most lou'd bird to ratifie thy hopes that her brode wing Spred on thy right hand thou maist know thy zealous offering Accepted and thy safe returne confirm'd but if he faile Faile thy intent though neuer so it labours to preuaile This I refuse not he replide for no faith is so great In Ioâ—…s high fauour but it must with held vp hands intreate This said the chamber maid that held the Ewre and Basin by He bad powre water on his hands when looking to the skie He tooke the bowle did sacrifice and thus implor'd O Ioue From Ida vsing thy commands in all deserts aboue Priâ—…s prayer to Iâ—…e All other gods vouchsafe me safe and pitie in the sight Of great Achilles and for trust to that wisht grace excite Thy swift-wing'd messenger most strong most of aires region lou'd To sore on my right hand which fight may firmely see approu'd Thy former summons and my speed He prayd and heauens king heard And instantly cast from his fist aires all commanding bird The blacke wing'd huntresse perfectest of all fowles which gods call Percâ—…s the Eagle And how brode the chamber nuptiall Of any mightie man hath dores such breadth cast either wing Ioâ—…e to Merâ—…ry Which now she vsde and spred them wide on right hand of the king All saw it and reioyc't and vp to chariot he arose Draue foorth the Portall and the Porch resounding as he goes His friends all follow'd him and mourn'd as if he went to die And bringing him past towne to field all left him and the eye Of Iâ—…piter was then his guard who piâ—…ied him and vsde These words to Hermes Mercurit thy helpe hath bene profusde Euer with most grace in consorts of trauailers distrest Now consort Priâ—… to the fleet but so that not the least Suspicion of him be attaind till at Acâ—…illes tent Thy coâ—…uoy hath arriu'd him safe This charge incontinent He put in practise To his feete his featherd shoes he tide Immortall and made all of gold with which he vsde to ride The rough sea and th'vnmeasur'd earth and equald in his pace The pufts of wind Then tooke he vâ—… his rod that hath the grace To shut what eyes he lists with 〈◊〉 â—…nd â—…pen them againe In strongest trances This he held flew forth and did attaine To Troy and Hellespontus straite then like a faire yong Prince First-downe chinn'd and of such a grace as makes his lookes conuince Contending eyes to view him forth he went to meete the king He hauing past the mightie tombe of Ilus watering His Mules in 〈◊〉 the darke Euen fell on the earth and then Idaeuâ—… guider of the Mules discern'd this Grace of men And spake affraide to Priâ—… Beware 〈◊〉 Our states aske counsell I discerne the dangerous accesse Of some man neare vs Now I feare we perish Is it best To flie or kisse his knees and aske his ruth of men distrest Confusion strooke the king cold Feare extremely quencht his vaines Vpright vpon his languishing head his haire stood and the chaines Of strong Amaze bound all his powres To both which then came neare Priams amaze The Prince-turn'd Deitie tooke his hand and thus bespake the Peere To what place father driu'st thou out through solitarie Night Mercurie appeares to him When others sleepe giue not the Greeks sufficient cause of fright To these late trauailes being so neare and such vow'd enemies Of all which if with all this lode any should cast his eyes On thy aduentures what would then thy minde esteeme thy state Thy selfe old and thy follower old Resistance could not rate At any value As for me be sure I mind no harme To thy graue person but against the hurt of others arme Mine owne lou'd father did not get a greater loue in me To his good then thou dost to thine He answerd The degree Priam to Mercurie Of danger in my course faire sonne is nothing lesse then that Thou vrgest but some gods faire hand puts in for my safe state That sends so sweete a Guardian in this so sterne a Time Of night and danger as thy selfe that all grace in his prime Of body and of beautie shew'st all answerd with a mind So knowing that it cannot be but of some blessed kind Thou art descended Not vntrue said Hermes thy conceipt In all this holds but further truth relate if of such weight As I conceiue thy cariage be and that thy care conuaies Thy goods of most price to more guard or go ye all your waies Frighted from holy Ilion So excellent a sonne As thou had'st being your speciall strength falne to Destruction Whom no Greeke betterd for his fight O what art thou said he Most worthy youth of what race borne that thus recountst to me My wretched sonnes death with such truth Now father he replide You tempt me farre in wondering how the death was signifide Of your diuine sonne to a man so mere a stranger here As you hold me but I am one that oft haue seene him beare His person like a god in field and when in heapes he slew The Greeks all routed to their fleet his so victorious view Made me admire not feele his hand because Aeacides Incenst admitted not our fight my selfe being of accesse To his high person seruing him
title doth to you resigne VVherein as th' Ocean walks not with such waues The Round of this Realme as your VVisedomes seas Nor with his great eye sees his Marble saues Our State like your Vlyssian policies So none like HOMER hath the VVorld enspher'd Earth Seas heauen fixt in his verse and mouing VVhom all times wisest Men haue held vnper'de And therefore would conclude with your approuing Then grace his spirit that all wise men hath grac't And made things euer flitting euer last An Anagram Robert Cecyl Earle of Salisburye Curbfoes thy care is all our erly Be. TO THE MOST HONOR'DRE storer of ancient Nobilitie both in blood and vertue the Earle of SVFFOLKE c. IOine Noblest Earle in giuing worthy grace To this great gracer of Nobilitie See here what sort of men your honor'd place Doth properly command if Poesie Profest by them were worthily exprest The grauest wisest greatest need not then Account that part of your command the least Nor them such idle needlesse worthlesse Men. VVho can be worthier Men in publique weales Then those at all parts that prescrib'd the best That stird vp noblest vertues holiest zeales And euermore haue liu'd as they profest A world of worthiest Men see one create Great Earle whom no man since could imitate TO THE MOST NOBLE AND learned Earle the Earle of NORTHAMTON c. TO you most learned Earle whose learning can Reiect vnlearned Custome and Embrace The reall vertues of a worthie Man I prostrate this great Worthie for your grace And pray that Poesies well-deseru'd ill Name Being such as many moderne Poets make her May nought eclipse her cleare essentiall flame But as she shines here so refuse or take her Nor do I hope but euen your high affaires May suffer intermixture with her view VVhere Wisedome fits her for the highest chaires And mindes growne old with cares of State renew You then great Earle that in his owne tongue know This king of Poets see his English show TO THE MOST NOBLE MY singular good Lord the Earle of Arundell STand by your noblest stocke and euer grow In loue and grace of vertue most admir'd And we will pay the sacrifice we owe Of prayre and honour with all good desir'd To your diuine soule that shall euer liue In height of all blisse prepar'd here beneath In that ingenuous and free grace you giue To knowledge onely Bulwarke against Death VVhose rare sustainers here her powres sustaine Hereafter Such reciprocall effects Meete in her vertues VVhere the loue doth raigne The Act of knowledge crownes our intellects VVhere th' Act nor Loue is there like beasts men die Not Life but Time is their Eternitie TO THE LEARNED AND most noble Patrone of learning the Earle of PEMBROOKE c. ABoue all others may your Honor shine As past all others your ingenuous beames Exhale into your grace the forme diuine Of godlike Learning whose exiled streames Runne to your succour charg'd with all the wracke Of sacred Vertue Now the barbarous witch Foule Ignorance sits charming of them backe To their first Fountaine in the great and rich Though our great Soueraigne counter-checke her charmes VVho in all learning reignes so past example Yet with her Turkish Policie puts on armes To raze all knowledge in mans Christian Temple You following yet our king your guard redouble Pure are those streames that these times cannot trouble TO THE RIGHT GRACIOVS Illustrator of vertue and worthy of the fauour Royall the Earle of MONTGOMRIE THere runs a blood faire Earle through your cleare vains That well entitles you to all things Noble VVhich still the liuing Sydnian soule maintaines And your Names ancient Noblesse doth redouble For which I needs must tender to your Graces This noblest worke of Man as made your Right And though Ignoblesse all such workes defaces As tend to Learning and the soules delight Yet since the sacred Penne doth testifie That Wisedome which is Learnings naturall birth Is the cleare Mirror of Gods Maiestie And Image of his goodnesse here in earth If you the Daughter wish respect the Mother One cannot be obtain'd without the other TO THE MOST LEARNED and Noble Concluder of the Warres Arte and the Muses the Lord LISLE c. NOr let my paines herein long honor'd Lord Faile of your ancient Nobly-good respects Though obscure Fortune neuer would afford My seruice show till these thus late effects And though my poore deserts weigh'd neuer more Then might keepe downe their worthlesse memorie From your high thoughts enricht with better store Yet yours in me are fixt eternally VVhich all my fit occasions well shall proue Meane space with your most Noble Nephewes daine To shew your free and honorable loue To this Greeke Poet in his English vaine You cannot more the point of death controule Then to stand close by such a liuing soule TO THE GREAT AND VER tuous the Countesse of MONTGOMRIE YOur Fame great Lady is so lowd resounded By your free Trumpet my right worthy frend That with it all my forces stand confounded Arm'd and disarm'd at once to one iust end To honor and describe the blest consent Twixt your high blood and soule in vertues rare Of which my friends praise is so eminent That I shall hardly like his Echo fare To render onely th' ends of his shrill Verse Besides my Bounds are short and I must meâ—…rely My will to honour your rare parts rehearse VVith more time singing your renowme more clearely Meane-time take Homer for my wants supply To whom adioyn'd your Name shall neuer die TO THE HAPPY STARRE DI scouered in our Sydneian Asterisme comfort of learning Sphere of all the vertues the Lady VVROTHE WHen all our other Starres set in their skies To Vertue and all honor of her kind That you rare Lady should so clearely rise Makes all the vertuous glorifie your mind And let true Reason and Religion trie If it be Fancie not iudiciall Right In you t' oppose the times Apostasie To take the soules part and her sauing Light VVhile others blinde and burie both in Sense VVhen t is the onely end for which all liue And could those soules in whom it dies dispense As much with their Religion they would giue That as small grace Then shun their course faire Starre And still keepe your way pure and circular TO THE RIGHT NOBLE PA tronesse and Grace of Uertue the Countesse of BEDFORD TO you faire Patronesse and Muse to Learning The Fount of learning and the Muses sends This Cordiall for your vertues and forewarning To leaue no good for th' ill the world commends Custome seduceth but the vulgar sort VVith whom when Noblesse mixeth she is vulgare The truly-Noble still repaire their Fort VVith gracing good excitements and gifts rare In which the narrow path to Happinesse Is onely beaten Vulgar pleasure sets Nets for her selfe in swinge of her excesse And beates her selfe there dead ere free she gets Since pleasure then with pleasure still doth waste Still please with vertue Madame That will last TO THE RIGHT VALOROVS and virtuous Lord the Earle of SOVTH-HAMTON c. IN Choice of all our Countries Noblest spirits Borne slauisher barbarisme to conuinâ—… I could not but in uoke your ho or'd Merits To follow the swift vertue of our Prince The cries of Vertue and her Fortresse Learning Brake earth and to Elysium did descend To call vp Homer who therein discerning That his excitements to their good had end As being a Grecian puts-on English armes And to the hardie Natures in these climes Stikes-vp his high and spiritfull alarmes That they may cleare earth of those impious Crimes VVhose conquest though most faintly all apply You know learn'd Earle all liue for and should die TO MY EXCEEDING GOOD Lord the Earle of SVSSEX with duty alwaies remembred to his honor'd Countesse YOu that haue made in our great Princes Name At his high birth his holy Christian vowes May witnesse now to his eternall Fame How he performes them thus far stil growes Aboue his birth in vertue past his yeares In strength of Bountie and great Fortitude Amongst this traine then of our choicest Peeres That follow him in chace of vices rude Summon'd by his great Herald Homers voice March you and euer let your Familie In your vowes made for such a Prince reioyce Your seruice to his State shall neuer die And for my true obseruance let this show No meanes escapes when I may honour you TO THE RIGHT NOBLE AND Heroicall my singular good Lord the Lord of VVALDEN c. NOr let the vulgar sway Opinion beares Rare Lord that Poesies fauor shewes men vaine Ranke you amongst her sterne disfauourers She all things worthy fauour doth maintaine Vertue in all things else at best she betters Honour she heightens and giues Life in Death She is the ornament and soule of letters The worlds deceipt before her vanisheth Simple she is as Doues like Serpents wise Sharpe graue and sacred nought but things diuine And things diuining fit her faculties Accepting her as she is genuine If she be vaine then all things else are vile If vertuous still be Patrone of her stile TO THE MOST TRVLY-NO ble and Uertue-gracing Knight Sir Thomas HOVVARD THe true and nothing-lesse-then sacred spirit That moues your feete so farre from the prophane In skorne of Pride and grace of humblest merit Shall fill your Names sphere neuer seeing it wane It is so rare in blood so high as yours To entertaine the humble skill of Truth And put a vertuous end to all your powres That th' honor Age askes we giue you in youth Your Youth hath wonne the maistrie of your Mind As Homer sings of his Antilochus The parallell of you in euery kind Valiant and milde and most ingenious Go on in Vertue after Death and grow And shine like Ledas twins my Lord and you Euer most humbly and faithfully deuoted to you and all the rare Patrons of diuine Homer Geo. Chapman