my sleepe he purposeth to kill Nor with so foule an enterprize content An Hostage murders from Moloâ—sus sent Part of his seuer'd scarce-dead lims he boyles An other part on hissing Embers broyles This set before me I the house ore-turn'd With vengefull flames which round about him burn'd He frighted to the silent Desart flies There howles and speech with lost indeuour â—ries His selfe-like iawes still grin more than for food He slaughters beasts and yet delights in bloud His armes to thighs his clothes to bristles chang'd A Wolfe not much from his first forme estrang'd So horie hair'd his lookes so full of rape So fiery ey'd so terrible his shape One house that fate which all deserue sustaines For through the World the fierce Eriâ—â—ys raignes You 'ld thinke they had conspir'd to sinnâ— But all Shall swiftly by deserued vengeance fall Ioue's words apart approue and his intent Exasperate the rest giue their consent Yet all for Mans destruction grieu'd appeare And aske what forme the widowed Earth shall beare Who shall with odours their cold Altars feast Must Earth be onely by wilde beasts possess The King of Gods re-comforts their despaire And biddeth them impose on him that care Who promis'd by a strange originall Of better people to supply their fall And now about to let his lightning flie He fear'd lest so much flame should catch the skie And burne heauens Axeltree Besides by doome Of certaine Eaâ—e he knew the time shoul'd come When Sea Earth rauisht Heauen the curioâ—s Frames Of this World's masse should shrinke in purging flame He therefore those Cyclopean darts reiects And different-natur'd punishments elects To open all the Flood-gates of the skie And Man by inundation to destroy Rough Boreas in Aeollan prison laid And those drie blasts which gathered Clouds inuade Out flyes the South with dropping wings who shrouds His terrible aspect in pitchy clouds His white hair streams his swolne Beard big with showres Mists bind his brows Rain from his bosom poures As with his hands the hanging clouds he crusht They roar'd and downe in showres together rusht All-colour'd Iris Iuno's messenger To weeping Clouds doth nourishment confer The Corne is lodg'd the Husband-men despaire Their long yeares labour lost with all their care Ioue not content with his aethereall rages His Brother 's auxiliaric flouds ingages The Streames conuented 'T is too late to vse Much speech said Neptune all your powres effuse Your dores vnbarre remoue what-ere restraines Your liberall Waues and giue them the full raynes Thus charged they returne their Springs vnfold And to the Sea with head-long furie rol'd He with his Trident strikes the Earth Shee shakes And way for Water by her motion makes Through open fields now rush the spreading Floods And hurry with them Cattell People Woods Houses and Temples with their Gods inclos'd What such a force vn-ouerthrowne oppos'd The higher-swelling Water quite deuoures Which hides the aspiring tops of swallowed towres Now Land and Sea no different visage bore For all was Sea nor had the Sea a shore He takes a Hill He in a Boat deplores And where He lately plow'd now strikes his Oares O're Corne o're drowned Villages He sailes He from high Elmes intangled Fishes hales In Fields they anchor cast as Chance did guide And Ships the vnder-lying Vineyards hide Where Mountayne-louing Goats did lately graze The Sea-calfe now his vgly body layes Groues Cities Temples couer'd by the Deep The Nymphs admire in woods the Delphins keep And chace about the boughs the Wolfe doth swim Amongst the Sheepe the Lyon now not grim And Tygres tread the Waues Swift feet no more Auaile the Hart nor wounding tuskes the Bore The wandring Birds hid Earth long sought in vaine With weary wings descend into the Mayne Licentious Seas o're drowned Hills now fret And vnknowne surges Ayerie Mountaynes beat The Waues the greater part deuoure the rest Death with long-wanted sustenance opprest The Land of Phocis fruitfull when a Land Diuides Aâ—nia from th' Actaean strand But now a part of the insulting Mayne Of sudden-swelling waters a vast Playne There his two heads Parnassus doth extend To touched Stars whose tops the Clouds transcend On this Deucalion's little Boat was throwne With him his Wife the rest all ouer-flowne Corycian Nymphs and Hill-gods he adores And Themis then oraculous implores None was there better none more iust than Hee And none more reuerenc't the Gods than Shee Ioue when he saw that all a Lake was growne And of so many thousand men but one One of so many thousand women left Both guiltlesse pious both of all bereft The clouds now chac't by Boreas from him throwes And Earth to Heauen Heauen vnto Earth he showes Nor Seas persist to rage their awfull Guide The wilde waues calmes his Trident laid aside And calls blew Triton riding on the Deep Whoso mantle Nature did in purple steep And bids him his lowd-sounding shell inspire And giue the Flouds a signall to retire He his wreath'd trumpet takes as giuen in charge That from the turning bottom growes more large To which when he giues breath 't is heard by all From farre-vprising Phoebus to his Fall When this the watery Deitie had set To his large mouth and sounded a retreat All Flouds it heard that Earth or Ocean knew And all the Flouds that heard the same with-drew Seas now haue shores full streames their channels keep They sink and hils aboue the waters peep Earth re-ascends as waues decrease so grow The formes of things and late-hid figures show And after a long day the trees extend Their bared tops with mud their branches bend The World 's restor'd Which when in such a state So deadly silent and so desolate Deucalion saw with teares which might haue made An other Floud he thus to Pyrrha said O Sister O my Wife the poore Remaines Of all thy Sex which all in one containes Whom humane Nature one paternall Line Then one chaste Bed and now like dangers ioyne Of what the Sunne beholds from East to West We two are all the Sea intombs the rest Nor yet can we of life be confident The threatning clowds strange terrors still present O what a heart would'st thou haue had if Fate Had ta'ne me from thee and prolong'd thy date So wilde a feare such sorrowes so forlorne And comfortlesse how couldest thou haue borne If Seas had suckt thee in I would haue follow'd My Wife in death and Sea should me haue swallow'd O would I could my Father's cunning vse And soules into well-modul'd Clay infuse Now all our mortall Race we two contayne And but a pattern of Man-kind remaine This said both wept both pray'rs to heauen addresse And seeke the Oracle in their distresse Forth-with descending to Cephisus Floud Which in known banks now ran though thick with mud They on their heads and garments water throw And to the Temple of the Goddesse goe At that time all defil'd with mosse and mire The vnfrequented Altar without fire Then
stroue with childish care and speed To fill her lap and others to exceed Dis saw affected carryed her away Almost at once Loue could not brooke delay The sad-fac't Goddesse cryes with feare appall'd To her Companions oft her Mother call'd And as she tore th'adornment of her haire Down fell the flow'rs which in her lap shee bare And such was her sweet Youth's simplicitie That their losse also made the Virgin crie The Rauisher flies on swift wheeles his horses Excites by name and their full speed inforces Shaking for haste the rust-obscured raignes Vpon their cole-black nâ—â—ks and shaggy maines Through Lakes through Palicine which expires A sulphrous breath through earth ingendring fires They passe to where Corinthian Bacchides Their Citie built betweene vnequall Seas The Land 'twixt Aretâ—â—sa and Cyâ—ne With stretcht-out hornes begirts th'included Sea Here Cyane who gaue the Lake a name Amongst Sicilian Nymphs of speciall fame Her head aduanc't who did the Goddesse know And boldly said You shall no farther goe Nor can you be vnwilling Ceâ—es son What you compell perswasion should haue won If humble things I may compare with great Anapis lou'd me yet did he intreat And me not frighted thus espous'd This said With out-stretcht armes his farther passage staid His wrath no longer Pluto could restraine But giues his terror-striking steeds the raigne And with his Regall mace through the profound And yeelding water cleaues the solid ground The breath t'infernall Tartarus extends At whose darke iawes the Chariot descends But Cyane the Goddesse Rape laments And her owne iniur'd Spring whose discontents Admit no comfort in her heart shee beares Her silent sorrow now resolues to teares And with that Fountayne doth incorporate Whereof th' immortall Deitic but late Her softned members thaw into a dow Her nailes lesse hard her bones now limber grew The slendrest parts first melt away her haire Fine fingers legs and feet that soone impaire And drop to streames then arms back shoulders side And bosom into little Currents glide Water in stead of blood fils her pale veines And nothing now that may be graspt remaines Mean-while through all the earth and all the Maine The fearfull Mother sought her childe in vaine Not deawy-hayr'd Aurora when shee rose Nor Hesperus could witnesse her repose Two pitchy Pines at flaming Aeâ—na lights And restlesse carries them through freezing Nights Againe when Day the vanquisht Starres supprest Her vanisht comfort seeks from East to West Thirsâ—y with trauell and no Fountayne nye A cottage thatcht with straw inuites her eye At th' humble gate she knocks An old wife showes Her selfe thereat and seeing her bestowes The water so desir'd which shee before Had boyl'd with barly Drinking at the doore A rude hard-fauour'd Boy beside her stood Who laught and cald her greedy-gut Her blood Inflam'd with anger what remayn'd shee threw Full in his face which forthwith speckled grew His armes conuert to legs a taile withall Spines from his changed shape of body small Lest he might proue too great a foe to life Though lesse yet like a Lizard th' aged wife That wonders weeps and feares to touch it shuns And presently into a creuise runs Fit to his colour they a name elect With sundry little stars all-ouerspeckt What Lands what Seas the Goddesse wandred through Were long to tell Earth had not roome enough To Sicil shee returns where ere shee goes Inquires and came where Cyane now flowes Shee had shee not beene changed all had told Now wants a tongue her knowledge to vnfold Yet to the mother of her daughter gaue A sure ostent who bore vpon a waue Persepbone's rich zone that from her fell When through the sacred Spring she sunke to hell This seen and knowne as but then lost shee tare Without selfe-pitty her dis-sheueled haire And with redoubled blowes her brest inuades Nor knowes what Land t' accuse yet all vpbraids Ingrate vnworthy with her gifts t' abound Triâ—acria chiefly where the steps shee found Of her misfortunes Therefore there shee brake The furrowing plough the Oxe and owner strake Both with one death then bade the fields beguile The trust impos'd shrunk seed corrupts That soile So celebrated for fertilitie Now barren grew corne in the blade doth die Now too much drouth annoys now lodging showres Stars smitch winds blast The greedy fowle deuoures The new-sowne graine Kintare and Darnell tire The fetter'd Wheat and weeds that through it spire In Elean waues Alphaeus Loue appeard And from her dropping haire her fore-head clear'd O Mother of that far-sought Maid thou friend To life said she here let thy labour end Nor be offended with thy faithfull Land That blamelesse is nor could her rape with-stand I here a guest not for my Country plead My Country Pisa is in Elis bred And as an Alien in Sicania dwell But yet no Country pleaseth me so well I Arethusa now these Springs possesse This is my seat which courteous Goddesse blesse Why I affect this place t' Ortrgia came Through such vast Seas I shall impart the same To your desire when you more fit to heare Shall quit your care and be of better cheare Earth giues me way through whose darke cauerns roll'd I here ascend and vnknowne stars behold While vnder ground by Styx my waters glide Your sweet Proserpina I there espy'd Full sad shee was euen then you might haue seen Feare in her face and yet shee is a Queen And yet shee in that gloomy Empire swayes And yet her wâ—ll th' infernall King obayes Stone-like stood Ceres at this heauy newes And staring long continued in a muse When griefe had quickned her stupiditie Shee tooke her Chariot and ascends the skie There veiled all in clouds with scattered haire Shee kneeles to Iupiter and made this pray'r â— Both for my blood and thine ô Ioue I sew If I be nothing gracious yet doe you A Father to your Daughter proue nor be Your care the lesse because shee sprung from me Lo she at length is found long sought through all The spacious World if you a Finding call What more the losse assures but if to know Her being be to Finde I haue found her so And yet I would the iniurie remit So he the stolne restore 'T were most vnfit That holy Hymen should thy daughter ioyne To such a Thiefe although shee were not mine Then Ioue The pledge is mutuall and these cares To either equall Yet this deed declares Much loue mis-called Wrong nor should we shame Of such a sonne could you but thinke the same All wants suppose can he be lesse than great And be Ioue's brother What when all compleat I but preferr'd by lot Or if you burne In endlesse spleen Let Proserpine returne On this condition That shee yet haue ta'ne No sustenance so Destinies ordaine To fetch her daughter Ceres postes in haste But Fates with-stood the Maid had broke her fast For wandring in the Ort-yard simply shee Pluckt a Pomegranet from the stooping Tree Thence tooke seuen
the partners of his way Piriâ—hous and Lelex the renowne Of Troezen now appearing gray sat downe And whom the Riuer glad of such a guest Preferd vnto the honour of his feast Forth-with bare-footed Nymphs bring in the meat That tane away vpon the table set Crown'd cups of wine When Theseus turnd his face To vnder seas and poynting said What place Is yon' and of what name that stands alone And yet me thinks it should be more then one It is not one the courteous Flood replyes But fiue their neighbourhood deceiues your eyes The lesse t' admire Diana late despis'd Fiue Nymphs they were who hauing sacrifis'd Ten beeues inuited to their festiuall The rurall Gods my selfe forgot by all At this my surges swell I then as great As euer with inraged waters fret The woods from woods and fields from fields I teare With them the Nymphs now mindfull of me beare In exile to the Deep whose waues with mine That then vnited masse of earth dis-ioyne Into as many peeces as in seas Are of the flood imbrac't Echinâ—des Yet see one Ile far ô far off remou'd Call'd Perimâ—le once by me belou'd I from this Nymph her virgin honour tooke Râ—â—â—damas his daughter could not brooke 〈◊〉 cast her from a rock into the Deepe Whom while my thickned streames from sinking keepe 〈◊〉 O Neptune thou that do'st command â—he wandering waues that beat vpon the land To whom we Riuers run in whom we end Incline a gentle care I did offend In wronging whom I beare if pious he Would both haue pittied her and pardon'd me Her whom his furie hath from earth exil'd And in the strangling waters drencht his child A place afford or let her be a place Which I may euer with my streames imbrace His head the King of Surges forward shooke And in assenting all the Ocean strooke The Nymph yet swims although with feare opprest I laid my hand vpon her parting breast While thus I handled her I might perceiue The earth about her stifning body cleaue Now with a masse infolded as she swims An Iland rose from her transformed lims He held his peace This admiration won In all derided by Ixions son By nature rough and one who did despise All able Gods who said Thou tel'st vs lyes And thinkst the Gods too potent as if they Could giue new shapes or take our old away His saying all amaz'd and none approud'd Most Lelex ripe in age and wisdome mou'd Heauens power immense and endlesse none can shun Said he and what the Gods would doe is done To check your doubt on Phrygian hils there growes An Oke by a Line-tree which old wals inclose My selfe this saw while I in Phrygia staid By Pitthens sent where erst his father swaid Hard by a lake once habitable ground Where Coots and fishing Cormorants abound Joue in a humane shape with Mercurie His heeles vnwing'd that way their steps apply Who guest-rites at a thousand houses craue A thousand shut their doores One only gaue A small thatch't Cottage where a pious wife Old Baucis and Phileman led their life Both equall-ag'd In this their youth they spent In this grew old rich onely in content Who pouertie by bearing it declind And made it easie with a chearfull mind None Master not none Seruant could you call They who command obey for two were all Ioue father came with his Cyllenian mate And stooping enters at the humble gate Sit downe and take your ease Philemon said While busie Bauâ—is straw-stuft cushions layd Who stud abroad the glowing coles that lay In smothering ashes â—ak't vp yester-day Dry barke and withered leaues thereon she throwne Whose feeble breath to flame the cinders blowes Then slender clests and broken branches gets And ouer all a little kettle sets Her husband gathers cole-flowrs with their leaues Which from his gretefull garden he receiues Tooke downe a flitch of bacon with a prung That long had in the smokie chimney hung Whereof a little quantitie he cuts And it into the boyling liquor puts This seething they the time beguile with speech Vnser â—word of stay A bowle of beech There by the handle hung vpon a pin This 〈◊〉 with warme water and therein Washe then feet A moste-stuft bed and pillow Lay on a homely bed steed made of willow A 〈…〉 onely vs d at feasts they spred Though course and old yet fit for such a bed Downe 〈◊〉 the Gods The palsie-snaken Dame Sets forth a ta le with three legs one lame And sheâ—ter then the rest a pot share reares This now made leuell with greene mint she cleares Whereon they party-colour'd oliues set Autumnall Cornels in tart pickle wet Coole endiffe radish new egs rosted reare And late-prest cheese which earthen dishes beare A goblet of the selfe same siluer wrought And bowles of beech with wax well varnisht brought Hot victuals from the fire were forth with sent Then wine not yet of perfect age present This tane away the second Course now comes Philberts dry figs with rugged dates ripe plummes Sweet smelling apples disht in osier twines And purple grapes new gatherd from their vines I' th midst a hony combe Aboue all these A chearefull looke and ready will to please Meane-while the Muple cup it selfe doth fill And oft exhausted is replenisht still Astonisht at the miracle with feare Philemon and the aged Baucis reare Their trembling hands in prayre and pardon craue For that poore entertainment which they gaue One Goose they had their cottaqes chiefe guard Which they to hospitable Gods award Who long their slow persuit deluding flies To Iupiter so sau'd from sacrifice W' are Gods said they Reuenge shall all vndoe Alone immunitie we grant to you Together leaue your house and to yon hill Follow our steps They both obey their will The Gods conducting feebly both ascend Their stanes with theirs they with times burden bend A slight-shot from the top reuiew they take Thus stâ—ming Not the Goddesse-lou'd alone But though this were the Godesse shee should downe And sweepe the earth with her aspiring crowne A he aduanc't his armes to strike the Oke 〈◊〉 sigh'd and trembled at the threatning stroke His leaues and acornes pale together grew And colour-changing branches sweat cold deaw Then wounded by his impious hand the blood 〈◊〉 from th' incision in a purple flood Much like a mighty oxe that falls before The sacred altar spouting streames of gore On all amazement seaz'd when One of all The came deterres nor would his axe let fall â—â—ntracting his sterne browes Receiue said he Thy preties reward and from the tree The stroke conuerting lops his head then strake The Oke againe from whence a voice thus spake A Nymph am I within this tree inshrin'd Releu'd ot Ceres O prophane of mind Vengeance is neere thee With my parting breath I prophesie a comfort to my death He still his guilt persues who ouerthrowes With cabels and innumerable blowes The sturdy Oke which nodding long downe rusht And in â—â—s
no recesse procure And that alas thy going be too sure Take me along let both one fortune beare Then shall I only what I suster feare Together saile we on the toyling Maine And equally what euer hap sustaine Thus spake Alcyone whose sorrowes melt Her star-like spouse nor he lesse passion felt Yet neither would his first intent forsake Nor her a Partner in his danger make Much said he to asswage her troubled brest As much in vaine This addes vnto the rest Which only could her pensiue cares reclaimeâ— All stay is irkesome by my fathers Flame I sweare if Fate permit returne I will E'â—e twice the Moone her shining Crescens fill Reuin'd with promise of so short a stay He bids them lanch the ship without delay And fit her tacklings This renues her feares Presaging ill successe abortiue teares Flow from their springs then kist a sad farewell Long first at length she takes and swowning fell The Sea-men call aboard in double ranks Reduce their oares vp-rising from their Banks With equall strâ—kes She reares her humid eies And first her husband on the Poope espies Shaking his hand that answers Now from shore The vessell driues and thence her Obiect bore Her following eyes the flying ship persue That lost the sailes her eager gazes drew When all had left her to her chamber goes And on the empty bed her body throwes The bed and place with teares to minde recall That absent part which gaue esteeme to all Now farre from Port the winds began to blow On quiuering Shrowds their ores the Sailers slow Then hoise their Yards a trip and all their sailes At once let fall to catch th' approaching gales The Ship scarce halfe her Course or sure no more By this had runne farre off from either shore When deepe in night fierce Larâ—â— fuâ—â—y blew And high-wrought Seas with chaâ—ing foamie grew Strike strike the Top-saile let the Main-sheat fly And furle your sailes the Master cry'd his cry The blustring winds and roring seas suppresse Yet of their owne accord in this distresse They ply their taskes some seeling yards bestri'd And take-in sailes some stop on either side The yawning leakes some seas on seas reiect While thus Disorder toiles to small effect The bitter storme augments the wilde Winds wage Warre from all parts and ioyne with Neptunes rage The Master lost in terrour neither knew The state of things what to command or doe Confâ—â—sing ignorance so huge a masse Of ills oppresse which slighted Art surpasse Lowd cries of men resound with ratling shrowds Flouds iustling flouds and thunder-crashing clouds Who late a scepter held His father in law And father now inuokes but could not draw Alasse from either succour Still his wife Runnes in his thoughts in that short span of life He wisht the waues would cast him on the sands Of Trachin to be buried by her hands Who swimming sighes Alâ—yone her name His last of speech in Seas conceiues the same Behold an arch of waters blacke as hâ—ll Brake o're the floud the breaking surges quell Their sinking Burthen Luciser that night Became obscure nor could you see his light And since he might not render vp his place With pitchie clouds immur'd his darkned face Meane-while Alâ—yone not knowing ought Computes the tedious night the daies out-wrought Vpon a robe for him another makes To weare her selfe whose flattering hope mistakes In his returne Who holy fumes presents To all the Gods but most of all frequents The Fane of Iuâ—â— at her altars prai'd For him that was not Grant successe she said A quicke returne Giue he our right to none Of all her prayers the last succeeds alone The melting Goddesse could no longer brooke Her death-croâ—t prayers but from her altar shooke Her tainted hand and thus to Iris spake Haste faithfull Messenger thy iourney take To drowsie Sleepes dimme palace bid him send A dreame that may present the wofull end Of Ceyx to Alâ—yone This said She in a thousand-coloured robe araid Her ample Bow from Heauen to Earth extends And in a cloud to his abode descends Neere the Ciâ—â—â—rians sculks a Caue in steepe And hollow hils the Mansion of dull Sleepe Not seene by Phoebus when he mounts the skies At height nor stooping gloomy mists arise From humid earth which still â— twi-light make No crested fowles â—â—rill crowings here awake The cheerefull Morne no baâ—king Sentinell Here watch nor geefe who wakefull dogs excell Beasts tame nor saluage no â—ind-shaken boughes Nor strife of iarring tongues with noyses rouse Secured Ease Yet from the rocke a spring With streames of Lâ—â—â—s softly murmuring Purles on the pibâ—â—â— and inuites Repole Before the Euery pregnant Poppie growes With numerous Simples from whose iuicie birth Night gathers sleepe and shede it on the Earth No doores here on their crâ—cking hinges iarr'd Through-out this court there was nor â—oore nor gâ—â—rd Amid the Hebon Caue a dowâ—â—e bed High mounted standâ— with sable couerings spred Here lay the lazie God dissolâ—'d in rest Fantasticke Dreames who various formes exprest About him coâ—â—h then Aâ—â—â—n's cares far more Or leaues of trees or 〈◊〉 on Neptunes shore The Virgin enâ—ing 〈◊〉 the obuiâ—â—â—rs Dreames And fils the sacâ—â—d Coâ—â—â—e with the beames Of her bright robe The God with strife disioines His seeled lidâ— agâ—â—â— his head declines And knock â— his 〈◊〉 against his brest Aâ—on Himselfe Himselfe â—iects and â—â—â—ing on His elbow asketh for he knew her why She thither came When Iris made reply Thou Rest of things most meeke of all the Gods O Sleepe the Peace of minds from whose abodes Care euer flies restoring the decay Of toile-tyr'd limbs to labour-burdning Day Send thou a Dreame resembling truth in post T'Hereulean Trachin that like Ceyx ghost May to Alcyone his wracke vnfold Saturnia this commands Her message told Iris with-drew who could the power of Sleepe Resist no longer When she found it creepe Vpon her yeelding senses thence she flies And by her painted Bow remounts the skies The Sire among a thousand sons excites Shape-faining Morpheus of those brother Sprites None bid t'assume with subtler cunning can Vsurpe the gesture visage voice of man His habit and knowne phrase He onely takes A humane forme an Other shewes a snakes A birds a beasts This Icelos they call Whom heauen imbowre though Pâ—â—â—betor by all Of mortall birth Next Phantasus but he Of different facultie indues a tree Earth water stone the seuerall shapes of things That life enioy not These appeare to Kings And Princes in deepe night the rest among The vulgar stray Of all the germane throng Their aged father onely Morpheus chose To act Thauâ—â—antia's charge His eies then close Their drowsie lids and hanging downe his head Resolu'd to slumber shrinkes into his bed His noiselesse wings through night fly Morpheus straines And with the swiftnesse of a thought attaines Th' Aemonian towers then laid them by and tooke The forme of Ceyx With a pallid looke He naked stood like one depriu'd of
day-light So other lakes and streames haue other powre Ortygia sloted once fixt at this houre Once Argo fear'd the iustling Cyenes Which rooted now resist both winds and seas Nor Aeâ—na burning with imbowel'd fire Shall euer or did alwayes flames expire For whether Tellus be an Animall Haue lungs and mouthes that smoking flames exhale Her organs alter when her motions close These yawning passages and open those Or whether winds in caues impris'ned raue Iustling the stones and minerals which haue The seed of fire inkindled with their rage They then extinguish when the winds asswage Or if Bitumen doe the fire prouoke Or sulpher burning with more subtill smoke When Earth that food and oylie nourishment With drawes the matter by long feeding spent The hungry fire of sustenance beâ—eft Ill-brooking famine leaues by being left In Hyperboâ—ean Pallene liue A People if to Fame we credit giue Who diuing three times thrice in Tritons lake Of Fowle the feathers and the figure take The like they say the the Scythâ—â—n Witches doe With magicke oyles incredible though true If we may trust to triall see you not Small creatures of corrupted flesh begot Bury your slaughtred Steere a thing in vse And his corrupted bowels will produce Flowre-sucking-Bees who like their parent slaine Loue labour fields and toile in hope of gaine Hornets from buried horses take their birth Breake off the Crabs bent clawes and in the earth Bury the rest a Scorpion without faile From thence will creepe and menace with his taile The Catterpillers who their cop-webs weaue On tender leafes as Hindes from proofe receiue Conuert to poysnous Butterflies in time Greene Frogs ingendred by the seed of slime First without feet then leg assume now strong And apt to swimme their hinder parts more long Then are their former fram'd to skip add iumpe The Beares deformed birth is but a lumpe Of liuing flesh when lâ—â—ked by the Old It takes a forme agreeing with the mold Who sees the Young of honie-bearing Bees In their sexangular inelosure sees Their bodies limb-lesse these vnformed things In time put forth their feet and after wings The starre-imbellâ—sht Fowle which Iuno loues Iones Armour-beaâ—er Cytharea's Doues And birds of euery kinde did we not know Them hatch't of egges who would coniecture so Some thinke the pith of dead men Snakes becomes When their back-bones corrupt in hollow tombs Yet these from others doe deriue their birth One onely Fâ—wle there is in all the Earth Call'd by th' Assyrian Phoenix who the waine Of age râ—paires and sâ—wes her selfe againe No 〈◊〉 on graine noâ— heâ—â—s but on the gumme Oâ— Frankinâ—ense and mycre Amomum Now when her life â—iue ages hath fulfil'd A neither 〈◊〉 beake and tallons build Vpon the 〈◊〉 of a trembling Palme This strewâ—d with Caâ—â—ia Spicknard precious Balme Bruz'd Cinamon and Myrrh thereon she bends Her body and her age in odors ends This breeding Corp's a little Phoenix beares Which is it selfe to liue as many yeeres Growne strong that load now able to transferre Her Cradle and her parents sepulcher Deuoutly carries to Hyperions towne And on his flamie Altar layes it downe If these be wonderfull admire like strange Hyaena's who their sex so often change Those foodlesse creatures fed by ayre alone Who euery colour which they touch put on The Lynx first brought from conquered India By vine bound Bacchus his hot pisse they say Congeales to stone So Corall which below The water is a limber weed doth grow Stone-hard when toucht by aire But Day will end And Phoebus panting Steeds to Seas descend Before my scant oration could persue All sorts of shapes that change their old for new For this we see in all is generall Some Nations gather strength and others fall Troy rich and powrefull which so proudly stood That could for ten yeeres spend such streames of blood For buildings onely her old ruines showes For riches tombs which slaughtred Sires inclose Sparta Mycenae were of Greece the flowres So Cecrop's City and Amphion's towres Now glorious Sparta lies vpon the ground Lofty Mycenae hardly to be found Of OEdipus his Thebes what now remaines Or of Pandion's Athens but their names Now Fame reports that Rome by Dardans Sons Begins to rise where yellow Tybris runs From fountfull Appenines and there the great Foundation of so great a fabricke seat This therefore shall by changing propagate And giue the World a Head Of such a fate The Prophets haue diuin'd And this of old As I remember Priam's Helen told To sad Aeneas of all hope forlorne In sinking Troy's eclipse O Goddesse-borne If our Appollo can presage at all Troy thou in safety shall not wholly fall Both fire and sword shall giue thy vertue way Flying with thee thou Ilium shalt conuay Vntill thou finde a Land as yet vnknowne To Troy and thee more friendly than thy owne A City built by Phrygians I fore-see So great none euer was is or shall bee Others shall make it great but He whose birth Springs from â—â—lus Soueraigne of the Earth He hauing rul'd the World shall then ascend Aethereall thrones and Heauen shall be his End This I remember with propheticke tongue Sage Helen to diuine Aeneas sung We ioy to see our kindreds City grow The Phrygians happy in their Ouer-throw But lest our heedlesse Steeds too far should range From their proposed course All suffer change The heauens themselues what vnder them is found We of the World a part since we as well Haue Soules as Bodies which in beasts may dwell To those which may our parents Soules inuest Our brothers dearest friends or men at least Let vs both safety and respect afford Nor heape their bowels on Thyestes boord How ill â—ur'd to shed the bloud of man How wickedly is he pâ—epar'd who can Asunder cut the throats of calues and heares The bellowing â—reeder with relentlesse eates Or silly kids which like poore infants cry Sticke with his knife or his voracitie Feed with the fowle he fed ô to what ill Are they not prone who are so bent to kill Let Oxen till the ground and die with age Let Sheepe defend thee from the winters rage Goats bring their vdders to thy paile Away With nets grâ—ns snares and arts that doe betray Deceiue not birds with lime nor Deere inclose With terrors nor thy baits to fish expose The hurtfull kill yet only kill nor eat Defiling flesh but feed on fitter meat With other and the like Philosophy Instructed Nâ—â—ma now return'd was by Th'intreating Latâ—neâ— crown'd Taught by his Bride The Nymph Aegeria by the Muses guide Religion institutes a People rude And prone to warre with lawes and peace imbu'd His raigne and age resign'd to funerall Plebeians Roman Danies Patricians all For Numa mouâ—ne His wife the Citie fled Hid in Aricia's Vale the ground her bed The woods her â—hroud disturbes with grones and cries Orestean Diana's sacrifice How oft the Nymphs who haunt that Groue and Lake Reprou'd her teares and words of
THE MINDE OF THE FRONTISPEECE And Argument of this WORKE FIre Aire Earth Water all the Opposites That throue in 〈◊〉 powrefull 〈◊〉 vnites And from their Discord drew this Harmonie That smiles in 〈◊〉 who with rauisht eye Affects his owne-made â—eauties But our Will 〈◊〉 and â—owâ—es â—raserble the skill Of â—allas orders who the Mind attires With all Heroâ—â—â— Vertues â— This aspires 〈◊〉 same and 〈◊〉 by her noble Guide Eternized and well-nigh Deifi'd But who forsake that faire Intelligence To follow Passion and voluptuous Sense That shun the Path and â—oyles of Hercules Such charm'd by 〈◊〉 luxurie and case 〈◊〉 deforme 'twixt whom so great an ods That these are held for Beasts and those for Gods PHOâ—BVS APOLLO sâ—red Poesie Thus 〈…〉 for in the anciâ—nt Fables he The 〈…〉 all Pâ—â—losophie 〈…〉 sâ—me appeare 〈…〉 teach vs how to beare 〈…〉 loy Griefe Hope and Feaâ—e These 〈…〉 hose excite These 〈…〉 those from Vice affright All 〈…〉 with Delight The 〈…〉 and those that 〈◊〉 〈…〉 not by his Compasse saâ—le OVID'S METAMORPHOSIS Englished by G S London Printed by Robert Young are to be sold by J. Grismond 1628 AD Aâ—HEâ—A VIRTVS EXâ—LIS ORâ—â— DOCVITQVAE AMORE 〈◊〉 ONTUR CUNCTA AFFIGIT HVMO DIVINAE PARTâ—VLAM AVâ—â—E To the most High Mightie Prince CHARLES King of Great Britaine France and IRELAND SIR YOur Gracious acceptance of the first fruites of my Trauels when You were our Hope as now our Happinesse hath actuaâ—ea both Will and Power to the finishing of this Peece being limn'd by that vnperfect light which was snatcht from the howers of night and repose For the day was not mine but dedicated to the seruice of your Great Father and youâ— selfe which had it proued as fortunate as faithfull in me and others more worthy we had hoped ere many reares had turned about to haue presented You with a rich and wel-peopled Kingdome from whence now with my selfe I onely bring this Composure Inter victrices Hederam tibi serpere Laurus It needeth more than a single denization being a double Stranger Sprung from the stocke of the ancient Romanes but bred in the New-world of the rudenesse whereof it cannot but participate especially hauing Warâ—es and Tumults to bring it to light in stead of the Muses But how euer vnperfect Your â—auour is able to supply and to make it worthy of life if you iudge it not vnworthy of your Royall Patronage Long may you liue to be as you are the Delight and Glorie of your People and slowly yet surely exchange your mortall Diadem for an immortall So wishes Your Maiesties most humble Seruant GEORGE SANDYS THE LIFE OF OVID. PVBLIVS OVIDIVS NASO descended of the ancient Family of the Nasones who had preserued the dignitie of Roman Knights from the first originall of that Order was borne at Sulmo a Citie of the Peligni on the 14. of the Calends of April in the Consul-ships of Hircius and Pansa both slaine at the battell of Mutina against Marcus Antonius While yet a boy his quicke wit and ready apprehension gaue his parents an assurance of a future excellencie in so much as his father Lucius sent him to Rome together with his brother a yeere elder than he and borne on the same day to bee instructed by Plotius Grippus that Art might perfect the accomplishments of nature In his first of youth he was much addicted vnto poetrie wherein hee had 〈…〉 grace and naturall facilitie But coâ—tinually reproued by his father for following so vnprofitable a 〈◊〉 with an ill will he forsooke the pleasant walkes of the Muses to trauel in the rugged paths of the Law vnder 〈…〉 and Porcius Lairo of whose â—â—â—quence and learning he was a great Admirer Neither attained he theâ— in to a vulgar commendation being 〈…〉 by Marcus Annaeus Seneâ—a among the principall Orators of those times His prose was no other than dissolued verse his speech wittie briefe and powerful in perswasion Hauing past through diuers offices of Iudicature and now readie to assume the habit of a Senator his elder brother and father being dead impatient of toyle and the clamours of litigious Assemblies hee retired himselfe from all publick affaires to affected vacancie and his former abandoned studies Yet such was the mutuall affection betweene him and Varro that he accepted of Command serued vnder him in the wars of Asia from whence he returned by Athens where he made his aboad vntill hee had attained to the perfection of that language Hee was of a meane stature slender of body spare of diet and it not too amorous euery way temperate He drunk no wine but what was much alayed with water An Abhorrer of vnnaturall Lusts from which it should seem that age was not innocent neat in apparell of a free affable and courtly behauiour whereby he acquired the friendship of many such as were great in learning nobilitie among whom not a few of Consular dignitie and so honoured by diuers that they wore his picture in rings cut in precious stones A great Admirer and as much admired of the excellent Poets of those times with whom hee was most familiar and intimate Being perswaded by some of them to leaue out three verses of those many which hee had written hee gaue his consent so that of all he might except three only whereupon they priuately writ those which they would haue him abolish and he on the other side those which he excepted when both their papers being showne presented the same verses the first and second recorded by Pedo Albinovanus who was one of the arbiters Semi bouemque virum semi â—irumque bouem Sedg lidum Borean egelidumque NotuÌ„ whereby it appeareth that his admirable wit did not want an answerable iudgement in suppressing the libertie of his verse had he not affected it An ample patrimonie he had in the territories of Sulmo with a house and a temple in the citie where now stands the Church of Sancta Maria de Tumba and where now stands the Church of Sancta Maria de Consolatione he had an other in Rome not farre from the Capitoll with pleasant Hort-yards betweene the wayes of Flaminia and Claudia wherein hee was accustomed to recreate himselfe with his Muses Hee had had three wiues whereof the first being giuen him in his youth as neither worthie nor profitable soone after according to the custome of the Romans he diuorced nor liu'd he long with the second although nobly borne and of behauiour inculpable The chastitie and beauty of the third he often extolleth whom hee instructed in poetrie and to his death entirely affected Neither was her affection inferior to his liuing all the time of his banishment like a sorrowfull widow and continuing to the end exemplarie faithfull But in this euery-way happy condition when his age required ease and now about to imploy his beloued vacancie in the reniew and polishing of his former labours he was banished or rather conâ—ined to Tomos a citie of
dares reprehend him Notwithstanding I will say something not in way of detraction but that we also may be able to grow with his greatnesse Then speaking of his Metamorphosis Bookes deseruing a more fortunate Author that from his last hand they might haue had their perfection which hee himselfe bewaileth in luculent Verses Yet are there in these well-nigh an infinite number which the wit of an other I beleeue could neuer haue equall'd And thus exclaimes against Caesar in the person of OVID. Tyrant with me I would thou badst begun Nor thy black slaughters had my fate fore-run If my licentious Youth incenst thee so Thy owne condemnes thee into exile goe Thy Cabinets are stain'd with horrid deeds And thy soule guilt all monstrous names exceeds Diuine wit innocence nor yet my tongue Next to Apollo's could preuent my wrong I smoeth'd th' old Poets with my fluent vaine And taught the New a far more numerous strain When thee I prais'd then from the truth I sweru'd And banishment for that alone deseru'd can hee said to transcend him What should I say of that singular and well-nigh diuine contexture of Fable with Fable so surpassing that nothing can bee spoken or done more artificially more excellently or indeed more gracefully Who handling such diuersitie of matter so cunningly weaues them together that all appeare but one Series Planudes well knowing that Greece had not a Poem so abounding with delight and beautie translated it into that language What should I say more All Arts which Antiquitie knew are here so fully delineated that a number expert in both tongues of prime vnderstanding and iudgements admire it beyond all expression The first that writ a Commentarie on this booke whereof fiftie thousand were vented and that in his life time was RAPHAEL REGIVS Who thus in his Preface There is nothing appertaining to the knowledge and glorie of warre whereof wee haue not famous examples in the Metamorphosis of OVID not to speake of stratagems nor the Orations of Commanders described with such efficacie and eloquence that often in reading you will imagine your selfe imbroiled in their conflicts Neither shall you finde any Author from whom a ciuill life may gather better instruction IACOBVS MICYLLVS Hardly shall you find a Poem which flowes with greater facilitie For what should I speake of Learning Herein so great so various and abstruse that many places haue neither beene explained nor yet vnderstood no not by the most knowing requiring rather a resolution from the Delian Oracle c. Let the ingenuous that affect not error now rectifie their owne by the iudgements of these But incurable Criticks who warre about words and gail the sound to feed on their sores as not desiring their sanitie I forbeare to disswade and deliuer them vp to the censure of Agrippa QVOD OLIM FACIEBAT VOTVM GERMANIâ—O OVIDIVS IDEM AVGVSTISSâ—MO CAROLO Interpretis sui nomine â—acuâ—nt OVIDIANI MANES EXcipe pacato Caesaâ— Brittannice vultu â—â—oc â—pus 〈◊〉 tim dâ— dirige nauis â—ter Officioqus lâ—uem non auâ—â—â—atuâ— honorem Hu◠〈…〉 dexter ades Hâ—â—c â—e da placâ—â—um dâ—deris in carmine vires Ingenium vnitu statque caditque tuo Pagâ—a◠〈…〉 docte subâ—turâ— moâ—etur Principis vt Clarâ—o missa legenda Deâ— OVID'S METAMORPHOSIS The first Booke THE ARGVMENT THe World form'd out of Chaos Man is made The Ages change The Giants Heauen inuade Earth turnes their blouâ— to men Ioue's flames confound Lâ—caon now a Wolfe The World is drown'd Man-kind cast stones restore All quickning Earth Renews the rest and giues new Monsters birth Apollo Python kills hart-wounded loues Lust-flying Daphâ—é She a Laurel proues Ioue 〈◊〉 made a Cow to maske foule deeds Hermes a Heards-man Syriâ—x chang'd to Reeds Dead Argus eyes adorn the Peacock's traine The Cow to Iâ— loue transform's againe OF formes to other bodies chang'd I sing Assist you Gods from you these wonders spring And from the Worlds first fabrick to these times Deduce my neuer discontinued Rymes The Sea the Earth al-couering Heauen vnfram'd One face had nature which they Chaos nam'd An vndigested lump a barren load Where iarrâ—ing seeds of things ill-ioyn'd aboad No Titan yet the World with light adornes Nor waxing Phoebe fill'd her waned hornes Nor hung the selfe-poiz'd Earth in thin Ayre plac't Nor Amphitrite the vast shore imbrac't With Earth was Ayre and Sea the Earth vnstable The Ayre was darke the Sea vn-nauigable No certaine forme to any one assign'd This that resists For in one body ioyn'd The Cold and Hot the Drie and Humid fight The Soft and Hard the Heauy with the Light But God the better Nature this decides Who Earth from Heauen the Sea from earth diuides And purer Heauen extracts from grosser Ayre All which vnfolded by his prudent care From that blinde Masse the happily dis-ioyn'd With strifelesse peace he to their seats confin'd Forth-with vp-sprung the quicke and waightlesse Fire Whose flames vnto the highest Arch aspire The next in leuitie and place is Ayre Grosse Elements to thicker Earth repayre Selfe-clog'd with waight the Waters flowing round Possesse the last and solid Tellus bound What God soeuer this diuision wrought And euery part to due proportion brought First lest the Earth vnequall should appâ—are He turn'd it round in figure of a Sphere Then Seas diffus'd commanding them to rore With ruffling Winds and giue the Land a shore To those hâ— addeth Springs Ponds Lakes immense And Riuers whom their winding borders fence Of these not few Earth's thirstie iawes deuour The rest their streames into the Ocean pour When in that liquid Plaine with freer waue The fomy Cliffs in stead of Banks they laue Bids Trees increase to Woods the Plaines extend The rocky Mountaynes rise and Vales descend Two equall Zones on either side dispose The measur'd Heauens a fifth more hot than those â—s many Lines th'included Globe diuide â—th'midst vnsufferable beames reside â—now clothes the other two the temperate hold Twixt these their seats the heat well mixt with cold As Earth as Water vpper Ayre out-waighs â—o much doth Ayre Fire's lighter balance raise â—here he commands the changing Clouds to stray â—here thundering terrors mortall mindes dismay And with the Lightning Winds ingendring Snow Yet not permitted euery way to blow Who hardly now to teare the World refraine â—So Brothers iarre thoughâ— they diuided raigne â—o Persis and Sabaea Eurus flies Whose fruits perfume the blushing Mornes vp-rise â—ext to the Euening and the Coast the glowes â—ith setting Phoebus flowry Zeph'rus blowes 〈◊〉 Scythia horrid Boreas holds his raigne â—eneath Bootes and the frozen Waine The Land to this oppos'd doth Auster steep With fruitfull showrs and clouds which euer weep â—boue all these he plac't the liquid Skies Which void of earthly dregs did highest rise Scarce had he all thus orderly dispos'd When-as the Starres their radiant heads disclos'd â— Long 〈◊〉 in Night and shone through all the skie Then that no place should vnpossessed lie
humbly on their faces prostrate lay'd And kissing the cold stones with feare thus pray'd If Powres diuine to iust desires consent And Angry Gods doe in the end relent Say Themis how shall we ouâ— Race repaire O helpe the drown'd in Water and Despayre The Goddesse with compassion mou'd reply'd Goe from my Temple both your faces hide Let Garments all vnbraced loosely flow And your Great-Parents bones behinde you throw Amaz'd first Pyrrha silence breakes and said By me the Goddesse must not be obay'd And trembling pardon craues Her Mothers ghost She feares would suffer if her bones were tost Meane-while they ponder and reiterate The words proceeding from ambiguous Fate Then PromethÃdes Epimethida Thus recollecteth lost in her dismay Or we the Oracle misse-vnderstand The righteous Gods no wicked thing command Or Earth is our Great-Mother and the stones Therein contain'd I take to be her bones These sure are those we should behinde vs throw Although Titania thought it might be so Yet she misse-doubts Both with weake faith rely On ayding Heauen What hurt was it to try Departing with heads vail'd and clothes vnbrac't Commanded stones they o're their shoulders cast Did not Antiquitie auouch the same Who would beleeu 't the stones lesse hard became And as their naturall hardnesse them forsooke So by degrees they Mans dimensions tooke And gentler-natur'd grew as they increast And yet not manifestly Man exprest But like rough hewne ' rude marble Statues stand That want the Workemans last life-giuing hand The Earthy parts and what had any iuyce Were both conuerted to the body's vse The vnflexible and solid turne to bones The veines remaine that were when they were stones Those thrown by Man the for ome of men indue And those were Women which the Woman threw Hence we a hardy Race inur'd to paine Our Actions our Originall explaine All other creatures took their numerous birth And figures from the voluntary Earth When that old humour with the Sunne did sweat And slimy Marishes grew big with heat The pregnant Seeds as from their Mothers wombe From quickning Earth both growth and forme assume So when seuen chanel'd Nile forsakes the Plaine When ancient bounds retiring streames containe And late-left slime aethereall feruours burne Men various creatures with the gleabe vp-turne Of those some in their very time of birth Some lame and others halfe aliue halfe earth For Heat and Moysture when they temperate grow Forth-with conceiue and life on things bestow From striuing Fire and Water all proceede Discording Concord euer apt to breede So Earth by that late Deluge muddy growne When on her lap reflecting Titan shone Produc't a World of formes restor'd the late And other vnknowne Monsters did create Huge Python thee against her will she bred A Serpent whom the new-borne People dread Whose bulk did like a mouing Mountaine show Behold the God that beares the Siluer Bow Till then inur'd to strike the flying Deere Their happy Selues and longs to taste their blisse Admires her fingers hands her armes halfe-bare And Parts vnseene conceiues to be more rare Swifter than following Winds away she runs And him for all this his intreatie shuns Stay Nymph I pray thee stay I am no Fo So Lambs from Wolues Harts flye from Lyons so So from the Eagle springs the trembling Doue They from their deaths but my pursute is Loue. Wo's me if thou shouldst fall or thornes should race Thy tender legs whilst I enforce the chace These roughs are craggy moderate thy haste And trust me I will not pursue so fast Yet know who't is you please No Mountanere No home-bred Clowne nor keepe I Cattell here From whom thou flyâ—st thou know'st not silly foole And therefore fly'st thou I in Delphos rule Iâ—nian Claros Lycian Patara And Sea-girt Tenedos doe me obay Ioue is my Father What shall be hath beene Or is by my instructiue rayes is seene Immortall Verse from our inuention springs And how to strike the well concording-strings My shafts hit sure yet He one surer found Who in my emptie bosome made this wound Of herbs I found the vertue and through all The World they Me the great Physician call Aye me that herbs can Loue no cure afford That Arts relieuing all should faile their Lord More had he said when she with nimble dread From him and his vnfinisht court-ship fled How gracefull then the Wind that obuious blew Too much betray'd her to his amorous view And play'd the Wanton with her fluent haire Her Beauty by her flight appear'd more rare No more the God will his intreaties loose But vrg'd by Loue with all his force pursues As when a Hare the speedy Gray-hound spyes His feet for prey shee hers for safetie plyes Now beares he vp now now he hopes to fetch her And with his snowt extended straines to catch her Not knowing whether caught or no she slips Out of his wide-stretcht iawes and touching lips The God and Virgin in such strife appeare He quickned by his hope She by her feare But the Pursuer doth more nimble proue Enabled by th' industrious wings of loue Nor giues he time to breathe now at her heeles His breath vpon her dangling haire shee feeles Cleane spent and fainting her affrighted bloud Forsakes her cheeks Shee cryes vnto the Floud Helpe Father if your streames contayne a Powre May Earth for too well pleasing me deuour Or by transforming O destroy this shape That thus betrayes me to vndoing rape Forth-with a numnesse all her lims possest And slender filmes her softer sides inuest Haire into leaues her Armes to branches grow And late swift feet now roots are lesse than slow Her gracefull head a leauy top sustaines One beauty throughout all her forme remaines Still Phoebus loues He handles the new Plant And feeles her Heart within the bark to pant Imbrac't the bole as he would her haue done As ignorant of what she more than fear'd Ioue faynes her importunitie to shift Her borne of Earth Saturnia begs the gift What should he doe be cruell to his Loue Or by denying her suspition moue Shame that perswades and Loue doth this disswade But stronger Loue Shame vnder foot had layd Yet doubts if he should such a thing deny His Wife and Sister 't would the fraud descry Obtayn'd not forth-with feare the Goddesse left Distrusting Ioue and iealous of his theft Vntill deliuered to Argus guard A hundred eyes his head 's large circuit starr'd Whereof by turnes at once two onely slept The other watcht and still their Stations kept Which way so-ere he stands he IoÌ„ spyes IoÌ„ behind him was before his eyes By day she graz'd abroad Sol vnder ground He hous'd her in vnworthy halter bound On leaues of Tress and bitter herbs she fed Poore soule the Earth not alwayes greene her bed And of the Torrent drinks With hands Vp-heau'd Shee thought to beg for pity how deceiu'd Who low'd when she began to make her mone And trembled at the voyce which was her owne Vnto the
The King his sonne to seeke his daughter sent Fore-doomed to perpetuall banishment Except his fortune to his wish succeed How pious and how impious in one deed Earth wandred-through Ioue's thefts who can exquire He shuns his Country and his Fathers ire With Phoebus Oracle consults to know What Land the Fates intended to bestow Who thus In desart fields obserue a Cow Yet neuer yoaâ—t nor seruile to the plow Follow her slow conduct and where shee shall Repose there build the place Boeotia call Scarce Cadmus from Castalian Caue descended When he a Hecfer saw by no man tended Her neck vngall'd with groning seruitude The God ador'd he foot by foot pursew'd Cephisus floud and Panope now past Shee made a stand to heauen her fore-head cast With loftie horns most exquisitely faire Then with repeated lowings fild the Ayre Looks back vpon the company sheeled And kneeling makes the tender grasse her bed Thanks-giuing Cadmus kift the vnknowne ground The stranger fields and hills saluting round About to sacrifice to heauen's high King He sends for water from the liuing Spring A Wood there was which neuer Axe did hew In it a Caue where Reeds and Osiers grew Rooft with a rugged Arch by Nature wrought With pregnant waters plentifully fraught The lurking Snake of Mars this Hold possest Bright scal'd and shining with a golden crest His bulk with poyson swolne fire-red his eyes Three darting tongues three ranks of teeth comprise This fatall Well th' vnlucky Tyrians found Who with their down-let Pitcher rays'd a sound With that the Serpent his blew head extends And suffering Ayre with horrid hisses rends The water from them fell their colour fled Who all astonisht shook with sudden dread Hee wreaths his scaly foldes into a heape And fetcht a compasse with a mightie leape Then bolt-vpright his monstrous length displayes More than halfe way and all the Woods suruayes Whose body when all seene no lesse appeares Than that which parts the two Coelestiall Beares Whether the Tyrians sought to fight or flie Or whether they through feare could neither trie Some crash the 'twixt his iawes some claspt to death Some kils with poyson others with his breath And now the Sunne the shortest shadowes made Then Cadmus wondring why his seruants stay'd Their foot-steps trac't A hide the Hero's wore Which late he from a slaughtred Lyon tore His Arms a dart a bright steele-pointed Speare And such a minde as could not stoope to feare When he the Wood had entred and there view'd The bodies of the slaine with bloud imbrew'd Th' insulting victor quenching his dire thirst At their suckt wounds he sigh 't as heart would burst Then said I will reuenge O faithfull Mates Your murders or accompany your Fates With that he lifteth vp a mighty stone which with a more than manly force was throwne What would haue batter'd downe the strongest wall And shiuered towres doth giue no wound at all The hardnesse of his skin and scales that grow Vpon his armed back repell the blowe And yet that strong defence could not so well The vigour of his thrilling Dart repell Which through his winding back a passage rends There sticks the steele into his guts descends Rabid with anguish hoe retorts his looke Vpon the wound and then the iaueling tooke Betweene his teeth it euery way doth winde At length tugg'd out yet leaues the head behind His rage increast with his augmenting paines And his thick-panting throte swels with full veines A cold white froth surrounds his poys'nous iawes On thundring Earth his trayling scales he drawes Who from his black and Stygian maw eiect's A blasting breath which all the grasse infects His body now he circularly bends Forthwith into a monstrous length extends Then rusheth on like showr-incensed Floods And with his brest ore-beares the obuious Woods The Prince gaue way who with the Lyon's spoyle Sustayn'd th' assault and fore't a quick recoyle His Lance fixt in his iawes What could not feele He madly wounds and bites the biting steele Th' inuenom'd gore which from his palate bled Conuerts the grasse into a duskie red Yet slight the hurt in that the Snake with-drew And so by yeelding did the force subdew Till Agenorides the steele imbrew'd In his wide throte and still his thrust pursew'd Vntill an Oke his back-retrait with-stood There he his neck transsixt with it the Wood. The Tree bends with a burden so vnknowne And lashed by the Serpents taile doth grone While he suruay'd the hugenesse of his foe This voyce he heard from whence he did not know Why is that Serpent so admir'd by thee Agenor's sonne a Serpent thou shalt bee He speechlesse grew pale feare repeld his blood And now vncurled haire like bristles stood Behold mans Fautresse Pallas from the sky Descending to his needfull aide stood by Who bade him in the turn'd-vp surrowes throw The Serpents teeth that future men might grow He as commanded plow'd the patient Earth And therein sow'd the seeds of humane birth Lo past beliefe the Clods began to moue And tops of Lances first appear'd aboue Then Helmets nodding with their plumed Crefts Forth-with refulgent Pouldrons plated Brests Hands with offensiue weapons charg'd insew And Target-bearing troops of Men vp-grew So in our Theater's solemnities When they the Arras rayse the Figures rise Afore the rest their faces first appeare By little and by little then they reare Their bodies with a measure-keeping hand Vntill their feet vpon the border stand Bold Cadmus though much daunted at the sight Of such an Host addrest him to the fight Forbeare a new-borne Souldier cry'd t' ingage Thy better fortune in our ciuill rage With that he on his earth-bread brother flew At whom a deadly dart another threw Nor he that kild him long suruiucs his death But through wide wounds expires his infant breath Slaughter with equall furie runs through all And by vnciuill ciuill blowes they fall The new-sprung Youth who hardly life possest Now panting kick their Mother's bloudy brest But fiue suruiu'd of whom Echion one His Armes to Earth by Pallas counsell throwne He craues the loue he offers All accord As Brothers should and what they take afford Sidonian Cadmus these assist to build His loftie walls the Oracle fulfild Now flourisht Thebes now did thy exile proue In shew a blessing those that rule in loue And warre thy Nuptials with their daughter grace By such a Wife to haue so faire a race So many sonnes and daughters nephewes too The pledges of their peacefull beds insew And they now growne to excellence and powre But Man must censur'd be by his last houre Whom truly we can neuer happy call Afore his death and closing funerall In this thy euery way so prosperous state Thy first misse-hap sprung from thy Nephew's fate Whose browes vnnaturall branches ill adorne By his vngratefull dogs in pieces torne Yet fortune did offend in him not he For what offence may in an error be With purple bloud slaine Deare the Hills imbrew
And now high Noon the shades of things withdrew While East and West the equall Sunne partake Thus then Hyantius to his Partners spake That trod the Mazes of the pathlesse Wood My Friends our nets and iauelins reake with blood Enough hath beene the fortune of this day To morrow when Aurora shall display Her rosie cheeks we may our sports renew Now I hoebu with inflaming eye doth view The crannyed Earth here let our labour end Take vp your toyles They gladly condescend A vale there was with Pines and Cypresse crown'd Gargaphie call'd for Dian's loue renown'd A shady Caue possest the inward part Not wrought by hands there Nature witty Art Did counterfet a natiue Arch shee drew With Pumice and light Topases that grew A bubbling Spring with streams as cleere as glasse Ran chiding by inclos'd with matted grasse The weary Huntresse vsually here laues Her Virgin lims more pure than those pure waues And now her Bowe her Iau'lin and her Quiuer Doth to a Nymph one of her Squires deliuer Her light impouerisht Robes another held Her Buskins two vntie The better skil'd If menian Crocale her long haire wound In pleited-wreathes yet was her owne vnbound Neat Hyale Niphe Rhanis Psecas still Imploy'd and Phiale the Lauers fill While here Titania bath'd as was her guise Lo Cadmus Nephew tyr'd with exercise And wandring through the Woods approcht this Groue With satall steps so Destinie him droue Entring the Caue with skipping Springs bedeaw'd The Nymphs all naked when a Man they view'd Clapt their resounding brests and fild the Wood With sudden shreeks like Iuory pales they stood About their Goddesse but shee far more tall By head and shoulders ouer-tops them all Such as that colour which the Clouds adorns Shot by the Sunne-beam's or the rosie Morn's Such flusht in Dians cheeks being naked tane And though inuiron'd by her Virgin trayne She side-long turnes looks back and wisht her bow Yet what shee had shee in his face doth throw With vengefull Waters sptinkled to her rage These words she addes which future Fate presage Now tell how thou hast seene me disarray'd Tell if thou canst I giue thee leaue This said Shee to his neck and eares new length imparts This Browe th' antlers of long-liuing Harts His legges and feet with armes and hands supply'd And cloth'd his body in a spotted hide To this feare added Autonocîus flyes And wonders at the swiftnesse of his thighs But when his looks he in the Riuer view'd He would haue cry'd Woe 's me no words insew'd His words were grones He frets with galling teares Checks not his owne yet his owne mind he beares What should he doe Goe home or in the Wood For euer lurke Feare this shame that withstood While thus he doubts his Dogs their Master view Black-foot and Tracer opening first pursew Sure Tracer Gnossus Black-foot Sparta bare Then all fell in more swift than forced Ayre Spie hauener â—liâ—e-clifâ—e these Arcadia bred Strong Fawn-bane Whirlwind eager Follow-dread Hunter for sent for speed Flight went before Flerce Saluage lately ganched by a Bore Greedy with her two whelps grim Wolf-got Ranger Stout Shepheard late preseruing flocks from danger Gaunt Catch whose race from Sicyonia came 〈◊〉 Courser Blab rash Tyger neuer tame Blanch Mourner Royster Wolfe surpassing strong And Tempest able to continue long Swift with his brother Churle a Cyprian hound Bold Snatch whose sable brows a white star cround Cole shag-hair'd Rug and Light-foot wondrous fleet Bred of a Spartan Bitch his Sire of â—reet White-tooth and Ring-wood others not t' expresse O're Rocks o're Crags o're Cliffs that want accesse Through streightned wayes and where there was no way The well-mouth'd hounds pursue the princely prey Where oft he wont to follow now he flyes Flyes from his family in thought he cryes I am Actaeon seruants know your Lord Thoughts wanted words High skyes the noyse record First Collier pincht him by the haunch in flung Fierce Kill-deare Hill-bred on his shoulder hung These came forth last but crost a nearer way A-thwart the hills While thus their Lord they stay In rush the rest who gripe him with their phangs Now is no roome for wounds Grones speake his pangs Though not with humane voyce vnlike a Hart In whose laments the knowne Rocks beare a part Pitcht on his knees like one who pitty craues His silent looks instead of Armes he waues With vsuall showts their Dogs the Hunters cheare And seeke and call Actaeon He too neare Made answer by mute motions blam'd of all For being absent at his present fall Present he was that absent would haue beene Nor would his cruell hounds haue felt but seene Their snowts they in his body bathe and teare Their Master in the figure of a Deare Nor till a thousand wounds had life disseis'd Could quiuer-bearing Dian be appeas'd 'T was censur'd variously for many thought The punishment farre greater than the fau't Others so sowre a chastitie commend As worthy her and both their parts defend Ioue's wife not so much blam'd or prays'd the deed As shee reioyceth at the wounds that bleed In Cadmus Family who keeps in mind Europa's rape and hateth all the kind Now new occasions fresh displeasure moue For Semcle was great with child by Ioue Then thus shee scolds O what amends succeeds Our lost complaints I now will fall to deeds If we be more than titularly great If we a Scepter sway if Heauen our seat If Ioue's fear'd Wife and Sister certainly His Sister torment shall the Whore destroy Yet with that theft perhaps she was content And quickly might the iniurie repent But shee conceiues to aggrauate the blame And by her Belly doth her crime proclaime Who would by Iupiter a Mother proue Which hardly once hath hapned to our loue So confident is beautie Yet shall he Deceiue her hopes nor let me Iuno be Vnlesse by her owne Ioue destroy'd shee make A swift descent unto the Stygian Lake â— Shee quits her Throne and in a yellow clowd Approach't the Palace nor disinist that shrowd Till shee had wrinkl'd her smooth skin and made Her head all gray while creeping feet conuay'd Her crooked lims her voice small weake and hoarse Beroc-like of Epidaure her Nurse Long-talking at the mention of Ioue's name Shee sigh 't and said Pray heauen he proue the same Yet much I feare for many oft beguile With that pretext and chastest beds desile Though Ioue that 's not enough Giue he a signe Of his affection if he be diuine Such and so mightie as when pleasure warmes His melting bosome in high Iuno's armes With thee such and so mightie let him lie Deckt with the ensignes of his deitie Thus shee aduiz'd the vnsuspecting Dame Who begs of loue a boone without a name To whom the God Choose and thy choyce possesse Yet that thy diffidencie may be lesse Witnesse that Powre who through obscure aboads Spreads his dull streams the feare and God of Gods Pleas'd with her harm of too
much powre to moue To perish by the kindnesse of her Loue Such be to me she said as when the Invites Of Iuno summon you to Venus Rites Her mouth he sought to stop but now that breath Was mixt with ayre which sentenced her death Then fetch 't a sigh as if his brest would teare For shee might not vnwish nor he vnsweare And sadly mounts the skie who with him tooke The Clouds that imitate his mournefull looke Thick showrs and tempests adding to the same With thunder and incuitable flame Whose rigor yet he striueth to subdew Not armed with that fire which ouerthrew The hundred-handed Giant 't was too wilde There is another lightning far more milde By Cyclops forged with lesse flame and ire Which deathlesse Gods doe call the Second fire This to her Father's house he with him tooke But ah a mortall body could not brooke AEthere all tumults Her successe shee mournes And in those so desir'd imbracements burnes Th' vnperfect Babe which in her wombe did lie Was ta'ne by Ioue and sew'd into his thigh His Mother's time accomplishing whom first By stealth his carefull Aunt kinde Ino nurst Then giuen to the Nyseides and bred In secret Caues with milke and honey fed While this on earth befell by Fates decree The twice-born Baccbus now from danger free Ioue waightie cares expelling from his brest With flowing Nectar and dispos'd to iest With well-pleas'd Iuno said In Venus deeds The Femal's pleasure farre the Male's exceeds This shee denyes Tiresias must decide The difference who both delights had try'd For two ingendring Serpents once he found And with a stroke their slumy twists vnbound Who straight a Woman of a man became Seuen Autums past he in the eighth the same Refinding said If such your powre so strange That they who strike you must their nature change Once more I 'le trie Then struck away they ran And of a Woman he became a Man He chosen Vmpire of this sportfull strife Ioue's words confirm'd This vext his forward wife More than the matter crau'd To wreak her spite His eyes shee mustled in eternall night Th'ominpotent since no God may vndoe An others deed with Fates which should insew Inform'd his Intellect and did supply His body's eye-sight with his mindes cleere eye He giuing sure replyes to such as came Through all th' Aonian City's stretcht his fame First blew Liriope sad triall made How that was but too true which he had said Whom in times past Cephisus flood imbrac't Within his winding streams and forc't the chaste The louely Nymph who not vnfruitfull prou'd Brought forth a Boy euen then to be belou'd Narcissus nam'd Enquiring if old age Should crowne his Youth He in obscure presage Made this reply Except himselfe he know Long they no credit on his words bestow Yet did the euent the prophecie approue In his strange ruine and new kind of loue Now he to twentie added had a yeare Now in his lookes both Boy and Man appeare Many a loue-sick Youth did him desire And many a Maid his beautie set on fire Yet in his tender age his pride was such That neither Youth nor Mayden might him touch The vocall Nymph this louely Boy did spy Shee could not proffer speech nor not reply When busie in pursuite of saluage spoyles He draue the Deere into his corded toyles Eccbo was then a Body not a Voyce Yet then as now of words shee wanted choice But onely could reiterate the close Of euery speech This Iuno did impose Beholds his eyes two starres his dangling haire Which with vnshorn Apolo's might compare His fingers worthy Bacebus his smooth chin His Iuory neck His heauenly face Where-in The linked Deities their Graces fix Where Roses with vnsullied Lillyes mix Admneth all for which to be admir'd And vnconsiderately himselfe desir'd The prayses which he giues his beautie claym'd Who seeks is sought th' Inflamer is inflam'd How often would he kisse the flattering spring How oft with downe-thrust arms sought he to cling About that loued necke Those cous'ning lips Delude his hopes and from himselfe he slips Not knowing what with what he sees he fryes And th' error that deceiues incites his eyes O Foole That striu'st to catch a flying shade Thou seek'st what 's no-where Turn aside 't will vade Thy formes reflection doth thy sight delude Which is with nothing of its owne indu'd With thee it comes with thee it stayes and so 'T would goe away hadst thou the power to go Nor sleep nor hunger could the Louer rayse Who lay'd along on that false forme doth gaze With looks which looking neuer could suffice And ruinares himselfe with his owne eyes At length a little lifting vp his head You Woods that round about your branches spred Was euer so vnfortunate a Louer You know to many you haue beene a couer From your first growth to this long distant day Haue you knowne any thus to pine away I like and soe but yet I cannot find The lik't and seene O'Loue with error blind What grieues me more no Sea no Mountayn steep No wayes no walls our ioyes a-sunder keep Whom but a little water doth diuide And he himselfe desires to be inioy'd As oft as I to kisse the floud decline So oft his lips ascend to close with mine You 'ld thinke we toucht so small a thing doth par◠Our equall loues Come forth what ere thou art Sweet Boy a simple Boy beguile not so From him that seeks thee whither would'st thou go My age nor beautie merit thy disdaine And me the Nymphs haue often lou'd in vaine Yet in thy friendly shewes my poore hopes liue Still striuing to receiue the hand I giue Thou smil'st my smiles when I a teare let fall Thou shedd'st an other and consent'st in all And lo thy sweetly-mouing lips appeare To vtter words that come not to our care Ah He is I now now I plainly see Nor is 't my shadow that bewitcheth me With loue of me I burne O too too sure And suffer in those flames which I procure Shall I be woo'd or wooe What shall I craue Since what I couet I already haue Too much hath made me poore O you diuine And fauoring Powres me from my selfe dis-ioynd Of what I loue I would be dispossest This in a Louer is a strange request Now strength through griefe decayes short 〈◊〉 the time I haue to liue extinguisht in my Prime Nor grieues it me to part with well-mist breath For griefe will find a perfect cure in death Would he I loue might longer life inioy Now two ill-fated Louers in one die This said againe vpon his image gaz'd Teares on the troubled water circles rais'd The motion much obscur'd the fleeting shade With that he cry'd perceiuing it to vade O whither wilt thou stay nor cruell proue In leauing me who infinitely loue Yet let me see what cannot be possest And with that emptie food my fury feast Complaining thus himselfe he disarrayes And to remorselesse hands his
brest displayes The blowes that solid snow with crimson stripe Like Apples party-red or Grapes scarce ripe But in the water when the same appeare He could no longer such a sorrow beare As Virgin wax dissolues with feruent heat Or morning frost whereon the Sun-beams beat So thawes he with the ardor of desire And by degrees consumes in vnseene fire His meger checks now lost their red and white That life that fauour lost which did delight Nor those diuine proportions now remaine So much by Eccbo lately lou'd in vaine Which when shee saw although she angry were And still in minde her late repulse did beare As often as the miserable cry'd Alas Alas the wofull Nymph reply'd And euer when he struck his sounding brest Like sounds of mutuall sufferance exprest His last words were still hanging o're his shade Ah Boy belou'd in vaine so Eccho said Farewell Farewell sigh't she Then downe he Iyes Deaths cold hand shuts his selfe-admiring eyes Which now eternally their gazes fix Vpon the Waters of infernall Styx The wofull Naiades lament the dead And their clipt haire vpon their brother spred The wofull Dryades partake their woes With both sad Eccho ioynes at cuery close The funerall Pyle prepar'd a Herse they brought To fetch his body which they vainely sought In stead whereof a yellow flowre was found With tufos of white about the button crown'd This through Achaia spred the Prophets fame Who worthily had purchas 't a great name But proud Echion's sonne who did despise The righteous Gods derides his prophecies And twits Tiresias with his rauisht sight He shook his head which age had cloth'd-in white And said 'T were well for thee hadst thou no eyes To see the Bacchanal solemnities The time shall come which I presage is neere When Semeleian Liber will be here Whom if thou honour not with Temples due Thy Mother and her sisters shall imbrue Their furious hands in thy effused blood And throw thy seuered lims about the Wood. 'T will be thy malice cannot but rebell And then thou l't say The blinde did see too well His mouth proud Pentheus stops Beliefe succeeds Fore-runing threats and words are seal'd by deeds 〈◊〉 is come the fields with clamor sound They in his Orgies tread a frantick Round Women with Men the base and nobler sort Together to those vnknowne Rites resort You sonnes of Mars you of the Dragons race Said be what furie doth your minds imbase Is Brafse of such a power which drunkards beaâ— Or sound of Hornes or Magicall deceit That you whom Trumpets clangor horrid fight Nor death with all his terrors could affright Loud Women wine-bread rage a lustfull crew Of Beasts and Kettle-drums should thus subdew At you graue Fathers can I but admire Who brought with you your flying Gods from Tyre And sixt them here now from that care so farre Estranged as to lose them without warre Or you who of my able age appeare Whose heads should helmets and not garlands weare Not leauy Iauelins but good Swords adorne The hands of Youth O you so nobly borne That Dragon 's fiery fortitude indue Whose single valour such a number flue He in defending of his Fountayne fell Doe you th' Inuadets of your fame repell He flue the strong doâ— you the weake destroy And free your Country from foule imfamy If Destinies decree that â—bâ—bâ—s must fall May men may warlike engines raze her wall I et sword and fire our famisht liues assault Then should we not be wretched through our fault Nor striue to hide out guilt but Fortune blame And vent our pittyed sorrowes without shame Now by a naked Boy we are put to flight Whom bounding Steeds nor glorious Arms delight But haire perfum'd with Myrrhe soft Anadems And purple Robes inchac't with gold and gems Who shall confesse if you your aid denie His forged Father and false Deitie What Had Acrisius vertue to withstand Th'Impostor chaced from the Argiue strand And shall this vagabond this forainer Me Pentheus and the Thehan State deterre Goe said he to his seruants goe your way And drag him hither bound preuent delay Him Cadmus Athamas and all disswade By opposition more intemperate made Furie increaseth when it is with-stood And then good counsell doth more harme than good So haue I seen and vnstopt torrent glide With quiet waters scarcely heard to chide But when faln Trees or Rocks impeacht his course To some and roare with vncontrolled force All bloudy they returne Where is said hee This Bacchus Bacchus none of vs did see Reply'd they This his minister we found Presenting one with hands behinde him bound A Lydian zealous in those mystories On whom fierce Pentheus looks with wrathfull eyes Who hardly could his puishment deferre Then thus thou wretch that others shalt deterre Declare thy Name thy Nation Parentage And why thou followest this new-fangled Rage He in whom innnocency feare o're-came Made this reply Acetes is my name My life I owe to the Maeonian earth To none my fortunes borne of humble birth No land my Father left me to manure Nor Herds nor bleating Flocks himselfe was poore The tempted Fish with hook and line he caught His skill was all his wealth His skill he taught And said My heire successor to my Art Receiue the riches which I can impart He dying left me nothing and yet all The Sea may I my patrimony call Yet lest I still should on those Rocks abide To nauigation I my time apply'd Obseru'd th' Olenian kids that raine portend The Hyades who weepe when thy descend Taygeta and Arcturur the resort Of seuerall windes and harbour-giuing Ports For Delos bound we made the Cbian shores And there arriued with industrions Oares Leaping a-shore I made the beach my bed When aged Night Aurora's blushes fled I rose and bade my men fresh water bring Shewing the way that guided to the Spring Then from a Hill obseru'd the windes accords My Mates I cald and forth-with went abord All here the Master's Mate Ophelies cryes And thinking he had light vpon a prize Along the shore a louely Boy conuay'd Adorned with the beautie of a Maid Heauy with wine and sleepe he reeled so That thought supported he could hardly goâ— When I beheld his habit gait and feature I could not thinke it was a humane Creature Fellowes I doubt nay without doubt said I This excellence includes a Deitic O be propitious who-so-'ere thou art And to out industrie successe impart And pardon these who haue offended thus Then Dictys said Forbeare to pray for vs Than he none could the top saile-yard bestride With lighter speed nor thence more nimbly slide This Libys swart Melanthus who the Provâ— Commanded and Alcimedon allow Epopeus the Boats-man so all say Bewitched with the blind desire of prey This ship said I you shall not violate With sacriledge of so diuine a weight Wherein I haue most int'rest and command And on the hatches their ascent with-stand Whereat the desperate Lycabas grew wild Who
feet disturbe the lake And leaping with malicious motion moue The troubled mud which rising flotes aboue Rage quencht her thirst no more Latona sues To such base slaues but Goddesse-like doth vse Her dreadfull tongue which thus their fates imply'd May you for euer in this lake reside Her wish succeeds In loued lakes they striue Now sprawle aboue now vnder water diue Oft hop vpon the banke as oft againe Back to the water nor can yet restraine Their brawling tongues but setting shame aside Though hid in water vnder water chide Their voyces still are hoarce the breath they fetch Swels their wide throtes their iawes with railing stretch Their heads their shoulders touch no neck betweene As intercepted All the back is greene Their bellies euery part o're-sizing white Who now new Frogs in slimy pooles delight Thus much I know not by what Lycian said An other mention of a Satyre made By Phoebus with Tritena's reede o're-come Who for presuming felt a heauy doome Why doe you oh me from my selfe distract Oh! I repent he cry'd Alas this fact Deserues not such a vengeance Whilst he cry'd Apollo from his body stript his hide His body was one wound bloud euery way Streames from all parts his sinewes naked lay His bare veines pant his heart you might behold And all the fiuers in his brest haue told For him the Faunes that in the forrests keepe For him the Nymphs and german Satyres weepe His end Olympus famous then bewailes With all the shepheards of those hills and dales The pregnant Earth conceiueth with their teares Which in her penetrated womb she beares Till big with waters then discharg'd her fraught This purest Phrygian Streame a way out sought By down-falls till to toyling seas he came Now called Marsyas of the Satyres name The Vulgar these examples told returne Vnto the present for Amphion mourne And his poore issue All the mother hate Pelops alone laments his sisters fate While with torne garments he presents his woes The iuory peece on his left shoulder showes This fleshy was and coloured like the right Slaine by his fire the Gods his lims vnite His scattered parts all found saue that alone Which interpos'd the neck and shoulder bone They then with iuory supply'd th' vnsound And thus restored Pelops was made sound The neighboring princes meet the Cities neare Intreat their kings the desolate to cheare Pelops Mycaene Sparta th' Argiue State And Calydon not yet in Dian's hate Fertill Orehemenes Corinthus fam'd For high-priz'd brasse Messene neuer tam'd Cleona Patra Pylos Nelius crowne And Troezen not then knowne for Pittlâ—us towne With all that two-sea'd Isthâ—os Streights include And all without by two-sea'd Isthmos view'd Athens alone who would beleeu 't with-held Thee from that ciuill office war compeld Th' inhabitants about the Pontick coast Had then besieg'd thee with a barbarous hoast Whom Thracian Tereus with his Aids o'rethrew And by that victorie renowned grew Potent in wealth and people from the loynes Of Mars deriu'd Pandion Progne ioynes To him in marriage This nor Iuno blest Nor Hymen nor the Graces grac't that feast Eumenides the nuptiall tapers light At funerall fires and made the bed that Night Th' ill-boading Owle vpon the roofe was set Progne and Tereus with these omens met Thus parents grew The Thracians yet reioyce And thanke the Gods with harmonie of voyce The marriage day and that of Itys birth They consecrate to vniuersall mirth So lyes the good vnseene By this the Sun Conducting Time had through fiue Autumns run When flattering Progne thus allures her Lord. If I haue any grace with thee afford This fauour that I may my sister see Send me to her or bring thou her to me Promise my father that with swiftest speede She shall returne If this attempt succeede The summe of all my wishes I obtaine He bids them lanch his ships into the maine Then makes th' Athenian port with sailes and oares And lands vpon the wisht Pyraean shores Brought to Pandion's presence they salute The King with bad presage begins his sute For loe as he his wifes command recites And for her quick returne his promise plights Comes Phiâ—omela clad in rich array More rich in beauty So they vse to say The stately Naiades and Dryad's goe In Syluan shades were they apparrel'd so This sight in Tereus such a burning breeds As when we fire a heape of hoary reeds Or catching flames to Sun-dry'd stubble thrust Her face was excellent but in-bred lust Inrag'd his bloud to which those Climes are prone Stung by his countries fury and his owne He streight intends her women to intice And bribe her Nurse to prosecute his vice Her selfe to tempt with gifts his crowne to spend Or rauish and by warre his rape defend What dares he not thrust on by wilde desire Nor can his brest containe so great a fire Rackt with delay he Progue's sute renewes And for himselfe in that pretention sues Loue made him eloquent As oft as he Exceeded he would say Thus charged she And mouing teares as she had sent them sheds O Gods how dark a blindnesse ouer-spreds The soules of men whilst to his sin he climes They think him good and praise him for his crimes Euen Philomela wisht it with soft armes She hugs her father and with winning charmes Of her liues safety her destruction prest While Tereus by beholding pre-possest Her kisses and imbraces heat his blood And all afford his fire and fury food And wisht as oft as she her fire imbrac't He were her sire nor would haue been more chast He by their importunities is wrought She ouer-ioy'd her father thanks and thought Her selfe and sister in that fortunate Which drew on both a lamentable fate The labour of the Day now neere an end From steep Olympus Phoebus Steeds descend The boards are princely scru'd Lyans flowes In burnisht gold Then take their soft repose And yet th' Odrysian King though parted fries Her face and graces euer in his eyes Who parts vnseene vnto his fancy faines And feeds his fires Sleep flies his troubled braines Day vp Pandion his departing son Wrings by the hand and weeping thus begun Deare Son since Pietie this dew requires With her receiue both your and their desires By faith aliance by the Gods aboue I charge you guard her with a fathers loue And suddenly send back for all delay To me is death my ages onely stay And daughter 't is enough thy sister 's gone For pitty leaue me not too long alone As he impos'd this charge he kist with-all And drops of teares at euery accent fall The pledges then of promis'd faith demands Which mutually they giue their plighted hands To Progue and her little boy said he My Ioue remember and salute from me Scarce could he bid farewell sobs so ingage His troubled speech who dreads his soules presage â— As soone as shipt as soone as actiue ores Had mou'd the surges and remou'd the shores Shee 's ours with me my
life Before the Couch of his vnhappy wife His beard all wet the haire vpon his head With water dropt who leaning on her bed Thus spake while teares from seeming passion flow Dost thou ô wretched Wife thy Câ—yx know Or am I chang'd in death looke on the Lost And for thy husband thou shalt see his Ghost No fauour could thy pious prayers obtaine For I am drown'd no longer hope in vaine Cloud-crushing South-winds in Aegaeum caught Our rauisht ship and wrackt her with her fraught My voice the flouds opprest while on thy name I vainely call'd This neither wandring Fame Nor doubtfull Author tels this I relate I that there perisht by vntimely fate Arise weepe put on blacke nor vndeplor'd For pity send me to the Stygian Ford. To this he addes a voice such a she knew Exprest her Lords with teares appearing true And gesture of his hand She sigh't and wept Stretch out her armes t' imbrace him as she slept But claspt the empty aire Then cry'd O stay Ah whither wilt thou goe we both one way Wak't with her voice and husbands shade with feare She lookes about for that which was not there For now the maids rais'd with her shreekes had brought A Taper in Not finding what she sought She strikes her cheeks her nightly linnen tare Inuades her brests nor staies t'vubind her haire But tugs it off Her Nurse the cause demands Of such a violence She wrings her hands And in the passion of her griefe replyde There 's no Alcyone none none she dyde Together with her Ceyx Silent be All sounds of comfort These these eyes did see My ship-wrackt Lord. I knew him and my hands Thrust forth t' haue held him but no mortall bands Could force his stay A Ghost yet manifest My husbands ghost which ô but ill exprest His forme and beauty late diuinely rare Now pale and naked with yet dropping haire Here stood the miserable in this place Here here and sought his aiery steps to trace O this my sad mis-giuing soule diuin'd When thou forsook'st me to persue the wind But since imbarqu'd for death would I with thee Had put to sea a happy face for me Then both together all the time assign'd For life had liu'd nor in our death dis-ioyn'd Now here I perisht there on that profound Poore I was wrackt yet thou without me drown'd O I then flouds more cruell should I striue To lengthen life and such a griefe suruiue Nor will I nor for sake thee nor defer Though one Vrne hold not both one Sepulcher Shall ioyne out titles though thy bones from mine The seas disseuer yet our names shall ioyne Griefe chok't the rest Sobs euery accent part And sighes ascend from her astonisht heart Day springs She to the shore addrest her haste Euen to that place from whence she saw him last And while she sadly vtters Here he staid Here parting kist me from thence anchor waid While she such sighs recalls her steady eyes Fixt on the Sea far off she something spies But knows not what yet like a cor's First shee Doth doubt driuen neerer though not neere might see A body plainly Though vnknowne yet much The Omen mou'd her since his fate was such Poore wretch who'ere thou art and such she said Thy wife if wed by thee a widdow made By flouds driuen neerer the more neere the more Her spirits faint now nigh th' adioyning shore Now sees she what she knowes her husbands cor's Woe 's me 't is He she cries at once doth force Her face haire habit trembling hands extends To soule-lesse Ceyx and then said Here ends My last of hopes thus ô then life more deare O husband thus return'st thou Art a Peere Had stretcht into the surges Which with-stood And brake the first incursion of the flood Thither forth-with ô wonderfull she springs â—eating the passiue aire with new-growne wings Who now a bird the waters summit rakes About she â—ies and full of sorrow makes A mournfull noise lamenting her diuorce Anon she toucht his dumbe and bloudlesse cor's With stretched wings imbrac't her perisht bliffe And gaue his colder lips a heatlesse kisse Whether he felt it or the flouds his looke â—duanc't the vulgar doubt vetsure he tooke Sense from touch The Gods commiserate And change them both obnoxious to like fate As erst they loue their nuptiall faiths they shew In little birds ingender parents grow Seuen winter dayes with peacefull calmes possest Alcyon sits vpon her floting nest Then safely saile then Aeolus incaues For his the winds and smoothes the stooping waues Some old man seeing these their pinions moue O're broad-spread Seas extols their endlesse loue By theirs a Neighbour or Himselfe teuiues An others fate Yon'sable fowle that diues And therewith shewes the wide-mouth'd Cormorant Of royall parentage may also vaunt Whose ancestors from Tros their branches spred Ilas Assaracus Ioues Ganymod Laomedon and Priamus the last That raign'd in Troy to Hector Who surpast In fortitude a brother If by powre Of Fate vnchanged in his youths first flowre He might perhaps as great a name haue wonne Thought Hector were great Dymas daughters sonne For Alixothâ—â— a country Maid Bare Aesacus by stealth in Idas shade He hating Cities and the discontents Of glittering Courts the louely woods frequents And vnambitious fields but made repaire To Ilium rarely yet he debonaire Nor vnexpugnable to loue Who splde Eperia oft desir'd by Cebrens side Her fathers riuer drying in the Sun Her fluent haire Away the Nymph did run Swift as a frighted Hinde the Wolfe at hand Or like a fearefull fowle thrust ouer-land Beneath a falcon He persues the chace Feare wings her feet and loue inforc't his pace Behold a lurking Viper in this strife Ceaz'd on her heele repressing flight with life Franticke his trembling armes the dead include Who cry'd Alas that euer I persude â— fear'd not this nor was the victory Worth such a losse Ay me two one destroy Thy wound the Serpent I the occasion gaue ◠ô more wicked yet thy death shall haue My life for satisfaction There-with flung His body from a cliffe which ouer-hung The vndermining Seas His falling limmes Vpheld by Tethys pitie as he swimmes Sh' his person plumes nor power of dying giues To be compel'd to liue the Louer grieues Disdaining that his soule so well appai'd To leaue her wretched seat should thus be staid And mounting on new wings againe on Seas His body throwes the fall his feathers ease With that inrag'd into the deepe he diues And still to drowne himselfe as vainly striues Loue makes him leane A long neck doth sustaine His sable head long-ioynted legs remaine Nor euer the affected Seas for sakes And now a suted name from diuing takes OVID'S METAMORPHOSIS The twelfth Booke THE ARGVMENT A Snake a snake-like Stone Cvâ—nus aâ—wan Caenis the maid now Caenens and a man Becomes a Fowle Neleius varies shaâ—es At last an Eagle nor Alcides scaepet OLd Priaus mournes for Aesacus nor knew That he
arriues To chace the former times so flye persue At once each other and are euer new What was before is not what was not is All in a moment change from that to this See how the Night on Light extends her shades See how the Light the gloomy Night inuadâ—s Nor such Heauens hew when Mid-night crown's Repose As when bright Lucifer his taper showes Yet changing when the Harbinger of Day Th'inlightned World resignes to Phoebus sway His raised Shield earths shaddowes scarely fled Lookes ruddy and low sinking lookes as red Yet bright at Noone because that purer skie Doth farâ—e from Earth and her contagion flie Nor can Night-wandring Dian's wauering light Be euer equall or the same this night Lesse than the following if her hornes she fill If the contract her Circle greater still Doth not the image of our age appeare In the successiue quarters of the Yeare The Spring-tide tender sucking Infancie Resembling then the iuyâ—efull blade sprouts high Though tender weake yâ—t hope to Plough-men yeelds All things then flourish flowers the gaudy fields Wâ—â—h colours paint no virtue yet in leaues Then following Summer greater strength receiues A lusty Youth no age more strength acquires Moâ—â— fruitfull or more burning in desires Maturer Autumne heat of Youth alaid The sober meane twixt youth and age more staid And temperate in Summers waine repaires His reuerend temples sprinckled with gray haires Then comes old Winter void of all delight With trembling steps his head or bal'd or white So change our â—odies without rest or stay What we were yester-day not what to day Shall be to morâ—â—w Once alone of men The seeds and hope the wombe our mansion when Kind Nature shew'd her cunning not content That our vext bodies should be longer pent In mothers stetched entrailes forth-with bare Them from that prison to the open aire We strengthlesse lye when first of light possest Straight creepe vpon all foure much like a beast Then staggering with weake nerues stand by degrees And by some stay support our feeble knees Now lusty swiftly run Youth quickly spent And those our middle times incontinent We sinke in setting Age this last deuoures The former and dimolisheth their powres Old Milo wept when he his armes beheld Which late the strongest beast in strength excel'd Big as Alâ—ides brawnes in flaggie hide Now hanging by slake sinewes Helen cry'd When she beheld her wrinkles in her Glasse And asks her selfe why she twice rauisht was Still-eating Time and thou ô enuious Age All ruinate diminisht by the rage Of your deuouring teeth All that haue breath Consume and languish by a lingring death Nor can these Elements stand at a stay But by exchanging alter euery day Th' eternall world foure bodies comprehends Ingendring all The heauy Earth descends So Water clog'd with weight two light aspire Deprest by none pure Aire and purer Fire And though they haue their seuerall fites yet all Of these are made to these againe they fall Resolued Earth to Water rarifies To Aire extenuated Waters rise The Aire when it it selfe agiane refines To element all Fire extracted shines They in like order backe againe repaire The grosser Fire condenseth into Aire Aire into water Water thickning then Growes solid and conuerts to Earth againe None holds his owne for Nature euer ioyes In change and with new formes the old supplies In all the world not any perish quite But onely are in various habits dight For to begin to be what we before Were not is to be borne to dye no more Than ceasing to be such although the frame Be changeable the substance is the same For nothing long continues in one mold You Ages you to Siluer grew from Gold To Brasse from Siluer and to Yâ—'ne from Brasse Euen place oft such change of fortunes passe Where once was solid land Seas haue I'seene And solid land where once deepe Seas haue beene Shâ—ls far from Seas like quarries in the ground And anchors haue on mountaine tops beene found Torrents hue made a valley of a plaine High hils by delâ—ges â—oâ—ne to the Maine Deepe standing lakes suck't dry by thirsty sand And on late thirsty earth now lakes doe stand Here Nature in her charges manifold Sends forth new fountaines there shuts vp the old Streams with impetuous earth-quakes heretofore Hâ—ue broken forth or sunke and run no more So â—ycus swallowed by they yawning Earth Takes in an other world his second birth So Erasinus now conceales now yeelds His rising waters to Argolian fields And Mysus hating his first head and brayes Calcus nam'd else-where his streame displayes Coole Amasenus watering Sicily Now flowes now spring-lockt leaues his channell dry Men formerly drunke of Anigrus streames Not to be drunke if any thing but dreames The Poets tell since Centaures therein washt Their wounded limbs by Alcides arrowes gasht So Hypaâ—tis deriu'd from Sâ—ythian Hills Long sweet with bitter streames his channel fills Antissa Tyrus and Aegyptian Phare The flouds imbrac't yet now no Ilands are Th' old Colon knew Leucadia Continent Which now the labouring surges circumuent So Zancle once on Italie conâ—n'd Till interposing waues their bounds dis-ioyn'd If Bura and Helice Graecian townes You seeke behold the Sea their glory drownes Whose buildings and declined walls below Th' ambitious floud as yet the Sailers show A Hill by Pitthean Troezen mounts vncrown'd With syluan shades which once was leuell ground For furious winds a story to admire Pent in blinde cauernes strugling to expire And vainly seeking to inioy th'extent Of freer aire the prison wanting vent Th'vnpassable tuffe earth inflated so As when with swelling breath we bladders blow The tumor of the place remained still In time growne sollid like a lofty hill To speake a little more of many things Both heard and knowne New habits sundry Springs Now giue now take Horn'd Hammâ—ns Well at Noone Is cold hot at Sun-rise and setting Sun Wood put in bubling Athamas then fires When farthest from the Sun the Moone retires Ciconian streames congeale his guts to stone That thereof drinkes and what therein is throwne Crathis and Sybaris from your mountaines rold Colour the haire like Amber or pure gold Some fountaines of a more prodigious kind Not onely change the body but the mind Who hath not heard of obscene Salmacis Of th' AeTHiopian Lake who drinke of this Runne forth-with mad or if their wits they keepe Fall suddenly into a deadly sleepe Who at Clitoâ—iâ—â— Fountaine thirst remoue Loath wine and abstinent meere water loue Whether it by antipathie expell Desire or wine or as the Natiues toll 〈◊〉 hauing with his herbs and charmes Snatcht Proeâ—uâ— franticke daughters from the harmes Of entred â—â—ries their wit's physicke cast Into this spring infusing such distast With streames to these oppos'd Lyncestus flowes They 〈◊〉 as drunke who drinke too much of those A Lake in faire Arcadia stands of old Call'd Pheâ—â—us suspected as two fold Feare and forbeare to drinke thereof by night By night vnwholsome wholsome by