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<P><HI>M&V;SAE&V;S,</HI> ON THE LOVES Of <HI>HERO AND LEANDER:</HI> With Annotations upon the Originall. By Sir <HI>Robert Stapylton</HI> KNIGHT, Gentleman of the PRIVIE CHAMBER to the <HI>PRINCE.</HI></P>
<Q>Mu&s;aeum ante Omnes.</Q>
<BIBL>Virg.</BIBL>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>F. B.</HI> for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;ley,</HI> and are to be &s;old at his Shop at the Princes Armes in Saint <HI>Pauls</HI> Church Yard 1647.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="argument">
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<HEAD>The Argument of the <HI>Po&euml;m</HI> and <HI>Fronti&s;pice.</HI></HEAD>
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<L>Fam'd (^a) <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and (^b) <HI>Abydos</HI> &s;how</L>
<L>The <HI>Miracles</HI> of <HI>Cupid's</HI> (^c) <HI>Bow,</HI></L>
<L>His <HI>Mother's Prieste&s;&s;e</HI> through her <HI>Tower</HI></L>
<L>Is (^d) &s;hot, and now obeys his <HI>Power;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wax</HI> that on th' <HI>Altar</HI> &s;hould have burn'd,</L>
<L>Into a (^e) <HI>Torch</HI> by (^f) <HI>Hero</HI> turn'd,</L>
<L>Shines on the (^g) <HI>Helle&s;pont,</HI> to light</L>
<L>(^h) <HI>Leander,</HI> &s;wimming ore by night:</L>
<L>While &s;he her (^i) &s;acred Robe <HI>de&s;ign'd</HI></L>
<L>To keep off every <HI>&s;ingle-wind;</HI></L>
<L>But when they <HI>joyne,</HI> in vaine &s;he &s;trives;</L>
<L>Out goes the Lover's <HI>Torch</HI> and <HI>Lives.</HI></L>
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<P>MUSAEVS on <HI>The</HI> Loves <HI>of</HI> HERO &amp; LEANDER. <HI>With Annotations upon the Originall</HI> by <HI>S^r Robert Stapy&s;ton K^t. Gent: of y^e Privy Chamber to the</HI> PRINCE</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
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<HEAD>To the Right Honourable My very good LORD, <HI>HENRY</HI> LORD Marque&s;&s;e of <HI>Dorche&s;ter,</HI> Earle of KINGSTON, <HI>&amp;c.</HI> AND One of the Lords of His MAIESTIES Mo&s;t Honourable Privie Coun&s;ell.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>My LORD;</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_THe &s;ecret love of <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Lean|der</HI> fir&s;t brought to light in the pure <HI>Greek</HI> of di|vine <HI>Mu&s;aeus,</HI> was afterward
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new moulded in <HI>Latin</HI> by the fluent <HI>Ovid;</HI> in imitation of who&s;e Epi&s;tles, the mo&s;t emi|nent Po&euml;ts of all Climates have (in their native languages) written upon <HI>this &s;ubject</HI> &s;o many Paraphra&s;es and E&s;|&s;ayes, that like the numerous <HI>&s;treames</HI> of <HI>Nile,</HI> they al|mo&s;t overflow the remem|brance of their <HI>Fountaine.</HI> I confe&s;&s;e the report of Po&euml;ms <HI>borrowed</HI> from <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> made &s;o great a noy&s;e, that to mee the <HI>Authour</HI> had beene lo&s;t in the crowd of <HI>Imita|tours,</HI>
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if I had not heard his &s;oft lines &s;weetned by your Lord&s;hip's accent; but then I could not be &s;atisfied till I made triall how the <HI>Greeke</HI> would go in <HI>Engli&s;h:</HI> my in|tent being to <HI>tran&s;late</HI> and <HI>de|dicate</HI> it <HI>privately</HI> to your Lord&s;hip. The <HI>Tran&s;lation</HI> was forthwith di&s;patched, the <HI>Dedication</HI> is now pre&s;ented, but the intended <HI>Privacy</HI> lay not in my power; for my ac|quaintance (who would know what I was doing) had in|gaged me for &s;o many Copies,
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that I held it my &s;afe&s;t cour&s;e, rather to venture upon the Printers pardonable errours, then to runne the hazzard of gro&s;&s;e mi&s;takes in ignorant Tran&s;cribers. Yet, as I could not make it altogether private, &s;o I meant it &s;hould not be al|together publique, and there|fore at fir&s;t I &s;uffered no more to be printed, then the ju&s;t num|ber promi&s;ed. But now, find|ing &s;o many freinds as challeng not a <HI>few copies</HI> but a <HI>whole Impre&s;sion.</HI> I am forced to an&s;wer them, as <HI>Pi&s;i&s;tratus</HI>
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did his &s;ons, that I have done my best to convert them to my Opinion, but &s;ince I cannot pre|vaile, I am re&s;olved to be of theirs; and for their &s;akes, what I writ for my private ex|cerci&s;e, &s;hal be expo&s;ed to <HI>com|mon cen&s;ure,</HI> yet among the crowd of Readers if &s;ome <HI>pre|tending Critick</HI> &s;hall a&s;sault me, I &s;hall &s;mile to &s;ee him retire with double &s;peed, beholding the name of the illu&s;trious and learned per&s;on that priviledges</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Your Lord&s;hip's mo&s;t humble &s;ervant, ROBERT STAPYLTON.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<DIV1 TYPE="to the female reader">
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<HEAD>To the Ladies.</HEAD>
<P>_YOur Lady&s;hips may par|don mee, for pre&s;uming that you will lay up <HI>Mu|&s;aeus</HI> in your riche&s;t Cabinets. I confe&s;se it is a <HI>Confi|dence,</HI> but &s;uch a one, as hee that wants it, mu&s;t bee guilty of an <HI>Im|pudence,</HI> for hee mu&s;t either deny the <HI>Harmony</HI> of this <HI>Po&euml;m,</HI> or of your <HI>Spirits.</HI> Whereas my Opinion is, <HI>like perfections cannot meet without a Sympathy.</HI> And there|fore I conclude it as impos&s;ible, for
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<HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> to breath his <HI>Pa&s;&s;ions</HI> in your <HI>Clo&s;&s;ets,</HI> and you not to feele them in your <HI>Bo&s;omes:</HI> as it is for two of your Lutes to bee &s;et at the &s;ame Pitch, and not <HI>both</HI> to <HI>move,</HI> though but <HI>one</HI> of them he <HI>toucht.</HI></P>
<P>But of late under the <HI>counter|feit name</HI> of <HI>Love,</HI> &s;uch a va&s;t Mul|titude of <HI>Wanton Bookes</HI> have been brought to <HI>ki&s;s,</HI> or rather <HI>&s;oyle,</HI> the handes of Ladies: that I feare you will be &s;tartled at the Title of a <HI>Love-Po&euml;m,</HI> yet &s;o <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> calls his <HI>He|ro</HI> and <HI>Leander.</HI> To cleare all &s;cru|ple, let me a&s;&s;ure your Lady&s;hips, the <HI>pure and innocent Love</HI> this Po|&euml;m treats of, is con&s;i&s;tent both with <HI>Yours</HI> and the <HI>Time's Mo|de&s;ty.</HI> For <HI>Court&s;hip here</HI> is di|rected to a <HI>Sacred end,</HI> and onely
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invites you after <HI>our Deluge of bloud,</HI> like <HI>Deucalion's Wife</HI> after <HI>his Deluge of water,</HI> to re&s;tore your now <HI>unpeopled Country.</HI> Yet if the <HI>Time's nece&s;&s;ity</HI> required it not, however it would be a &s;trang Inju&s;tice, to barre your <HI>Sex</HI> from being <HI>Patro|ne&s;&s;es</HI> to that <HI>Power,</HI> by which <HI>you raigne over the hearts of Men.</HI></P>
<P>Next <HI>your Prerogative,</HI> give me leave to plead my <HI>Author's Pri|viledge,</HI> who (as I formerly intima|ted) challenges as due to his <HI>fir&s;t</HI> of <HI>Love-Stories,</HI> the fir&s;t place in your e&s;teeme, which I doubt not but your Lady&s;hips will as freely grant him in tho&s;e ble&s;&s;ed fields your <HI>Bo&s;omes,</HI> as <HI>Virgil</HI> gave it him in <HI>his Elizium.</HI> Otherwi&s;e how prepo&s;terous would the <HI>Herauldry</HI> of <HI>Entertainments</HI> be,
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if you &s;hould &s;till doe honour to the <HI>meaner Ofspring</HI> of <HI>this Po&euml;m:</HI> and in the meane time throw a neg|lect upon the <HI>Mother;</HI> &s;o great a <HI>Beau|ty,</HI> as no Age can hopc to parallel. For certainly if this Peece could ever have been matcht, it mu&s;t needs have been when <HI>Ovid</HI> held a <HI>Pencill,</HI> and en|deavoured to draw the <HI>&s;ame Hero</HI> and <HI>Leander;</HI> the <HI>Epi&s;tles</HI> he fancy|ed them to enterchange, I have here annexed to their <HI>Originall Hi&s;torie:</HI> that you may &s;ee <HI>two,</HI> the greatest <HI>Ma&s;ters</HI> of <HI>Greek</HI> and <HI>Latin Po&euml;&s;y,</HI> u&s;ing their <HI>Art</HI> upon one <HI>Subject,</HI> and <HI>appealing to your judgement, in your own language.</HI></P>
<P>How I have taught them to &s;peak <HI>Engli&s;h,</HI> is likewi&s;e most proper for your Lady&s;hips <HI>Determination;</HI>
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from who&s;e lips <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> &s;ounds &s;weeter then <HI>both their learned languages.</HI> And if you plea&s;e to give me <HI>your</HI> al|lowance, I care not much what <HI>&s;urly Clown</HI> di&s;likes me. Although indeed, I have &s;o high an Opinion of <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> in the fir&s;t place, and in the next of <HI>O|vid,</HI> that I per&s;wade my &s;elfe they could arrive upon no Coa&s;t &s;o barba|rous, where they would not gain a civi|lity from the <HI>Wild Inhabitants,</HI> if they &s;pake to them, though by as rude an Interpreter as your &s;ervant the Tran&s;lator.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="to the male reader">
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<HEAD>TO The Gentlemen.</HEAD>
<P>_IF you expect an account of the Author's Life, how &s;orry I am, that 'tis not in my power to an&s;wer your de&s;ires, though at the rate of any Search or Indu&s;try. For you could not <HI>read</HI> of <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> with more contentment, then I &s;hould have <HI>writ.</HI> But all Inquiry is in vaine, no Re|cord extant how he lived, no Tomb where he dyed.</P>
<Q><L>&mdash;perit <HI>omne cadaver</HI></L><L>More animae&mdash;</L></Q>
<P>Only there remaines this <HI>eternall Monu|ment</HI> of his <HI>Studyes.</HI> Of his <HI>Name</HI> were foure famous <HI>Po&euml;ts.</HI> The fir&s;t, <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> the
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<HI>Eleui&s;inian.</HI> The &s;econd was Grandchild to the fir&s;t, and writ <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>The Ge|nealogies of the Gods.</HI> The third, a Lyrick Poet, lived at <HI>Thebes</HI> before the <HI>Trojan</HI> War. The fourth, after the death of <HI>Alex|ander</HI> the Great, dwelt at <HI>Ephe&s;us,</HI> and writ of <HI>Eumenes</HI> and <HI>Attalus.</HI> But of this <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>The Loves of Hero and Lean|der,</HI> no mention is made by any of the old <HI>Greek</HI> Criticks: though <HI>Cen&s;urers</HI> are like <HI>Informers,</HI> that notwithstanding they know a man guiltle&s;s, will yet bring his name up|on the Stage. We find likewi&s;e (but of a lat|ter date) a <HI>Philo&s;opher</HI> and a <HI>Grammarian</HI> of his Name. And out of all the&s;e (induced thereto by that &s;ilence of the ancient Criticks, together with the title in Sophianus <GAP DESC="foreign">) <HI>Cau&s;abon</HI> thought <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> the <HI>Grammarian,</HI> Authour of this Po&euml;m. For my part I dare not affirme any of them to be <HI>the Mu&s;aeus,</HI> that writ <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Lean|der:</HI> but this I dare boldly &s;ay, who&s;oever writ it, had the gifts and endowments of them all. For his language might have become <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> the <HI>Grammarian,</HI> his knowledge
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in pa&s;ions and affections, <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> the <HI>Phi|lo&s;opher:</HI> and the divinity of his ver&s;es, the First and Great <HI>Mu&s;aeus,</HI> that dedicated his Hymne <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>of God</HI> to <HI>Orpheus.</HI> But least you &s;hould &s;u&s;pect I am writing a <HI>Panegyrick</HI> on <HI>Mu&s;aeus,</HI> I will &s;hut up my prai&s;e of him, with the testimony of the Ma&s;ter-Critick <HI>Iulius Cae&s;ar Scaliger,</HI> in the fift Booke and the fift Chapter of his <HI>Critick</HI> where he gives this Judgement.</P>
<Q>I ho<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="2 letters"> <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="5 letters">us</HI> to write a much neater and more poli&s;ht &s;tile then <HI>Homer.</HI> For as all his lines are incomparable, and the only <HI>Greek ver&s;es</HI> worthy <HI>Virgil:</HI> &s;o part of them are of &s;uch a compo&s;iti|on, as cannot be owned by any of his Nation, but <HI>Mu&s;aeus. Virgil</HI> therefore crowned not <HI>Homer,</HI> nor <HI>Orpheus,</HI> but made <HI>Mu&s;aeus Prince of the Ely&s;ian Po&euml;ts.</HI> In the ver&s;es of <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> you &s;ee no ex|orbitancy, but every thing exactly done, &s;care a flaw imaginable. But if <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> had writ what <HI>Homer</HI> did, our judgement is, he would have writ it better far.</Q>
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<DIV1 TYPE="preface">
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<HEAD>OF <HI>SESTOS</HI> and <HI>ABYDOS.</HI></HEAD>
<P>WHen you read in <HI>Mu&s;aeus,</HI> that <HI>Hero</HI> was born at <HI>Se|&s;tos,</HI> and <HI>Leander</HI> at <HI>Abydos:</HI> you are then fully informed of the <HI>great|est honour</HI> tho&s;e Cities ever had. But for as much as I &s;uppo&s;e you will gladly heare of <HI>other</HI> though <HI>le&s;&s;e actions</HI> done upon the <HI>place,</HI> I &s;hall give you a de&s;crip|tion thereof, with all the <HI>memorable parti|culars,</HI> which I have either noted in good Authors, or can (at pre&s;ent) call to mind.</P>
<P>Se&s;tos, <HI>famous for the entercour&s;e of a great love</HI> (&s;o <HI>Pomponius Mela</HI> &s;tiles it) lyes in the 42. degree of <HI>Northern latitude,</HI> on the Sea-Coa&s;t of <HI>Thrace</HI> in <HI>Europe,</HI> diametrally oppo&s;ite to <HI>Abydos</HI> in <HI>A&s;ia,</HI> a City built (as <HI>Strabo</HI> &s;ayes) for the <HI>Mi|le&s;ians,</HI> by permi&s;&s;ion of <HI>Gyges</HI> King of <HI>Lydia,</HI> then Lord of all the &s;igniory of
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<HI>Troas,</HI> or <HI>A&s;ia the le&s;&s;e.</HI> Betwixt <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and and <HI>Abydos</HI> flowes the <HI>Helle&s;pontick Sea,</HI> not above a Mile broad, if we tru&s;t <HI>Xene|phon's</HI> account; but wanting a Furlong of a Mile, if we believe <HI>Pliny</HI> in his <HI>Na|turall Hi&s;tory.</HI> The&s;e two <HI>Cities, divided</HI> by <HI>nature,</HI> the great King of <HI>Per&s;ia Xerxes</HI> joyned together with a <HI>Bridge of Boates,</HI> over which he pa&s;&s;ed his <HI>va&s;t Army,</HI> de|&s;igned for the <HI>Conque&s;t</HI> of <HI>Greece,</HI> con&s;i&s;t|ing of &s;eaventeene hundred millions of foote, and eighty millions of hor&s;e, ac|cording to <HI>Herodotus.</HI> Such a <HI>moving world</HI> might ea&s;ily drinke the river of <HI>Scaman|der</HI> dry. <HI>Ju&s;tin</HI> is of opinion, the num|ber hee him&s;elfe mentions might have done it, yet hee but mu&s;ters them at 700000. <HI>Per&s;ians,</HI> and 300000. <HI>Auxilia|ries,</HI> with a Fleet of 200000. Saile. But to all this <HI>Army</HI> there wanted a <HI>Generall.</HI> For if you con&s;ider the King, you will not admire his <HI>Conduct,</HI> but his <HI>wealth:</HI> which did &s;o abound in his Dominions, that although the <HI>Rivers</HI> were exhau&s;ted, yet his <HI>Trea&s;ury</HI> was full. But he him|&s;elfe
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was &s;till noted, to be the fir&s;t that fled, and the <HI>la&s;t</HI> that fought, fearefull in <HI>dangers,</HI> and if his <HI>fit</HI> of <HI>feare</HI> left him, blowne up with <HI>pride.</HI> Before he had the <HI>experience</HI> of a Warre, he was &s;o confi|dent of his &s;trength, that as <HI>LORD</HI> of <HI>Nature,</HI> he levelled Mountaines, fil|led up Vallies, and &s;ome Seas hee co|vered with Bridges, others (for the bene|fit of his Fleet) he cut in a &s;traight line; Who&s;e comming into <HI>Greece</HI> was not &s;o terrible, but his <HI>departure</HI> was as ba&s;e and foule. To this <HI>Justin</HI> addes, That when <HI>Themi&s;tocles</HI> had got him by &s;tratagem to give the &s;ignall of Battaile at <HI>Salamin, Xerxes</HI> him&s;elfe kept aloofe off, with part of his Fleet, &s;tanding as a Spectator, while Queene <HI>Artemi&s;ia</HI> charged among his formo&s;t <HI>Auxiliaries.</HI> For as a womani&s;h feare po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ed the man, &s;o you might be&punc; hold in the woman a manly courage, And when by a &s;econd &s;tratagem, <HI>Themi&s;tocles</HI> had frighted him out of <HI>Greece, Xerxes</HI> (finding his <HI>Bridge</HI> of <HI>Boates</HI> &s;cattered by the <HI>&s;tormy winter</HI>) &s;haking and trembling
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went aboard a <HI>Fi&s;her-boate,</HI> and &s;o e&s;caped. A &s;trange &s;pectacle, rare in con&s;ideration of humane frailty and the turns of things, to &s;ee him skulking in a <HI>Fi&s;herman,</HI> whom the <HI>Ocean</HI> a little before had &s;carce <HI>Sea|roome</HI> enough to entertaine; and now not waited on by any &s;ervant, who&s;e Army for the multitude was a <HI>burden</HI> to the <HI>Earth.</HI> Here you &s;ee how <HI>Xerxes</HI> appeares in <HI>Hi&s;tory,</HI> pa&s;&s;ing from <HI>Abydos</HI> to <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> (as <HI>Lord</HI> of <HI>Nature</HI>) over the <HI>boarded Helle|&s;pont,</HI> but returning from <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> to <HI>Abydos</HI> (as the <HI>&s;lave</HI> of <HI>Fortune</HI>) in a poore <HI>boate</HI> alone. Yet in regard there never was a <HI>greater Example</HI> of the <HI>instability</HI> of <HI>world|ly Honour,</HI> I hope you will not think time ill &s;pent, if I &s;hew you how he appeares in <HI>Poe&s;y,</HI> whipping the Wind, and fetter|ing of the Sea, for breaking his <HI>wooden bridge:</HI> till the <HI>hand</HI> of <HI>Providence</HI> whipt his Pride, and fettered his Ambition, for a <HI>warning to the In&s;olent.</HI> They are the words of the <HI>Prince</HI> of <HI>Satyri&s;ts, Juvenall, Sat. 10.</HI></P>
<Q><L>&mdash;Creditur olim</L><L>velificatus Athos <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L></Q>
<LG>
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<L>We may beleeve, what was beleev'd of old,</L>
<L>That Ships put in at <HI>Athos,</HI> and (what bold</L>
<L>And lying <HI>Greece</HI> on <HI>Hi&s;tory</HI> impos'd)</L>
<L><HI>Xerxes</HI> that <HI>Mountain</HI> with his <HI>Fleet</HI> inclos'd;</L>
<L>That ore the <HI>&s;olid Sea</HI> by <HI>Coach</HI> he pa&s;t,</L>
<L>Drank up whole <HI>Rivers</HI> when he brake his fa&s;t:</L>
<L>And all that, hovering with her drunken wings,</L>
<L>The <HI>Mu&s;e</HI> of <HI>So&s;tratus</HI> the Poet &s;ings.</L>
<L>But how from <HI>Salamin return'd he &s;hipt,</HI></L>
<L>Who&s;e barbarous pride the <HI>Ea&s;t</HI> &amp; <HI>Northwe&s;t</HI> whipt,</L>
<L>Never in <HI>Aeolus</HI> his <HI>Iayle</HI> &s;o pay'd,</L>
<L>Who <HI>fetters</HI> on th'Earth-&s;haker <HI>Neptune</HI> lay'd,</L>
<L>And 'twas done gently that he &s;par'd his <HI>Brand;</HI></L>
<L>What God would not &s;erve under his Command?</L>
<L>But <HI>how return'd he?</HI> in a <HI>Bark</HI> he &s;led,</L>
<L>Sayling through <HI>blood,</HI> retarded by the <HI>dead,</HI></L>
<L>Who&s;e <HI>bodies</HI> to <HI>arre&s;t</HI> his flight did &s;wim.</L>
<L>Thus, &s;o much courted Glory puni&s;ht him.</L>
</LG>
<P>But lea&s;t I trench too much upon your Patience, I will now pa&s;&s;e from <HI>old Se&s;tos</HI> and <HI>Abydos,</HI> to a de&s;cription of tho&s;e
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<HI>Towers</HI> of <HI>Love,</HI> as they are at this day rebuilt and fortified by the <HI>Grand Signior,</HI> and their <HI>Plat-formes</HI> given us by <HI>Michael Heberer</HI> in a Treati&s;e that beares the name of his <HI>Aegyptian Bondage. Lib. 11. cap.</HI> 29. Then from the Ile of <HI>Tenedos</HI> and the <HI>Tro|jan Coa&s;t,</HI> we came to tho&s;e <HI>Straits</HI> of the Sea, which they call the <HI>Helle&s;-pont:</HI> who&s;e <HI>entrance</HI> is guarded by <HI>two gallant Towers,</HI> one of which is called <HI>Sestos,</HI> ly|ing on <HI>Europe-&s;ide,</HI> at the foote of a hill, appearing to us in the forme of a <HI>Triangle.</HI> Towards the &s;ea (hanging over the water) we &s;aw &s;even and twenty great <HI>Cannon</HI> planted to command the <HI>Landing place,</HI> be&s;ides the other pieces of Ordnance that are round about the Walls and Tow|ers. In the <HI>middle</HI> of this <HI>Fort</HI> &s;tands a goodly <HI>quadrangular Tower,</HI> encompa&s;&s;ed with <HI>three di&s;tinct Pergula's</HI> or <HI>Tarra&s;ses,</HI> that &s;hew like <HI>three-leaf'd Gra&s;s,</HI> out of which they may ea&s;ily beat back the danger of a <HI>Storme.</HI> In full diameter to this Tower of <HI>Sestos,</HI> &s;tands the &s;trong Ca&s;tle of <HI>Abydos,</HI> on the Coa&s;t of <HI>A|&s;ia,</HI>
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now called <HI>Nat<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">lia,</HI> &s;cituate in a plain, and &s;urrounded with deep trenches: this <HI>Fort</HI> is <HI>Quadrangular,</HI> and environed with a <HI>triple Tower</HI> towards the Sea. In the middle &s;tands a noble and con&s;picu|ous <HI>Square</HI> that commands the re&s;t. From &s;ea, the <HI>pro&s;pect</HI> betwixt the Walls and Trenches lookes like an <HI>open Court,</HI> and terminates at a cro&s;s-wall built of &s;olid &s;tone, and planted thick with Cannon to &s;coure the Port. At the middle Tower is a <HI>Draw-bridg</HI> over the Ditch, that pa&s;&s;es into a faire green <HI>Area,</HI> adorn'd with divers trees and a cleare &s;pring for the benefit of the Garri&s;on. Not far from this Fort lyes a little village, who&s;e <HI>Inha|bitants</HI> are mo&s;t of them <HI>Greeks,</HI> and they &s;upply the Travelour with nece&s;&s;aries. Thus <HI>Mich. Heberer,</HI> of the <HI>new Sestos</HI> and <HI>Abydos,</HI> now in po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion of the <HI>Turk,</HI> that calls them <HI>Boga&s;affer.</HI> It re|maines, that I tell how they came into his hands, and &s;o I &s;hall conclude my di&s;|cour&s;e. It was the &s;ame <HI>veine</HI> of <HI>Love,</HI> that the &s;ometime-neighbour to the place
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faire <HI>Hero</HI> had (but <HI>running with degene|rate blood</HI>) which delivered up the <HI>Fort</HI> of <HI>Abydos</HI> to the <HI>Enemy</HI> of <HI>Chri&s;tendome</HI> by the hand of a <HI>Chri&s;tian Lady,</HI> daughter to the <HI>Governour</HI> of <HI>Abydos,</HI> who being frigh|ted in her <HI>Dreame,</HI> with falling into a deep foule ditch; either the accident of her <HI>&s;leeping fancy,</HI> or her accu&s;tomary <HI>waking de&s;ires, repre&s;ented</HI> to her a <HI>hand&s;ome young Souldier,</HI> that with great civility helped her up, and in&s;tead of her <HI>cloaths</HI> &s;poyled with the dirt, pre&s;ented her with a <HI>rich Garment,</HI> &s;uch as the <HI>Ea&s;tern Princes</HI> ca&s;t upon their <HI>Favorites.</HI> The Gentleman's <HI>Image</HI> made a deepe impre&s;&s;ion in the Lady's tender brea&s;t, &s;o that &s;he now <HI>dreamed</HI> of him <HI>waking.</HI> Till at length old <HI>Accecozza</HI> the <HI>Turk's Generall,</HI> layes &s;iedg to the Ca&s;tle, and the young Lady (being all ayre, and de&s;irous of every new &s;ight) &s;tands upon a Tower to take the plea&s;ure of beholding the continuall skir|mi&s;hes and pickeering, while the gallant <HI>Turke</HI> young <HI>Abduruchman,</HI> made his ap|proaches to the Fort, &s;o valiantly, that be|yond
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his expectation, he <HI>took in the Lady's heart,</HI> who makes her &s;elfe beleeve, he is the very man that appeared in her vi&s;ion. And pre&s;ently (her <HI>invention</HI> be|ing as &s;udden as her <HI>re&s;olution</HI>) &s;he writes to him, that &s;he was <HI>predestinated</HI> by the decrees of Heaven to be his, and if he would promi&s;e love to her; he mu&s;t get the <HI>Generall</HI> to make a &s;hew of rai&s;ing the &s;eidg, and that night, when her father and his men were brought to a <HI>&s;ound &s;leep</HI> by the <HI>healths</HI> they would drinke to their <HI>enlargment,</HI> &s;he would deliver them up his <HI>Pri&s;oners.</HI> This letter &s;he fa&s;ten'd to a &s;tone, and &s;o ca&s;t it, that it fell at <HI>Abdu|ruchman's</HI> feet; who prevailed with the Generall, that his un&s;een Mi&s;tris might be obeyed: nor did &s;he faile of per|forming her <HI>unfortunate Promi&s;e.</HI> Thus <HI>ABYDOS,</HI> and &s;hortly after <HI>SE|STOS,</HI> was render'd to the <HI>OTTO|MAN Family. The Keyes of Chri&s;ten|dome being lo&s;t by hanging at a LADY'S girdle.</HI></P>
<P><PB REF="16">If this unhappy <HI>LADY</HI> put you out of love with <HI>ABYDOS, LE|ANDER</HI> will (I hope) reconcile you to his Birth-place: whom you &s;hall now behold &s;wimming from thence to <HI>SESTOS,</HI> where you may imagine <HI>HERO</HI> (the greate&s;t beauty of the world) expecting her <HI>Love,</HI> and your <HI>Attention.</HI></P>
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<HEAD><HI>M&V;SAE&V;S,</HI> ON THE LOVES OF HERO and LEANDER.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.A">^a</REF> SPeak Godde&s;s, of the <HI>Torch</HI> (Lov's (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.B">^b</REF>) witne&s;s made</L>
<L>At Nuptials &s;tealing through the gloomy &s;hade,</L>
<L>Ne're &s;een by th' (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.C">^c</REF>) incorrupted morning-light)</L>
<L>Of <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and <HI>Abydos: here</HI> by night</L>
<L><HI>Leander</HI> &s;wimming, <HI>Hero</HI> marry'd <HI>there.</HI></L>
<L>Heark, the Torch ruffled by the wind J heare,</L>
<L>The &s;teering Torch that did to <HI>&V;enus</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.D">^d</REF>) guide,</L>
<L>The flaming Signall of the clowded Bride,</L>
<L>The Torch that for night-&s;ervice aiery <HI>Jove.</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="18">Should make a <HI>Star,</HI> the &s;tar of wandring Love,</L>
<L>The <HI>Marriage-&s;tar,</HI> becau&s;e it &s;till gave ayme,</L>
<L>And watcht the Marriage-houres with (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.E">^c</REF>) &s;leeple&s;s flame,</L>
<L>Till by the rude wind th'envious Gu&s;t was blown;</L>
<L>And then (aye me) change <HI>Hymen's</HI> &s;ofter tone,</L>
<L>And let our Ver&s;e with one &s;ad (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.F">^f</REF>) Clo&s;e be crown'd.</L>
<L>The <HI>Torch</HI> extingui&s;ht, and <HI>Leander</HI> drown'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Vpon the Sea&punc; &s;hore, parted by the flood</L>
<L>Two Cities (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.G">^g</REF>) <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and <HI>Abydos</HI> &s;tood;</L>
<L>Iu&s;t o'rethwart neighbours: his bow <HI>Cupid</HI> bent,</L>
<L>And to both Cities the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.H">^h</REF>) &s;ame Arrow &s;ent,</L>
<L>Wherewith a youth and virgin were (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.I">^i</REF>) inflam'd,</L>
<L>He &s;weet <HI>Leander,</HI> &s;he cha&s;t <HI>Hero</HI> nam'd,</L>
<L>He at <HI>Abydos,</HI> &s;he at <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> born;</L>
<L>Stars, like each other, which their Townes adorn.</L>
<L>Do me a favour if you pa&s;&s;e that way,</L>
<L>Ask for the Tow'r where <HI>Sestian Hero</HI> lay,</L>
<L>And held the Torch, wafting <HI>Leander</HI> o're;</L>
<L>Ask for his Dwelling on the adver&s;e &s;hore:</L>
<L>Where &s;till his fun'rals old <HI>Abydos</HI> keepes,</L>
<L>And in his Lov's and Death's remembrance weepes.</L>
<L>But dwelt he at <HI>Abydos?</HI> how then came&punc;</L>
<L>He to love <HI>Hero,</HI> &s;he to catch his flame?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Faire <HI>Hero,</HI> virgin-Prie&s;te&s;&s;e to the Power</L>
<L>Of <HI>Venus,</HI> her great Parents in a Tower</L>
<L><PB REF="18">From <HI>them</HI> apart, near to the <HI>Sea</HI> had plac't;</L>
<L>Another <HI>Venus,</HI> but &s;o &s;trictly (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.K">^k</REF>) cha&s;t,</L>
<L>That &s;he at female meetings ne're appear'd,</L>
<L>Nor her young play-mates charming Dances heard,</L>
<L>Regardfull women's envy to decline,</L>
<L><HI>For at a Beauty women will</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.L">^l</REF>) <HI>repine.</HI></L>
<L>But &s;he with incen&s;e <HI>Venus</HI> &s;till appeas'd,</L>
<L>Oft with his heav'nly (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.M">^m</REF>) Mother <HI>Cupid</HI> pleas'd,</L>
<L>Fearing his Quiver full of &s;hafts that (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.N">^n</REF>) glow,</L>
<L>But yet tho&s;e flaming &s;ha&s;ts &s;he &s;cap't not &s;o.</L>
<L>The <HI>Se&s;tians</HI> now that Fea&s;t, they &s;o much prize,</L>
<L>To <HI>Venus</HI> and <HI>Adonis</HI> &s;olemnize.</L>
<L>O're to this Holy-day in boats-full throng,</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.P">^p</REF>) All th'J&s;landers that to the Sea belong;</L>
<L>Some from (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.Q">q</REF>) <HI>Haemonia,</HI> from moi&s;t <HI>Cyprus</HI> &s;ome,</L>
<L>All <HI>Phrygia,</HI> all <HI>Cythera's</HI> women come.</L>
<L>None (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.R">^r</REF>) dance on <HI>Libanon</HI> in perfum'd aire,</L>
<L>No pa&s;&s;engers but to this Fea&s;t repaire;</L>
<L>There wants of neighbouring <HI>Abydos</HI> none,</L>
<L>Of young men that love maids not any one;</L>
<L>For they to follow will be &s;ure, where fame</L>
<L>Shall celebration of a Fea&s;t proclaime.</L>
<L>Not that th'immortall Gods their zeale pur&s;ues,</L>
<L>But troopes of mortall beauties to peru&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now through the Temple Virgin-<HI>Hero</HI> pa&s;t,</L>
<L><PB REF="19">And from her face a lovely &s;plendour ca&s;t,</L>
<L>Like the cleare Moon when ri&s;ing &s;he's beheld;</L>
<L>Her &s;nowy cheekes in &s;carlet circles &s;well'd,</L>
<L>So lookes the blowing (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.S">^s</REF>) Damask Ro&s;e, You'd &s;wear</L>
<L><HI>Hero</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.T">^t</REF>) a garden full of Ro&s;es were.</L>
<L>She blu&s;h't all over&punc; in the poli&s;h'd &s;tone</L>
<L>Beneath the <HI>pure white,</HI> Damask Ro&s;es &s;hone.</L>
<L>From her flow'd <HI>many</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.U">^u</REF>) Graces, then of old</L>
<L><HI>They ly'd that Men but of</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.W">^w</REF>) <HI>three Graces told.</HI></L>
<L>For in each (<REF TARGET="WM3134.1.X">^x</REF>) &s;miling eye of <HI>Hero</HI> &s;prung</L>
<L>A hundred Graces: thus &s;aid every tongue,</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> hath now a Prei&s;te&s;&s;e worthy her,</L>
<L>All men this maide before her Sex preferre.</L>
<L><HI>Venus'es</HI> Prei&s;te&s;&s;e a new <HI>Venus</HI> &s;eemes,</L>
<L>So her the heart of conquer'd Youth e&s;teemes.</L>
<L>Nor was there any but he <HI>Hero</HI> lov'd,</L>
<L>And wi&s;h't &s;he were <HI>his</HI> Bride: where e're &s;he mov'd</L>
<L>Through the &s;trong fabrick of that &s;acred place,</L>
<L>All (^y) eyes, all hearts and longings went her pace.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>One Youth admiring of her &s;pake the&s;e words,</L>
<L>I've &s;eene what beauty <HI>Sparta's</HI> Clime affords,</L>
<L>And what in (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.A">A</REF>) <HI>Lacedaemon</HI> &s;o much takes,</L>
<L>Where beauty to the world her (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.B">B</REF>) Challenge makes;</L>
<L>But one &s;o &s;weet, &s;o mode&s;t I've not &s;eene,</L>
<L><HI>Sure one o'th' Graces here attends Loves Queene?</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="19">I've tir'd my &s;ight, not (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.C">C</REF>) &s;atisfy'd my eye,</L>
<L>Let me but &s;leep with <HI>Hero</HI> and then (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.D">D</REF>) dye.</L>
<L>I would not wi&s;h to be a Pow'r divine,</L>
<L>So I might live at home, and <HI>Hero</HI> mine;</L>
<L>But if unto thy Prei&s;te&s;&s;e to pretend</L>
<L>Be Sacriledge, one like her (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.E">E</REF>) <HI>Venus</HI> &s;end.</L>
<L>Thus every youth &s;aid: there another had</L>
<L>A wound, and with (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.F">F</REF>) <HI>concealing</HI> it, ran (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.G">G</REF>) mad.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But brave <HI>Leander,</HI> this rare maid when thou</L>
<L>Beheld'&s;t, thou woulde&s;t not of <HI>dumb wounds</HI> allow,</L>
<L>But at the fiery arrow's very Fall</L>
<L>Thou'lt with faire <HI>Hero</HI> live, or not at all.</L>
<L>Love at her eye-beames did his torches light,</L>
<L>And (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.H">H</REF>) fir'd <HI>Leanders</HI> bo&s;ome at fir&s;t &s;ight.</L>
<L><HI>For beauty in a maide who&s;e fame is pure,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Flyes like the feather'd &s;ha&s;t, and hits more &s;ure.</HI></L>
<L>The eyes are loop-holes, her eyes fatall (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.K">K</REF>) dart</L>
<L>Glanc't through his eye, and graz'd upon his (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.I">I</REF>) heart.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Amazement, Feare, Shame, Impudence, he felt;</L>
<L>His &s;en&s;e <HI>amaz'd</HI> on her perfections dwelt,</L>
<L>His heart <HI>&s;hooke, Shame</HI> re&s;train'd him, <HI>Love</HI> controll'd</L>
<L>That Shame, and made him <HI>impudently</HI> bold.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He &s;oftly walkt and &s;tood before the maide,</L>
<L>And &s;lily to her a (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.M">M</REF>) &s;ide-looke convey'd,</L>
<L>With &s;ilent eyes foarding the virgins mind.</L>
<L><PB REF="20">When &s;he <HI>Leander's</HI> cunning love did find,</L>
<L>She joy'd in her own beauty: and ev'n She</L>
<L>Oft lifted her faire eyes by &s;tealth to &s;ee</L>
<L><HI>Leander's</HI> face, then lookt away again;</L>
<L>He joyed that <HI>he</HI> did love, nor <HI>&s;he</HI> di&s;daine.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>While now a private houre <HI>Leander</HI> watcht,</L>
<L>Day to the We&s;t the light's &s;mall &s;tock di&s;patcht,</L>
<L>And &s;traight the &s;hadow'd Evening-&s;tar appear'd.</L>
<L>Then to approach her he no longer fear'd,</L>
<L>But when he &s;aw the sky with &s;ables hung,</L>
<L>He &s;ilently her ro&s;y fingers wrung,</L>
<L>And fetcht a deep &s;igh: &s;he did nothing &s;ay,</L>
<L>But as if angry, &s;natcht her hand a way.</L>
<L>Finding her <HI>di&s;compo&s;ure</HI> he grew bold,</L>
<L>And of her rich-flowr'd ve&s;ture taking hold,</L>
<L>Pull'd her into the Temples &s;ecret'&s;t part:</L>
<L>As 'twere a Pilgrimage again&s;t her heart,</L>
<L>Lingringly follow'd the &s;low-footed Maide,</L>
<L>And threating, thus in <HI>womens language</HI> &s;aid:</L>
<L>What, (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.O">O</REF>) &s;tranger, art thou mad? why pull'&s;t thou &s;o</L>
<L>A maid? away, leave, let my garment go.</L>
<L>Shun my rich Parents anger. To court me,</L>
<L>Prei&s;te&s;s to <HI>Venus, it be&s;its not thee.</HI></L>
<L>'Tis hard to come unto a Virgins bed.</L>
<L>Thus le&s;&s;ons, maides are perfect in, &s;he read,</L>
<L><PB REF="20"><HI>Leander</HI> hearing female (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.P">P</REF>) fury &s;ound,</L>
<L>The Symptomes &s;traight of <HI>yeelding virgins</HI> found,</L>
<L><HI>For when with men maids once are furious grown,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their very threatnings promi&s;e them our own.</HI></L>
<L>Then her &s;weet-&s;melling pure-skinn'd neck he ki&s;t,</L>
<L>And &s;pake the&s;e words, wherein lov's pangs a&s;&s;i&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> next <HI>Venus, Pallas</HI> whom I love</L>
<L>Next <HI>Pallas,</HI> daughters to <HI>Saturnian Jove,</HI></L>
<L>For by no <HI>mortall forme</HI> art thou expre&s;t;</L>
<L>Ble&s;t he that got thee, &s;he that bare thee ble&s;t:</L>
<L>The wombe mo&s;t happy that did thee create,</L>
<L>Heare thou my pray'r, and pity my love's fate.</L>
<L>Prei&s;te&s;&s;e to <HI>Venus</HI> like to <HI>Venus</HI> doe,</L>
<L><HI>Come, be the Prei&s;te&s;&s;e of her plea&s;ures too,</HI></L>
<L>The&s;e ceremonies learn: a maid and be</L>
<L>Prei&s;te&s;&s;e to <HI>Venus, it befits not thee.</HI></L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.T">T</REF>) Maids <HI>Venus</HI> loves not; her true (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.V">V</REF>) rites if thou</L>
<L>Would&s;t know, they are the nuptiall bed and vow.</L>
<L>Do you love <HI>Venus?</HI> Love's &s;oft lawes fulfill,</L>
<L>Call me your <HI>&s;ervant</HI> (call me, if you will,</L>
<L>Your <HI>husband</HI>) chac'd and caught by <HI>Cupids</HI> art,</L>
<L>Brought to your <HI>&s;ervice</HI> by his golden dart,</L>
<L>As rough <HI>Alcides</HI> by the <HI>Hermian</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.VV">VV</REF>) wand</L>
<L>To <HI>Omphale</HI> the <HI>Lydian</HI> Maid's command;</L>
<L>But in this voyage to your pre&s;ence made,</L>
<L><PB REF="21">My &s;teps &s;weet <HI>Venus</HI> not &s;ly <HI>Hermes</HI> &s;way'd.</L>
<L>The Coy <HI>Arcadian,</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.X">X</REF>) <HI>Atalama</HI> fled</L>
<L>(You know) <HI>Milanion's</HI> love and marriage-bed,</L>
<L>But &s;he lov'd &s;ingle life; this <HI>Venus</HI> mov'd,</L>
<L>Who made the once-de&s;pis'd her &s;ole-belov'd.</L>
<L>Deare, le&s;t your Godde&s;s frown, be you more kind.</L>
<L>Thus he per&s;waded her again&s;t her mind,</L>
<L>Softning her &s;oul with love and pa&s;&s;ion mixt;</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.Y">Y</REF>) Silently on the ground her eye &s;he fixt,</L>
<L>A&s;ham'd the <HI>Twi-light</HI> &s;hould her blu&s;hes meet,</L>
<L><HI>Re-poli&s;hing the marble with her feet,</HI></L>
<L>And gathering, at every little check</L>
<L>Giv'n by her heart, her robe about her neck.</L>
<L><HI>All tokens that a maid's con&s;ent fore-run,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who if &s;he be &s;truck &s;peechle&s;s</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.2.Z">Z</REF>) <HI>then &s;hee's won.</HI></L>
<L>Love's bitter-&s;weetne&s;s now &s;he working felt,</L>
<L>Faire <HI>Hero's</HI> heart gentle flame did melt,</L>
<L><HI>Leanders</HI> lineaments her &s;oule amaz'd.</L>
<L>And while her eye upon the pavement gaz'd,</L>
<L>On her faire neck his never weary'd &s;ight</L>
<L>He fixt, untill prevented by the night,</L>
<L>The deaw that long had on her blu&s;hes hung,</L>
<L>Then dropt, and the&s;e words from her &s;weete&s;t tongue.</L>
<L>Stranger, thy &s;peech might on a (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.A">A</REF>) rock have wrought,</L>
<L>Who thee the various wayes of Court&s;hip taught?</L>
<L><PB REF="21">Who did (alas) thee to my Country &s;end?</L>
<L>But all which thou ha&s;t &s;poke is to no end,</L>
<L>For how, a wandring &s;tranger as thou art</L>
<L>And faithle&s;s, can I fix thee in my heart?</L>
<L>Nor could we marry <HI>publikly</HI> 'tis cleare,</L>
<L>For of no marriage will my parents heare.</L>
<L>And &s;hould my Country thee a &s;tranger <HI>&s;hroud,</HI></L>
<L>Thy (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.B">B</REF>) &s;toln love could not long be in a cloud;</L>
<L><HI>Newes with advantage</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.C">C</REF>) <HI>&s;lander will unfold,</HI></L>
<L><HI>What's done in corners in high-wayes is told.</HI></L>
<L>Yet let me know thy name and native coa&s;t;</L>
<L>My great name <HI>Hero</HI> I &s;uppo&s;e thou know'&s;t.</L>
<L>In this va&s;t Tower dwell but my Nur&s;e and J.</L>
<L>And though my native <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> be &s;o nigh,</L>
<L>Such is the doome my cruell Parents give,</L>
<L>I, bani&s;h'thence, mu&s;t the Seas neighbour live.</L>
<L>Nor with young maids at Dancings I appeare,</L>
<L>But day and night from Sea winds blu&s;tring heare.</L>
<L>Thus &s;peaking, with her veyle her face &s;he hid,</L>
<L>Againe blu&s;ht, and her &s;elfe for &s;peaking chid.</L>
<L><HI>Leander</HI> on loves highe&s;t torture rack't,</L>
<L>Was &s;oone in&s;pir'd how loves de&s;igne to act.</L>
<L><HI>For mans heart</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.D">D</REF>) <HI>pow'rfull Cupid conquers twice,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fir&s;t with his arrowes, then with his advi&s;e;</HI></L>
<L>Which ever heales the wounds his arrows made,</L>
<L><PB REF="22">VVhile he that hurts us doth our cure per&s;wade</L>
<L>He helpt love-pos'd <HI>Leander</HI> to revolve;</L>
<L>VVho la&s;tly, &s;ighing, uttered this Re&s;olve.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Virgin, to come to thee, J would not fear</L>
<L>Billowes of fire, or water though it were</L>
<L>Innavigable: to arrive thy bed,</L>
<L>No deep Gulph, no high-flowing tide I dread;</L>
<L>But thy wet &s;ervant &s;hall the waves confront,</L>
<L>And nightly &s;wim the raging <HI>Helle&s;-pont.</HI></L>
<L>For <HI>Love,</HI> I dwell but cro&s;&s;e the&s;e Narrow-Seas</L>
<L>Your neighbour at <HI>Abydos.</HI> Only plea&s;e</L>
<L>On your high Turret to &s;et up a Light,</L>
<L>Which &s;hining in diameter by night,</L>
<L>I may become Lov's Ship, that light my &s;tar,</L>
<L>Beholding (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.E">E</REF>) which, not looking up &s;o far</L>
<L>As &s;low <HI>Bootes</HI> and the frozen Waine,</L>
<L>Or (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.G">G</REF>) rough <HI>Orion,</HI> I may &s;afely gaine</L>
<L>My <HI>obvious</HI> native &s;oyle: but (deare&s;t) watch,</L>
<L>For feare the boy&s;trous wind the flame &s;hould catch,</L>
<L>And blow my life out, which to aire mu&s;t &s;lide</L>
<L>With that bright flame, unto my life the guide.</L>
<L>Of what I am, if you more knowledge claime,</L>
<L><HI>Leander</HI> is fair <HI>Hero's husband's</HI> name.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Their &s;ecret marriage their night-league now made,</L>
<L>The Torch, love's Enfigne, was to be di&s;play'd.</L>
<L><PB REF="22">She to prepare the Light, he did indent</L>
<L>To &s;wim the Sea: their Nuptiall Eve thus &s;pent,</L>
<L>Again&s;t their wills they part, &s;he to her Tower;</L>
<L>He, lea&s;t dark night his &s;en&s;e might overpower,</L>
<L>Tooke markes to know the Tow'r by, and &s;ail'd o're</L>
<L>To faire <HI>Abydos</HI> his &s;trong native &s;hore,</L>
<L>Both longing for a whole nights marriage-fight,</L>
<L>Oft wi&s;hing for the bed-adorning night.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Night now &s;oft (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.I">I</REF>) re&s;t upon her (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.H">H</REF>) raven-wings</L>
<L>To all but to love-&s;ick <HI>Leander</HI> brings;</L>
<L>Who on the lowd Sea's ever-chafing Bay,</L>
<L>Did but for <HI>Hymen's</HI> &s;hining &s;ummons &s;tay,</L>
<L>Expecting the <HI>&s;ad</HI> Torch, and to be led</L>
<L>By that bright V&s;her to his private bed.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As &s;oon as e're thick darkne&s;&s;e veyl'd the night,</L>
<L><HI>Hero</HI> advanc'd the Torch, which <HI>then</HI> gave Light;</L>
<L><HI>Leander's</HI> eager &s;pirits <HI>Cupid</HI> fir'd,</L>
<L>And as the Torch burn'd, &s;till his flame a&s;pir'd.</L>
<L>But from Sea hearing th'angry billowes &s;cold,</L>
<L>At fir&s;t he trembled&punc; after growing bold,</L>
<L>Thus &s;peaking to him&s;elf his heart he eas'd.</L>
<L>Love's cruell, the Sea not to be appeas'd;</L>
<L><HI>But the Sea's water, J Loves fire containe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Heart drink in fire, and &s;corn the flowing Maine.</HI></L>
<L>Gain&s;t Lovers what by Sea can be contriv'd?</L>
<L><PB REF="23">Know'&s;t not, that <HI>&V;enus</HI> from the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.K">K</REF>) Sea's deriv'd,</L>
<L>Who both the Ocean, and our Stars commands?</L>
<L>Then his fair limbs he &s;tript with <HI>both</HI> his hands,</L>
<L>Turbanted with his &s;ilken robe his head,</L>
<L>Leapt from the &s;hoare, o'th'waves his body &s;pread,</L>
<L>And up again&s;t the flaming torch &s;till bore,</L>
<L>Him&s;elfe the Ship, the Pilot, and the~ Oare.</L>
<L>On her high turret <HI>Hero</HI> watcht the flame,</L>
<L>And as &s;tiffe gales from any quarter came,</L>
<L>Still &s;creen'd it with the <HI>&s;acred robe</HI> &s;he wore,</L>
<L>Till tir'd <HI>Leander</HI> reacht the <HI>Sestian</HI> &s;hore.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Down from the Turret <HI>Hero</HI> making ha&s;t,</L>
<L>Her breathle&s;s husband at the gates imbrac't,</L>
<L>And to her bedchamber in &s;ilence led,</L>
<L>There wip'd his locks that trickling foame &s;till &s;hed,</L>
<L>And (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.M">M</REF>) nointed him with Ro&s;es, that con&s;um'd</L>
<L>Th' offen&s;ive &s;mell, and left him all perfum'd;</L>
<L>Twining about him then, yet panting lay'd</L>
<L>On her &s;oft Downe, the&s;e &s;ofter words &s;he &s;ay'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Love, thou ha&s;t labour'd &s;ore, exceeding &s;ore,</L>
<L>Love, thou ha&s;t labour'd much, no Lover more;</L>
<L>Fi&s;h-&s;lime and Brine have made thy penance great,</L>
<L>Come now, into my bo&s;ome drop thy &s;weat.</L>
<L>Thus &s;he, he &s;traight unty'd her (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.N">N</REF>) zone, and they</L>
<L>The lawes of (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.O">O</REF>) gentle <HI>Venus</HI> did obey.</L>
<L><PB REF="23">They had a Wedding, but no Dancing there,</L>
<L>A Bride-bed, but they did no &s;inging heare;</L>
<L>Their &s;acred Nuptials no Poet prais'd,</L>
<L>About their <HI>private bed,</HI> no Torches blaz'd,</L>
<L>No Dancer in a nimble caper &s;prung,</L>
<L>No hymnes the Father or grave Mother &s;ung.</L>
<L>But <HI>Darkne&s;s</HI> at Love's houres the Bride-bed made,</L>
<L>Dre&s;t up the Room: the Bride's <HI>Veyle</HI> was the <HI>&s;hade.</HI></L>
<L>Farre from <HI>Epithalamions</HI> were they matcht,</L>
<L><HI>Night</HI> only at their Ceremonies watcht;</L>
<L><HI>Aurora</HI> never did <HI>Leander</HI> veiw,</L>
<L>A Bride-groome in that bed he &s;o well knew.</L>
<L>Who &s;wam back to <HI>Abydos,</HI> breathing &s;till</L>
<L>Tho&s;e <HI>Hymenaeall</HI> Sweetes that never fill.</L>
<L>But long-veyl'd <HI>Hero</HI> mock't her Parents &s;ight,</L>
<L>A <HI>Virgin</HI> all the day, a (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.P">P</REF>) <HI>Wife</HI> by night;</L>
<L>Both often chid the Morning to the VVe&s;t,</L>
<L>And thus the fury of their loves &s;uppre&s;t,</L>
<L>Enjoying &s;ecret, but &s;hort-liv'd delights,</L>
<L>For &s;hort time dates their &s;trange &s;toln marriage-rites.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Approaching VVinter, in a moment, formes</L>
<L>The sky's <HI>Vertigo</HI> into horrid &s;tormes.</L>
<L>The howling winds, as with a bee&s;om, &s;weep</L>
<L>The wet fal&s;e bottome of the boyling Deep;</L>
<L>Calkt &s;hips, which Mariners dare not commit</L>
<L><PB REF="24">To faithle&s;&s;e Seas, are in the Harbour &s;plit.</L>
<L>But no rough Winter-Sea can thee affright,</L>
<L>Strong-&s;oul'd <HI>Leander,</HI> but when th' <HI>once kind</HI> Light,</L>
<L>Now fal&s;e and cruell, gave thy love the &s;igne,</L>
<L>Fearele&s;s thou leapd&s;t into fierce <HI>Neptune's</HI> Brine.</L>
<L>Unhappy <HI>Hero</HI> &s;hould, when winter came,</L>
<L>Have &s;par'd <HI>Leander,</HI> no more fed the flame</L>
<L>Of that fraile Comet, by who&s;e blaze they held</L>
<L>Their night-commerce; <HI>but love and fate compel'd.</HI></L>
<L>And now upon the lofty Turret rear'd</L>
<L><HI>Fates brand,</HI> no longer <HI>Hymen's torch</HI> appear'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>'Twas Night, when mo&s;t the winds their &s;pirits &s;pent,</L>
<L>And 'gain&s;t the &s;hore their rally'd forces bent,</L>
<L>VVhen with accu&s;tom'd hope <HI>Leander</HI> fed,</L>
<L>Climb'd liquid mountaines, bound for <HI>Hero's</HI> bed;</L>
<L>Wave upon wave was pil'd, the Main wrought high,</L>
<L>Th'earth &s;hook, <HI>the Sea was mingled with the sky.</HI></L>
<L>The winds fell out, the Ea&s;t and VVe&s;t-wind fought,</L>
<L>The South again&s;t the North &s;trong tempe&s;ts brought,</L>
<L>The mercile&s;s and foaming &s;urges roar'd;</L>
<L>Poore youth, he &s;ea&punc; born <HI>Venus</HI> oft implor'd,</L>
<L>Oft (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.Q">Q</REF>) <HI>Neptune</HI> King of Seas would have inclin'd,</L>
<L>And (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.R">R</REF>) <HI>Boreas</HI> of <HI>Orythia</HI> put in mind,</L>
<L>But none helpt. <HI>Fate by Love was not control'd,</HI></L>
<L>Quite over him the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.S">S</REF>) ju&s;tling billowes roll'</L>
<L><PB REF="24">His &s;trong legs &s;aile him, motionle&s;s now &s;tands</L>
<L>The nimble vigour of his active hands:</L>
<L>The water down his throat at plea&s;ure flow'd,</L>
<L>The giddy Seas their u&s;ele&s;s drink be&s;tow'd.</L>
<L>And the fal&s;e torch out as the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.3.T">T</REF>) &s;harp wind to&s;t,</L>
<L>His Love and Life bemourn'd <HI>Leander</HI> lo&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Sea her waking eyes did &s;till &s;urvey,</L>
<L>And in her &s;ad bre&s;t flow'd <HI>another &s;ea.</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="2 letters">y,</HI> not her <HI>Husband, Hero</HI> &s;eeing then,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="2 letters">e Sea's broad back view'd to the utmo&s;t kenn,</L>
<L>To &s;ee if any where <HI>Leander</HI> came,</L>
<L>VVho, as the torch went out, might lo&s;e his aime.</L>
<L>But when &s;he &s;aw him on the billowes borne,</L>
<L>At her tow'r foot, and by the rocks all torne,</L>
<L>Near to her heart her Opall-colour'd gowne</L>
<L>She rent, and &s;hrieking, to the Corp&s;e leapt downe.</L>
<L>For her lo&s;t Husband &s;he her &s;elf de&s;troy'd,</L>
<L>And <HI>ev'n in death</HI> each other they enjoy'd.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="endnotes">
<PB REF="25">
<PB REF="25">
<HEAD>ANNOTATIONS Upon <HI>Mu&s;aeus. Speake GODESSE.</HI></HEAD>
<P ID="WM3134.1.A">^a <GAP DESC="foreign">&punc; <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> begins with <HI>Invoca|tion,</HI> and then <HI>&s;ummes up</HI> the &s;tory he intends to write of, after the manner of <HI>Homer, He&s;iod,</HI> and of other <HI>Greeke</HI> and &s;ome <HI>Latin</HI> Poets. But the <HI>deity</HI> invoked, whether it be <HI>Venus</HI> (the &s;ubject being <HI>Love</HI>) or <HI>Homer's</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> once tran&s;lated, <HI>Great Godde&s;&s;e of my Ver&s;e,</HI> I leave to his <HI>Genius,</HI> whom <HI>Chapman</HI> in his Preface calls his <HI>fir&s;t mover:</HI> and to &s;uch others <HI>as are be&s;t able to understand and judge,</HI> and that well know the POET's <HI>Imperative</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, rather &s;ignifies an <HI>incitall</HI> or <HI>applicati|on</HI> to an <HI>action,</HI> whereof there had beene an <HI>intermi&s;sion.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.B">(^b) The Ancients &s;uppo&s;ed <HI>light</HI> to &s;ee. <HI>Lucian</HI> makes a <HI>Tyrants Lamp,</HI> that burned a-nights in his bed-chamber, <HI>wit|ne&s;&s;e</HI> again&s;t him in <HI>Hell.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.C"><PB REF="26">(^c) <GAP DESC="foreign">] from <GAP DESC="foreign"> and <GAP DESC="foreign">, not &s;ubject to corruption; as the <HI>unhappy Torch</HI> was.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.D">(^d) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <GAP DESC="foreign"> is the proper Attribute of <HI>Mercury. Qui pias laetis animas reponis &s;edibus;</HI> Hor. <GAP DESC="foreign"> Hom. <HI>Odys. o. v.</HI> 138. the Greeke <HI>Ma&s;ters</HI> call him <GAP DESC="foreign">. So that I here tran&s;late it (<HI>Guide</HI>) becau&s;e that as <HI>Mercury</HI> ferryed over the &s;oules, &s;o this <HI>Mercuriall Torch</HI> guided poore <HI>Leander</HI> to the <HI>&s;hore</HI> of his <HI>Elizium.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.E">(^e) <GAP DESC="foreign">] which with me, <HI>Ca&s;si|us Parmen&s;is</HI> would tran&s;late [<HI>Ex&s;omnem] Au&s;onius Vigilacem,</HI> not unfitly (you ha|ving <HI>v. 11.) <GAP DESC="foreign">. In&s;omnes longo veniunt examine curae. Claudian.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.F">(^f) For on this Torch depend's <HI>Lean|der's</HI> Love and Life.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.G">(^g) <GAP DESC="foreign">. <HI>Ad Sestum ad|ver&s;um Abydo, &amp; di&s;tantem non plus octo &s;tadijs. Xenoph. Philo&s;oph. 4. Rerum Grae|carum.</HI> Which <HI>Helle&s;-pont</HI> had not the name from <HI>Xerxes bridg,</HI> as <HI>Ammianus:</HI>
<PB REF="26">
But becau&s;e it wanted a <HI>bridg</HI> for <HI>Hell<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.H">(^h) <GAP DESC="foreign">. <HI>Signum indubtatum.</HI> For el&s;e <HI>Cupid</HI> might have &s;hot his other arrow that <HI>repells Love,</HI> as <HI>OVID</HI> ex|pre&s;&s;eth it.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.I">(^i) <GAP DESC="foreign">.] burning. <HI>Volucrem e&s;&s;e fingit immitem Deum Mortalis error, armat &amp; telis manus, Arcu&s;&abque; &s;acros mi&s;cuit &s;aeva face. Sen. Octav.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.K">(^k) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>nuptiarum ig|nara, virgineo nullum corpore pa&s;&s;a virum.</HI> Ovid Fa&s;t. <HI>lib. 5. <GAP DESC="foreign">, nuptias non experta</HI> Ca&s;&s;iod. <HI>lib.</HI> 7. Anthol.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.L">(^l) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Wit|ne&s;s that famous Di&s;pute of <HI>Juno, Pallas,</HI> and <HI>Venus,</HI> whereof <HI>Paris</HI> was the unfor|tunate <HI>Arbiter.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.M">(^m) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Or the <HI>Godde&s;s,</HI> or the <HI>Planet,</HI> both <HI>cau&s;es</HI> of the <HI>&s;ame effect.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.N">(^n) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Which darted make a wild-fire in the blood, not to be quench'd. <HI>Vulnus alit venis et caeco car|pitur igni.</HI> Virg.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.P">(^p) <GAP DESC="foreign">] So called, perhaps be|cau&s;e celebrated by all the <HI>people,</HI> at lea&s;t,
<PB REF="27">
by the <HI>major part,</HI> the vulgar and <HI>meaner</HI> &s;ort, for &s;o <HI>Porphiry</HI> interprets <GAP DESC="foreign"> out of <HI>Homer.</HI> Con&s;onant to that of <HI>Xeno|phon, Plato, Theocritus,</HI> and others who mention two <HI>Venuses,</HI> the fir&s;t, <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>Urania,</HI> Godde&s;s of <HI>cha&s;t affection;</HI> the other, <HI>Pandemos,</HI> Queen-Regent of the gro&s;&s;er <HI>bodily love</HI> common to <HI>Man</HI> and <HI>Beast,</HI> and therefore her <HI>Fea&s;t</HI> is called <GAP DESC="foreign">, which might be &s;olemnized by any or all the <HI>I&s;landers,</HI> for they came, as you &s;ee in the very ver&s;e following, <GAP DESC="foreign"> or as &s;ome, <GAP DESC="foreign">, that is, <GAP DESC="foreign">; By com|panyes, multitudes, all the <HI>I&s;landers</HI> to|gether.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.Q">(^q) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Haemonia</HI> from <HI>Haemon Pyrrha's</HI> &s;on, formerly <HI>Pyrrhaea</HI> from his Mother, and afterward <HI>The&s;&s;alia</HI> from his &s;on <HI>The&s;&s;alus.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.R">(^r) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Rather then <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Liba|non</HI> being full of the Prie&s;ts of <HI>Venus,</HI> that loved dancing like their Godde&s;s. <HI>Iam</HI> Cytherea <HI>choros ducit Venus.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.S">(^&s;) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Helliodorus lib.</HI> 3. inter|prets
<PB REF="27">
it <GAP DESC="foreign">.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.T">(^t) <GAP DESC="foreign">] A field of Ro&s;es. <HI>Achil|les Tatius</HI> fancyed in the Peacock's Traine a Meddow full of flowers.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.U">(^u) Any thing plea&s;ant being accoun|ted to comprehend the <HI>Graces.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.W">(^w) <HI>Thalia, Aglaia, Eupho&s;yne, Natal. Comes, Mythol.</HI> 4. cap. 15.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.1.X">(^x) Of the wonderfull <HI>&s;miling</HI> of the <HI>Eye,</HI> &s;ee <HI>Nonnus,</HI> who particularly a&s;cribes to the Eye, the <HI>vi&s;ible faculty,</HI> differencing Man from Bea&s;t, the Lovers Eye and every Sence being bani&s;hed into his Ob|ject.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.A">(A) Chiefe City of <HI>Sparta,</HI> nam'd from <HI>Lacedaemon</HI> &s;on to <HI>Iupiter</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.B">(B) <GAP DESC="foreign">. I need to &s;ay nothing of their <HI>Challenges,</HI> &s;ince the <HI>La|dy-Combatants</HI> of <HI>Sparta</HI> are &s;o wel known as to rai&s;e a Proverb. Such was the <HI>Prize</HI> at the Fea&s;t of the <HI>Eleu&s;inian Ceres,</HI> where <HI>Herodice</HI> was adjudged <GAP DESC="foreign">. The <HI>most beautifull</HI> &amp; the <GAP DESC="foreign">, the <HI>Crown</HI> of Beauty &s;et upon her Forehead. <HI>Nic.</HI>
<PB REF="28">
<HI>in Rebus Arcadicis: Homer</HI> mentions the like <HI>Prizes</HI> held among the <HI>Le&s;bians.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.C">(C) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Virgil</HI> hath the &s;ame expre&s;&s;ion, where he &s;aies of <HI>Dido, Expleri mentem nequit, arde&s;cit&abque; tuendo.</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> here may therefore be rendered <HI>Sa|tiety,</HI> The food of the eye being known by that of <HI>Terence, Oculos pavere.</HI> of <HI>Plautus, Oculis epulas dare.</HI> And of <HI>Mar|tial, In&s;pexit molles pueros, oculi&s;que co|medit.</HI> Nay &s;ayes <HI>Plautus, Aures, oculi, ani|mus ampliter fiant &s;aturi.</HI> And <HI>Ari&s;tophanes <GAP DESC="foreign"> dixit, &amp; <GAP DESC="foreign"> dicta ex&s;orbent.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.D">(D) The Lovers <HI>Wi&s;h</HI> to <HI>enjoy</HI> and <HI>dye. Illum ego &s;i cernam tunc tangam vertice cae|lum.</HI> Aus.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.E">(E) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Venus,</HI> &s;o cal'd from her arrivall at <HI>Cythera</HI> in a &s;hell &s;aith <HI>Festus.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.F">(F) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Vulnus alit venis &amp; caeco carpitur igni.</HI> Virg <HI>lib. 4. Aeneid.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.G">(G) <GAP DESC="foreign">, &s;o <HI>Theocritus</HI> cals Love. <HI>Nullam mentem animi habeo, ubi &s;um ibi non &s;um.</HI> Plautus.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.H">(H) <GAP DESC="foreign"> Love being a
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kind of fire, <HI>E&s;t mollis flamma medullas interea</HI> Virg. <HI>lib.</HI> 4. Aeneid.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.I">(I) <GAP DESC="foreign">. A bo&s;ome wound &s;o <HI>Nonnus, lib.</HI> 4.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.K">(K) <GAP DESC="foreign">. <HI>To a young man a woman's eye's a Dart: He&s;ychius</HI> therefore con&s;idering love to &s;pring from the &s;ight, calls him <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>all eye. </HI><Q><L>Si ne&s;cis, oculi &s;unt in amore duces,</L><L>&mdash;E&s;t via ocellus.</L><L>Ex oculis ictu paulatim labitur ulcus; Na-</L></Q><BIBL>Com. <HI>lib.</HI> 4. Mythol. <HI>cap.</HI> 14.</BIBL></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.M">(M) <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>Looking obliquely&punc; Theocritus Idyl.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.O">(O) <GAP DESC="foreign">] His <HI>Name</HI> and <HI>Country</HI> being as yet unknown to her; or el&s;e &s;he calls him <HI>Stranger,</HI> to &s;hew her <HI>unwillingne&s;s</HI> to a <HI>nearer relation.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.P">(P) <GAP DESC="foreign">] The <HI>Oestrum</HI> is a creature annoying bea&s;ts with her <HI>Sting,</HI> and making them fling and run, like mad: <GAP DESC="foreign"> (&s;aith <HI>Suidas</HI>) <GAP DESC="foreign">, every violent motion is cal'd <HI>oe&s;trum. <GAP DESC="foreign"> the deadly rage of nece&s;sity,</HI> Nonnuslib. 21.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.Q"><PB REF="29">(Q) <GAP DESC="foreign">] The <HI>necke</HI> is fir&s;t ki&s;t &s;ayes <HI>Achil: Tatius.</HI> The <HI>Per&s;ians</HI> &s;alute thus, the <HI>equall</HI> ki&s;&s;es the <HI>mouth,</HI> the <HI>inferiour</HI> the <HI>hand,</HI> the <HI>per&s;on</HI> of <HI>honour</HI> the <HI>cheek</HI> or <HI>eye-lids,</HI> the <HI>pea&s;ant</HI> falls pro|&s;trate on the ground. <HI>Vide &s;i's Dru&s;ilum, lib. 9. pag.</HI> 380.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.T">(T) <GAP DESC="foreign">.] Not knowing the u&s;e they were ordained for.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.V">(V) <GAP DESC="foreign">] The <HI>Orgyes</HI> of <HI>Bacchus</HI> were full of wild vagaryes, perhaps for that rea&s;on he u&s;es the word.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.VV">(VV) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Commotaculum, Mer|cury's rod,</HI> &s;o called becau&s;e when he mo|ved it, the Gho&s;ts went forward.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.X">(X) Daughter to <HI>Abbas,</HI> King of <HI>Ar|cadia,</HI> Mayd of Honour to <HI>Diana.</HI> So <HI>Callima.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.Y">(Y) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Silence is powerfull in the extreames of Pa&s;&s;ion. <HI>Nec vox aut &s;piritus oris redditur,</HI> Claud.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.2.Z">(Z) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Who is &s;ilent, denies not, &s;aith the Law.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.A">[A] <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Illa graves pote|rat quercus, adamanta&abque; durum, Surda&abque;</HI>
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<HI>blanditijs &s;axa movere &s;uis.</HI> OVID.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.B">[B] <GAP DESC="foreign">] a &s;tolne bed, <HI>Euri|pides;</HI> and <HI>Homer</HI> calls the off-&s;pring of &s;tolne love <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>things</HI> of <HI>darkne&s;&s;e.</HI> Hence <HI>Phocylides</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.C">(C) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Pindarus</HI> names <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>Calumny,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, Which I have rendred <HI>&s;lander,</HI> the true &s;ignifica|tion of <GAP DESC="foreign">, being to cut and wound the heart with griefe, <GAP DESC="foreign">. So the <HI>Scholiast in Apolonius.</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">. According to the <HI>Scolia&s;t</HI> in <HI>Oppian.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.D">(D) <GAP DESC="foreign">] A frequent E|pithete of <HI>Cupid,</HI> whence the Di&s;tick, <HI>perfringunt, penetrant, urunt mea &s;picula ful|men. Scilicet hinc nomen e&s;t mihi</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">.<Q><L><GAP DESC="foreign"></L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign"></L></Q><Q>Non potuit <HI>Iuno</HI> vincere, vicit <HI>Amor.</HI></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.E">(E) <GAP DESC="foreign">. Illu&s;trated by <HI>Ovid,</HI> as you &s;hall read it when his <HI>Lean|der</HI> names the <HI>Pilot's Starres.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.G">(G) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>ARATUS</HI> &s;aith, <GAP DESC="foreign">. Wherefore
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the <HI>Romans</HI> called <HI>Orion, Iugula,</HI> from the &s;word he weares.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.H">(H) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Euripides</HI> agreeing with my &s;en&s;e calls it <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>ni|gro peplo indutam Noctem.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.I">(I) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Nox erat &amp; placidum capiebant fe&s;&s;a &s;oporem Corpora.</HI> Virg. <HI>lib.</HI> 4. Aeneid.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.K">(K) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Au&s;onius</HI> gives us the <HI>Pedegree</HI> of <HI>Venus. Orta &s;alo, &s;u&s;|cepta &s;olo, patre edita caelo.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.M">(M) <GAP DESC="foreign">.] From this anointing of the <HI>Greeks,</HI> the <HI>Romans</HI> had the fa&s;hion of their Baths and pretious unguents: (the expence wherof is known to every one) though the unguents <HI>Co&s;|mus</HI> us'd in's brazen Bath, were all on him diffus'd <HI>Juv. Sat.</HI> 8.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.N">(N) <GAP DESC="foreign">,] <HI>Petr. Faber.</HI> thinkes this to be the &s;acerdotall <HI>band</HI> or <HI>diadem,</HI> grounding his opinion upon <HI>Hero's</HI> Re|ply to <HI>Leander,</HI> holding her ve&s;ture, <GAP DESC="foreign">. <HI>v.</HI> 82.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.O">(O) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Venus</HI> being then in a benevolent a&s;pect, or a propiti|ous
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inclination, <HI>optim&acirc; mente praedita,</HI> &s;o the word imports.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.P">(P) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Quae fuerat virgo cre|dita, mater er at,</HI> &s;ayes <HI>Ovid</HI> of <HI>Cali&s;to,</HI> one of the Maydes to <HI>Diana.</HI> So that <GAP DESC="foreign"> &s;eemes to be appropriated to &s;uch, <HI>quae virum pa&s;&s;ae &s;unt.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.Q">(Q) <GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>Potens maris Deus. Her.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.R">(R) The Ancients &s;ay that <HI>Boreas</HI> ra|vi&s;ht <HI>Orythia</HI> as &s;he was gathering flowers neare the Spring <HI>Cephi&s;us,</HI> and that he car|ryed her into <HI>Thrace</HI> (whither now <HI>Lean|der</HI> was a &s;wimming) See <HI>Natal. Com. lib. 8. Mythol.</HI> c. 2.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.S">(S) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Such as it was not ea&s;ie to cope with.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.3.T">(T) <GAP DESC="foreign">] Things that di&s;rel|li&s;h are commonly called <GAP DESC="foreign">, &s;harp or bitter things <GAP DESC="foreign">.</P>
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<P><HI>LEANDER'S</HI> LETTER TO <HI>HERO,</HI> And her An&s;vver: Taken out of <HI>OVID.</HI> With ANNOTATIONS. By Sir <HI>Robert Stapylton</HI> KNIGHT, Gentleman of the PRIVIE CHAMBER to the <HI>PRINCE.</HI></P>
<Q>&mdash;quis enim modus ad&s;it Amori.</Q>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>F. B.</HI> for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;ley,</HI> and are to be &s;old at his Shop at the Princes Armes in Saint <HI>Pauls</HI> Church Yard 1647.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
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<HEAD>TO My deare Wife THE LADY <HI>STAPYLTON.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>My Love,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_PErhaps the Wits may be as much of|fended at men for writing to, as Walking with their owne Wives: neither is in <HI>fa&s;hion</HI> I confe&s;&s;e, but
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&s;ure they would exceedingly well-become our Age. In|deed <HI>Gifts</HI> between Man and Wife, were prohibited by the <HI>Roman</HI> Legi&s;lator, yet hee intended not to de&s;troy Kindne&s;s by a Law, but to declare Community in Marri|age, where <HI>both</HI> have equall Proprieties, in that which <HI>either</HI> is po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ed of. And even in rea&s;on (the ground of Law) he that makes a Pre&s;ent to his Wife, offers an Injury in a Complement: for he in|titles her to that by his <HI>Gift,</HI>
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which is hers in her owne <HI>Right.</HI></P>
<P>I will not therefore &s;o much tran&s;gre&s;&s;e, as to &s;ay, I <HI>give</HI> thee my Engli&s;h of <HI>Lean|der's</HI> Epi&s;tle and <HI>Hero's</HI> an|&s;wer: for that were to imply, an expectation of <HI>receiving</HI> Thankes, for what was thy own as &s;oone as mine. All that (by praefixing of thy Name) I pretend to, is first, to &s;hew the World how &s;en&s;ible I am of thy Love, ex|pre&s;&s;ed to mee in <HI>both for|tunes,</HI> the <HI>later</HI> being lively
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repre&s;ented in the&s;e Letters, that pa&s;t betweene <HI>Husband</HI> and <HI>Wife</HI> divided by a <HI>Storme.</HI> In the next place, I &s;hew thee, how I &s;pent part of that time, when I had no|thing left but (what Fortune could not take away) &s;ome houres for &s;tudy, wherein I enjoyed my &s;elfe as much, as I could, in thy ab&s;ence. La&s;t|ly, I do an honour to my Au|thour, for I dare boldly &s;ay, the &s;tricte&s;t and mo&s;t rigid Modesty will not &s;cruple to read a pa&s;sion writ by <HI>OVID,</HI>
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where his <HI>name</HI> is placed &s;o near to thine, which nothing <HI>uncha&s;t</HI> dur&s;t ever be &s;o <HI>im|pudent</HI> to approach. And if my Augury deceive me not, the Goodne&s;s of the Times is &s;uch, that the Lady I &s;end to beare thee company, <HI>Hero,</HI> will be &s;tudyed by thy Sex in generall; her vertue drawn into Pre&s;i|dent, and the greate&s;t Mode|sties di&s;covered in the greate&s;t Beauties; teaching the bold Pretenders to their favour, to court them, not in lewd unman|ly Ver&s;e (the <HI>new-&s;ickne&s;s</HI> of
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the mind) but in <HI>Leander's primitive</HI> way of wooing, ti|merous blu&s;hes, noble under|takings, and gallant perform|ances: but all of the vertuous ancient straine, &s;uch as <HI>this,</HI> wherein <HI>Ovid</HI> him&s;elf pre&s;u|med not to u&s;e one la&s;civious &s;yllable: and if the Mu&s;e of &s;o incomparable a Wit, pre&s;umed not upon a loo&s;er Flight, when his &s;ubject was the faire dead <HI>Se&s;tian:</HI> how dare our puny <HI>Aretines</HI> draw a wanton line, when they write of <HI>Hero's</HI> yet alive? I hope this Patterne
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will ruin their De&s;igne; to which good purpo&s;e, if my poore <HI>Endeavours</HI> may conduce, I must account them &s;ea&s;onably be&s;towed. How&s;oever I &s;hall not repent me, &s;ince they are crowned with &s;o de&s;ired &s;uc|ce&s;&s;e, that they publi&s;h me, as I am,</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Thy mo&s;t affectionate HUSBAND ROBERT STAPYLTON.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<DIV1 TYPE="preface">
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<P><GAP DESC="missing" EXTENT="1+ pages"> which this is quoted) to be a <HI>Frag|ment;</HI> and &s;o, that he gives not the full number, mu&s;t be imputed as an injury done by <HI>time</HI> to him, and not by that <HI>eloquent Hi&s;torian</HI> to the <HI>noble&s;t Po&euml;t.</HI> I have therefore praefixed a Star before the name of <HI>Homer,</HI> to &s;ignifie a &s;pace, that &s;hould be filled up with the title of <HI>Mu&s;aeus.</HI> This, if it were his Interpreters &s;ingle Opinion, might perhaps incur the &s;u&s;pition of par|tiality. But I have already &s;hewed you it to be voted by <HI>Virg.</HI> and <HI>Sca|liger,</HI> the fir&s;t of the&s;e placing <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> above all the <HI>ble&s;sed Soules,</HI> and calling him (by <HI>Sybil's</HI> mouth) the <HI>Be&s;t</HI> of <HI>Po&euml;ts:</HI> the other, chal|lenging for him particular prece|dency of <HI>Homer;</HI> and now to make
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up a <HI>Triumvirate</HI> of <HI>matchle&s;s Au|thours,</HI> and confirme them by the authority of a <HI>Triumvirate</HI> of <HI>learned Judges,</HI> I produce the&s;e <HI>Let|ters</HI> pend by <HI>OVID,</HI> when hee thought it an honour to be <HI>Secre|tary</HI> to <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> his <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Lean|der;</HI> wherein the <HI>Great Ma&s;ter that taught Love to Rome,</HI> acknow|ledges <HI>Greece to be the Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e of his Learning,</HI> for when he had writ &s;o many &s;oft and melting <HI>Love-Po&euml;ms;</HI> never equalled by the <HI>La|tins,</HI> nay after all tho&s;e <HI>Epi&s;tles</HI> of <HI>Penelope</HI> to <HI>Vly&s;&s;es, Paris</HI> to <HI>Hel|len,</HI> and the re&s;t &s;ummed up by him&s;elfe in his <HI>Elegyes,</HI> yet could not <HI>Ovid</HI> re&s;t &s;atisfied with the numerous Trophies of his Wit, till hee had &s;urpri&s;ed the <HI>Roman</HI>
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<HI>Ladies</HI> with this <HI>Greek Stratagem.</HI> Here I cannot but take notice how ridiculous they are, that becau&s;e <HI>OVID</HI> names not the&s;e <HI>Epistles,</HI> would inferre &s;ome other writ them: as if <HI>Ovid</HI> when hee had numbred &s;ome, were obliged to write no more, but I will not trouble my &s;elfe or the&s;e <HI>Sages</HI> of <HI>Grammar</HI> further, then to wi&s;h them a better &s;tock of <HI>Logick;</HI> and if they know not the &s;tile of <HI>O|vid</HI> when they read it, yet to make &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion to the Con&s;ent of <HI>Times,</HI> and <HI>Schollars,</HI> &s;uch as <HI>Mich. Neander,</HI> who in his De&s;cription of the Orbe of the Earth, the fir&s;t part, <HI>pag.</HI> 245 &s;ayes thus. Se&s;tos <HI>nota amore</HI> Leandri &amp; Her&ucirc;s <HI>&amp;c. Sestos</HI> famous for <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Lean|der's</HI>
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Love, celebrated in a peculiar Po&euml;m by <HI>Mu&s;aeus,</HI> and after him by <HI>Ovid</HI> in his <HI>Heroical Di&s;patches.</HI> But that which I mo&s;t admire in <HI>Ovid,</HI> is his Mode&s;ty wherewith he copies out this Patterne, Love pointing in the&s;e <HI>Letters</HI> to the <HI>true Poles, Delight</HI> and <HI>Vertue;</HI> which Example may (I hope) reduce Love-Stories to their Primitive Purity, and make <HI>Ovid's</HI> wan|ton followers blu&s;h at the varia|tion of their Compa&s;s. This is the rea&s;on that induced me (after I had taken my Leave of Poetry) to &s;uffer this Impre&s;&s;ion. And yet J hope it would be favourably re|ceived, if it were only, like heaving of the Log in Navigation, drawn up to &s;hew you, (as Worthy
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<HI>Mr. Sandys</HI> did) how many Lea|gues we have &s;ailed in Language; &s;ince you read</P>
<LG>
<L>Of bodyes chang'd to &s;undry &s;hapes I purpo&s;e for to treate,</L>
<L>Ye Gods vouch&s;afe (for ye are they that wrought this won|drous feate,</L>
<L>to further this mine enterpri&s;e&mdash;</L>
</LG>
<P>After which old Engli&s;h ver&s;e, it will not haply be un&s;ea&s;onable to &s;weeten you with an Epigram of <HI>Martiall</HI> upon <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Lean|der.</HI></P>
<LG>
<L>Cum peteret dulces audax <HI>Leander</HI> amores,</L>
<L>Et &s;e&s;&s;us tumidis jam premeretur aquis.</L>
<L>Sic mi&s;er instantes affatus dicitur undas;</L>
<L>Parcite dum propero, mergite dum redeo.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To his &s;weet Love when bold <HI>Leander</HI> went,</L>
<L>Thus the poor youth, they &s;ay, w^t^h &s;wiming &s;pent,</L>
<L>Be&s;pake the Waves, if you decree my Wrack,</L>
<L>Hold now, and drown me in my going back.</L>
</LG>
<P>Having now (I hope) prepared you by making <HI>Pre&s;ents</HI> in <HI>Engli&s;h</HI>
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of all extant in the <HI>Greek</HI> and <HI>La|tin,</HI> that concernes <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Lean|der;</HI> I &s;hall conclude with pre|ferring of a Suite, which is, that you will plea&s;e to take notice, I make it not my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e to <HI>con|&s;true,</HI> but to <HI>tran&s;late:</HI> for the fir&s;t I hold only fit for a <HI>Pedant,</HI> the o|ther for an <HI>Interpreter;</HI> the <HI>End</HI> of <HI>Con&s;truction</HI> being to acquaint us with the <HI>Grammar</HI> of a <HI>Language;</HI> whereas <HI>Tran&s;lation,</HI> &s;hould reduce a <HI>forrein tongue</HI> to the lu&s;tre of our <HI>own,</HI> not lo&s;ing any of the Au|thour's &s;trength and &s;pirits, but teaching him to &s;peak as if he had been born upon the Place. Which though I pretend not to have done, yet 'twill <HI>I</HI> am confident find acceptance, that I have endevoured it.</P>
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<HEAD>LEANDER TO HERO.</HEAD>
<LG>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L><HI>LEander</HI> hindred to performe</L>
<L>his task of &s;wimming by a &s;torme,</L>
<L>Findes one that undertakes to land</L>
<L>His Letter &s;afe in <HI>Hero's</HI> hand.</L>
<L>Why he came not, and how he lives,</L>
<L>A &s;ad account <HI>Leander</HI> gives.</L>
<L>Yet makes Misfortune &s;omething le&s;se,</L>
<L>By &s;umming up his fir&s;t &s;ucce&s;&s;e:</L>
<L><PB REF="40">But if the Sky &s;hall longer frowne,</L>
<L>He &s;ets this re&s;olution downe,</L>
<L>That &s;wim he will; and vowes a wave</L>
<L>Shall be his <HI>Convoy,</HI> or his <HI>Grave.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>TO <HI>Hero</HI> health <HI>Leander &s;ends,</HI> which hee</L>
<L>Had rather <HI>bring,</HI> would th' angry waves agree.</L>
<L>If <HI>Gods</HI> be kind, and favour Love's De&s;ignes,</L>
<L>Thou with unwilling eyes wilt read the&s;e lines,</L>
<L>But they are cruell; for why cro&s;s they him</L>
<L>That hath been us'd this Sea &s;o oft to &s;wim?</L>
<L>Thou &s;ee&s;t the sky more black then pitch, the North</L>
<L>Plowing the <HI>Maine</HI> up, &s;carce a &s;hip goes forth;</L>
<L>Except the bold man that did this convey,</L>
<L>None of our Mariners dare tru&s;t the Sea.</L>
<L>Yet I had come, but when he put from Land,</L>
<L>On their hou&s;e-tops did all <HI>Abydos</HI> &s;tand.</L>
<L>I could not have deceiv'd my Parents eyes,</L>
<L>They would have found the Love that we di&s;gui&s;e.</L>
<L>Then, Happy letter, &s;aid I writing this,</L>
<L>Go, &s;he will give thee her fair hand to ki&s;s:</L>
<L>Perhaps a touch thou from her lips mai&s;t &s;teale,</L>
<L>In ca&s;e her &s;nowy teeth break up the &s;eale.</L>
<L>This whi&s;pered to thy figure in my brea&s;t,</L>
<L>My hand upon the paper &s;pake the re&s;t:</L>
<L><PB REF="40">O how much more 'twould plea&s;e me, if it might</L>
<L>Tugge with a wave, and rather <HI>&s;wim</HI> then <HI>write:</HI></L>
<L>In &s;wimming it would better &s;ervice do,</L>
<L>Yet to expre&s;&s;e my mind 'twill &s;erve me too.</L>
<L>'Tis now a <HI>&s;ennight,</HI> longer then a <HI>yeare,</HI></L>
<L>That I the billowes hoarce with &s;colding heare;</L>
<L>Since when, if I have one nights &s;lumber had,</L>
<L>Still to delay me may the Sea be mad.</L>
<L>Set on a Rock I &s;adly view thy &s;hore,</L>
<L>And though my <HI>body's</HI> &s;topt, my <HI>&s;oule</HI> &s;wims ore.</L>
<L>The <HI>Light</HI> upon thy Turret I de&s;cry,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e 'tis fancy'd by my longing eye.</L>
<L>Thrice on the thir&s;ty Sand my clothes J layd,</L>
<L>Thrice to begin my voyage I e&s;&s;ay'd;</L>
<L>My young Attempt the raging &s;ea with&s;tood,</L>
<L>And &s;unk me with a &s;trong high going flood;</L>
<L>But thou, of winds the &s;ierce&s;t, why &s;o hot?</L>
<L>Thou do'&s;t, &ocirc; (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.A">^a</REF>) <HI>Boreas,</HI> (if thou know&s;t it not)</L>
<L>To me, not to the billowes cruell prove;</L>
<L>What would'&s;t thou do, if thou had&s;t nere known love?</L>
<L>Though cold by nature, it mu&s;t be confe&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Orythia</HI> &s;hot a fire into thy brea&s;t&punc;</L>
<L>When thou to catch her flew'&s;t, had any form'd</L>
<L>A Barricado, How would'&s;t thou have &s;torm'd?</L>
<L>O &s;pare me, gently move the aire I pray,</L>
<L><PB REF="41">So &s;till may (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.B">^b</REF>) <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">olus</HI> thee gently &s;way.</L>
<L>But my vaine pray'rs, his murmures more inrage,</L>
<L>Nor will he any wave he &s;wels, a&s;&s;wage.</L>
<L>Oh now for <REF TARGET="WM3134.4.C">c</REF> <HI>Daedalus</HI> his wings to fly,</L>
<L>Though <HI>Icarus</HI> his Ocean be &s;o nigh;</L>
<L>My life &s;hould run all hazard poiz'd aloft</L>
<L>In aire, that hath on water hung &s;o oft.</L>
<L>Meane time, while Aire and Water's both unkind&punc;</L>
<L>The &s;tory of my Love J call to mind.</L>
<L>'Twas newly night (the thought on't glads my &s;oule)</L>
<L>When fir&s;t out of my Fathers doore J &s;tole:</L>
<L>Straight with my garments putting off my fears,</L>
<L>My rowing armes the &s;mooth Sea gently bears,</L>
<L>The Moon did then her trembling beams di&s;play,</L>
<L>And full of Court&s;hip brought me on my way.</L>
<L>Looking at her, J &s;aid, &ocirc; bright one, &s;till</L>
<L>Be gracious, think upon the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.D">^d</REF>) <HI>Latmian hill,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Endymion</HI> will not let thy heart be hard,</L>
<L>With a clear A&s;pect my &s;weet &s;tealth regard&punc;</L>
<L>Down to a Mortall you a Godde&s;s came,</L>
<L>I may &s;peak truth, a Godde&s;s breath'd my flame&punc;</L>
<L>To wave her inward and Caele&s;tiall grace,</L>
<L>None but true Godde&s;&s;es have &s;uch a face.</L>
<L>No other matches <HI>Venus</HI> or thy mold,</L>
<L>If thou beleev'&s;t me not, do thou behold&punc;</L>
<L><PB REF="41">As much as when thou wear'&s;t pure &s;ilver rayes,</L>
<L>Heavens le&s;&s;er fires are darkned by thy rayes,</L>
<L>So much all beauties are by hers out &s;hin'd,</L>
<L>If (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.C">^c</REF>) <HI>Cynthia</HI> thou doubt'&s;t this, thy light is blind.</L>
<L>Or the&s;e, or words to this effect I &s;pake,</L>
<L>And ha&s;ted o're the waves that kindly brake:</L>
<L>The Moon reflected on the water play'd,</L>
<L>And ev'n in the &s;till night a Day-light made.</L>
<L>No &s;ound arriv'd my eare, but what was ca&s;t&punc;</L>
<L>From off the water, murm'ring as J pa&s;t;</L>
<L>Only I know not what, but &s;ome &s;weet thing</L>
<L>I heard the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.F">^f</REF>) <HI>Halcyons</HI> of lov'd <HI>Ceyx</HI> &s;ing.</L>
<L>My &s;houlders tir'd with motion, now I &s;tood</L>
<L>Picht on my hands, ore looking of the flood&punc;</L>
<L>When I beheld thy Torch a-farre&punc; and cry'd</L>
<L>My fire is there, my life on th'other &s;ide.</L>
<L>Immediately my &s;trength re&s;tor'd J felt,</L>
<L>And the late boy&s;t'rous waves &s;eem'd now to melt.</L>
<L>Nor found I the lea&s;t coldne&s;s in the Maine,</L>
<L>Thanks to the heate my bo&s;ome did containe.</L>
<L>Nearer and nearer &s;wimming to thy &s;hore,</L>
<L>As my way le&s;s, &s;o grew my &s;peed the more:</L>
<L>But &s;een by thee my vigour did renew,</L>
<L>Out of thy eyes another &s;oule J drew.</L>
<L>Then my proud arms I flouri&s;ht in thy &s;ight,</L>
<L><PB REF="42">And us'd my art my Mi&s;tre&s;s to delight.</L>
<L>Thy Nur&s;e &s;carce held thee in her arms above,</L>
<L>I &s;aw it, thine's no complementall love:</L>
<L>Do what &s;he could, thy feet &s;he could not &s;ave</L>
<L>From being &s;prinkled with the foremo&s;t wave;</L>
<L>Thou in thy armes receiv'd&s;t me with a ki&s;s,</L>
<L>Should Gods &s;wim ore &s;ea, no reward like this.</L>
<L>Your mantle from your &s;elfe on me you threw,</L>
<L>And dry'd my locks full of the braki&s;h deaw.</L>
<L>The re&s;t we know, and the clo&s;e Tow'r and Night&punc;</L>
<L>And my directer through the &s;ea, thy Light.</L>
<L>Nor can that one night's joyes be numbred more</L>
<L>Then waves that da&s;h the <HI>Helle&s;pontick</HI> &s;hore.</L>
<L>The le&s;s our time of &s;tealth, the more we bent</L>
<L>Our cares, that it &s;hould not in vaine be &s;pent:</L>
<L>Old (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.H">^h</REF>) <HI>Tython's</HI> wife now ha&s;ting night away,</L>
<L>The Star appears that u&s;hers in the day.</L>
<L>We heape up ki&s;&s;es, &s;nacht in any &s;ort,</L>
<L>And moane our &s;elves that night &s;hould be &s;o &s;hort&punc;</L>
<L>Then our twin'd arms thy tatling Nur&s;e divorc't,</L>
<L>And from thy Tow'r me to my cold &s;hore forc't.</L>
<L>Weeping we part, the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.H">^h</REF>) Virgin-Sea bears me,</L>
<L>But my la&s;t look I leave behind with thee.</L>
<L>Oh I came hither &s;wimming, but go back</L>
<L>Beleeve me little better then a wrack.</L>
<L><PB REF="42">And this beleeve, to thee I came with ea&s;e,</L>
<L>But going from thee climbe the hilly &s;eas.</L>
<L>And landing &s;adly, can it be beleiv'd?</L>
<L>To &s;tay in my own country I am greiv'd.</L>
<L>Aye me, that joyned minds the &s;ea &s;hould part:</L>
<L>That there &s;hould be two places for one heart.</L>
<L>Let <HI>Sestos</HI> or <HI>Abydos</HI> one of's quit,</L>
<L>Thy country me, and thee my clime would fit.</L>
<L>Why &s;hould confounded waves confound my mind?</L>
<L>Why &s;hould &s;o light things vex me as the wind?</L>
<L>The crooked <HI>Dolphins</HI> now our loves can tell,</L>
<L>For que&s;tionle&s;s the Fi&s;hes know me well.</L>
<L>My &s;wimming on the &s;ea a track hath left,</L>
<L>Like that a-land which by Coach wheeles is cleft&punc;</L>
<L>To have no way but this, I thought it hard:</L>
<L>But now it grieves me that this way is bar'd.</L>
<L>Thou &s;ee&s;t the foamy billows how they chafe,</L>
<L>The &s;hip that rides at anchor &s;carce is &s;afe.</L>
<L>This Sea, when from the Virgin drown'd, it took</L>
<L>The name it beares, did &s;ure thus troubled looke:</L>
<L>Too much did <HI>Helle's</HI> death the&s;e &s;traits defame;</L>
<L>To &s;pare me, crime enough is in the name.</L>
<L>I envy (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.I">^i</REF>) <HI>Phryxus,</HI> carryed by the &s;heep</L>
<L>(Whole Fleece was gold) &s;afe through this fatall deep&punc;</L>
<L>From Fleece or &s;heep do I no help require,</L>
<L><PB REF="43">VVater enough is all that I de&s;ire.</L>
<L>Give me but Sea-roome and I ask no more,</L>
<L>I will my &s;elfe be Pylot, Ship, and Oare.</L>
<L>Nor (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.K">^k</REF>) <HI>Charles Waine,</HI> nor the <HI>Tyrians</HI> le&s;&s;er Beare</L>
<L>I mark, by no known Stars our love will &s;teere.</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.L">^l</REF>) <HI>Andromeda,</HI> the (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.M">^m</REF>) bright Crown, (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.N">^n</REF>) &s;he that &s;till</L>
<L>Shines in the cold Pole, follow they that will&punc;</L>
<L>Nor &s;he that <HI>Iove</HI> or <HI>Bacchus</HI> did affect,</L>
<L>Nor &s;he that <HI>Per&s;eus</HI> lov'd, &s;hall me direct;</L>
<L>I have another light, a &s;urer mark&punc;</L>
<L>Guided by which, Love cannot feare the dark.</L>
<L>By this I could to <HI>Colchis</HI> with more ea&s;e</L>
<L>Then th' <HI>Argo</HI> &s;ayl'd, &s;wim (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.O">^o</REF>) all the <HI>Pontick</HI> &s;eas.</L>
<L>A match with young (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.P">^p</REF>) <HI>P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">mon,</HI> or with (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.Q">^q</REF>) him</L>
<L>The rare hearbe made a &s;ea-God, I dur&s;t &s;wim.</L>
<L>If &s;ometimes with long toyle my &s;trength &s;o faile,</L>
<L>That through the deep I &s;carce my armes can traile,</L>
<L>VVhen I &s;ay to them, work but now apace,</L>
<L>And you anon &s;hall my Loves neck imbrace:</L>
<L>Grow'n fre&s;h they &s;top not, till the Crown be won,</L>
<L>Like hor&s;e that from th' (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.R">^r</REF>) <HI>Olympick</HI> barriers run.</L>
<L>The Torch thou hold'&s;t to light me, that's my &s;tar,</L>
<L>And thou, a beauty worthyer heav'n by far:</L>
<L>VVorthy of Heav'n, but on Earth pr'y thee &s;tay,</L>
<L>Vnle&s;s to heaven thou can&s;t &s;hew me the way.</L>
<L><PB REF="43">Here thou art mine, but in a moment lo&s;t,</L>
<L>And when the &s;eas are vext, my mind is to&s;t;</L>
<L>That th'Ocean parts us not, to me what good?</L>
<L>As much I'me parted by this narrow flood&punc;</L>
<L>Twere better (&s;ure) for me, could I remove</L>
<L>As far as Earth's wide from my hope and love.</L>
<L>Now at this nearne&s;s nearer flames annoy,</L>
<L>The &s;ub&s;tance &s;eldome, hope J &s;till enjoy:</L>
<L>I almo&s;t reach my Love, I am &s;o neare&punc;</L>
<L>Yet this, alas, in &s;ighes hath co&s;t me deare;</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.S">^s</REF>) To hope, what's that, but to catch fruit that &s;lips</L>
<L>My hand, and water gliding through my lips!</L>
<L>Now when the &s;ea is pleas'd we meet, and me</L>
<L>No winter in thy arms mu&s;t happy &s;ee.</L>
<L>Though &s;ea and wind all con&s;tancy defie,</L>
<L>Yet on the &s;ea and wind my hopes rely.</L>
<L>'Tis &s;ummer, How, when (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.T">^t</REF>) <HI>Charles,</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.U">^u</REF>) the <HI>Pleiades,</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.U">^u</REF>) <HI>Kid</HI></L>
<L>And Sea &s;hall meet, our meeting to forbid.</L>
<L>Either I do not mine own ra&s;hne&s;&s;e know,</L>
<L>Or me upon the waves Love then will throw:</L>
<L>But lea&s;t you think my promi&s;e keeps aloofe</L>
<L>And takes long day, Ile give a pre&s;ent proofe.</L>
<L>Let but the &s;ea thus rage a few nights more,</L>
<L>Ile try if &s;ullen waves will pa&s;&s;e me o're.</L>
<L>A happy boldne&s;s &s;hall my venture crown,</L>
<L><PB REF="44">Or me my Love and Cares together drown&punc;</L>
<L>Yet I do wi&s;h I may be wrack't, where you</L>
<L>My mangled body and torne limbs may veiw;</L>
<L>For you will weepe and touch the Corp&s;e and cry</L>
<L>The cau&s;e of poore <HI>Leanders</HI> death am J.</L>
<L>But 'tis not well thus to fore-&s;peak my end,</L>
<L>And here perhaps my letter may offend;</L>
<L>From this part therefore thy &s;ad eye decline,</L>
<L>And for a calme &s;ea, joyne thy prayer too mine.</L>
<L>Till into thy &s;weet harbour I have &s;wumme,</L>
<L>VVe need a &s;hort calme, then let winter come.</L>
<L>That Port did nature for my &s;hip provide,</L>
<L>'Tis there that &s;afe&s;t I at anchor ride.</L>
<L>Let <HI>Boreas</HI> &s;top me there, where &s;tay is &s;weet,</L>
<L>Then I'le &s;wim &s;lowly, then i'le be di&s;creet.</L>
<L>Nor on the &s;ea, that heares not, will I raile,</L>
<L>Nor the unkindne&s;&s;e of the sky bewaile.</L>
<L>Me let the wind and thy &s;oft armes delay,</L>
<L>Let tho&s;e be the two cau&s;es of my &s;tay.</L>
<L>Yet &s;pight of winter I will &s;wim the deep,</L>
<L>Only do thou thy Torch &s;till lighted keep.</L>
<L>&punc;Meane while, thy Bed-fellow my Letter make,</L>
<L>VVhich 'tis my wi&s;h I &s;oon may overtake.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="endnotes">
<PB REF="44">
<HEAD>Annotations upon <HI>Leanders</HI> Letter to <HI>HERO.</HI></HEAD>
<P ID="WM3134.4.A">^a <HI>BOreas</HI>] &s;o the North-wind was cal|led, from his <HI>loud</HI> and <HI>torrent-like noi&s;e,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">&punc; He is fained by the Po&euml;ts, to be &s;onne to the River <HI>Strymon,</HI> and that falling in love with <HI>Orythia,</HI> Daughter to the King of <HI>Athens, Eric|thonius;</HI> he made his &s;uit for the <HI>Royall a&s;|&s;ent,</HI> but meeting with an <HI>ab&s;olute denyall,</HI> the violent <HI>Boreas</HI> caught up the Prin|ce&s;&s;e, and carryed her into <HI>Thrace,</HI> where he had i&s;&s;ue by her, two <HI>winged</HI> &s;onnes, <HI>Zete</HI> and <HI>Calais,</HI> that went the voyage to <HI>Cholchis</HI> with <HI>Ja&s;on,</HI> and free'd their bro|ther-in-law King <HI>Phineus</HI> of the <HI>Harpyes,</HI> tho&s;e woman-faced vultures, that were &s;o noy&s;ome to his Palace. Of this &s;tory
<PB REF="45">
of the <HI>Athaenian Nymph</HI> (&s;o <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> calls <HI>Orythia) Leander</HI> remembers <HI>Boreas</HI> even while he blowes to &s;inke him, <GAP DESC="foreign">. And <HI>Boreas</HI> of <HI>Orythia</HI> put in mind.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.B">[^b] <HI>Aeolus</HI>] Monarch of the Windes, &s;onne to <HI>Jupiter</HI> and <HI>Serge&s;ta</HI> [or <HI>Ace&s;ta</HI>] Daughter of the <HI>Trojan Hippotas,</HI> whence <HI>Ovid, Metam lib.</HI> 1. calls him <HI>Aeolus Hip|potades, that impri&s;ons the Windes.</HI> The manner of their impri&s;onment <HI>Juvenal</HI> de&s;cribes <HI>Sat.</HI> 5.<Q><L>&mdash;Nam cum &s;e continet <HI>Au&s;ter</HI></L>
<L>Dum &s;edet, &amp; &s;iccat madidas in carcere penna<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">&punc; <HI>Charybdim</HI></L>
<L>Contemnunt mediam temeraria ligna </L></Q><Q><L>&mdash;For when the <HI>South-wind</HI> waites</L>
<L>A Pris'ner, and his dewy feathers dryes,</L>
<L><HI>Charybdis</HI> our bold Fi&s;hermen de&s;pi&s;e.</L></Q> <HI>Pliny Hist. Nat. lib.</HI> 3. delivers <HI>Aeolus</HI> to be &s;on unto <HI>Heleneus</HI> and that reigning in the <HI>Vulcanian</HI> or <HI>Aeolian Iles</HI> he was cal|led
<PB REF="45">
<HI>King</HI> of the <HI>Windes,</HI> becau&s;e he fore|told by the flying of the <HI>&s;moake</HI> and <HI>Clouds</HI> what quarters the Wind would change to. <HI>Diod. Siculus</HI> &s;ayes hee got this knowledge by the <HI>Starres. Strabo,</HI> that it came by the ebbing and flowing of the <HI>Sea.</HI> The <HI>Poetick part</HI> of his &s;tory is thus <HI>moralized. Aeolus</HI> is a <HI>prudent man,</HI> that knowes how to moderate his <HI>Pa&s;sions</HI> and can (according to the pre|&s;ent <HI>time</HI> and <HI>bu&s;ine&s;&s;e) faine</HI> anger or <HI>di&s;|&s;emble</HI> it, for that is, to <HI>impri&s;on</HI> or <HI>in|large</HI> the <HI>Windes; Nat. Comes. Mythologiae</HI> lib. 8. cap. 1.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.C">[^c] <HI>Daedalus.</HI>] The <HI>fable</HI> of <HI>Daedalus</HI> [how, to e&s;cape out of the <HI>Labarynth</HI> he made wings for him&s;elfe and his &s;onne <HI>I|carus&punc;</HI> who would not take his coun&s;ell, but ambitiou&s;ly flying at the <HI>Sunne,</HI> fell and was drowned in the <HI>Sea,</HI> named from his mi&s;-fortune the <HI>Ioarian Ocean</HI>] is &s;o knowne a &s;tory, that I &s;hall not trouble you with the relation, but if any have not yet read it, I referre him from <HI>Ovid</HI> here, to <HI>Ovid</HI> in his <HI>Metamorph</HI> [as I re|member] <HI>lib.</HI> 8. That <HI>Daedalus</HI> was an
<PB REF="46">
<HI>Athenian,</HI> we have <HI>Juvenal's</HI> authority <HI>Sat.</HI> 3.<Q><L>Ad&s;ummam, non <HI>Maurus</HI> erat, nec <HI>Sarmata,</HI> nec <HI>Thrax</HI></L>
<L>Qui &s;ump&s;it pennas, medijs &s;ednatus <HI>Athenis.</HI></L></Q>
<Q><L>In &s;hort, <HI>wings</HI> were not by a <HI>Thracian</HI> worn,</L>
<L><HI>Tartar,</HI> or <HI>Moore,</HI> but one at <HI>Athens</HI> borne.</L></Q> This rare Mechanick [<HI>Daedalus</HI>] in|vented the Saw, the Plane, the Levell, the Wimble, Glew and Mortar, Saile|yards and <HI>Sailes,</HI> which for their &s;wift|ne&s;s, and becau&s;e the Wind tran&s;ports them, being called <HI>Wings</HI> by the Poets, occa&s;ioned the tale of his <HI>flying</HI> in the <HI>ayre&punc;</HI> being onely his <HI>&s;ayling</HI> on the <HI>Sea;</HI> where he <HI>alighted,</HI> that is, <HI>landed, Umbri|cius</HI> in the &s;aid 3. <HI>Sat.</HI> tells us, who re|moving from <HI>Rome</HI> to <HI>Cuma</HI> &s;ayes<Q><L>I meane to goe and &s;ettle in that Towne,</L>
<L>Where <HI>Daedalus</HI> his <HI>weary'd wings</HI> layd downe.</L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.D">[^d] <HI>Latmian</HI> hill] to the toppe of the hill <HI>Latmus</HI> in <HI>Caria (&s;i Graecia vera</HI>) if
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you credit the <HI>Greeke Poets,</HI> the <HI>Moone</HI> de|&s;cended to ki&s;&s;e <HI>Endymion</HI> (&s;ometimes fa|vorite to <HI>Jove</HI>) awaking him from the <HI>long &s;leepe</HI> to which <HI>Jupiter</HI> had condem|ned him, out of a jealou&s;ie that <HI>Juno</HI> in|tended to make him her Favourite too. <HI>Apolon.</HI> lib. 4. <HI>Argonaut.</HI> tells us, <HI>Endy|mion</HI> was a great <HI>Mathematician,</HI> that by his judgement in <HI>Astrology</HI> found out the cour&s;e of the <HI>Moon,</HI> for which hee was intitled the <HI>Beloved</HI> of the <HI>Moone.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.E">[^e] <HI>Cynthia</HI>] an Attribute given to the <HI>Moone</HI> from <HI>Cynthus,</HI> a Mountaine in the I&s;le of <HI>Delos,</HI> where <HI>Latona</HI> was deli|vered of her <HI>Twinnes, Diana</HI> and <HI>Apollo.</HI> Virg. <HI>lib.</HI> 2. Aeneid.<Q>Qualis in <HI>Eurotae</HI> ripis, aut per juga <HI>Cynthi</HI> Excercet <HI>DIANA</HI> Choros.</Q>
<Q>As on <HI>Eurota's</HI> banks, or <HI>Cynthus</HI> top <HI>DIANA</HI> dances.</Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.F">(^f) The <HI>Halcyons</HI>] The birds we call the <HI>Kings-Fi&s;hers,</HI> never &s;eene at Sea but
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in a Calme of fourteene dayes, &s;eaven of which &s;he layes in, and in the other 7. hatches her Egges. Whence <HI>peaceable times</HI> are titled <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Halcyon dayes.</HI> And therefore <HI>Ovid</HI> in this place de&s;cribing the <HI>&s;mooth Sea</HI> favouring the fir&s;t <HI>Love-voyage,</HI> elegantly mentions the <HI>&s;inging</HI> of the <HI>Halcyons,</HI> which <HI>Ari&s;totle</HI> confirmes <GAP DESC="foreign">. They are (accord|ing to <HI>Po&euml;tick Herauldry</HI>) the <HI>I&s;&s;ue</HI> of that <HI>Halcyon</HI> that <HI>Hero</HI> in her <HI>An&s;wer</HI> tells <HI>Nep|tune</HI> of, by whom he had a daughter of that name marryed to KING <HI>Ceyx,</HI> who would needs (much again&s;t his <HI>Wife's</HI> mind) make a voyage to the <HI>Oracle</HI> at <HI>Delphos,</HI> to know what judgment of the gods his <HI>hou&s;e</HI> de&s;erved that his <HI>brother</HI> had beene turned into a <HI>Go&s;&s;e-Hawke,</HI> but meeting with a <HI>&s;torme</HI> in the <HI>Aegean Sea,</HI> he and &s;hip were &s;unke. Poore <HI>Halcyons</HI> dreames that he was drowned, and in the morning going, as &s;hee u&s;ed to doe, to the Port where the King tooke &s;hipping, &s;he &s;ees a thing floating on the Sea, which coming &s;till nearer, at la&s;t &s;he knew it to <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">e her husbands <HI>Corp&s;e,</HI> and running upon
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the waves to embrace it, the <HI>Gods</HI> in pity metamorpho&s;ed her into a <HI>Kings-Fi&s;her,</HI> immediately flying to the body, &s;he ki&s;&s;ed it, and <HI>Ceyx</HI> with that <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 word"> was likewi&s;e turned into a <HI>Halcyon.</HI> See <HI>Ovid.</HI> lib. 11. <HI>Met.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.G">(^g) <HI>Tython</HI>] The happie&s;t <HI>Old man</HI> that ever I heard of, being in his Gray-Haires ravi&s;hed to heaven by the <HI>young Godde&s;&s;e Aurora,</HI> 'tis fabled by the <HI>Poets</HI> that &s;he fir&s;t carryed him in her Chariot into <HI>Aethiopia,</HI> where he had <HI>Memnon</HI> by <HI>Aurora.</HI> Of whom <HI>Ovid</HI> makes <HI>Sapho</HI> jealous, that &s;he had catcht up him for <HI>Cephalus, Ovid</HI> in <HI>Sapho.</HI><Q><L>Hunc ne pro <HI>Cephalo</HI> raperes Aurora timebam,</L>
<L>Et faceres: &s;ed te prima rapina tenet.</L></Q>
<Q><L><HI>This Cephalus</HI> I fear'd <HI>Aurora</HI> thou</L>
<L>Would&s;t &s;teale: th&punc; had&s;t done't, but <HI>Tithon</HI> watches now.</L></Q> La&s;tly, the Poets (that can doe any thing) turne <HI>Tython</HI> into a <HI>Gra&s;&s;e-Hopper,</HI> Ovid. <HI>lib.</HI> 9. which &s;ome of them &s;ay
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came by the griefe he conceived for his &s;onne <HI>Memnon's</HI> death, for whom he &s;till cryes, to the trouble of his hearers. But <HI>Horace</HI> attributes his con&s;umption to tho&s;e infinite yeares that his Cele&s;tiall Wife by her pretious balme cau&s;ed him to live,<Q>Longa <HI>Tithonum</HI> minuit &s;enectus</Q>
<Q>His old age &s;hrunk up <HI>Tithon.</HI></Q> The ground of the&s;e Fictions, was the long life of <HI>Tithon,</HI> continued by his ri|&s;ing with the Day-breake, which <HI>Aurora</HI> &s;ignifies, who with her <HI>morning-deaw,</HI> gave him per&s;piration and kept him long in health. Let the youth that hope to be Old, follow this Pre&s;ident, and &s;pend the early day in <HI>bu&s;ine&s;s:</HI> while they that are regardle&s;&s;e of their future health, con|&s;ume the Morning and them&s;elves in <HI>&s;leepe.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.H">(^h)&punc; Virgin-Sea] the Straites dividing <HI>Europe</HI> and <HI>A&s;ia,</HI> named the <HI>Helle&s;-pont,</HI> be|cau&s;e the Virgin-Prince&s;&s;e <HI>Helle</HI> was there drownd by a fall from the <HI>golden Ramme,</HI>
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on which &s;hee rid behind her brother <HI>Phryxus.</HI> The occa&s;ion of their <HI>journey</HI> through the Sea (for I cannot call it a <HI>voyage</HI>) was this. The&s;e two being the Children of <HI>Athamas</HI> King of <HI>Thebes</HI> by <HI>Nephele;</HI> the King after her decea&s;e mar|rying <HI>Jno,</HI> Nur&s;e to <HI>Bacchus, &s;he like</HI> a true &s;tep-mother and one that had the tongue of a <HI>Nur&s;e,</HI> continually night and day filled the King's eares with railing at <HI>Phryxus</HI> and <HI>Helle;</HI> to avoyd this torment to him&s;elfe, and the danger of her &s;pleen to his <HI>Children,</HI> the good Old man deli|vered to them the <HI>Ramme,</HI> who&s;e <HI>Fleece</HI> was <HI>Gold;</HI> on which he a&s;&s;ured them, they might ride &s;afely through the Sea, and plant them&s;elves out of the reach of their Mother in law: for which <HI>Juno</HI> &s;ent the furies to him, that &s;o po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ed him, as that <HI>Ino</HI> comming in with her two &s;onnes <HI>Learchus</HI> and <HI>Melicertes,</HI> he imagi|ned his Wife to bee a <HI>Lione&s;&s;e,</HI> and the <HI>boyes</HI> her <HI>Whelps,</HI> and catching up <HI>Lear|chus,</HI> &s;wung him (as <HI>Ovid</HI> hath it rarely, <HI>Met. lib.</HI> 4.) twice or thrice about his head, and then knockt out his braines, at
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which <HI>Ino</HI> tooke a fright, and running with little <HI>Milicertes</HI> in her armes to the Rock <HI>Leucothea,</HI> ca&s;t her &s;elfe into the Sea together with the Child, both metamor|pho&s;ed by the compa&s;&s;ionate <HI>Gods;</HI> &s;he in|to a <HI>Sea-nymph</HI> named of the rock <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>Leucothea,</HI> the white Nymph; the Latin calls her <HI>Matuta,</HI> the <HI>Dawning:</HI> and <HI>Meli|certes</HI> into a Sea-god, called by the <HI>Greeks</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Palaemon, P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">tron</HI> of the <HI>Ports&punc;</HI> which the <HI>Romans</HI> called <HI>Portunus.</HI> See <HI>Natal. Com.</HI> lib. 8. cap. 4.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.I">(^i) <HI>Phryxus</HI>] who having lo&s;t his Si|&s;ter <HI>Helle</HI> in the Straites betwixt <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and <HI>Abydos,</HI> pa&s;&s;ed &s;afely through the <HI>Propon|tick</HI> and <HI>Pontick &s;ea,</HI> and <HI>alighting</HI> at <HI>Col|chis</HI> &s;acrificed the <HI>golden Ramme</HI> (that bore him) to <HI>Mars,</HI> and hung up his <HI>fleece</HI> in the <HI>Temple,</HI> where it was religiou&s;ly pre&s;erved, till <HI>Ia&s;on &s;tole</HI> it; for how ever the <HI>Greeks</HI> gloryed in it as a <HI>Conque&s;t,</HI> the hone&s;t <HI>Roman, Iuvenall,</HI> termes it plaine <HI>theft.</HI> Sat. 1.<Q>&mdash;<HI>&V;nde alius</HI> furtivae <HI>devehat aurum pelliculae.</HI></Q>
<Q>What <HI>Thiefe</HI> obtain'd The <HI>Golden-Fleece.</HI></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.K"><PB REF="49">(^k) <HI>Charles-waine</HI>] So the Engli&s;h name the <HI>Constellation</HI> of the <HI>greater Ar|ctos</HI> or <HI>Beare,</HI> the <HI>Graecians</HI> call it <HI>Helice</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, becau&s;e it <HI>turnes</HI> about the Pole. Betwixt the Pole and the great Beare lyes <HI>Cyno&s;ura,</HI> or the <HI>le&s;ser Beare,</HI> of both which Con&s;tellations <HI>Ovid</HI> in his <HI>Fastis</HI> writes &s;o con&s;onant to him&s;elfe in this place, that it were a madne&s;&s;e to &s;u&s;|pect that <HI>Booke</HI> and this <HI>Epi&s;tle</HI> could bee writ by &s;everall hands; but if you thinke me partiall, be your &s;elves the Iudges.<Q><L>E&s;&s;e duas <HI>Arctos,</HI> quarum <HI>Cyno&s;ura</HI> petatur&punc;</L>
<L><HI>Sydonijs, Helicen Graeca</HI> carina note<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Two <HI>Beares</HI> there are, <HI>Sydonian Sea-men</HI> u&s;e</L>
<L><HI>Cyno&s;ure, Helice</HI> the <HI>Greeke</HI> Pilot viewes.</L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.L">(^l) <HI>Andromeda</HI>] [or <HI>Andromede</HI>] Daughter to <HI>Cepheus</HI> and <HI>Ca&s;siopea</HI> King and Queene of <HI>Aethiopia,</HI> in revenge of who&s;e pride (for the Queen had com|pared her &s;elfe with the beauties of the Sea) as the Prince&s;&s;e <HI>Andromeda</HI> was walking to take the ayre by the Sea-&s;ide,
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the Nymphs catcht her, and chaining her to a rock, left her to be devoured by the Sea-mon&s;ters, but &s;he was de&s;tined to better fortune, <HI>Propertius,</HI> lib. 1.<Q><L><HI>And romede</HI> mon&s;tris fuer at devorata marinis,</L>
<L>Hac eadem Per&s;i nobilis uxor erat.</L></Q>
<Q><L>For <HI>Whales</HI> to eate, <HI>Andromeda</HI> was tyed,</L>
<L>But freed by <HI>Per&s;eus,</HI> prov'd his noble bride&punc;</L></Q> But to be re&s;cued by, and marryed to <HI>Per&s;eus</HI> was only the fortune &s;he <HI>lived</HI> to, for &s;he <HI>dyed</HI> to a farre nobler fate, being by <HI>Minerva's</HI> &s;peciall favour, received in|to the number of the <HI>Starres,</HI> where &s;he now &s;hines in the North-part of <HI>Pi&s;ces.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.M">(^m) The bright Crown] <HI>Virg.</HI> lib. 1. <HI>Georg.</HI> calls it the <HI>Gno&s;sian Crowne,</HI> of <HI>Gno&s;&s;os</HI> the City where <HI>Ariadne's</HI> Father <HI>Minos</HI> kept his Court, this Crowne (no<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"> a Con&s;tellation, jewelled with &s;eaven &s;parkling Starres) was a pre&s;ent made to <HI>Ariadne</HI> by her &s;ervant <HI>Bacchus,</HI> who fell enamoured of her in the I&s;le of <HI>Naxos,</HI> where &s;he was left to her fortune, by the
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ingratefull <HI>The&s;eus,</HI> delivered by the gui|dance of her clew out of her Father's Labyrinth, where he was to be devoured by the <HI>Minotaur,</HI> halfe man, halfe bull, the mon&s;trous i&s;&s;ue of her mother Queen <HI>Pa&s;iphae,</HI> which &s;he had conceived in a <HI>Cow</HI> of Wood, made her by the rare Workeman <HI>Daedalus,</HI> to &s;atisfie her long|ings for a <HI>Bull.</HI> A prodigious &s;tory, made out of the <HI>Clinch</HI> or <HI>equivocall &s;ig|nification</HI> of a word, as you &s;hall heare in the Hi&s;tory it &s;elfe, whereof we have the truth in <HI>Plutarch's The&s;eus;</HI> Where hee tells us, that <HI>Androgeus</HI> the &s;on of <HI>Minos</HI> being reported to be murthered in <HI>Attica, Minos</HI> in revenge, made warre upon the the &s;igniory of <HI>Athens</HI> by the <HI>&s;word,</HI> and the Gods by <HI>Famine</HI> and <HI>Pestilence;</HI> the very <HI>Rivers</HI> being dryed up. But when the <HI>Oracle</HI> had in&s;tructed them, that the way <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">o be reconciled to the <HI>Gods</HI> was fir&s;t to give &s;atisfaction to <HI>Minos,</HI> they made their peace with him for a <HI>yearely Tribute</HI> of &s;ea|ven young Boyes, and as many Girles, to continue for nine yeares. Thus farre (he &s;ayes) all Authors agree. But that <HI>Philo|choros</HI>
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&s;ayes the <HI>Cretans</HI> ab&s;olutely deny the mon&s;trous Fable. The <HI>Labyrinth</HI> they affirm to be the <HI>Pri&s;on</HI> the Children were kept in, which had no other Ill in it, but that it lockt them up &s;afe; and that <HI>Minos,</HI> (ordaining <HI>Warlike exerci&s;es</HI> in memory of <HI>Androgeus,</HI>) gave the <HI>Athaenian</HI> pri&s;oners to him that had the <HI>Victory,</HI> which fell &s;ucce&s;&s;ively the two fir&s;t yeares to a Commander greatly favoured by the King, one <HI>Tauros,</HI> who&s;e name &s;ignifying a <HI>Bull,</HI> and his <HI>har&s;h nature</HI> agreeing with his name (for he u&s;ed the children proud|ly and cruelly) gave hint for the horrid tale of the <HI>Minotaur;</HI> a word compoun|ded out of <HI>Minos</HI> and <HI>Tauros,</HI> and &s;et forth by <HI>Euripides,</HI> to be a <HI>mon&s;trous birth of the mixt nature of a man and Bull;</HI> but 'tis <HI>Ari&s;totles</HI> opinion, that the Boyes were not &s;laine, but lived to bee old &s;laves a|mong the <HI>Cretans.</HI> Thus a great Prince and one of the ju&s;te&s;t and Noble&s;t <HI>Legi&s;|lators</HI> was reported to be made Cuckold by a Bull, and likewi&s;e &s;aid to be a Iudge in Hell, meerly for incurring the di&s;plea|&s;ure of the <HI>Univer&s;ity</HI> of <HI>Athens.</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">
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<GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>and indeed</HI> (&s;ayes <HI>Plutarch) 'tis a &s;ad misfortune, to incurr the enmity of a Towne, that hath the command of language and the Mu&s;es.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.N">(^n) She] <HI>Cali&s;to</HI> Daughter to <HI>Lycaon</HI> King of <HI>Arcadia,</HI> one of the Mayds of honour to <HI>Diana,</HI> deceived by <HI>Iupiter</HI> coming to her in the <HI>forme</HI> of her <HI>chast Mistre&s;&s;e,</HI> like tho&s;e Philo&s;ophers <HI>Iuvenal</HI> mentions, <HI>Sat.</HI> 2. that di&s;gui&s;ed <HI>lu&s;t.</HI> in the <HI>figure</HI> of <HI>Mode&s;ty;</HI> but poore <HI>Calisto</HI> might cry out as the <HI>Satyri&s;t</HI> does there,<Q>Frontis nulla fides&mdash;</Q>
<Q>No tru&s;t to Faces.&mdash;</Q> For <HI>Diana&punc;</HI> fac'd <HI>Jove</HI> over&punc; ma&s;tered her (See <HI>Ovid.</HI> lib. <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">.) and had <HI>Arcas</HI> by her, who gave his name to that much fa|med Country of <HI>Arcadia.</HI> But though the Prince&s;&s;e <HI>Calisto</HI> &s;uffer'd a kind of ba|ni&s;hment, wandring in the woods, yet was not <HI>Iuno</HI> &s;o appea&s;ed, but changed her beauty into the <HI>ugly &s;hape</HI> of a <HI>Beare:</HI> but good-natur'd <HI>Jupiter</HI> tooke up that <HI>Beare</HI> with him to heaven, and fix'd it there a <HI>Con&s;tellation</HI> in the <HI>cold Pole,</HI> as <HI>Ovid</HI> tels
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us, only her pawes are a little without the <HI>Artick Circle, Propertius,</HI> l. 2.<Q><L><HI>Cali&s;to, Arcadicos</HI> erraverat <HI>Vr&s;a</HI> per agros</L>
<L>Haec nocturna &s;uo fidere vela regit.</L></Q>
<Q><L><HI>Cali&s;to,</HI> once th' <HI>Arcadian</HI> wandring <HI>Beare,</HI></L>
<L>Now <HI>guides</HI> night-&s;aylers, in her heavenly &s;pheare,</L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.O">(^o) All the <HI>Pontick</HI> &s;eas] that is, the <HI>Helle&s;pontick, Propontick,</HI> and <HI>Pontick:</HI> through all which <HI>Ia&s;ons</HI> &s;hip (the <HI>Argo</HI>) &s;ayled to <HI>Colchis,</HI> hee being taught by King <HI>Phineus</HI> how to pa&s;&s;e the <HI>Thraci|an Bo&s;phorus,</HI> the <HI>Straits</HI> that open into the <HI>Pontick</HI> or <HI>Euxine</HI> &s;ea, in which pa&s;|&s;age <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> told the <HI>Phaeacks</HI> that the <HI>Cyan rocks</HI> meet. This <HI>Argo</HI> was built of <HI>Pro|phetick wood</HI> that grew in <HI>Dodona's</HI> vocall Forre&s;t, by <HI>Argos</HI> a rare workman, who the Poets &s;ay, received in&s;tructions for the Modell of her, from the Godde&s;&s;e <HI>Minerva. Horace,</HI><Q><L>&mdash;ad charum <HI>Tritonia</HI> devolat <HI>Argum,</HI></L>
<L>Molire hunc puppem jubet &amp; demittere ferro.</L></Q>
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<L>&mdash;to her freind <HI>Argos Pallas</HI> flyes,</L>
<L>Bids him hew timber and a Ship devi&s;e.</L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.P">(^p) <HI>Palaemon</HI>] (&s;ee letter^h&punc;) Some &s;ay <HI>The&s;eus</HI> in&s;tituted the <HI>Isthmian games</HI> in honour of <HI>Palaemon;</HI> but I think they are as much out in their conjectures, as hee that takes the <HI>Eve</HI> for the <HI>Feast-day,</HI> for the <HI>Isthmian games</HI> were con&s;ecrated to <HI>Neptune</HI> by <HI>The&s;eus,</HI> and were the &s;olem|nity of the <HI>day:</HI> tho&s;e <HI>little &s;ports</HI> he or|dained in the memory of <HI>Palaemon,</HI> being done in the <HI>night,</HI> and only u&s;hering in the other, &s;ee <HI>Plutarch.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.Q">(^q) Him] <HI>Glaucus,</HI> a fi&s;her-man, who drawing his nets, and tumbling down his fi&s;h upon the &s;hore, wondered to &s;ee &s;ome of them bound back into the &s;ea, as if they had got wings: and marking the re&s;t more narrowly, found the cau&s;e thereof to be in the rare quality of an <HI>herbe</HI> wher|on they nibled; this put him into a longing to ta&s;t it too, which he had no &s;ooner done, but away he bounced after them into the &s;ea, and was made the <HI>&s;ea-God</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, or the colour <HI>Green</HI> drawing upon <HI>White.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.R"><PB REF="53">(^r) <HI>Olympick</HI> barriers] <HI>Hercules</HI> was the Founder of the <HI>Olympick games</HI> dedica|ted to <HI>Iupiter,</HI> in imitation whereof, <HI>The&s;e|us</HI> brought in the above-named <HI>I&s;thmian</HI> exerci&s;es, celebrated in honour of <HI>Nep|tune,</HI> he that won the <HI>Olympick</HI> Chariot|race or foot-race, was Crowned with <HI>Olive,</HI> the Conqueror in the <HI>Isthiman</HI> games with <HI>Pine.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.S">(^&s;) To hope] <HI>Ovid</HI> points you to the fable of <HI>Tantalus,</HI> the perfect <HI>Hyrogliphick</HI> of <HI>bare Hope;</HI> for the Poets &s;ay, he &s;tands in the water with fruit bobbing at his lips, the water complementing with his thir&s;t, ready to enter his mouth, and yet is never the nearer to his meat or drink.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.T">(^t) <HI>Charles] Arcas,</HI> &s;on to <HI>Calisto</HI> by <HI>Jupiter,</HI> by other names <HI>Bootes</HI> and <HI>Arcto|phylax,</HI> the Con&s;tellation of the <HI>Carr|man,</HI> whom we &s;ee pictured in the <HI>Cele&s;ti|all Globe</HI> following of the Waine, <HI>terga &s;equentis habet.</HI> Ovid.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.U">(^u) The <HI>Pleiades</HI>] The &s;even Stars that keep the <HI>Bull</HI> from ki&s;&s;ing the <HI>Ramme's Tayle:</HI> their Winter-ri&s;e being much a|bout the time that <HI>Bootes</HI> and the <HI>Goate</HI>
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ri&s;es, when the Sun is in or about <HI>Libra,</HI> and therefore at their appearance <HI>Stormes</HI> may be expected by the Sea-faring men. But in the Spring the <HI>Pleiades</HI> ri&s;ing, &s;igni|fy a faire time for <HI>Sayling,</HI> whence they derive their name <GAP DESC="foreign">. They were daughters to the &s;upporter of the hea|vens, <HI>Atlas,</HI> by the Nymph <HI>Pleione,</HI> their names and fortunes my Author takes no|tice of, l. 4. <HI>Fa&s;t.</HI><Q><L><HI>Pleiades</HI> incipient humeros relevare paternos,</L>
<L>Quae <HI>&s;eptem</HI> dici, <HI>&s;ex</HI> tamen e&s;&s;e &s;olent.</L>
<L>Seu quod in amplexus &s;ex hinc ven&ecirc;re Deorum</L>
<L>Nam <HI>Steropen Marti</HI> conoubui&s;&s;e ferunt.</L>
<L><HI>Neptuno Halcyonem</HI> &amp; to formo&s;a <HI>Celaeno,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Maian</HI> &amp; <HI>Electram Taygetam&abque; Io<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">i.</HI></L>
<L>Septima <HI>mortali Merope</HI> tibi <HI>Sy&s;iphe</HI> nup&s;it,</L>
<L>Paenitet &amp; facti &s;ola pudore latet:</L>
<L>Sive quod <HI>Electrae Trojae</HI> &s;pectare ruinas</L>
<L>Non tulit, ante oculos oppo&s;uit&abque; manum.</L></Q><Q><PB REF="54">
<L>Their <HI>Father's load</HI> the <HI>Pleiades</HI> help to bear,</L>
<L>Accounted <HI>&s;even,</HI> although but <HI>&s;ix</HI> appeare&punc;</L>
<L>Perhaps becau&s;e but <HI>&s;ix</HI> by <HI>Gods</HI> were ki&s;t,</L>
<L>For, they &s;ay, <HI>Sterope</HI> could not <HI>Mars</HI> re&s;i&s;t.</L>
<L><HI>Halcyone</HI> and <HI>Celaeno Neptune</HI> mov'd,</L>
<L><HI>Jove, Maja, Electra</HI> and <HI>Taygeta</HI> lov'd.</L>
<L><HI>Merope</HI> the <HI>&s;eventh</HI> to <HI>Sy&s;iphus</HI> was wed,</L>
<L>A <HI>Man,</HI> and therefore blu&s;hing hides her head.</L>
<L>Perhaps <HI>Electra</HI> her greiv'd eyes retyr'd,</L>
<L>And &s;eren'd them with her hand when <HI>Troy</HI> was fir'd.</L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.4.W">(^w) <HI>Kid</HI>] The <HI>Goate,</HI> with who&s;e Milk <HI>Amalthaea</HI> &s;uckled <HI>Iupiter,</HI> for which &s;er|vice he advanced it into the fellow&s;hip of the <HI>Stars.</HI></P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="part">
<PB REF="54">
<PB REF="55">
<PB REF="55">
<HEAD>HERO TO LEANDER.</HEAD>
<LG>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L>VVHat &s;orrow &s;prings from cro'&s;t delights,</L>
<L>To &s;low <HI>Leander Hero</HI> writes,</L>
<L>And chides his fear, but prayes he will</L>
<L>Of &s;uch a &s;torme bee fearfull &s;till;</L>
<L>So him a storme, no Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e stayes,</L>
<L>A doubt, that Ab&s;ence strives to rai&s;e;</L>
<L>But &s;he knowes&punc; <HI>Neptune</HI> stops her Love&punc;</L>
<L><PB REF="56">For which &s;he does the God reprove:</L>
<L>And the adventrous Youth conjures,</L>
<L>Untill his hope a Calme &s;ecures,</L>
<L>That he will not him&s;elfe ingage;</L>
<L>Becau&s;e her fears his fate pre&s;age.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>THe health <HI>Leander,</HI> thou ha&s;t &s;ent me home</L>
<L>In <HI>words,</HI> if thou wilt make it <HI>reall,</HI> come.</L>
<L>All &s;top of joyes to me will mortall prove,</L>
<L>Excu&s;e this Truth, a <HI>pa&s;&s;ion</HI> &s;wayes my <HI>Love.</HI></L>
<L>Our flames are equall, but our &s;trengths not &s;o,</L>
<L>Sure Men their cro&s;&s;es better undergo.</L>
<L>As our &s;ex tender, &s;o our minds are weake,</L>
<L>Stay a while longer and my heart will breake.</L>
<L>You hunt, you fruitfull husbandry intend,</L>
<L>And tedious time with vary'd plea&s;ure &s;pend&punc;</L>
<L>Buis'ne&s;s detaines you; for the crowned cour&s;e</L>
<L>You 'noint, you manage the rough bounding hor&s;e;</L>
<L>You birds to nets, fi&s;h to the hooke betray:</L>
<L>Get Wine, and drink a &s;erious houre away.</L>
<L>The&s;e &s;uite not me, or could my flame remove,</L>
<L>'Las what remaines for me to do, but love&punc;</L>
<L>What there remains, my only joy, I do,</L>
<L>J love, and more then you imagine too.</L>
<L><PB REF="56">My Nur&s;e and I &s;till talke of thee, I &s;ay</L>
<L>Sure 'tis &s;ome &s;trange occa&s;ion makes him &s;tay.</L>
<L>Or looking on the &s;ea, that wildly raves,</L>
<L>I act thy part, and chide the frantick waves;</L>
<L>Or if their rage a little they re&s;traine,</L>
<L>That you may come, but will not, I complaine;</L>
<L>While in my wounded eyes the tears do &s;tand,</L>
<L>VVhich our old freind wipes with her trembling hand.</L>
<L>I &s;earch the &s;hore too, if thy &s;teps be in't,</L>
<L>As if the fraile &s;and could retaine a print.</L>
<L>That I may write, or heare, I &s;end to know</L>
<L>If any of <HI>ABYDOS</HI> come or go.</L>
<L>'Twere long to tell, how J with ki&s;&s;es weare</L>
<L>The robe, that, &s;wimming back thou leav'&s;t me here.</L>
<L>Thus having &s;pent the day, when friendly night</L>
<L>Hath broke the Sun into a &s;pangled light,</L>
<L>Forthwith upon the Turret we di&s;play</L>
<L>The waking <HI>Torch,</HI> that &s;till directs thy way:</L>
<L>And &s;pinning our round-turning flax the while,</L>
<L>VVe lazy time with female art beguile.</L>
<L>Thou ask'&s;t of what our long di&s;cour&s;e we frame,</L>
<L>My lips breath nothing but <HI>Leander's</HI> name.</L>
<L>Nur&s;e thou beleev'&s;t my Love is now come out,</L>
<L>Js not the hou&s;e &s;till waking? that's <HI>his</HI> doubt.</L>
<L>Do'&s;t thou not think he's going now to &s;wimme?</L>
<L><PB REF="57">And that he hath (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.1">1</REF>) annointed every limbe.</L>
<L>She <HI>nods,</HI> not that &s;he thinks wee'l meet againe,</L>
<L>But &s;leep crawles up and jogs her aged braine.</L>
<L>After a long paw&s;e, now he comes I cry;</L>
<L>And now his &s;low armes put the water by;</L>
<L>And ere my &s;pindle thrice the floore can ki&s;s,</L>
<L>I ask, is he not halfe way o're by this?</L>
<L>Then we looke out, and trembling make our pray'r,</L>
<L>Thou mai&s;t pa&s;&s;e &s;afely with a gentle aire.</L>
<L>Our ears then catch at &s;ounds, and if we hoare</L>
<L>The lea&s;t noi&s;e, we &s;uppo&s;e <HI>Leander</HI> there.</L>
<L>VVhen we have almo&s;t thus deceiv'd the night,</L>
<L>A &s;lumber &s;teales away my wearied &s;ight.</L>
<L>I then &s;leep with thee, how&s;oere unkind,</L>
<L>And thou com'&s;t to me, though again&s;t thy mind.</L>
<L>For now me thinks I &s;ee thee &s;wimming near,</L>
<L>Now thy wet armes upon my &s;houlders beare.</L>
<L>Now, as I us'd to do, on thee I ca&s;t</L>
<L>My Mantle, now my brea&s;t to thine cla&s;p fa&s;t;</L>
<L>VVith much be&s;ides, my tongue mu&s;t not unfold,</L>
<L><HI>That's hand&s;ome done, that is not hand&s;ome told.</HI></L>
<L>Aye me! as fal&s;e as &s;hort the&s;e plea&s;ures prove,</L>
<L>For when I wake, thou ever do'&s;t remove.</L>
<L>Oh may our longings once more firmely meet,</L>
<L>And find the joyes of Love as true as &s;weet!</L>
<L><PB REF="57">So many widdow'd nights a-cold why lay</L>
<L>Thy wife? Slow &s;wimmer, why &s;o oft away?</L>
<L>The &s;ea indeed may <HI>now</HI> a &s;wimmer fright,</L>
<L>But yet a plea&s;ant gale breath'd ye&s;ter night;</L>
<L>Why was &s;o faire a &s;ea&s;on lo&s;t? or how</L>
<L>Slipt this uncaught? why did&s;t not feare till now?</L>
<L>Thou mai&s;t perhaps be with like fortune ble&s;t.</L>
<L>But this was fir&s;t, and doubtle&s;s therefore be&s;t;</L>
<L>But &s;oon the &s;ea will have an alter'd face.</L>
<L>Yet thou ha&s;t &s;wumme it in a le&s;&s;er &s;pace.</L>
<L>Caught with a &s;torme, thou could&s;t not tremble here,</L>
<L>Nor I, embracing thee, could winter feare.</L>
<L>J then &s;hould love to heare a tempe&s;t roare,</L>
<L>And wi&s;h the &s;ea might ne're be quiet more.</L>
<L>Vaine as the &s;ea, whence do the&s;e changes ri&s;e?</L>
<L>Do'&s;t thou now <HI>feare,</HI> what thou did&s;t once <HI>de&s;pi&s;e?</HI></L>
<L>Thou &s;wam'&s;t it, I remember, when as great,</L>
<L>Or not a much le&s;s &s;torme did ruine threat,</L>
<L>While I cry'd to thee, O ra&s;h Youth returne,</L>
<L>Lea&s;t I, alas, thy too much courage mourne.</L>
<L>Whence &s;prings this feare? that courage whether fled?</L>
<L>VVher's the great &s;wimmer that no gulph could dread?</L>
<L>Yet rather be as y'are, then as you were,</L>
<L>And come &s;ecurely when the sky is cleare.</L>
<L>So you continue as (you write) your Love,</L>
<L><PB REF="58">And that great <HI>flame</HI> does not cold <HI>a&s;hes</HI> prove.</L>
<L>For I feare not &s;o much the winds delay,</L>
<L>As that, like to the wind, thy Love &s;hould &s;tray.</L>
<L>And I a trifle of no price be thought,</L>
<L>A poore reward with too much danger bought.</L>
<L>Sometimes I feare, one at <HI>Abydos</HI> born</L>
<L>To owne a <HI>Se&s;tian</HI> wife perhaps may &s;corn.</L>
<L>Yet any thing I rather would endure,</L>
<L>Then that a <HI>Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e</HI> &s;hould thy &s;tay procure;</L>
<L>And thou &s;hould'&s;t dally out this time, embrac'd</L>
<L>In other armes, old love by new defac't.</L>
<L>Oh let me peri&s;h, ere &s;o wounded be,</L>
<L>And may my death prevent that crime in thee:</L>
<L>I &s;peak not this, as knowing thee to blame,</L>
<L>Or as made jealous by the breath of fame;</L>
<L>But I feare all things, for who loves &s;ecure?</L>
<L><HI>The place makes ab&s;ent Lovers never &s;ure.</HI></L>
<L>She's ble&s;t, that by her pre&s;ence, &s;o findes out</L>
<L>True crimes, that &s;he the fal&s;e ones needs not doubt.</L>
<L><HI>Toyes,</HI> as much vex us, as <HI>fear'd wrong</HI> deceives,</L>
<L>Like &s;tings in th'ab&s;ence <HI>either errour</HI> leaves.</L>
<L>VVould thou would&s;t come, or by the winds wert &s;tay'd,</L>
<L>Or Parents, not by a new Love delay'd;</L>
<L>VVhich &s;hould I know, the greife my life would date;</L>
<L>Beleeve it, and thy <HI>&s;in</HI> would be my <HI>fate.</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="58">But &s;in thou wilt not, I in vaine &s;u&s;pect,</L>
<L>Thy coming only is by winter checkt.</L>
<L>VVoes me! what billowes weep upon the &s;hore,</L>
<L>And with what blacks the sky is covered ore!</L>
<L>Sure <HI>Helle's</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.2">2</REF>) Mother to our &s;ea is come,</L>
<L>And poures the&s;e pious teares on her childs tombe;</L>
<L>Or becau&s;e nam'd from <HI>Helle</HI> it hath been,</L>
<L>Her (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.3">3</REF>) <HI>Stepmother</HI> turn'd Sea-nimph, &s;hewes her &s;pleen</L>
<L>Poore women ever by this &s;ea were cro&s;t,</L>
<L>Here <HI>Helle</HI> peri&s;ht, and here I am lo&s;t.</L>
<L>But <HI>Neptune</HI> were thy own flames call'd to mind&punc;</L>
<L>VVe &s;hould me-thinks not &s;uffer by the wind.</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.5">5</REF>) <HI>Amimone,</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.6">6</REF>) <HI>Tyro</HI> for beauty fam'd,</L>
<L>Are of thy faults no fables idly fram'd.</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.7">7</REF>) <HI>Alymon's</HI> child, (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.8">8</REF>) <HI>Halcyone</HI> the faire,</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.9">9</REF>) <HI>Circe; Medu&s;a,</HI> ere Snakes curl'd her haire.</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.11">11</REF>) <HI>Laodice</HI> with Sun-beames on her head,</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.12">12</REF>) <HI>Celaeno,</HI> now a &s;tar; names J have read:</L>
<L>The&s;e and more Beauties, Poets do report</L>
<L>Thy watry Deity found time to court.</L>
<L>Thou that ha&s;t doated on &s;o many a forme,</L>
<L>Can&s;t thou divide poore Lovers with a &s;torme?</L>
<L>Forbeare, &ocirc; cruell! vex a <HI>Maine</HI> more wide,</L>
<L>The&s;e narrow &s;eas two (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.13">13</REF>) parts oth' earth divide&punc;</L>
<L>Thou that art Great, &s;hould'&s;t make great ve&s;&s;els &s;hrink</L>
<L><PB REF="59">Vnder a tempe&s;t, or whole Navies &s;ink.</L>
<L>Fye, the <HI>Seas Deity</HI> a young &s;wimmer fright,</L>
<L>No <HI>Poole</HI> would glory in &s;o poore a &s;pight.</L>
<L>Hee's noble, great his Ance&s;tors have bin,</L>
<L>Yet to (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.14">14</REF>) Sea-cro&s;t <HI>&V;ly&s;ses</HI> he's no kin.</L>
<L>Oh &s;pare us both, he &s;wims, but thou mai&s;t &s;ave</L>
<L>Two Lovers, at the mercy of one wave.</L>
<L>Ju&s;t at the&s;e words the <HI>Torch</HI> (by which I write)</L>
<L>Sparkles, and with good omens glad's our &s;ight.</L>
<L>Nur&s;e on the flame ca&s;ts wine, and vowes &s;he thinks</L>
<L>Strangers will come to morrow, and then drinks.</L>
<L>Be thou the &s;tranger, pa&s;s the conquered Maine,</L>
<L>Thou that do'&s;t in my conquer'd bo&s;ome raigne.</L>
<L>Come fugitive, that ha&s;t from thy colours fled:</L>
<L>Why do I lye ith' middle of the bed?</L>
<L>What art afraid of? thy attempt will plea&s;e</L>
<L>(<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.15">15</REF>) The Sea-born <HI>Venus,</HI> who will calme the &s;eas.</L>
<L>Oft would I come to thee, but that I find</L>
<L>This &s;ea was ever to your &s;ex more kind;</L>
<L><HI>Phryxus</HI> and <HI>Helle</HI> both for <HI>Colchis</HI> bound,</L>
<L>Poore maid, &s;he only in this &s;ea was drown'd.</L>
<L>Perhpas thou fear'&s;t our Ports may &s;hipping lack,</L>
<L>And 'twill be too much trouble to &s;wim back.</L>
<L>Or I will &s;wim, and meet thee halfe the way,</L>
<L>And ki&s;&s;e thee on the &s;urface of the &s;ea:</L>
<L><PB REF="59">Thence back unto our countryes will we go,</L>
<L>Poore comfort, better this then nothing though.</L>
<L>Or would the Mode&s;ty that hides our flame,</L>
<L>And timerous <HI>Love</HI> could but di&s;pen&s;e with <HI>Fame.</HI></L>
<L>Now ill-joyn'd <HI>Feare</HI> and <HI>Love</HI> di&s;tract my brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Which &s;hall I choo&s;e? <HI>that</HI> &s;uits, <HI>this</HI> plea&s;es be&s;t.</L>
<L>When (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.16">16</REF>) <HI>Ja&s;on</HI> landed on the <HI>Colchian</HI> &s;hore,</L>
<L>Forthwith a &s;hipbord he <HI>Medea</HI> bore.</L>
<L>No time at <HI>Lacedaemon</HI> (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.17">17</REF>) <HI>Paris</HI> &s;pent,</L>
<L>But with his prize forthwith to &s;ea he went.</L>
<L>As oft as thou arrive&s;t, thou leav'&s;t thy Love:</L>
<L>And &s;wim'&s;t away, when &s;hips dare hardly move.</L>
<L>But &s;o (thou tamer of a &s;torme) &s;o do,</L>
<L>That &s;corning of the &s;ea, thou feare it too.</L>
<L>Ships built by art, are wrackt upon our &s;hores,</L>
<L>Think'&s;t thou thy armes are &s;tronger then their oares?</L>
<L>What thou do'&s;t <HI>wi&s;h,</HI> to <HI>&s;wim,</HI> that &s;eamen <HI>feare,</HI></L>
<L>That makes &s;o many &s;hips floate, broken here.</L>
<L>Alas, I would <HI>di&s;&s;wade</HI> what I <HI>advi&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>My coun&s;ell let thy &s;tronger &s;oule de&s;pi&s;e.</L>
<L>However come, and thy tyr'd armes, oppre&s;t</L>
<L>With churli&s;h billowes, on my &s;houlders re&s;t.</L>
<L>But &s;till when J he hold the azure flood,</L>
<L>Some horrid in&s;tinct freezes up my blood.</L>
<L>Nor le&s;s ill-fortune boads my <HI>Dreame</HI> la&s;t night,</L>
<L><PB REF="60">Though I to (<REF TARGET="WM3134.5.18">18</REF>) purge it mi&s;s'd no <HI>holy rite.</HI></L>
<L>For when, neare day-breake, the Torch &s;leepy grew,</L>
<L>About the very houre that dreames prove true;</L>
<L>My di&s;taffe from my hand (with &s;leep now dead)</L>
<L>Fell down, and on my pillow dropt my head.</L>
<L>And in my &s;leep a <HI>Dolphin</HI> I did &s;ee</L>
<L>To&s;s'd on the waves, &s;till making towards mee:</L>
<L>But on the &s;and when the poore thing was ca&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Water</HI> and <HI>life</HI> from it together pa&s;t.</L>
<L>Be what it will, I feare; nor &s;light my dreame,</L>
<L>Nor venture thou, but on a friendly &s;treame.</L>
<L>Feare, if not for thy &s;elfe, yet for thy Wife,</L>
<L>That lives but in the &s;afety of thy life.</L>
<L>But broken Billowes hope of peace pre&s;ent,</L>
<L>Cut thou the &s;mooth waves when the &s;torme is &s;pent.</L>
<L>Meane time, till thou to &s;wim ha&s;t open &s;eas,</L>
<L>Thy hatefull &s;tay let the&s;e my lines appea&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="endnotes">
<PB REF="60">
<HEAD>Annotations upon <HI>HERO'S</HI> Letter TO <HI>LEANDER.</HI></HEAD>
<P ID="WM3134.5.1">(1 Annointed] <HI>Leander</HI> (it appeares) was twice nointed. Fir&s;t, at his going into the water, with plaine oyle of <HI>Olive.</HI><Q><L>Iamne fuas humeris illum deponere ve&s;tes?</L>
<L>Tingere jam pingui <HI>Pallade</HI> membra putes?</L></Q><Q><L>Do'&s;t thou not thinke he&punc;s going now to &s;wim&punc;</L>
<L>And that he hath annointed every <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 word">?</L></Q> The &s;econd time, the faire <HI>Hero</HI> at his arrivall, <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>nointed his body,</HI> but
<PB REF="61">
how? <GAP DESC="foreign"> -<HI>with fragrant oyle of Ro&s;es- <GAP DESC="foreign"> -that extingui&s;h|ed the ful&s;ome &s;mell,</HI> &s;o <HI>Mu&s;aeus;</HI> thus I.<Q><L>And nointed him with Ro&s;es, that con&s;um'd</L>
<L>The offen&s;ive &s;mell, and left him all perfum'd.</L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.2">(2) <HI>Helle's</HI> Mother] <HI>Nephele</HI> wife to King <HI>Athamas,</HI> (&s;ee letter<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.H">^h</REF>.) who being turn'd into a Sea-Nymph, is very happi|ly fancy'd by <HI>Ovid</HI> to vi&s;it her daughters watry Sepulcher; and weeping is no le&s;s proper to her, the Greek word <GAP DESC="foreign"> &s;ig|nifying a <HI>weeping Cloud.</HI> Nor do I doubt, but the Poet would have mentioned a vi&s;it from her father, whom he Meta|morpho&s;ed into a River, but that hee thinks it not agreeable to <HI>Hero's</HI> mode&s;ty to <HI>talke</HI> of <HI>men,</HI> nor with the Maxim's of her &s;ex, to beleeve that a <HI>Man</HI> can love &s;o con&s;tantly and pa&s;&s;ionately as a <HI>Wo|man.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.3">(3) Her Stepmother] <HI>Ino,</HI> of whom in the letter (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.H">^h</REF>)</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.5">(5) <HI>Amimone] Danaus's</HI> daughter, a Huntre&s;s; and while &s;he u&s;ed exerci&s;e
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and action (<HI>Diana's</HI> great <HI>Antidote</HI> again&s;t the <HI>Philters</HI> of <HI>Venus</HI>) &s;o &s;evere a puni&s;her of every la&s;civious thing, that &s;he ca&s;t her dart at a &s;leeping <HI>Satyr,</HI> and let out &s;ome of his wanton blood; but the Mo|de&s;ty hardned by the <HI>Woods,</HI> was &s;oftned by the <HI>Waters,</HI> for <HI>Neptune</HI> prevayled with her, who re&s;cued her from the awaked <HI>Satyr,</HI> and enjoyed her him&s;elfe.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.6">(6) <HI>Tyro</HI>] daughter to that proud King of <HI>Elis, Salmoneus,</HI> who being am|bitious to counterfeit <HI>Jove's</HI> thunder and lightning, made a bridge of bra&s;s, which rai&s;ed upon &s;tupendious arches, covered the greate&s;t part of the <HI>City</HI> of <HI>Elis,</HI> over who&s;e heads he <HI>thundred</HI> in his furious Chariots, and <HI>lightned</HI> more dangerou&s;ly then the sky, for that only bla&s;tes &s;ome, but this fire inevitably de&s;troyed all it fell upon, they being in&s;tantly di&s;patched of their lives, by the miin&s;ters of his fury. But <HI>Lucian</HI> might have forborne to jeere <HI>Iove</HI> with <HI>Salmoneus,</HI> if he had con&s;idered a <HI>truer Hi&s;tory</HI> then his own, that a&s;&s;ures us, this <HI>mock-lightning</HI> was revenged with
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a <HI>true-thunderbolt,</HI> that &s;truck that proud and cruell <HI>Salmoneus:</HI> to avoyd who&s;e <HI>Fire-works,</HI> perhaps the <HI>faire Tyro</HI> ('tis <HI>Propertius</HI> calls her &s;o) fell among the <HI>Water-works</HI> of <HI>Neptune,</HI> who had two boyes by her, <HI>Neleus</HI> and <HI>Pelias. Proper|tius l.</HI> 7.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.7">(7) <HI>Abymon's</HI> child] <HI>Iphidemia;</HI> who brags in <HI>Homer,</HI> that &s;he had i&s;&s;ue by <HI>Nep|tune.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.8">(8) <HI>Halcyone</HI>] one of the &s;even daugh|ters of <HI>Atlas</HI> and <HI>Pleione,</HI> and mother to <HI>Halcyone</HI> the wife of <HI>Ceyx&punc;</HI> (&s;ee letter<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.F">^f</REF>.)</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.9">(9) <HI>Circe</HI>] daughter to the Sun, and the Nymph <HI>Per&s;eis&punc;</HI> mentioned by <HI>He&s;iod</HI> in his <GAP DESC="foreign">. This <HI>Circe</HI> was marryed to the King of <HI>Sarmatia,</HI> whom &s;he poy|&s;oned, and u&s;urped the Crowne, but governed &s;o tyrannically&punc; that the people ro&s;e up in armes and expelled her: thence &s;he fled into <HI>Italy,</HI> and &s;eated her &s;elfe in the <HI>Circean hills&punc;</HI> (&s;o named from her plan|tation) a place abounding with excellent <HI>Wine</HI> and <HI>Oysters&punc;</HI> (&s;ayes <HI>Iuvenal</HI>) and af|fording many <HI>hearbs</HI> which (with help of
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her <HI>Wine</HI>) transformed <HI>Vly&s;&s;es</HI> his follow|ers into <HI>Hogs. Iuv. S.</HI> 15.<Q><L><HI>Et cum remigibus grunni&s;&s;e</HI> Elpenora <HI>porcis&punc;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Elpenor</HI> grunted with his Mates turn'd <HI>Swine.</HI></L></Q> In the&s;e hills (then the <HI>bounds</HI> of <HI>La|tium) Circe</HI> fell in love with the Sea-God <HI>Glaucus</HI> (mention'd letter<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.G">^g</REF>.) and poy|&s;oned the fountaine where his Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Scylla</HI> u&s;ed to drink, transforming her in|to a Sea-mon&s;ter.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.10">(10) <HI>Medu&s;a</HI>] Begot upon a <HI>Whale</HI> by <HI>Phoroys</HI> King of <HI>Cor&s;ica</HI> and <HI>Sardinia,</HI> with who&s;e haire (not to be di&s;tingui&s;ht from the pure&s;t threads of Gold) <HI>Neptune</HI> was &s;o taken, that he could not forbeare to make love to her in the <HI>Temple</HI> of <HI>Mi|nerva,</HI> which put the Godele&s;&s;e into &s;uch a rage, that &s;he turned tho&s;e <HI>bewitching haires</HI> into <HI>horrid &s;nakes,</HI> induing them with a quality to transforme all their be|holders into Stone. And therefore <HI>Per|&s;eus</HI> when he undertooke the killing of this Mon&s;ter, borrow'd <HI>Minerva's</HI> &s;teele|&s;hield,
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wherein he might &s;ee her, without <HI>looking upon her,</HI> that is by <HI>reflection:</HI> and coming to the other 2. <HI>Gorgons</HI> her &s;i&s;ters threatned her that had the eye (for they had but <HI>one</HI> betwixt them) that he would kill her, unle&s;&s;e &s;he &s;hewed him <HI>Medu&s;a</HI> &s;leeping, which &s;he did, and he di&s;patcht at a blow, cutting off <HI>Medu&s;a's</HI> ugly head, which ever after <HI>Minerva</HI> bore in her Shield. <HI>pugnanti</HI> Gorgone Maura. <HI>Iuv. Sat.</HI> 12.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.11">(11) <HI>Laodice</HI>] Mother to <HI>Cignus,</HI> and daughter to <HI>Priam.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.12">(12) <HI>Celaeno] Halcyone's</HI> Si&s;ter and a|nother of <HI>Neptune's</HI> Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es, See Let|ter (<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.U">^u</REF>)</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.13">(13) Two parts o'th world, <HI>viz. Eu|rope</HI> and <HI>A&s;ia&punc;</HI> &s;evered by the <HI>Helle&s;-pont:</HI> See the di&s;cour&s;e of <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and <HI>Abydos.</HI></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.14">(14) Sea-cro&s;s'd <HI>Uly&s;ses</HI>] King of the I&s;les of <HI>Ithaca</HI> and <HI>Dulichium,</HI> a great Po|lititian, but no fighter, for when the <HI>Greek</HI> Princes made their A&s;&s;ociation again&s;t the <HI>Trojans,</HI> he being de&s;irous to live at home with his young Wife in Peace, ga|thers
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together a multitude of &s;everall Animals and &s;tr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="3 letters">es falt before them, the report whereof being &s;pread abroad made the <HI>Grecians</HI> believe him to be mad, and therefore u&s;ele&s;&s;e for the Wars. But <HI>Palamed</HI> who was excellent at invention, for 'tis &s;aid he found out Cards and Dice, weights, mea&s;ures, diver&s;e <HI>Greeke</HI> Letters, Voting in Courts of Iudicature, <HI>&amp;c.</HI> a|mong the re&s;t, found out the Knavery of <HI>Uly&s;&s;es,</HI> by laying his young &s;on <HI>Telema|chus</HI> before him as hee was holding the Plough, who &s;topping on a &s;udden for feare of hurting the Child, di&s;covered him&s;elfe to have the u&s;e of rea&s;on, and then there was no remedy but he mu&s;t to the &s;iedge of <HI>Troy.</HI> Where even his affe|ctionate <HI>Penelope</HI> was afraid his <HI>Policy</HI> might want <HI>&s;ucce&s;&s;e,</HI> e&s;pecially when &s;he heard of the <HI>mi&s;carriage</HI> of any plot. <HI>Ovid</HI> in <HI>Penelope's</HI> Letter.<Q><L>Sive <HI>Menaetiadem</HI> fal&s;is cecidi&s;&s;e &s;ub armis:</L>
<L>Flebam &s;ucce&s;&s;u po&s;&s;e carere dolos,</L></Q><Q><PB REF="64">
<L>Or told, that in fal&s;e Armes <HI>Patroclus</HI> fell,</L>
<L>I wept to think, <HI>Deceipt might not &s;peed well.</HI></L></Q> It had been happy for poore <HI>Palamedes,</HI> if <HI>Penelope</HI> had proved a <HI>Prophete&s;&s;e;</HI> for the de&s;igne <HI>Vly&s;ses</HI> had upon him took &s;o well, that it co&s;t <HI>Palamed</HI> his life; It was <HI>Priam's</HI> hand counterfeited to a letter &s;ent to <HI>Palamed</HI> wherein he thanks him for <HI>In|telligence,</HI> and mentions a great &s;umme of Gold &s;ent him for <HI>Intelligence-mony.</HI> This being read in a Councell of Warre, <HI>Vly&s;|&s;es</HI> ri&s;es and delivers his opinion, that no credit is to bee given to an Enemy's Let|ter, only the matter of fact &s;hould be in|&s;i&s;ted on, and his Tent &s;earched, which being done accordingly, the Gold (&s;ent by <HI>Vly&s;&s;es</HI> and hid by one of the <HI>Palamed's</HI> corrupted &s;ervants) was found, and guilt|le&s;&s;e <HI>Palamedes</HI> &s;toned to death. See the Metamorph, <HI>lib.</HI> 13. For the&s;e his Vil|lanies done a-<HI>land, Vly&s;&s;es</HI> &s;uffered and was cro&s;t at <HI>Sea,</HI> where <HI>Neptune</HI> &s;o per|&s;ecuted him, that although he was ready &s;ometimes to land in <HI>Ithaca,</HI> yet he was
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blowne back, and to&s;&s;ed about the world. Read <HI>Homer's Ody&s;&s;es</HI> where he di&s;covers his adventures, but at la&s;t he came off by the favour of the Godde&s;s of Wi&s;dom. <HI>I. Sabinus.</HI> in <HI>Vly&s;sis Epi&s;t.</HI><Q><L>Iam mihi ne&s;cio quo comitem &s;e litore jungit</L>
<L>Pallas, &amp; ho&s;pitibus per loca tuta trahit,</L></Q><Q><L>On &s;trange coa&s;ts &s;hipwrackt, Pallas now de&s;cends,</L>
<L>Findes me &s;afe <HI>Lares,</HI> and ho&s;pitable friends.</L></Q> La&s;tly by this Deity's guidance, he got home in the habit of a beggar; where he found his &s;onne with his workmen in the fields, and laying the plot to come unex|pected upon his Wive's uncivill &s;uitors, he was carryed to his Palace by a hogg|heard that knew him not, and armes be|ing &s;ecretly hid for that purpo&s;e, he, his &s;on, and his hindes tooke them up, and kil|led all tho&s;e lewd intruders, to a man. But learning of the <HI>Oracle</HI> that his Sonne &s;hould kill him, he kept out of the way,
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to avoyd his legitimate &s;onne <HI>Telemachus,</HI> and was unwittingly &s;laine by his ba&s;tard &s;on <HI>Telegonus,</HI> one he had by <HI>Circe,</HI> that came with an intention to waite upon him. Which teaches us the truth of what the Hi&s;torian <HI>Tacitus</HI> &s;ayes, <HI>quae fato manent, quamvis &s;ignificata, non vitantur.</HI> What <HI>remaines</HI> in Fate, though <HI>foretold,</HI> is not to be <HI>avoyded.</HI> And therefore I &s;hall advi&s;e the curio&s;ity of men, with the &s;ame Author, <HI>De moribus Germanorum. Sanctius ac reverentius vi&s;um, de actis Deorum</HI> cre|dere <HI>quam</HI> &s;cire. It &s;hewes more holy and more reverent, rather to <HI>believe</HI> then <HI>know</HI> the actions of the heavenly Powers. In <HI>Vly&s;&s;es, Homer</HI> gives the perfect Cha|racter of a <HI>VVorldly Wi&s;e-man,</HI> &s;ee <HI>Natalis Comes. l. 9. c.</HI> 1.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.15">(15) Sea-born] <GAP DESC="foreign">.<Q>He Sea-born <HI>Venus</HI> oft implor'd.</Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.16">(16) <HI>Ia&s;on</HI>] Son to <HI>Ae&s;on</HI> King of <HI>The&s;|&s;aly,</HI> and by him, on his death-bed, be|queathed to the tuition of his&punc; brother
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<HI>Pelias,</HI> to whom he left his Crown, with condition to re&s;tore it to <HI>Ia&s;on,</HI> when hee came to age fit for government; but the Queen-Dowager <HI>Alcimedes,</HI> fearing <HI>Peli|as</HI> would make away his Nephew, con|veighed her young &s;onne to the <HI>Centaur Chiron,</HI> that rare Mu&s;itian, Martiali&s;t, and Phy&s;itian; tutor to <HI>Ae&s;culapius, Hercules,</HI> and <HI>Achilles.</HI> Iuv. Sat. 7.<Q><L>Metuens virgae jam grandis <HI>Achilles,</HI></L>
<L>Cantabat patris in montibus, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L></Q><Q><L>When's rod his <HI>Centaur</HI> Singing-ma&s;ter &s;hakt,</L>
<L><HI>Achilles,</HI> in his fathers mountaine quakt,</L>
<L>Though a great boy: yet who, ev'n then, could faile</L>
<L>But laugh, to &s;ee a Ma&s;ter with a <HI>taile.</HI></L></Q> <HI>Ia&s;on</HI> now grown learned and accompli&s;ht under the hand of <HI>Chiron,</HI> no &s;ooner was out of his non-age&punc; but he came to court, accompanyed with the young Gentry of <HI>Greece,</HI> and made his claim to the Crown. But &s;ubtile <HI>Pelias,</HI> finding that his &s;pecu|lative
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Learning had inflamed him with a va&s;t de&s;ire of glory, complyed with his ambitious thoughts &s;o long, till at la&s;t he put him upon the famous expedition for <HI>Colchis,</HI> to re&s;tore to the <HI>Greeks</HI> the <HI>Golden|fleece,</HI> which <HI>Phryxus</HI> (&s;ee<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.H">^h</REF>.) had carried from <HI>Thebes</HI> and con&s;ecrated to <HI>Mars</HI> in <HI>Colchis.</HI> Who pre&s;ently, with the good liking of the <HI>Grecians,</HI> began his voyage in the <HI>Argo.</HI> (&s;ee<REF TARGET="WM3134.4.O">^o</REF>.) And by the in&s;tructi|ons of King <HI>Phineas</HI> pa&s;&s;ing &s;afe between the meeting <HI>Gyan</HI> Rocks that guard the mouth of the <HI>Thracian Bo&s;phoros,</HI> he ar|riv'd at <HI>Colchis,</HI> where the Prince&s;s <HI>Me|dea,</HI> enamoured of the gallantry and un|daunted courage of <HI>Ia&s;on,</HI> taught him how to quel the Bulls, who&s;e hoofs were bra&s;s, and to bring into a &s;leep the ever|waking Dragon. Following her advi&s;e he carryed away the <HI>Golden-Fleece</HI> and his faire Coun&s;eller; <HI>another Prize</HI> in <HI>Hero's</HI> account, but <HI>Seneca</HI> the <HI>Tragaedian</HI> reck|ons it otherwi&s;e.<Q><L>&mdash;Quod fuit huius</L>
<L>Praetium cur&s;us: Aurea Pellis.</L>
<L><PB REF="66">Maju&s;&abque; Mari Medea Malum,</L>
<L>Merces prima digna Carina.</L></Q><Q><L>What got the <HI>Greeks</HI> with &s;uch adoe?</L>
<L>The Golden-Fleece, <HI>Medea</HI> too,</L>
<L>A cur&s;e that did the Sea out-&s;trip,</L>
<L>A Lading worthy the <HI>fir&s;t Ship.</HI></L></Q></P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.17">(17) <HI>Paris</HI>] The effeminate &s;onne to that &s;tout old Prince, <HI>Priam</HI> King of <HI>Troy,</HI> who had been happy &s;ayes <HI>Ju|venal</HI> S. 10.<Q><L>Si foret extinctus diver&s;o tempore, quo jam</L>
<L>Caep<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">rat audaces <HI>Paris</HI> aedificare carinas.</L>
<L>Longa dies igitur quid contulit? omnia vidit</L>
<L>Ever&s;a, &amp; &s;lammis A&s;iam ferro&abque; cadentem.</L>
<L>Tunc Miles tremulus po&s;it&acirc; tulit <HI>arma tiar&acirc;.</HI></L>
<L>Et ruit ante aram &s;ummi <HI>Iovis,</HI> ut vetulus bos</L>
<L>Qui domini cultris tenu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"> et mi&s;erable collum</L>
<L>Praebet, ab in grato jam fa&s;tiditus aratro.</L></Q><Q><PB REF="67">
<L>If he had dy'd before his &s;on's foule guilt,</L>
<L>Ere wanton <HI>Paris</HI> his bold &s;hips had built,</L>
<L>What did long life confer? a &s;ight o'th fall</L>
<L>Of <HI>A&s;ia,</HI> fire and &s;word devouring all.</L>
<L>Then for his Crown th'old trembling &s;oul|dier took</L>
<L>A <HI>Helmet;</HI> and at great <HI>Jove's</HI> altar &s;truck,</L>
<L>Fell like an Oxe, in his old age de&s;pis'd,</L>
<L>And by th'ingratefull ploughman &s;acrifiz'd.</L></Q> But he had a nobler fate then his aged Queen <HI>Hecuba,</HI> as it followes in the <HI>Saty|ri&s;t&punc;</HI><Q><L>Exitus ille vncun&abque; <HI>hominis,</HI> &s;ed torua canino</L>
<L>Latravit rictu, quae po&s;t hunc vixerat uxor.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Yet <HI>Priam</HI> dy'd a <HI>man,</HI> his wrinckled Wife</L>
<L>Surviv'd a <HI>Bitch,</HI> and bark't away her life.</L></Q> The cau&s;e of this fiction was, for that <HI>Hecuba</HI> following the <HI>Greekes</HI> to the &s;ea|&s;ide and bitterly lamenting, if not cur&s;|ing
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them, for being the ruin of her hou&s;e, they cry'd out &s;he bark't, and tearing her to pieces, &s;aid &s;he was turn'd into a <HI>Bitch. Vly&s;&s;es</HI> in <HI>Sabinus</HI> tells the pa&s;&s;age, where he &s;ayes the fir&s;t ill omen of his cro&s;&s;es at Sea, was her &s;trange <HI>fate,</HI> he meanes her <HI>cur&s;es.</HI><Q><L>Prima meis Omen metuendum puppibus illa</L>
<L>Fecit, non membris ip&s;a reperta &s;uis.</L>
<L>Latratu mi&s;eras finivit mae&s;ta querelas,</L>
<L>Et &s;tetit in rabidam protinus acta <HI>canem,</HI></L></Q><Q><L>The fir&s;t fear'd <HI>Omen</HI> to my &s;hip &s;he gave,</L>
<L>No piece found of her to fill up a grave.</L>
<L>The poor wretch barking her la&s;t woes we heard</L>
<L>Straight metamorphos'd, a mad bitch ap|pear'd</L></Q> But all this which the <HI>GREEKES</HI> call'd barking, was only the violence of dying pa&s;&s;ion, and the bowels of a mo|ther to her Children, expre&s;&s;ed not alone at her own and their funeralls, but
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likewi&s;e at the birth of <HI>Paris;</HI> for &s;he pre|&s;erved him in his &s;wathing clouts, when <HI>Priam</HI> had commanded his &s;ervant <HI>Arche|laus</HI> to make away the child, upon a de|claration of the &s;ooth-&s;ayers: that <HI>Hecu|ba's</HI> dreame of her being delivered of a Fire-brand, &s;ignified, the child &s;he went with, [<HI>Paris</HI>] &s;hould be the cau&s;e of firing <HI>Troy.</HI> But notwith&s;tanding the Kings &s;e|vere command, the compa&s;&s;ionate Queen <HI>Hecuba</HI> (for that very act de&s;erving a no|bler Metamorpho&s;is) made the infant be put forth to nur&s;e among the &s;hepherds of the mountaine <HI>Ida,</HI> where he fell ena|moured of the Nymph <HI>Oenone.</HI> Of which his love and pa&s;torall life the for&s;aken Nymph remembers him when he had &s;tollen away <HI>HELLEN; Ovid</HI> in <HI>Oenone,</HI> ver&s;e 3.<Q><L>Perlegis? an conjux prohibet nova, perlege, non e&s;t</L>
<L>Ista Mycenaea litera &s;cripta manu.</L>
<L>Quis deus oppo&s;uit no&s;tris &s;ua numina votis,</L>
<L>Ne tua permaneam, quod mihi crimen obe&s;t?</L>
<L><PB REF="68">Leniter, ex merito quic quid patiare, ferendum est:</L>
<L>Quae venit indign&egrave; paena dolenda venit.</L>
<L>Nondum tantus eras, cum to cont<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">nt<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"> marito,</L>
<L>Edita de magno Flumine, nympha fui.</L>
<L>Qui nunc Priamedes (ab&s;it reverentia vero)</L>
<L>Servus eras: &s;ervo nubere nympha tuli.</L>
<L>At oum pauper eras, armenta&abque; pa&s;tor agebas,</L>
<L>Nulla, ni&s;i Oenone, pauperis uxor erat.</L>
<L>Nec me, fagine&acirc; quod tecum fronde jacebam,</L>
<L>De&s;pice, purpureo &s;um magis apta thoro.</L>
<L>Deni&abque; tutus amor meus e&s;t: tibi nulla parantur</L>
<L>Bella, nec ultrices advehit unda rates.</L>
<L>Tyndaris infe&s;tis fugitiva repo&s;citur armis,</L>
<L>Hac venit in thalamos dote &s;uperba tuos.</L></Q><Q><L>Read'&s;t thou? or does thy <HI>new wife</HI> counter|mand?</L>
<L>But read, this is not <HI>Agamemnon's</HI> hand,</L></Q> <HI>And a little further.</HI><Q><PB REF="69">
<L>What God oppo&s;es to our <HI>Wills</HI> his <HI>Force</HI></L>
<L>Or what's my Crime, that cau&s;es this Di|vorce?</L>
<L><HI>What merit &s;uffers, patience mu&s;t &s;u&s;tain.</HI></L>
<L><HI>What unde&s;erv'd comes, that's a grievous pain.</HI></L>
<L>Thou wert not great, when I, that boa&s;t de|&s;cent</L>
<L>From a great river, was with thee content.</L>
<L>Thou now a <HI>Prince</HI> wert (<HI>Truth may be &s;poke free</HI>)</L>
<L>A <HI>&s;ervant,</HI> I a <HI>Nymph</HI> then marry'd thee.</L>
<L>When thou wert poore, and led'&s;t a &s;hep|herds life,</L>
<L>None but <HI>Oenone</HI> was the poore mans wife.</L>
<L>Nor &s;corn me that with thee I us'd to &s;it</L>
<L>On Beech-tree-leafes, for purple beds more fit.</L>
<L>La&s;tly my love is &s;afe, on it attends</L>
<L>No war, no threatning Fleet to &s;ea it &s;ends.</L>
<L><HI>Hellen</HI> the fugitive by arms is &s;ought,</L>
<L>This Portion to thy bed that proud one brought.</L></Q> <PB REF="69">Thus you heare how <HI>Paris</HI> &s;pent his time in <HI>Ida,</HI> whether upon the fame of his ju&s;tice, (his only vertue and &s;oon after put off with his &s;hepherds weeds) came the three Godde&s;&s;es, <HI>Iuno, Pallas,</HI> and <HI>Venus,</HI> to have his judgement in their claimes to the <HI>Golden apple</HI> (by <HI>di&s;cord</HI> &s;huffled in a|mong the fruit that was &s;erved up at <HI>Pele|us</HI> his wedding) with this in&s;cription up|on it, <HI>Let this be given to the faire&s;t:</HI> they appeared to him like <HI>Vandike's</HI> Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e when he drew her Picture, and all made larg promi&s;es, but <HI>VENUS'S</HI> offer liked him be&s;t, for &s;he promi&s;ed <HI>HELLEN</HI> to him, as he writes to <HI>Hellen.</HI> OVID in <HI>Paride.</HI><Q><L>Praepo&s;ui regnis ego te, quae maxima qondam</L>
<L>Pollicita e&s;t nobis nupta &s;oror&abque; <HI>Iovis,</HI></L>
<L>Dum&abque; tuo po&s;&s;em circumdare brachia collo,</L>
<L>Contempta e&s;t virtus <HI>Pallade</HI> dante mihi.</L></Q><Q><L>Although the &s;i&s;ter and great wife to <HI>Iove</HI></L>
<L>Promis'd me <HI>Kingdomes,</HI> I prefer'd thy <HI>love</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="70">And &s;o my armes might thy&punc; faire neck &s;ur|round,</L>
<L>I &s;corn'd the <HI>Wi&s;dome Fallas</HI> did propound&punc;</L></Q> Thus the young Inamorato, <HI>Paris,</HI> con|temning the offers of <HI>Iuno &amp; Pallas, Sove|raignty</HI> and <HI>Wi&s;dom,</HI> only that he might en|joy <HI>Venus's</HI> promi&s;e, plea&s;ure, had his wi&s;h as <HI>Agrypina</HI> in <HI>Tacitus</HI> had hers, <HI>oecidat dum imperet, let him kill me, &s;o he be an Em|perour,</HI> for as <HI>Nero</HI> to his Mother, &s;o was <HI>Hellen</HI> to her <HI>Servant, his de&s;ired ruin.</HI> Her husband <HI>Menelaus</HI> with the confederate&punc; <HI>Grecians</HI> pur&s;uing of the ravi&s;her, and be|&s;eiging him in <HI>Troy,</HI> to which at la&s;t the Flame that <HI>Paris</HI> fancyed to bee <HI>Love,</HI> prov'd to be the fire his &s;i&s;ter <HI>Ca&s;&s;andra</HI> prophe&s;ied, and his Mother dreamed of, that con&s;umed <HI>Troy</HI> to a&s;hes.</P>
<P ID="WM3134.5.18">(18) To purge it] It was the cu&s;tome of the Ancient <HI>Greeks,</HI> after any accident portending misfortune, to purge them|&s;elves and the place by Torch-light, with a lu&s;tration made of meale, thereon ca&s;t|ing hallowed water, which they cal <GAP DESC="foreign">; and in this water they quenched a brand
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taken from the altar, wherewith the &s;prinkled the a&s;&s;embly. The <HI>ROMAN&punc;</HI> added <HI>Sulphur</HI> and <HI>Laurell. Juvena&punc; Sat.</HI> 2.<Q><L>&mdash;Cuperent lu&s;trari, &s;iqua darentur</L>
<L>Sulphura cum taedis, &amp; &s;i foret humida laurus.</L></Q><Q><L>Would purify them&s;elves, if they could get</L>
<L><HI>Sulphur,</HI> and <HI>Torches,</HI> and a <HI>Lawrell</HI> wet.</L></Q></P>
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<P>IN <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Leander, r.</HI> [a gentle flame] various court|&s;hip] [bani&s;h't thence] billowes roll'd] In the fir&s;t Annotations [<GAP DESC="foreign">] <HI>indubitatum</HI>] ri&s;ible faculty] <GAP DESC="foreign">, In <HI>Leander</HI> to <HI>Hero</HI> [darkned by thy blaze] In the la&s;t Annotations [<HI>utcun&abque;.</HI>]</P>
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