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<P>POEMS, viz.<LIST>
<ITEM>1. A PANEGYRICK to the KING.</ITEM>
<ITEM>2. SONGS and SONNETS.</ITEM>
<ITEM>3. The BLIND LADY, a COMEDY.</ITEM>
<ITEM>4. The Fourth Book of VIRGIL,</ITEM>
<ITEM>5. STATIUS his ACHILLEIS, with ANNOTATIONS.</ITEM>
<ITEM>6. A PANEGYRICK to GENERALL MONCK.</ITEM>
</LIST> By the Honorable S^r ROBERT HOWARD.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Henry Herringman,</HI> and are to be &s;old at his &s;hop at the &s;ign of the <HI>Anchor</HI> on the lower Walk of the New Exchange. 1660.</P>
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<HEAD><HI>TO THE</HI> READER.</HEAD>
<P>_IT has been the u&s;uall cu&s;tom of Epi&s;tles, to give the Reader an account of the cau&s;es that brought tho&s;e writings into publick, that were onely intended for a private Clo&s;et; and com|monly it has been at the reque&s;t of friends, per|haps with mingled truth and de&s;igne, to prae-en|gage the judgments of many, by telling the opi|nion of &s;ome, &s;o to pre&s;erve their mode&s;ty as much in the pretence, as they could have done in the concealment of their Writings.</P>
<P>Though I cannot pretend &s;uch a cau&s;e as this, I can yet free my &s;elf from that vanity that others would avoid, by a&s;&s;uring the Reader, I had not &s;tock of confidence enough to &s;hew the&s;e things privately to many friends, much le&s;&s;e to be fur|ni&s;h'd with enough, to make them publick to all
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indifferent per&s;ons, had not the de&s;ires of the Book-&s;eller prevail'd with me: to who&s;e civi|lities I believ'd my &s;elf &s;o far engag'd, as to de|ny him nothing that he thought a kindne&s;&s;e, which could not be &s;everely prejudiciall to my &s;elf: Yet I doubted not, but that I &s;hould re|ceive the cen&s;ures of many; which, upon the granted principle of prejudice, appear'd not a rea&s;onable argument to prevail with me to de|ny his reque&s;t, &s;ince the &s;ame &s;hould as well per|&s;wade me not to live, for life and conver&s;ation r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">nder man in Print more than letters can do; and is made more publick by that way, than he can be by this. His life is mingled more with his defects and pa&s;&s;ions, than probably his writings are; and whether they are equall, or exceed others, need not trouble him that writes: He may be &s;atisfied, the production of retir'd hours are the be&s;t of him&s;elf. I had no great rea&s;on then to deny his reque&s;t, that imagin'd he ask'd his own advantage, when he de&s;ired nothing that I believed contrary to mine.</P>
<P>Yet I wi&s;h that it may &s;o far give &s;atisfacti|on to all, that they may as little repent the r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">a|ding, as I did the writing; whil&s;t in the&s;e gentle &s;tudies I found a diver&s;ion from greater follies; and by that compari&s;on they received obliging natures. Perhaps, there's few that read them, may
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not as well be con&s;cious to them&s;elves, to have &s;pent &s;ome time not &s;o <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word">; and for that cau&s;e forgive that, which for its own &s;ake they cannot admire.</P>
<P>For the &s;everall &s;ubjects which here make one bundle, there is not any of them that have not layn by me the&s;e many years (two or three copies of Ver&s;es onely excepted); and had been wholly perhaps laid a&s;ide, but for the rea&s;ons given, applying my &s;elf now to more &s;erious &s;tudies, according to the &s;everall &s;ea&s;ons of en|crea&s;ing age, as the earth produces various fruits to the different &s;ea&s;ons of the year. By this &s;hort account of time, the Reader may di&s;|cern in what clowdy days my Mu&s;e &s;pread her wings, as little contributing to her flying a no|ble heighth, as to &s;hew a ju&s;t &s;ubject: He that mo&s;t de&s;erv'd it was mo&s;t deni'd it (as he was indeed his right in all things) either from private fear, or publick power, though I equall not the crime of faint thoughts in pa&s;&s;ive &s;ubmi&s;|&s;ion, to the guilt of bold profe&s;&s;ion in publick action. 'Tis now to be hop'd, that the prai&s;es of our Prince, who &s;o much merits it, may be received willingly by all, &s;ince nothing can be &s;aid of him, that has not been done by him; and man's large&s;t invention has been excell'd by His actions, there being nothing capable <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o
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make him appear more excellent than him&s;elf; unle&s;&s;e it had been our want of him, when by experience we found his mi&s;eries were ours, and all that we inflicted on him returned in double mea&s;ures on our &s;elves; l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ke &s;tones madly to&s;t into the air, and forc'd from their proper center, that fall back with encreas'd weight upon their heads that flung them. We are now pre&s;ented that in him, which this world &s;paringly pro|duces; in one compo&s;ure, an object for our Con|&s;ciences and Intere&s;t, in who&s;e pre&s;ervation, our Temporall and Eternall &s;tates have equall &s;hares. Yet I &s;hould a little be dis&s;atisfied with my &s;elf to appear publick in his prai&s;e, ju&s;t when he was vi&s;ibly re&s;toring to power, did not the rea|ding of the Panegyrick vindicate the writing of it, and, be&s;ides my affirmation, a&s;&s;ure the Rea|der, It was written when the King de&s;erved the Prai&s;e as much as now, but &s;eparated farther from the Power; which was about three years &s;ince, when I was Pri&s;oner in <HI>Wind&s;or-Castle,</HI> being the be&s;t diver&s;ion I could then find for my own condition; to think, how great his Vertues were for whom I &s;uffered, though in &s;o &s;mall a mea&s;ure compar'd to his own, that I rather blu&s;h at it, than believe it meri|torious.</P>
<P>For the other Ver&s;es and Songs, I mu&s;t pro|fe&s;&s;e
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they were never directed to any particular Beauty, which may (to the Amorous Reader at lea&s;t) be a ju&s;t excu&s;e, if they want Perfection, to remember I wanted Pa&s;&s;ion, and had onely my own warmth, una&s;&s;i&s;ted by the influence of a Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e. Nor &s;hall I envy him that writes better, by being much in love, if he mu&s;t purcha&s;e the advantage of Wit by the lo&s;&s;e of Freedom.</P>
<P>For the Tran&s;lations, the Authors have al|ready received tho&s;e Characters from the world, that they need none of mine, e&s;pecially <HI>Virgil,</HI> of who&s;e works I have onely publi&s;h'd this one Book, that lay fini&s;hed by me; not judging it convenient to perfect tho&s;e other Books of his <HI>Aeneid's,</HI> which I have rudely gone through, having long &s;ince laid a&s;ide all de&s;ignes of that nature; and this little of it rather grew publick from accident, than de&s;igne, the Mingle it had with my private Papers, was the greate&s;t cau&s;e, that it received its &s;hare in the publick Impre&s;|&s;ion.</P>
<P>For <HI>Statius,</HI> he had received commendations enough, had he been alone commended by <HI>Ju|venal</HI> in his 7 <HI>Satyr.</HI> but <HI>Alexand. ab Alex.</HI> al&s;o, <HI>lib.</HI> 6 <HI>ch.</HI> 14. relates, that he thrice received the Victor's Lawrell in the publick reading of his Ver&s;es, and was once vanqui&s;h'd; as unju&s;tly
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perhaps as <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI>Agelli lib.</HI> 17. <HI>ch.</HI> 4.</NOTE> <HI>Menander</HI> was judged to be overcome by <HI>Philemon,</HI> who&s;e faction was greater, though his wit le&s;&s;e; in&s;o|much that meeting him afterwards, <HI>Menander</HI> de&s;ired him to confe&s;&s;e ingenuou&s;ly, if he did not blu&s;h when he vanqui&s;h'd him. For this piece of his, I confe&s;&s;e I cho&s;e it as mo&s;t plea&s;ing to me, I wi&s;h it may be &s;o to the Reader; though there wants not <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> in un&acirc; A|chilleide ita &s;urgit ut illic multo &s;ubli|mi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s ferri v<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">deatur, quam qu&oacute; potuerit toto <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> hebaide perve|niter</HI> Demit.</NOTE> ingenious men, who preferr'd it before his other Poems. The <HI>Annotations</HI> may in &s;ome places perhaps be judged too large; yet, had I omitted any thing, it is probable that the &s;ame per&s;ons would have cen&s;ur'd me for ignorance: &s;o that being equally &s;en&s;ible of the&s;e extreams, I judg'd it the te&s;timony of the greate&s;t mode&s;ty, By omit|ting little, to &s;hew my &s;elf not at all &s;ecure in the world's opinion.</P>
<P>I have thus, ingenuous Reader, given you a clear and true account of my Self and Writings, not oppre&s;t with apprehen&s;ion, nor rais'd by ne|glect; but pre&s;erv'd by an indifferency, that de|&s;troys not my civilitie to others, nor my own content; de&s;iring not to engro&s;&s;e, but &s;hare &s;a|tisfaction. If in any thing I ju&s;tly need, or de&s;igne to ask pardon, 'tis for Errors that probably the
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Reader may meet with; having been reduc'd to the &s;trait of neglecting this, or bu&s;ine&s;&s;e. I con|fe&s;&s;e my Intere&s;t prevail'd with me though, not wholly to neglect the Reader, &s;ince I prevail'd with a worthy Friend to take &s;o much view of my blotted Copies, as to free me from gro&s;&s;e Errors. Having thus &s;et down all my de&s;igne and rea&s;ons, I leave the Reader with as little Concern to u&s;e his, as I have &s;hewed him mine.</P>
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<HEAD>To my Honored Friend, <HI>S^r ROBERT HOWARD, On his Excellent Poems.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>AS there is Mu&s;ick uninform'd by Art</L>
<L>In tho&s;e wild Notes, which with a merry heart</L>
<L>The Birds in unfrequented &s;hades expre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Who better taught at home, yet plea&s;e us le&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>So in your Ver&s;e, a native &s;weetne&s;&s;e dwells,</L>
<L>Which &s;hames-Compo&s;ure, and its Art excells.</L>
<L>Singing, no more can your &s;oft numbers grace</L>
<L>Then Paint adds charms unto a beauteous Face.</L>
<L>Yet as when mighty Rivers gently creep,</L>
<L>Their even calmne&s;&s;e does &s;uppo&s;e them deep,</L>
<L>Such is your Mu&s;e: no Metaphor &s;well'd high</L>
<L>With dangerous boldne&s;&s;e lifts her to the sky;</L>
<L>Tho&s;e mounting Fancies when they fall again,</L>
<L>Shew &s;and and dirt at bottom do remain.</L>
<L>So firm a &s;trength, and yet with all &s;o &s;weet,</L>
<L>Did never but in <HI>Samp&s;on</HI>'s Riddle meet.</L>
<L>'Tis &s;trange each line &s;o great a weight &s;hould bear,</L>
<L>And yet no &s;igne of toil, no &s;weat appear.</L>
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Either your Arthides Art, as Stoicks feign</L>
<L>Then lea&s;t to feel, when mo&s;t they &s;uffer pain;</L>
<L>And we, dull &s;ouls, admire, but cannot &s;ee</L>
<L>What hidden &s;prings within the Engine be:</L>
<L>Or 'tis &s;ome happine&s;&s;e that &s;till pur&s;ues</L>
<L>Each act and motion of your gracefull mu&s;e.</L>
<L>Or is it Fortune's work, that in your bead</L>
<L>The curious <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">Rete Mira|bile.</NOTE> Net that is for fancies &s;pread,</L>
<L>Let's through its Me&s;hes every meaner thought,</L>
<L>While rich Idea's there are onely caught.</L>
<L>Sure that's not all; this is a piece too fair</L>
<L>To be the child of Chance, and not of Care.</L>
<L>No Atoms ca&s;ually together hurl'd</L>
<L>Could e're produce &s;o beautifull a world.</L>
<L>Nor dare I &s;uch a doctrine here admit,</L>
<L>As would de&s;troy the providence of wit.</L>
<L>'Tis your strong Genius then which does not feel</L>
<L>Tho&s;e weights would make a weaker &s;pirit reel:</L>
<L>To carry weight and run &s;o lightly too</L>
<L>Is what alone your <HI>Pega&s;us</HI> can do.</L>
<L>Great <HI>Hercules</HI> him&s;elf could ne're do more</L>
<L>Than not to feel tho&s;e Heav'ns and gods he bore.</L>
<L>Your ea&s;ier Odes; which for de<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ight were penn'd,</L>
<L>Yet our instruction make their &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">cond end,</L>
<L>We're both enrich'd and pleas'd, like them that woo</L>
<L>At once a Beauty and a Fortune too.</L>
<L>Of Morall Knowledge Poe&s;ie was Queen,</L>
<L>And &s;till &s;he might, had wanton wits not been;</L>
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VVho like ill Guardians liv'd them&s;elves at large,</L>
<L>And not content with that, debauch'd their charge:</L>
<L>Like &s;ome brave Captain, your &s;ucce&s;sfull Pen</L>
<L>Re&s;tores the Exil'd to her Crown again;</L>
<L>And gives us hope, that having &s;een the days</L>
<L>VVhen nothing flouri&s;h'd but Fanatique Bays,</L>
<L>All wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">l at length in this opinion re&s;t,</L>
<L>"A &s;ober Prince's Government is be&s;t.</L>
<L>This is not all; your Art the way has found</L>
<L>To make improvement of the riche&s;t ground,</L>
<L>That &s;oil which tho&s;e immortall Lawrells bore,</L>
<L>That once the &s;acred <HI>Maro</HI>'s temples wore</L>
<L><HI>Eli&s;a</HI>'s griefs, are &s;o expre&s;t by you,</L>
<L>They are too eloquent to have been true.</L>
<L>Had &s;he &s;o &s;poke, <HI>Aeneas</HI> had obey'd</L>
<L>VVhat <HI>Dido</HI> rather then what <HI>Jove</HI> had &s;aid.</L>
<L>If funerall Rites can give a Ghost repo&s;e,</L>
<L>Your Mu&s;e &s;o ju&s;tly has di&s;charged tho&s;e.</L>
<L><HI>Eli&s;a</HI>'s &s;hade may now its wandring cea&s;e,</L>
<L>And claim a title to the fields of peace.</L>
<L>But if <HI>Aeneas</HI> be oblig'd, no le&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Your kindne&s;&s;e great <HI>Achilles</HI> doth confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>VVho dre&s;s<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d by <HI>Statius</HI> in too bold a look,</L>
<L>Did ill become tho&s;e Virgin's Robes he took.</L>
<L>To under&s;tand how much we owe to you,</L>
<L>VVe mu&s;t your Numbers with your Author's view;</L>
<L>Then we &s;hall &s;ee his work was lamely rough,</L>
<L>Each figure &s;tiffe as if de&s;ign'd in buffe;</L>
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His colours laid &s;o thick on every place,</L>
<L>As onely &s;hew'd the paint, but hid the face:</L>
<L>But as in Per&s;pective we Beauties &s;ee;</L>
<L>VVhich in the Gla&s;&s;e, not in the Picture be;</L>
<L>So here our &s;ight obligeingly mi&s;takes</L>
<L>That wealth which his your bounty onely makes.</L>
<L>Thus vulgar di&s;hes are by Cooks disguis'd,</L>
<L>More for their dre&s;&s;ing than their &s;ub&s;tance priz'd.</L>
<L>Your curious <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI>Annotations on</HI> Statius.</NOTE> Notes &s;o &s;earch into that Age,</L>
<L>VVhen all was fable but the &s;acred Page,</L>
<L>That &s;ince in that dark night we needs mu&s;t &s;tray,</L>
<L>VVe are at lea&s;t mi&s;led in plea&s;ant way.</L>
<L>But what we mo&s;t admire, your Ver&s;e no le&s;&s;e</L>
<L>The Prophet than the Poet doth confe&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Ere our weak eyes di&s;cern'd the doubtfull &s;treak</L>
<L>Of light, you &s;aw great <HI>Charls</HI> his morning break.</L>
<L>So skilfull Sea-men ken the Land from far,</L>
<L>VVhich &s;hews like mists to the dul Pa&s;&s;enger.</L>
<L>To <HI>Charls</HI> your Mu&s;e fir&s;t pays her dutious love,</L>
<L>As &s;till the Antients did begin from <HI>Jove.</HI></L>
<L>VVith <HI>Monck</HI> you end, who&s;e name pre&s;erv'd &s;hall be,</L>
<L>As <HI>Rome</HI> recorded <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">Hic &s;itus e&s;t <HI>Rufus</HI> qui pul&s;o vindice quondam, Imperium a&s;&s;eruit non fi|bi &s;ed Patriae.</NOTE> <HI>Rufus</HI> memory,</L>
<L>VVho thought it greater honor to obey</L>
<L>His Countrey's intere&s;t than the world to &s;way.</L>
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But to write worthy things of worthy men</L>
<L>Is the peculiar talent of your Pen:</L>
<L>Yet let me take your Mantle up, and I</L>
<L>VVill venture in your right to prophe&s;y.</L>
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<LG>
<L>"This VVork by merit fir&s;t of Fame &s;ecure</L>
<L>"Is likewi&s;e happy in its Geniture:</L>
<L>"For &s;ince 'tis born when <HI>Charls</HI> a&s;cends the Throne,</L>
<L>"It &s;hares at once his Fortune and its own.</L>
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<CLOSER><SIGNED>JOHN DRIDEN.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<HEAD>A PANEGYRICK To the KING.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>_THE true <HI>Parna&s;&s;us</HI> (Sir) which Mu&s;es know,</L>
<L>Are Subjects which they choo&s;e; to whom they owe</L>
<L>Their In&s;pirations, differing as the times,</L>
<L>Unhappy Vertues, or &s;ucce&s;sfull Crimes.</L>
<L>The greate&s;t Choyce is, where the mo&s;t Succe&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Makes Fears as great, nor their Ambitions le&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>With the U&s;urped Crowns they &s;trive for Bays;</L>
<L>Tho&s;e readier not to Act than The&s;e to Prai&s;e.</L>
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<LG>
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<L>My Mu&s;e (Great Sir) has no &s;uch fears, or knows</L>
<L>A better Impiration than your Woes.</L>
<L>To &s;ing tho&s;e Vertues which are all your own,</L>
<L>Not brought you by Succe&s;&s;es <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> a Throne;</L>
<L>But by the malice of the world with&s;tood:</L>
<L>So much 'tis ea&s;ier to be Great than Good.</L>
<L>Which knows no end, or change by human things,</L>
<L>But like the world (Eternall) whence it &s;prings.</L>
<L>Greatne&s;s is, as forbidden Plea&s;ures are,</L>
<L>Reach'd by th'impious hands, that will but dare</L>
<L>Attempt all Crimes, &s;till &s;corning a retreat:</L>
<L>Onely the Bad can be unju&s;tly Great.</L>
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<LG>
<L>By Falls from Thrones, &s;uch, and the vertuous know</L>
<L>What Fate to them, or they to Fortune owe.</L>
<L>By courage nor by vertue can be &s;taid</L>
<L>Fortune, which tired grows by lending aid.</L>
<L>So, when all Thrones on <HI>Cae&s;ar</HI> were be&s;tow'd,</L>
<L>Not Fate to him, but he to Fortune ow'd,</L>
<L>And paid her back the va&s;te&s;t Principall</L>
<L>She ever lent, in his too-wretched Fall;</L>
<L>To who&s;e &s;ucce&s;sfull Courage once &s;he gave</L>
<L>The <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI>Rome,</HI> call'd by <HI>Livie, Totius Orbis D<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">minatri<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI></NOTE> Mi&s;tre&s;s of the World to be his Slave.</L>
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<LG>
<L>To fair days, &s;torms &s;ucceed; to &s;torms, the fair:</L>
<L>We know but what we are by what we were.</L>
<L>And Mans condition's valu'd more or le&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>By what he had, not what he does po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>For no Extreams could ever gain a Height</L>
<L>From their own natures, but each other's weight.</L>
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So <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot"><L>&mdash;Sed longi poenas Fortuna favoris</L>
<L>Exigit a mi&s;ero, quae tanto pondere famae</L>
<L>Res premit adver&s;as, fati&s;que prioribus urget.</L>
<P><HI>Lucan. Phar. lib. 8.</HI></P></NOTE> <HI>Lucan</HI> made the flying <HI>Pompey</HI> blame,</L>
<L>Not pre&s;ent Woes, but his too-early Fame.</L>
<L>Great <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot"><HI>Hannibal,</HI> in his excellent Speech to <HI>Scipio</HI> between their Armies, then ready to fight, &s;et down by <HI>Livie;</HI> among other motives to <HI>Scipio</HI> for peace, by his own example, advi&s;es him to be &s;ecure from the Ingratitude of his Country; which afterwards was too largely evi|dent by their reducing him to Privacy as great as his for|mer Glories, and render'd them&s;elves unworthy of his A&s;hes, which to this day lie in an unknown Grave.</NOTE> <HI>Scipio,</HI> who&s;e too happy courage made</L>
<L>His Country free, and <HI>Hannibal</HI>'s en&s;lay'd,</L>
<L>Had been more happy, had he been but le&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And not fear'd want of glory, but exce&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Who&s;e Countrie-men's ungrateful fears were more,</L>
<L>For his &s;ucce&s;&s;e, than <HI>Hannibal</HI>'s before.</L>
<L>So much Plebeian Souls from Nature's School,</L>
<L>Are fitted more for Servitude than Rule.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Would &s;uch Examples had been onely known;</L>
<L>But we have felt a greater of our own,</L>
<L>In your Great Father &s;een; who&s;e Sun&s;hine-days&punc;</L>
<L>De&s;erves not more our wonder than our prai&s;e:</L>
<L>Nor did his days of Tempe&s;ts le&s;&s;e proclaim,</L>
<L>But taught us more of Miracle and Fame.</L>
<L>And equal'd all the mi&s;eries it brought;</L>
<L>By vertues, which unequal'd &s;ufferings taught.</L>
<L><PB N="4" REF="11">
Frailty affliction brings; and yet a friend,</L>
<L>In giving tho&s;e afflictions too an end.</L>
<L>Yet immortality can no ble&s;&s;ing give,</L>
<L>But make that perfect, which mu&s;t ever live.</L>
<L>His &s;oul, refin'd &s;o by Cele&s;tiall heat,</L>
<L>One could not hurt; and t'other ha's made great.</L>
<L>He pay'd his &s;cores of Frailty, and of Joy's,</L>
<L>To live, where nothing that's enjoy'd de&s;troy's.</L>
<L>And &s;ell, le&s;t this frail World like Heaven might be,</L>
<L>At once admitting Him, and Con&s;tancy.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Happy were we, had we but under&s;tood,</L>
<L>None were too great, nor we out &s;elves too good!</L>
<L>Within our &s;elves, and by our &s;elves confin'd:</L>
<L>One by our Ocean; t'other by our Mind.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t the obliged World, by War un&s;ought,</L>
<L>Was willingly by gentler Traffick brought.</L>
<L>Secure and Rich; whil&s;t every &s;welling Tide,</L>
<L>That brought us &s;afety, brought us Wealth be&s;ide&punc;</L>
<L>Above the reach of the World's power grown,</L>
<L>And had been &s;afe, had we but fear'd our owne.</L>
<L>What the Grave <HI>Spaniard,</HI> and the <HI>Belgian</HI> too,</L>
<L>The active <HI>French,</HI> by power could not do,</L>
<L>Our pa&s;&s;ions did; and quickly made it known,</L>
<L>We could be Conquered by our &s;elves alone.</L>
<L>And acting that which others could not do,</L>
<L>Are now fit for their Scorn, and Conque&s;t too.</L>
<L>How ju&s;t, and &s;ure Heaven's revenges are!</L>
<L>We &s;lighted peace; and grow de&s;pi&s;'d by War.</L>
<L>Like Mad men then, po&s;&s;e&s;t with Lunacy;</L>
<L>We now mu&s;t find a Cure in mi&s;ery.</L>
<L><PB N="5" REF="11">
And by our &s;uffering, to our wits redeem'd,</L>
<L>Our long-lo&s;t peacefull temper grows e&s;teem'd.</L>
<L>For man does mo&s;t, by the Comparative,</L>
<L>At the true knowledge of Extreams arrive.</L>
<L>And in affliction's ready to adore,</L>
<L>That which he hardly could indure before.</L>
<L>How fatally this Nation proves it true,</L>
<L>In mourning for our bani&s;h't Peace; and You!</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To You, Great Sir, Fortune's in debt alone,</L>
<L>Who can be no way pai'd, but by your owne.</L>
<L>Your Vertues have not more made Crowns your due,</L>
<L>Than &s;ufferings taught you how to u&s;e them too.</L>
<L>Stroaks upon &s;olid bodies do provoke</L>
<L>A &s;ecret brightne&s;&s;e free, unmixt with &s;moak:</L>
<L>No gro&s;&s;ne&s;&s;e mingled; but bright &s;parks declare,</L>
<L>What mighty firmne&s;&s;e their Compo&s;ures are.</L>
<L>So whil&s;t the &s;troaks of Fortune on You light,</L>
<L>Your mighty frame appears more firm and bright.</L>
<L>Affliction often by its powerfull weight,</L>
<L>Is the Ca&s;e-&s;hot of De&s;tiny and Fate.</L>
<L>Routing faint principles together brought</L>
<L>By pro&s;perous vertues; not by hazards taught.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t the weak man is too much under&s;tood,</L>
<L>His frailty more, than his &s;ub&s;tantiall good.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As in the low declining of the day,</L>
<L>Mens &s;haddows more enlarged &s;hew, than they;</L>
<L>So in the worlds great, la&s;t, adver&s;ity,</L>
<L>When every Element their power mu&s;t try;</L>
<L>To di&s;&s;olution they mu&s;t all retire,</L>
<L>And leave but one pure Element of fire.</L>
<L><PB N="6" REF="12">
All that was gro&s;&s;e, which from weak nature flows,</L>
<L>In your great trialls, &s;o expiring &s;hows.</L>
<L>And all unto your Nobler Soul re&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>Nothing &s;eems l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">fe in you, but what's refin'd.</L>
<L>No longer, now, &s;ubject to what is frail,</L>
<L>But have from Nature, cut off the entail.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor yet could Fortune with her pow't or frowns,</L>
<L>Ravi&s;h your Father's Veroues, though his Crowns;</L>
<L>So little was th' e&s;teem of human things,</L>
<L>To that once be&s;t, and now mo&s;t ble&s;t, of Kings.</L>
<L>One that in all his time, was never known,</L>
<L>Greedy of Lives, though weary of his own.</L>
<L>Peace Crown'd his thoughts, though not his wretched time,</L>
<L>His Nature was his fate, his Crown his crime:</L>
<L>De&s;pi&s;'d by his own people, fir&s;t; becau&s;e,</L>
<L>He &s;toop't below his power, and their laws.</L>
<L>His ea&s;ie gifts &s;eem'd all but debts; when they,</L>
<L>Had nothing left to ask, nor he to pay.</L>
<L>Yet that he might unju&s;t, or mean, appear,</L>
<L>For what his nature gave, they thank't his fear.</L>
<L>All the fair vertues of his Halcyon-times</L>
<L>In&s;tead of gratitude contracted crimes</L>
<L>In tho&s;e, who from the fears he ever had,</L>
<L>Of being ill, took boldne&s;&s;e to be bad.</L>
<L>Such as on peace, the name of [idle] fling,</L>
<L>And make their Prince a Tyrant or no King;</L>
<L>So fell that Prince, too good for &s;uch bad times,</L>
<L>By his own Vertues, and by others Crimes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now again&s;t you, Great Sir, their &s;words are turn'd,</L>
<L>And joy in what the VVorld be&s;ides has mourn'd.</L>
<L><PB N="7" REF="12">
Still con&s;tant in their Crimes and Cruelty,</L>
<L>All Con&s;cience turn'd into Nece&s;&s;ity.</L>
<L>Which by the view of acted &s;ins before,</L>
<L>Does &s;afe appear, onely by doing more:</L>
<L>As tho&s;e who quit firm &s;hores, when the wind raves,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t not retire, but bu&s;tle &s;till in waves.</L>
<L>The wandring Needle &s;o can never &s;tay,</L>
<L>Till it finds out the Point it &s;hould obey.</L>
<L>Our Con&s;titution toucht by Monarchy,</L>
<L>Till it re&s;ts there, mu&s;t always wandring bee;</L>
<L>And that mu&s;t fix in You: None could convay</L>
<L>True light, but He that ought to rule the day.</L>
<L>VVhen <HI>Phaeton</HI> did to that heighth a&s;pire,</L>
<L>He brought not influence to the world, but fire:</L>
<L>So tho&s;e led by Ambition to your Throne,</L>
<L>Have brought us ruine, and have found their own.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>VVhil&s;t thus our Sphear is over-ca&s;t with Clowds,</L>
<L>You (the bright Sun) their envious darkne&s;s &s;hrouds,</L>
<L>As ready to break forth, when Factions here</L>
<L>Divide, as when dark clowds part in the Sphear,</L>
<L>The Sun can be. No offer you neglect,</L>
<L>To warm us with your lu&s;tre, and protect</L>
<L>From &s;uch foggs of mean Souls, which &s;till will flie</L>
<L>O're us, till all's di&s;pell'd by Maje&s;ty.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Once for your Kingdome's &s;ake you dur&s;t oppo&s;e</L>
<L>Your Laurel'd Enemies with your <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot">Comming in with the <HI>Scots,</HI> who were before Conquer'd by the <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> at <HI>Dunbar.</HI></NOTE> conquer'd foes.</L>
<L>Yet Heaven from your a&s;&s;i&s;tance then was &s;taid,</L>
<L>Le&s;t the ill Act the good had over-vveigh'd;</L>
<L><PB N="8" REF="13">
And in the Victory tho&s;e <HI>Scots</HI> had found</L>
<L>Their Crimes together vvith your Vertues crovvn'd.</L>
<L>Then 'twas You did attempt your debt to pay</L>
<L>To Us or Nature, by a noble way.</L>
<L>The bold <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot"><HI>Stat ca&s;us renovare omneis, omnemque reverti Per</HI> Trojam, <HI>et rur&s;us caput objectare per&icirc;clis.</HI> Virg. lib. 2. Aeneid.</NOTE> <HI>Aeneas</HI> &s;o, having left <HI>Troy</HI></L>
<L>In its own funerall flames, &s;corn'd to enjoy</L>
<L>Safety alone; but, led by Vertues great</L>
<L>As vvere the Dangers he was to repeat,</L>
<L>Return'd among his ruin'd Friends and State,</L>
<L>To bring them &s;afety, or to fetch their fate.</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t our dull &s;ouls all nobler vvarmth deny'd,</L>
<L>The Covvard and th'In&s;en&s;ible divide</L>
<L>Our vvoes made habits by the u&s;e, or dare</L>
<L>Not think vve knovv hovv great our &s;ufferings are.</L>
<L>Like tho&s;e vvho dvvell in &s;till-re&s;ounding Caves,</L>
<L>VVhere <HI>Nile</HI> &s;ends headlong dovvn his rapid vvaves,</L>
<L>Are deaf, becau&s;e the Clamors con&s;tant are,</L>
<L>The VVater not out-thundered by the Air.</L>
<L>So, &s;till oppre&s;s'd, Cu&s;tom at la&s;t denies</L>
<L>Unto our Souls the u&s;e of Faculties.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus is Your ca&s;e in forlorn habits dre&s;t,</L>
<L>Rob'd of your friends by fear and intere&s;t.</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t Princes little think (&s;ince change is &s;ure)</L>
<L>To pitty others is to be &s;ecure;</L>
<L>Like tho&s;e, vvho neither dying men deplore,</L>
<L>Nor have more thoughts of frailty than before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="9" REF="13">
<L>But HE above, to make his Povver knovvn,</L>
<L>VVhat exceeds ours, has fitted for his ovvn;</L>
<L>And can by tho&s;e bad In&s;truments re&s;tore</L>
<L>Your Crovvns, that were their ravi&s;hers before.</L>
<L>By Jealou&s;ie, and their ambitious Pride,</L>
<L>VVhich may their Crimes among them&s;elves divide;</L>
<L>Till in each others guilty bo&s;ome too,</L>
<L>They &s;heath their Svvords more ju&s;tly than they drew.</L>
<L>Like <HI>Cadmus</HI> children that vvere born vvith &s;trife,</L>
<L>Their quarrell's not le&s;&s;e antient than their life,</L>
<L>VVhich never in &s;ucce&s;&s;ive mi&s;chief dyes,</L>
<L>And factions &s;till on other's ruines ri&s;e.</L>
<L>So a &s;vvell'd VVave in all its pride appears,</L>
<L>VVho&s;e certain fate the follovving billovv bears.</L>
<L>In Storms, ruine on ruine &s;till depends,</L>
<L>Till vvant of giddy vvaves the quarrell ends.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So Ju&s;tice your returning Throne prolongs,</L>
<L>Till they upon them&s;elves revenge your vvrongs.</L>
<L>That without Vict'ry you may Conque&s;t find,</L>
<L>And without Blood your peacefull Brows may bind</L>
<L>With all tho&s;e Crowns, which are as much your due</L>
<L>As Birth and Vertue can contribute to.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus the great Power of all, having fir&s;t cho&s;e</L>
<L>To make your Vertues great and &s;afe by Woes,</L>
<L>Will, by as unexpected ways, re&s;tore</L>
<L>Your ravi&s;h'd Crowns, as they were lo&s;t before.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT>
<TEXT>
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB N="10" REF="14">
<HEAD><HI>To</HI> AMARANTA. <HI>The Fate of Scorn.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>IF you the world could Conquer one by one,</L>
<L>You'd then want Trophies for your boundle&s;s mind;</L>
<L>Like that ambitious <NOTE N="1" PLACE="foot"><HI>Alexander</HI> the Great, of whom <HI>Juven.</HI> 10. <HI>Ae&s;tuat infelix angu&s;to limite mundi.</HI></NOTE> Prince, who wanted room,</L>
<L>In the &s;trait circuit of the world confin'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then like the Tyrant <NOTE N="2" PLACE="foot"><HI>Suetonius,</HI> in the Life of <HI>Nero,</HI> reports, that in his la&s;t ex|tremity, when he &s;ought for <HI>Spicillus</HI> the Fencer, or any, to di&s;patch him: And equally wanting Friends and Ene|mies to afford him that la&s;t favour; <HI>Ergo ego (inquit) nec Amicum habeo, nec Inimicum?</HI></NOTE> <HI>Nero</HI> you mu&s;t fall;</L>
<L>Such fate's as his due to &s;uch cruelty,</L>
<L>Unpittied and unminded too of all,</L>
<L>At once without a Friend or Enemy.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Souldier that joyns Conque&s;t to his name</L>
<L>By Victories, when overcome with years,</L>
<L>(As you mu&s;t one day be) pre&s;erves his fame,</L>
<L>Not by tho&s;e wounds he gave, but tho&s;e he bears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So when your Charms in Age's furrows lie</L>
<L>Lo&s;t, and forgotten, they had once &s;o mov'd;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="11" REF="14">
<L>One Wound amid&s;t your heaps of Victory</L>
<L>Would better tell, that you had been belov'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then like a Tyrant ravi&s;h'd from his Throne,</L>
<L>You'l wi&s;h, that you had gentlier us'd your own.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>Song at <HI>AMARANTA</HI>'s Command,</HEAD>
<OPENER>&s;et to the Tune of <HI>ARCHIBELLA.</HI></OPENER>
<LG>
<L>FAir <HI>Amaranta,</HI> if thy Eyes</L>
<L>Could force &s;ome feigned tears to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>It might my ea&s;ie thoughts &s;uffice.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And joyn'd with mine, perhaps might prove</L>
<L>Enough my Sorrows to remove;</L>
<L>I do not ask they &s;hould my Love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But mine, I fear, thy tears will fright;</L>
<L>And like tho&s;e <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot">The <HI>Sava</HI> and <HI>Danubius,</HI> who&s;e &s;treams never mix in three&s;core miles together, as Sir <HI>Henry Blunt</HI> in his Tra|vells affirms.</NOTE> Rivers that take flight</L>
<L>In the &s;ame Banks, yet ne'r unite.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Tho&s;e &s;treams from &s;prings like ours might flow,</L>
<L>The tears can ne'r united grow,</L>
<L>Of feigned grief and reall woe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="12" REF="15">
<L>Should you too weep, though 'twere for me,</L>
<L>I &s;hould be &s;o concern'd for thee,</L>
<L>To beg again thy cruelty.</L>
<L>No, there's no way to cure my pain,</L>
<L>But paying Truth and Love again,</L>
<L>Such, and as great as feeds my flame.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD><HI>To the unconstant</HI> CYNTHIA. <HI>A SONG.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>TEll me once, Dear, how it does prove</L>
<L>That I &s;o much for&s;worn could be?</L>
<L>I never &s;wore always to love,</L>
<L>I onely vow'd &s;till to love thee:</L>
<L>And art thou now what thou wert then,</L>
<L>Un&s;worn unto by other men?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In thy fair Brea&s;t, and once-fair Soul,</L>
<L>I thought my Vows were writ alone;</L>
<L>But others Oaths &s;o blurr'd the Scrole,</L>
<L>That I no more could read my own.</L>
<L>And am I &s;till oblig'd to pay,</L>
<L>When you had thrown the Bond away?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor mu&s;t we onely part in Joy,</L>
<L>Our tears as well mu&s;t be unkind:</L>
<L>VVeep you, that could &s;uch truth de&s;troy;</L>
<L>And I, that could &s;uch fal&s;ene&s;s find.</L>
<L><PB N="13" REF="15">
Thus we mu&s;t unconcern'd remain</L>
<L>In our divided Joys and Pain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet we may love, but on this diff'rent &s;core,</L>
<L>You what I am, I what you were before.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>To the Same.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>YOu are not, <HI>Cynthia,</HI> better pleas'd than I,</L>
<L>That you fir&s;t led the way</L>
<L>Through this dark night of blind Incon&s;tancy,</L>
<L>And fir&s;t found break of Day.</L>
<L>To freedom now we'l &s;acrifice dreams pa&s;t.</L>
<L>'Twas my good fate to cry Good-morrow la&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Perhaps &s;o &s;oon I could not di&s;-engage,</L>
<L>Having a greater &s;core.</L>
<L>Some Birds will longer hover round the Cage,</L>
<L>Though 'twas their Jayl before.</L>
<L>Yet &s;ure I meant not long to &s;it about</L>
<L>The a&s;hes, when the fire was quite burnt out.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Since now my Jaylor has my Chains unty'd,</L>
<L>I'le hold my hand no more</L>
<L>Up at Love's Bar; he is condemn'd untride,</L>
<L>That has been burnt before.</L>
<L>Now that heart-&s;ickne&s;s which &s;he gave, protects;</L>
<L>'Tis &s;eldom that the &s;ame plague twice infects.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="14" REF="16">
<L>Brea&s;ts that have known Love's cruell &s;lavery,</L>
<L>Are better fortifi'd</L>
<L>By that experience than they ere can be,</L>
<L>By rea&s;on or by pride.</L>
<L>Then blu&s;h not that you quench'd this am'rous flame,</L>
<L>But blu&s;h with me, if we two love again.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>To the Same.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>TEmpt me no more (fair <HI>Cynthia)</HI> 'tis as vain,</L>
<L>As was the hated Action when you lo&s;t,</L>
<L>What you unju&s;tly fancy novv to gain;</L>
<L>Though at the &s;ame repeated vice's co&s;t.</L>
<L>For he you lov'd more than your Con&s;tancy,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t &s;uffer now as then you injur'd me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Such puni&s;hment attends that hated &s;inne,</L>
<L>That the repentance of it, is a Crime:</L>
<L>And you to gain my heart mu&s;t act agen</L>
<L>The vice which lo&s;t it fir&s;t, from being thine.</L>
<L>How ju&s;tly does Love's-god his power &s;how,</L>
<L>In making the uncon&s;tant ever &s;o?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>That <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot"><HI>Cleop<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">tra,</HI> whole beamy gain'd her as ab&s;olute an Empire over <HI>Julius <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word">;</HI> as he had over others, by his victories and vertues. After him, this Queen as various in Love, as in Ambition, exten|ded her Conque&s;ts over <HI>Marcus Antoni<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</HI> to who&s;e power <HI>Octavius Cae&s;ar</HI> put an end, overthrowing the Lovers in a Batrell, and de|&s;ign'd <HI>Cl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">opatra</HI> to adorn his Triumph, who by death prevented a &s;hame, &s;o contrary to her former glories.</NOTE> Queen who&s;e charms on <HI>Cae&s;ar</HI> all could do,</L>
<L>He did to others by his Sword and Mind,</L>
<L><PB N="15" REF="16">
Making the VVorld his Slave and Lover too;</L>
<L>Had &s;he as con&s;tant been as fair and kind.</L>
<L><HI>Octavius</HI> vvould have blu&s;h'd at thoughts to have,</L>
<L><HI>Romes</HI> conquering <HI>Cae&s;ar's</HI> Mi&s;tris for his &s;lave.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor did one <HI>Cae&s;ar</HI> ju&s;tlier think his Love,</L>
<L>Paid to her charm's, vvhil&s;t equall flames &s;he feels,</L>
<L>Than t' other vvhen &s;he did uncon&s;tant prove,</L>
<L>De&s;ign'd tho&s;e beauties for his Chariot-wheels.</L>
<L>So you may fall unpitti'd as &s;he did,</L>
<L>Uncon&s;tant unto all things but her pride.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Tho&s;e beauties vvhich in your fair face and eyes,</L>
<L>So long have rendevouz'd in Con&s;tant pay,</L>
<L>Like Armies &s;till attempting victories,</L>
<L>And alway's kept on duty, mu&s;t decay.</L>
<L>Then vvhen tho&s;e troops of beauties once decline,</L>
<L>You'l feel the vvant of your lo&s;t Truth and Time.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>To CELIA. <HI>Who de&s;ired to have Ver&s;es, that were written on Her in a gla&s;&s;e Window, to be given Her in a &s;heet of Paper.</HI></HEAD>
<L>YOur prai&s;es vvhich the vvounded gla&s;s did bear,</L>
<L>By your Command this paper now mu&s;t wear;</L>
<L><PB N="16" REF="17">
Both's due to you, 'tis ju&s;t all prai&s;es meet,</L>
<L>Of VVomen, in a gla&s;&s;e, or in a &s;heet.</L>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>To AMARANTA. <HI>The Confe&s;&s;ion.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>NOvv I confe&s;&s;e, I am ore'come,</L>
<L>Though the out-vvorks vvere &s;torm'd before,</L>
<L>Yet they &s;eem'd &s;lighted and not vvonne;</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t I had a Re&s;erve in &s;tore.</L>
<L>But &s;he that Conquers not in part,</L>
<L>Storm'd then my heart;</L>
<L>VVhich fami&s;h't rea&s;on kept before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She had corrupted &s;o my Spies,</L>
<L>And me to that Condition brought,</L>
<L>I dur&s;t not &s;end abroad my eyes;</L>
<L>But like a Covvard vvink't and fought.</L>
<L>For vvhen I did tho&s;e helpers u&s;e,</L>
<L>They brought me nevv's;</L>
<L>She had fre&s;h troops of beauties got.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>See vvhat is unre&s;train'd de&s;ire,</L>
<L>And to give leave to vvandring eyes,</L>
<L>Like that fond fool that plaies vvith fire;</L>
<L>VVhere all the Ammunition lies.</L>
<L>And to attempt retreats is vain,</L>
<L>VVhen the laid train.</L>
<L>Had taken fire from her eyes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="17" REF="17">
<L>Now my blown flame can fewell find,</L>
<L>Of every thought I have, and knows</L>
<L>How to di&s;ge&s;t my peace of mind;</L>
<L>For in di&s;temper'd brea&s;ts Love grows.</L>
<L>Well did the antient Poets feign,</L>
<L>That from the Main,</L>
<L>And troubled Waves, Love's godde&s;&s;e ro&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet though condemn'd, I blu&s;h to grieve,</L>
<L>As much as once I did to love;</L>
<L>I'm pleas'd his Laws grant no reprieve:</L>
<L>He that to Fate would &s;lowly move,</L>
<L>Has lo&s;t his courage with his heart,</L>
<L>And that mean part</L>
<L>May make her &s;corn a ju&s;tice prove.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD><HI>To Mrs.</HI> Mor. <HI>on the Birth of her Fir&s;t Son.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THus Heaven does you &amp; us from fears redeem:</L>
<L>At once gives Joy; and to that, Joy E&s;teem.</L>
<L>Tho&s;e reli&s;h Ea&s;e that fir&s;t have ta&s;ted Pain;</L>
<L>By knowing what we want, we value gain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So great and perfect now your ble&s;&s;ings are,</L>
<L>You &s;eem in more than what is frail to &s;hare;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t you renew your lea&s;e of life and fame,</L>
<L>By living thus in vertues and in name.</L>
<L><PB N="18" REF="18">
'Tis ju&s;t this child &s;hould be in all your heir,</L>
<L>And equally of life and vertues &s;hare.</L>
<L>For whil&s;t he lay within his living Tomb,</L>
<L>How could he but contract what was your own?</L>
<L>So water, pour'd into a ve&s;&s;ell, owes</L>
<L>A reli&s;h to the cask through which it flowes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus you give vertues and give life away,</L>
<L>Yet not le&s;&s;e good, nor &s;uffer by decay.</L>
<L>One flame unto a thou&s;and may give light,</L>
<L>Yet has not le&s;&s;e, nor does remain le&s;&s;e bright.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But thus whil&s;t life and vertue you be&s;tow,</L>
<L>Think to his happy pa&s;&s;ion what you owe.</L>
<L>Had you left unrewarded his pure flame,</L>
<L>You mu&s;t have lo&s;t your &s;hare in time and fame.</L>
<L>So in the Chaos before Love made way,</L>
<L>Both Time and Glory unregarded lay.</L>
<L>But &s;ee what mutuall obligations pa&s;t,</L>
<L>You gave him Joys, and he thus makes them la&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>The Dream.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>STay thou &s;till, deare&s;t Shape, O do not fly!</L>
<L>Why do tho&s;e charming looks appear &s;o &s;trange?</L>
<L>In t'other world there's no incon&s;tancy,</L>
<L>Nor has my Love in this admitted change.</L>
<L>The Joys in t'other world the gods be&s;tow,</L>
<L>Do from enlarged love and knowledge flow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="19" REF="18">
<L>Since then you needs mu&s;t know I have been true,</L>
<L>And my faith tells, you cannot but be &s;o;</L>
<L>What cruell unknown Law obliges you,</L>
<L>By this re&s;erv'dne&s;s, to encrea&s;e my wo?</L>
<L>Like <HI>Tantalus,</HI> who always is deny'd</L>
<L>Tho&s;e &s;treams which by his longing &s;en&s;es glide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Is it as wi&s;e men often tell us here,</L>
<L>Though love and knowledge &s;hall have an encrea&s;e,</L>
<L>They'l have no partiall applications there;</L>
<L>Knowledge re&s;olves in Prai&s;e, and Love in Peace.</L>
<L>As Sun&s;hine equally on all reflects,</L>
<L>Yet to one object mo&s;t no beam directs?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Or are you now forbid to own a fire,</L>
<L>(Though kindled by the ble&s;&s;ed &s;hape you bear)</L>
<L>Whil&s;t rak'd in living a&s;hes? This de&s;ire,</L>
<L>You &s;ure may own, and &s;ure the gods will hear.</L>
<L>In pitty of my woes this ble&s;&s;ing give,</L>
<L>That I may die, or unconcern'd may live.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>A DIALOGUE.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Thir&s;is. Charon.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>CHaron,</HI> O gentle <HI>Charon,</HI> bring thy Boat.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who's this that calls with an unu&s;uall note?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hither thy Ve&s;&s;ell, gentle <HI>Charon,</HI> drive.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="20" REF="19">
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;peak&s;t as if that thou wert now alive.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>And may I &s;till be &s;o, unle&s;&s;e to me</L>
<L>Thou tell'&s;t large joys of your Eternity.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why would&s;t thou know? &s;ince tho&s;e that bodies have</L>
<L>I &s;eldom row, or tho&s;e that want a grave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ep<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> thee why?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>A &s;inful Soul will &s;inck</L>
<L>My patcht-up Bark almo&s;t below the brink.</L>
<L>Should Bodies too with their offences go,</L>
<L>'Twould &s;inck me quite.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>By that then thou do&s;t know</L>
<L>If any Soul has pa&s;t the&s;e fatall &s;treams,</L>
<L>Whom good or ill has govern'd in extreams.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>Perhaps I may.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then, gentle <HI>Charon,</HI> tell</L>
<L>What I &s;hall ask, and I'le reward thee well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ask quickly then, for here I never wait,</L>
<L>Souls croud &s;o fa&s;t; Ambition, War, and Fate</L>
<L>Send cu&s;tom &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did not thy fatall Boat,</L>
<L>But lately, as if lo&s;t in tempe&s;ts, float?</L>
<L>If thy Boat feels the humor of the Soul</L>
<L>It bears, &s;ure it did lately &s;trangely roul.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>I carried &s;uch a one, a Woman too,</L>
<L>Who then I gue&s;t had been too much untrue,</L>
<L>My Boat &s;o totter'd &s;till. Would&s;t go where &s;he</L>
<L>Now lives?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not I, but rather tel to me,</L>
<L>What &s;he does there?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>She fickly wan|ders now,</L>
<L>And ever mu&s;t, in glo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">my &s;hades below.</L>
<L><PB N="21" REF="19">
'Tis ju&s;t they never &s;hould directly find,</L>
<L>Or know their way, that never knew their mind.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hould have wander'd too, it &s;eems; had I</L>
<L>But thought it fine to whine, and grieve, &amp; die.</L>
<L>Nor yet her fal&s;ne&s;s, nor the cruelty</L>
<L>Of one more fair and good, could work on me,</L>
<L>To break my heart; perhaps it did my &s;leep.</L>
<L>Did&s;t thou not carry, o're this fatall Deep,</L>
<L>One that appear'd &s;evere, yet &s;trictly good?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Bark did then but gently ki&s;s the Floud;</L>
<L>She was no weight, for vertue was her guide,</L>
<L>And helpt me too as much as could a Tide.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>She &s;ure &s;its always &s;till; but &s;hould I find</L>
<L>Her in your World, Might &s;he at la&s;t grow kind?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, Never now; for there may grow a crime,</L>
<L>Where there can be a change in thought or time.</L>
<L>But if to go to her thou do&s;t de&s;ire,</L>
<L>Thy joy mu&s;t be, at di&s;tance to admire.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank thee, gentle <HI>Charon;</HI> now I'le &s;tay,</L>
<L>Since I mu&s;t either doat, or lo&s;e my way.</L>
<L>I'le back to our dull World again, and find</L>
<L>A Mi&s;tre&s;s, if I can, both fair and kind.</L>
<L>For &s;ince at la&s;t we hither all mu&s;t throng,</L>
<L>'Tis good, I &s;ee, to bring one's heav'n along.</L>
<L>I hope the gods too will with this di&s;pence,</L>
<L>To be uncon&s;tant in one's own defence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why then farewell.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thir.</SPEAKER>
<L>When I return my &s;cores</L>
<L>I'le pay in vertues which &s;hall be thy Oars.</L>
<L><PB N="22" REF="20">
Back to my World I'le go,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Char.</SPEAKER>
<L>and I to mine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chor.</SPEAKER>
<L>That Brea&s;t has heaven's light where Vertues &s;hine.</L>
<L>Heaven dwells in brea&s;ts, kept free from crimes and hate;</L>
<L>The place does but pre&s;erve from change and fate.</L>
</SP>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>The Re&s;olution.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>NO <HI>Cynthia,</HI> never think I can</L>
<L>Love a divided heart and mind;</L>
<L>Your Sun&s;hine love to every man,</L>
<L>Appears alike as great as kind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>None but the duller <HI>Per&s;ians</HI> kneel,</L>
<L>And the bright god of Beams implore:</L>
<L>Whil&s;t others equall influence feel.</L>
<L>That never did the god adore.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The riches of your Love's put forth,</L>
<L>And ev'ry man retains a part,</L>
<L>You can't call't in, to make you worth</L>
<L>The purcha&s;e of a faithfull heart.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Hope not to be mine, or your own;</L>
<L>You can't your &s;elfe to me re&s;tore,</L>
<L>The Ne&s;t is left, the Birds are flown.</L>
<L>And bankrupt-Love &s;ets up no more:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="23" REF="20">
<L>Your kindne&s;&s;e which at randome flyes,</L>
<L>Makes your Love-patients all &s;ecure,</L>
<L>But they will find your Emp'rick eyes;</L>
<L>Can only palliate, never cure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though I re&s;olve to love no more,</L>
<L>Since I did once; I will advi&s;e.</L>
<L>The love of Conque&s;ts now give o're,</L>
<L>Di&s;quiets wait on Victories.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To your much injur'd peace and name,</L>
<L>Love's farewell as a tribute pay,</L>
<L>Grow now re&s;erv'd and rai&s;e your fame;</L>
<L>By your own choice not your decay.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She that to Age her charms re&s;ignes,</L>
<L>And then at la&s;t turns Votary;</L>
<L>Though Vertue much the change inclines,</L>
<L>'Tis &s;ullied by Nece&s;&s;ity.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>The Opinion.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>LOng have I thought, It was in vain,</L>
<L>To &s;eek to purcha&s;e Love or Fame:</L>
<L>For both alike would &s;lide away,</L>
<L>Or by my own, or her decay.</L>
<L>For Love and Fame, crown'd with &s;ucce&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Do from enjoyment both grow le&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="24" REF="21">
<L>Had the god's &s;o, but been content,</L>
<L>I would have liv'd indifferent.</L>
<L>Not to have fear'd extreams of fate,</L>
<L>Or Cares, that from lo&s;t Joyes take weight;</L>
<L>Indifferency all &s;afety keeps,</L>
<L>Ther's none unhappy whil&s;t he &s;leeps.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But &s;trangely wak't, &s;he did &s;urprize,</L>
<L>My bli&s;&s;e and rea&s;on with her eyes:</L>
<L>So lazy Princes wanting aime,</L>
<L>To &s;eck to purcha&s;e love and fame,</L>
<L>Are by &s;ome &s;lighted power o'recome,</L>
<L>The &s;corn of others, and their own.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now &s;he too much her power knows;</L>
<L>So &s;ome re&s;i&s;ted &s;tream o'reflows</L>
<L>More than its u&s;uall banks; nor I</L>
<L>Dare longer her ju&s;t power deny:</L>
<L>That mu&s;t above the Common rate,</L>
<L>Not reward pa&s;&s;ions but Create.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD><HI>To</HI> AMARANTA, <HI>doubting his Constancy.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>AS from a neigh bouring rock, afflicted eyes</L>
<L>See their lov'd object, to&s;t by threatning waves,</L>
<L>Rude me&s;&s;engers of angry de&s;tinies;</L>
<L>Their &s;welling wombs grown fertile too with graves.</L>
<L><PB N="25" REF="21">
Safety and joy, their nature lo&s;e; whil&s;t he,</L>
<L>Share's with the others, fears and de&s;tiny.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So from the height of all my happine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t I &s;ee &s;torms of fears oppre&s;&s;e thee &s;o,</L>
<L>I wi&s;h thy ju&s;tice more, though kindne&s;&s;e le&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>My grief is far more gentle then thy woe.</L>
<L>Though both wayes led unto my fate, yet I</L>
<L>Would as thy Martyr, not thy Traitor, dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Seldome, its true, the mighty &s;tock of Love,</L>
<L>Meets in one mind, with &s;uch refined &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>As to pre&s;erve that which it can't improve,</L>
<L>Only by paying its own ju&s;t expence.</L>
<L>Not all tho&s;e taxes which vain eyes de&s;igne,</L>
<L>To many beauties, and decaying time.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet there is Love, like mine, can know no end,</L>
<L>Above the reach of any change or fate,</L>
<L>Ile &s;mile at beauties too, that would pretend</L>
<L>A reformation in my happy &s;tate;</L>
<L>Be but as kind, as I will con&s;tant prove,</L>
<L>And make my Joyes as perfect as my Love.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD><HI>Upon hearing Mrs.</HI> M. K. <HI>&s;ing.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>OUr vain Philo&s;ophy can only teach,</L>
<L>But not command, when &s;orrows make a breach</L>
<L><PB N="26" REF="22">
Upon the heart: but to thy voice we pay</L>
<L>Obedience, whil&s;t we &s;light what wi&s;emen &s;ay.</L>
<L>Thy charming breath through our enchaunted ears,</L>
<L>Po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion takes, where once our hopes and fears</L>
<L>Rai&s;'d &s;torms before, and the becalmed brea&s;t,</L>
<L>No longer now by cruell care's oppre&s;t.</L>
<L>'Twere Heaven protected thus from all extreams,</L>
<L>Were but thy breath Eternall, and our Dreams.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So <HI>Orpheus,</HI> led not by his fate but choice,</L>
<L>To the dull world of &s;hades his charming voice;</L>
<L>Brought Heaven there, and made the torments cea&s;e,</L>
<L>Th' infernall bu&s;ine&s;&s;e all lock't up in peace.</L>
<L>His voice, the bu&s;ie Furies could compo&s;e,</L>
<L>And thine our pa&s;&s;ions, Furies great as tho&s;e.</L>
<L>By <HI>Lethe's</HI> &s;treams, which brought forgetfulne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Souls were &s;ecur'd of pre&s;ent happine&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>So thy Loud voice, not only Joy procures,</L>
<L>But, by oblivion too, our cares &s;ecures.</L>
<L>We, whil&s;t you Sing, in &s;tate of bli&s;&s;e remain,</L>
<L>And when you cea&s;e, &s;hrink to our &s;elves again.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>AMARANTA, <HI>to the god of Love.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>AH, mighty Love, what power unknown,</L>
<L>Ha&s;t thou now u&s;'d more than thy own!</L>
<L>It was thy conduct and de&s;igne,</L>
<L>But not thy power that Vanqui&s;h't mine.</L>
<L>As a great Captain to his Name,</L>
<L>Of every Conque&s;t joynes the fame;</L>
<L><PB N="27" REF="22">
Though 'twas not by his power got,</L>
<L>But Army's, by his Conduct brought:</L>
<L>So when thou could'&s;t not do't alone,</L>
<L>Thou lead'&s;t his troops of Vertues on.</L>
<L>And I now feel by my &s;urprize,</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t not only darts but eyes;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ju&s;t god! now take again thy Arms,</L>
<L>And rally all I have of charms.</L>
<L>What pow'r and conduct cannot do,</L>
<L>Make his beliefe contribute to.</L>
<L>So, when the earth &s;ome promi&s;e &s;hows,</L>
<L>That &s;he does greater wealth inclo&s;e;</L>
<L>Believing men &s;earch her rich veins,</L>
<L>And crown their hopes with unknown gains;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>May he, but at the fir&s;t, incline to Love,</L>
<L>Then by my Faith, and Time,</L>
<L>His Ju&s;tice, after the &s;urprize,</L>
<L>Shall be more fetter'd than his eyes?</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
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<DIV1 TYPE="half title">
<PB REF="23">
<PB REF="23">
<P>THE BLIND LADY A Comedy.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="24">
<HEAD>The Per&s;ons.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM><HI>SIgi&s;mond</HI> King of <HI>Poland.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Albertus</HI> Vaivvode of <HI>Ruthenia.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Phylanter</HI> his &s;on.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Mironault</HI> Vaivvode of <HI>Lithuania.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Hippa&s;us, Py&s;ander,</HI> friends to <HI>Mironault.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Lyce&s;pes,</HI> friend to <HI>Phylanter.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Symothacles,</HI> Generall to the King.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Peter,</HI> &s;ervant to the Blind Lady.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Me&s;&s;engers, Hunt&s;men, Tenants.</ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<ITEM><HI>Mirramente,</HI> the Prince&s;&s;e.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Amione,</HI> &s;i&s;ter to <HI>Mironault.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Philena,</HI> a great Lady attending the Prince&s;&s;e.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Coeca,</HI> a Blind Lady.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Quinever,</HI> her Maid.</ITEM>
</LIST>
</DIV1>
</FRONT>
<BODY>
<HEAD><PB N="29" REF="24">The Blind Lady.</HEAD>
<DIV1 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT 1.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCEN. 1.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Albertus, Phylanter.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>BUt upon what injury, <HI>Phylanter?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>Love and Ambition, Sir, tho&s;e two great injuries</L>
<L>Of mens &s;educed minds, which fill the thoughts.</L>
<L>Full of Revenge, not with the ju&s;tne&s;&s;e of it.</L>
<L>What <HI>Mironault</HI> has done, moves not my hate;</L>
<L>But what he may, my fears. By her, a Kingdom, Sir;</L>
<L>And, with her &s;elf, a World&mdash;</L>
<L>Falls in my arms. How &s;low you are to crown</L>
<L>Me and your &s;elf with happine&s;&s;e?</L>
<L>You can love neither, and deny.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>But are you &s;ure he comes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am certainly inform'd &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yet con&s;ider, &s;on, how will the King re&s;ent,</L>
<L>That whil&s;t he's paying his duty to the Prince&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>He &s;hould be there &s;urpri&s;ed?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="30" REF="25">
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>That is your part for to prevent, Sir,</L>
<L>Telling the King, (&s;uch minds are ever jealous)</L>
<L>That his de&s;ignes were to &s;urpri&s;e the Prince&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>'Twill appear &s;ervice then, and may de&s;troy</L>
<L>My Rival's intere&s;t, if not advance my own.</L>
<L>Tho&s;e, Sir, that traffick in the&s;e &s;eas,</L>
<L>Fraught not their Bark with fear<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">:</L>
<L>Be&s;ides, there needs none now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yet think again, though, as you are my &s;on,</L>
<L>I can deny you little; and 'tis more ju&s;t</L>
<L>You &s;hould, deny your &s;elf, and not obey</L>
<L>The&s;e ha&s;ty pa&s;&s;ions. He ne're injur'd you;</L>
<L>Or if he had, there were a nobler way</L>
<L>For your reven<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e than this. You are angry</L>
<L>That the world's plea&s;ed with him, and that he may</L>
<L>Enjoy a bli&s;s you wi&s;h for; or, at lea&s;t,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e he wi&s;hes it as well as you;</L>
<L>A Quarrell which Mankind mu&s;t lay a&s;ide,</L>
<L>Or all be Murtherers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>You told me, I did obey my pa&s;&s;ions,</L>
<L>To tho&s;e you give your rea&s;ons then:</L>
<L>As much you may expect from them,</L>
<L>As if you told the winds they blew. too hard.</L>
<L>Think of the Cau&s;e, then judge of the Effect.</L>
<L>'Tis Love&mdash;Love for the Prince&s;&s;e too,</L>
<L>For who&s;e fair &s;ake, Who'd not attempt</L>
<L>The angry billows &s;well'd with horrid &s;torms,</L>
<L>The Sea-gods Pyramids, when every wave</L>
<L>Bears too, like tho&s;e, within its womb a grave,</L>
<L>Or dangers yet unheard of? Determine, Sir,</L>
<L><PB N="31" REF="25">
For I re&s;olve to act; and let the &s;tory then</L>
<L>Come to his unprepared ears.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, that I may pro&s;erve you</L>
<L>From &s;ome more unadvi&s;ed cour&s;e, (if more can be)</L>
<L>I'le do it; but take heed</L>
<L>Of letting violence be offer'd to him:</L>
<L>Pre&s;erve thy &s;elf free from &s;o foul a crime.</L>
<L>Love's way lies not through blood. Con&s;ider too</L>
<L>What we now go to act; nor blu&s;h</L>
<L>To think thou did&s;t do ill, or that 'twill throw</L>
<L>A&s;per&s;ions on thy judgment, to di&s;like</L>
<L>The folly thou had&s;t dotingly embrac'd.</L>
<L>Hee's wi&s;e that &s;ees his error at the la&s;t,</L>
<L>Who weighs all the&s;e in perfect &s;cales,</L>
<L>Shame of his crime, and not his wit, prevails.</L>
<L>Farewell, I leave you to your thoughts.</L>
<L>&mdash;I'le on my way to night.</L>
<L>Heaven direct and pro&s;per you.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>How nice his con&s;cience was&mdash;now to my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>And thou, great god of Love, that rul'&s;t my heart,</L>
<L>Attempt but Fortune with as kind a Dart;</L>
<L>That whil&s;t I reach at what can &s;carcely be,</L>
<L>Fortune as madly too may dote on me.</L>
<L>&mdash;Now all things but de&s;igne</L>
<L>Leave me&mdash;and yet&mdash;it looks but odly,</L>
<L>To put off all this hone&s;ty at once,</L>
<L>And to have none about me.</L>
<L>Or was it ever mine? &s;ure I borrow'd it,</L>
<L>And 'tis a thing that's taken up on tru&s;t;</L>
<L><PB N="32" REF="26">
I owe the world &s;o much; I'le think on't</L>
<L>When I can pay it. <HI>Lyce&s;pes,</HI> welcome,</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Lyce&s;pes.</HI></STAGE>
<L>I was re&s;olved ju&s;t now to &s;eek you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyce&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>You would have found me &s;till prepar'd to &s;erve you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are my noble friend, nor will I &s;ay,</L>
<L>That I &s;hall try it now; this onely can</L>
<L>Pre&s;erve it. But words are wa&s;ters of our time,</L>
<L>And robs us &s;till of action. As fa&s;t then as you can</L>
<L>Get all our friends in readine&s;&s;e, as many</L>
<L>As po&s;&s;ibly you can, well arm'd and mounted.</L>
<L>Return with all the &s;peed your Love can make.</L>
<L>As we go you &s;hall know all,</L>
<L>The re&s;t mu&s;t live in ignorance.</L>
<L>What Power now to invoke I hardly know,</L>
<L>Yet every god has felt what Love can do.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 1. SCEN 2.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>two Hunt&s;men.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>COme, the Prince&s;&s;e is hard at hand:</L>
<L>And if we ha&s;te not, &s;he may overtake us.</L>
<L>To night too, we mu&s;t lodge the Deer.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<L>We need not care for that; this Forre&s;t</L>
<L>Is &s;o well &s;tor'd, that Game's in every Thicket.</L>
<L>It cau&s;es the Prince&s;&s;e con&s;tant progre&s;&s;e</L>
<L><PB N="33" REF="26">
Into the&s;e parts&mdash;But who are the&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Mironault, Hyppa&s;us, Py&s;ander.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis the brave <HI>Mironault.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well overtaken, Hunt&s;men,</L>
<L>Is the Prince&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Yet far behind?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, my Lord, he is almo&s;t in &s;ight.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Hunt&s;.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank you&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;Whither does Love thus hurry me?</L>
<L>A Tyrant that denies the &s;malle&s;t hopes,</L>
<L>Where he gives large&s;t wi&s;hes!</L>
<L>The greate&s;t Beauties are like greate&s;t Wealths,</L>
<L>Subjects for all mens wi&s;hes, not their hopes.</L>
<L>Fears &s;hare with Love the Empire of the heart,</L>
<L>Rendring alike the Lover and the Coward.</L>
<L>Danger's the awfull Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e of the one,</L>
<L>Who fears to tempt her, le&s;t he &s;hould endure</L>
<L>That fate too quickly, which he knowes is &s;ure.</L>
<L>So, whil&s;t the other's Mi&s;tre&s;s too is ignorant,</L>
<L>Onely more &s;low, the pining Lover dies,</L>
<L>And that &s;ure fate but ha&s;tes, if &s;he denies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dear Sir, let not grief thus torment you.</L>
<L>You &s;hould have there a nobler Gue&s;t, your Rea&s;on;</L>
<L>And were that there, there hardly could be room</L>
<L>For &s;uch di&s;orders. Pa&s;&s;ions are like Thieves,</L>
<L>That watch to enter undefended places,</L>
<L>And rob you too of all that put's a difference</L>
<L>Between Wild-bea&s;ts and Man. Yet, mi&s;take not;</L>
<L>Your grief, if not di&s;pair, is the fond pa&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>I &s;peak again&s;t, and not the love they &s;pring from:</L>
<L>That were her injury, to whom alone</L>
<L><PB N="34" REF="27">
All is due, as Rivers to the Ocean.</L>
<L>Yet Nature has decreed, that &s;he mu&s;t love:</L>
<L>Believe your worth and your devotion then</L>
<L>As great as any&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Hyppa&s;us&mdash;</HI></L>
<L>'Tis ea&s;ier far to coun&s;ell than to act;</L>
<L>And every one's provided with the wi&s;dom,</L>
<L>That has not intere&s;t in the misfortune.</L>
<L>And tho&s;e that in Feavors, though 'tis their ruine,</L>
<L>Wi&s;h Rivers of drink; the &s;tanders by,</L>
<L>That then advi&s;e, and, may be, wonder at them,</L>
<L>Would, in the &s;ame di&s;ea&s;e, do ju&s;t &s;o too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;an.</SPEAKER>
<L>You know not, Sir, but this great godde&s;&s;e</L>
<L>May be a little mercifull: by this hand,</L>
<L>If &s;he be not, I'le be revenged,</L>
<L>On half the Sex at lea&s;t, by proving rigorous</L>
<L>To tho&s;e poor Wenches I have prated to;</L>
<L>That's every one almo&s;t that e're I &s;aw&mdash;Then for|&s;ooth</L>
<L>Will the poor creatures wi&s;h their amorous heads</L>
<L>Fill'd with Romances, pine, and die,</L>
<L>With Willow-garlands under Myrtle-&s;hades:</L>
<L>And grief for them will kill the Mothers too.</L>
<L>Your Prince&s;&s;e &s;hall not have many Female Subjects.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank thee, good <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> for attempting</L>
<L>To mix thy mirth with my oppo&s;ing griefs.</L>
<L>But they are contraries, and cannot meet in one.</L>
<L>&mdash;but let it peri&s;h withme&mdash;I mu&s;t again</L>
<L>De&s;ire your &s;ecre&s;ies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay that's&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pardon me, <HI>Hyppa&s;us&mdash;</HI></L>
<L><PB N="35" REF="27">
I know it's needle&s;&s;e to repeat</L>
<L>A wi&s;h of mine to either of you:</L>
<L>But what men's thoughts are full with, i&s;&s;ue forth,</L>
<L>With too much ha&s;te and freedom.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;an.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will you take my advice, Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay pray, Sir, hear him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, what is't, <HI>Py&s;ander?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;an.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whol&s;om extreamly! For the kind con&s;ti|tution</L>
<L>Of a decaying Lover; this is the &s;hort Receipt.</L>
<L>In the fir&s;t place, make your &s;elf&mdash;very&mdash;drunck.</L>
<L>Nay, nay, you need not wonder; by divine <HI>Bacchus,</HI></L>
<L>'Tis a rare expre&s;&s;ion of pa&s;&s;ion to court di&s;orderly,</L>
<L>To make a meer Chaos of one's &s;elf, and then give her&punc;</L>
<L>The honor of Creating you; then, be&s;ides,</L>
<L>All truth and all good nature will appear.</L>
<L>If this be not the way to be con&s;ider'd, I'l be judg'd&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>How do you like it, Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>There's kindne&s;&s;e in't to me, I know, <HI>Hyppa|&s;us;</HI></L>
<L>And were I capable of mirth, it might produce it.</L>
<L>But Grief and Love are throng'd together,</L>
<L>And have &s;carce room enough.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Have either Joy or Grief, wee'l &s;hare with you;</L>
<L>Nor was't our fears of having part</L>
<L>That made us wi&s;h you none; we value you</L>
<L>And our own lives at the &s;ame rate:</L>
<L>We wi&s;h them free from all misfortunes,</L>
<L>Yet &s;hare all willingly rather than part.</L>
<L>But we mu&s;t alter now that &s;hew of trouble</L>
<L>Which we have given our &s;elves; for the Prince&s;&s;e</L>
<L><PB N="36" REF="28">
Mu&s;t needs be neer.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>See <HI>Hippa&s;us&mdash;.</HI></L>
<L>I had forgot the &s;ubject of my thoughts,</L>
<L>How greedily I wi&s;h, yet fear to &s;ee her!</L>
<L>Like &s;ome poor Votary, who&s;e holy thoughts</L>
<L>Sets off &s;o much, the joyes of Paradi&s;e,</L>
<L>That it employes as many fears as wi&s;hes.</L>
<L>&mdash;Hark &s;he comes! You Powers above,</L>
<L>Lend Love and Fortune now their eyes,</L>
<L>To help, or &s;ee at lea&s;t, their &s;acrifice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>You 're well met, my Lord,</L>
<L>Was it a chance,</L>
<L>Or your de&s;igne that brought you?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Prince&s;&s;e Philena &amp; followers.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis all I have about me of ambition,</L>
<L>And of large wi&s;hes, that I may often</L>
<L>Have leave thus to pre&s;ent my &s;ervice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your &s;ervice, Sir, has been &s;o much con&s;ide|rable,</L>
<L>That I &s;hould be alone guilty of folly,</L>
<L>Did I not valew it at &s;uch a rate,</L>
<L>As the whole World have &s;ett upon it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I had &s;uch a power, to oblige</L>
<L>As much, as you are plea&s;'d to &s;ay I have;</L>
<L>The World's applau&s;e, could not &s;o much reward</L>
<L>My &s;ervices, as your receiving of them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>My intere&s;t, next to my Father's,</L>
<L>In this obliged Nation by your valour,</L>
<L>Has made it gratitude ever for me,</L>
<L>To avow that and more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have then much of my be&s;t wi&s;hes crown'd,</L>
<L>Yet &s;hould you know all that my heart conceals,</L>
<L><PB N="37" REF="28">
Though it be much like this, you'd be di&s;plea&s;'d</L>
<L>With what you have pretended to allow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I cannot find this guilt about me, and can le&s;&s;e gue&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>How you &s;hould have a thought that &s;hould di&s;plea&s;e me.</L>
<L>You cannot but oblige, and I as hardly</L>
<L>Can tell what's injury, if you &s;hould do it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is a kindne&s;&s;e, &s;till admired Prince&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>That I mu&s;t never ask the meaning of;</L>
<L>But to my flatter'd fancy, &s;o interpret</L>
<L>As you would never do: yet 'tis unju&s;t,</L>
<L>That I &s;hould u&s;e, the lea&s;t kind word from you,</L>
<L>With an advantage to my &s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sure, I may give you leave to do it,</L>
<L>For &s;uch a confidence I ju&s;tly have</L>
<L>Of your great vertues, that you ever</L>
<L>Pur&s;ue your own advantages with others.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis true, to the unde&s;erving World,</L>
<L>I can perform all this, only to you</L>
<L>I am unju&s;t, that never wi&s;h</L>
<L>A good to you, when I de&s;ire mo&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I hardly under&s;tand you: if I do,</L>
<L>The world is more oblig'd to you than I.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Such a &s;trange Character, my fate</L>
<L>Has thrown upon me, yet my &s;elfe,</L>
<L>And all that World, which &s;eems &s;o much</L>
<L>Beholding to me more than you,</L>
<L>Are as much le&s;&s;e in my e&s;teem,</L>
<L>As are the &s;ands unto the mingled jewells,</L>
<L>The <HI>Negro</HI> brings up from the Deep together.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="38" REF="29">
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is there a po&s;&s;ibil<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">y to know,</L>
<L>Your meaning then?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hould, if I were &s;ure you would for|give it,</L>
<L>Yet thus much take in gue&s;&s;es. Could Shades be &s;en|&s;ible,</L>
<L>And wi&s;h the embraces of the Sun, were not that Lamp,</L>
<L>Injur'd by that which lov'd it, could rude bea&s;ts</L>
<L>Be pa&s;&s;ionate for Empire, and not injure</L>
<L>The Throne becau&s;e they lov'd it. 'Tis I</L>
<L>That am more dark then all tho&s;e &s;hades,</L>
<L>You brighter then that Sun; 'Tis I</L>
<L>That am that Bea&s;t rob'd of all rea&s;on.</L>
<L>And you above all Empires; I have acknowledg'd</L>
<L>My un&s;u&s;pected guilt, becau&s;e t'was &s;o,</L>
<L>And though I cannot leave my Love,</L>
<L>I may my Life.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have done more than given me leave to gue&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;ince I have my &s;elfe been guilty too,</L>
<L>In giving you the occa&s;ion I &s;hall forbear</L>
<L>Such a di&s;plea&s;ure as is due, and let you know.</L>
<L>T'was ea&s;ie too for me to erre, that could &s;o little</L>
<L>Imagine you to be &s;o guilty: I &s;hall adde</L>
<L>Only thus much, that as you valew</L>
<L>My pre&s;ence or e&s;teem, repeat no more</L>
<L>Any thing of this nature&mdash;Come let's on:</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Prince&s;s and Atten|dants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>So Merchants for a tempting ven|ture</L>
<L>Bankrupt them&s;elves; yet what wealth had I</L>
<L>Before I knew my poverty from her?</L>
<L><PB N="39" REF="29">
'Tis nothing I have lo&s;t, the difference is,</L>
<L>That I have &s;omething now I wi&s;h to lo&s;e,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>She is not, Sir, a greater enemy,</L>
<L>To your content, than you are to your &s;elfe:</L>
<L>'Tis you enlarge her frowns by fancied fears,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tho&s;e that are free from danger, my <HI>Hyp|pa&s;us.</HI></L>
<L>May look and wonder at another's fears,</L>
<L>That is environd with it: 'tis Concern</L>
<L>That is the excu&s;e for Pa&s;&s;ion; were you my Rivall,</L>
<L>The Coun&s;ell would be ju&s;ter if you gave it,</L>
<L>&mdash;Come we mu&s;t not &s;tay behind,&mdash;</L>
<L>Ther's nothing but a Lover plea&s;'d with &s;ufferings.</L>
<L>All other rigors of this World,</L>
<L>Our wi&s;hes and endeavours &s;till oppo&s;e,</L>
<L>The Pri&s;oner hates his bolts, whil&s;t he remains</L>
<L>Plea&s;'d not &s;o much with &s;reedom as his chains.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 1. SCEN 3.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter &s;olus.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>TRu&s;t me a little, Fortune, with my &s;elf,</L>
<L>I do not ask thy aide grow big my hopes,</L>
<L>And &s;well unto a Throne,</L>
<L>To Crown my Love, and my Ambition on;</L>
<L>From thence I'le view the thing cal'd Hone&s;ty,</L>
<L><PB N="40" REF="30">
And grieve 'tis &s;o contemn'd, and ought to be.</L>
<L>&mdash;Man is like pliant Wax,</L>
<L>That yields unto a fair Impre&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>Though &s;ent not from the noble&s;t Metall:</L>
<L>And, in this world, it bears an equall &s;how</L>
<L>To &s;eem but onely hone&s;t, or be &s;o.</L>
<L>And when the Crown's once gain'd, there needs no fears:</L>
<L>Crimes change their natures then, or Men change theirs.</L>
<L>&mdash;Dye&mdash;Scruples&mdash;in my thoughts,</L>
<L>And let my mind be a prepo&s;terous grave,</L>
<L>That bore you fir&s;t, to bury you again:</L>
<L>&mdash;and your ba&s;e i&s;&s;ue&mdash;Fear&mdash;</L>
<L>Dye too, when Beauty and a Crown's &s;o near.</L>
<L><HI>&mdash;Lyce&s;pes</HI> welcome; what news?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Lyce&s;pes.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyce&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>All as you would have it, Sir:</L>
<L>The Troop is march'd, and &s;tays you in the VVood,</L>
<L>Between this and the Ca&s;tle.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let's follow then;</L>
<L>For Time's a bu&s;ie Offerer of our Intere&s;ts</L>
<L>To every check of Fortune.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyce&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVe make &s;ome three&s;core Hor&s;e,</L>
<L>VVhich will be three Divi&s;ions; one for each Port.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let <HI>Martianus</HI> command the la&s;t.</L>
<L>As we go, I'le give you perfect Orders.</L>
<L>I wi&s;h they had &s;ome means to cheri&s;h a Re&s;i&s;tance,</L>
<L>That he may help to his own ruine;</L>
<L>He mu&s;t not live to plead his innocence.</L>
<L>But Time, that never will be &s;taid,</L>
<L>Calls us to act what we have &s;carcely waigh'd.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<PB N="41" REF="30">
<HEAD>ACT. 1. SCEN. 4.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Prince&s;&s;e, Philena, Mironault.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>YOu're welcome now, my Lord, and I de&s;ire</L>
<L>No clowd may dwell on any brow;</L>
<L>Let no &s;uch prejudice happen amid&s;t our &s;ports.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you be not obey'd, admired Prince&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Where you command, it is extreamly &s;trange;</L>
<L>And yet, I fear, 'tis po&s;&s;ible.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>As po&s;&s;ible it is I may &s;u&s;pect my power.</L>
<L>But, my Lo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d, I had forgot to put you in remem|brance</L>
<L>Of perfec<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> &s;torie you began,</L>
<L>As you <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"> it, of unhappy Lovers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Prince&s;&s;e, Madam,</L>
<L>Was taken by <HI>Phylanter,</HI> who&s;e great valour,</L>
<L>Shewn in that day, de&s;erv'd all Pri&s;oners:</L>
<L>To whom he nobly offer'd Liberty,</L>
<L>Without a Ran&s;ome, or Acknowledgment</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e to you. Before &s;he thank't him,</L>
<L>She made enquiry for the Prince, my Pri&s;oner;</L>
<L>As if &s;he knew not how to u&s;e</L>
<L>Freedom nor life without him; and by rea&s;on</L>
<L>That he was full of wounds, <HI>Phylanter</HI></L>
<L>Waited upon her to my Tent; at the fir&s;t &s;ight</L>
<L>Of him &s;he &s;o much lov'd, cover'd with wounds,</L>
<L>She &s;tood amaz'd, perhaps too wi&s;h'd her &s;elf</L>
<L><PB N="42" REF="31">
What &s;he appear'd, but a dead Statue.</L>
<L>At the &s;ame time he rais'd his feeble eyes,</L>
<L>Which &s;eem'd to take unkindly her delay.</L>
<L>At that &s;he came, and kneeling by him,</L>
<L>Made &s;uch expre&s;&s;ions of unfeigued grief,</L>
<L>That though we under&s;tood not what &s;he &s;aid,</L>
<L>Yet that was plain enough. He now grew &s;peechle&s;s,</L>
<L>(And &s;he almo&s;t) yet &s;till with &s;ignes,</L>
<L>That &s;eem'd expre&s;&s;ions of more trouble.</L>
<L>For leaving her then all the world</L>
<L>Within her arms, he died; &s;he but &s;tayed</L>
<L>To be a&s;&s;ur'd that he was dead. Then with a ha&s;te,</L>
<L>That &s;hew'd a willingne&s;&s;e to follow him,</L>
<L>She drew a Viall from her bo&s;om,</L>
<L>And drank it off, before that we could hinder her;</L>
<L>Who&s;e violence, on an enfeebled heart</L>
<L>By &s;o much grief, with unbelieved ha&s;te,</L>
<L>Wrought Execution.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Poor Prince&s;&s;e! 'twas her hard fate to love;</P>
<L>She had been el&s;e no more concern'd,</L>
<L>Than tho&s;e that now &s;urvive.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;he perhaps as unconcern'd to dye.</P>
<L>Nothing but a de&s;erving Love</L>
<L>Could have taught her a way &s;o glorious</L>
<L>To end all cares. She now enjoys him too,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e in&s;en&s;ible that e're &s;he lo&s;t him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did that young Prince command that day the Army?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and, as we learnt, he was the Heir</P>
<L>To the Tartarian Empire.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="43" REF="31">
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis nothing but a Prince</L>
<L>Could have been &s;o unhappy to lo&s;e at once</L>
<L>His Love, his Life, his Empire.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Enter ha&s;tily <HI>Hyppa&s;us, Ly&s;ander. Hyppa&s;us</HI> takes <HI>Mironault</HI> a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let not the Prince&s;&s;e &s;ee it:</P>
<L>The Ca&s;tle is &s;urrounded by a Troop of Souldiers,</L>
<L>Commanded by <HI>Phylanter;</HI> I fear you are their aim.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>I?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may gue&s;&s;e the cau&s;es, Jealou&s;ie and Ba&s;ene&s;s.</P>
<L>Think, or you'r lo&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha&mdash;'tis very happy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I don't under&s;tand that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le pre&s;&s;e them nobly: Are they many?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<P>They are divided, as we gue&s;&s;e. The gates are yet kept &s;hut.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le go view, and in&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">antly return.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Devill on the mi&s;chief! if their aim</P>
<L>Be towards me, it mu&s;t be for my life.</L>
<L>A Parly cannot &s;ave me, I am re&s;olv'd</L>
<L>To &s;ell it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Upon my life, Madam, there's &s;ome di&s;order.</P>
<L>View but the eyes of <HI>Mironault.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord, why are you mov'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray, Sir, let me entreat of you the cau&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing that ought to give you trouble, Madam,</P>
<L>There's &s;omething that requires</L>
<L>The pre&s;ence of my Lord without.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="44" REF="32">
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>If there be any that would &s;peak with him,</L>
<L>They &s;hall be here di&s;patcht.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>That cannot be, Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, my Lord.</L>
<L>There's &s;omething I can gue&s;&s;e at (if I be not de|ceiv'd)</L>
<L>That does a&s;&s;ure me, I may command you.</L>
<L>What bu&s;ine&s;s breeds this alteration?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I dare not di&s;obey you;</L>
<L>The Ca&s;tle is &s;urrounded by <HI>Phylanter</HI></L>
<L>With Troops of Soldiers; and, as we gue&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>My life's their aim.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Ca&s;tle &s;urrounded! and your life their aim?</L>
<L>It is impo&s;&s;ible: they dare not think it.</L>
<L>I will go &s;ee their rudene&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not for the world, they know that you are here:</L>
<L>And their intents they'l act unto their power.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is there a better way?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes any, rather than dye tamely,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;a.</SPEAKER>
<L>For heaven's &s;ake, Sir, re&s;olve: <HI>Phy|lanter's</HI> now,</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Py&s;an|der.</HI></STAGE>
<L>Forcing the gates, being denied entrance</L>
<L>For all his Souldiers, who loudly now</L>
<L>Call you, A Traitor. Upon one &s;ide</L>
<L>Which I'le conduct you to, it is mo&s;t probable</L>
<L>You may e&s;cape&mdash;.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ah me!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>May I believe, (fair wonder of your Sex)</L>
<L>That though your cruelty de&s;ignes my fate,</L>
<L>Yet you're di&s;plea&s;'d, that the&s;e &s;hould be</L>
<L>The Executioners? I &s;hall then dare</L>
<L><PB N="45" REF="32">
To oppo&s;e all their furies, that my Life</L>
<L>May be Love's &s;acrifice alone; forgive me too,</L>
<L>If I dare own that Love, you frown upon.</L>
<L>You need not &s;cruple to grant this&mdash;,</L>
<L>To any that mu&s;t aske no more.</L>
<L>And may that peace, you give my dying thoughts,</L>
<L>For ever live with yours&mdash;.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;ay no more, think of your &s;afety,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>See, &s;he weeps&mdash;.</L>
<L>With pitty ever dwells forgivene&s;&s;e too,</L>
<L>My wi&s;hes then are crown'd, and I can have</L>
<L>No greater, unle&s;&s;e that it were po&s;&s;ible,</L>
<L>I might hope more and live.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Mironault!&mdash;</HI></L>
<L>So much confu&s;ion mingles with my thoughts,</L>
<L>I know not what to &s;ay; and yet I wi&s;h</L>
<L>That you might live, and cannot be di&s;plea&s;'d,</L>
<L>Though hope &s;hould be the cau&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>So Saylers in a &s;inking ve&s;&s;ell,</L>
<L>May &s;ee a calm begin&mdash;. This treacherous world,</L>
<L>Never wants mi&s;chiefs to prevent</L>
<L>The greate&s;t ble&s;&s;ings that are near-approaching,</L>
<L>To crown man's greedy wi&s;hes.&mdash;</L>
<L>But I mi&s;take, to doubt that Life</L>
<L>Which you have given leave I &s;hould enjoy.</L>
<L>Who only have the power of it. This &s;hall witne&s;&s;e,</L>
<STAGE>[Draw.</STAGE>
<L>How much I covet to pre&s;erve,</L>
<L>What you wi&s;h &s;afety to; nor is it po&s;&s;ible,</L>
<L>That I &s;hould un&s;ucce&s;sfull prove,</L>
<L><PB N="46" REF="33">
That have no other u&s;e for life but love;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>The gods protect and guide you, O <HI>Phylena,</HI></L>
<L>What's to be done?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>Collect your &s;elf, dear Madam, all may be well,</L>
<L>Let's to a window, that o're-looks that &s;ide,</L>
<L>Where they intended to break forth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I dare not &s;ee him fall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fear not Madam, Heaven will pre&s;erve.</L>
<L>So fair a Life, that has your prayers too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hark, they are ingag'd, lets &s;ee if it be po&s;&s;ible,</L>
<STAGE>A noi&s;e of fighting.</STAGE>
<L>To give him more a&s;&s;i&s;tance than our wi&s;hes.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 1. SCEN 5.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Mironault wounded,</HI></STAGE>
<STAGE>[A noi&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>STay ha&s;ty drops, not to pre&s;erve</L>
<L>The life that does pur&s;ue you.</L>
<L>But the ble&s;t &s;hrine, where <HI>Mirramente</HI> dwells,</L>
<L>See, 'tis not my wi&s;hes &s;tayes the purple current:</L>
<L>Man's &s;till mo&s;t near to dye, when he would live,</L>
<L>And live when he would dye; calamity,</L>
<L>And, the more dangerous extream, pro&s;perity</L>
<L>Commits this violence upon mens wi&s;hes.</L>
<L>Yet &s;ince the gods denied for either cau&s;e</L>
<L>To de&s;troy life, or to protect;</L>
<L><PB N="47" REF="33">
In &s;tead of Choice, we &s;hould oppo&s;e Neglect.</L>
<L>Hark, the noi&s;e increa&s;es &s;till.</L>
<STAGE>[Noi&s;e.</STAGE>
<L>&mdash;&s;ure they are lo&s;t&mdash;</L>
<L>They fought it nobly, though, if my ears</L>
<L>Deceive me not, I hear &s;ome comming.</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Hyp|pa&s;us</HI> and <HI>Py&s;ander.</HI></STAGE>
<L>Ha <HI>Hyppa&s;us</HI> and <HI>Py&s;ander!</HI></L>
<L>Then I am happy in &s;pight of all mi&s;|fortunes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dear Sir, you cut your way &s;o nobly,</L>
<L>We &s;hould have reach'd you &s;ooner el&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;o we had Sir, but two or three good|fellows</L>
<L>Still &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aid us upon conference&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, here's no &s;taying, we mu&s;t forward;</L>
<L>But whither, Heaven knows; 'twas an unworthy action.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>For the honorable part of the &s;tory,</L>
<L>Wee'l, if you plea&s;e, comment upon it hereafter.</L>
<L>In the mean time, 'tis more needfull to ob&s;erve</L>
<L>What a condition we are in to help one another.</L>
<L><HI>Hyppa&s;us</HI> would make dainty whi&s;tles,</L>
<L>My bones are already rattles:</L>
<L>The be&s;t hou&s;e of receipt I know would be an Ho&s;|pitall.</L>
<L>A noi&s;e again&mdash;On, good Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>The mo&s;t by-ways mu&s;t guide us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Heaven direct us&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>O what a &s;peech could I now make</L>
<L>Of this frail world. But however,</L>
<L>I'le not &s;tay now to do it.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="6" TYPE="scene">
<PB N="48" REF="34">
<HEAD>ACT 1. SCEN. 6.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Prince&s;&s;e, Philena.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>HE cannot &s;ure e&s;cape.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>Rather believe he mu&s;t, there is a better fate</L>
<L>Re&s;erv'd for &s;o much worth. Our hopes are now</L>
<L>The policy as well as ju&s;tice of our hearts.</L>
<L>You know we did di&s;cern, how o're the plain</L>
<L>Some ha&s;ted &s;ingle, and <HI>Pylander</HI> &s;aid, they were divided.</L>
<L>At fir&s;t you &s;aw how fa&s;t he made his way,</L>
<L>Triumph and Danger waiting on his Sword.</L>
<L>The villains too, like dull oppo&s;ing clowds,</L>
<L>Gave way to the fair Sun; And then <HI>Phylanter</HI></L>
<L>Was on the other &s;ide.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas, <HI>Phylena,</HI> Fears are &s;o powerfull,</L>
<L>That in concerned brea&s;ts they govern all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is our follies that enthrones them &s;o;</L>
<L>And to ju&s;t wi&s;hes hopes are much more due:</L>
<L>U&s;e them, dear Madam&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I need not blu&s;h, <HI>Phylena,</HI> to confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>(And yet I &s;hall, whil&s;t I am doing it)</L>
<L>That I have more concern for him</L>
<L>Than others have. VVhen you know this,</L>
<L>You will not judge your coun&s;ell then</L>
<L>So ea&s;ie to be followed&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pardon me, Madam, if I confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>That I believ'd as much when I advis'd you.</L>
<L><PB N="49" REF="34">
I have had many rea&s;ons for &s;uch thoughts</L>
<L>From yours, though greater from his vertues.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylena,</HI> advi&s;e me how to do, not how to grieve.</L>
<L>I &s;ee I mu&s;t be forc'd to a hard exigent,</L>
<L>To let him peri&s;h, or in his relief</L>
<L>To appear too concern'd, though not too ju&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your rea&s;on, Madam, will not have leave</L>
<L>To decide that; 'tis Love will be the judge</L>
<L>Of all his dangers. But now, Madam,</L>
<L>VVhat is the next thing we mu&s;t act?</L>
<L>Or mu&s;t we &s;uffer too?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, Heaven knows; I &s;ent one to enquire.</L>
<L>Now&mdash;what's the matter?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Enter a <HI>Servant.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>They &s;ay, Madam, they came for <HI>Mironault,</HI></L>
<L>Who had de&s;ignes upon your Highne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>And have they taken him?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>No; but we hope they will.</L>
<L>He has left abundance hurt and dead.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Go, be gone you fool; you are all &s;u&s;pitious ra&s;calls,</L>
<L>Fain would be thought State-wi&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be gone, you hoping Coxcomb.</L>
<L>There's &s;omething more in this, <HI>Phylena.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I cannot gue&s;&s;e, unle&s;&s;e it be <HI>Phylanter</HI>'s jea|lou&s;ie,</L>
<L>Urg'd by your con&s;tant favours unto <HI>Mironault.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Its po&s;&s;ible. Hark, a noi&s;e; we &s;hall be more inform'd.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Phy|lanter, <HI>and, being half enter'd, &s;peaks</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>&mdash;E&s;cap'd&mdash;</L>
<L>Now by the gods your lives &s;hall pay for all.</L>
<L><PB N="50" REF="35">
You dogs and Cowards&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;Madam, I humbly crave your pardon,</L>
<L>My pa&s;&s;ion makes me ha&s;ly, when your Cau&s;e</L>
<L>Gives the ju&s;t anger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>My cau&s;e, Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent Prince&s;&s;e, Yours; for this foul man</L>
<L>That &s;eem'd to pay his duty to you,</L>
<L>Bore in his brea&s;t a traiterous de&s;igne</L>
<L>Here to &s;urpri&s;e you; which I hearing of,</L>
<L>Straight ha&s;ted to prevent it, though my fate</L>
<L>Was too unhappy in the lo&s;&s;e of him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>But let&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do&s;t, thou not blu&s;h, or blu&s;h for me at lea&s;t,</L>
<L>That I have let thee injure Truth thus long&punc;</L>
<L>And wrong'd an innocence, which never dwelt</L>
<L>Within thy infant brea&s;t? Stay not to reply,</L>
<L>But leave me with your tumults.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then I am lo&s;t; my la&s;t &s;troak now I'le &s;trike,</L>
<L>And &s;trike it bravely too&mdash;De&s;pair,</L>
<L>Thou ha's the noble&s;t i&s;&s;ues of all ill,</L>
<L>Which frailty brings us to, for to be wor&s;e</L>
<L>We fear not, and who cannot lofe</L>
<L>Is ever a franck Game&s;ter.</L>
<L>Nor will I fall alone, &s;hould he enjoy her,</L>
<L>I &s;hould repining dye. Envie's the vice</L>
<L>That never leaves us till we fall from that,</L>
<L>The be&s;t ompanion of a ha&s;tie fate:</L>
<L>I'le cheri&s;h it as others would a Vertue.</L>
<L>He that declines him&s;elf&mdash;</L>
<L><PB N="51" REF="35">
&mdash;when Chance or Fortune has declin'd him fir&s;t,</L>
<L>He learns of tho&s;e mean helpers to do wor&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="2" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT 2.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCEN. 1.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>King, and Albertus.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>IT was this day, Sir, that he intended the &s;ur|pri&s;e;</L>
<L>And, notice given my &s;on, with &s;uch few men</L>
<L>As he could get in readine&s;&s;e, he ha&s;ted thither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis well; but take heed there be no foul play in't.</L>
<L>For <HI>Mironault</HI> has ever appear'd</L>
<L>A &s;ubject fit to ruine mean &s;u&s;pitions.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Love, Sir, can alter all; none more than I</L>
<L>Did hear (and wonder, with a pittying thought)</L>
<L>This error of his hopefull Youth; but when I think</L>
<L>He is a Man, and Youth dwells in his veins,</L>
<L>That &s;till pr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">pares for Beauty and Ambition,</L>
<L>The ea&s;ie heart. Then look upon the Prince&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;ee in her the pain and pride of Nature,</L>
<L>Her fre&s;h un&s;ullied beauty, that would tempt</L>
<L>The gods to gaze and love; I could almo&s;t forgive&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;but mu&s;t believe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="52" REF="36">
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>To add unto the power of Love, and alf tho&s;e joyes</L>
<L>Her heavenly beauty brings a Kingdom too:</L>
<L>Crowns the ambition of his high-fed youth,</L>
<L>That makes all dangers le&s;&s;e, from who&s;e high top</L>
<L>They &s;ee it le&s;&s;en'd in the common vale, and onely fit</L>
<L>To tame the &s;pirits of the meaner minds.</L>
<L>&mdash;he that dares do,</L>
<L>Will act what his ambition tempts him to.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not; I would &s;ee ju&s;t to all, and would be &s;afe;</L>
<L>And Injuries are as unplea&s;ing to me as Inju&s;tice,</L>
<L>I would not bear the one, or act the other.</L>
<L>When malice &s;preads a rancour in the brea&s;t,</L>
<L>That needs a policy to bear it forth,</L>
<L>The minds of Kings mo&s;t think to fit with jealou&s;ie,</L>
<L>As ever apt for that; believing &s;till,</L>
<L>That all &s;uch fears dwells with their height of glory.</L>
<L>Take heed, my Lord, that this &s;o loo&s;e opinion</L>
<L>Leads not your tongue, and ca&s;ts that brand on me.</L>
<L>I believe well of all. On farther proof</L>
<L>I &s;hall think be&s;t of you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would I were well off.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>We have not yet (Great Sir) &s;o little left</L>
<L>Of kindne&s;s to our &s;elves, to play with Thunder;</L>
<L>Nor yet &s;o mean&mdash;</L>
<L>A thought of you, to let you live in danger.</L>
<L>Heaven knows all the ambition that now rules our thoughts;</L>
<L><PB N="53" REF="36">
And all we hope for that &s;hould crown our wi&s;hes,</L>
<L>Is to appear loyall to you, we are as free,</L>
<L>(Whil&s;t you are &s;o from danger), as a young Lamb</L>
<L>From hate or malice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>King.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay my Lord, you do mi&s;take, if you be|lieve</L>
<L>You &s;uffer in my thoughts, I am prepar'd</L>
<L>Still to reward your care, equally &s;o</L>
<L>To puni&s;h or pre&s;erve his crime, or innocence.</L>
<L>When Kings do fall from this, and let each wind</L>
<L>Conduct them with its giddine&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>Their Kingdoms at the la&s;t, mu&s;t &s;uffer &s;hip-wrack.</L>
<L>Perhaps your innocence, may once as well</L>
<L>Suffer unheard, from &s;ome malitious tongue:</L>
<L>I never yet harbour'd an ill opinion,</L>
<L>Rai&s;'d from &s;u&s;pition, or a meaner thought</L>
<L>From others envy, nor yet forget</L>
<L>To cheri&s;h tho&s;e, who&s;e loyalties are greate&s;t.</L>
<L>Ju&s;tice is &s;till impartiall, and all Kings,</L>
<L>Should only hold her &s;cales: he that &s;trives</L>
<L>To weigh down one with power, is unju&s;t</L>
<L>To that Great King, that put him fir&s;t in tru&s;t;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alber.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'me lo&s;t&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>King.</SPEAKER>
<L>But my Lord; we give you thanks now for your early care,</L>
<L>We would have none di&s;courag'd, to be loyall,</L>
<L>'Tis that which will adorn you here,</L>
<L>And help you to Eternity hereafter,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t men are ju&s;t, plea&s;ing rewards will live</L>
<L>Within their brea&s;ts; greater then I can give.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB N="54" REF="37">
<SPEAKER>Alber.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hee's gone.&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;I would his hone&s;ty were too,</L>
<L>That &s;its upon him like &s;o fit a garment,</L>
<L>The workman's paid, to have the credit of it.</L>
<L>Hee'l help the gods to many cu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">omers.</L>
<L>How now!</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Enter a me&s;&s;enger.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord;&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alber.</SPEAKER>
<L>From whence come&s;t thou,&mdash;Ha,&mdash;</L>
<L>What newes? my mind mi&s;-gives.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>From your Son.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alber.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, what's the newes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>But ill,&mdash;when that your &s;on</L>
<L>Had round be&s;et the Ca&s;tle, and all thought &s;ure,</L>
<L>The gallant <HI>Mironault,</HI> in his fearle&s;&s;e mind</L>
<L>Weighing the bonds of death, and of an enemy,</L>
<L>In perfect &s;cales; the fir&s;t appear'd the lighte&s;t,</L>
<L>And through one Port, bravely with his two friends,</L>
<L>I&s;&s;ued like Lightning which foretells a Clap,</L>
<L>And Thunder follow'd too: whil&s;t in de&s;pight</L>
<L>Of their re&s;i&s;tance, through their lives</L>
<L>He forc'd his way and &s;afety.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;o e&s;cap't?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, but they are &s;till pur&s;uing; the Prince&s;&s;e too,</L>
<L>When that your &s;on appear'd, as if her eyes</L>
<L>Had borrow'd, rage from the afrighting danger,</L>
<L>That <HI>Mironault</HI> was in; upon her brow</L>
<L>Inthron'd it with revenge, and &s;o with threats,</L>
<L>Left him unto his fears, who by me</L>
<L>De&s;ires you to retire &s;traight from Court,</L>
<L>Whither the Prince&s;&s;e now directs her ha&s;te,</L>
<L><PB N="55" REF="37">
And march with all your forces; no other way</L>
<L>Is left to make Conditions. In the mean time,</L>
<L>He's &s;till pur&s;uing <HI>Mironault.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis unhappy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;s.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nece&s;&s;ity has left no other means:</L>
<L>Without this, he bids me tell you,</L>
<L>You may dye tamely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, I mu&s;t go; it is the fate of guilty men,</L>
<L>That &s;uch &s;hould &s;eek at &s;afety through more crimes.</L>
<L>Men are unhappy when they know not how</L>
<L>To value Peace without its lo&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>And from the want learn how to u&s;e,</L>
<L>What they could &s;o ill manage when enjoy'd.</L>
<L>Ambition gives this blindne&s;&s;e, yet permits</L>
<L>The eyes to gaze upon her tempting baits;</L>
<L>But in attempting, not what dangers are,</L>
<L>They &s;ee the Throne, and not the blazing Star.</L>
<L>Thus fooli&s;h his ungovern'd youth</L>
<L>Has made us both alike,</L>
<L>Who, rather than to &s;hare a common good,</L>
<L>Ventur'd through danger at uncertain glory:</L>
<L>Nor could my power or prayers per&s;wade him from it.</L>
<L>With &s;uch a grief the Ruler of the day</L>
<L>Shook his illu&s;trious tre&s;&s;es, when he heard</L>
<L>The ambitious <HI>Phaeton</HI> make his bold Reque&s;t,</L>
<L>&mdash;who did prefer&mdash;</L>
<L>Before the coun&s;ell of the god him&s;elf,</L>
<L>The long'd-for glories of his glittering Throne.</L>
<L>Yet <HI>Phoebus</HI> mourn'd, the bonds of Nature tye</L>
<L>Fa&s;ter then our own good or hone&s;ty.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<PB N="56" REF="38">
<HEAD>ACT 2. SCEN. 2.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Prince&s;s, Phylena.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>THat I had wings, <HI>Phylena;</HI> this revenge</L>
<L>Ju&s;tice it &s;elf will follow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray heaven, Madam, no de&s;igner</L>
<L>Has been before us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is my fear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>But yet,</L>
<L>You may be confident of your father's temper,</L>
<L>Which does di&s;pence Ju&s;tice with deliberation</L>
<L>Be&s;ides your intere&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would we could learn what were become of him.</L>
<L>They &s;till pur&s;ue him, &s;ure; and heaven pre&s;erve</L>
<L>His noble life from an untimely fate.</L>
<L>How the State-ra&s;calls too were plea&s;ed</L>
<L>VVith the &s;u&s;pition of a trecherous danger;</L>
<L>And grew as bu&s;ie as a new wak't Fly,</L>
<L>At the fir&s;t news of Summer.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>There is a ba&s;ene&s;&s;e runs through all their veins,</L>
<L>And ranckles in their bloods, which to their children</L>
<L>De&s;cends; a loath'd Inheritance.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>But who are the&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Amione and Follower.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>A very hand&s;om per&s;on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Extreamly fair, I &s;wear; &s;he bends this way.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent Prince&s;&s;e&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[&s;he kneels.</STAGE>
<L>Pardon the rude griefs of a di&s;tre&s;&s;ed Maid,</L>
<L><PB N="57" REF="38">
That throws her at your feet; for your clear eyes</L>
<L>(VVhich &s;ends a comfort upon plea&s;ed beholders)</L>
<L>To &s;ee and pitty; you, that nature gave</L>
<L>Perfections above all; 'tis you alone</L>
<L>VVe mu&s;t believe excells in goodne&s;&s;e too.</L>
<L>Nothing that's ill can have &s;o fair a dwelling.</L>
<L>You &s;hall have &s;till a Virgin's prayer,</L>
<L>That yours may ne're &s;ucce&s;sle&s;&s;e fly</L>
<L>To tho&s;e above, that tho&s;e fair blo&s;&s;oms</L>
<L>Never have cares for to di&s;turb their calmne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Or force a wrincle on tho&s;e &s;nowy plains;</L>
<L>But may the beauty of a peace within,</L>
<L>Pre&s;erve and equall tho&s;e your outward lu&s;tres.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ri&s;e, pretty Maid, you &s;hould have ask'd and tri'd,</L>
<L>VVhether at fir&s;t I had been worth the&s;e prayers.</L>
<L>She mu&s;t be very good that does de&s;erve 'em&punc;</L>
<L>See, <HI>Phylena,</HI> flowers, I &s;wear,</L>
<STAGE>&s;he ri&s;es weeping</STAGE>
<L>Receive not &s;o much &s;weetne&s;&s;e from fre&s;h drops,</L>
<L>As &s;he from tho&s;e. Her grief adds to her &s;weetne&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>VVhat is it, gentle Maid, you would de&s;ire?</L>
<L>Promi&s;e your &s;elf, if I can help you in't.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>The gods reward you. Let me but blu&s;h,</L>
<L>And I will &s;ay, the act may too; he is too near</L>
<L>That I &s;hould tell you more. And yet, me-thinks,</L>
<L>He does de&s;erve as much as I can &s;ay;</L>
<L>And his cau&s;e named to my poor heart,</L>
<L>Seems eloquence enough to move a pitty.</L>
<L>Pardon my di&s;turbed pa&s;&s;ions.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="58" REF="39">
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, faire&s;t Maid&mdash;</L>
<L>You injure me and your own hopes together,</L>
<L>To keep me in &s;u&s;pence: I would as willingly</L>
<L>Yield you my aid, as you could ha&s;te to ask it,</L>
<L>For the ble<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> &s;ubject of your fair opinion.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do not doubt your goodne&s;&s;e; pardon the throng</L>
<L>Of all my tedious griefs. Know then,</L>
<L>You be&s;t of Prince&s;&s;es, for &s;ure his name</L>
<L>Has reach'd your ears, the unhappy <HI>Mironault,</HI></L>
<L>That much de&s;erv'd to live, is like to fall</L>
<L>By bloody and unworthy hands.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylena!</HI> I'me lo&s;t.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>In that beauty is all my comfort buried.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, what do you mean?</L>
<L>Madam, for heaven's &s;ake; why, Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I prethee let me go, thou art too cruell.</L>
<L>I &s;hall enjoy peace undi&s;turb'd hereafter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>But hear her out, and do but &s;earch the truth,</L>
<L>Then I will let you die. I would not for the world</L>
<L>Any &s;hould gue&s;&s;e the cau&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, if they do, they cann't condemn the grief.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylena,</HI> when Love has entred in the out|ward Forts,</L>
<L>Yet there is &s;till a &s;mall re&s;erve of Rea&s;on,</L>
<L>Which Love laughs at, rather than thinks it worth</L>
<L>His rage or &s;torming; for he knows it mu&s;t</L>
<L>Peri&s;h and &s;tarve, when the relief</L>
<L>Of all the nobler Faculties are kept out</L>
<L><PB N="59" REF="39">
By the in&s;ulting Conqueror, who contemns</L>
<L>All the attempts I fain would make again&s;t him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;ee I am decreed to all misfortunes,</L>
<STAGE>&s;he &s;peaks as no minded.</STAGE>
<L>That I &s;hould now di&s;turb you too, who, heaven knows,</L>
<L>I willingly would plea&s;e. Why do you turn</L>
<L>Away your head? How often have I heard</L>
<L>His prayers &s;ent to heaven for your joys,</L>
<L>That now denies to look upon his woes?</L>
<L>I'le kneel again, for in &s;uch a cau&s;e</L>
<L>It were impiety to ri&s;e &s;ucce&s;&s;ele&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Nothing but Seas and Winds are deaf to prayers,</L>
<L>And Bea&s;ts to mercy; who would expect</L>
<L>A hidden form in undi&s;turbed skies?</L>
<L>Or in that clearer brea&s;t a cruelty?</L>
<L>If you deny, I'le grow a fixed Monument,</L>
<L>Still to upbraid your rigour.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylena,</HI> why do you let me langui&s;h?</L>
<L>In her beauty dwells an undoing lu&s;tre.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>What mean you, Madam? can you believe</L>
<L>The world can &s;hew a &s;ubject for your jealou&s;ie?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;ee I grow a trouble, I dur&s;t have &s;worn</L>
<L>You had been more charitable. How often have I heard</L>
<L>The now unpittied <HI>Mironault</HI> affirm,</L>
<L>You were the trea&s;ure of this world's perfections;</L>
<L>And wondred any thing but your fair &s;elf</L>
<L>Should know what joys were. Perhaps you too</L>
<L>Believe as much, or el&s;e you could not think</L>
<L><PB N="60" REF="40">
All his unpittied mi&s;cries are ju&s;t. Had Nature</L>
<L>Given you a Brother, and your early loves</L>
<L>Ble&s;t undi&s;turb'd from Nature's fruitfull Cradle,</L>
<L>You would have begg'd&mdash;as now&mdash;</L>
<L>His hopele&s;&s;e &s;i&s;ter does.</L>
<L>But &s;ure I &s;hould have pittied more.</L>
<L>And yet perhaps our intere&s;ts makes us partiall:</L>
<L>Yes I could wi&s;h I had your power to try.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now, Madam&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Forgive me, gentle Maid; it was the power</L>
<L>Of thy told griefs that &s;eiz'd my faculties,</L>
<L>And left me able to do nought but grieve.</L>
<L>Forgive the time I lo&s;t to &s;hare with thee:</L>
<L>You may forgive the injuries of kindne&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>And though my &s;elf were witne&s;&s;e to the action</L>
<L>Thy griefs made it a new afflicting &s;tory.</L>
<L>Each &s;torm renews in Merchants minds</L>
<L>The &s;tory of the &s;hipwrack. Nor do I blu&s;h</L>
<L>To avow this, &s;ince I mu&s;t not lo&s;e</L>
<L>The ju&s;tne&s;&s;e of my brea&s;t, that does believe</L>
<L>His innocence above &s;u&s;pition.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>May heaven in&s;pire you to wi&s;h well,</L>
<L>And grant your wi&s;hes too, you might have then,</L>
<L>Perhaps, a joy as great as he would have,</L>
<L>Did he but know you pitty him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>In the performance then of what I &s;ay,</L>
<L>He will have more; which I &s;o much wi&s;h him</L>
<L>That you &s;hall witne&s;&s;e all pur&s;ued with ha&s;te.</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall you be a &s;tranger longer to me.</L>
<L>Yet I &s;hall blu&s;h, although I give you leave</L>
<L><PB N="61" REF="40">
To &s;ee the partiality: but more time</L>
<L>Now &s;pent in gra&s;s or leaves, would be his injury.</L>
<L>And we may ruine, what we would relieve,</L>
<L>Should we without attempting &s;uccour grieve.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 2. SCEN. 3.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Mironault, Hyppa&s;us, Py&s;enor.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>WOuld I were a Dog, and could lick my &s;elf whole.</L>
<L>I &s;hall be as fly-blown, as a ruine chee&s;e,</L>
<L>How i'&s;t <HI>Hyppa&s;us!</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>But &s;curvy, would we might re&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>O me;</L>
<L>'Tis an unhappine&s;&s;e, that I &s;hould bring</L>
<L>You into the&s;e misfortunes, you have de&s;erved</L>
<L>Better of me, and yet you may forgive me,</L>
<L>I would have &s;hared as much with you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>We would not make &s;uch an excu&s;e then, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>You chide me nobly, I find, I need &s;ome re&s;t.</L>
<L>And yet by all tho&s;e powers, that cau&s;ed the&s;e mi&s;|chiefs,</L>
<L>My life &s;hall end them, e're I'le be his pri&s;oner.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, wee'l all dye; I hope 'tis no offence</L>
<L>To talk of &s;aving our &s;weet lives;</L>
<L><PB N="62" REF="41">
In order to that, this next fair hou&s;e</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be our Garri&s;on, 'tis ten to one,</L>
<L>But there we find &s;ome three or four brown loaves,</L>
<L>To victuall us for a day; perhaps a &s;ample</L>
<L>Of good &s;eed-Corn, lies in the parlour Cubbard;</L>
<L>We &s;hall eat moderately, come we mu&s;t advance</L>
<L>And &s;torm it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have no other way Sir, we are &s;o weak,</L>
<L>There is no refuge el&s;e, and we are &s;till</L>
<L>Hotly pur&s;ued, if they intend our mi&s;chiefs,</L>
<L>VVe may hold out again&s;t that petty number&punc;</L>
<L>If they rai&s;e more, we too &s;hall have relief</L>
<L>By the Prince&s;&s;e, or your friends; if not,</L>
<L>VVe may make &s;ome Conditions.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>A wretched &s;hift, and yet it may pre&s;erve us,</L>
<L>But let us u&s;e it nobly: Heaven guide us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le advance, and knock: Within there&punc;</L>
<L>Ho!</L>
<STAGE>[knock.</STAGE>
<L>He &s;truck &s;o hard, the ba&s;on broke,&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>Enter Peter.</STAGE>
<L>Ho! what a <HI>Tarquin's</HI> here,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVho have we here?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Two or three &s;trangers that have lo&s;t their way.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>And you would be directed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pox on your nimble Charity;</L>
<STAGE>[A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>We have been &s;ett upon by thieves, and hurt,</L>
<L>And mu&s;t de&s;ire &s;ome &s;mall refre&s;hment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, this 'tis; The age is grown &s;o perfect now,</L>
<L>That all fall's in the way of Begging,</L>
<L>And by the word Refre&s;hment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="63" REF="41">
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, Sir, none of your moralities on the age,</L>
<L>Help us to the &s;peech of the Ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>Or Mi&s;tris of the hou&s;e, It mu&s;t be &s;o, Sir;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Here's neither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>What the Devil i'&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Plague on your formall Coxcomb.</L>
<L>Lets &s;ee your Lady then,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's more then &s;hee'l do you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>By this light, but &s;he &s;hall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Had &s;he &s;worn &s;o, &s;he had been for-&s;worn;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, we would willingly be Civill,</L>
<L>Pray let's receive your Ladie's an&s;wer,</L>
<L>But no more of yours:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall have it.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>This Rogue has bagg pipes in his Lungs.</L>
<L>A meer <HI>Land-Remora,</HI> we wanted but the plague</L>
<L>To have heard his pedigree;</L>
<L>He had learn't the policy of the old <HI>Roman,</HI></L>
<L>To ruine by delayes; we might have fainted</L>
<L>Under his wi&s;e Cunc-tator-&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twas a rare Scene, be &s;ure, <HI>Py&s;enor,</HI></L>
<L>You &s;hall have none of the be&s;t drink.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhen &s;he comes, you &s;hall be chief,</L>
<L>And we your humble &s;ervants.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>And I'le be in&s;olent enough: now Sir,</L>
<L>For &s;uch a Bird as the Prince&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay <HI>Py&s;enor.&mdash;</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hang it, this love, 'twill make your wounds ranckle.</L>
<L><PB N="64" REF="42">
There's nothing like a merry plai&s;ter.</L>
<L>Hark, I hear them ru&s;ling,</L>
<STAGE>Enter Caeca, Rui|never, and Peter.</STAGE>
<L>Mercy on us, what have we here,</L>
<L><HI>December,</HI> with the too &s;curvy months at her heels?</L>
<L>She ha's dig'd up all her ance&s;tors;</L>
<L>And wrap't their winding &s;heets about her,</L>
<L>I'le advance.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhere &s;tands he, <HI>Peter&punc;</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Peter.</SPEAKER>
<L>Straight on; now mu&s;t not I proceed</L>
<L>For fear I &s;hould di&s;cover, &s;he were blind.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhither a divell will &s;he march</L>
<STAGE>She goes &s;traight on.</STAGE>
<L><HI>Hippa&s;us,</HI> lie down in the way,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>And be hanged, put on your &s;erious face,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Save you &s;weet Reverence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>Are you the Gentleman? <HI>Peter,</HI> is this he?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, for&s;ooth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Slight, &s;hee'd have her man make affidavit of it,</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>VVe are tho&s;e Madam, that would fain obtain</L>
<L>Some pitty in your eyes,&mdash;why,&mdash;&s;hee's blind,</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Blind, as an old Do-Cunny.&mdash;</L>
<L>VVe want a Charity, and we hope</L>
<L>That your grave years, ha's taught you that fair &s;tory,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>From whence come you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVe are Gentlemen, and have been hurrby thieves.</L>
<L>You need not fear to help our hard misfortunes,</L>
<L>Our weak Conditions cannot threaten danger,</L>
<L>You may believe, we would de&s;erve your kindne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L><PB N="65" REF="42">
And our lives, which if you pre&s;erve,</L>
<L>Shall wait upon your beauty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>What a di&s;&s;embling tongue the rogue has,</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>We went as long, as we could gain a leave</L>
<L>From weakne&s;&s;e, as unwilling&mdash;</L>
<L>To be a burthen to any, but our fates</L>
<L>Threw us on you, for which we dare not chide them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>This rogue would court a bitch&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sirrah, I'le fit you.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>A fine well-&s;poken gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>For if we did, we &s;hould be too unju&s;t</L>
<L>For you mu&s;t needs be good, becau&s;e the gods</L>
<L>Let you &s;o long live to in&s;truct the world,</L>
<L>&mdash;Or el&s;e afraid of your blind company&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>But at your feet&mdash;</L>
<L>We throw our &s;elves and all our mi&s;eries,</L>
<L>And cancell fear, whil&s;t we exp<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ct to hear</L>
<L>Our doom from your fair lips.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Quinever.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Madam.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'&s;t a hand&s;ome man?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes indeed, as e're I &s;aw.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>I feel ju&s;t &s;uch a Qualm, as I had</L>
<L>When I was &s;till falling in love, he has a &s;weet tongue.</L>
<L>Noble gentleman, you're very welcome;</L>
<L>You &s;hall have all you want, pray come neer:</L>
<L>Indeed, I am much taken with your &s;peech,</L>
<L>'Tis very curteous, once in my youth</L>
<L><PB N="66" REF="43">
I under&s;tood the&s;e complements,</L>
<L>And have not yet forgot them;</L>
<L>I &s;hall remember them more fre&s;h</L>
<L>If you repeat them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why &s;o, I &s;hall be engaged to tell tales</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide</STAGE>
<L>In the chimney-corner.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Peter,</HI> Go in, get the be&s;t chambers ready;</L>
<L>Let them have &s;omething pre&s;ently to eat.</L>
<L>Pray come <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">n, you'r very welcom.</L>
<L>Your hand, good Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are your &s;ervants. Now do I walk</L>
<L>Like the great Turk, that newly has put out</L>
<L>The eyes of an old kin&s;woman. Here we &s;hall find</L>
<L>Good Fortune &s;ure, for that whore too is blind.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 2. SCEN. 4.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>King &s;olus.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>HOw much unknown is reall happine&s;&s;e?</L>
<L>And all are cheated with the name of thing?</L>
<L>Or we are all deceiv'd, or el&s;e the joy</L>
<L>Grows poor by the enjoyment; to me</L>
<L>A Crown's a glorious mi&s;ery,</L>
<L>Su&s;pition waits on all our appetites,</L>
<L>And &s;leep not plea&s;es but affrights.</L>
<L>Kings have hard ways for to pre&s;erve a Crown,</L>
<L><PB N="67" REF="43">
To give to others fears, and hide their own.</L>
<L>The way's but narrow between frowns and &s;miles,</L>
<L>To avoid both Contempt and Tyranny.</L>
<L>For either is a Rock to &s;plit upon</L>
<L>This glorious and frail Bark of Maje&s;ty;</L>
<L>When-People do not ask, and yet Kings give,</L>
<L>Content and &s;afety with them both may live.</L>
<L>But when they venture to reform the State,</L>
<L>Princes mu&s;t &s;uffer then</L>
<L>By their own fears, or by their people's hate.</L>
<L>They hide &s;till what they mean in a redre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And know ill acts are buried with &s;ucce&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Seek peace in &s;torms, and in di&s;order &s;afety,</L>
<L>&mdash;Till in a Chaos they have felt</L>
<L>Con&s;traint and Freedom undi&s;tingui&s;ht dwelt.</L>
<L>Their fir&s;t fond way to reach at Liberty</L>
<L>Is, to a&s;&s;ault tho&s;e they believe too high.</L>
<L>And had the gods not Thunder, &s;ure there are</L>
<L>That would attempt&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;to light a Candle at a Star.</L>
<L>But Kings, like Suns, that at &s;ome time mu&s;t pay</L>
<L>Their lu&s;tres in another Sphear, mu&s;t leave</L>
<L>Stars fitted with influence to direct this night.</L>
<L>&mdash;Yet, like the Queen of Night, to know,</L>
<L>That to his beams their lu&s;tre they do owe.</L>
<L>O <HI>Symathocles,</HI> you'r welcom; Did you di&s;patch</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Sy|mathocles.</HI></STAGE>
<L>What I directed you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym,</SPEAKER>
<L>I did, Sir; and the Troops were marching,</L>
<L>But the arrivall of the Prince&s;&s;e prevented.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="68" REF="44">
<SPEAKER>Kin</SPEAKER>
<L>Is &s;he come, then?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>But now arrived, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis well, <HI>Symathocles.</HI></L>
<L>You have heard &s;ure of the late accident:</L>
<L>'Tis odd; What think you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis hard to gue&s;&s;e, Sir, ea&s;ier far to doubt.</L>
<L>The Prince&s;&s;e mu&s;t inform us all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have &s;u&s;pended too my thoughts in this.</L>
<L>Ha&s;te is an ill companion &s;till to Ju&s;tice.</L>
<L>And whil&s;t we hear at di&s;tance things unprov'd,</L>
<L>The &s;tory of their lives prevails &s;till mo&s;t,</L>
<L>That has been fair in <HI>Mironault.</HI> Yet our frailty</L>
<L>Guides us to un&s;u&s;pected acts, &s;o may the be&s;t of men</L>
<L>Fall to the lea&s;t &s;u&s;pected crimes; that weakne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Crows with our years, and alteration<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s &s;till</L>
<L>By Nature nur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have weighed, great Sir,</L>
<L>Things in &s;o ju&s;t and &s;erious a &s;cale,</L>
<L>That whil&s;t thus evenly you pre&s;erve your mind,</L>
<L>You'l need no other Oracle; mean ha&s;ty fears</L>
<L>Still tyranny begets, non can de&s;erve</L>
<L>Their &s;afety, that attempt it that way</L>
<L>That poorly tells the world, he fears the reach</L>
<L>Of common hands; none but the Eagles gaze</L>
<L>Upon the Sun, unle&s;&s;e it &s;hrinck in clowds.</L>
<L>Nor do the common eyes attempt your glories,</L>
<L>Till &s;hrouded in your fears. He's &s;till mo&s;t &s;afe</L>
<L>That tells the world, He cannot be in danger,</L>
<L>For they'l believe it then, and 'tis mo&s;t ju&s;t,</L>
<L>If they will borrow fears, that he &s;hould tru&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="69" REF="44">
Ju&s;tice will then be ripe, when every thought</L>
<L>Takes its &s;low birth neither from fear nor pa&s;&s;ion.</L>
<L>And 'twill be fruit worthy a King to bear,</L>
<L>And ble&s;s the appetites of them that gather.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have hit my thoughts; See,</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Prin|ce&s;s, Pylora, Followers.</HI></STAGE>
<L>Here comes more Information.</L>
<L>I'le &s;ee if &s;he'l begin.</L>
<L>&mdash;Ri&s;e, you are welcom.</L>
<STAGE>[Prin. kneels.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t not, Sir, till I receive</L>
<L>&mdash;more then a common Ble&s;&s;ing&mdash;</L>
<L>Your Ju&s;tice is enough to ca&s;e my fears.</L>
<L>Yet pardon me, if &s;o much of Woman rules me,</L>
<L>To tell you all I &s;uffer'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>What mean you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Great Sir, you might believe indeed</L>
<L>I &s;hould be undi&s;turb'd, where you procure</L>
<L>Peace from your carefull thoughts. And &s;ure it was</L>
<L>The child of In&s;olence and high Contempt</L>
<L>That cur&s;t attempt the ruden<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>It was &s;o, but to the matter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>When at my journey's end I was arrived,</L>
<L>Thither came <HI>Mironault</HI> in his own language</L>
<L>To pay a duty which he owed your child;</L>
<L>Where being &s;carcely re&s;ted, and re&s;olved</L>
<L>With the next ri&s;ing Sun to &s;eek our &s;port,</L>
<L>But word was brought, the Ca&s;tle was &s;urrounded</L>
<L>By Soldiers, commanded by <HI>Phylanter;</HI></L>
<L>Their bu&s;ine&s;&s;e was for <HI>Mironault,</HI> w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o they &s;aid</L>
<L>Went to &s;urpri&s;e me there, who onely came</L>
<L>With two brave friends, and I dare &s;wear with thoughts</L>
<L><PB N="70" REF="45">
As innocent as Infants; when he heard</L>
<L>The Ca&s;tle was be-&s;et, &s;eriou&s;ly weighing</L>
<L>Not Ju&s;tice &s;ought his life but Treachery,</L>
<L>Di&s;dain'd to fall upon &s;o mean a &s;core.</L>
<L>As an ungovern'd Torrent i&s;&s;ues forth,</L>
<L>Bearing down all before it, and in the action</L>
<L>Finds its unknown power, when its &s;treams</L>
<L>Are with a &s;top re&s;i&s;ted, o're-whelming</L>
<L>What was believ'd beyond its power before.</L>
<L>So from re&s;i&s;tance his di&s;daining rage</L>
<L>Atchiev'd a victory, which his thoughts</L>
<L>Would ne're have hop'd nor aim'd at; &s;till <HI>Philanter's</HI> rage</L>
<L>Pur&s;ues his noble life. This is enough</L>
<L>Whil&s;t you are ju&s;t, nor need I to repeat</L>
<L>The injury to me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>But they perhaps</L>
<L>Might have a &s;ecret me&s;&s;age of the intent</L>
<L>Of <HI>Mironault,</HI> you would be loath I &s;ee</L>
<L>To have one te&s;tifie as much.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>You cannot find one &s;o extreamly bad,</L>
<L>So far from being to him&s;elf a friend;</L>
<L>His &s;tory in the world has nobler truths,</L>
<L>Than to be fouled by any ba&s;e accu&s;er.</L>
<L>If all were true, it is your ju&s;tice &s;ure,</L>
<L>And not their furie, that &s;hould puni&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>For farther &s;atisfaction of you; Who waits there?</L>
<L>Go call the Lord <HI>Albertus</HI> hither.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit Me&s;&s;enger.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>In this petition too, Sir, oyns with me</L>
<L>This Maid, who from one womb</L>
<L>With the unhappy <HI>Mironault</HI> took her birth:</L>
<L><PB N="71" REF="45">
You will have many knees as he has hearts;</L>
<L>And yet none needs to beg, for you are ju&s;t:</L>
<L>Yet you mu&s;t pardon tho&s;e loves that mix with fears.</L>
<L>We oftner then we need wipe pretious Jewells.</L>
<L>His value makes us fooli&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>He is beholding to you&mdash;</L>
<L>How now&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Me&s;|&s;enger.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Lord <HI>Albertus,</HI> Sir, is fled</L>
<L>As &s;oon as he came from your Maje&s;ty,</L>
<L>He in&s;tantly took Hor&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>He was in ha&s;te<HI>&mdash;Symathocles&mdash;</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Gather the Forces in a readine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>That were to meet my daughter, then wait</L>
<L>For further Orders.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit Syma.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your pardon, fair Maid, that I &s;eem'd &s;o to forget you;</L>
<L>It onely was my care, you &s;hall have ju&s;tice</L>
<L>And &s;hould have had without an Advocate,</L>
<L>Your beauty though's a great one.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>The gods pre&s;erve your Maje&s;ty, with your years</L>
<L>May peace &s;till grow, that give it unto others,</L>
<L>Till you &s;hall go to have eternall re&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thanks, gentle Maid, the rich Arabian Fumes</L>
<L>Are not &s;o &s;weet to the delighted gods,</L>
<L>As thy calm prayers from thy harmle&s;&s;e brea&s;t.</L>
<L>Come hither, <HI>Mirramente,</HI> I have not been</L>
<L>At lei&s;ure yet to bid thee kindly welcom.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pardon me, Sir, that I mu&s;t once again</L>
<L><PB N="72" REF="46">
Trouble your ears, nor think too lightly, Sir,</L>
<L>Of my reque&s;t, it is the child of gratitude.</L>
<L>I would in per&s;on, Sir, relieve</L>
<L>Him, that has &s;uffer'd for my &s;ake,</L>
<L>And in my &s;ight contemn'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Symathocles,</HI> would you not take it ill</L>
<L>To have a Generall put o're your head?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not, if it may &s;erve you, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Look here, <HI>Symathocles,</HI> this <HI>Amazon</HI> has begg'd it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>She does the better, Sir, if there be danger</L>
<L>From her fair name we all &s;hall fight in &s;afety.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, take your cour&s;e, on more intelligence</L>
<L>Move as you plea&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit King.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent Prince&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>&mdash;How happy I am now to be your Soldier,</L>
<L>Let tho&s;e be judge that would be &s;ure of victory.</L>
<L>So fair a Cau&s;e fought by &s;o fair a Generall,</L>
<L>&mdash;Can never be for&s;aken</L>
<L>By Victory or Fortune&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank you, Sir, nor can I think my &s;elf</L>
<L>Le&s;&s;e happy in &s;o brave a Soldier; if you plea&s;e</L>
<L>For to di&s;patch before for &s;ome intelligence,</L>
<L>Wee'l in&s;tantly away.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>With all &s;peed, Madam.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit Syma.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Manent Prince&s;s &amp; Amione.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent Prince&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>Which way to tell you all my heart returns</L>
<L>I know not, the gods in ble&s;&s;ings thank you,</L>
<L>Who &s;till a&s;&s;i&s;t the innocent and mean,</L>
<L><PB N="73" REF="46">
Becau&s;e they made them &s;o;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank you gentle Maid, from hence my friend,</L>
<L>You cannot cheat my confidence, you'l de&s;erve it,</L>
<L>So does your Brother all my be&s;t a&s;&s;i&s;tance,</L>
<L>I reckon it my happine&s;&s;e, to procure</L>
<L>Your joyes and &s;afety; that I may then</L>
<L>Have mine more perfect.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now all the powers defend, they &s;hould not be:</L>
<L>You never &s;ure broke yet an houres repo&s;e</L>
<L>With a di&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">urbing dream; in that calme harbour,</L>
<L>All thoughts have been &s;ecur'd from &s;torm,</L>
<L>May they be ever &s;o.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thy brother's cau&s;e de&s;erves as much as that.</L>
<L>&mdash;A thou&s;and blu&s;hes &s;top me,&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Be&s;ides thou maye&s;t be much deceived: the &s;hip-wrack pa&s;t,</L>
<L>The calme&s;t waters may conceal the fate,</L>
<L>As well as the in&s;ulting waves,</L>
<STAGE>Amione weeps.</STAGE>
<L>&mdash;Why do<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t thou weep.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>To hear, you have been &s;ad, O Madam,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ardon me, to &s;ay an undi&s;cerned power</L>
<L>Ioynes my affliction to your grief;</L>
<L>Forgive me that, I cannot chu&s;e but dare,</L>
<L>To accompany you in any thing.</L>
<L>There's &s;omething tells me, that I ought to love you</L>
<L>More then the world does, yet that's very much.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>When I fir&s;t &s;aw thee, deare&s;t maid,</L>
<L>I could have &s;worn as much,</L>
<L>And yet thou did&s;t not plea&s;e me then,</L>
<L>Come, I &s;hall di&s;turb thee, 'tis an unkindne&s;&s;e</L>
<L><PB N="74" REF="47">
Not to be pardon'd, to let thee &s;hare my griefs;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now you afflict me more: Is there a way,</L>
<L>To be a friend and &s;tranger to your brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Though 'tis ambition, to be an humble one?</L>
<L>'Tis vertue, not your greatne&s;&s;e crowns my wi&s;hes,</L>
<L>And I &s;hall fear, that you will think me only</L>
<L>A friend to that, or el&s;e not worth the other.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do not doubt thy Love, the &s;tory will</L>
<L>Di&s;turb me, when I tell it, perhaps thee,</L>
<L>And yet it mu&s;t return to me unhelpt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>How do you know? the meane&s;t thing in nature,</L>
<L>May bring an unexpected aid; Gyants that pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And lets the ob&s;tacles alone, do le&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Then dwarfs that do remove them: as they are</L>
<L>Shut in your brea&s;t, fed with that pretious food,</L>
<L>How can they ever &s;tarve? they may at la&s;t</L>
<L>Con&s;ume your &s;tock of joyes, he does like you,</L>
<L>That would defend, within a fair built Fort,</L>
<L>His enemies again&s;t his pre&s;&s;ing friends</L>
<L>And patiently de&s;troyed by tho&s;e he &s;aved,</L>
<L>If you believe me worthy, the gods have then</L>
<L>Fini&s;h't their parts; for they decreed us mo&s;t</L>
<L>To one anothers aid: So to encrea&s;e</L>
<L>Our joyes that way, and le&s;&s;en all our cares,</L>
<L>For &s;till imparted comforts do increa&s;e,</L>
<L>And grief divided to a friend grows le&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Our natures too are like o'rec<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">arged &s;prings,</L>
<L>Willing to vent them&s;elves, and &s;o are you,</L>
<L>Had I but as much worth, as you have trouble.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am not proof again&s;t thy perfect kindne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L><PB N="75" REF="47">
I will keep nothing from thee, but be &s;ure</L>
<L>You quickly under&s;tand me, my blu&s;hes too</L>
<L>Will tell t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ee half the &s;torie, what dos't gue&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>That you &s;hould have no cares&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Can love have any?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>What in this world &s;hall ever be &s;o happy?</L>
<L>I hope it is not that&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>And why?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>A thou&s;and times I have heard my brother pray</L>
<L>That day might never be, I wi&s;h as he does too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Brother would not have me then?</L>
<L>&mdash;How innocent &s;he is!&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>He thinks it were unrea&s;onable</L>
<L>That one alone &s;hould make the world unhappy.</L>
<L>Weighing their own misfortunes from his joy's</L>
<L>I hope it is not that:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis that I &s;wear. Love has cau&s;ed all my trouble,</L>
<L>And if thy brother thinks me &s;uch a ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>Why doth not he then wi&s;h it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas he dares not welcome &s;uch a thought</L>
<L>He onely dares to wi&s;h none el&s;e &s;hould have you;</L>
<L>But who mu&s;t be &s;o happy?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Brother.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wonder no more, I could have told</L>
<L>When I fir&s;t &s;aw thee that me-thought I lov'd thee</L>
<L>As I would do a &s;i&s;ter; yet I was jealous too:</L>
<L>Nay I &s;hall blu&s;h, as much as thou can&s;t wonder,</L>
<L>Yet he de&s;erves my Love; &s;ure you did then</L>
<L><PB N="76" REF="48">
Read a confu&s;ion in me; and I am &s;till,</L>
<L>Di&s;orderd by my fears;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Madam,&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;Pardon me to &s;ay the gods have ju&s;tly &s;o</L>
<L>Decreed that it &s;hould be: for I have heard</L>
<L>Him &s;it and plea&s;e him&s;elf with &s;tories of you,</L>
<L>Till he has made his griefs too mon&s;trous,</L>
<L>And I thought then too prodigall of comfort,</L>
<L>Yet now I think't was all but due to you;</L>
<L>And though I am turnd of his religion too</L>
<L>And can think nothing &s;uper&s;tition in't,</L>
<L>Yet you may &s;pare the &s;acrifice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sweete&s;t maid,</L>
<L>I have &s;ome rea&s;on to believe he loves me,</L>
<L>He cannot &s;ure di&s;&s;emble; Wert thou ne're yet in love?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Never;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray that thou never may&s;t, or that it ne're</L>
<L>Have fears for it's Companions, night will wear</L>
<L>Di&s;turbing blackne&s;&s;e and not quiet &s;hades,</L>
<L>The light will be too cheerfull, whil&s;t you fare</L>
<L>Like an impatient Sea-man that would fain</L>
<L>Attain the Port, the gentle&s;t calm</L>
<L>Makes mad, and cro&s;&s;ing &s;torms di&s;turbs</L>
<L>But from our own experience thus we rai&s;e</L>
<L>Advices that are chid and and &s;corn'd by Fate</L>
<L>Who oftne&s;t &s;ends what we lea&s;t wi&s;h, and makes</L>
<L>What we mo&s;t covet mo&s;t unfortunate:</L>
<L>But now to his relief, for time</L>
<L>Per&s;ues his cour&s;e with an impartiall ha&s;te</L>
<L>And my revenge mu&s;t &s;it upon his wings.</L>
<L><PB N="77" REF="48">
You Powers above what now is ju&s;t a&s;&s;i&s;t:</L>
<L>Their thoughts were poor, that trifled time and wi&s;ht.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="3" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. 3.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCEN. 1.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Mironault Solus.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</SPEAKER>
<L>TO be &s;till &s;ubject to calamities,</L>
<L>We all mu&s;t bear: yet not e&s;teem it hard</L>
<L>Our frailty &s;ets this odds from higher powers,</L>
<L>And their di&s;-orders are appeas'd by ours,</L>
<L>It is a hard injunction of the gods</L>
<L>To &s;et our natures and our &s;elves at odds</L>
<L>When they afflict though due unto our crimes,</L>
<L>Yet they give to the nature that repines</L>
<L>Though if we u&s;e it well, none but they give</L>
<L>That ble&s;&s;ing, that we are di&s;pleas'd to live</L>
<L>'Twas life fir&s;t cou&s;ned man, and did entice</L>
<L>By knowledge its fair gift to cheat him twice;</L>
<L>Man was a happy &s;tranger to him&s;elf,</L>
<L>When he believ'd his ignorance his wealth;</L>
<L>Did the&s;e Extreams our knowledge ne're employ</L>
<L>VVe &s;hould have le&s;&s;e of cares, though le&s;&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> of joy,</L>
<L>For in the mind, they never gain a height</L>
<L>From their own natures but each others weight;</L>
<L>Thus truly man has either more or le&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>From what he had, not what he does po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e.</L>
<L><PB N="78" REF="49">
As if the god's would give us nothing here</L>
<L>VVorthy of our affections, but our fear,</L>
<L>For &s;hould we fall from happine&s;&s;e the &s;tore</L>
<L>Makes us more wretched of tho&s;e joy's before.</L>
<L>Such a di&s;ea&s;e is life we hold &s;o dear,</L>
<L>Health's in the other world, our Phy&s;ick here;</L>
<L>&mdash;O<HI>&mdash;Hyppo&s;us&mdash;</HI>what's to be done</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Hyp|pa&s;us.</HI></STAGE>
<L>Fortune has &s;trangely jaded us&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Heaven knows: I am confident we are per|&s;ued,</L>
<L>The hou&s;e is &s;trong, had we but any men</L>
<L>VVe might re&s;i&s;t their numbers, and by that time</L>
<L>They have &s;upplies, we may have too relief.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where's <HI>Py&s;ander?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Shifting from the old blind Lady, who follows him</L>
<L>As if he were her dog and led her,</L>
<L>And as the devil would hav'it, her reverend blindne&s;s</L>
<L>Is at a venter <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">am in love</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>We mu&s;t re&s;olve of &s;ome thing, and whats mo&s;t hard</L>
<L>In ignorance, and without any aid: &s;o may a &s;hip,</L>
<L>With wounds in pieces torn, expect as well</L>
<L>To &s;ail or fight;&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;And yet me thinks there might be made</L>
<L>Some u&s;e of this <HI>Py&s;ander</HI>'s fooling.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>By the Ma&s;&s;e it's true, &s;he has Tenants</L>
<L>That were obliged, without all doubt to a&s;&s;i&s;t her</L>
<L>In the holy War; they live here till they dye</L>
<L>Of the infection of old age; &s;ee Sir,</L>
<L>Where <HI>Py&s;ander</HI> comes marching with her maid.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Py&s;ander Quinever.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<PB N="79" REF="49">
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let's conceal our &s;elves a little, and ob&s;erve.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, by this light I'le ne're lye for the matter.</L>
<L>If thou ha&s;t no faith <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hou'lt be damn'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Say you &s;o, Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>How could&s;t thou chu&s;e but gue&s;&s;e it? did&s;t thou e're know</L>
<L>A dunghill without a Cock upon't. Meer &s;ympathy</L>
<L>Guides me to love thee, do&s;t thou not find</L>
<L>Some &s;uch kind of thing for me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Indeed I have a grudging towards you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>The devill take up the quarrell.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Nay 'tis grown to that I dream on thee,</L>
<L>Me-thought la&s;t night I rode a Flanders Mare,</L>
<L>And every night I dream of a fre&s;h Bea&s;t,</L>
<L>And then I think on thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>What means the Rogue?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Peace, on my life he has &s;ome farther pur|po&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Lord how &s;he I wells, hold a &s;tick of fire to her</L>
<L>And &s;he'l pi&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>But &s;ince I love you &s;o, you mu&s;t a&s;&s;i&s;t me</L>
<L>In what I told you, for I &s;hould be loath</L>
<L>Now to be taken from thee; and I know</L>
<L>The ra&s;calls will attempt the hou&s;e for me.</L>
<L>This can be brought about no other way,</L>
<L>But by report that I &s;hould marry</L>
<L>Thy Lady, for then all her Tenants</L>
<L>Will be the willinger to a&s;&s;i&s;t me.</L>
<L>But all this while thou &s;halt be dear <HI>Lindabrides,</HI></L>
<L>Thou &s;halt rule and govern; and for thy comfort</L>
<L>Above pragmaticall <HI>Peter;</HI> and, by this hand,</L>
<L><PB N="80" REF="50">
If he at all cro&s;&s;e us in this de&s;igne,</L>
<L>I'le hang a thou&s;and crackers at his britch,</L>
<L>Then throw him off from &s;ome high Tower,</L>
<L>In a high wind, hung between bladders;</L>
<L>And all this for thy love.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>And will you &s;till be con&s;tant?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>As a Bell, &s;till in one Tune:</L>
<L>And that we may be &s;uddain, and I &s;afe</L>
<L>To follow our Amours, per&s;wade thy Lady</L>
<L>And in&s;tantly conduct her this way.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le take my leave fir&s;t&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[&s;he ki&s;&s;es him.</STAGE>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit Quin.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Slid, her lips are lin'd with Co&s;ier's wax,</L>
<L>She ki&s;s'd me in a full Career.</L>
<L>Sure &s;he has hoarded up a &s;tore of onyons</L>
<L>In her dry chaps, to butter again&s;t winter.</L>
<L>The Devill's troubled but with one Dam, I have two</L>
<L>&mdash;And there's a formall Weathercock,</L>
<L>They look which way the wind &s;its by him,</L>
<L>That from deliberation fetches wi&s;dom;</L>
<L>And when he gapes at bed-time, 'tis a clinch</L>
<L>For my blind Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e now, who&s;e chaps are mew'd</L>
<L>Of all their teeth, which yet &s;he hopes again</L>
<L>Will &s;pring like a fell'd Copice, and from the gums</L>
<L>New &s;prouts &s;hoot up, &s;he's almo&s;t deaf,</L>
<L>Would &s;he were dumb too, for her tongue's oblig'd</L>
<L>To &s;upply other organs, and tells us all</L>
<L>Her life, perhaps the Hi&s;tory</L>
<L>Of twenty years a time&mdash;This thing</L>
<L>Mu&s;t I make love to, with brevity and ea&s;e.</L>
<L><PB N="81" REF="50">
I'le go through all the &s;cenes of Court&s;hip with her,</L>
<L>She &s;hall have Serenades on an old Jews-trump,</L>
<L>That was Pirk-abboths, an emblem of antiquity,</L>
<L>And all my little Oaths &s;hall be</L>
<L>By <HI>Cupid</HI>'s Eye and hers, the Devill's in't</L>
<L>If I am then for&s;worn&mdash;O how now,</L>
<STAGE>Mironault and Hippa&s;us ap|pear.</STAGE>
<L>What are you bolted? Come Gen|tlemen,</L>
<L>What's to be done? <HI>Hyppa&s;us,</HI> thou wert wont</L>
<L>To be nimble at &s;udden chances.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>How in&s;olent the Rogue is? now he thinks</L>
<L>We know not his de&s;ign.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> we referr'd all to you,</L>
<L>We onely are your poor friends.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, a Mathematician would not have breath enough</L>
<L>To tell the kindne&s;&s;e of my Starrs&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>But for this rare fortune&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why my old ve&s;&s;ell is &s;ailing this way,</L>
<L>When &s;he appears, &s;tand clo&s;e</L>
<L>And you &s;hall hear it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come I conceive, and did over-hear</L>
<L>Some of your policy, and believ't</L>
<L>There is no other way to &s;ave us now.</L>
<L>If we can get but men, 'tis but throwing</L>
<L>A work up in two places, the other parts</L>
<L>Are &s;trong enough.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>That &s;hall be my care too, but when you &s;ee</L>
<L>The old Beldam comming, be &s;ure you vani&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="82" REF="51">
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>We mu&s;t be quick, our time has &s;traitned us.</L>
<L>As &s;oon as they can have intelligence</L>
<L>They will be here.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>What if we could &s;end away to Court?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le rather peri&s;h than believe I can</L>
<L>Be worth her care.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhy thanks then to <HI>Py&s;ander</HI></L>
<L>That believes him&s;elf&mdash;</L>
<L>VVorthy his own&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVould her Ladi&s;hip were come.</L>
<L>Prethee <HI>Py&s;ander</HI> let's have no time delay'd</L>
<L>In asking how &s;he does, and what's a clock.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou ha&s;t rea&s;on to be more confident of my wit.</L>
<L>&mdash;See where they come&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Caeca</HI> and <HI>Quinever.</HI></STAGE>
<L>And like the Graces leading one another.</L>
<L>Let's over-hear a little.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Indeed he is a proper Gentleman,</L>
<L>And 'tis great pitty he &s;hould &s;uffer.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is indeed, I would not for my Maiden|head</L>
<L>It &s;hould be in your hou&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor I by this light.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I think as much; indeed he &s;peaks as well</L>
<L>As any that I knew the&s;e &s;ix King's Reigns:</L>
<L>VVhere is he, <HI>Quinever?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;aid he would be hereabouts.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now <HI>Py&s;ander</HI> uncouple them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>So I may be hunted, but I'le advance.</L>
<L>&mdash;Save your &s;weet Ladi&s;hip&mdash;</L>
<L>I took the boldne&s;&s;e, urged by my love,</L>
<L>To trouble your kind ears with a petition.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="83" REF="51">
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'r very welcome, I &s;hall be glad to hear it;</L>
<L>And though I am old, and people think decay'd,</L>
<L>I can tell how to judge a worthy Gentleman.</L>
<L>Hey ho, in my time I have heard many complements,</L>
<L>And ble&s;t was he could gain but a good look.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;hall be damn'd now that does.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The world and I am alter'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Carthu&s;ian &s;wear the world is,</L>
<L>&mdash;I'le &s;wear for thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>And yet I have warm blood now in my veins,</L>
<L>And it will beat &s;ometimes: I have heard men &s;ay,</L>
<L>That age has vigour lies within.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>She'l tell me by and by &s;he can fart fire.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;o indeed&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t interrupt her; But you forget</L>
<L>To hear what your poor &s;ervant asks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I pray what is't?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fir&s;t I mu&s;t beg you, that you'l have the confidence</L>
<L>To believe, I love you; old Lutes</L>
<L>Still &s;ound the &s;weete&s;t; many a man</L>
<L>Has travailed many miles, and tedious wayes,</L>
<L>To &s;ee a le&s;&s;er monument, and &s;ince I love you,</L>
<L>I would pre&s;erve my happine&s;&s;e, &s;ure you ought then</L>
<L>To return equall kindne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>By my troth, but ju&s;tice, and indeed, I will,</L>
<L>I &s;hall not be &s;o cruell to grieve you long</L>
<L>So worthy a kind gentleman; I e&s;teem</L>
<L>A tedious coyne&s;&s;e vice, you put me in mind</L>
<L>Of my old principles, in my Grand-mother's time.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's according to a new account,</L>
<L><PB N="84" REF="52">
Three hundred years before the world begun.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>And as I was &s;aying in her time</L>
<L>Matters were quickly ended, I am &s;till</L>
<L>Of the old fa&s;hion.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>In &s;hort, then, &s;ince you &s;ee I love you,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t beg your a&s;&s;i&s;tance; for the&s;e rogues</L>
<L>That hurt us, as I hear, are now hard by.</L>
<L>Your Tenants, and a few &s;ervants would with ea&s;e</L>
<L>Defend us from the&s;e wanderers, that I may</L>
<L>Enjoy my happine&s;&s;e with &s;afety. This your Com|mands</L>
<L>With ea&s;e may fini&s;h, and I ble&s;&s;e</L>
<L>The fate that brought me hither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>I pray your &s;elfe command them,</L>
<L>You &s;hall have full power, that in time</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be my husband.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Plague on your nimblene&s;&s;e, how &s;he mumps,&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>When my la&s;t husband Sir <HI>Percivall</HI> died,</L>
<L>I little thought to have had another &s;uiter;</L>
<L>But you men have the power to winn us,</L>
<L>And I can tell you, &s;uch a tempting Gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>For ought &s;he knows, a Sign-po&s;t</L>
<L>With Friar <HI>Bacon</HI>'s brazen head upon't,&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>&mdash;If you plea&s;e Madam, I will attend you,</L>
<L>When your Commands have &s;etled us in &s;afety,</L>
<L>I &s;hall pre&s;ume to tell you my Love's &s;tory.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall be glad to hear it, pray lead on,</L>
<L>What you Command, &s;hall be a law.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
<STAGE><PB N="85" REF="52">Manent, Mironault &amp; Hyppa&s;us.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yet <HI>Hyppa&s;us,</HI> we breathe; and &s;afety now</L>
<L>Begins to wear an ea&s;ie &s;hape.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>The rogue has work't them finely.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>By Heaven, he is the be&s;t compo&s;ed man,</L>
<L>I e're yet knew, for in the wor&s;t extreams,</L>
<L>His cheerfulne&s;&s;e, and judgment is the &s;ame;</L>
<L>We are prepared; if they find us now,</L>
<L><HI>Phylanter</HI>'s bold to bring them on to action,</L>
<L>Fortune but guide, an equall &s;word to mine,</L>
<L>And borrow frowns from all the de&s;tinies</L>
<L>To hang upon thy then contemned brows.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>But I believe, they never will attempt us</L>
<L>But &s;econded with more, for they will fear</L>
<L>What may proceed from Court.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Never believe, he would attempt this action,</L>
<L>But with &s;ome feigned &s;tory to my prejudice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>But the Prince&s;&s;e, Sir, &s;eem'd to re&s;ent the injury,</L>
<L>She is too noble, meanly to &s;u&s;pect.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas, <HI>Hyppa&s;us,</HI> they before corrupted</L>
<L>His goodne&s;&s;e that &s;hould incline to her,</L>
<L>The&s;e flatterers be&s;et the thoughts of Kings,</L>
<L>As an ill enemy be&s;ieges Towns,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t poi&s;ons the fair &s;prings.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>The&s;e are the wor&s;t of fears, we may as well</L>
<L>Hope, that his judgment &s;corns unlikely &s;tories.</L>
<L>But let the wor&s;t that fortune can prepare</L>
<L>Fall unregarded on us, the lea&s;t defence</L>
<L>Will help us to the noble&s;t fare.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="86" REF="53">
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nobly re&s;olved.&mdash;</P>
<L>And when we fall &s;o brave,</L>
<L>The world will find more lo&s;&s;e, then we can have.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 3. SCEN. 2.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Peter, and Quinever.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>NAy, you had be&s;t teach her to beat a drum,</L>
<L>Do you think to make her now an old blind Amazon.</L>
<L>We &s;hall have the Sheriff to &s;end warrants for u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</L>
<L>Thus to rai&s;e Forces, and not <HI>&s;e d<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">fendo;</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Lord, how wi&s;e you are good <HI>Peter,</HI> at lea&s;t</L>
<L>You would fain &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">em &s;o, I can tell, I'me &s;ure,</L>
<L>Where you have all your wi&s;ene&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where, good <HI>Quinever?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>All your law, out of the two old leaves</L>
<L>That lye behind the parlour-cupbord;</L>
<L>Piece, they &s;ay, of an old Stature book,</L>
<L>Which has been rotting there the&s;e twenty years.</L>
<L>And for your other talk, 'tis taken out</L>
<L>Of your old Erra-pater; and you, for&s;coth,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t &s;eem to be more wi&s;e then all of us.</L>
<L>I'me &s;ure, when you made love to me,</L>
<L>And once were out of the&s;e two trodden roades,</L>
<L>You could not &s;peak a word, but ju&s;t, How do you.</L>
<L><PB N="87" REF="53">
And that repeated over with variety,</L>
<L>Of &s;curvy tones, nay.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, art thou mad, or do&s;t thou think it fit,</L>
<L>My Lady, &s;hould defend all wandring &s;trangers,</L>
<L>And enter into warres? I am re&s;olved</L>
<L>To change my &s;tation, they are digging up earth</L>
<L>Before the Gates, I can't pa&s;&s;e by,</L>
<L>But I mu&s;t think of graves, men too brought in,</L>
<L>I think, to fill them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hang your &s;heep's face, I &s;ee that now 'tis fear,</L>
<L>That your wi&s;e wor&s;hip with your wonted ea&s;e,</L>
<L>Should not at lei&s;ure drink your morning draught,</L>
<L>And at the Alehou&s;e for two pots</L>
<L>Hear your &s;elfe prai&s;ed,</L>
<L>And bribe a man to come to you for coun&s;ell</L>
<L>That never had need of any, you have worn your Gloves out</L>
<L>With biting your thumbs ends, to appear wi&s;e.</L>
<L>All this put together, got from my Lady's pur&s;e,</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t been as chargeable as a Regiment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, Mrs. <HI>Quinever,</HI> &s;ure you once had</L>
<L>Better opinions of me, though you now</L>
<L>Wa&s;h every day your be&s;t handkerchief</L>
<L>With yellow &s;tarch, and your lac'd quoiff,</L>
<L>Till it now hangs as if the devill</L>
<L>Had &s;righted you through quick&s;etts, not a po&s;t</L>
<L>But mu&s;t be beaten for the rotten powder</L>
<L>To make your hair &s;it well, and all in hopes</L>
<L>That &s;ome of the&s;e &s;hould fall in love with you.</L>
<L>I vas once thought worthy, then I was hone&s;t <HI>Peter.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="88" REF="54">
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Marry come up, what, love that tran&s;pa|rent no&s;e of thine</L>
<L>That gives the Serenades when thou &s;leepe&s;t?</L>
<L>Or thy wide mouth like a dead Lob&s;ter's claws,</L>
<L>Or thy &s;tarcht ruff like a new Pigeon-hou&s;e,</L>
<L>Your garters tied above your boots; as if you feard</L>
<L>Your leg &s;o well provided would be gone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why I thank you &s;weet Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Quin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ver</HI> go on</L>
<L>And be all mad whiles I lament you &s;ober:</L>
<L>Nay you &s;hall fight by your &s;elves for <HI>Peter,</HI></L>
<L>You'le make an excellent ammunition-Girle</L>
<L>Get a bottle to carry hot water in, in time</L>
<L>You may ari&s;e to be a Sutler's wife.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le have your wi&s;e head fitted for all this</L>
<STAGE>Enter Py&s;an|der.</STAGE>
<L>And heer comes one &s;hall do it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>O &s;weet Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Quinever</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>No fawning now you whelp.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mrs. <HI>Quinever</HI> well met, I was &s;eeking you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am happy I have found you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>How go matters? we have got &s;ome 50. men.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>All goes well: but this wi&s;e Gentleman</L>
<L>(Who&s;e wit lies in his breeches, for 'tis all</L>
<L>He has to know when he has need)</L>
<L>Is much di&s;plea&s;ed at our preparations,</L>
<L>And asks me if you mean to make</L>
<L>My Lady a blind drummer</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>And cannot you convert him?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>No indeed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="89" REF="54">
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhy thou ingratefull piece of wi&s;e formality,</L>
<L>How oft ha&s;t thou had warning to be wi&s;e?</L>
<L>I have threatned thee thou &s;hould'&s;t never go</L>
<L>Without a rime-pind at thy back</L>
<L>Which &s;hould be thy own grievous Chronicle.</L>
<L>I told thee too that I would have thee painted</L>
<L>Riding upon an A&s;&s;e and reading <HI>Seneca,</HI></L>
<L>I thought this might have tyed thy tongue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Sir:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay hear and mark me, if thou do&s;t <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r'e again</L>
<L>Seem to be wi&s;er than thou art, and cro&s;&s;e</L>
<L>What now is done, nay if thou dos't not help</L>
<L>And put thy a&s;&s;i&s;ting hand to't, thou &s;halt ride</L>
<L>In a hot day upon a well lined &s;adle</L>
<L>With &s;oap in thy new grogram-breeches, till it work</L>
<L>Like new tunnd beer, and every day</L>
<L>When thou &s;it&s;t down to dinner one or other</L>
<L>Shall pull away thy &s;tool, I'le &s;poil thy gravity,</L>
<L>Or noint thy feet with butter, whil&s;t a dog</L>
<L>Shall lick and tickle thee, and if any comes</L>
<L>Here to oppo&s;e us thou &s;halt &s;eem a &s;tratagem:</L>
<L>For on the walls we'le &s;et thee, like a thing</L>
<L>Stuft up with &s;traw, onely to make them &s;pend</L>
<L>Their &s;hot upon thee, and in thy turn</L>
<L>Thou &s;halt do duty too, and every night,</L>
<L>Be &s;ure to have alarmes. Speak what you'le do.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>I did but utter my opinion: I &s;hall conform.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>It's well &s;aid, and I forgive you,</L>
<L>But take heed you erre no more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>You need not doubt me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="90" REF="55">
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come wench, now we breathe in &s;afety,</L>
<L>And thou proud <HI>Peter</HI>'s conquerour.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Devill go with you; he has conjured me.</L>
<L>Did ever Turk think of &s;o many torments,</L>
<L>And in what order too he mar&s;hal'd them?</L>
<L>I am not yet out of a chilling &s;weat;</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall I get now of enchanted <HI>Quinever</HI></L>
<L>One drop of good hot water, God deliver me</L>
<L>From this &s;trange hurly-burly; and yet I dare not fancy</L>
<L>A good &s;trong halter and a hand&s;om beam</L>
<L>I'le go to &s;leep, for I am now</L>
<L>Afraid of all things.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 3. SCEN. 3.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter, Lyce&s;pes.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>THe intelligence is certain they are here,</L>
<L>At an old Ladies, and all hurt; we can|not mi&s;&s;e them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tho&s;e that I left preparing now come up</L>
<L>Make us 400. &s;trong, your father too</L>
<L>Follows with more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>We mu&s;t attempt them (though) before relief</L>
<L>Can po&s;&s;ibly arrive from any place,</L>
<L>And if we take him we are &s;ure to make</L>
<L>Our own conditions, the be&s;t we can expect:</L>
<L>Our re&s;olutions arm us for the re&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="91" REF="55">
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are prepared and I believe there's few,</L>
<L>That &s;erve you, que&s;tion policy or danger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye nobly all oblige me, and for your &s;akes</L>
<L>I could even wi&s;h I never had attempted</L>
<L>What I mu&s;t &s;corn now meanly to repent of</L>
<L>But ill intents when they lea&s;t pro&s;per</L>
<L>Then mu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t be mo&s;t per&s;ued, to reach again</L>
<L>Our fir&s;t condition,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay Sir, I think it were no harm,</L>
<L>To wi&s;h us fairly off.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would we were, but I am arm'd;</L>
<L>To dye I fear not, and yet I would</L>
<L>Fall with &s;ome pretty character about me,</L>
<L>At lea&s;t I'le make the Kingdom joy</L>
<L>It had &s;o brave a &s;pirit, and like <HI>Rome</HI> glory</L>
<L>(In &s;pight of fame) in <HI>Catiline</HI> who died</L>
<L>At once men's envie, and her pride,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVe mu&s;t loo&s;e no time Sir, the night</L>
<L>Conceales us, and as yet perhaps</L>
<L>They have had no intelligence,</L>
<L>The hou&s;e is neer at hand&mdash;&s;hall we parly?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis the be&s;t way to find their confidence</L>
<L>Nor can it be a prejudice to us; we traffick now</L>
<L>Onely for what we'ave lo&s;t: "If we &s;urvive</L>
<L>"We'le find at lea&s;t a nobler way to thrive.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<PB N="92" REF="56">
<HEAD>ACT 3. SCEN. 4.</HEAD>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Py&s;ander, <HI>two or three with him.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>SO that work's now fini&s;h'd.</L>
<L>Let all the guns be brought into the Hall,</L>
<L>'Tis to defend the good old Lady</L>
<L>From the rudene&s;&s;e of Rogues; 'twill be ca&s;ie work.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, wee'l tickle them.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<P> I'le &s;weep 'em with my father's old Fouling-piece.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Bravely re&s;olved; but perhaps.</L>
<L>There may be yet no need on't, however</L>
<L>'Tis wi&s;e&s;t to re&s;olve again&s;t all dangers.</L>
<L>VVell, my good Lads, be in a readine&s;&s;e, if any come,</L>
<L>VVee'l ring 'em a peal &s;hall make 'em for&s;wear</L>
<L>Such Holi-daies: they all die rather than wrong</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Percivall</HI>'s widow. Now all unto your places.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. 2.</SPEAKER>
<P>Agreed, agreed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now could I hug my genius, that through all</L>
<L>Has brought me to this harbour; and yet to think</L>
<L>If we &s;hould &s;cape, what my engagements are,</L>
<L><HI>Imprimis&mdash;</HI>To marry this old Lady Cow,</L>
<L>And play at Blindman-buff, 'tis as good lying</L>
<L>VVith Bulru&s;hes or penny Faggots; &s;he's mortality</L>
<L>Beyond a Death's head and <HI>Memento;</HI></L>
<L>And yet &s;he bridles as if &s;he were but now</L>
<L>To be new-back'd and ridden; I have heard</L>
<L><PB N="93" REF="56">
Of a dead body that has long been &s;o,</L>
<L>And yet retain its form, but when once toucht</L>
<L>Crumbles to du&s;t; for ought I know &s;he may do &s;o too,</L>
<L>And I be hang'd for embracing Mummie.</L>
<L>But certainly I &s;hall touch her gently,</L>
<L>For 'tis a remedy to &s;ee her dre&s;t</L>
<L>Again&s;t all carnall thoughts, beyond bathing</L>
<L>In Rivers in a fro&s;ty night.</L>
<L>She follows me, and asks a thou&s;and que&s;tions</L>
<L>Among the re&s;t</L>
<L>Enquired what I was making at the gate?</L>
<L>I an&s;wered her, a Curtain: then &s;he mumpt,</L>
<L>And ask'd, If 'twere not for her wedding-bed.</L>
<L>She made the true&s;t Hieroglyphick</L>
<L>That ever blind Aegyptian hit upon,</L>
<L>For 'twas of earth, and I mo&s;t fairly hope</L>
<L>'Twill be her wedding-bed; bar death,</L>
<L>The devill cannot find another Rivall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Py&s;ander</HI> come, we mu&s;t to action.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Mironault</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>As how and how?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Phylanter</HI>'s here hard by already,</L>
<L>And without doubt knows we are lodg'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why&mdash;then&mdash;he'l knock us, or we &s;hall knock him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>It's worth no greater care, my brave <HI>Py&s;an|der.</HI></L>
<L>Fortune and you have done your parts,</L>
<L>To give us &s;omething to employ your valours,</L>
<L>They now &s;hall buy us bravely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, I'le not &s;ell my &s;elf at any rate,</L>
<L>I begin to have a wondrous value</L>
<L><PB N="94" REF="57">
Of this &s;mall compo&s;ure of <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> if you mark it</L>
<L>'Tis very lucky to &s;ee an old blind Lady</L>
<L>&mdash;&s;hould fall in love with't,</L>
<L>One that runs her no&s;e again&s;t po&s;ts.</L>
<L>But come, Sir, &s;ince the&s;e Lads will never leave us,</L>
<L>Let's in and provide for them, they may have</L>
<L>A better welcome than they dreamt of,</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e Gunpowder lay la&s;t under their pillows.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>They &s;hall hear us&mdash;</L>
<L>In lowder language then they do expect.</L>
<L>The gods but lent us life, and we &s;till pay</L>
<L>Them intere&s;t, as ca&s;ualties and &s;ickne&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>Death is the Principall, which when we re&s;tore,</L>
<L>VVe owe the world and gods no more.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhy, its exceeding well; we &s;hall be all</L>
<L>Clean out of debt in t'other world then;</L>
<L>Our Creditors are &s;trangers there, &s;o are they here</L>
<L>To me, I'me &s;ure; and in the other world</L>
<L>If I &s;hould want, and thither mu&s;t,</L>
<L>There's &s;tore of faith, and I'le take up on tru&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 3. SCEN. 5.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter, Lyce&s;pes, Others.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>THis is the hou&s;e &s;ure it &s;hould be</L>
<L>By the de&s;cription&mdash;How&mdash;VVorks thrown up?</L>
<L><PB N="95" REF="57">
All's quiet though; we mu&s;t be cautious,</L>
<L>There may be el&s;e &s;ome trick in't.</L>
<L>&mdash;Summon the walls&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVithin there, ho&mdash;ho&mdash;</L>
<L>Sure they lie buried in &s;ecurity.</L>
<L>As confident of power and &s;ucce&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>As if the De&s;tinies &s;lept with them too,</L>
<L>And wak't at their command.</L>
<L>Let's wake them all&mdash;and yet 'tis hard</L>
<L>To rou&s;e an innocence to di&s;order,</L>
<L>'Tis that I fear is their &s;ecurity.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Lyce&s;pes!</HI></L>
<L>It is as great a crime (when pa&s;t) to think</L>
<L>Of things ill done, as 'tis unthought to act</L>
<L>The ill before; he that does one fir&s;t cheats him&s;elf,</L>
<L>The other cou&s;ins him: now to be nice</L>
<L>Is vain, for us that have been cheated twice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVithin there, ho&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>They are dead.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, we live, <HI>Phylanter,</HI></L>
<STAGE>Mironault, Hyp|pa&s;us, Ly&s;ander, <HI>and others, appear above.</HI></STAGE>
<L>And far le&s;s fear that fate than you,</L>
<L>That have &s;o many crimes to &s;inck your thoughts.</L>
<L>Spare your pains of asking us to yield,</L>
<L>VVee'l &s;ooner find the wor&s;t of all extremities;</L>
<L>Danger will lo&s;e its nature when you bring it.</L>
<L>&mdash;Nay do not &s;tay&mdash;</L>
<L>In expectation to hear me ask</L>
<L>VVhy you have thus unworthily thrown off</L>
<L><PB N="96" REF="58">
The name of Hone&s;ty: Some may fall</L>
<L>Not worth mens pitty, but their &s;corn,</L>
<L>And &s;o do you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'r very high, &s;o let your actions be,</L>
<L>Your crimes will need it. But I &s;ee words</L>
<L>Di&s;plea&s;e you, you &s;hall have lowder Rhetorick.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fear not, thy ba&s;ene&s;&s;e has taught us to un|der&s;tand</L>
<L>That language.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>You, <HI>Lyce&s;pes,</HI> you Trea&s;on-hunter,</L>
<L>How, I wonder, did it happen, we did not meet</L>
<L>Your &s;torming wor&s;hip at the gate?</L>
<L>Pox on you, you were untru&s;&s;ing a point,</L>
<L>The old fighting loo&s;ene&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'r merry &s;till <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> and very brisk,</L>
<L>Are you &s;o well already of your inlets.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hang you, if you bleed as much</L>
<L>As a &s;taid man would let out from a witch</L>
<L>To &s;ave him&s;elfe from enchanting,</L>
<L>The Phy&s;itians, Pothecaries, and Surgeons</L>
<L>Mu&s;t &s;tand about thee, like Pen&s;ioners;</L>
<L>If <HI>Hyppa&s;us</HI> and I, can but get a willing curre,</L>
<L>We are lick't whole, a dog's our only Mountebank.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>Very well Sir, when I vi&s;it you,</L>
<L>I'le bring a &s;paniell in my hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hang the couple of currs, &s;ay I,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your re&s;olution's heard, I'le urge no more,</L>
<L>But leave you to your fates, only thus much,</L>
<L>By me the Prince&s;&s;e &s;ends this puni&s;hment.</L>
<L>The danger now growes bigger &s;ure,&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is mean <HI>Phylanter,</HI> and you &s;till trifle hone&s;ty,</L>
<L><PB N="97" REF="58">
And I time and honour: let the &s;torm come,</L>
<L>&mdash;And he that &s;eems to fear,</L>
<STAGE>Exeunt above.</STAGE>
<L>May he unpittied fall, without a tear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phy.</SPEAKER>
<L>His Courage &s;till is excellent, great power of love,</L>
<L>That made me give &s;o much to her,</L>
<L>I left none for my &s;elfe. <HI>Lyce&s;pes</HI> draw round the hou&s;e,</L>
<L>We<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'l &s;torm it in&s;tantly, dye all you le&s;&s;er thoughts,</L>
<L>That at a di&s;tance tell your formall tales,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e come neerer, and wear noble &s;hapes,</L>
<L>The di&s;tance makes you mi&s;tier, the dice are ca&s;t,</L>
<L>Th' event will puni&s;h or reward what's pa&s;t,</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="4" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT 4.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCEN. 1.</HEAD>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Caeca, <HI>as to dre&s;&s;ing, a Table &s;et out, and gla&s;&s;e,</HI> Quinever <HI>attending,</HI> Py&s;ander <HI>following.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>IS my Captain here?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now enter'd, and like your Ladi&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>Very well, leave us then: Come neer good Captain.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Quin.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mercy defend me. A dre&s;&s;ing, or &s;etting up a Barber's &s;hop,</L>
<L>Here the teeth lye, what's this an old head?</L>
<L><PB N="98" REF="59">
A lecture for the be&s;t Anatomi&s;t; like a ru&s;ty Clock,</L>
<L>Taken a pieces to clean&s;e all the devices,</L>
<L>Set them together &s;ome engineer for me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;it neer me, Captain,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Captain, what a hideous noi&s;e</L>
<L>Was there ene now of bouncing, pray what i'&s;t?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Only &s;ome wandring Raskalls at the gate,</L>
<L>They'l have their errand &s;uddenly.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caeca.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would they were gone, truly at the fir&s;t noi&s;e,</L>
<L>I brake one of my pots of Mit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ridate,</L>
<L>VVith Dragon-water, good for the head and &s;to|mack.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Was there ever &s;uch an old Almanack,</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide</STAGE>
<L>At the end of the year Medicines &s;et down?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be&s;ides the great di&s;turbance from your com|pany.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, you &s;ee when I have freedom</L>
<L>I u&s;e into my own advantage,</L>
<L>Vi&s;it you before you'r ready&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall be ready pre&s;ently, the time will come</L>
<L>You &s;hall be welcome to me quite undre&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Devill of thy young bones</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Lockt in thy old Cabinet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall unparrell then fa&s;ter than now I dre&s;s me;</L>
<L>You'l help to pull out pins I'le warrant you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Rather drive in wedges&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Why you know we men mu&s;t court,</L>
<L>You would be ba&s;hfull el&s;e, and it were pitty</L>
<L>To loo&s;e that time which &s;hould be better &s;pent.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;ay true indeed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come Madam, pray dre&s;&s;e your &s;elf</L>
<L><PB N="99" REF="59">
I'le &s;erve you in&s;tead of a better chambermaid</L>
<L>S'death would &s;he were once furni&s;h'd</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>One may dre&s;&s;e and undre&s;&s;e Long-lane as &s;oon.</L>
<L>VVhat want you now, Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>My night-rale, good Captain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall give her a &s;heet in&s;tead on't,</L>
<L>It lies about her like a ca&s;ting net</L>
<L>'Slid I have given her never a wa&s;coat,</L>
<L>And now will &s;he call for her farthingale,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t make ha&s;te but cannot go without her;</L>
<L>For her wi&s;e tenant's now before they fight</L>
<L>VVill &s;ee their Land-Lady</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>My farthingale, good Captain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thought &s;o, now is &s;he like an old Camel</L>
<L>VVith that hideous mount on her unfurni&s;ht body.</L>
<L>Mercy how have I &s;et her out! &s;he may make</L>
<L>Good harmony; for &s;hee's compo&s;ed of different notes</L>
<L>She would yield a man more money to &s;hew</L>
<L>Than an outlandi&s;h bea&s;t; my &s;weet <HI>Quinever</HI></L>
<L>I have employ'd to &s;tave off formall <HI>Peter</HI></L>
<L>From making tenants &s;eem as wi&s;e as he.</L>
<L>VVhat want you now, Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Perriwig, good Captain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhich way to &s;et this on now, is the que|&s;tion:</L>
<L>'Tis no matter I can't mi&s;take now</L>
<L>More than I have done.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank you Captain, I hope you and I</L>
<L>Shall live happily and comfortably together.</L>
<L>I was told, my &s;eventh husband</L>
<L>Should be a wondrous hone&s;t and an able man.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="100" REF="60">
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>That, experience will let you know: I &s;hall tell you</L>
<L>A merry tale towards bed time that will cure</L>
<L>The cough of th'lungs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>And make one dream huge plea&s;antly</L>
<L>And that's a &s;ign of youth I can a&s;&s;ure you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>That and your toothle&s;&s;e Chap's are main ones.</L>
<L>If &s;urious <HI>Medea</HI> had thrown thee</L>
<STAGE>[A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Into her age-renuing Kettle, thoud'&s;t have lept out</L>
<L>With a medley of years upon thee.</L>
<L>Hark, a noi&s;e! by heaven it increa&s;es &s;till, hark</L>
<STAGE>[Noi&s;e</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Captain, a noi&s;e!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay there's two now in the Devill's name:</L>
<L>It &s;till encrea&s;es, come Madam you mu&s;t down.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Sdeath, <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> they'r falling on</L>
<STAGE>Enter Hyp|pa&s;us.</STAGE>
<L>The men &s;tand all at gaze</L>
<L>And &s;wear they'le &s;ee their Land-Lady,</L>
<L>We are all lo&s;t without &s;ome help.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, you mu&s;t needs walk</L>
<L>And encourage your tenants, to &s;end the&s;e fools away</L>
<L>'Twill defer our Marriage.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray lead and I will follow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come <HI>Hyppa&s;us,</HI> how fares the noble <HI>Miro|nault?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>As a brave Ship hemm'd by a raging &s;torm</L>
<L>Re&s;olves to throw the ballance ore,</L>
<L>Lo&s;e all and peri&s;h carele&s;sly:</L>
<L>But come, we trifle time.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Along then, and for your blind Lady&s;hip</L>
<L>If you had no tongue</L>
<L>You &s;hould make &s;igns to your tenants.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<PB N="101" REF="60">
<HEAD>ACT. 4. SCEN. 2.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter, Lyce&s;pes.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>COme <HI>Lyce&s;pes,</HI> is the alarme given</L>
<L>To amu&s;e them on t'other &s;ide?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>What re&s;i&s;tance does appear?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>As yet all's wrapt in &s;ilence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where did the me&s;&s;enger &s;ay my Father was?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>At hand Sir with 5000 men; wer't not be&s;t</L>
<L>We &s;hould defer the &s;torm till then?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>By no means; we will attempt it fir&s;t,</L>
<L>For by that time they may have relief</L>
<L>Come from the Court, my father's &s;uddain flight</L>
<L>Confirm'd the lea&s;t &s;u&s;pition, helpt by the Prin|ce&s;&s;e too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>It could not chu&s;e, you have thru&s;t your &s;elf</L>
<L>Into a troubled Ocean.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know it, and now mu&s;t &s;ink or el&s;e go on,</L>
<L>There is no choice in Crimes but of our Fate,</L>
<L>The affrighting freedom of a wretched &s;tate.</L>
<L>We cannot hope ere to return again</L>
<L>Back on our fancies to our fir&s;t conditions,</L>
<L>What tob'd us of the &s;afety we enjoyd</L>
<L>Fir&s;t made us to contemne it;</L>
<L>'Tis a &s;tayd game&s;ter too, that would give o're</L>
<L>Upon the lo&s;ing-hand; the mo&s;t metl'd, or let it be</L>
<L><PB N="102" REF="61">
The madde&s;t one, would &s;take on all his wealth,</L>
<L>Venter to tire Fortune or him&s;elf.</L>
<L>We have bargain'd now, and chopt a Peace for War</L>
<L>'Twere fooli&s;h to d<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">pend on ought but Victorie;</L>
<L>For that will change our acts, or others natures:</L>
<L>The vanqui&s;h'd wear the crimes, and all will fear</L>
<L>To judge or que&s;tion what they too mu&s;t bear.</L>
<L>This &s;lender glo&s;&s;e I know mu&s;t &s;tartle thee</L>
<L>That has &s;o much of hone&s;ty and courage;</L>
<L>And if we fail I'le quarrell with my &s;elf</L>
<L>That cou&s;end thee to follow what thou once</L>
<L>Did&s;t love with'honour: fearing to be unju&s;t</L>
<L>To friend&s;hip, made thee more unto thy &s;elf:</L>
<L>I have u&s;ed thee as &s;ome that have &s;educed</L>
<L>Young men into bad company, thou ha&s;t found</L>
<L>Things much unworthy of thee&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis true, dear Sir, I will not face a lye:</L>
<L>Our acts have given me both amaze and trouble,</L>
<L>The la&s;t I threw behind me, may the VVorld</L>
<L>Forget the re&s;t, there is a Fate hangs over all</L>
<L>That &s;hews it's force when it re&s;olves to &s;trike</L>
<L>VVhen we can act at once, at once di&s;like,</L>
<L>And t'is the &s;ad nece&s;&s;ity that we mu&s;t</L>
<L>Per&s;i&s;t in crimes again to reach the good</L>
<L>That you intend; this nobly does de&s;erve</L>
<L>My friend&s;hip now, and if we fail</L>
<L>&mdash;The world may yet believe&punc;</L>
<L>Our thought's were better, let them chu&s;e to grieve.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Set on then, brave <HI>Lyce&s;pes,</HI> danger not found</L>
<L>VVomen frig tchildren with, and perills met</L>
<L><PB N="103" REF="61">
Uncheat us of our lives, that render'd us</L>
<L>But an unhappy trea&s;urie for our cares,</L>
<L>Made mon&s;trous by our joys, the hopes and fears</L>
<L>That &s;pring from them, onely the &s;tock we &s;pend on.</L>
<L>This cannot add, I know, to thee; and I &s;hould blu&s;h</L>
<L>If it could ought to me. But 'tis mens plea&s;ure</L>
<L>To undervalue what they think will go,</L>
<L>And they mu&s;t loo&s;e&mdash;the world's fond nature's &s;o;</L>
<L>And 'tis the brave&s;t &s;corn ill men can have,</L>
<L>To change this world, as freely for a grave.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 4. SCEN. 3.</HEAD>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Py&s;ander <HI>ha&s;tily, the Blind Lady fol|lowing,</HI> Peter <HI>directing.</HI></STAGE>
<STAGE>[Alarm.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>NOw the Devill rai&s;e a Barricado, I am &s;torm'd too;</L>
<L>I have pepper'd the Rogues on my &s;ide,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t go &s;ee how the other fares.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is he here, <HI>Peter?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Straight on, an't like your Ladi&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;tay, &s;weet Captain; Oh, oh,</L>
<L>All my corn's a-fire, good Captain.</L>
<L>Straight before &s;till, <HI>Peter?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>By this light, Sir, I'le direct your no&s;e to the wall,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="104" REF="62">
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Captain, all, all, my corn, oh, oh;</L>
<L>The great Barn's on fire, look how it burns.</L>
<L>Is this your kindne&s;&s;e? pray, your hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray take this for interpo&s;ition.</L>
<STAGE>he laies &s;ome|thing in the way.</STAGE>
<L>It will not do, &s;he'l run her head</L>
<L>Again&s;t &s;omething or other, and beat her brains out.</L>
<L>&mdash;I mu&s;t place her in here&mdash;</L>
<L>VVhat's this, a Corn-hou&s;e&mdash;Here Madam.</L>
<L>Give me your hand, re&s;t your &s;elf a little,</L>
<L>And I'le be with you pre&s;ently: and for you, wi&s;e Sir,</L>
<STAGE>he places her in the Vault.</STAGE>
<L>Let her alone, til I, like a good Midwife,</L>
<L>Come and deliver her: This, Sir, you had be&s;t ob|&s;erve.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pet.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhy its very well, I thought at lea&s;t I might have given her</L>
<L>A hot fire-&s;hovell to have bak'd a cake upon.</L>
<L>Nothing troubles me&mdash;</L>
<L>But that the Rats and Mice may play with her no&s;e.</L>
<L>I thought &s;he would be brought to this, Mrs. <HI>Quinever</HI></L>
<L>Is employ'd in ca&s;ting bullets with a face</L>
<L>Like fiery <HI>Sol</HI> in <HI>Leo,</HI> if this hurry hold long,</L>
<L>My poor old Lady may wi&s;h &s;he had lo&s;t</L>
<L>All &s;en&s;es as well as &s;eeing; for god knows</L>
<L>The employment for the re&s;t are mi&s;erable.</L>
<L>Hark, a noi&s;e, they are at it, much good may't do them;</L>
<STAGE>[a noi&s;e.</STAGE>
<L>To run away it is impo&s;&s;ible, and from my chamber</L>
<L>I can &s;ee all the &s;hooting; it has made me wi&s;h a thou&s;and times</L>
<L><PB N="105" REF="62">
I were as blind as my old Lady, I'le to her in the Vault,</L>
<L>I never thought my &s;elf too &s;afe, he that did,</L>
<L>Let him leap Towers for <HI>Peter.</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[He de&s;cends into the Vault.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 4. SCEN. 4.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Mironault, Hyppa&s;us, Py&s;ander.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>BRave <HI>Hyppa&s;us,</HI> how to forgive my &s;elf I cannot tell,</L>
<L>For all that you have &s;uffered.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Still on that &s;train, Sir!</L>
<L>VVe could not &s;erve you thus if we repined,</L>
<L>Or feared to &s;uffer for you; wrong not our hone&s;ty</L>
<L>And courage both.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>They are too excellent, I &s;wear it were a plea&s;ure</L>
<L>To &s;hare in danger with you, were't not a pain</L>
<L>To &s;ee you there&mdash;Gallant <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI></L>
<L>You brought us timely aid, and from our &s;inking fates</L>
<L>Rai&s;ed us again; but you had quickly done</L>
<L>On t'other &s;ide.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>O mine were pittifull ra&s;calls,</L>
<L>Yours came to their bu&s;ine&s;&s;e hand&s;omly.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>They did indeed, <HI>Phylanter</HI> fir&s;t</L>
<L>Advanc'd before his men, bold in de&s;pight</L>
<L>Of all his crimes, and carele&s;&s;e both alike</L>
<L>Of hone&s;ty and danger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="106" REF="63">
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>He was the wi&s;er; To what purpo&s;e</L>
<L>Should any one be thrifty of, that the world</L>
<L>So little cares for, this trifle Hone&s;ty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> you mu&s;t get the Soldiers dre&s;t,</L>
<L>That have been hurt, we may have more need of them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, yes, as far as her Smocks will extend in Lint.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I find I need a little dre&s;&s;ing too.</L>
<L>&mdash;Let's in, and there&mdash;</L>
<L>Provide for after-claps of treacherous Fortune.</L>
<L>We mu&s;t not fear a Frown, or court a Smile;</L>
<L>One may the VVi&s;e, t'other the Brave beguile.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 4. SCEN. 5.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Albertus, and Others&punc;</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>HOw far is't to his Quarters now?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>A little way, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be &s;ure that all the Soldiers march in order,</L>
<L>And on their lives no outrage to the Country.</L>
<L>Let all be done in &s;ilence. No Scouts return'd yet?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not any, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am jealous of this Court, the King enclined</L>
<L>But little, &s;u&s;pition could not mingle with his nature,</L>
<L>The Prince&s;&s;e has confirm'd him &s;ure; we act</L>
<L>On the uncertain'&s;t Stage, the &s;trange&s;t parts</L>
<L><PB N="107" REF="63">
That ever yet were play'd, I would the world</L>
<L>VVould take it &s;o. VVe have now &s;tept</L>
<L>Beyond the power of Retreat or Fortune,</L>
<L>The one's too poor for us, and we for t'other.</L>
<L>VVe are like tired Game&s;ters with ill Cards</L>
<L>VVeary to hold the game, and yet play on</L>
<L>To &s;ave if not to win; perhaps</L>
<L>If we prevailed, Ambition would as well</L>
<L>Play on the game as now we do,</L>
<L>Though from a mode&s;ter de&s;igne.</L>
<L>How little ought man to be tru&s;ted then</L>
<L>With power in this world, when even the things</L>
<L>He aims to thrive by are the crimes of Kings,</L>
<L>Good Princes, like be&s;t Juglers, &s;till find fir&s;t</L>
<L>The le&s;&s;er &s;leights of others. How now,</L>
<L>What news?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Me&s;&s;.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>As we were &s;couting on the way,</L>
<L>Which leads unto <HI>Cracovia,</HI> we e&s;pied</L>
<L>The Body of an Army moving within</L>
<L>Two hours march.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha, it mu&s;t be &s;o&mdash;&s;he has don't.</L>
<L>Bid in&s;tantly <HI>Boti&s;cay</HI> march with ha&s;te,</L>
<STAGE>[exit Me&s;&s;.</STAGE>
<L>For fear we are hindred joyning with my &s;on.</L>
<L>Amid&s;t the&s;e crimes a little policy does well,</L>
<L>It mu&s;t be &s;o, all we can hope for now will be to make</L>
<L>But good conditions&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;To put it to the venture of a day were madne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>We can have no &s;upplies, they may have more.</L>
<L>And yet&mdash;I know not what to think,</L>
<L>Di&s;tractions mingle with my thoughts,</L>
<L><PB N="108" REF="64">
And we &s;till lo&s;e our judgments with &s;ucce&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Our re&s;olutions waited on us then</L>
<L>Like &s;ervants wanting wages. All Mankind</L>
<L>Is one of tho&s;e two Cowards,</L>
<L>&mdash;Either to wi&s;h to die</L>
<L>When we &s;hould live, or live when we &s;hould die.</L>
<L>Some fear, &s;ome wi&s;h, too early, or too late</L>
<L>Mo&s;t fall, yet none mu&s;t chu&s;e his Fate;</L>
<L>Tho&s;e that prepare for every &s;torm, do &s;eldom ca&s;t</L>
<L>Them&s;elves away,</L>
<L>It is but bravely &s;inking at the la&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="6" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 4. SCEN. 6.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Prince&s;&s;e, Amione, Phylena,</HI> and others.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>No news yet?</L>
<L>1. Not any Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Leave us, and give notice when any comes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>We have not now &s;ure far,</L>
<L>And yet me thinks 'tis along while</L>
<L>Ere we are there, time is thought</L>
<L>The fa&s;te&s;t undi&s;cerned flying thing</L>
<L>That is, but yet Love's wings are &s;wifter,</L>
<L>Swift wi&s;hes impe his ragged plumes</L>
<L>And pull the feathers from the wings of Time,</L>
<L><PB N="109" REF="64">
&mdash;And every houer bears</L>
<L>Double proportion from our hopes and fears.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>This pretty way of account Madam, will ri&s;e</L>
<L>Unto a &s;um of ages, added</L>
<L>To what now <HI>Mironault</HI>'s a heaping,</L>
<L>'Twill make a new Chronologie,</L>
<L>But we &s;till reckon on the old account.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'r merry &s;till, <HI>Phylena,</HI> when your day comes</L>
<L>You'le give me leave to do the &s;ame.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes Madam, we both agree,</L>
<L>And yet you &s;hrewdly once &s;u&s;pected it</L>
<L>Of this fair maid,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>You make me blu&s;h, &s;he way forgive me though</L>
<L>For &s;he de&s;erved it,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Madam,&mdash;</L>
<L>Could you fall &s;o much below</L>
<L>The power of all your beauties in &s;uch fears</L>
<L>That you could ju&s;tly let &s;u&s;pition dwell</L>
<L>Where you pretend an intere&s;t? The Ro&s;e as well</L>
<L>May drooping hang it's fragrant head</L>
<L>Jealous of meaner Flowers, and the Sun</L>
<L>Su&s;pect his light when mortalls kindle fires.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay <HI>Amione</HI> you court me now</L>
<L>I will not call it flattery, whil'&s;t it comes</L>
<L>From thee, for that's a crime</L>
<L>That dwells with crooked natures, yet it was</L>
<L>Mi&s;taken kindne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twas you mi&s;took it &s;ure, for none will find</L>
<L>Them&s;elves deceived that love you,</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Me&s;&s;.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>How now, what news?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="110" REF="65">
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ju&s;t now for certain, Madam</L>
<L>The Lord <HI>Albertus</HI> joyned unto his &s;on</L>
<L>With a great Body,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>They have not yet attempted ought.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes Madam, before his Father's coming,</L>
<L><HI>Phylanter</HI> &s;torm'd the hou&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha: ha&s;t thou learnt no particulars?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes all, for before the Lord <HI>Albertus</HI> coming</L>
<L>The &s;mallne&s;&s;e of their numbers gave us freedom</L>
<L>To enquire near the place of all particulars,</L>
<L>&mdash;And thus it was,</L>
<L>Soon as <HI>Phylanter</HI> had found out</L>
<L>The hou&s;e they &s;tayed at, pre&s;ently he ghe&s;t</L>
<L>That wounds had cau&s;ed their &s;tay, by rea&s;on</L>
<L>They &s;trove to reach no place of more &s;ecurity</L>
<L>And &s;o indeed it was; ghe&s;&s;ing be&s;ides,</L>
<L>They &s;hould have &s;mal re&s;i&s;tance: upon the&s;e thoughts</L>
<L><HI>Phylanter</HI> draws about it, then &s;ummons them.</L>
<L>But in the mid&s;t the gallant <HI>Mironault</HI></L>
<L>Hinders the parly with a ha&s;ty &s;corn,</L>
<L>As if he meant to drive no bargain,</L>
<L>But &s;ell at his own rate, at which</L>
<L>The bravely bad <HI>Phylanter</HI> &s;weld with rage</L>
<L>Prepar'd to give th'a&s;&s;ault, and in the head</L>
<L>Of all his men advanc't (&s;ome di&s;tance) fir&s;t,</L>
<L>To bring on ruine great as was his crimes,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e to peri&s;h with them, and &s;eem'd half willing</L>
<L>To be forgotten on a noble &s;core;</L>
<L>So equally divided, or to hide</L>
<L>His mi&s;chiefs in their Fates, or in his own.</L>
<L><PB N="111" REF="65">
The &s;torm grew hot, yet &s;till <HI>Phylanter</HI> urged</L>
<L>Beyond belief, now out of Love with &s;afety,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e his foes in &s;pight of him enjoyd it</L>
<L>(With an unlookt for power to re&s;i&s;t him)</L>
<L>Branded the name of Fortune with a whore,</L>
<L>As if they had begot &s;upplies upon her;</L>
<L>On t'other &s;ide his men &s;ees &s;hrinking from him,</L>
<L>When mad with rage he ea&s;ily retires</L>
<L>With &s;uch a look as longing Lovers &s;end</L>
<L>When they mu&s;t part, &s;o much he coutted danger,</L>
<L>And now retreating with his drooping forces,</L>
<L>The gallant <HI>Mironault</HI> like a bright Sun</L>
<L>Broke from the &s;moakie &s;torm, and i&s;&s;ues forth,</L>
<L>Acting new Tragedies, till, being jealous</L>
<L>More forces might come in,</L>
<L>In order they retreated, and for certain</L>
<L><HI>Phylanter</HI> both and <HI>Mironault</HI> are hurt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>O me!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam &s;end off the me&s;&s;enger, Let not him &s;ee</L>
<L>The lea&s;t di&s;order.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Go in&s;tanly, and bid <HI>Symathocles</HI></L>
<L>Let all the Army march in readine&s;&s;e to fight.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>And acquaint him with all you know</L>
<STAGE>Exit Me&s;&s;.</STAGE>
<L>Nay do not hide thy tears <HI>Amione</HI></L>
<L>They can't di&s;plea&s;e me, wench, nor &s;hall I think</L>
<L>That there is grief enough for him,</L>
<L>Though I am fully &s;tor'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas, what a condition Fortune throws him in?</L>
<L><PB N="112" REF="66">
Did he but know by whom he were lamented</L>
<L>He could not have &s;o much of joy,</L>
<L>As grief to think how he was ravi&s;ht</L>
<L>From the lov'd mourner;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I prethee peace; not that I fear</L>
<L>To have more grief for him, for I have that</L>
<L>Within me has made that impo&s;&s;ibility,</L>
<L>But to inlarge thy own, 'tis true too</L>
<L>That I &s;hould give thee coun&s;ell not to grieve,</L>
<L>But I &s;hall grieve the while, yet if thou thinke&s;t</L>
<L>I wrong thy kindne&s;&s;e then wee'le mourn together</L>
<L>And joyn our &s;tock of tears, for no one &s;tore</L>
<L>Is worthy of him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Though nature made me partiall, it robd me not</L>
<L>Of &s;o much rea&s;on, to be &s;o impudent,</L>
<L>The Fates perhaps, or &s;ome great power</L>
<L>That has a &s;peciall care for you, or kindne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Pre&s;erved you for them&s;elves, and lent you to the world</L>
<L>As the S<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">n was, not for the happine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Of one alone but all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>May we not yet amid&s;t our greate&s;t grief</L>
<L>Believe it is not dangerous; for after he was hurt</L>
<L>They lei&s;urely retired.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would I could &s;o be &s;atisfied&mdash;</L>
<L>And yet that clearly ju&s;tifies we wi&s;h</L>
<L>Our own contents, then when we rai&s;e</L>
<L>Our fears to equall power in our thoughts</L>
<L>Of what we doubt, yet what we wi&s;h to have;</L>
<L>None e're yet wi&s;h'd a life, but fear'd a grave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis true <HI>Amione,</HI> tho&s;e torturing <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ivalls</L>
<L><PB N="113" REF="66">
Hope and fear are ever whi&s;pering,</L>
<L>And they that have mo&s;t need of one,</L>
<L>Have ever mo&s;t of t'other. When I think this,</L>
<L>Though I would willingly pretend to coun&s;ell,</L>
<L>Or any thing would ea&s;e thy grief, I mu&s;t</L>
<L>Believe it both impo&s;&s;ible and needle&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<L>Were it not ju&s;t to linger then no longer</L>
<L>In all the&s;e doubts, &s;ince we might give them ea&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>As how can it be done?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would attempt to &s;ee him, I onely want your leave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is impo&s;&s;ible, the ways are all &s;hut up.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do not mean to go concealed.</L>
<L>They &s;ay <HI>Phylanter</HI> is &s;o much a Gentleman,</L>
<L>He will not certainly deny a woman.</L>
<L>Fear not, Madam, 'tis but two hours time,</L>
<L>And I am there, or here again.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I can deny thee nothing, not this I'me &s;ure;</L>
<L>If thou &s;ee&s;t him, tell him, that Love and Con&s;tancy's rewarded</L>
<L>In t'other world, and will be &s;o in this.</L>
<L>Tell him, I wi&s;h his happine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>And mine own together. And be &s;ure</L>
<L>You take a Chirurgeon with you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>My &s;ervice, Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will not fail, Heaven keep you.</L>
<L>May I return with &s;uch a ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>As I now bear to him.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell, dear Maid. <HI>Phylena,</HI> now</L>
<L>The time draws near of joy or mi&s;ery,</L>
<L>&mdash;We live at an uncertain rate,</L>
<L>Or flatter'd &s;til, or el&s;e di&s;pleas'd with fate.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="7" TYPE="scene">
<PB N="114" REF="67">
<HEAD>ACT 4. SCEN. 7.</HEAD>
<STAGE><HI>Enter at one dore</HI> Albertus <HI>and Others, at an|other</HI> Phylanter, Lyce&s;pes, <HI>and Others.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Should chide now, but the condition of your fortunes</L>
<L>Cannot be that way helpt, nor are you fit</L>
<L>For a di&s;turbance, I hear you have &s;ucce&s;le&s;s</L>
<L>Storm'd the hou&s;e; Why &s;tai'd you not till I arriv'd?</L>
<L>'Twas folly to attempt it with &s;o few.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>But that has hapned now which I then feared,</L>
<L>For I did ghe&s;&s;e &s;upplies would come to them</L>
<L>As &s;oon as you to us. Be&s;ides, who would have ghe&s;t,</L>
<L>Or now can think, how they come by their aid?</L>
<L>Had we proved fortunate, we might have made</L>
<L>Our own conditions.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>In that you have hit my thoughts, for now we mu&s;t</L>
<L>Not lo&s;e our &s;elves by fear or folly;</L>
<L>The one's too mean, the other but a madne&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>And we mu&s;t look on the&s;e we have</L>
<L>Without a hope of more, and on them</L>
<L>As an encrea&s;ing body; by this we are con&s;train'd</L>
<L>Upon the nick to make our compo&s;itions,</L>
<L>Or put it to the venture of a Day;</L>
<L>The fir&s;t's the better, were the la&s;t the likelier.</L>
<L>For I believe that, pa&s;&s;ion laid a&s;ide</L>
<L>That fir&s;t incited the&s;e ra&s;h thoughts and actions,</L>
<L><PB N="115" REF="67">
You look upon't as not to be pur&s;u'd,</L>
<L>But fairly to be le<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t. Men may erre,</L>
<L>It is the influence of Chance and Nature,</L>
<L>But to pur&s;ue it, is their own<HI>&mdash;Lyce&s;pes&mdash;</HI></L>
<L>There is much due to you, you were &s;till hone&s;t,</L>
<L>And mo&s;t a friend in danger,</L>
<L>Who are in &s;afety onely are their own.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord, I always owed your &s;on as much,</L>
<L>And did re&s;olve to pay it, till I had cau&s;e</L>
<L>To leave, or feared to avow it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are &s;till noble. But <HI>Phylanter,</HI></L>
<L>VVhat certain intelligence have you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVe know, Sir, the Army of the King</L>
<L>Is hard at hand, they &s;ay the Prince&s;&s;e too</L>
<L>Is with them.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I ghe&s;s'd as much, and for that rea&s;on</L>
<L>I left the Court, for I heard</L>
<L>That &s;he was big with rage&mdash;VVell,</L>
<L>The time's now &s;hort, and &s;omething mu&s;t be done:</L>
<L>Let all be in a readine&s;&s;e, and prepare</L>
<L>Nobly to reach &s;ucce&s;&s;e, or ill to &s;hare.</L>
<L>In the mean time wee'l pre&s;ently advi&s;e</L>
<L>The honorable&s;t way for compo&s;ition.</L>
<L>For to be &s;afe and good is better far,</L>
<L>Than tru&s;t our crimes unto the chance of War.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="5" TYPE="act">
<PB N="116" REF="68">
<HEAD>ACT. 5.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCEN. 1.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>HOw have I thus been cou&s;ened! how mon|&s;trous too</L>
<L>It &s;eems, &s;till to pur&s;ue the crimes I lov'd before:</L>
<L>To be uncou&s;ened, though 'tis ju&s;t, &s;eems poor,</L>
<L>When danger gives the wi&s;dom: how low we &s;inck</L>
<L>When we once fall below our &s;elves!</L>
<L>We &s;till mu&s;t fear what others ought to do.</L>
<L>In crimes none can be wi&s;e and gallant too.</L>
<L>All this be&s;ides for an uncertain Beauty,</L>
<L>Nor yet po&s;&s;e&s;t or gain'd, the Per&s;ian &s;o</L>
<L>Spends all his wealth and prayers on the Sun,</L>
<L>That equally di&s;pences unto tho&s;e</L>
<L>Which ne're ador'd him, his warm comforts too.</L>
<L>Farewell to all your Sex, that cannot be</L>
<L>Belov'd, but with unthrifty mi&s;ery.</L>
<L>The Lover that's unlov'd, like me, mu&s;t wa&s;te</L>
<L>His &s;tore of Love, the Lov'd may longer la&s;t.</L>
<L>They that joyn Stocks, with ea&s;e our-&s;pends</L>
<L>Him that runs on unpaid and lends.</L>
<L>Farewell: I will uncheat my &s;elf and you,</L>
<L>For when I lov'd you fir&s;t I cou&s;en'd two.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sould.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>How now?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Souldier.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sould.</SPEAKER>
<L>A woman at the dore</L>
<L><PB N="117" REF="68">
De&s;ires admittance to your Lord&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou rave&s;t! a woman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sould.</SPEAKER>
<L>So I told you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, I might wonder, for &s;uch and I</L>
<L>Have now &s;o little bu&s;ine&s;&s;e with each other,</L>
<L>That by my troth 'tis &s;trange.</L>
<L>Seems &s;he a per&s;on of any quality?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sould.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hand&s;ome?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sould.</SPEAKER>
<L>To a miracle.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Devil on the wonder! bu&s;ine&s;&s;e with me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<L>So &s;he earne&s;tly expre&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Bring her in.</L>
<STAGE>[Exit Souldier.</STAGE>
<L>Cur&s;e on the Sex, Civility mu&s;t wait upon 'em,</L>
<L>Their weakne&s;&s;e makes us fools, or el&s;e their beau<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ies.</L>
<L>Ha! 'tis that indeed that charms us from our &s;elves,</L>
<L>And all the hand&s;ome actions that we do</L>
<L>Seem offerings to their powers, as if the Sea</L>
<L>Should &s;end a tribute to the little Brooks,</L>
<L>Such a prepo&s;terous thing is Love, 'tis like</L>
<L>The folly and the crime to make a god</L>
<L>One's &s;elfe to wor&s;hip&mdash;Now for a trap</L>
<L>I &s;hall be &s;hy of the&s;e fair baits.</L>
<L>&mdash;What &s;ubtle trick&mdash;</L>
<L>Mu&s;t this fair In&s;trument bring about?&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;I will be deaf to charms&mdash;She comes.</L>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Amione <HI>and Souldier.</HI></STAGE>
<L>Ha&mdash;extreamly fair&mdash;</L>
<L>Come perhaps for to revenge</L>
<L>The &s;candall of her &s;ex upon me&mdash;Is it on me</L>
<L><PB N="118" REF="69">
Fair maid, that you would lay commands?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>A comely man, pitty that form</L>
<L>Should harbour &s;o much ba&s;ene&s;&s;e.</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>It is you, Sir, I mu&s;t petition; for commands,</L>
<L>Though they might &s;eem fair attributes to our &s;ex,</L>
<L>Yet when you know, to who&s;e much hated name,</L>
<L>Nature has made my Love a debt,</L>
<L>You will believe, Thardly &s;hould petition.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I rather &s;hall con&s;ider this fair thing,</L>
<L>To whom a hated name can owe an intere&s;t,</L>
<L>&mdash;But you have heard&mdash;</L>
<L>Stories perhaps, not much becomming me,</L>
<L>Made up of others envies and my crimes,</L>
<L>Nor can I tell a good one of my &s;elfe,</L>
<L>But that I love an innocence like yours,</L>
<L>And only that, for you to have a confidence,</L>
<L>I hardly &s;hall deny you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>The world has &s;ure belied him,</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>&mdash;Nay, Sir,</L>
<L>Nature commands, that I &s;hould ask,</L>
<L>Your fair encouragement has given me hopes&punc;</L>
<L>Not to be quite denied, and I am &s;orry</L>
<L>That I mu&s;t now beg a civility,</L>
<L>And dare not own requitall; 'tis the fir&s;t time,</L>
<L>That ju&s;tice and ingratitude were friends.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;till believe me too unworthy: they that do</L>
<L>An act that does de&s;erve requitall,</L>
<L>Pay fir&s;t them&s;elves the &s;tock of &s;uch content,</L>
<L>Nature has given to every worthy mind,</L>
<L>If others &s;hould be bankrupt&mdash;</L>
<L><PB N="119" REF="69">
Pray torture me no more but aske.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>He would deceive me &s;trangely,</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Know then, the &s;i&s;ter to wrong'd<HI>-Mironault</HI> mu&s;t ask:</L>
<L>Does it not &s;tartle you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;ee it does not.</L>
<L>He that has injured <HI>Mironault,</HI> will grant it,</L>
<L>Trifle no more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis only then your leave that I may &s;ee him,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>And happine&s;&s;e attend you, you &s;hall have</L>
<L>A conduct with you;&mdash;I did not think</L>
<L>That I &s;hould find &s;o much of joy,</L>
<L>In that &s;mall time I have to bu&s;tle here,</L>
<L>As your lov'd power has given me,</L>
<L>Pardon me, if I dare attempt</L>
<L>To have a little peace within me,</L>
<L>Still to remember you, I fear I mu&s;t,</L>
<L>Though both &s;hould be unwilling.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall promi&s;e Sir, I carry no intelligence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Urge it no more, I do not fear,</L>
<L>Nor am I ignorant, of what a &s;torm</L>
<L>Is falling now upon me, only grieved</L>
<L>That I dur&s;t bring it to't, and yet now plea&s;ed,</L>
<L>That I dare bear it: choi&s;e in crimes,</L>
<L>Is the wor&s;t part in man, and good from fear,</L>
<L>The meane&s;t. But I have &s;aid to much, only thus,</L>
<L>The la&s;t of all my thoughts, &s;hall be of you,</L>
<L>They may be good: Nay, do not wonder,</L>
<L>Nor be &s;o much concerned for one &s;o lo&s;t,</L>
<L>To frame an an&s;wer from a &s;mile or frown,</L>
<L>I will conduct you on your way, as you come back,</L>
<L><PB N="120" REF="70">
Others &s;hall waite you, for your eyes</L>
<L>Shall not be injured with an hated object.</L>
<L>Here in this world, my fate, the quarrell ends,</L>
<L>&mdash;In t'other &s;ure, we may meet friends.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 5. SCEN. 2.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter, <HI>Mironault, Hyppa&s;us, Py&s;ander.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>NAy, for certain, Sir,</L>
<L>We &s;aw a body marching, which cannot po&s;&s;ibly</L>
<L>Belong to t'other Army.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, I did alwayes believe,</L>
<L>My dancing daies were not quite done.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not what to ghe&s;&s;e, nor do I wi&s;h;</L>
<L>For in extreams, le&s;&s;e cares give noble&s;t thoughts,</L>
<L>De&s;ignes of wi&s;hing, are the cheating joyes</L>
<L>Of fearfull men, t'were fooli&s;hne&s;&s;e be&s;ide;</L>
<L>A carele&s;&s;e hope looks hand&s;omely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>We &s;hall &s;o ju&s;tifie our &s;elves, but I believe,</L>
<L>'Tis not unrea&s;onable, to think our innocence</L>
<L>Should merit &s;ome protection, the Prince&s;&s;e &s;ure</L>
<L>Will not be la&s;t in ju&s;tice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Urge it no more, nothing is worth her care,</L>
<L>'Tis &s;ome as bad as tho&s;e, come to a&s;&s;i&s;t them.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter &s;ervant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Serv.</SPEAKER>
<L>There's one without, Sir, that would de&s;ire</L>
<L><PB N="121" REF="70">
Admittance to you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who i'&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Serv.</SPEAKER>
<L>A woman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>A woman? I cannot ghe&s;&s;e,&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>Exit. &s;ervant.</STAGE>
<L>&mdash;Let her come in.</L>
<L>What &s;hould this mean, deceive me not too much,</L>
<L>Fond hope, nor puzzle me, for if you do,&mdash;at la&s;t,</L>
<L>I &s;hall grow carele&s;&s;e of my joyes and you;</L>
<L>Ha! <HI>Amione,&mdash;</HI>welcome,</L>
<STAGE>Enter with Amione.</STAGE>
<L>Welcome, above all joyes but one.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>Perhaps, welcome as that, I have much to &s;ay,</L>
<L>But I mu&s;t fir&s;t be civill. Brave <HI>Hyppa&s;us,</HI></L>
<L>May you nere know extremities, but if you &s;hould,</L>
<L>May you find &s;uch a friend, as you have been.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Were I not nobly paid in his de&s;ert,</L>
<L>I were in this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;ame to you <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> for to thank you</L>
<L>In any other Language, were too poor,</L>
<L>And much unju&s;t, for to divide,</L>
<L>What you &s;o nobly joyn'd in.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now have I forgot, what <HI>Hyppa&s;us</HI> &s;aid,</L>
<L>Pray take his an&s;wer in good part for us both.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'ar merry &s;till, <HI>Py&s;ander.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>I confe&s;&s;e, nothing went ever neer my heart,</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e it were your Love, but what availeth &s;ighes and tears?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>Very well, Sir.</L>
<L>Dear Brother, pardon this injury of gratitude,</L>
<L>That kept me &s;o long from you; forgive me too,</L>
<L><PB N="122" REF="71">
If joy di&s;orders me, I have enough</L>
<L>To &s;ee you &s;afe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dear <HI>Amione,</HI> how long we &s;hall be &s;o,</L>
<L>Heaven knows, yet 'twas a great advantage</L>
<L>To live thus long to &s;ee thee: but how wa&s;t po&s;&s;ible</L>
<L>You could get hither, or from whence now come you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, <HI>Phylanter's</HI> great civility,</L>
<L>Brought me &s;afe hither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>But from whence?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>From the Army.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>From who&s;e Army?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Prince&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha!&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will defer your joyes no longer</L>
<L>From the Prince&s;&s;e, who bid me tell you,</L>
<L>That faith and con&s;tancie's rewarded</L>
<L>In t'other world, and will be &s;o in this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou would'&s;t not mock me &s;ure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>O&punc; <HI>Amione,</HI> Did&s;t thou but know the joy of every heart,</L>
<L>That at this hour, has its wi&s;hes crown'd,</L>
<L>Thou might'&s;t then ghe&s;&s;e at mine.</L>
<L>And is &s;he there in per&s;on?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, attended with a gallant Army,</L>
<L>Much &s;tronger then the enemy, you might</L>
<L>Di&s;cern them &s;ure; and re&s;olved as &s;oon as I return</L>
<L>To offer battell. Is <HI>Phylanter,</HI></L>
<L>Prepar'd to fight?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>With any thing in &s;pight of all his crimes,</L>
<L><PB N="123" REF="71">
Re&s;olves to peri&s;h bravely, &s;o great a villain</L>
<L>Ne're bore &s;o brave a mind,&mdash;tis a que&s;tion,</L>
<L>Whether he thinks, there's &s;uch a thing as danger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>We heard indeed, he &s;torm'd it bravely,</L>
<L>And that your hurts were of more danger</L>
<L>Then I perceive they are; 'twas the report</L>
<L>Of that which brought me hither.</L>
<L>Nor mu&s;t I &s;tay, the Prince&s;&s;e layed commands</L>
<L>Of my immediate coming back; at more lei&s;ure,</L>
<L>You &s;hall have all my &s;tory, in the mean time,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t needs tell you, you are like to be</L>
<L>Extreamly happy; O Brother, never was &s;o much &s;weetne&s;s</L>
<L>Guarded &s;o &s;ure from crimes, if ever brea&s;t</L>
<L>Were Sanctuary for vertues, it is her's:</L>
<L>She will de&s;erve your love I fear much more,</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e its po&s;&s;ible, men &s;hould be con&s;tant.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is not kind <HI>Amione,</HI> her valew</L>
<L>Will make me wi&s;e &s;till to pre&s;erve my riches;</L>
<L>And benefit is mans de&s;igne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ami.</SPEAKER>
<L>Man &s;eldome though pur&s;ues his owne ad|vantage,</L>
<L>Women like Towns, once wonne are &s;lighted:</L>
<L>VVhat we already have within our powers,</L>
<L>Has le&s;&s;e e&s;teem then unatchieved things.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Urge it no more, one may as well be weary</L>
<L>Of the Sun's con&s;tant &s;hining, as her influence:</L>
<L>He never ri&s;es, but he &s;eems to bring</L>
<L>Fre&s;h glory from the Ea&s;t&punc; and every day</L>
<L>VVill adde a new di&s;covery of her vertues,</L>
<L>That &s;he will never &s;eem enjoy'd enough.</L>
<L>Be&s;ides, though man's compos'd of faithle&s;&s;e matter,</L>
<L><PB N="124" REF="72">
The Soul of one may be of nobler u&s;e</L>
<L>Than others are, and with that Soul</L>
<L>Man had not been &s;o nobly put in tru&s;t</L>
<L>Had he not means left free to be unju&s;t.</L>
<L>Come, &s;o much eternitie as my love mu&s;t have,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t not be told in &s;uch a little moment</L>
<L>As you have now to &s;pare, nor will I injure</L>
<L>The little time I have with thee,</L>
<L>When we &s;hall meet again heaven knows:</L>
<L>For friends once pawn'd to di&s;tance there is a danger</L>
<L>To bankrupt hopes.</L>
<L>You mu&s;t expect but poor be&s;ieged welcome</L>
<L>&mdash;Who &s;uch relief as Anchorets have</L>
<L>At lea&s;t &s;hall find in an expected grave.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 5. SCEN. 3.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter, Solus</HI> di&s;gui&s;ed.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>WHat is the next thing how that mu&s;t be done?</L>
<L>How weary all the World and I</L>
<L>Am grown of one another? I &s;hould be friends</L>
<L>With this di&s;gui&s;e, could it but hide my crimes:</L>
<L>But night it &s;elf that great di&s;guifer,</L>
<L>Wants power to conceal the lea&s;t of crimes</L>
<L>From any troubled brea&s;t, when man would fain</L>
<L>Be unacquainted with him&s;elf again:</L>
<L><PB N="125" REF="72">
'Tis ju&s;t too, when we have our &s;elves betraid</L>
<L>That we &s;hould be then of our &s;elves afraid</L>
<L>Ambition onely is our nature's folly,</L>
<L>That robs us of that little &s;tock of rea&s;on,</L>
<L>We have at temperate and idle hours.</L>
<L>If we but take the inventory of our &s;elves,</L>
<L>There we &s;hall find &s;uch peri&s;ht &s;tuff</L>
<L>By rage and pa&s;&s;ion, that 'tis ju&s;t</L>
<L>We &s;hould be once forgotten in the du&s;t;</L>
<L>&mdash;But for my new de&s;ign&mdash;ha&mdash;'tis odd</L>
<L>To throw my &s;elf into the power of them&mdash;</L>
<L>As if 'twere meanne&s;&s;e, or &s;omething poorer; fear&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;Yet&mdash;let it dye</L>
<STAGE>[Studies.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Amione. Hyp. Py&s;.</STAGE>
<L>Ha&mdash;&s;he comes&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;A Per&s;ian's cold devotion thus,</L>
<L>Receives new warmne&s;s from the ri&s;ing Sun</L>
<L>&mdash;It mu&s;t be &s;o&mdash;</L>
<L>He that would hide Love kindled once within,</L>
<L>Rakes but his fire up to keep it in.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>We take our leaves now Madam, for we &s;ee</L>
<L>There's one attends you from the</L>
<STAGE>Exe. Hip. Py&s;an.</STAGE>
<L>Lord <HI>Phylanter,</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, my Lord <HI>Phylanter</HI> &s;ent me hither</L>
<L>In his own language to pre&s;ent you Safety</L>
<L>Great as you merit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thank you Sir, he has obliged me nobly:</L>
<L>Had he forgot his crimes, I &s;hould forget</L>
<L>He were an enemy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>He bid me tell you farther,</L>
<L>That he had waited on you here him&s;elf,</L>
<L><PB N="126" REF="73">
But that he fear'd to injure your fair eyes,</L>
<L>That &s;hould be onely pleas'd with welcom objects.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha: peri&s;h you ea&s;ie thoughts, that &s;tart</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>At hearing of that name, yet when you think of him</L>
<L>I may forgive you, if you then</L>
<L>Frighten your &s;elves,&mdash;</L>
<L>And yet it may be Love; ruines of Love</L>
<L>And lightning are alike&mdash;</L>
<L>For, what would willingly re&s;i&s;t</L>
<L>They both con&s;ume; I &s;hall attend you Sir,</L>
<L>If you plea&s;e to lead the way&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 5. SCEN. 4.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Albertus, Lyce&s;pes.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Albert.</SPEAKER>
<L>COntinue &s;till worthy <HI>Lyce&s;pes,</HI></L>
<L>To let him know repentance needs no blu&s;hes.</L>
<L>Or that 'tis nece&s;&s;ary for Fate or us,</L>
<L>To per&s;ue cruell actions, yet with a gentle hand</L>
<L>That no di&s;traction mingle with his nature;</L>
<L>For he is young, and youth's un&s;etled furie</L>
<L>Is ready &s;till to act,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have Sir, with a gentle hand</L>
<L>Toucht all the &s;torie of this madne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And find him too, like an experienc't gam&s;ter,</L>
<L><PB N="127" REF="73">
A&s;ham'd to have been cheated, but re&s;olv'd</L>
<L>Wi&s;ely no more to venture at that game:</L>
<L>Our whole de&s;igns mu&s;t needs therefore now</L>
<L>Aime, but to bring us off, and yet prepare</L>
<L>Not to want courage in the meane&s;t Fortune.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Albert.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis all that can be &s;aid in our Conditions,</L>
<L>In order therefore to our &s;ad affairs,</L>
<L>Wee'le in&s;tantly di&s;patch a Trumpet</L>
<L>To offer fair conditions, or any thing</L>
<L>That may not &s;ound like mercy from another:</L>
<L>That's an unworthy way to adde</L>
<L>To other's fames, in ruining our own;</L>
<L>And yet our whole de&s;ires &s;hall be low,</L>
<L>Indeed they mu&s;t, for the extremity</L>
<L>Of every unre&s;i&s;ted Fate makes poor</L>
<L>Their thoughts that were as rich before.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 5. SCEN. 5.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Phylanter, Amione.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>YOu have now, Sir, performed that civill part,</L>
<L>That alwies &s;hall enforce me to e&s;teem</L>
<L>The Lord <HI>Phylanter,</HI> and may this Sir</L>
<STAGE>She offers him money.</STAGE>
<L>Tell you my thanks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, reward can not be due</L>
<L>To this &s;mall &s;ervice, though I may do</L>
<L><PB N="128" REF="74">
What may perhaps &s;eem to de&s;erve</L>
<L>Something of that nature, but I mu&s;t fir&s;t</L>
<L>De&s;ire you to prepare for to believe</L>
<L>Not ill of him, that thinks your wrongs</L>
<L>De&s;erve devotions, greater than his tru&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>What mean you Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would it not be worth a reward at lea&s;t?</L>
<L>That you might have within your power</L>
<L>The ea&s;e of all your hard misfortunes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Certainly 'twere; the &s;ound bears greater joy</L>
<L>Than po&s;&s;ibility.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know &s;ometimes, that Trea&s;on &s;eems</L>
<L>But ugly in the ju&s;te&s;t cau&s;e;</L>
<L>Though I believe that never yet,</L>
<L>A power like yours commanded it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Still I under&s;tand you not, pray to the mat|ter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>To be &s;hort then, know <HI>Phylanter</HI> loves you,</L>
<L>Your &s;eeming kindne&s;&s;e will have power</L>
<L>To draw him where you plea&s;e, for to my brea&s;t</L>
<L>He has committed all his thoughts,</L>
<L>And bid me judge when I &s;hould &s;ee you,</L>
<L>Whether he had not cau&s;e for all his pa&s;&s;ions,</L>
<L>(Indeed he has) &s;o much his crimes are greater;</L>
<L>Nor is it more inju&s;tice to his tru&s;t</L>
<L>Than due to you to tell you, if you plea&s;e,</L>
<L>That I may bear &s;ome feigned kindne&s;&s;e from you,</L>
<L>I'me &s;ure 'twill bring him any where,</L>
<L>That you may ea&s;ily &s;urpri&s;e him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>But do you think he has lo&s;t his rea&s;on &s;o?</L>
<L>To tru&s;t him&s;elf without his guards,</L>
<L><PB N="129" REF="74">
And his &s;urprifall then will not be ea&s;ie.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas, his rea&s;on's like an helple&s;&s;e friend,</L>
<L>Left and for&s;aken, and nothing but your name</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be forgiven, that would attempt to le&s;&s;en</L>
<L>His thoughts from what he has done, you need not fear</L>
<L>He can be over-wi&s;e that loves &s;o much,</L>
<L>Nor will his rea&s;on tell him that 'tis due</L>
<L>To all his kindne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor is it &s;ure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>But to his former &s;torie 'tis, and pre&s;ent acti|ons;</L>
<L>For though repentance onely at your name</L>
<L>Has power in his thoughts, yet he contemns</L>
<L>To have that Virtue on a meaner &s;core,</L>
<L>His crimes to all the world be&s;ides continue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>And they may better be the puni&s;hers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I grant you, were it in their power</L>
<L>As 'tis in yours, and they would then</L>
<L>Do &s;ure as much for you.</L>
<L>'Tis but the lea&s;t command from you,</L>
<L>My life on't, I bring him where you think be&s;t</L>
<L>He may be with mo&s;t ea&s;e &s;urpris'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>But &s;hould not you con&s;ider?</L>
<L>That though this puni&s;hment be due from me,</L>
<L>The treacherie's unju&s;t in you.</L>
<L>How much it is the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e of mankind</L>
<STAGE>[a&s;ide&punc; While&s;t &s;he turns away and &s;peaks, he throws off his di&s;gui&s;e, and lays his &s;word drawn, with the hilt towards her.</STAGE>
<L>To make a bargain for their hone&s;ty,</L>
<L>And yet not think how little that will yield</L>
<L>To others, which they make &s;o cheap,</L>
<L><PB N="130" REF="75">
Man's like a barren and ingratefull &s;oil,</L>
<L>That &s;eldom pays the labour of manuring.</L>
<L>How has <HI>Philanter</HI> injured him, or I obliged him?</L>
<L>That I could at fir&s;t upon a le&s;&s;er &s;core</L>
<L>Share with his crimes, and on a meaner now</L>
<L>Ba&s;ely di&s;like, as if his choice were ju&s;t,</L>
<L>Who&s;e equall ea&s;e accepts and forfeits tru&s;t.</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'le tell him too 'tis ba&s;e, how fain would Love</L>
<L>Tell his own &s;tory, through a nobler cau&s;e,</L>
<L>And blu&s;hes &s;ure as well as I.</L>
<L>&mdash;It &s;hould be for <HI>Phylanter&mdash;</HI></L>
<L>Ha! Deceive me not fond eyes, it can|not be</L>
<STAGE>&s;he turns and &s;ees him.</STAGE>
<L>I owe amazement now &s;o much&mdash;</L>
<L>&mdash;It mu&s;t arre&s;t me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wonder not, fair <HI>Amione,</HI> nor fear</L>
<L>I'le beg your pitty, that contemn my own,</L>
<L>And yet for many rea&s;ons think I love you;</L>
<L>Though I believe my time will hardly give</L>
<L>Me leave to reckon them&mdash;Onely con&s;ider,</L>
<L>That I dur&s;t here avow it, I could have faln,</L>
<L>Its true, as nobly with my fellows,</L>
<L>But much more happier here; I would have weigh'd it too</L>
<L>More lei&s;urely in rea&s;on's &s;cales, till a thought</L>
<L>Of you broke in, and ended the di&s;pute.</L>
<L>I have at my own rate procured my happine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Nor have I done le&s;&s;e &s;ure for you; 'tis the fir&s;t &s;ervice,</L>
<L>And likely too to be the la&s;t I e're &s;hall do you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylanter,</HI> you &s;hould not tru&s;t</L>
<L><PB N="131" REF="75">
Revenge, and all your crimes at once</L>
<L>In any power, though I perhaps</L>
<L>Shall fear to be a murtherer, &s;o to make</L>
<L>My &s;elf as bad as you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why I confe&s;&s;e, I willingly</L>
<L>Would be as good as you, but that's a le&s;&s;on</L>
<L>Hardly to be learn'd, and yet it looks</L>
<L>Much like the way to read it often;</L>
<L>As I have done your vertues.</L>
<L>I &s;ay not this to tempt a mercy,</L>
<L>I have de&s;erved a great deal of unkindne&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>But not &s;o much as now to fall</L>
<L>A &s;acrifice to any but your wrongs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not what to &s;ay&mdash;</L>
<L>You may repent, perhaps grow good;</L>
<L>Pray try.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis true, I think I might;</L>
<L>But 'tis a que&s;tion &s;till, whe're you'd grow kind.</L>
<L>And indeed, the fear of that great danger</L>
<L>Made me contemn the re&s;t. But I trifle time,</L>
<L>By all that's charitable, let me not fall</L>
<L>By meaner hands. Hark, &s;ome Souldiers.</L>
<STAGE>[a noi&s;e.</STAGE>
<L>U&s;e this for pitty's &s;ake.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Souldiers.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas! ah me!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>How now? who have we hear, <HI>Philanter?</HI></L>
<L>Trea&s;on!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<L>Trea&s;on, trea&s;on!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, then I mu&s;t u&s;e it.</L>
<STAGE>[fight.</STAGE>
<L>Villains, I have a little bu&s;ine&s;&s;e here,</L>
<STAGE>one falls, t'other flyes.</STAGE>
<L>I might have &s;pared the rea&s;on though to you</L>
<L><PB N="132" REF="76">
They have rai&s;ed the alarm; yet, <HI>Amione,</HI></L>
<L>Free me from this mean ruine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray put on your di&s;gui&s;e again,</L>
<L>You may yet &s;cape.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'me glad it is impo&s;&s;ible, you &s;ee it is,</L>
<L>O <HI>Amione;</HI> had I but loved you at a le&s;&s;er rate,</L>
<L>I might have found a &s;oberer expre&s;&s;ion.</L>
<L>But yet remember, a mad-man &s;eldom lo&s;es</L>
<L>His kindne&s;&s;e with his judgment.</L>
<L>A noi&s;e again! hell on their yellings!</L>
<STAGE>[alarm.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>By that love you bear me,</L>
<L>Put on your di&s;gui&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Never, till my &s;afety be worth your care.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylanter,</HI> though your condition needs it,</L>
<L>'Tis too &s;oon for me to &s;ay it, yet I will tempt my</L>
<L>To tell you, I would have you &s;afe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>That now my fate is unavoidable, the gods blu&s;hes</L>
<L>Perhaps provided, le&s;t I &s;hould &s;urfeit</L>
<L>Of joys in this world; yet I &s;hall have</L>
<L>Enough, if you believe, no dying mind</L>
<L>Can have more joy, or living love.</L>
<L>'Twas my grief at fir&s;t to love you, and now</L>
<L>My fear at la&s;t you &s;hould not know it.</L>
<L>'Twas all my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e too before my end.</L>
<L>I could wi&s;h one thing more, to be re&s;olved,</L>
<L>Whether in t'other world (where wi&s;e-men tell us,</L>
<L>There is &s;uch &s;tore of love) our joy &s;hall be</L>
<L>Greate&s;t, to meet tho&s;e friends we lov'd be&s;t here.</L>
<L>&mdash;but I &s;hall be re&s;olved. In the mean time,</L>
<L>What e're becomes of me,</L>
<L><PB N="133" REF="76">
Let your kind thoughts</L>
<L>&mdash;admit &s;ometimes this minute's memory.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas, think of your &s;afety; Hark! they come! yet</L>
<STAGE>[noi&s;e.</STAGE>
<L>Let your di&s;gui&s;e and me protect you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>When I have your protection&mdash;I need need not this di&s;gui&s;e,</L>
<L>Nor will I wear it. They come.</L>
<L>My dear <HI>Amione,</HI></L>
<STAGE>Enter Souldiers.</STAGE>
<L>For ever live as happy as I die.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. 2.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here! here! on! on! on!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Villains, you &s;hall buy me bravely.</L>
<STAGE>[fight.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hold, on your lives; how, <HI>Phy|lanter?</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Sy|mathocles.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;ame, you need not bid me welcome,</L>
<L>Nor tempt me much, <HI>Symathocles.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Phylanter,</HI> be yet more temperate;</L>
<L>Pray, Sir, let me obtain a little hearing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sym.</SPEAKER>
<L>You may command it. The Prince&s;s!</L>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Enter Prince&s;&s;e,</HI> Phylena, <HI>Fol|lowers.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Madam, let me beg</L>
<L>That no amazement dwell upon your eyes,</L>
<L>Nor any thing but mercy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have both ready for thy &s;ake&mdash;How&mdash;</L>
<L><HI>&mdash;Phylanter&mdash;</HI>VVhat Riddle's this&mdash;?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I owe that name indeed, but with le&s;s blu&s;hes</L>
<L>Than I did once.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I promi&s;ed not to wonder, my <HI>Amione;</HI></L>
<L>But this is &s;trange.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="134" REF="77">
<SPEAKER>Amio.</SPEAKER>
<L>You promi&s;ed mercy too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Have you an intere&s;t in his pardon then?</L>
<L>Blu&s;h not,</L>
<L>I'le ask no more<HI>&mdash;Phylanter&mdash;</HI></L>
<L>This &s;tory &s;hall be perfect at more lei&s;ure,</L>
<L>And all things el&s;e &s;hall be deferr'd</L>
<L>But my forgivne&s;&s;e. I do believe</L>
<L>(You came to fetch your pardon in &s;o much danger)</L>
<L>You can repent or any thing, but de&s;erve</L>
<L>The happine&s;&s;e preparing for you.</L>
<STAGE>he ki&s;&s;es the Prince&s;s hand.</STAGE>
<L>Come, <HI>Amione,</HI> thou ha&s;t brought back</L>
<L>An unexpected friend. May this &s;ucce&s;&s;e</L>
<L>To every one bring equall happine&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="6" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. 5. SCEN. 6.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Albertus, Lyce&s;pes.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>HAs no one yet brought any news?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lyc.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not any, Sir, O mi&s;ery!</L>
<L>Betraid by &s;ome &s;leight. How now?</L>
<STAGE>Enter a Me&s;|&s;enger.</STAGE>
<L>From whence com'&s;t thou?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord, your &s;on de&s;ires to meet you;</L>
<L>And withall you would not wonder,</L>
<L>That with the Prince&s;&s;e he waits your comming.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stranger yet! &s;ome farther mi&s;chiefe &s;ure!</L>
<L><HI>Lyce&s;pes</HI> Draw up the Army in&s;tantly.</L>
<STAGE><HI>[Exit</HI> Lyce&s;.</STAGE>
<L>We mu&s;t not be thus cou&s;ened.</L>
<L><PB N="135" REF="77">
Came you from my &s;on?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>But now, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>And is he with the Prince&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now comming to the Hou&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>With all her Army?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Me&s;&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Onely with a &s;mall Guard.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>There may be &s;omething then.</L>
<L>Fortune I'le think if now thou &s;hew'&s;t thy care,</L>
<L>Thou can&s;t redeem as wel as bring de&s;pair.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="7" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT 5. SCEN. 7.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Prince&s;s, Phylanter, Amione, Phylena,</HI> and Others.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>IS this the hou&s;e, <HI>Phylanter?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;ummon it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twill now be yielded, Madam,</L>
<L>Far ea&s;ier than 'twould once. Within there, ho!</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Py&s;ander <HI>ap|pears above.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>How now, what news, O <HI>Phylanter?</HI></L>
<L>Is your trouble&s;ome Wor&s;hip there again?</L>
<L>&mdash;how now, the Prince&s;&s;e too?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;ame, <HI>Py&s;ander.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB N="136" REF="78">
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now truly Madam, do I think</L>
<L>I had be&s;t call <HI>Mironault</HI> to unriddle this.</L>
<L>&mdash;The labour's &s;av'd.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mironault appears above too.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Mironault.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you not know me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, and others too there.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is inju&s;tice <HI>Mironault,</HI></L>
<L>Can you let wonder keep you thus from me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>I had forgot, it's true, 'tis <HI>Mirramente,</HI></L>
<L>And &s;erupulous thoughts were &s;ins unpardonable,</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>He de|&s;cends.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I &s;hould &s;tay to con&s;ider what this means,</L>
<L>I &s;hould be the la&s;t &s;hould know it;</L>
<STAGE>He comes down.</STAGE>
<L>I'le e'ne de&s;cend too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Mironault,</HI></L>
<L>&mdash;Though the&s;e &s;trange objects might de&s;erve a &s;torie,</L>
<STAGE>Enter Mi|ronault.</STAGE>
<L>'T would take up time, and I &s;hall think it crueltie</L>
<L>To rob thee of one minute's joy, if I can give it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you can give it? have I thus long</L>
<L>Lov'd you, and lov'd you religiou&s;ly, now to have</L>
<L>All my devotion que&s;tion'd?</L>
<L>Can &s;ick men joy in health? or liberty</L>
<L>Be plea&s;ing unto captives? In your kindne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Lies all my health and liberty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor will I fear to avow it, deare&s;t <HI>Mironault,</HI></L>
<L>No thoughts of cro&s;&s;ing danger e're &s;hall fright</L>
<L>My Love or me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>It's true, I am unworthy of you; but &s;o are all,</L>
<L><PB N="137" REF="78">
And he that parts me from you,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t joyn me to a colder Bride.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>And more than you, gallant <HI>Mironault,</HI></L>
<L>Wonder no more, nor think on &s;tories pa&s;t,</L>
<L>But that to come, <HI>Phylanter</HI> will appear</L>
<L>As worthy of your friend&s;hip,</L>
<L>&mdash;As he was once of hate&mdash;but &s;tay</L>
<L>I had forgot to ask your pardon. Indeed</L>
<STAGE>He takes Amione by the hand.</STAGE>
<L>Heer's one may better do it, who&s;e fair opinion</L>
<L>&mdash;Will promi&s;e for me.&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Miro.</SPEAKER>
<L>Brave Sir, I hated &s;till your crimes not you, &s;o did &s;he,</L>
<L>And if &s;he love your Virtues, pray believe</L>
<L>I am her brother too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, I &s;ee</L>
<STAGE>Enter Al|bertus.</STAGE>
<L>A little hone&s;ty will make one impudent</L>
<L>That I mu&s;t now beg pardon for others,</L>
<L>That &s;car&s;ly &s;hould have hop't if for my &s;elf.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ri&s;e my Lord, you need not now</L>
<L>Of any doubt your pardon.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent Prince&s;&s;e, I &s;hall de&s;erve hereafter</L>
<L>What an unju&s;t nece&s;&s;ity made me &s;hun to te&s;tifie.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;eth her hand.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Hyppa&s;us</HI> and <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI> I mu&s;t not now</L>
<L>Forget your &s;hare in thanks,</L>
<L>That did receive your part in danger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay your Highne&s;&s;e cannot be better plea&s;ed than we</L>
<L>That all the danger's pa&s;t, to &s;ay truth,</L>
<L><PB N="138" REF="79">
<HI>Hypa&s;us</HI> and I were clearly your Platonicks,</L>
<L>And made up the Romance.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>The blind La|dy hearing his voice, calls from under the vault where he put her.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Captain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>How now, what's that?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why nothing Madam,</L>
<L>Onely an hone&s;t fellow kill'd in the &s;torm,</L>
<L>And now his gho&s;t walks; in his life time</L>
<L>He was a talking fellow, <HI>Hyppa&s;us</HI> you know it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hang you, what do I know?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, Captain, Captain?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Plague on you, would you were gagg'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is &s;trange!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay your Highne&s;&s;e need not be troubled,</L>
<L>I'le have a Schollar &s;hall lay it at my own charge.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well Sir, if you'le be at that co&s;t, I'le be the Scholar,</L>
<L>To rai&s;e it at my own.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pox on your conjuring fools-head,</L>
<STAGE>Hyppa&s;us takes her out of the vau't with corn upon her far|thingale, Peter following.</STAGE>
<L>By this light &s;he ri&s;es&mdash;</L>
<L>Like <HI>Ceres</HI> with Plenty about her,</L>
<L>Lord, how <HI>Peter</HI> &s;tares!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Captain, Pray, your hand</L>
<STAGE>[She goes on.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Here for&s;ooth.</L>
<STAGE>He goes behind the Prince&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<L>Now have at the Prince&s;s, la, ra, ra, ra</L>
<L>Your Highne&s;&s;e may be pleas'd,</L>
<STAGE>She runs again&s;t the Prince&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<L>To pardon her u&s;uall exerci&s;e,</L>
<L>She was the be&s;t tilter in her time</L>
<L><PB N="139" REF="79">
That ever ran.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mironault whi&s;pers to the Prince&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Captain, pray your hand,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now have I ague: what tends</L>
<L>This whi&s;perig to?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come <HI>Py&s;ander,</HI></L>
<L>The god of Love him&s;elf is blind,</L>
<L>She, or her e&s;tate (I hear) is very fair.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, is your Highne&s;&s;e in earne&s;t?</L>
<L>And plea&s;e you &s;hee's &s;ome &s;our&s;core,</L>
<L>A dog were as good a husband for her</L>
<L>To lead her up and down.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, Will you con&s;ent to have this Gentleman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Caec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have already yielded.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>And be hang'd 'twas before you were &s;torm'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Prin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come it &s;hall be a match, &s;hee'l make you her Executor.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, wee'l all be marri'd then. <HI>Hypa&s;&s;us</HI></L>
<L>If you plea&s;e, you &s;hall have <HI>Quinever.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pin.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are all happy then; we need not fear,</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e my Father frown.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>We &s;hall unwillingly throw off again</L>
<L>Our Loyalty to him, and yet we &s;hall</L>
<L>Be very ready to embrace a witne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>That we dare dye for <HI>Mironault.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mir.</SPEAKER>
<L>You nobly all oblige me, and I mu&s;t tell you</L>
<L>My deare&s;t Prince&s;&s;e that I cannot fear,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t I enjoy your Love, for that has rais'd me</L>
<L>Above the power of Fate or danger,</L>
<L>Nor have I lei&s;ure to think on any thing,</L>
<L>But of tho&s;e joys are falling now upon me,</L>
<L><PB N="140" REF="80">
Which neither time or age can ever le&s;&s;en;</L>
<L>For &s;till your Virtues like <HI>Medea</HI>'s charms</L>
<L>Shall bring fre&s;h beauties to my happy arms.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>We Bridegrooms di&s;agree, for every day</L>
<L>Will oblige mo&s;t that adds to your decay.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>[Exit with the Blind Lady.</STAGE>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT>
<TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="part">
<PB N="141" REF="80">
<HEAD><HI>The Fourth Book of</HI> VIRGILL. Of the Loves of <HI>DIDO</HI> and <HI>AENEAS.</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L>In Love's ungentle Flames <NOTE N="a" PLACE="marg">Dido</NOTE> <HI>Eliza</HI> fries,</L>
<L>With her Re&s;olves a guilty Storm complies.</L>
<L><HI>Aeneas,</HI> warn'd by <HI>Joves</HI> <NOTE N="b" PLACE="marg">Mercurie</NOTE> Cyllenian Mate,</L>
<L>Prepares for flight, and <HI>Dido</HI> for her fate.</L>
<L>A Funerall Pile &s;he rai&s;es, and be&s;tows</L>
<L>At once a Fate upon her &s;elf and woes.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>_BUT, long before, the Queen had in her veins</L>
<L>Nouri&s;h'd Love's wounds, and fed con|cealed flames.</L>
<L>Much on his per&s;on, and his generous kind</L>
<L>She thought, much on the vertues of his mind.</L>
<L><PB N="142" REF="81">
His charming Image fixes in her brea&s;t,</L>
<L>And cares now bani&s;h once-enjoyed re&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Th'en&s;uing day, when <HI>Phoebus</HI> newly &s;pread</L>
<L>His beams, and moi&s;t &s;hades from <HI>Aurora</HI> fled;</L>
<L>The Love-&s;ick Queen thus to her Si&s;ter &s;aid:</L>
<L>My <HI>Anna,</HI> of what dreams am I afraid?</L>
<L>What gue&s;t is this with unaccu&s;tom'd charms?</L>
<L>How noble in his Soul? how brave in Arms?</L>
<L>I'think (nor vainly) he's of heavenly kind;</L>
<L>'Tis fear that argues a degenerate mind.</L>
<L>What various fates he told, with Battles mixt!</L>
<L>VVere it not in my brea&s;t for ever fix'd,</L>
<L>Never the Marriage Fetters more to prove,</L>
<L>Since &s;o deceiv'd by fate of my fir&s;t Love;</L>
<L>Did I not loath tho&s;e Rites a &s;econd time,</L>
<L>I might perhaps yield to this tempting crime.</L>
<L>For I confe&s;s, &s;ince (&s;lain by fratricide)</L>
<L><HI>Sichaeus</HI> fell, who&s;e blood the Altars di'd, <NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>Her husband &s;lain by her own brother</HI> Pig|malion.</NOTE></L>
<L>This onely has enclin'd my thoughts; again</L>
<L>I feel impre&s;&s;ions of an antient flame.</L>
<L>But may the earth fir&s;t &s;natch me to her womb,</L>
<L>And to the &s;hades <HI>Jove</HI>'s Thunder whirle me down;</L>
<L>To Hell's dark &s;hades who&s;e night admits no fate,</L>
<L>E're &s;hame and vertues rites I violate.</L>
<L>He who fir&s;t made my heart Love's &s;acrifice,</L>
<L>Still has it, in his grave it buried lies.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, a &s;hower of falling tears appear.</L>
<L><HI>Anna</HI> replies, Dear &s;i&s;ter, and more dear</L>
<L><PB N="143" REF="81">
Then Light it &s;elf, &s;hall grief thy youth de&s;troy,</L>
<L>VVithout the Crown of children, or the joy</L>
<L>VVhich <HI>Venus</HI> for her Votaries prepares?</L>
<L>Can du&s;t &s;hut up in graves, or Gho&s;ts have cares?</L>
<L>Grant you were &s;he, who&s;e cold brea&s;t did di&s;dain,</L>
<L>The <HI>Lybians</HI> and the great <NOTE N="a" PLACE="marg"><HI>King of the</HI> Numidians.</NOTE> <HI>Hiarba</HI>'s flame,</L>
<L>And <HI>Africans</HI> made rich by vanqui&s;h'd foes;</L>
<L>VVill you as well, all Love's &s;oft charms oppo&s;e?</L>
<L>Think where we now inhabit, who dwells round;</L>
<L><HI>Getulians</HI> here with conque&s;t alwaies crown'd,</L>
<L>Here &s;avage de&s;arts your Dominions bound,</L>
<L>There the wild <HI>Barceans;</HI> what need I relate</L>
<L>The VVars, that on thy Brother's furie wait?</L>
<L>Sure the kind gods upon our &s;hores at la&s;t,</L>
<L>By an obliging &s;torm the&s;e <HI>Trojans</HI> ca&s;t.</L>
<L>VVhat Citie &s;halt thou&s;ee? thy Kingdom too</L>
<L>Shall to this match enlarged fortune owe,</L>
<L>VVhen <HI>Trojans</HI> with our Arms their Swords &s;hall joyn,</L>
<L>In what rich glories &s;hall the Punicks shine!</L>
<L>Go, and oblige the gods by &s;acrifice,</L>
<L>Thy gue&s;t by kindne&s;&s;e; all delays devi&s;e,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t Winter rages, and the &s;tormy Star</L>
<L>Their Navy &s;hakes, the sky di&s;pos'd to war.</L>
<L>"The&s;e words the &s;parks of love now kindled more,</L>
<L>"And enthron'd hope where blu&s;hes dwelt before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t, at the Altars heaven's peace they &s;ought,</L>
<L>With Sheep &s;elected, &s;lain as cu&s;tom taught,</L>
<L>To <HI>Ceres, Phoebus, Bacchus,</HI> above all,</L>
<L>To <HI>Juno,</HI> carefull of the Marriage thrall.</L>
<L><PB N="144" REF="82">
The fair Queen's hand a full-crown'd Bowl adorns,</L>
<L>Who pours the Wine 'twixt a white Heifer's horns.</L>
<L>Still on the fatted Shrine an Offering lies,</L>
<L>And day &s;eems young renew'd with Sacrifice;</L>
<L>Con&s;ulting &s;carce the life-for&s;aken brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Which panting entralls faintly yet expre&s;t.</L>
<L>"Unknowing minds of Prie&s;ts! alas, what ea&s;e</L>
<L>"Can Temples bring? Can frantick Vows appea&s;e</L>
<L>"A flame, which life and blood &s;till fuell gives,</L>
<L>"And in who&s;e brea&s;t the wound in &s;ilence lives?</L>
<L>Unhappy <HI>Dido</HI> burns, and wanders round</L>
<L>The City, frantick, as a Hind, who&s;e wound</L>
<L>From a far off the un&s;u&s;pected Swain</L>
<L>Gives ignorantly, who &s;trives to flie her pain,</L>
<L>Through the <HI>Dictaean</HI> Forre&s;ts, wing'd with fears,</L>
<L>Yet &s;till her &s;ide the fatall Arrow bears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now with <HI>Aeneas</HI> round the walls &s;he goes,</L>
<L>Her City and Sidonian-trea&s;ure &s;hows.</L>
<L>About to &s;peak, her words &s;tick in the way;</L>
<L>Now Fea&s;ts prepares to end the wa&s;ting day.</L>
<L>Again (di&s;tracted) asks to hears <HI>Troy</HI>'s fate,</L>
<L>And on his moving lips her eyes &s;till wait.</L>
<L>All now take leave, and the Moon's paler light</L>
<L>Shines out, declining Stars &s;oft &s;leeps invite;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;he alone her &s;orrows entertains,</L>
<L>And flung, on his for&s;aken bed remains;</L>
<L>Thinks &s;till &s;he hears him &s;peak, and in de&s;pight</L>
<L>Of ab&s;ence, alwaies fancies him in &s;ight;</L>
<L>Or in her arms his &s;on and likene&s;&s;e takes,</L>
<L>To try if Love could le&s;&s;en by mi&s;takes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="145" REF="82">
<L>Now the late-ri&s;ing Towers neglected &s;tand,</L>
<L>The youth and fortre&s;&s;es alike unman'd.</L>
<L>All great beginnings interrupted lye,</L>
<L>And walls before which promis'd to be high.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When <HI>Juno</HI> &s;aw her langui&s;h in a flame,</L>
<L>Who&s;e fury &s;hrunk not at oppo&s;ing fame,</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> with ha&s;te &s;he finds; and thus then &s;aies,</L>
<L>You, and your Boy, will purcha&s;e glorious prai&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;poils as ample as your powers, when fame</L>
<L>Shall tell; Two gods one woman overcame.</L>
<L>Nor am I blinded &s;o, but it appears,</L>
<L>The walls of ri&s;ing Carthage cau&s;e your fears.</L>
<L>But why the&s;e quarrells? rather let them cea&s;e</L>
<L>In <HI>Hymen</HI>'s bonds, wrapt in eternal peace.</L>
<L>Your wi&s;hes all are crown'd in <HI>Dido</HI>'s flames,</L>
<L>Which fill, in&s;tead of bloud, her burning veins;</L>
<L>With equall power and kindne&s;&s;e let us &s;way,</L>
<L>The&s;e &s;everall Nations, let her too obey</L>
<L>A Phrygian Lord, and unto thy de&s;ire,</L>
<L>Submit the Tyrians, and the wealth of Tyre;</L>
<L>To her, (for &s;he perceiv'd a crafty mind</L>
<L>Sent all the&s;e words, by which &s;he had de&s;ign'd</L>
<L>To <HI>Lybian</HI> &s;hores th' Italian crown to joyne)</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> replies, Who is it will decline</L>
<L>What you propo&s;e? or is &s;o void of &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>To chu&s;e to have with you a difference?</L>
<L>If the fates yield to your propos'd intents,</L>
<L>(But varying fates I fear) if <HI>Jove</HI> con&s;ents;</L>
<L>That Troy and Carthage &s;hould as one be joyn'd,</L>
<L>The mingled Nations too by leagues combind;</L>
<L><PB N="146" REF="83">
You that enjoy his brea&s;t, 'tis ju&s;t that you</L>
<L>Attempt his mind, I'le &s;econd what you do.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Queen of Heaven then replies, That toil</L>
<L>And labour &s;hall be mine; A little while,</L>
<L>I aske you now to hear, whil&s;t I lay down</L>
<L>The means; which our de&s;ignes at la&s;t may crown.</L>
<L><HI>Aeneas,</HI> with the wretched Queen prepares,</L>
<L>In woods and hunting to divert their cares;</L>
<L>When the next ri&s;ing Sun gives day a birth,</L>
<L>And with his raies &s;hews the unvailed earth;</L>
<L>Upon the Hunters, whil&s;t the game's pur&s;u'd,</L>
<L>A &s;torm, &s;weld big with hail, in blackne&s;&s;e brew'd,</L>
<L>Its fury &s;hall di&s;charge; at the &s;ame time,</L>
<L>The Heavens to the &s;torm &s;hall Thunder joyn.</L>
<L>Th' affrighted Hunters all &s;hall take their flight,</L>
<L>Confus'd in darkne&s;&s;e, as if lo&s;t in night.</L>
<L>The Prince and Queen &s;hall flye for &s;helter too</L>
<L>Into one Cave, if we receive from you</L>
<L>Your promis'd aid, there <HI>Hymen</HI> being by,</L>
<L>Wee'l make her thy perpetuall Votary.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Fair <HI>Cytherea,</HI> finding her de&s;ignes,</L>
<L>Smiles, and, in &s;hew, to what &s;he ask't inclines.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In the mean time, the Sun the briny &s;treams</L>
<L>Of <HI>Neptune</HI> leav's, the youth ri&s;e with his beams.</L>
<L>And forth the toyl's, and well-nos'd hounds are brought,</L>
<L>With &s;pears, who&s;e tops were round with Iron wrought.</L>
<L>Next marching forth, <HI>Ma&s;&s;ylian</HI> troops are &s;een,</L>
<L>The <HI>Punick</HI> Princes all expect their Queen.</L>
<L><PB N="147" REF="83">
Who, &s;lower than the re&s;t, for&s;akes her bed,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t her proud hor&s;e &s;tands r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">chly furni&s;hed</L>
<L>In purple; on which Gold in windings flow's,</L>
<L>Champing his bitt, in foam his mettall &s;how's.</L>
<L>At length, attended by a noble train,</L>
<L>Clad in a rich Sydonian robe &s;he came.</L>
<L>Her quiver gold, her hair too weaved lies</L>
<L>In gold, and gold her purple garments ties.</L>
<L>The Phrygians next advance, and before the&s;e</L>
<L><HI>A&s;canius</HI> came, whom youthfull hopes did plea&s;e</L>
<L>Of promis'd &s;port; with the&s;e <HI>Aeneas</HI> joyns,</L>
<L>And all the troop in charming looks out-&s;hines.</L>
<L>As when cold <HI>Lycia,</HI> and where <HI>Xanthus</HI> flowes,</L>
<L><HI>Apollo</HI> leav's, his vi&s;its now be&s;towes</L>
<L>Upon his native <HI>Delos,</HI> where again,</L>
<L>The Driopes and Cretans fill his train.</L>
<L>With <HI>Agathyr&s;ians,</HI> whom &s;trange colours dye,</L>
<L>And in wild motions round the Altars flye,</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t he upon the top of <HI>Cynthus</HI> goes,</L>
<L>His flowing hair, &s;oft laurell-wreaths inclo&s;e;</L>
<L>Through which the weaved gold its lu&s;tre flung,</L>
<L>And at his back, his ratling Quiver hung.</L>
<L>"Nor did <HI>Aeneas</HI> looks admit an odds,</L>
<L>"But with his lu&s;tre equalled the gods?</L>
<L>VVhen new the&s;e troops unto the hills arrive,</L>
<L>And beat the unfrequented &s;hades, they drive</L>
<L>VVild goats from their high holds, and wing'd with fear,</L>
<L>On t'other &s;ide ru&s;h down va&s;t heards of Deer.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But young <HI>A&s;canius</HI> in the vales employes</L>
<L>Him&s;elfe, and in his hor&s;e's fiercene&s;&s;e joyes.</L>
<L><PB N="148" REF="84">
Now vi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s with the&s;e, now others leaves behind,</L>
<L>And wanting bea&s;ts to cha&s;e, wi&s;hes to find</L>
<L>A cha&s;ing Boar o're-&s;pread with rage and foam,</L>
<L>Or from the hills to &s;ee a Lion come.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t thus he wi&s;h't, lowd murmurs fill the skie,</L>
<L>Follow'd by &s;torms of hail, the hunters flie</L>
<L>For &s;everall &s;helters, whil&s;t amazed &s;ight</L>
<L>From mountains tops &s;ees Rivers take their flight.</L>
<L>The Queen and Trojan Prince, &s;eeking to &s;ave</L>
<L>Them&s;elves from &s;torms, meet in one fatall cave,</L>
<L>The earth fir&s;t &s;hook, and <HI>Juno</HI> gave the &s;igne,</L>
<L>And at &s;uch rites ungentle fla&s;hes &s;hine.</L>
<L>While, through the con&s;cious aire, the Marriage|&s;ong,</L>
<L>VVas howls of Nymphs, which from the mountains rung.</L>
<L>This day fir&s;t u&s;her'd death, and from this day,</L>
<L>Misfortunes took their birth, nor did &s;he weigh</L>
<L>Her pre&s;ent act, or think of future fame,</L>
<L>Nor could this amorous theft beget a &s;hame;</L>
<L>She cal'd it marriage, with a fond de&s;igne,</L>
<L>Believing in the name to hide the crime.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But quickly now that &s;lighted fame took wings,</L>
<L>And all the newes through <HI>Lybian</HI> Cities flings.</L>
<L>Unto ill fame compar'd, &s;wift things are &s;loath,</L>
<L>For as it flies, it gathers &s;trength and growth;</L>
<L>Fear keeps it low at fir&s;t, but free from dread,</L>
<L>Quickly in clouds, hides its a&s;piring head.</L>
<L>To <HI>Caeus,</HI> and <HI>Enceladus,</HI> the earth</L>
<L>Brooded on by the rage of gods gave birth</L>
<L><PB N="149" REF="84">
Unto this &s;i&s;ter la&s;t, than winds more fleet;</L>
<L>Swift in her wings, and not le&s;&s;e &s;wift in feet.</L>
<L>A horrid and &s;trange mon&s;ter as &s;he flyes,</L>
<L>Under her feathers hides an hundred eyes,</L>
<L>As many mouths, nor furni&s;ht le&s;&s;e with ears,</L>
<L>As many tongues to tell the tales &s;he hears.</L>
<L>When night has &s;pread her &s;hades through heaven &s;he flies,</L>
<L>Nor has &s;oft &s;leep the power to clo&s;e her eyes,</L>
<L>By day; where poor and great men live &s;he &s;its,</L>
<L>And with her tales gives Citties &s;haking fits:</L>
<L>The fal&s;e and true alike to people brings,</L>
<L>With equall joy things done and undone &s;ings.</L>
<L>Of <HI>Troy</HI>'s great Prince &s;he quickly did report,</L>
<L>How entertaind in <HI>Dido</HI>'s brea&s;t and court,</L>
<L>Unmindfull of their Crowns, ruld now by lu&s;t,</L>
<L>The winter &s;pent in pa&s;&s;ions too unju&s;t.</L>
<L>Among the re&s;t to whom &s;he &s;pread this Fame,</L>
<L>It quickly unto King <HI>Hiarbas</HI> came.</L>
<L>The &s;torie rais'd his furie, who was &s;on</L>
<L>To <HI>Jove,</HI> from ravi&s;ht <HI>Garamantis</HI> &s;prung.</L>
<L>An hundred Temples he to <HI>Jove</HI> had rais'd,</L>
<L>As many &s;hrines where con&s;tant fires &s;till blaz'd.</L>
<L>The Gods perpetuall watch, th'enriched ground,</L>
<L>With blood, th'entrances with garlands crown'd,</L>
<L>The bitter news rage and di&s;traction brings;</L>
<L>To fill his brea&s;t, who in his fur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e flings</L>
<L>Before the Altars of the gods, and there</L>
<L>With rai&s;ed hands &s;ends this di&s;puting pray'r;</L>
<L><PB N="150" REF="85">
Great <HI>Jove,</HI> to whom, on beds that richly &s;hine,</L>
<L>We Moors indulge our fea&s;ts with &s;parkling wine,</L>
<L>See&s;t thou the&s;e things? or &s;hall we free from fright</L>
<L>See the dark air with &s;udden fla&s;hes bright?</L>
<L>And dreadle&s;&s;e at thy winged lightnings flame</L>
<L>Or &s;lighted Thunders, find our fears were vain?</L>
<L>A wandring woman on our &s;hores that pay'd</L>
<L>For leave and place to live on, and obey'd&punc;</L>
<L>Our laws, dares now de&s;pi&s;e our marriage bed,</L>
<L>For one <HI>Aeneas</HI> to her Kingdom fled.</L>
<L>This <HI>Paris</HI> with his troope that &s;car&s;ly are</L>
<L>Like men, in their &s;oft robes and perfum'd hair,</L>
<L>Enjoys my pa&s;&s;ion's object, whil&s;t we rai&s;e</L>
<L>In vain to thee our offerings and our prai&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Whil&s;t thus expo&s;tulating-pray'rs he fent,</L>
<L>Holding the Altars &s;till, th' Omnipotent</L>
<L>To <HI>Carthage</HI> turns his eyes, where pa&s;&s;ion's flame</L>
<L>Had in the Lovers burnt the thoughts of Fame.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then calling <HI>Mercurie</HI> he thus begins,</L>
<L>Go &s;on, call <HI>Zephyrus</HI> and on thy wings,</L>
<L>Ha&s;te to the Trojan Prince, who idly &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ays</L>
<L>In <HI>Carthage,</HI> and contemns in his delays</L>
<L>Crowns which were promis'd him by Fate and Time,</L>
<L>Swift as a thought bear him the&s;e thoughts of mine.</L>
<L>His beauteous mother never promis'd me</L>
<L>Such things as the&s;e, nor for this cau&s;e was he</L>
<L>Twice from the <HI>Grecians</HI> free'd, but that there may</L>
<L>One &s;pring from <HI>Teucer, Italy</HI> to &s;way</L>
<L>So big with War and Empires; and to give</L>
<L>Laws, under which th'obliged World &s;hould live.</L>
<L><PB N="151" REF="85">
But if &s;uch prai&s;e cannot his mind enflame,</L>
<L>Nor toils be pois'd with weight of endle&s;&s;e Fame,</L>
<L>Why does he hinder from <HI>A&s;canius</HI> brows</L>
<L>The Roman Crown? What is it hope allows,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t thus with foes (delaying) he remains?</L>
<L>Neglects <HI>Au&s;onia,</HI> and <HI>Lavinian</HI> plains?</L>
<L>Bid him to &s;ea, go tell him what I &s;ay.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The ready god prepares &s;treight to obey</L>
<L>His mighty Father's will, and fir&s;t he ties</L>
<L>Wings to his feet; born upon which he flies&punc;</L>
<L>Through air, and o're the earth, and liquid plain,</L>
<L>Swift as the motion of a rapid flame.</L>
<L>Then takes his rod; who&s;e call gho&s;ts from below</L>
<L>Obey, by the &s;ame power others go</L>
<L>Unto tho&s;e di&s;mall &s;hades, &s;leep comes and flies</L>
<L>As he appoints; and clo&s;es dying eyes.</L>
<L>Th'enraged winds &s;well as he dyes along,</L>
<L>And drive the troubled clouds into a throng.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now <HI>Atlas</HI> views, as on his wings he fled,</L>
<L>Approaching heaven with his a&s;piring head,</L>
<L>Batter'd with winds and &s;torms, with tall Pines crown'd,</L>
<L>And &s;till with &s;able clowds envellop'd round:</L>
<L>His &s;houlders pre&s;t with undi&s;&s;olved &s;now,</L>
<L>And from the old man's Chin &s;wift rivers flow</L>
<L>In ru&s;hing cataracts, in frozen ties</L>
<L>His horrid beard bound up &s;everely, lies.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Here fir&s;t with equally unmoving wings</L>
<L><HI>Cyllenius</HI> &s;tays him&s;elf, thence headlong flings.</L>
<L><PB N="152" REF="86">
Along the &s;hores a bird thus &s;wiftly glides</L>
<L>Clo&s;e on the &s;urface of the &s;welling tides;</L>
<L>So from high <HI>Atlas-</HI>top <HI>Cyllenius</HI> flies</L>
<L>'Twixt heaven and earth, where &s;andie <HI>Lybia</HI> lies.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When fir&s;t on <HI>Carthage-</HI>plains his winged feet</L>
<L>Took re&s;t, his eyes as &s;oon <HI>Aeneas</HI> meet</L>
<L>Rai&s;ing new Towers; on his thigh there hung</L>
<L>A &s;hining &s;word, a Tyrian garment flung</L>
<L>Over his &s;houlders, where the gold did wave</L>
<L>In glittering rings, which <HI>Dido</HI> made and gave.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When with the&s;e words the god invades his car,</L>
<L>Do&s;t thou for <HI>Carthage</HI> lay foundations here,</L>
<L>And rai<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e&s;t Cities, now uxorious grown,</L>
<L>Seeking &s;trange Crowns, unmindfull of thine own?</L>
<L>He who o're all th'immortall gods bears &s;way,</L>
<L>And whom the people of the earth obey,</L>
<L>Commanded me to ask, What vain de&s;ign</L>
<L>Stays thee in <HI>Lybia,</HI> idly lo&s;ing time?</L>
<L>If &s;o much glory cann't thy mind inflame,</L>
<L>Nor toils be pois'd with weight of endle&s;s fame;</L>
<L>Let not <HI>A&s;cartus</HI> &s;uffer by thy crime,</L>
<L>To whom the Fates th'I<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">alian Crown de&s;ign.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus having &s;poke <HI>Cyllenius</HI> takes his flight,</L>
<L>And in the air &s;lides from enquiring &s;ight.</L>
<L>Amaz'd <HI>Aeneas</HI> &s;tands, in h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rror ti'd,</L>
<L>VVith &s;tifned hair, his voice and words deni'd,</L>
<L>Now burns to leave the place but lately priz'd,</L>
<L>So by the god commanded and advis'd,</L>
<L>VVhat &s;hould he do? how venture to relate</L>
<L>This change to her that was &s;o pa&s;&s;ionate?</L>
<L><PB N="153" REF="86">
His mind travails through-thoughts as in a trance,</L>
<L>And &s;natch'd with every various circum&s;tance,</L>
<L>Till every thought to this &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion gave.</L>
<L>Then <HI>Mne&s;theus</HI> and <HI>Serge&s;tus,</HI> with the brave</L>
<L><HI>Cloanthus,</HI> he does call; with &s;ilent care</L>
<L>Bids them the Navy and their Arms prepare,</L>
<L>And draw their Forces to the Ocean &s;ide;</L>
<L>But with a feigned cau&s;e the true to hide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In the mean &s;pace (whil&s;t <HI>Dido</HI> little thought</L>
<L>Their loves were to &s;o near a period brought)</L>
<L>He pays his vi&s;its, and neglects no time,</L>
<L>All his addre&s;&s;es fits for his de&s;igne,</L>
<L>VVith all the art of &s;ofte&s;t words, whil&s;t they</L>
<L>VVith gladne&s;&s;e do their Princes will obey.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But the fair Queen (for who can long deceive</L>
<L>A Lover?) quickly did the fraud perceive,</L>
<L>And from the pre&s;ent makes her future ghe&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>VVhat ever &s;eems mo&s;t &s;afe, fears not the le&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>The &s;ame ungentle Fame the news now brings</L>
<L>To &s;ad <HI>Eliza,</HI> who now madly flings</L>
<L>Thorough the City, pa&s;&s;ion &s;o excites</L>
<L>The wretched Queen, like <HI>Thyas</HI> at tho&s;e Rites</L>
<L>VVhen fir&s;t the <HI>Orgyes</HI> &s;tir, and <HI>Bacchus</HI> name</L>
<L><HI>Cythaeron</HI> loudly does in night proclaim.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At length unto <HI>Aeneas</HI> thus &s;he &s;aies,</L>
<L>Ha&s;t thou de&s;ign'd all the&s;e di&s;&s;embling ways?</L>
<L>Could there, fal&s;e man, be &s;o much ill in thee,</L>
<L>In &s;ilence to have fled this place and me?</L>
<L>Cannot my love, that love, which I &s;o late</L>
<L>Plighted to thee, nor my approaching fate,</L>
<L><PB N="154" REF="87">
Oblige thy &s;tay; but among Winter-waves</L>
<L>To thru&s;t thy Navy, whil&s;t the North-wind raves.</L>
<L>What if you never &s;ought an unknown Land,</L>
<L>And antient <HI>Troy</HI> did in its lu&s;tre &s;tand;</L>
<L>Mu&s;t needs that <HI>Troy,</HI> through Billows &s;welling high,</L>
<L>Be &s;ought with Navies? Is't not me you flie?</L>
<L>By thy receiv'd right hand, and by the&s;e tears,</L>
<L>(Now nothing el&s;e at my command appears)</L>
<L>By our young Loves, if ever I was thought</L>
<L>To merit, or to thee a plea&s;ure brought:</L>
<L>Pitty a falling &s;tate, change thy hard mind,</L>
<L>I beg, if prayers yet a place can find.</L>
<L>For thee, the <HI>Lybians,</HI> and <HI>Numidian</HI> King,</L>
<L>With <HI>Tyrians,</HI> will on me their malice fling.</L>
<L>For thee, my early and un&s;potted fame</L>
<L>Is lo&s;t, which once to Heaven bore my name.</L>
<L>To what am I now dying left? Ah gue&s;t,</L>
<L>In that, all <HI>Hymen</HI>'s Titles now mu&s;t re&s;t.</L>
<L>But why do I delay? Is it to &s;ee</L>
<L>My Brother ruine all? or till I be</L>
<L>Led captive by <HI>Hyarbas?</HI> If I might</L>
<L>Have had a young <HI>Aeneas</HI> ere thy flight,</L>
<L>That onely might to me pre&s;ent thy look,</L>
<L>I &s;hould not fancy I were quite forlook.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, forewarn'd by <HI>Jove</HI> within his brea&s;t,</L>
<L>With eyes &s;till fix'd his troubles he &s;uppre&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At length replies, Fair Queen, I cann't deny</L>
<L>Your words or merits, nor &s;hall ever I</L>
<L>Unwillingly admit <HI>Eliza's</HI> name</L>
<L>Unto my thoughts, whil&s;t life in&s;pires this frame.</L>
<L><PB N="155" REF="87">
Thus much I onely &s;ay, I never tri'd,</L>
<L>Or hop'd di&s;&s;emblingly my flight to hide.</L>
<L>Nor did I promi&s;e ever to be thine,</L>
<L>Or hither came with &s;uch a fond de&s;igne.</L>
<L>Would Fate permit, my will should now di&s;po&s;e</L>
<L>My life, and as I pleas'd my cares and woes;</L>
<L><HI>Troy</HI> and its Princely Palaces &s;hould &s;hine,</L>
<L>As once it did, rais'd by this hand of mine.</L>
<L>But <HI>Phoebus</HI> now and <HI>Lycian</HI> Lots decree,</L>
<L>That I &s;hould fix my love on <HI>Italy.</HI></L>
<L>If you, that from <HI>Phoenicia</HI> took your birth,</L>
<L>Affect this <HI>Carthage,</HI> and the <HI>Lybian</HI> earth;</L>
<L>VVhy &s;hould it now appear more &s;trange, that we,</L>
<L>Though <HI>Trojans</HI> born, &s;hould &s;eek for <HI>Italy?</HI></L>
<L>The ju&s;tice is the &s;ame. As often too,</L>
<L>As the dark night its humid shades does throw,</L>
<L>O're the hid world, and Stars begin to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>My Father's Gho&s;t does threaten and advi&s;e.</L>
<L>Unju&s;t to dear <HI>A&s;canius</HI> too I prove,</L>
<L>He wants a Crown, whil&s;t here I idly love.</L>
<L>Now <HI>Mercury</HI> from <HI>Jove</HI> was &s;ent (I &s;wear</L>
<L>By both our heads) who through the yielding air</L>
<L>Brought his commands, apparent light and clear,</L>
<L>Shew'd me the god, and I his voice did hear.</L>
<L>Cea&s;e then to wound with the&s;e complaints of thine,</L>
<L>Since, though I go, 'twas not my own de&s;ign.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, she turn'd her long averted &s;ight,</L>
<L>Fix'd upon him, her eyes then took their flight,</L>
<L>And &s;ilently on every object gaz'd;</L>
<L>At length she &s;poke, to height of pa&s;&s;ion rais'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="156" REF="88">
<L>Per<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">idious man! Nor <HI>Dardan</HI> could begin</L>
<L>Thy race, or could&s;t thou from a godde&s;&s;e &s;pring;</L>
<L>But bred on rocky <HI>Cauca&s;us,</HI> thou fir&s;t</L>
<L>Wa&s;t by <HI>Hir<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">anian</HI> Tygers udders nur&s;t.</L>
<L>For why &s;hould I di&s;&s;emble? &s;hould belief</L>
<L>Betray me to more woe? See if my grief</L>
<L>Has rais'd one &s;igh, or does his eyes encline</L>
<L>To be o're-come in tears to pitty mine.</L>
<L>Where &s;hould I fir&s;t complain? my mi&s;eries,</L>
<L>Nor <HI>Jove</HI> nor <HI>Juno</HI> &s;ees with equall eyes.</L>
<L>Faith is un&s;tedfa&s;t &s;till, fond woman's ha&s;te!</L>
<L>In want I found what I in plenty plac'd.</L>
<L>His Friends and Navy did by me return</L>
<L>From d<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ath to life, Ah in what flames I burn?</L>
<L>Now Lot's, <HI>Apollo</HI> now, now from above</L>
<L><HI>Cyllenius</HI> brings the har&s;h commands of <HI>Jove.</HI></L>
<L>'Tis likely that the gods &s;hould from our cares,</L>
<L>Receive &s;uch trouble, and proportion theirs.</L>
<L>I neither &s;tay you, nor your words deny,</L>
<L>Seek through the waves and wind for <HI>Italy.</HI></L>
<L>I hope (if gods be great as well as good)</L>
<L>That thou &s;halt drink (drown'd in the rocky Flood)</L>
<L>Revenge's draught, and calling &s;till on me,</L>
<L>Though ab&s;ent, yet in flames I'le follow thee.</L>
<L>And when cold death &s;hall cea&s;e this vitall heat,</L>
<L>My gho&s;t unwelcome vi&s;its &s;hall repeat.</L>
<L>And all thy woes obliging Fame &s;hall tell,</L>
<L>To my pleas'd ears when I with &s;hadows dwell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At this abruptly &s;tops her words, and flies,</L>
<L>Sick of the light, and weary of mens eyes,</L>
<L><PB N="157" REF="88">
Leaving him fix'd with fears, and in delay,</L>
<L>Confus'd in all, preparing much to &s;ay.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;he &s;inks to the earth on which &s;he fled,</L>
<L>Carried by &s;ervants to a Marble-bed.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though the ju&s;t Prince enclin'd to give relief,</L>
<L>And to divert with words her powerfull grief,</L>
<L>Shook in his brea&s;t, where &s;ighs and love did meet;</L>
<L>Yet he obeys the gods, and views his Fleet.</L>
<L>The <HI>Trojans</HI> throng, while launch'd from the &s;hore's &s;ide,</L>
<L>The 'nointed Ve&s;&s;ells now on Billows ride;</L>
<L>Carrying their Oars aboard, and Oak not quite</L>
<L>Brought into form, &s;o carefull in their flight.</L>
<L>All from the City throng, as toyling Ants,</L>
<L>Trea&s;ure a Heap, remembring Winter's wants.</L>
<L>The black Troop through the verdant gra&s;&s;e makes way,</L>
<L>And in a narrow road their &s;tores convay;</L>
<L>Some bear the corn, the lazie&s;t of the Swarm</L>
<L>Others excite, and every place grows warm.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>What were thy thoughts now <HI>Dido</HI> at this &s;ight,</L>
<L>And what &s;ad &s;ighs did from thy brea&s;t take flight?</L>
<L>Hearing &s;uch noi&s;e, and &s;eeing from above</L>
<L>The &s;hores grow warm with crowds. (Ungentle Love!)</L>
<L>What is't thou can&s;t not us compell to do?</L>
<L>Again &s;hee's forc'd in tears and prayers to woe.</L>
<L>No thought to Love obedience now deni'd,</L>
<L>Left dying, &s;he had left a way untri'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>See&s;t thou not, Si&s;ter, how they all repair</L>
<L>Down to the &s;hores, and the ungentle air</L>
<L>Seems too to court their &s;ails, the joys re&s;ound</L>
<L>From Sea-men, all their Ve&s;&s;ells ready crown'd.</L>
<L><PB N="158" REF="89">
Had I but thought that &s;uch a woe could be,</L>
<L>I might have born it then; for, wretched me,</L>
<L>This one thing do, (for that fal&s;e man alone</L>
<L>Seem'd kind to thee, to thee his thoughts made known</L>
<L>The time, &amp; how to &s;often words you know,</L>
<L>Go and petition this in&s;ulting foe.</L>
<L>I never &s;wore the <HI>Trojans</HI> to de&s;troy,</L>
<L>Or did a&s;&s;i&s;t, or &s;ent my &s;hips to <HI>Tray;</HI></L>
<L>Or yet di&s;turb'd his Father's du&s;t and gho&s;t,</L>
<L>Why are my words to his clos'dears thus lo&s;t?</L>
<L>Ah! whither does he flie? let his hard brea&s;t</L>
<L>Grant but a wretched Lover's la&s;t reque&s;t.</L>
<L>Let him but &s;tay till he may &s;afely flye,</L>
<L>Till neither winds grow lowd, or waves grow high.</L>
<L>I beg not now again his broken vows,</L>
<L>Or of the <HI>Latium</HI> Crown to rob his Brows:</L>
<L>I beg but time my pa&s;&s;ions to reprieve,</L>
<L>Till my hard fate has taught me how to grieve.</L>
<L>This la&s;t reque&s;t I make, if pitty find</L>
<L>A power in your brea&s;t; my gratefull mind</L>
<L>Shall onely lo&s;e the memory in death.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t tears &s;he &s;pent with this imploring breath,</L>
<L>To him, and back again, the wofull tales</L>
<L>Her Si&s;ter bears, but nothing now prevails;</L>
<L>Soft charming words had lo&s;t their power, oppos'd</L>
<L>By Fate, the god his gentler ears had clos'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>An aged Oak &s;o long had &s;tood the bla&s;t</L>
<L>Of <HI>Alpine Boreas,</HI> now is this way ca&s;t,</L>
<L>Now that, whil&s;t with the clamoring winds he &s;trives,</L>
<L>Which to the earth th'a&s;&s;aulted branches drives;</L>
<L><PB N="159" REF="89">
The root yet fix'd, for what above appears,</L>
<L>So much below the earth's embraces bears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So every way her words the <HI>Hero</HI> pre&s;t,</L>
<L>Shook by her cares within his mighty brea&s;t.</L>
<L>But his firm mind un&s;haken &s;till appears,</L>
<L>And &s;he, in vain, now &s;pends her &s;tock of tears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Th' unhappy Queen, whom all the&s;e fates affright,</L>
<L>Now wi&s;hes death, and hates to &s;ee the light.</L>
<L>That too which added to the&s;e &s;ad de&s;ires,</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t on the Altars in perfumed fires,</L>
<L>She paies her gifts, the &s;acred wine no more,</L>
<L>Retains its looks, but turns black clotted gore.</L>
<L>This horrid change was to no eye reveal'd,</L>
<L>And from the tru&s;ted &s;i&s;ter too conceal'd.</L>
<L>Be&s;ides, there &s;tood a marble Temple, made</L>
<L>To her fir&s;t love, to which &s;he alwayes paid</L>
<L>An honour'd kindne&s;&s;e, alwayes too deck't round</L>
<L>VVith verdant wreaths, and &s;nowie fleeces crown'd;</L>
<L>From whence &s;he thought, &s;he heard <HI>Sichaeus</HI> call.</L>
<L>And when the night had &s;pre'd her vaile o're all,</L>
<L>The fatall Owle that perching place &s;till &s;eeks,</L>
<L>And &s;ends out long and death-pre&s;aging &s;hreeks.</L>
<L>The Prie&s;ts before had threatned &s;ad extreams,</L>
<L>The cruell Prince &s;till vi&s;its her in dreams.</L>
<L>Alwayes &s;he &s;eems alone, and wandring &s;trayes,</L>
<L>Seeking her &s;ubjects in for&s;aken wayes.</L>
<L>So <HI>Pentheus</HI> &s;aw with his di&s;tracted &s;ight,</L>
<L>Furies in troops, at once two Suns gave light.</L>
<L>One Thebes two Cities &s;hew'd, or on the &s;tage,</L>
<L>As wild <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> flyes his mothers rage.</L>
<L><PB N="160" REF="90">
VVith blazing brands, and with black &s;erpents arm'd,</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t in the gate, revenging furies &s;warm'd?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Vanqui&s;h't with grief and pa&s;&s;ion in extreams,</L>
<L>She now re&s;olves to dye, the time and means</L>
<L>Clo&s;ely de&s;ignes, nor could her thoughts appear,</L>
<L>Her looks were all compos'd &s;erene and clear.</L>
<L>To her afflicted Si&s;ter then &s;he goes,</L>
<L>And with the&s;e words, her mind &s;eems to di&s;clo&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Come &s;hare with me the joy of my de&s;igne,</L>
<L>That &s;hall re&s;tore his love or bani&s;h mine.</L>
<L>Neer to the &s;etting Sun and Oceans end,</L>
<L>A part of <HI>Aethiopia</HI> does extend.</L>
<L>VVhere mighty <HI>Atlas</HI> on his &s;houlders bears</L>
<L>The glittering load of all the &s;tarry &s;phears.</L>
<L>Thence, (a Ma&s;&s;ylian born) a Prie&s;te&s;&s;e came,</L>
<L>That kept the Dragon and th'He&s;perian Fane;</L>
<L>Who al&s;o did the &s;acred branches keep,</L>
<L>With hony and with poppy cau&s;ing &s;leep.</L>
<L>She could with charms enthralled minds &s;et free,</L>
<L>And others bind with the &s;ame cruelty.</L>
<L>Stars would retire, &s;wift &s;treams no longer run,</L>
<L>And from the graves, the cal'd up &s;pirits come,</L>
<L>The earth mens frighted ears with howlings fills,</L>
<L>And the tall Oks &s;eem walking from the hills.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>VVitne&s;&s;e you gods, and my dear life, that now</L>
<L>Unwillingly to Magick arts I bow.</L>
<L>Go, in the inner Court erect a pyle,</L>
<L>Bring the man's &s;word, and garments, now his &s;poile.</L>
<L>Lay all the Impious left upon that bed,</L>
<L>VVhere I to ruine was by pa&s;&s;ion led.</L>
<L><PB N="161" REF="90">
For &s;o the Prie&s;te&s;&s;e every thing de&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>Of a fal&s;e man &s;hould di&s;&s;olution find.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, on her &s;till lips a palene&s;&s;e ro&s;e,</L>
<L>And yet her &s;i&s;ter did not then &s;uppo&s;e</L>
<L>Under pretence of charms &s;he meant to find</L>
<L>Her fate, or that &s;uch fury rul'd her mind;</L>
<L>Or fear'd a crueller effect, or cro&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>From any cau&s;e, than from her Husbands lo&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She therefore ha&s;tens to obey; the while,</L>
<L>The Queen within the Court doth rai&s;e a pile</L>
<L>Of pines and cloven Oaks, adorned round</L>
<L>VVith lights; with wreaths and funerall Cypre&s;&s;e crown'd.</L>
<L>And on this pile the fatall bed convaid,</L>
<L>On which his garments and his &s;word &s;he laid.</L>
<L>With the&s;e, plac't his effigies too, Alas,</L>
<L>Too knowing now of what would come to pa&s;&s;e!</L>
<L>All this begirt with Altars, with loo&s;e hair,</L>
<L>The Prie&s;te&s;&s;e &s;ends to many gods her pray'r</L>
<L>To Spirits, and inhabitants below,</L>
<L>To <HI>Cynthia,</HI> and to triple <HI>Hecate</HI> too.</L>
<L>Sprinkling feign'd dew, as from <HI>Avernus</HI> brought,</L>
<L>Herbs cut with brazen Sythes, by Moon-&s;hine &s;ought.</L>
<L>With poy&s;on brew'd, from the Colts brow they tare</L>
<L>The much lov'd bit of the prevented mare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Queen with gifts, hard by the Altar &s;tands,</L>
<L>Her garments loo&s;e, one foot relea&s;t from bands.</L>
<L>And dying now, her la&s;t appeal does &s;end,</L>
<L>To Gods and Planets, con&s;cious of her end.</L>
<L>If any Power mo&s;t with care &s;urvaies</L>
<L>Loves too unequall bonds, to them &s;he prayes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="162" REF="91">
<L>T'was night, and wearied limbs with toils oppre&s;t,</L>
<L>Did in becalming &s;leep's embraces re&s;t.</L>
<L>The winds were hu&s;h't, the waves no longer &s;weld,</L>
<L>And time the equall &s;cales of midnight held.</L>
<L>The earth's and air's inhabitants, in dreams</L>
<L>VVere lock't, and &s;caly troops affecting &s;treams.</L>
<L>All in obliging &s;leep receiv'd their &s;hares,</L>
<L>Their hearts in&s;en&s;ible of toils or cares.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But the unhappy Queen &s;leep's charms denies,</L>
<L>Pa&s;&s;ion po&s;&s;e&s;t her brea&s;t, and tears her eyes.</L>
<L>Her cares increa&s;e, her love to fury grows,</L>
<L>And &s;torms of anger with her pa&s;&s;ion ro&s;e.</L>
<L>Then to her &s;elfe, rai&s;es this &s;ad di&s;cour&s;e;</L>
<L>What &s;hall I do? &s;hall I go &s;eek remor&s;e</L>
<L>Of &s;lighted lovers? or beg to be priz'd,</L>
<L>By that <HI>Hiarbas</HI> whom I once de&s;pis'd?</L>
<L>Or &s;hall I flye after the Trojan &s;ails,</L>
<L>With whom the &s;en&s;e of kindne&s;&s;e &s;o prevails?</L>
<L>Or were I willing, would they give me leave;</L>
<L>Or a &s;corn'd thing in their proud &s;hips receive?</L>
<L>Lo&s;t wretch! &s;ee'&s;t thou not fal&s;ene&s;&s;e fix't upon</L>
<L>The perjur'd race of fal&s;e <HI>Laomedon?</HI></L>
<L>What then, &s;hall I alone the&s;e men pur&s;ue,</L>
<L>Or let the armed Tyrians follow too?</L>
<L>And tho&s;e which hardly once from <HI>Tyrus</HI> came,</L>
<L>Shall I per&s;wade to go to Sea again?</L>
<L>No, no, 'tis only death is fit for thee,</L>
<L>Let his &s;word end thy life and mi&s;ery.</L>
<L>Thou &s;i&s;ter, fir&s;t (yet with my weeping pre&s;t)</L>
<L>Did&s;t help this enemy into my bre&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="163" REF="91">
Why might not we like wild bea&s;ts alwayes live,</L>
<L>And know no cares that love and pa&s;&s;ion give?</L>
<L>Then, not oblig'd, I had not been unju&s;t,</L>
<L>In forgot-kindne&s;&s;e to <HI>Sichaeus</HI> du&s;t.</L>
<L>Such great and &s;ad complaints denied her re&s;t,</L>
<L>In troops a&s;&s;aulting now her broken bre&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sleep then did on the Trojan Prince prevail,</L>
<L>Who in his tall &s;hip lay prepar'd to &s;ail.</L>
<L>To whom, <HI>Jove's</HI> me&s;&s;enger appears once more,</L>
<L>Repeates the warnings that he gave before;</L>
<L>(In voice and every thing like <HI>Hermes</HI> &s;how'd,</L>
<L>His youth the &s;ame, his &s;hining hair &s;o flow'd.)</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou heavenly-born, Can&s;t thou &s;oft &s;leep admit,</L>
<L>Not &s;en&s;ible what dangers threaten yet?</L>
<L>Nor yet di&s;cerne&s;t how the pro&s;perous gales,</L>
<L>With gentle invitations court thy &s;ails?</L>
<L>She now, &s;ince death is her re&s;olv'd de&s;igne,</L>
<L>Guided by rage, &s;tops at no fraud or crime.</L>
<L>Fly whil&s;t thou may'&s;t, left thou &s;ee&s;t ve&s;&s;ells &s;warm,</L>
<L>On troubled waves, and &s;hores with flames grow warm</L>
<L>If by this Land, you wait approaching day,</L>
<L>Then put an end unto this dull delay.</L>
<L>The minds of women never yet were fix't:</L>
<L>This &s;aid, with nights dark &s;hades him&s;elf he mixt.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>No &s;ooner now this mighty Vi&s;ion ends,</L>
<L>But &s;traight <HI>Aeneas,</HI> rows'd him&s;elfe and friends;</L>
<L>Urging them on, to ha&s;ten from tho&s;e &s;hores,</L>
<L>VVith ha&s;te to &s;pread their &s;ails, and ply their Oars.</L>
<L><PB N="164" REF="92">
A God &s;ent from above came to exile,</L>
<L>And with Commands, to ha&s;ten too our flight.</L>
<L>VVhich of the gods &s;o e're thou art, we flye</L>
<L>As thou direct'&s;t, ob<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ying chearfully.</L>
<L>Be thou &s;till pleas'd to guide us and protect,</L>
<L>And every &s;tar propitiou&s;ly direct.</L>
<L>This &s;aid, his &s;hining &s;word draws from his &s;ide,</L>
<L>And cuts the Cable which his ve&s;&s;ell ty'd,</L>
<L>The re&s;t with equall ha&s;te repeat his deed,</L>
<L>And quickly from the &s;hores their ve&s;&s;ells freed.</L>
<L>Much of the Sea with &s;hips was cover'd now,</L>
<L>Forcing white furrows on its blewi&s;h brow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now on the earth, the fir&s;t bright me&s;&s;age fled</L>
<L>Of fair <HI>Aurora's</HI> leaving <HI>Tithon's</HI> bed.</L>
<L>VVhen fir&s;t the Queen &s;aw the approaching light,</L>
<L>VVith it the empty port, the &s;hips in flight:</L>
<L>Her brea&s;t, where yet &s;o many beauties were,</L>
<L>She fills with &s;troaks, and tears her &s;hining hair.</L>
<L>Then cries, O <HI>Jupiter,</HI> &s;hall he thus flye,</L>
<L>And fix on us &s;o great a mockery?</L>
<L>Are none yet arm'd, no Ships yet thru&s;t from &s;hores?</L>
<L>Pur&s;ue with flames, bring &s;ails, employ your Oars;</L>
<L>VVhat do I talk of, or where am I now?</L>
<L>VVhat rage, and impious fancies I allow?</L>
<L>Unhappy Queen, the&s;e thoughts &s;hould have born &s;way,</L>
<L>Before thy Scepter thou had&s;t it flung away.</L>
<L>Behold his faith, who yet they &s;ay before,</L>
<L>His Countries gods through all his travails bore!</L>
<L>VVho on his &s;houlders bore his fathers weight,</L>
<L>Pre&s;t too with age, declining to his fate.</L>
<L><PB N="165" REF="92">
Cannot I throw his &s;catter'd limbs to waves,</L>
<L>And give his friends too &s;uch unpittied graves?</L>
<L>Might not <HI>A&s;canius</HI> peri&s;h by my &s;word,</L>
<L>Then di&s;h the Boy up to his fathers board?</L>
<L>Th' event of War is doubtfull: be it &s;o,</L>
<L>The dying &s;ure never needs fear a foe.</L>
<L>Swift flames among their &s;hips I &s;hould have flung,</L>
<L>In which at once, the father and the &s;on</L>
<L>Should have been lo&s;t, and in the &s;ame de&s;igne,</L>
<L>With their &s;ad fates, I would have mingled mine.</L>
<L>Thou Sun that &s;ee&s;t all things, that mortalls do!</L>
<L>Thou <HI>Juno,</HI> con&s;cious of my pa&s;&s;ions too:</L>
<L>And <HI>Hecate,</HI> who&s;e howls fills night and wayes,</L>
<L>You furies too, hear what <HI>Eliza</HI> pray's</L>
<L>The la&s;t her dying lips ever de&s;ignes!</L>
<L>Let your revenge be great, as are their crimes.</L>
<L>If &s;uch an impious man, mu&s;t &s;afely find</L>
<L>Through &s;eas, places and Lands for him de&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>If this be fates unalterable doom,</L>
<L>Let him among a warlike people come</L>
<L>Vext &s;till with &s;uch, driven from place to place,</L>
<L>And &s;natch't from his <HI>A&s;canius</HI> lov'd embrace.</L>
<L>Still begging aid, let objects for his eyes</L>
<L>Be &s;till his wretched friends &s;ad ob&s;e<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uies.</L>
<L>And when di&s;honour'd peace &s;hall all unite;</L>
<L>Let him enjoy neither his Crown nor Light:</L>
<L>But fall before his day, the &s;and his grave,</L>
<L>The god's the&s;e prayers with my blood &s;hall have.</L>
<L>And you, O Tyrians, in your hate be ju&s;t,</L>
<L>Let that be &s;till a tribute to my du&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="166" REF="93">
Never let Love oblige, nor League make tyes,</L>
<L>And from our loyns may &s;ome revenger ri&s;e,</L>
<L>That on the Dardan race, may pay the&s;e &s;cor's,</L>
<L>With fire &amp; &s;word; may &s;hores contend with &s;hores,</L>
<L>Billow's with waves, and armies again&s;t arms,</L>
<L>And all his race pari&s;h in civill harms.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, her crowdes of thoughts were now at &s;trife,</L>
<L>Which way to rid her &s;elfe of hated life.</L>
<L>Then to <HI>Sichaeus</HI> nur&s;e her &s;elfe addre&s;t,</L>
<L>(Her's in her native grave enjoyed re&s;t)</L>
<L>Thus &s;aid, Dear nur&s;e, my &s;i&s;ter hither bring,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t having hath'd her body in a &s;pring,</L>
<L>And with her bring the Sacrifice de&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>And you your head with &s;acred fillers bind.</L>
<L>For <HI>Pluto's</HI> rites I'le end, with them my woe,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t on the Dardans funerall pile I throw</L>
<L>His Image, to the flames ungentle rage.</L>
<L>This &s;aid, the nur&s;e's gate &s;hew'd ha&s;te and age.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But wing'd with horrid fancies <HI>Dido</HI> flyes.</L>
<L>Unto her fate, rolling her bloody eyes.</L>
<L>In her &s;air cheeks, &s;ad looks po&s;&s;e&s;t the room.</L>
<L>And palene&s;&s;e of that death that was to come.</L>
<L>Thorough the Inner Court her &s;tops &s;he bends,</L>
<L>And furiou&s;ly the funerall Pile a&s;cends.</L>
<L>Then draws the Dardan' &s;word, never de&s;ign'd</L>
<L>For &s;uch a horrid u&s;e; her eyes next find</L>
<L>His bed, which only now his garments bears.</L>
<L>A little while &s;he paus'd, by thoughts and tears</L>
<L>Shar<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rs in time delay'd, her &s;elfe then ca&s;t</L>
<L>Upon the bed, and thus &s;he &s;poke her la&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="167" REF="93">
Dear &s;poils, whil&s;t gods and fate did &s;o agree!</L>
<L>Receive my life, from cares now &s;et me free.</L>
<L>Here I have liv'd the &s;lave of Fortune &s;till,</L>
<L>Now under earth my shade &s;ome place mu&s;t fill.</L>
<L>A City I have built, reveng'd the fate</L>
<L>Of a lo&s;t Husband, and a Brother's hate.</L>
<L>Happy, ah too much happy I had been,</L>
<L>Had never <HI>Trojan-</HI>Sails my <HI>Carthage</HI> &s;een.</L>
<L>This &s;aid, she ki&s;s'd the bed, then cries, Mu&s;t I</L>
<L>Thus poorly fall, and unrevenged die?</L>
<L>But die I mu&s;t, death onely can give ea&s;e,</L>
<L>The thoughts oft'other world alone can plea&s;e.</L>
<L>Let my la&s;t flame blaze in his cruell eyes,</L>
<L>Shook at the Omen, whil&s;t <HI>Eliza</HI> dies.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, &s;he thru&s;t the &s;word into her brea&s;t,</L>
<L>And flowing blood the wretched act expre&s;t.</L>
<L>The lofty Pallace ecehoes now with cries,</L>
<L>And fame through all the shaken City flies:</L>
<L>The roofs re&s;ound with womens houls and moans,</L>
<L>And ecchoing aire affected &s;eems with groans.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So it had been, if to an armed Ho&s;t</L>
<L>The antient <HI>Tyre</HI> or <HI>Carthage</HI> had been lo&s;t.</L>
<L>And the impartiall flames shewing no odds,</L>
<L>On &s;inking dwellings both of men and gods.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Her Si&s;ter hears, who with a &s;haking pace,</L>
<L>Beating her brea&s;t, arrives unto the place;</L>
<L>Thorough encrea&s;ing crowds &s;he ru&s;hing came,</L>
<L>Still calling on her dying Si&s;ter's name.</L>
<L>Was this thy cruell fraud, was I &s;o pre&s;t</L>
<L>For &s;uch a Pile? for this were Altars dre&s;t?</L>
<L><PB N="168" REF="94">
What should a wretch &s;o much for&s;aken do?</L>
<L>Did you &s;corn, Si&s;ter, I should die with you?</L>
<L>Death should have had on both an equall power,</L>
<L>We should have shar'd one grief, one &s;word, one hour.</L>
<L>The&s;e with my hands I rais'd, my prayers fled</L>
<L>To gods, did I compo&s;e thee for the dead</L>
<L>To live behind? Thy fate now ruines all,</L>
<L>Thy Si&s;ter &s;inks, and Kingdom in thy fall.</L>
<L>Some water bring that I may bathe the wound,</L>
<L>If any wandring breath may yet befound.</L>
<L>To hers my lips &s;o clo&s;ely &s;hall be laid,</L>
<L>That it &s;hall find no way but me. This &s;aid,</L>
<L>She mounts the Pile, and in her bo&s;om took</L>
<L>Her Si&s;ter, yet by breath not quite for&s;ook.</L>
<L>She grieves, yet &s;till attempting all &s;he cou'd,</L>
<L>And with her garments dries away the bloud.</L>
<L>She &s;trives to rai&s;e her eyes, by weakne&s;&s;e pre&s;t,</L>
<L>Her eye-lids &s;inck, the wound gapes on her brea&s;t.</L>
<L>Thrice &s;he attempted from the bed to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>Thrice roles upon the bed with wandring eyes.</L>
<L>She makes &s;aint &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">arches now for heavens light,</L>
<L>And groanes, when found by her impairing &s;ight.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But <HI>Juno</HI> pittying the puni&s;hment</L>
<L>Of &s;trugling life, from heaven <HI>Iris</HI> &s;ent,</L>
<L>To &s;et at freedom he~r delaying breath,</L>
<L>Since neither fate, nor a de&s;erved death</L>
<L>Had cau&s;'d her end, but fell before her time:</L>
<L>Love's pa&s;&s;ion was alone her fate and crime.</L>
<L><PB N="169" REF="94">
Nor yet had <HI>Pro&s;erpine</HI> took from her head</L>
<L>Her hair, and enter'd her among the dead.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From heaven then, <HI>Iris</HI> with dewie wings,</L>
<L>On which the Sun a thou&s;and glories flings,</L>
<L>Flies to her head, This to the dark abode</L>
<L>I bear, and free thee from thy body's load.</L>
<L>She &s;aid; then with her right hand cuts her hair,</L>
<L>And her enlarged breath &s;lides into aire.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
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</TEXT>
<TEXT LANG="eng">
<BODY>
<DIV1 N="1" TYPE="book">
<PB REF="95">
<PB N="171" REF="95">
<HEAD>P. PAPINIUS STATIUS, His ACHILLEIS; <HI>The First Book.</HI></HEAD>
<DIV2 TYPE="body of book">
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L>The Rape's committed. <HI>Thetis</HI> begs in vain</L>
<L>Of <HI>Neptune</HI> a rough &s;torm to &s;well the Main.</L>
<L>Then to <HI>Aemonia</HI> through the Sea &s;he goes, <NOTE PLACE="marg">The&s;&s;aly</NOTE></L>
<L>And vi&s;its the lov'd cau&s;e of all her woes.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>_THe great <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI>Achilles,</HI> called <HI>Aeacides,</HI> from <HI>Aeac<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></HI> his Grand|father.</NOTE> <HI>Aeacides,</HI> my Mu&s;e, now &s;ing;</L>
<L>An I&s;&s;ue fear'd by Hea|vens thundring King.</L>
<L>Much of his acts, though in admired &s;trains,</L>
<L>Great <HI>Homer</HI> &s;ung; yet much untold remains.</L>
<L N="5">We his fir&s;t deeds relate, and how conceal'd,</L>
<L>In <HI>Scyros</HI> by a Trumpet's &s;ound reveal'd.</L>
<L><PB N="172" REF="96">
Not of dragg'd <HI>Hector</HI> to his Chariot ty'd,</L>
<L>I &s;ing, but how the Youth to <HI>Troy</HI> arriv'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou, <HI>Phoebus,</HI> (if de&s;erv'd in former layes)</L>
<L N="10">Give me fre&s;h &s;treams, and now with &s;econd Bayes</L>
<L>Adorn my brows. For I the hallowed ground</L>
<L>Have known before, with &s;acred Fillets crown'd:</L>
<L>Witne&s;&s;e tho&s;e <HI>Theban</HI> fields, for which my fame</L>
<L>Shall la&s;t, whil&s;t <HI>Thebes</HI> records <HI>Amphion's</HI> name.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="15">But <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI>Domitian</HI> the Em|peror, to whom the Poet addre&s;&s;eth this Complement.</NOTE> Thou by <HI>Greeks</HI> and <HI>Romans</HI> all renown'd,</L>
<L>Both with the wreaths of <HI>Mars</HI> and <HI>Phoebus</HI> crown'd.</L>
<L>(Who lately griev'd&s;t from thy contended brow</L>
<L>To lay the gentler one) permit me now</L>
<L>To guide my fearfull pen a little while,</L>
<L N="20">And on the great <HI>Achilles</HI> acts to toyl,</L>
<L>Till I &s;ing Thine, yet wanting confidence,</L>
<L>And for thy Prelude with his name di&s;pence.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The <HI>Trojan</HI> Swain, from the <HI>Laconian</HI> Shoar</L>
<L>Sail'd, and from un&s;u&s;pecting <HI>Sparta</HI> bore</L>
<L N="25">A prey, and in his guilty journey &s;howes</L>
<L>His mother's dream fulfill'd, pre&s;aging woes.</L>
<L>Upon tho&s;e &s;treams they &s;ayl, where <HI>Helle</HI> found</L>
<L>Her fate, yet now among the Sea-gods crown'd.</L>
<L>When <HI>Thetis</HI> (never yet, alas! in vain</L>
<L N="30">Were parents prophe&s;ies) through the clear Main,</L>
<L>Affrighted &s;aw the Phrygian Oars, &s;he fled,</L>
<L>Withall the Sea-Nymphs, from her watry bed.</L>
<L>The almo&s;t-meeting Shores heat with the &s;warm,</L>
<L>And from the throng the crowded waves grew warm.</L>
<L N="35"><PB N="173" REF="96">
When <HI>Thetis</HI> through the parting Billows ro&s;e,</L>
<L>To me &s;he cry'd, This Navy threatneth woes.</L>
<L>What <HI>Proteus</HI> told, alas! appears too true.</L>
<L>See <HI>Priam's</HI> kindled flames; the daughter too</L>
<L><HI>Bellona</HI> brings! a thou&s;and Ships appear,</L>
<L N="40">Which <HI>Ionian</HI> and <HI>Aegean</HI> Billows bear.</L>
<L>All the &s;worn Greeks whom the <HI>Atrides</HI> got</L>
<L>Mu&s;t not &s;uffice: Land, Ocean mu&s;t be &s;ought</L>
<L>For my <HI>Achilles.</HI> To what purpo&s;e then</L>
<L>Was he on <HI>Pelion</HI> bred, in <HI>Chiron</HI>'s den?</L>
<L N="45">There with the <HI>Lapithites</HI> (unle&s;&s;e I fear</L>
<L>In vain) he fights, and tries his father's Spear.</L>
<L>Ah me! this fear upon my heart prevails</L>
<L>Too late. Why could not I, when fir&s;t the&s;e Sails</L>
<L>Swell'd on my Streams, act what I now would do,</L>
<L N="50">And make a &s;torm the lu&s;tfull Thief pur&s;ue,</L>
<L>With all the Sea-Nymphs help'd? Storms now will come</L>
<L>Too late; the Rape and Injury is done.</L>
<L>Yet I will go, and all the remedy,</L>
<L>That's left, attempt; I'le move each deity</L>
<L N="55">That rules in Flouds, and beg the Ocean's King</L>
<L>By <HI>Tethys,</HI> on the waves one &s;torm to fling.</L>
<L>No &s;ooner &s;aid, but &s;he the god e&s;py'd,</L>
<L>Who from <HI>Oceanus</HI> crown'd boards arriv'd.</L>
<L>The chearing <HI>Nectar</HI> in his looks yet &s;hin'd:</L>
<L N="60">At who&s;e approach, the &s;torms, with every wind,</L>
<L>Were all in &s;ilence hu&s;h'd; and round by him,</L>
<L>Sounding their wreathed &s;hells, the Tritons &s;wim:</L>
<L><PB N="174" REF="97">
The &s;hoals of Whales, like moving Rocks, make way,</L>
<L>And round their King, the crooked Dolphines play.</L>
<L N="65">He, rais'd above the quiet Ocean, rides,</L>
<L>And with his Trident his yok'd Hor&s;es guides:</L>
<L>They with their crooked tails the Chariot row,</L>
<L>And from their brea&s;ts the foaming &s;urges throw.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To whom &s;ad <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;aid, Great Ocean's King,</L>
<L N="70">Do&s;t thou not &s;ee thy waves a&s;&s;i&s;tance bring</L>
<L>To &s;trange de&s;ignes? The guilty &s;afely go,</L>
<L>Since Sea's re&s;erved rights were &s;leighted &s;o</L>
<L>By the bold <HI>Ja&s;on:</HI> His example left</L>
<L>See by the&s;e follow'd, both in crime and theft:</L>
<L N="75">And from the friendly &s;hores an unju&s;t prey</L>
<L>By the ra&s;h Judge of <HI>Ida</HI>'s born away.</L>
<L>Ah me! what mournings &s;hall this cau&s;e to be</L>
<L>In heaven and earth! and what, alas, to me!</L>
<L>Is this a Fo&s;ter-child's return? This way</L>
<L N="80">Will <HI>Venus</HI> for her Phrygian Garland pay?</L>
<L>At lea&s;t o're-whelm the&s;e &s;hips, (for in the throng,</L>
<L>No Heroes, nor our <HI>The&s;eus</HI> goes along)</L>
<L>If any ju&s;tice yet in waves can be;</L>
<L>Or el&s;e commit the power of &s;torms to me.</L>
<L N="85">Nor is't ungentle, while 'tis ju&s;t that I</L>
<L>Fear for a child. Let the mad waves &s;well high:</L>
<L>Nor &s;uffer me from Flouds to take my leave,</L>
<L>Onely by his affected Tomb to grieve.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus begging, &s;he before the Chariot &s;tood,</L>
<L N="90">With &s;cattered hair. The Ruler of the Flood</L>
<L><PB N="175" REF="97">
Invites her up, and &s;trives &s;uch words to find,</L>
<L>As might appea&s;e her &s;ad afflicted mind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ask not their ruine, <HI>Thetis:</HI> 'tis in vain,</L>
<L>The gods and Fates do otherwi&s;e ordain.</L>
<L N="95">Sad years to come with &s;laughters are decreed</L>
<L>By <HI>Jove, Europe</HI> and <HI>A&s;ia</HI> both mu&s;t bleed.</L>
<L>What triumphs &s;halt thou have in Phrygian plains,</L>
<L>To &s;ee thy &s;on there feed the funerall flames?</L>
<L>When he the Trojan fields &s;hall &s;tain with blood,</L>
<L N="100">And with like &s;laughters cram the blu&s;hing Flood?</L>
<L>Great <HI>Hector's</HI> weight &s;hall make his Chariot &s;low,</L>
<L>Tho&s;e walls we rais'd his hand &s;hall overthrow.</L>
<L>Nor grieve that thou ha&s;t &s;toop'd to <HI>Peleus</HI> love,</L>
<L>The Son thou ha&s;t by him is worthy <HI>Jove.</HI></L>
<L N="105">Nor &s;halt thou unreveng'd for ever mourn,</L>
<L>When they return thy pow'r &s;hall rai&s;e a &s;torm:</L>
<L>Fal&s;e flames by night, &s;hall <HI>Caphareus</HI> then &s;how,</L>
<L>And joynt-revenge wee'l on <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> throw;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At this, &s;he hung tho&s;e looks that did incline,</L>
<L N="110">To rai&s;e a &s;torm; and changing the de&s;igne</L>
<L>With labouring arms to <HI>The&s;&s;aly</HI> &s;he &s;wims,</L>
<L>And on tho&s;e &s;hores &s;he re&s;ts her &s;nowy limbs.</L>
<L>The mountains joy, with that much loved place,</L>
<L>Where <HI>Peleus</HI> did the godde&s;&s;e fir&s;t embrace;</L>
<L N="115">Above his banks the &s;wel'd Sperchios ro&s;e,</L>
<L>Joy'd whil&s;t his &s;tream about the godde&s;&s;e flows.</L>
<L>She took no joy in all, but &s;till oppre&s;s'd</L>
<L>With the &s;ad fancies of her carefull brea&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="176" REF="98">
Thus fill'd with bu&s;ie thoughts the godde&s;&s;e then,</L>
<L N="120">Approacheth to the aged <HI>Chirons</HI> den;</L>
<L>Under the rock, where <HI>Pelion</HI> doth encline</L>
<L>Like a bent bow: &s;o wrought by Art and Time.</L>
<L>Still here the &s;igns remain'd, where, at their fea&s;ts,</L>
<L>The beds were pre&s;s'd by the immortall gue&s;ts,</L>
<L N="125">Which in the &s;tables of the Centaur &s;tood,</L>
<L>Not like the re&s;t of the prodigious brood.</L>
<L>His darts un&s;tain'd with human cruelties,</L>
<L>Never did he with va&s;t &s;ubverted trees.</L>
<L>Or ma&s;&s;y bowls, di&s;turb the geniall crue,</L>
<L N="130">Only at Bea&s;ts, his guiltle&s;&s;e arrows flew.</L>
<L>But now by age di&s;arm'd, with herbs he tries</L>
<L>To re&s;tore life her tired faculties:</L>
<L>Or to <HI>Achilles,</HI> all the glorious things,</L>
<L>Farn'd <HI>Heroes</HI> did, upon his harp he &s;ings.</L>
<L N="135">'Gain&s;t who&s;e return from his pur&s;ued game,</L>
<L>The boards are crown'd; and with the kindled flame</L>
<L>The cave growes bright, whil&s;t thus he did pro|vide,</L>
<L>Looking for him, his Mother he e&s;py'd.</L>
<L>To her he ha&s;ts, (while &s;trength his gladne&s;&s;e yields)</L>
<L N="140">And trots upon the long unu&s;ed fields.</L>
<L>To her he bowes his aged Limbs, and then,</L>
<L>Leads the &s;ad godde&s;&s;e to his humble den.</L>
<L>Her bu&s;ie eye, that would not be delay'd,</L>
<L>Quickly views all, as &s;oon to <HI>Chiron</HI> &s;aid;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="145">Where is my pledge! or why do you thus tru&s;t,</L>
<L>My child alone? Are my &s;ad dreams then ju&s;t?</L>
<L><PB N="177" REF="98">
Tho&s;e dreadfull vi&s;ions which the gods have &s;et</L>
<L>Before mine eyes, I wi&s;h as vain as great.</L>
<L>My brea&s;t &s;eems wounded now; my hands, to bear</L>
<L N="150">The &s;ignes of &s;trokes; wild bea&s;t's, my bo&s;ome tear.</L>
<L>And many times I fancy in my dreams,</L>
<L>Again I dip my child in Stygian &s;treams.</L>
<L>With Magick art, at la&s;t a way I've got,</L>
<L>To cure my fears, by the kind <HI>Proteus</HI> taught:</L>
<L N="155">The Youth mu&s;t be to tho&s;e fit parts convay'd,</L>
<L>For &s;uch de&s;ig<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">s, in &s;ecret billows laid.</L>
<L>Where horrid &s;acrifices are to th' hid,</L>
<L>And unknown gods, But more I am forbid.</L>
<L>The&s;e rites demand him now: Thus <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;aid:</L>
<L N="160">The aged <HI>Chiron</HI> el&s;e had not obey'd,</L>
<L>If he had known what garments once &s;hould hide</L>
<L>The youth. But ignorant he thus repli'd;</L>
<L>Pur&s;ue, kind godde&s;&s;e, this unknown de&s;igne:</L>
<L>With humble vows th' ungentle powers encline.</L>
<L N="165">Not thy ambitious prayers can &s;ucceed,</L>
<L>To plea&s;e the envious gods, nor would I breed</L>
<L>New fears in thee; but I confe&s;&s;e my &s;hare,</L>
<L>Nor yet deceived by a Father's care:</L>
<L>'Tis his va&s;t &s;trength, that thus procures my fears,</L>
<L N="170">Which &s;hews too early for his tender years.</L>
<L>At fir&s;t, my threatning words he would obey,</L>
<L>Nor would too farre about the mountains &s;tray.</L>
<L>Not <HI>O&s;&s;a</HI> now, nor <HI>Pelion</HI> can contain</L>
<L>His wandrings, nor <HI>The&s;&s;alian</HI> feather'd rain.</L>
<L N="175"><PB N="178" REF="99">
To me the Centaurs often make their moan,</L>
<L>Forc't from their Heards, pur&s;u'd by him alone,</L>
<L>Who &s;ingly dares with all their troops engage,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t force and fraud they threaten in their rage.</L>
<L>Lately I &s;aw <HI>Alcides</HI> on this &s;hore,</L>
<L N="180">And <HI>Jhe&s;eus,</HI> whom the Argive &s;hip then bore.</L>
<L>But &s;ee, he comes,&mdash;At this abruptly &s;taid,</L>
<L>Th' expecting godde&s;&s;e chilling fears invade.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Youth arriv'd, loaded with du&s;t and &s;weat,</L>
<L>And wearied with his arms and labours; yet.</L>
<L N="185">His &s;nowy looks, the ro&s;y blu&s;hes &s;tain'd;</L>
<L>His hair the &s;hining Gold with glittering &s;ham'd.</L>
<L>Upon his cheelis no Down yet &s;eem'd to ri&s;e:</L>
<L>A gentle lu&s;tre in his &s;parkling eyes</L>
<L>Still &s;hin'd; his face tho&s;e charming beauties wore,</L>
<L N="190">VVhich his admired Mother had before.</L>
<L>So &s;hews young <HI>Phaebus,</HI> when he doth retire</L>
<L>From <HI>Lycia,</HI> and for &s;hafts a&s;&s;umes his lyre.</L>
<L>By chance he came in pleas'd, (O how much more</L>
<L>It added to what was &s;o well before!)</L>
<L N="195">For under <HI>Pholoe</HI> in a Cave he &s;lew</L>
<L>A Lione&s;&s;e, and took the young ones too,</L>
<L>Which in his arms he bore. But the lov'd prey,</L>
<L>At his dear mother's &s;ight he threw away;</L>
<L>By <HI>Chiron</HI> now embrac'd, and then again</L>
<L>Doth in his mother's jealous arms remain;</L>
<L N="200">When &s;treight his deare&s;t friend <HI>Patroclus</HI> came,</L>
<L>In love and age his equall; and the &s;ame</L>
<L>A&s;&s;ay'd in generous Arts to imitate,</L>
<L>Yet &s;hort in &s;trength, but &s;har'd an equall fate.</L>
<L N="205"><PB N="179" REF="99">
The next adjacent &s;tream <HI>Achilles</HI> &s;eeks,</L>
<L>And with the River cleans'd his &s;ullied cheeks.</L>
<L>So tired <HI>Ca&s;tor</HI> in <HI>Eurota</HI>'s &s;treams</L>
<L>Re&s;tores his looks, bright as his new Star's beams.</L>
<L>Plea&s;'d <HI>Chiron</HI> on his fair proportion &s;tares.</L>
<L N="210">The joy that <HI>Thetis</HI> took made great her cares.</L>
<L>The Centaur then invites them to his Fea&s;t,</L>
<L>And fills <HI>Lyaeus</HI> to his troubled gue&s;t.</L>
<L>His Harp to welcome <HI>Thetis</HI> he prepares,</L>
<L>Who&s;e charming notes le&s;&s;en the weight of cares.</L>
<L N="215">And having gently tri'd the warbling &s;trings,</L>
<L>He gives it to <HI>Aeacides,</HI> who &s;ings.</L>
<L>The acts of Heroes; how great <HI>Juno</HI>'s &s;pleen</L>
<L>Vanqui&s;h'd &s;o oft by <HI>Hercules</HI> had been;</L>
<L>The Victories of <HI>Pollux;</HI> and how too</L>
<L N="220">The mon&s;trous <HI>Minotaur</HI> fam'd <HI>The&s;eus</HI> &s;lew.</L>
<L>La&s;tly, great <HI>Peleus,</HI> and his Mother's love</L>
<L>He &s;ung, the Marriage grac'd by tho&s;e above.</L>
<L>At this, &s;ad <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;eem'd to force a a &s;mile.</L>
<L>Night now laid on her heavy charms the while.</L>
<L N="225"><HI>Achilles</HI> the kind Centaur's &s;houlder took,</L>
<L>And his affecting Mother's brea&s;t for&s;ook.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="notes">
<PB N="180" REF="100">
<HEAD>ANNOTATIONS On the fir&s;t Book of STATIUS <HI>his</HI> ACHILLEIS.</HEAD>
<P N="2">2. AN <HI>i&s;&s;ue fear'd by heaven's thundring King.]</HI> When <HI>Jove</HI> &s;ought the marriage of <HI>Thetis,</HI> he was told by <HI>Proteus,</HI> that the i&s;&s;ue that came from <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;hould exceed the father who begot it: At which, mi&s;tru&s;ting his own Omnipotency, he left his Love to keep Heaven. The Fable is thus rendred by the incomparable <HI>Sandys, Meta|morph.</HI> 11.</P>
<Q><L>For aged <HI>Proteus</HI> thus foretold the truth,</L>
<L>To wave-wet <HI>Thetis,</HI> thou &s;halt bear a Youth,</L>
<L>Greater then him from whom he took his birth</L>
<L>In Arms and Fame. Le&s;t any thing on earth</L>
<L>Should be more great than <HI>Jove, Jove</HI> &s;huns the bed</L>
<L>Of Sea-thron'd <HI>Thetis,</HI> though her beauty led</L>
<L>His strong de&s;ires: Who bids <HI>Aeacides</HI></L>
<L>Succeed his Love, and wed the Queen of Seas.</L></Q>
<P N="6">6. <HI>Scyros.]</HI> An I&s;land of the Aegean Sea, one of the <HI>Cyclades,</HI> over again&s;t <HI>Peloponne&s;us,</HI> (as <HI>Strabo, l.</HI> 10. relateth) having a Town of the &s;ame name; famous mo&s;t, in being the place where <HI>Achilles</HI> lived di&s;gui&s;ed. See <HI>Servius</HI> and <HI>Sabinus</HI> on <HI>Virgil</HI>'s Aen. 2.</P>
<P N="7">7. <HI>Not of dragg'd Hector,</HI> &amp;c.] <HI>Statius</HI> here propo&s;eth his de&s;igne, to &s;ing the acts of <HI>Achilles</HI> onely from his infancy, which <HI>Homer</HI> had omitted, ju&s;tly pre&s;enting the death of <HI>Hector</HI> for all his Victories; who&s;e fate was <HI>Troy</HI>'s ruine. <HI>Senec. Troad. v.</HI> 185.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><PB N="181" REF="100">
<L>Aut c&ugrave;m &s;uperbo victor in curru &s;tetit,</L>
<L>Egitque habenas, <HI>Hectorem</HI> &amp; <HI>Trojam</HI> trahens.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Or when the Conqueror did his Hor&s;es guide,</L>
<L>And <HI>Troy</HI> which <HI>Hector</HI> at his Chariot ty'd.</L></Q>
<P>For <HI>Achilles</HI> having killed him, tied him to his Chariot, and dragged him thrice round the walls of <HI>Troy,</HI> as <HI>Homer, Iliad</HI> 22. Which unwelcome &s;ight <HI>Aeneas</HI> &s;aw painted at <HI>Carthage, Virg. Aen.</HI> 2. 487.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Ter circum Iliacos raptaver at <HI>Hectora</HI> muros,</L>
<L>Examinumque auro corpus vendebat <HI>Achilles.</HI></L>
<L>Tum ver&ograve; ingentem gemitum dat pectore ab imo,</L>
<L>&V;t &s;polia, ut currus, utque ip&s;um corpus amici,</L>
<L>Tendentemque manus <HI>Priamum</HI> con&s;pexit inermes.</L></Q>
<Q><L>About <HI>Troy</HI>'s walls <HI>Hector</HI>'s dead body thrice</L>
<L><HI>Achilles</HI> dragg'd, and &s;old it for a price.</L>
<L>Then from the bottom of his brea&s;t he drew</L>
<L>A grief-expre&s;&s;ing &s;igh, his friend to view,</L>
<L>His Spoils and Charior, and how <HI>Priam</HI> &s;tands</L>
<L>Begging with his erected aged hands.</L></Q>
<P N="12">12. <HI>With &s;acred fillets bound.]</HI> The&s;e were Ornaments for the Prie&s;ts heads; in Latine, <HI>Vittae.</HI> Hence <HI>Juvenal Sat.</HI> 4. of the Ve&s;tall Virgin, <HI>Vittat<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Sacerdos.</HI> And <HI>Virgil</HI> thus pre&s;enteth <HI>Anius, Aen.</HI> 3. 80.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Rex <HI>Anius,</HI> Rex idem hominum Phoebique Sacerdos,</L>
<L>Vittis &amp; &s;acra redimitus tempora lauro.</L></Q>
<Q><L><HI>Anius</HI> a King and Prie&s;t, his Temples bound</L>
<L>With &s;acred Fillets, and with Lawrel crown'd.</L></Q>
<P>The Title of <HI>Priest</HI> was antiently conferr'd on Kings, as <HI>Ca&s;au|bon,</HI> on <HI>Su<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">tonius in Augusto,</HI> delivereth from <HI>Ari&s;totle, Polit.</HI> 3. and <HI>Syne&s;ius, Epi&s;t.</HI> 121. by rea&s;on that the Government of all Com|monwealths con&s;i&s;ted in Eccle&s;ia&s;ticall Ceremonies, and Politicall Laws; the care of both which belonged to Kings. Hence <HI>Augustus</HI> was created chief Prie&s;t, that all kinds of power might be in him. And as <HI>Servius</HI> ob&s;erveth (on <HI>Aen.</HI> 3. 80.) the &s;tyle of <HI>Pontifex Max.</HI>
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was &s;till a&s;&s;umed by the &s;ucceeding Emperors; as may al&s;o be &s;een in the In&s;criptions of the <HI>Cae&s;ars</HI> at the end of <HI>Suetonius,</HI> &s;et forth by <HI>Schildius</HI> 1651. Poets called them&s;elves <HI>Phoebus Prie&s;ts;</HI> &s;o <HI>Tibullus</HI> and <HI>Protertius</HI> frequently. Hereupon <HI>Statius</HI> here dre&s;&s;eth him&s;elf with Prie&s;tly Ornaments.</P>
<P N="13">13. <HI>Witne&s;&s;e tho&s;e Theban fields,</HI> &amp;c.] Our Poet here intimateth his Poem of the Theban-War: So that hence, and by the en&s;uing Com|plement to <HI>Domitius</HI> it is clear, that this was <HI>Statius</HI> his &s;econd Work, and his <HI>Silvae</HI> the la&s;t. To his <HI>Thebans,</HI> with confidence enough, he here prom<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;eth as la&s;ting a fame, as <HI>Thebes</HI> could give <HI>Amphion</HI> the &s;on of <HI>Jupiter</HI> and <HI>Antiope,</HI> who having (as <HI>Plinie</HI> &s;aith, <HI>l</HI> 7. <HI>c.</HI> 56.) found out the u&s;e of the Harp, handled it &s;o harmoniou&s;ly, that he made &s;tones come of their own accord to rai&s;e the Walls of <HI>Thebes.</HI> Senec. Theb. act. 4.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;nulla quas &s;truxit manus,</L>
<L>Sed convocatus vocis &amp; citharae &s;ono</L>
<L>Per &s;e ip&s;e turres venit in &s;ummas lapis.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Rais'd by no labouring workman's hands, but brings</L>
<L>With his harmonious voice and charming &s;trings</L>
<L>The willing &s;tones together, which compo&s;e</L>
<L>Them&s;elves, and into lofty Towers <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o&s;e.</L></Q>
<P>Some joyne his brother <HI>Zethus</HI> with him in the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e. So <HI>Palaephatus,</HI> who reducing the Fable to a &s;eeming truth, &s;aith, The two Brothers admitted their Auditors to their Mu&s;ick, on conditi|on, that every one &s;hould afford his a&s;&s;i&s;tance to the Building. A far truer Mythologie is glanced at by <HI>Horace, De arte Poet. v.</HI> 391.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Silvestres homines &s;acer interpre&s;que Deorum</L>
<L>Caedibus &amp; victu foedo deterruit <HI>Orpheus,</HI></L>
<L>Dictus ob hoc lenire Tigres rabido&s;que Leones.</L>
<L>Dictus &amp; <HI>Amphion</HI> Thebanae conditor arcis</L>
<L>Saxa movere &s;ono re&s;tu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">inis, &amp; prece bland&acirc;</L>
<L>Ducere qu&ograve; vellet.</L></Q>
<Q><L><HI>Orpheus</HI> in&s;pir'd from gods, fir&s;t rude men brought</L>
<L>From loving blood and &s;laughters; hence was thought</L>
<L>Fierce Lions and wild Tigers to have tam'd.</L>
<L>And &s;o <HI>Amphion</HI> with his Harp was fam'd</L>
<L>To rai&s;e the Theban walls, and at his choice</L>
<L>To move deaf &s;tones with his admired voice.</L></Q>
<P>So perhaps the Fable aro&s;e, from his reducing a &s;avage people to
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live under a form of Government; and for their &s;afety (than which, no argument can be more prevalent) per&s;wading them to compa&s;&s;e in their City with a Wall. And herein, in my opinion, he was much more judicious than <HI>Lycurgus</HI> and <HI>Age&s;ilaus,</HI> who believed the brea&s;ts of valiant Citizens defence enough. And &s;o al&s;o thinketh <HI>Plato, l.</HI> 6. <HI>De leg.</HI> For the&s;e rea&s;ons, <HI>Orpheus</HI> was &s;aid to have made wild bea&s;ts gentle, and <HI>Amphion</HI>to have moved &s;tones, that is, men of &s;avage lives and obdurat natures. <HI>Macrobius</HI> in <HI>Somn. Scip. l.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 3. keepeth clo&s;er to the Fable; for &s;etting f<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rth the excellen|cies of Mu&s;ick, he &s;aith, That from it, the Univer<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">all Soul of the world took its originall; and that by it therefore all men, not onely the civill, but the barbarous al&s;o, are either animated to ver<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ue, or di&s;&s;olved into plea&s;ure; <HI>quia anima in corpus defert memoriam Mu&s;icae, cujus in caelo fuit con&s;cia;</HI> Becau&s;e the &s;oul, though in the body, &s;till retaineth a memory of that harmony which it enjoyed in heaven. And hence he conceiveth the Fables of <HI>Orpheus</HI> and <HI>Amphion</HI> had their Originall. See <HI>Clemens Alexandr. Admonit. ad Gentes,</HI> p. 2. <HI>Amphion</HI>'s excellency proved his ruine: For contemning <HI>Latena,</HI> by her revenge he &s;aw all his children &s;lain, and at the la&s;t added him|&s;elf to the number. <HI>Sandys Ovid's Metam. l.</HI> 6.</P>
<Q><L>For &s;ad <HI>Amphion</HI> wounding his own brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Had now his &s;orrow with his &s;oul releast.</L></Q>
<P N="13">13. <HI>Trojan Swain]</HI> This title is u&s;ually given to <HI>Paris,</HI> by rea&s;on he was brought up among the &s;hepheards. The &s;tory is thus, <HI>Hecuba</HI> being great with <HI>Paris,</HI> dreamed, &s;he &s;hould bring forth a flame that &s;hould con&s;ume <HI>Troy, Cic. l,</HI> 1. <HI>de divinat.</HI> Whereupon <HI>Priam</HI> con&s;ulted the Oracle; and being told, his Queen &s;hould bear a &s;on, who &s;hould be the Incendiary of his Country, he gave order the child &s;hould be de&s;troyed. But <HI>Hecuba</HI> de&s;irous to pre&s;erve her In|fant, conveyed him to mount <HI>Ida</HI> to be bred up among the &s;hep|heards. Where at length, being grown up, he pretended love to <HI>Oenone,</HI> and made every Tree witne&s;&s;e of his Amours; as the Nymph is made to complain by <HI>Ovid</HI> in her Epi&s;tle to <HI>Paris.</HI></P>
<Q LANG="lat"><LG>
<L>Inci&s;ae &s;ervant &agrave; te mea nomina fagi;</L>
<L>Et legor <HI>OENONE</HI> falce notata tu&acirc;.</L>
<L>Et quantum trunci, tant&ugrave;m mea nomina cre&s;cunt:</L>
<L>Cre&s;cite, &amp; in titulos &s;urgite rit&egrave; meos.</L>
<L>Populus e&s;t (memini) fluviali confita rip&acirc;,</L>
<L>E&s;t in qua no&s;tr&icirc; litera &s;cripta memor</L>
<L>Popule, vive, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">recor, quae con&s;ita margine ripae</L>
<L>Hoc in rugo&s;o cortice carm<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">n habes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
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<L>CUM <HI>PARIS OENONE</HI> POTERIT SPIRARE RELICTA,</L>
<L>AD FONTEM <HI>XANTHI</HI> VERSA RECURRET AQUA.</L>
<L><HI>Xanthe,</HI> retre propera, ver&s;aeque recurrite Lymphae:</L>
<L>Su&s;tinet <HI>Oenonen</HI> de&s;erui&s;&s;e <HI>Paris.</HI></L>
</LG></Q>
<Q><LG>
<L>My name's pre&s;erv'd on every wounded Tree:</L>
<L>Their bark <HI>OENONE</HI> bears engrav'd by thee.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t they encrea&s;e, my names enlarged grow;</L>
<L>To bear tho&s;e titles may they &s;till do &s;o.</L>
<L>A Poplar grows, where cry&s;tall billows glide,</L>
<L>And &s;hews tho&s;e Letters carved on its &s;ide.</L>
<L>Long may it live unprejudic'd by years,</L>
<L>Who&s;e rugged rind this fal&s;e In&s;cription bears,</L>
<L><HI>If</HI> Paris <HI>leave</HI> Oenone, <HI>yet not die,</HI></L>
<L>Xanthus <HI>&s;hall backward to his fountain flie.</HI></L>
<L>Ha&s;te back, ye charged Streams, for <HI>Paris</HI> flies</L>
<L>His lov'd <HI>Oenone</HI> once, and yet not dies.</L>
</LG></Q>
<P>His ca&s;ting off this Nymph was occa&s;ioned by the three godde&s;|&s;es repairing to him, about determining their controver&s;ie, as <HI>Oenone</HI> in the following Ver&s;es complaineth. Each godde&s;&s;e endeavoured to bribe the Judge, <HI>Juno,</HI> by promi&s;ing him Empire, <HI>Pallas,</HI> Wi&s;|com; <HI>&V;enus,</HI> Plea&s;ure. This la&s;t was pronounced the faire&s;t, and went away with the golden Apple: And in requitall, &s;he directeth her Umpire to receive his promi&s;ed reward in the fair <HI>Helen:</HI> Whom having &s;een he loved, and ravi&s;hed from <HI>Sparta,</HI> where he had been kindly entertained. <HI>Coluthus</HI> and others &s;ay, He had her con&s;ent; b<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t <HI>Seneca, Troad. v.</HI> 917. bringeth her on the Stage excu&s;ing her &s;elf, by pleading Enforcement: And <HI>Gorgias,</HI> in his defence of <HI>Helen,</HI> &s;aith, <HI>Venus</HI> commanded her to &s;u&s;ter the Trojan to enjoy her. Others &s;ay, that <HI>Paris</HI> being &s;ent to demand <HI>He&s;ione,</HI> the daughter of <HI>Laomedon,</HI> whom <HI>Hercules</HI> had carried from <HI>Troy,</HI> had order given him. That, in ca&s;e the Greeks refu&s;ed to deliver her, he &s;hould ra|vi&s;h from them what&s;oever con&s;iderable Lady he could light on. So <HI>Dares Phrygius,</HI> who reporteth al&s;o, That <HI>Antenor</HI> was fir&s;t &s;ent to fetch home <HI>He&s;ione,</HI> but returned without her; and that all the Grecian Princes deny'd to make any &s;atisfaction. Yet that <HI>Hector</HI>'s advice was not to revenge the Rape, by warring again&s;t their po|tent Confederates. And that afterwards <HI>Paris</HI> having received that encouragement from <HI>Venus,</HI> undertook the Voyage; and, by chance, arrived at the I&s;land <HI>Cythera,</HI> at a time when <HI>Helen</HI> was there, in a Town bearing her name: Who had no &s;ooner heard of the Trojan
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Prince's arrivall, but &s;he had a de&s;ire to &s;ee him: And &s;o they be|ing both enamoured of one another, <HI>Paris</HI> took her that night after his arrivall, out of <HI>Venus</HI> Temple, and brought her with him to <HI>Troy.</HI> And thus he proved that Fire-brand his mother dreamed of, kindling a flame that burnt <HI>Troy</HI> to a&s;hes.</P>
<P N="24">24. <HI>Laeonian.]</HI> The Poets word is <HI>Oebalio,</HI> from <HI>Oebalus</HI> a King of <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aconia,</HI> a region of <HI>Peloponne&s;us,</HI> bordering on <HI>Me&s;&s;enia, Argia,</HI> and <HI>Arcadia, Strabo lib.</HI> 8. <HI>Pau&s;anias, in Arcadicis,</HI> &s;aith, it is divi|ded from part of <HI>Arcadia,</HI> by the River <HI>Alpbeus&punc;</HI> In this Country, &s;tood <HI>Lacedaemon,</HI> on the We&s;t &s;ide of <HI>Eurotas,</HI> beneath the Moun|tain <HI>Taygetus: Strabo, l.</HI> 8. <HI>Polybius, lib.</HI> 5. But the proper name of the City was <HI>Sparta; Lacedaemon</HI> being more commonly u&s;ed for the Province, &s;o called from a King of that name, who &s;ometimes reigned there, and married <HI>Sparta</HI> the daughter of <HI>Eurotas,</HI> who&s;e name the City received. To the <HI>Lacedaemonians, Jonathan</HI> High Prie&s;t of the Jews wrote a Letter; &s;aying, <HI>It was found in writing, that the Lacedaemonians and the Jewes were brethren, and that they were of the stock of Abraham,</HI> 1 Macc. 12. 21. <HI>Jo&s;eph, Antiq. l.</HI> 13. <HI>c.</HI> 8.</P>
<P N="27">27. <HI>&V;pon tho&s;e streams,</HI> &amp;c.] <HI>i. e.</HI> the Helle&s;pont, which is not pa&s;t eight furlongs over, as <HI>Pliny</HI> te&s;tifieth; About thirty miles be|low <HI>Gallipoli,</HI> it is not above half a mile over, as Sir Henry <HI>Blunt</HI> in his Travels relateth. This Strait parteth <HI>Europe</HI> from <HI>A&s;ia:</HI> On <HI>Europe's</HI> &s;ide, &s;tandeth <HI>Sestus;</HI> on <HI>A&s;ia's, Abydus,</HI> Towns famous by the Loves of <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Leander,</HI> &s;ung by that &s;weet Poet, whom <HI>Virgil</HI> giveth the preminence to, in the Ely&s;ian fields, <HI>Aen.</HI> 6. <HI>Leander</HI> peri&s;hed in the&s;e &s;treams, yet having his wi&s;hes Crowned; as Martiall repre&s;enteth him in this Epigram.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>C&ugrave;m peteret dulces audax Leandrus amores,</L>
<L>Et fe&s;&s;us tumidis jam premeretur aquis:</L>
<L>Sic mi&s;er instantes affatus dicitur undas,</L>
<L>Parcite dum propero, mergite dum <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word">.</L></Q>
<Q><L>When bold <HI>Leander</HI> through the billows &s;ought,</L>
<L>Love's joyes, his arms now almo&s;t over-wrought</L>
<L>With waves, he cried, Now &s;pare me gentle Main,</L>
<L>And let me &s;ink as I return again.</L></Q>
<P>But his <HI>Hero</HI> &s;urvived but a while; For the next morning, &s;ee|ing his dead body floting on the Waves, from the top of her Tower, &s;he threw her &s;elf into them. Nor le&s;&s;e memorable is this narrow Sea, for the bridges of Boats, that <HI>Xerxes</HI> made over it: The former of
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which being broken by a &s;udden tempe&s;t, the vain King &s;courged the di&s;obedient waves, and cut off the heads of the Workmen; and then cau&s;ed another to be made with &s;tronger ties, <HI>Heredot. P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lymni&acirc;.</HI> The &s;ame Author reporteth of <HI>Xerxes,</HI> that taking a view of his Land forces, that filled the &s;hores and the plains, and of his Navy, that covered the Helle&s;pont; He &s;adly wept to think, that within an hundred years, not a man of all that multitude &s;hould be living. So many they were, that <HI>Juvenal</HI> &s;coffingly &s;aid, <HI>Sat.</HI> 10.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Credimus altos</L>
<L>Defeci&s;&s;e amnes, epot&aacute;que flumina Medo</L>
<L>Prandente, &amp; madidis cantat quae Softratus alis.</L>
<L>Ille tamen qualis rediit Salamine relict&acirc;,</L>
<L>In Corum atque Eurum &s;olitus &s;aevire flagellis</L>
<L>Barbarus, Aeolio nunquam hoc in carcere pa&s;&s;os?</L>
<L>Sed qualis rediit? nempe un&acirc; nave cruentis</L>
<L>Fluctibus, ac tard&acirc; per den&s;a cadavera pror&acirc;.</L></Q>
<Q><L>We have believ'd deep Rivers could not find,</L>
<L>Liquor for <HI>Xerxes</HI> army, while they din'd;</L>
<L>Things &s;ung by <HI>Softratus,</HI> well drench'd with wine.</L>
<L>Yet he that &s;o return'd from Salamine,</L>
<L>Once &s;courg'd the winds, becau&s;e they rudely blew:</L>
<L>Which in th' Aeolian caves they never knew.</L>
<L>But how was his return? In one &s;mall boat,</L>
<L>Which could but &s;lowly for dead bodies float.</L></Q>
<P>So <HI>Ju&s;tine, lib.</HI> 2. <HI>Erat res &s;pectaculo digna, &amp; ae&s;timatione &s;ortis hu|manae, rerum varietate, miranda; in exiguo latentem videre navigio quem paul&ograve; ant&egrave; vix aequor <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> capiebat.</HI> Thus the Helle&s;pont hath the greate&s;t part of its fame, from the misfortunes of two kind Lovers, and one proud Prince; It received its name from <HI>Helle,</HI> daughter of <HI>Athamas,</HI> King of <HI>Thebes,</HI> who fearing the treacheries of her Mother in Law, fled with <HI>Phryxus</HI> her Brother, and with him was, here drowned. <HI>Lucian, Dialogo Neptuni &amp; Nereidum,</HI> &s;aith, &s;he fell into the water by rea&s;on of a <HI>Vertigo</HI> that took her on the &s;ud|dain: And <HI>He&s;iod,</HI> troubled with &s;uch another, &s;aith, &s;he was mar|ried to <HI>Neptune,</HI> of whom he begat <HI>Paeon.</HI></P>
<P N="37">37. <HI>What Proreus told]</HI> This was a Sea-God, famous for his pro|phecying, and for the power he had to change his &s;hape at his plea|&s;ure; <HI>Ovid Metamorph, l.</HI> 2. <HI>v.</HI> 9. and <HI>lib.</HI> 8. <HI>v.</HI> 737. <HI>Virgil, Georg.</HI> 4.
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388. <HI>Hygin. fab.</HI> 118. He fore-told <HI>Thetis,</HI> that her Son &s;hould be killed in the Trojan War: Which prophecy gave the argument to the en&s;uing &s;tory. This <HI>Proteus</HI> was King of <HI>Aegypt, Serv. in Aeneid.</HI> 11. and, perhaps, got this fame of transforming him&s;elfe by his u&s;ing, &s;till to alter his temper and di&s;po&s;ition, &s;uitably to his affairs and occa&s;ions; From the like ground, &s;prung the fame of <HI>Herculeae</HI> labours, atchieved with unimitable &s;trength and valour. <HI>Proteus</HI> was al&s;o called <HI>Hercules,</HI> as <HI>Servius</HI> affirmeth on that of <HI>Vir|gil, Aen.</HI> 11. 262.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">Atreides Protei Menelaus ad u&s;que columnas, Exulat.</Q>
<P>Tho&s;e Columnes having been wholly attributed to <HI>Hercules,</HI> are there &s;et for the bounds of <HI>Aegypt.</HI></P>
<P N="40">40. <HI>Ionian]</HI> Over the <HI>Ionian</HI> &s;ea, many auxiliaries came to a&s;&s;i&s;t the Greeks again&s;t <HI>Troy.</HI> This Sea took its name from <HI>Ion</HI> &s;on of <HI>Dyrrhachius,</HI> whom <HI>Hercules</HI> having by mi&s;chance &s;lain, that he might make him &s;ome amends by perpetuating his memory, threw him into this Sea; Others alledge different rea&s;ons, but none worth &s;etting down: Formerly, as <HI>Pau&s;anias</HI> &s;aith, it was accounted part of the <HI>Adriatick.</HI> But <HI>Ptolomy,</HI> in his de&s;cription of <HI>Macedon,</HI> attri|buteth that part of the <HI>Adriatick</HI> which wa&s;heth <HI>Macedonia</HI> on the Ea&s;t, to the <HI>Ionian.</HI> But <HI>Pliny, lib.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 6. more rightly divideth the&s;e two Seas, by the <HI>Ceraunian,</HI> or (as <HI>Horace, lib.</HI> 1. <HI>Carm. Od.</HI> 3. <HI>v.</HI> 20. calleth them) <HI>Acroceraunian</HI> mountains: From which the <HI>Ionian</HI> Sea reacheth to the promontory of <HI>Malea.</HI></P>
<P>&para; <HI>Aegean billows]</HI> A Sea between <HI>A&s;ia</HI> and <HI>Greece,</HI> full of I&s;lands called <HI>Cyclades</HI> and <HI>Sporades;</HI> of as uncertain Etymology, as the <HI>Ionian.</HI> Mo&s;t &s;ay, it had its name from <HI>Aegeus,</HI> the father of <HI>The&s;e|us:</HI> Who going to fight the <HI>Minotaur,</HI> was charged, if he got the victory, to give notice thereof at his return by a white &s;ail; But he forgetting &s;o to do, his Father, from his Tower &s;eeing the &s;hip coming without the token of &s;ucce&s;&s;e, gave his Son for lo&s;t, and for grief ca&s;t him&s;elfe into the Sea. But &s;ome derive the name from <HI>Aege,</HI> a Queen of the <HI>Amazons; Strabo,</HI> from <HI>Aegae,</HI> a Sea-Town in <HI>Eubaea,</HI> Servius <HI>in Aen.</HI> 3. calleth that the <HI>Aegean,</HI> which is between the Helle&s;pont and the <HI>Adriatick;</HI> others, that between the <HI>Hel|le&s;pont,</HI> and <HI>Tenedus.</HI> It is now named the <HI>Archipelago.</HI></P>
<P N="41">41. <HI>All the &s;worn Greeks, which the Atrides got] i. e. Menelaus</HI> and <HI>Agamemnon,</HI> called <HI>Atridae,</HI> from <HI>Atreus,</HI> their &s;uppo&s;ed father. But they were indeed the &s;ons of <HI>Phili&s;thenes,</HI> and onely bred by <HI>Atreus</HI>
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their Uncle; The&s;e two Brethren, to revenge the injury done by <HI>Paris,</HI> having a&s;&s;embled the whole &s;trength of <HI>Greece</HI> at <HI>Aulis,</HI> bound them all by an Oath, to &s;ee <HI>Troy</HI> ruined, or never to return, <HI>Serv. in Aen.</HI> 4. as will al&s;o appear in the third book of this Poem. <HI>Thucydides, lib.</HI> 1. glanceth at the rea&s;on of the unanimous con&s;ent of the Greeks, to puni&s;h the rape of <HI>Helen, viz.</HI> an Oath by which <HI>Tyndarus</HI> had obliged all that came Suitors to his daugher, that they &s;hould revenge what&s;oever wrong &s;hould be done to him that &s;hould enjoy her; But he rather believeth, that <HI>Agamemnon</HI> being heir to the hou&s;es of <HI>Per&s;eus</HI> and <HI>Pelops,</HI> and (as <HI>Homer</HI> &s;tyleth him) King of many I&s;lands, was the chief cau&s;e of the Expedition. The account of the &s;hips in this Fleet, is various in &s;everall Authors; <HI>D<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ctys Creten&s;is</HI> maketh them, 1138. <HI>Dares,</HI> 1140. <HI>Homer,</HI> 1193. our Author here, with a Poeticall carele&s;&s;ene&s;&s;e, reckoneth them but 1000. So <HI>Seneca, in Agamemnon,</HI> and Virgil, <HI>Aen.</HI> 2.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Talibus in&s;idiis, perjurique arte Sinonis,</L>
<L>Credita res: captique dolis lacrimi&s;que coactis,</L>
<L>Quos neque Tydides, nec Lari&s;&s;aeus Achilles;</L>
<L>Non anni domu&ecirc;re decem, non mille carinae.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Thus they them&s;elves, made captives by belief</L>
<L>Of <HI>Sinon's</HI> perjur'd fraud and feigned grief.</L>
<L>Not <HI>Diomed,</HI> nor <HI>Aeacides</HI> prevails,</L>
<L>Nor ten years War, nor yet their thou&s;and fails.</L></Q>
<P><HI>Thucydides</HI> &s;aith, the number of the Souldiers was not great: But by an indifferent judgement on his own words, the 1200 &s;hips, as he numbreth them, carried 102000 men; a number in my opinion, not to be made &s;o &s;light of. Some, as <HI>Dion Chry&s;ostomus,</HI> have made a que&s;tion, whether there ever was &s;uch a War; although it hath employed the pens of <HI>Homer, Dares Phrygius, Dyctis Cre|ten&s;is, Lycephron</HI> with his Scholia&s;t, and <HI>Jo&s;ephus I&s;canius,</HI> and hath been believed by &s;o many Authors in &s;ucceeding ages. That a &s;iege &s;hould continue ten whole years, &s;eemed ridiculous to &s;ome; but <HI>Thucydides, lib.</HI> 1. <HI>initio,</HI> giveth a rea&s;on for it: Others have concei|ved, and our late Travellers have al&s;o ob&s;erved, that a potent King could not reign in &s;o incon&s;iderable a place. Neither do the ruines give te&s;timony of an ample and famous City; And though there never were &s;uch a War, yet is it not to be wondred at, that &s;o many have reported it, and that more have believed it: &s;ince the report of fal&s;e-hoods, e&s;pecially, when favoured by an antient penne,
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gaineth belief, either becau&s;e it cannot be di&s;proved, or becau&s;e the crediting of it &s;aveth pains. Be&s;ides, things are &s;eldome examined or di&s;puted, where intere&s;t is not concerned.</P>
<P N="44">44. <HI>On Pelion bred, in Chiron's den] Pelion</HI> is a mountain of <HI>The&s;&s;aly,</HI> in the Territory of <HI>Magne&s;ia,</HI> joyning to the mountain <HI>O&s;sa: Herodot. lib.</HI> 7. In mount <HI>Pelion,</HI> was the Cave of <HI>Chiron;</HI> who (as the re&s;t of the Centaurs) was like an Hor&s;e behind, but forward like a Man: S. <HI>Ifidore, lib.</HI> 4. holdeth that he was &s;o repre&s;ented, <HI>quia medicinam jumentorum quidam Chiron Graecus invenit,</HI> becau&s;e he found out medicines for bea&s;ts. And he was named <HI>Chiron,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>becau&s;e he was a Chirurgion; Suidas</HI> &s;aith, he was the &s;on of <HI>Ixion,</HI> and the Cloud, as the others Centaurs al&s;o were: whom Virgil, <HI>Aen.</HI> 6. placeth in Stables in hell. But he is gene|rally &s;aid, to have been the &s;on of <HI>Saturn,</HI> and <HI>Phillyra:</HI> So <HI>Pindar, Pyth. od.</HI> 4. And Virgil, <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>Georg v</HI> 550.
<Q LANG="lat">Phillyrides Chiron.</Q>
according to the cu&s;tom of the Greeks, who were wont to give the Parent's names to the children; <HI>Servins,</HI> on the place affirmeth the &s;ame: This <HI>Chiron,</HI> the ju&s;te&s;t of all the Centaurs, as <HI>Statius</HI> repre&s;enteth him, was Ma&s;ter not onely to <HI>Achilles,</HI> but to <HI>Hercules</HI> al&s;o, <HI>Ja&s;on, Ae&s;culapius, Ca&s;tor,</HI> and others, <HI>(Apollon. Argonaut. lib.</HI> 3.) <HI>Hermippus</HI> &s;tyleth him, <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>Centaurum &s;apientem,</HI> in Clemens <HI>Alexandrinus, Strom. lib.</HI> 1. He fir&s;t taught men to love ju&s;tice, &s;hewing the &s;acred Rites of the gods, the figures and na|tures of the heavenly bodies; His reputation was &s;o great, that &s;ome of the <HI>Achaians</HI> &s;acrificed to him, as <HI>Eu&s;ebius</HI> writeth, <HI>lib.</HI> 4. <HI>Prepar. Evang.</HI> citing <HI>Monimus,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">. A poy&s;oned arrow of <HI>Hercules,</HI> by chance wounding <HI>Chiron's</HI> foot, he de&s;ired death, but could not obtain it, being the i&s;&s;ue of immor|tall parents; At la&s;t, <HI>Jupiter</HI> advanced him to be a &s;igne in Hea|ven, called <HI>Sagittariks.</HI></P>
<Q LANG="lat">Armat&uacute;&s;que arcu Chiron.</Q>
<P>Virgil, <HI>de XII Signis.</HI> So <HI>Seneca, Thye&s;t. act.</HI> 4: <HI>Lucian,</HI> in his Dia|logue between <HI>Menippus</HI> and <HI>Chiron,</HI> maketh <HI>Chiron</HI> give another rea&s;on, Why he was out of Love with immortality here; Be|cau&s;e this life wanteth variety, and is nothing but the repetition, and doing again and again, of the &s;ame things: And he promi&s;ed him&s;elfe in the other World, to be free from Thir&s;t and Hunger, and what&s;oever begetteth care. And though <HI>Lucian</HI> maketh <HI>Menip|pus</HI> advi&s;e the Centaure, not to feed him&s;elfe with hopes of that na|ture;
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yet we may have a better opinion of his wi&s;hes, having more knowledge of the joys of the next life, and enough of this to be of <HI>Plutarch</HI>'s mind, <HI>Con&s;olat. ad Apollonium.</HI></P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Terra malis &s;catet, adver&s;is pelagu&s;que redundat.</L>
<L>O Mors, veni no&s;tris certus medicus malis,</L>
<L>Qui portus humanis es tempestatibus.</L></Q>
<BIBL>Ae&s;chylus, ibid.</BIBL>
<Q><L>The Earth hath no &s;uch plenty as her woes;</L>
<L>The Ocean too with mi&s;ery o'reflows.</L>
<L>Come, Death, thou cure of all this mi&s;ery,</L>
<L>The Port where all from &s;torms &s;ecurely lie.</L></Q>
<P N="62">62. <HI>The Tritons &s;wim.]</HI> The&s;e by the Poets are commonly called <HI>Neptune's Trumpeters,</HI> and were the i&s;&s;ue of him and <HI>Salacia, Serv<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">us in Aeneid.</HI> 1. That excellent Trumpeter <HI>Mi&s;enus</HI> oweth his death to the malice of a Triton, <HI>Aen.</HI> 6. <HI>v.</HI> 170.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Se<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> tum forte cava dum per&s;onat aequora concha</L>
<L>Demens, &amp; cantu vocat in certamina Di<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">os,</L>
<L>Aemulus exceptum Triton (&s;i credere dignum e&s;t)</L>
<L>Inter &s;axa virum &s;pumo&s;a immer&s;erat unda.</L></Q>
<Q><L>But on a Rock whil&s;t he by chance the charms</L>
<L>Of <HI>Mars</HI> rung out, and all the gods alarms</L>
<L>With the loud challenge from his wreathed &s;hell,</L>
<L>(If it be worth belief what others tell)</L>
<L>Whirl'd by an envious Triton from that height,</L>
<L>Among the rocks and waves he found his fate.</L></Q>
<P>So Virgil, <HI>Aen</HI> 10. <HI>v.</HI> 209. Ovid, <HI>Metam. l.</HI> 1. <HI>v.</HI> 333. and Claudian, <HI>de Nuptiis Honorii &amp; Mariae,</HI> give <HI>Triton</HI> the character of <HI>Neptuue</HI>'s Trumpeter, Seneca <HI>Troad. act.</HI> 2. <HI>Triton cecinit hymenaeum;</HI> that is, with his &s;hell or trumpet; for none a&s;cribe human voice to a <HI>Triton.</HI> Plinie, <HI>lib.</HI> 9. <HI>c.</HI> 5. &s;aith, The Emperor <HI>Tib<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rius</HI> was told, That a <HI>Triton</HI> was &s;een in a cave winding a &s;hell. Gillius, <HI>in Addi|tionib. ad Aelian,</HI> and Alexander ab Alex. <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>cap.</HI> 8. relate, That there was a Fountain near the Sea-&s;hore, frequently u&s;ed by the Inhabitants, whence women and virgins fetched water daily; which a <HI>Triton,</HI> that lay hid on the &s;hore, e&s;pying, on a &s;udden ravi&s;hed
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one of them, which his hot fancy had mo&s;t liking to: And that af|terwards, he being caught in a &s;nare and impri&s;oned, died for grief. The &s;ame Author reporteth, that one <HI>Trap<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">zuntius,</HI> to whom he af|fordeth a fair character, told &s;ome friends, That he had &s;een a Maid of an exceeding beauty playing in the Sea, and ever and anon from the middle upward appearing above the water, till at length perceiving &s;he was di&s;covered, &s;he plunged her &s;elf into the Deep. <HI>Claudius</HI> the Emperor, by a device, made a <HI>Triton</HI> appear in the middle of a Lake, ri&s;ing out of the water, and &s;ounding a Trumpet, <HI>Sueton. in Claudio, c.</HI> 21. Which &s;pectacle was afteward commonly &s;hewed in the Theaters, as <HI>Ca&s;aubon</HI> on that place relateth.</P>
<P N="73">73. <HI>By the bold Ja&s;on.] Statius</HI> here glanceth at the &s;tory of <HI>Ja|&s;on</HI>'s ravi&s;hing <HI>Medea</HI> with the golden Fleece, comparing that act of his with this of <HI>Paris. Ja&s;on</HI> was the fir&s;t who violated the Sea's re&s;erved rights, as Seneca <HI>Medea, act.</HI> 3. <HI>chor. ult.</HI> It was the opinion formerly, that Seas were &s;et as bounds, to confine every man with|in his own Country, and that no man's ambition &s;hould aim at more than the higher powers had placed him in. This among others Seneca <HI>Hippol. act.</HI> 2. maketh an argument of the innocency of the Antients.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Nondum &s;ecabant credulae pontum rates:</L>
<L>Sua qui&s;que n&ocirc;rat maria.</L></Q>
<Q><L>No ventrous &s;hip, tru&s;ted the waves or wind:</L>
<L>But all men were with their own Seas confin'd.</L></Q>
<P N="76">76. <HI>By the ra&s;h Judge of Ida.] Paris,</HI> who&s;e judgment is accus'd of ra&s;hne&s;&s;e, becau&s;e he preferred Plea&s;ure before Wi&s;dom or Empire; and becau&s;e his fond choice was his Countrie's ruine, <HI>Horat. lib.</HI> 3. <HI>Carm. Od.</HI> 3.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Ilion, Ilion</L>
<L>Fatal is incestu&s;que judex</L>
<L>Et mulier peregrina verti<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>In pulverem.</L></Q>
<Q><L><HI>Troy</HI> by a fatall Judge's lu&s;t,</L>
<L>And a &s;trange Woman, turn'd to du&s;t.</L></Q>
<P>So Seneca, <HI>Troad. act.</HI> 1. calleth him, <HI>The fatall Judge.</HI> Where|fore our Poet ju&s;tly giveth him here the title of a <HI>ra&s;h</HI> one. For any
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thing that is fatall, is hardly to be freed from the imputation of Ra&s;hne&s;&s;e.</P>
<P N="79">79. <HI>A Fo&s;ter-child.] Venus:</HI> who was bred of the Ocean, as He|&s;iod <HI>in Theog.</HI> and Pau&s;anias <HI>in Corinthiacis,</HI> relate. By Seneca, <HI>Hippol. act.</HI> 1. &s;he is called <HI>Diva generata ponto.</HI> This was the greate&s;t rea&s;on that <HI>Leander</HI> encouraged him&s;elf withall, to &s;wim over the <HI>Helle&s;pont.</HI> Mu&s;oeus <HI>ver&s;.</HI> 248.
<Q><L>&mdash;<GAP DESC="foreign">;</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">.</L></Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;why do&s;t thou fear the waves?</L>
<L>Know'&s;t thou not <HI>Venus</HI> from the Sea fir&s;t came,</L>
<L>Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e both of the Ocean and my flame?</L></Q>
Servius <HI>in Aen.</HI> 5. writeth, that <HI>Venus</HI> was therefore &s;aid to be born of the Sea, <HI>quia dicunt Phy&s;ici &s;udorem &s;al&s;um e&s;&s;e, quem &s;emper elicit coitus</HI> Hence the Myrtle was con&s;ecrated to <HI>Venus,</HI> becau&s;e that Tree pro&s;pereth be&s;t on the Sea-&s;hore. Like this is that of Coelius Rho|diginus, <HI>lib.</HI> 14. <HI>c</HI> 4. <HI>La&s;civos Graeci</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>vocant i. e. humidos,</HI> &amp;c. becau&s;e venereall appetites proceed from moi&s;ture. Hence Poets took occa&s;ion to feign, that <HI>&V;enus</HI> &s;prung from the Ocean. Ca&s;par Bartholinus <HI>Adver&s;ar. l.</HI> 21. <HI>c.</HI> 22. giveth this Mythologie, <HI>Eam Fabu|lam aliquando arbitratus &s;um exinde venire, qu&ograve;d</HI> Venus <HI>prima quest&ucirc;s faciendi cau&s;&acirc; corpus pro&s;tituit, velut in&s;atiabile pelagus omnes ad &s;e tra|hens. I was &s;ometimes of opinion,</HI> &s;aith he, <HI>that the Fable aro&s;e from hence, Becau&s;e</HI> Venus <HI>was the fir&s;t who pro&s;tituted her body for hire, like an in&s;atiable Sea attracting all to her.</HI> More of <HI>Venus</HI> is to be &s;een in Gyraldus, <HI>Hi&s;tor. Deor. Syntagm.</HI> 13. Turnebus 9. <HI>Adver&s;ar. c.</HI> 2. Natalis Comes, <HI>Mytholog lib.</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 13. Fulgentius, <HI>Mythol. l.</HI> 2. But above all, I prefer the Interpretation of the Fable which <HI>Ma|crobius</HI> giveth, <HI>Saturnal. lib.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 8. That by the &s;ecret parts of <HI>Coelus,</HI> which were cut off by his &s;on <HI>Saturn,</HI> and thrown into the Sea, and of the froth whereof <HI>Venus</HI> was engendred, were meant the &s;eeds of things falling from Heaven, as &s;oon as there was &s;uch a thing as Time; which <HI>Saturn</HI> is always held-to &s;ignifie. And by <HI>Coelus</HI> nothing can be under&s;tood but COELUM, <HI>Heaven;</HI> Servius <HI>in Aen.</HI> 5. denying, that the proper name of any god can be of the Neuter Gender. Cicero <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>De nat. Deor.</HI> telleth us of four <HI>Venus</HI>'s; one the daughter of <HI>Coelus</HI> and Light; another of the Froth of the Sea, of whom, and <HI>Mercurie, Cupid</HI> was begotten; a third of <HI>Jupiter</HI>
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and <HI>Dione</HI> the wife of <HI>Vulcan;</HI> the fourth of <HI>Syrus</HI> and <HI>Syria.</HI> This la&s;t was married to <HI>Adonis,</HI> and her the Syrians named <GAP DESC="foreign">, the Hebrews <HI>A&s;hteroth,</HI> 1 King. 11. 5. Judg. 2. 13. And as <HI>Tully</HI> reckoneth many <HI>Venus</HI>'s, &s;o, as Mr. <HI>Selden</HI> &s;aith, <HI>De Diis Syris &s;yn|tagm.</HI> 2. <HI>c</HI> 2. St. <HI>Augustine</HI> interpreteth <GAP DESC="foreign">, as if there were many <HI>Astartes.</HI> This godde&s;&s;e had many &s;acrifices offered to her, <HI>Alexand. ab Alexandro, l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 12. and from thence had her name, <HI>A&s;htaroth</HI> &s;ignifying <HI>greges: Su&s;piceris</HI> (&s;aith Scaliger <HI>in Con|jectaneis) dictam eam &agrave; Victimarum multitudine.</HI> She was entituled al&s;o, <HI>The godde&s;se of Love,</HI> or rather of La&s;civiou&s;ne&s;&s;e. <HI>Clemens Alexandrinus</HI> telleth us, that once all her pictures were made after the likene&s;&s;e of <HI>Phryne,</HI> a famous Whore, and that the man who, like another <HI>Pygmelton,</HI> could embrace the &s;tatue of the godde&s;&s;e, conceited him&s;elf religious, <HI>Admon. ad Gentes:</HI> where he al&s;o &s;etteth down her la&s;civious Ceremonies. Mr. <HI>Gregorie</HI> writing of the A&s;&s;y|rian Monarchie, relateth, that there was a cu&s;tom, that every woman &s;hould once in her life repair to the Temple of <HI>Venus,</HI> and there pro&s;titute her body to any one that would throw her down a piece of mony, which was to be given to the Temple, and to the honor of the godde&s;&s;e. The manner was for the women to &s;it down in the Temple, di&s;tingui&s;hed by little lines or cords, which he that had a mind might take away, or break, if the woman &s;eemed coy, and &s;o take the &s;trumpet out of the Temple into a by corner. This is expre&s;&s;ed in the Epi&s;tle a&s;cribed to <HI>Jeremie,</HI> at the end of <HI>Ba<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uch, v.</HI> 43. <HI>The woman al&s;o with cords about them fitting in the ways, burn bran for perfume; but if any of them, drawn by &s;ome that pa&s;seth by, lie with him, &s;he reproacheth her fellow, that &s;he was not thought as worthy as her &s;elf, nor her cord broken.</HI> Such attendants this godde&s;&s;e had as we read, 2 King. 23. 7. <HI>And he broke down the hou&s;es of the S<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">do|mites that were by the hou&s;e of the Lord, where the women wove hang|ings for the Grove.</HI> This place Mr. <HI>Selden</HI> interpreteth thus, <HI>Diruit quoque domos &s;cortatorum&mdash;ubi mulieres texebant cortinas pro A&s;e|rah,</HI> &s;eu <HI>luco.</HI> Of which, &s;ee his <HI>De Diis Syris, Synt.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 2. <HI>&amp;</HI> 4. <HI>pag.</HI> 237. <HI>&amp;</HI> 283. Thus far I have digre&s;&s;ed, to &s;hew the anti|quity of this la&s;civious godde&s;&s;e; which was not the production onely of fictious brains. Nor is it to be wondred at, that a thing &s;o loath&s;ome and ridiculous &s;hould meet with adoration; for the whole Religion of the Gentiles is &s;o contrived, as to agree with licentious appetites. Which ea&s;ie way to propagate a novelty, <HI>Mahomet</HI> well under&s;tood; nor is it now wholly unpracti&s;ed.</P>
<P N="88">88. <HI>By his affected tomb to grieve] Thetis</HI> here expre&s;&s;eth a pa&s;&s;ion, &s;o great for her Son, that if his fate, as &s;ore-told, &s;hould be to pe|ri&s;h
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in the Trojan War, &s;he would leave the Ocean, and ever mourn in tho&s;e waves, that &s;hould wa&s;h the place of his Sepulchre: And that was the Sigean promontory. There <HI>Alexander</HI> the Great performed ceremonies in his memory, declaring him happy, who in his life enjoyed &s;uch a friend as <HI>Patroclus,</HI> and after death, doth &s;till live by <HI>Homer: Plu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">arch, in Alexandro. Cicero Epist. ad fa|mil. l.</HI> 5. <HI>cp.</HI> 12.</P>
<P N="107">107. <HI>Caphareus.] Neptune</HI> being forced by the cro&s;&s;e decrees of the Fates to deny <HI>Thetis</HI> petitioning for a &s;torm again&s;t the Greeks, to appea&s;e her &s;omewhat, telleth her, that the Trojans &s;hould be ruined by the valour of her &s;on, and her&s;elfe be revenged on the Greeks at <HI>Caphareus,</HI> who &s;hould there &s;uffer &s;hip-wrack. Whereof the Tragedian thus.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Hanc arcem occupat</L>
<L>Palamedis ille genitor, &amp; clarum manu</L>
<L>Lumen nefanda vertice &egrave; &s;ummo efferens,</L>
<L>In &s;axa ducit perfid&acirc; cla&s;&s;em face.</L>
<L>Haerent acutis rupibus fixae rates.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Upon who&s;e &s;ummit <HI>Nauplius</HI> &s;tood, and rais'd</L>
<L>In his revenging hand a Light that blaz'd.</L>
<L>Who&s;e treacherous flame the navy guides betwixt</L>
<L>The wracking Rocks, who&s;e points the ve&s;&s;els fix't.</L></Q>
<BIBL><HI>Seneca Agamemn. act.</HI> 3. <HI>v.</HI> 557.</BIBL>
<P><HI>Nauplius</HI>'s grudge again&s;t the Greeks, aro&s;e from this occa&s;ion; <HI>&V;ly&s;&s;es</HI> having charged <HI>Palamedes,</HI> for holding corre&s;pondence with <HI>Priam,</HI> and writing letters to him, di&s;covered, as a proof of his Treachery, an heap of Gold in his Tent, which he before hand had clo&s;ely conveyed thither. Whereupon, innocent <HI>Palamedes</HI> was &s;toned to death, <HI>Serv. in Aen.</HI> 2. <HI>Dictys Creten&s;is,</HI> and <HI>Dares Phry|gius,</HI> give other accounts of him: <HI>Dares,</HI> that he was killed by <HI>Paris, lib. oe excidio Trojano; Dictys,</HI> that <HI>Diomedes</HI> and <HI>&V;ly&s;&s;es,</HI> over-whelmed him with &s;tones in a well, whither he, &s;u&s;pecting no foul play, went down to fetch up Trea&s;ure, which they told him was hid there, and he &s;hould have his &s;hare of it, <HI>lib.</HI> 2. <HI>Caphareus</HI> is an high Hill in <HI>Eubaea,</HI> over-looking the Helle&s;pont: On the top of this, <HI>Nauplius</HI> cau&s;ed fi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">es to be made by night, to allure the weather-beaten Greeks to fall upon the Rocks, that &s;o he might revenge his &s;on's death upon them.</P>
<P N="108">108. <HI>Joynt-revenge] Neptune</HI> promi&s;eth <HI>Thetis</HI> to joyn with her
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again&s;t <HI>&V;ly&s;&s;es.</HI> His quarrell with him, was upon the account of his &s;on <HI>Polypheme,</HI> who&s;e eye <HI>&V;ly&s;&s;es</HI> had bored out: Which &s;tory is thus related by <HI>Achaemenides,</HI> to <HI>Aeneas, Aen.</HI> 3.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Domus &s;anie dapib&uacute;&s;que cruentis,</L>
<L>Intus opaca, ingens. Ip&s;e arduus, alt&aacute;que pul&s;at</L>
<L>Sidera (Dii talem terris avertite pe&s;tem!)</L>
<L>Nec vi&s;u facilis, nec dictu affabilis ulli;</L>
<L>Vi&s;ceribus mi&s;erorum &amp; &s;anguine ve&s;citur atro,</L>
<L>Vidi egomet, duo de numero c&ugrave;m corpora no&s;tro,</L>
<L>Pr'en&s;a manu magna, medio re&s;upinus in antro</L>
<L>Frangeret ad &s;axum, &s;anieque ad&s;per&s;a natarent</L>
<L>Limina: vidi, atro c&ugrave;m membra fluentia tabo</L>
<L>Mandere<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, &amp; trepidi tremerent &s;ub dentibus artus.</L>
<L>Haud impun&egrave; quidem: nec talia pa&s;&s;us &V;ly&s;&s;es,</L>
<L>Oblit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">sve &s;u&icirc; e&s;t Ithacus di&s;crimine tanto.</L>
<L>Nam &s;imul expletus dapibus, vin&oacute;que &s;epultus,</L>
<L>Cervicem inflexam po&s;uit, jacuitque per ant<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">um</L>
<L>Immen&s;um, &s;aniem eructans &amp; fru&s;ta cruento</L>
<L>Per &s;omnum commixta mero; nos magna precati</L>
<L>Numina, &s;ortitique vices, un&agrave; undique circum</L>
<L>Fundimur, &amp; telo lumen tenebramus acuto</L>
<L>Ingens, quod torva &s;olum &s;ub fronte latebat.</L></Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;Slaughters and bloody fea&s;t,</L>
<L>With &s;hades the va&s;tne&s;&s;e fill'd. He high and tall</L>
<L>The &s;tarres a&s;&s;aults. (The gods &s;uch plagues from all</L>
<L>Avert!) His voice and vi&s;age &s;tern: his food,</L>
<L>Bowels of &s;laughtred wretches and black blood.</L>
<L>As in his den he lay along, I &s;aw</L>
<L>Two of our men, gra&s;p'd by his cur&s;ed paw,</L>
<L>And da&s;h'd again&s;t the rock: the blood all ore,</L>
<L>With purple drops drenched the &s;prinkled floor.</L>
<L>Limbs flowing with black gore I &s;aw him eat,</L>
<L>And in his teeth the trembling &s;inews beat.</L>
<L>Nor unreveng'd their fates <HI>&V;ly&s;&s;es</HI> bears,</L>
<L>But mindfull of him&s;elf in all appears.</L>
<L>For now ore-charg'd with wine and bloody fea&s;ts,</L>
<L>His head bent down, as in his Cave he re&s;ts,</L>
<L>Wine mix'd with clotty gore returning flows,</L>
<L>Which belch'd up from his grave-like brea&s;t he throws.</L>
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Burl'd in &s;leep: We all the gods implore,</L>
<L>Spreading o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r &s;elves round on the bloody floor,</L>
<L>And with a &s;harp &s;pear fix'd eternall night.</L>
<L>Upon his brow, rob'd of its onely light.</L></Q>
<P><HI>Servius,</HI> on this place, &s;aith, That <HI>Polyphemus</HI> was &s;ome wi&s;e man, and therefore feigned to have his eye in his forehead, that is, near the brain, which <HI>&V;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">y&s;ses,</HI> being wi&s;er than he, put out. But by the Cyclopes generally are under&s;tood the Vapors of the Sea or Earth: and hence, perhaps, <HI>Polyphemus,</HI> the chief of them, was &s;aid to be the &s;on of <HI>Neptune,</HI> by whom was meant, according to <HI>Ch<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">y&s;ippus,</HI> the &s;pirit that moved the waters. <HI>Cic. lib.</HI> 1. <HI>de Nat. Deor.</HI> And <HI>&V;ly&s;ses</HI> was therefore &s;eigned to overcome <HI>Polypheme,</HI> becau&s;e he found out the&s;e naturall cau&s;es.</P>
<P N="111">111. <HI>The&s;salie.]</HI> A R<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">gion of <HI>Greece,</HI> girt about with Mountains, <HI>Olympus, O&s;sa,</HI> a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d <HI>Pelion,</HI> on the North; <HI>Othrys</HI> and <HI>Oeta</HI> Southward; and <HI>Pindus</HI> on the We&s;t. Its bounds are exactly &s;et down by <HI>Hero|dotus, lib.</HI> 7. It was antiently called <HI>Pyrrhaea,</HI> from <HI>Pyrrha</HI> the wife of <HI>Deucalion, Strabo lib.</HI> 10. Afterward <HI>Aemonia,</HI> from <HI>Aemon;</HI> from who&s;e &s;on <HI>The&s;&s;alus,</HI> at la&s;t it was called <HI>The&s;&s;alie.</HI></P>
<P N="115">115. <HI>Sperchios.]</HI> A River in <HI>The&s;&s;alie,</HI> i&s;&s;uing from Mount <HI>Pelion,</HI> and falling into the Malian Bay, ten furlongs from <HI>Thermopylae, Strab. lib.</HI> 9.</P>
<P N="129">129. <HI>Di&s;turb the geniall crue]</HI> Our Poet glanceth at the fray be|tween the Centaurs and the <HI>Lapithae,</HI> which hapned at the marriage of <HI>Pirithous,</HI> &s;o excellently de&s;cribed by <HI>Ovid,</HI> and after him by the enjoyer of his <HI>Genius,</HI> Mr. <HI>San<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ys. Genius</HI> (from which <HI>Genial</HI> is de|rived) <HI>e&s;t na&s;cendt atque nature deus, &agrave; gignendo d<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ctus.</HI> Hence the four Elements, whereof all Inferior bodies are generated, were cal|led <HI>Dii geniales;</HI> and the Nuptiall-bed, <HI>Lectus genialis.</HI> See Tur|nebus <HI>Adver&s;ar l.</HI> 16. <HI>c.</HI> 19. <HI>&amp; l.</HI> 26. <HI>c.</HI> 14. <HI>Ge<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ii</HI> were accounted the moderators and di&s;po&s;ers of the Planets, and their Influences, at mens Nativities. Horace <HI>lib.</HI> 2 <HI>epi&s;t.</HI> 2.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">Scit Genius, natale comes qui temperat afirum.</Q>
<P>Tho&s;e Doemons al&s;o whom, the Heathen attribute &s;o much the dependancie of our re&s;olutions unto, were called <HI>Genii,</HI> as beget|ting the thoughts of men, and working on them. And perhaps the frequency of the&s;e Spirits and opinions, before our Saviour's time, was the occa&s;ion of that more ab&s;urd conceit, &s;et down by &s;coffi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">g <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ucian</HI> in his <HI>Menippus,</HI> That the &s;hadows which our bodies ca&s;t in
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the Sun-&s;hine will be witne&s;&s;e again&s;t us in the other world. With reference to the&s;e <HI>Genii</HI> mu&s;t that of the Poet. <HI>Aen.</HI> 6. <HI>v.</HI> 643. be in|terpreted,
<Q LANG="lat">Qui&s;que &s;uos patimur manes.</Q>
<HI>i. e.</HI> Every one in the next life mu&s;t receive either puni&s;hment for the crimes he committed, by hearkning to his woe&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r Genius, or re|wards for the good he wrought, by the a&s;&s;i&s;tance of his better. For two Genii, they &s;ay, one good, (the other bad,) attend every man from his birth. This the Heathen were taught by their gods; the Devil herein, as in many other things, playing the Ape, and imi|tating the true God; who indeed <HI>giveth his Angels charge over us,</HI> (&s;ee Clemens Alexandrinus, <HI>lib.</HI> 5. <HI>S<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m)</HI> that we be not over|come by the power of evill Spirits. <HI>For we wre&s;tle not,</HI> &s;aith the Apo&s;tle, Ephe&s;. 6. 12. <HI>again&s;t fle&s;h and blood, but again&s;t principalities, against powers, again&s;t the rulers of the darkne&s;&s;e of this world, again&s;t &s;pirituall wickedne&s;&s;e:</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, here tran&s;lated, <HI>in high pla|ces;</HI> which is not at all a&s;&s;i&s;ting, if not prejudiciall to the meaning of the ver&s;e. <HI>Beza</HI> rendreth it, <HI>Quae &s;unt in &s;ublimi,</HI> &s;omething nearer, But I &s;ee not why the words &s;hould not be rendred, <HI>in the lower Heavens,</HI> that is, the Aire, the habitation of the&s;e Daemons, as Mr. <HI>Mede,</HI> on 2 <HI>Pet.</HI> 2. 4. and <HI>Jude</HI> 6. doth prove. And it is ob&s;erv|ed, that for the Heaven of Heavens, or &s;upernaturall Heaven, the word <GAP DESC="foreign">&punc; is always u&s;ed. In relation to this &s;en&s;e, <HI>Origen</HI> u&s;eth the Ver&s;e in his writings again&s;t <HI>Gel&s;us.</HI> Moreover, judicious <HI>Calvin</HI> on the place, intimateth as much, where the Interpretation he u&s;eth, is, <HI>Incoele&s;tibus. Diodate</HI> al&s;o under&s;tandeth, <HI>The region of the aire, in which evill &s;pirits, driven cut of heaven, do wander.</HI> And by <HI>Principalities</HI> he under&s;tandeth <HI>evill Angels;</HI> excellently adding, that <HI>in the quality of their nature, and in the power which God &s;uffereth them to have over the world, they have al&s;o &s;omething common with the holy Angels, in the eminency of Titles.</HI> Yet he there retracteth this Inter|pretation, in my opinion for a wor&s;e.</P>
<P N="153">153. <HI>with Magick art.] Thetis,</HI> de&s;irous to conceal from <HI>Chiron</HI> the purpo&s;e &s;he had, to di&s;g<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">i&s;e his Schollar in woman's apparell, whom he by rigid principles had fitted for the harde&s;t employ|ments, beareth him in hand, that ominous dreams moved her to attempt the prevention of his fate by Magict Art. Such a deceit pa&s;&s;ionate <HI>Dido</HI> beguiled her &s;i&s;ter withall, pretending to &s;eek one|ly a remedy for her love, when indeed her plot was to cou&s;en her &s;elf of life.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><PB N="198" REF="109">
<L>Ergo ubi concepit furi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s, evicta dolore,</L>
<L>Decrevitque mori, tempus &s;ecum ip&s;a modumque</L>
<L>Exigit, &amp; mae&s;tam dictis aggre&s;&s;a &s;ororem,</L>
<L>Con&s;ilium vultu tegit, ac &s;pem fronte &s;erenat.</L>
<L>Inveni, germana, viam (gratare &s;orori)</L>
<L>Quae mihi reddat eum, vel eo me &s;olvat, amantem.</L>
<L>Oceani finem iuxta &s;olemque cadentem,</L>
<L>&V;ltimus <HI>Aethiop<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></HI> locus e&s;t, ubi maximus <HI>Atlas</HI></L>
<L>Axem humero torquet stellis ardentibus aptum.</L>
<L>Hin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> mihi Ma&s;&s;ylae gentis mon&s;trata &s;acerdos,</L>
<L>He&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eridum templi cu&s;tos, epula&s;que Draconi</L>
<L>Quae dabat, &amp; &s;acros &s;ervabat in arbore ramos,</L>
<L>Spargens humida mella &s;oporiferumque papaver.</L>
<L>Haec &s;e carminibus promittit &s;olvere mentes</L>
<L>Quos velit, ast aliis dur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> immittere curas:</L>
<L>S<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">ere <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">quam fluviis, &amp; vertere &s;idera retro:</L>
<L>Nocturno&s;que ciet-manes-Mugire videbis</L>
<L>Sub pedibus terram, &amp; de&s;cendere montibus orn<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s.</L></Q>
<BIBL>Virg. Aen. 4.</BIBL>
<Q><L>Vanqui&s;h'd with grief, and now re&s;olv'd to die,</L>
<L>The means and time to act the Tragedy</L>
<L>She plots: And, with f<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ign'd joy to hide her crime,</L>
<L>Thus to her &s;i&s;ter &s;aith&punc; Joy that the time&punc;</L>
<L>Is come, that I &s;hall now procure my re&s;t,</L>
<L>And gain his love, or freedom to my brea&s;t.</L>
<L>Near to the Ocean's bounds, where <HI>Phoebus</HI> flies</L>
<L>To end his cour&s;e, burnt <HI>Aethiopia</HI> lies:</L>
<L>Where on his loaden &s;houlders <HI>Atlas</HI> bears</L>
<L>Heaven, which fill'd with glittering Starrs appears.</L>
<L>Hence a Ma&s;&s;ylian came, the Temple'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Prie&s;t</L>
<L>Of the He&s;perides, who there did fea&s;t</L>
<L>The watchfull Dragon, and pre&s;erved too</L>
<L>The Tree on which the &s;acred branches grew,</L>
<L>With Hony and mix'd Poppy, which conveys.</L>
<L>A drou&s;ie dulne&s;&s;e: By her charms, &s;he &s;ays,</L>
<L>She can di&s;&s;olve a pa&s;&s;ion, and procure</L>
<L>A &s;cornfull brea&s;t another to endure,</L>
<L>Stop in its &s;peed the &s;wifte&s;t &s;tream, and all</L>
<L>The Stars turn backward from their cour&s;e, and call</L>
<L>Gho&s;ts from the howling earth, and from the high</L>
<L>Tops of the Hills make &s;tubborn Trees to flie.</L></Q>
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That Witches had &s;uch a faculty as <HI>Dido</HI> here &s;peaketh of, to quench or kindle love at their plea&s;ure, former times believed.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Carmine The&s;&s;alidum dura in praecordia fluxit</L>
<L>Non fatis adductus amor; flammi&s;que &s;everi</L>
<L>Illicitis ar&s;&ecirc;re &s;enes.</L></Q>
<Q><L>The&s;&s;alian charms, without a&s;&s;i&s;ting fate,</L>
<L>Can pa&s;&s;ion give to hearts &s;til us'd to hate.</L>
<L>Severe old men are fetter'd with Love's chains,</L>
<L>And their chill brea&s;ts burn with unlawfull flames.</L></Q><BIBL>Lucan <HI>lib.</HI> 6. <HI>ver&s;.</HI> 452.</BIBL>
And a little after,
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Quos non concordia mi&s;ti</L>
<L>Alligat ulla tori, blandaeque potentia formae,</L>
<L>Traxerunt torti Magic&acirc; vertigine fili.</L></Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;Tho&s;e who ne're car'd to try</L>
<L>Love's joys, whom Hymen's knots could never tye;</L>
<L>Whom charming beauty never yet compell'd,</L>
<L>A &s;lender thread, by Magick ty'd, hath held.</L></Q></P>
<P>Their power al&s;o in other things the &s;ame noble Poet thus de&s;cribeth.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Ce&s;&s;av&ecirc;re vices rerum: dilataque long&acirc;</L>
<L>Hae&s;it nocte dies: legi non paruit aether:</L>
<L>Torpuit &amp; praeceps audito carmine mundus.</L>
<L>Axibus &amp; rapidis impul&s;os <HI>Jupiter</HI> urgens</L>
<L>Miratur non ire polos. Nunc omnia complent</L>
<L>Imbribus, &amp; calido producunt nubila Phoebo:</L>
<L>Et tonat ignaro coelum <HI>Jove.</HI> Vocibus ii&s;dem</L>
<L>Humentes lat&egrave; nebulas, nimbo&s;que &s;olutis</L>
<L>Excu&s;&s;&ecirc;re comis, ventis ce&s;santibus aequor</L>
<L>Intumuit: rur&s;um vetitum &s;entire procellas</L>
<L>Conticuit, turbante Noto: puppimque ferentes</L>
<L>In ventum tumu&ecirc;re &s;in<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s. De rupe pependit</L>
<L>Ab&s;ci&s;&s;&acirc; fixus torrens: amni&s;que cucurrit</L>
<L>Non qu&agrave; pronus erat. <HI>Nilum</HI> non extulit ae&s;tus.</L></Q>
<Q><L>The cour&s;e of things was &s;topp'd: nor Heaven obey'd</L>
<L>Its Laws: the Day in Night's black Arms delay'd.</L>
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The tott'ring world the&s;e potent charms benum,</L>
<L>And while the rapid Poles forget to run,</L>
<L><HI>Jove</HI> &s;tands amaz'd. A &s;torm obeys, and &s;hrowds,</L>
<L><HI>Phoebus</HI> adorn'd with all his rays, in clowds.</L>
<L><HI>Jove</HI> ignorant the Thunder hears. The &s;ame</L>
<L>Dire voice, with loo&s;e di&s;hevell'd hair again</L>
<L>Shattereth the dropping clowds: Seas &s;well with waves,</L>
<L>The winds all hu&s;h'd; again, though <HI>Notus</HI> raves,</L>
<L>The Seas becalmed lie. Ships make their way</L>
<L>Again&s;t the wind, and ru&s;hing torrents &s;tay</L>
<L>Thrown from a precipice. Streams backward run:</L>
<L>Nor <HI>Nile</HI> o're flows the plains &s;corcht by the Sun.</L></Q>
<P>The&s;e places I have produced, to &s;hew what an opinion the an|tient Heathen had of Witches. I will onely add, that I find that the Tyrians had a cu&s;tom, to tie the Images of their gods with bands, le&s;t they &s;hould be called from them by the charms of their enemies, <HI>Alexand. ab Alex&punc; l</HI> 4. <HI>c</HI> 12. And &s;o &s;ubject were tho&s;e gods to the power of charms, that they were thereby compelled to come, nor could return back without licen&s;e obtained; <HI>Eu&s;eb&punc; de prae|par. Evang. l.</HI> 5. <HI>c.</HI> 8, <HI>&amp;</HI> 9. From this opinion aro&s;e that que&s;tion in Lucan, <HI>lib.</HI> 6. <HI>v.</HI> 492.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Quis labor hic &s;uperis cantus herba&s;que &s;equendi,</L>
<L>Spernedique timor? cujus commercia pacti</L>
<L>Ob&punc; rictos tenu&ecirc;re Deos? parere nece&s;&s;e e&s;t,</L>
<L>An juvat? ignota tantum pietate mere n'ur?.</L></Q>
<Q><L>What is it makes the fearfull gods forbear</L>
<L>To &s;corn both herbs and charms? whence comes this fear?</L>
<L>Doth &s;trong nece&s;&s;ity, or their own de&s;igne,</L>
<L>Or piety unknown, them thus incline?</L></Q>
<P>I &s;hall &s;ay more of this &s;ubject haply hereafter, when a more proper place &s;hall afford opportunity. But thus much at pre&s;ent, to &s;hew, that <HI>Chiron</HI> had rea&s;on to believe <HI>Thetis,</HI> when &s;he told him, that &s;he would make u&s;e of Magick for her &s;on's pre&s;ervation.</P>
<P N="166">166. <HI>The envious gods.]</HI> Our Poet is here thought to have no fur|ther aime, than to &s;et forth the prai&s;es of his <HI>Achilles,</HI> as if he de|&s;erved the envy of the gods. But I have ob&s;erved <HI>Statius</HI> to be a great imitator of <HI>Virgil,</HI> who was &s;till wont to omit no occa&s;ion of interweavning his Learning with his Poetry: wherein <HI>Macrobius</HI>
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&s;trongly ju&s;tifieth him. Since the&s;e words therefore will afford it, hold it not ami&s;&s;e to interpret them to the more learned &s;en&s;e.</P>
<P>There was a generall Tradition among the Heathen, That th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> gods envied any perfection or happine&s;&s;e in Mankind. This pro+ceeded from the Devill's policy, who from the beginning of th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> world endeavoured to repre&s;ent God env<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ous unto Man, in that h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> denied him the knowledge of good and evill; as <HI>Junius</HI> and <HI>Dioda<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> ob&s;erve on <HI>Gen.</HI> 3. Learned <HI>Merick Ca&s;aubon,</HI> in his <HI>Cau&s;e of tempora Evills,</HI> &s;aith, that <HI>Ari&s;totle</HI> &s;ets down this opinion, <HI>That God i</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>envious;</HI> but prote&s;teth agai<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t it, <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>It is not po&s;+&s;ible it &s;hould be &s;o;</HI> yet &s;aith, That if it were &s;o indeed, that the na|ture of God could be envious, that Envy mu&s;t needs con&s;i&s;t in hi|denying of men the happine&s;&s;e of certain knowledge and contem|plation. That impious Philo&s;opher <HI>Porphyrie,</HI> directly chargetl God with envy, for forbidding the Tree of Knowledge: Who is an|&s;wered by Greg. Nazianzen, <HI>Orat.</HI> 38. Such impious men perhaps take offence at <HI>Gen.</HI> 3. 22, 23. I forbear to produce further Te&s;ti|monies, to prove, there was &s;uch an opinion among the Heathen, I do not think them needfull; &s;ince it is certain, the Devill would let &s;lip no occa&s;ion of rai&s;ing prejudice again&s;t God, and charging him with his own c<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ime. <HI>Through envy of the Devill came death into the world,</HI> Wi&s;d. 2. 24. It was the Devil's envy that made Man lo&s;e Paradi&s;e, and not God, who placed him in it. Another rea&s;on why the gods were conceived to envy men, was, Becau&s;e all their pro&s;perity and happine&s;&s;e, is at length requited with cro&s;&s;es and calamity. Examples of &s;uch change are frequent in all times: Among all, &s;carce is there any more notable then that of the once-Great <HI>Pompey,</HI> flying alone after his overthrow in <HI>Phar&s;alia,</HI> Lucan. <HI>lib.</HI> 1. <HI>v.</HI> 28.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Sed longi poenas Fortuna favor is</L>
<L>Exigit &agrave; mi&s;ero, quae tanto pondere famae</L>
<L>Res premit adver&s;as, fati&s;que prioribus urget.</L>
<L>Nunc fe&s;tinatos nimi&ugrave;m fibi &s;entit honores,</L>
<L>Actaque lauriferae damnat Syllana juventae.</L>
<L>Nunc &amp; Corycias cla&s;&s;es &amp; Pontica &s;igna,</L>
<L>Dejectum, memini&s;se piget. Sic longius aevum</L>
<L>Destruit ingentes an<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">mos, &amp; vita &s;uper&s;tes</L>
<L>Imperio. Ni&s;i &s;umma dies cum fine bonorum</L>
<L>Affuit, &amp; celeri praevertit tri&s;tia leto,</L>
<L>Dedecori e&s;t fortuna prior. Qui&s;qu&aacute;mne &s;ecundis</L>
<L>Tradere &s;e fatis audet, ni&s;i morte parat&acirc;&punc;</L></Q>
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<L>But Fortune with her favour &s;till beguiles,</L>
<L>And with &s;ad woes pur&s;ues her former &s;miles.</L>
<L>His fame mo&s;t pre&s;&s;eth his declining &s;tate,</L>
<L>And former glories add unto the weight.</L>
<L>Too ha&s;ty now his early fame he found,</L>
<L>And blames tho&s;e wreaths with which his Youth was crown'd.</L>
<L>Of Pontick or Corycian Victories</L>
<L>Now when he thinks, his flaming blu&s;hes ri&s;e.</L>
<L>Thus greate&s;t minds con&s;uming Age de&s;troys,</L>
<L>And Life &s;urvives our Empires and our Joys.</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e life with tho&s;e joys together flow,</L>
<L>And a &s;wift fate prevent en&s;uing woe,</L>
<L>To Fortune Shame &s;ucceeds. In the be&s;t &s;tate</L>
<L>Let none confide, unle&s;&s;e prepar'd for Fate.</L></Q>
<P>Another in&s;tance of the mutability of Fortune, was that great Souldier, <HI>Hannibal;</HI> who&s;e prophetick &s;pirit was &s;en&s;ible of this, almo&s;t fatall, nece&s;&s;ity: as we may &s;ee in that incomparable &s;peech, which <HI>Livy</HI> maketh him &s;peak to <HI>Scipio;</HI> advi&s;ing <HI>not to tru&s;t the gods and Fortune too farre:</HI> telling him, that <HI>what</HI> Scipio <HI>was then, him&s;elf had been&punc; after the battels at Tra&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">emen<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> and Cannae;</HI> and that <HI>Fortune had never yet deceived him.</HI> Thus he &s;pake to move his ene|my to accept peace, conceiving no argument of more force, then the con&s;ideration of the vici&s;&s;itude of human affairs. And his words, though then &s;lighted, <HI>Scipio</HI> him&s;elfe afterwards found true, and had &s;ad experience, both of the incon&s;tancy of Fortune, and of the ingratitude of his Country. To the&s;e, I might adde the ex|amples of <HI>Marius, Cae&s;ar,</HI> and infinite others, out of the &s;tories of former times, with more prodigious ones of our own age; <HI>Habet has vices conditio mortalium,</HI> &s;aith <HI>Pliny</HI> in his excellent Ranegyrick, <HI>ut adver&s;a ex &s;ecundis, ex adver&s;is &s;ecunda na&s;cantur. Occultat utro|rumque &s;emina Deus; &amp; pletunque <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">norum malor<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">que cau&s;ae &s;ub diver|&s;a &s;pecie latent:</HI> <Q REND="inline margQuotes">The condition of mortalls, hath the&s;e changes, that adver&s;ity &s;hould &s;pring out of pro&s;perity, and pro&s;perity out of adver&s;ity. The &s;eeds of both, God concealeth; and for the mo&s;t part, the cau&s;es of good and evill, things lie hid under a different &s;pecies.</Q> <HI>Herodotus</HI> relateth, how <HI>Ama&s;is</HI> King of <HI>Aegypt,</HI> coun&s;elled his friend <HI>Polycrates,</HI> King of <HI>Samos, That he &s;hould inter|rupt the cour&s;e of his felicity, by casting quite away &s;omething that he held most dear, and the lo&s;se whereof would most afflict him.</HI> Plutarch, <HI>De con&s;ol. ad Apollonium,</HI> telleth us, that <HI>Theramenes,</HI> one of the thirty
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Tyrants at <HI>Athens,</HI> being at Supper wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">h many friends, the hou&s;e where they were, &s;uddenly fell down, and he onely e&s;caped. Many upon this, gave him the name of <HI>Happy:</HI> But he crying our, asked, For what &s;adder death Fortune had re&s;erved him? And indeed, the Torments he endured before his end, added him to the number of tho&s;e examples, which &s;erve to admoni&s;h pro&s;perous per&s;ons, of the uncertainty of their E&s;tate, <HI>Seneca, Troad. act.</HI> 2.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Violenta nemo imperia continuit diu:</L>
<L>Moderata durant. Qu&oacute;que fortuna altius</L>
<L>Evexit ac levavit humanas opes,</L>
<L>Hoc &s;e magis &s;upprimere felicem decet,</L>
<L>Vari&oacute;&s;que ca&s;us tremere, metuentem Deos</L>
<L>Nimi&ugrave;m faventes.</L></Q>
<Q><L>None violent Empires long enjoy &s;ecure:</L>
<L>They 're moderate conditions that endur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</L>
<L>When Fortune rai&s;eth to the greate&s;t height,</L>
<L>The happy man &s;hould mo&s;t &s;uppre&s;&s;e his &s;tate,</L>
<L>Ex&s;pecting &s;till a change of things to find,</L>
<L>And fearing when the gods appear too kind.</L></Q>
<P>It is an excellent Character, that <HI>Macrobius</HI> giveth of Fortitude, <HI>Tolerare fortiter vel adver&s;a vel pro&s;pera,</HI> To bear with courage, either adver&s;e or pro&s;perous Fortune, <HI>in Somn. Scipionis, l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 8. And perhaps, it may aime at our &s;en&s;e, In the be&s;t condition, without di&s;temper, to ex&s;pect the wor&s;t. This dreading <HI>invidiam Numinis,</HI> was the cau&s;e, why that mighty Emperour <HI>Augustus, u&s;ed once a year, Cavam manum a&s;&s;es porrigentibus praebere,</HI> as <HI>Su<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">tonius</HI> in his Life rela|teth, <HI>c.</HI> 91. <HI>To beg with his open, or hollow, hand;</HI> the mo&s;t oppro|brious way of begging. On which place, &s;ee learned <HI>Ca&s;aubon,</HI> gi|ving rea&s;ons from the generally received opinion, thus elegantly expre&s;&s;ed by <HI>Era&s;mus,</HI> in his <HI>Philodoxus, Saepe mecum admirari &s;ole<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;eu Fortunae &s;eu Naturae invidentiam, quae nihil omnino commodi largitur mortalibus quod non aliquo temperet incommodo, i. e.</HI> I have often won|dred with my &s;elf at the envy, either of Fortune or Nature, who ne|ver di&s;pen&s;e things convenient to mankind, which are not tempe|red with &s;ome inconvenience. For this <HI>Philip</HI> of <HI>Macedon,</HI> kept a Youth, who&s;e office was, every Morning thrice to &s;alute him thus, <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Philip, thou art a man, Aelian. var, hi&s;t. l.</HI> 8. <HI>c.</HI> 15. I will end all with a pa&s;&s;age of <HI>Diodorus Siculus, Biblioth. hist. lib.</HI> 3. Thus rendered by <HI>Merick Ca&s;aubon,</HI> in his Cau&s;e of e|vils,
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<HI>Neverthele&s;&s;e, God</HI> (<GAP DESC="foreign">) <HI>hath not afforded unto men any entire happine&s;&s;e, without &s;ome blemi&s;h or envy; but to the&s;e his ble&s;&s;ings he hath annexed &s;omewhat that is hurtfull, which might &s;erve to admoni&s;h them, who through continuance of worldly ble&s;&s;ings, are wont to grow into a contempt of the Gods.</HI> Whether our Poet had an eye to this opini|on, I cannot &s;ay; Certainly, his words &s;eem to look that way, and &s;o my di&s;cour&s;e is excu&s;ed from impertinency.</P>
<P N="195">195. <HI>Pholoe]</HI> A woody mountain of <HI>Arcadia,</HI> having a Town of its own name, <HI>Plin. l.</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 6.</P>
<P N="207">207. <HI>So tired Ca&s;tor.] Statius</HI> here compareth <HI>Achilles</HI> to <HI>Castor,</HI> who&s;e beauty he maketh as bright as his own &s;tarre. <HI>He</HI> and <HI>Pol|lux</HI> were the &s;ons of <HI>Tyndarus</HI> and <HI>Leda:</HI> And their amity was &s;o great, that they never differed either in matter of Power or Coun|&s;ell. For which <HI>Hyginus</HI> &s;aith, <HI>Jove</HI> tran&s;lated them into Stars; Servius in <HI>Aeneid.</HI> 6. &s;aith, that <HI>Helen</HI> and <HI>Pollux</HI> were begotten by <HI>Jupiter,</HI> in the &s;hape of a Swan, and from him, drew immorta|lity; but that <HI>Ca&s;tor</HI> was the &s;on of <HI>Tyndarus,</HI> and &s;o mortall: but by the extream kindne&s;&s;e of his brother, and the conce&s;&s;ion of <HI>Ju|piter,</HI> mortality and immortality, was equally divided betwixt them, <HI>Virgil, Aen.</HI> 6.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">Sic fratrem Pollux alterna morte redemit.</Q>
<P>The fable aro&s;e from the Stars, one whereof ever ri&s;eth at the &s;etting of the other, as if the fate and fall of one redeemed his fel|low; That the&s;e brethren were ever watchfull for the Roman Common-wealth, <HI>Valerius Maximus</HI> proveth by many examples, <HI>lib&punc;</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 8. Al&s;o <HI>Plutarch</HI> in the Life of <HI>Paulus Aemylius</HI> relateth their meeting of L. <HI>Domitius,</HI> and how they gave him in charge to make known to the <HI>Senate</HI> and people of <HI>Rome,</HI> that they were victo|rious; which as yet they were uncertain of: And then, (as <HI>Sueto|nius,</HI> in the beginning of <HI>Nero</HI>'s life writeth, though <HI>Plutarch</HI> men|tioneth it not) to evidence their Divinity, they changed his hair from Black to Red. And thence came the name of <HI>Aenobarbus,</HI> which continued to one of the greate&s;t families in <HI>Rome.</HI></P>
<P N="216">216.<HI>&mdash;Sings the acts of Heroes] Maturantius</HI> &s;aith, it was a cu&s;tom among the Greeks, to &s;ing the actions of famous per&s;ons; to the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">nd, that others might be inflamed to a generous imitation of them. So <HI>Scipio</HI> was excited to great atchievements, by gazing on Statues, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rected to the memory of renowed men. Mu&s;ick was ever much <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">onoured: <HI>Epaminondas,</HI> among other things was famous for it. <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">acobus Crucins, in lib. Annot.</HI> relateth out of <HI>Polybius,</HI> that the <HI>Ar|di<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ns</HI> generally in&s;tructed their youths in Mu&s;ick, and &s;aith, It
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was a cu&s;tom among the Grecians, to &s;ing the prai&s;es of their <HI>Genii, Heroes,</HI> and Gods. So <HI>Alexander ab Alexand o, l.</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 17. &s;aith, They were wont to &s;ing the prai&s;es of their gods, while the &s;a|crifice was in eating. And <HI>lib.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 25. having reckoned up many famous men that were excellent Mu&s;icians, he addeth that among the Greeks, <HI>Mu&s;ici, Vates,</HI> and <HI>Sapientes</HI> were in equall e&s;timation; And that, after Supper, the Harp was wont to be played on; Which when <HI>Themistocles</HI> refu&s;ed to take in hand, he was for that very cau&s;e, held the le&s;&s;e learned. He there al&s;o affirmeth, that the Ancienrs u&s;ed to chant out the Encomiums of renowned per|&s;ons. Thus our Poet &s;etteth forth <HI>Achilles,</HI> to have been in&s;truct|ed by <HI>Chiron,</HI> and now to give his Mother the u&s;uall entertainment after their Fea&s;t; And <HI>Homer</HI> telleth us, that he oft practiced this art at the &s;iege of <HI>Troy.</HI> Thus al&s;o, <HI>Dido</HI> entertaineth her gue&s;ts, <HI>Aeneas, Virg. Aen.</HI> 1.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Cithara crinitus Iopas</L>
<L>Per&s;onat aurata, docuit quae maximus Atlas.</L>
<L>Hic canit errantem Lunam, &s;oli&s;que labores;</L>
<L>&V;nde hominum genus &amp; pecudes, unde imber, &amp; ignes:</L>
<L>Arcturum, pluvi&aacute;&s;que Hyadas, gemin&oacute;&s;que Triones;</L>
<L>Quid tantum Oceano properent &s;e tingere <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">oles</L>
<L>Hiberni, vel quae tardis mora noctibus ob&s;tet.</L></Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;Hai<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">y Iopas then begun,</L>
<L>And on his Harp what <HI>Atlas</HI> taught he &s;ung;</L>
<L>The Moon's uncon&s;tant ways, and how the Sun</L>
<L>Performs his cour&s;e; whence men and bea&s;ts fir&s;t &s;prung;</L>
<L>The Bears, the Hyades, and Arcturus &s;ings,</L>
<L>The cau&s;e of &s;howers, and why heav'n lightning fl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ngs;</L>
<L>Why to the waves the Sun &s;hould take his flight</L>
<L>Sooner in Winter, and prolong the night.</L></Q>
<P N="219">219. <HI>The victories of Pollux.]</HI> The weapon by which <HI>Pollux</HI> was victorious, was much u&s;ed by the Antients, called <HI>Cae&s;ius;</HI> who&s;e de|&s;cription <HI>J. C. Scaliger</HI> thus giveth: <HI>At fir&s;t,</HI> (&s;aith he) <HI>the Greeks u&s;ed to fight with naked &s;i&s;ts. Pugnis addita lora ad munimentum, prop|terea qu&ograve;d nudi c&ugrave;m ferirent &s;ape plus damni acciperent qu&agrave;m facerent. Ea lora Graeco vocabulo</HI> CESTUS <HI>dicta</HI> (<GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>enim cinguluir.) Br<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">|via initio: mox, n&egrave; excu&s;&s;a exuerentur in ictibus, tum cubito tum humero alligabantur. Po&s;trem&ograve; ferrum plumbumque a&s;&s;utum est, &s;aevi&s;&s;imo &s;pectacu|lo. Cerebrum enim &amp; gattur facillim&egrave; elidebant. Idcirco aurium muni|menta</HI>
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<HI>induebant,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">. Thus he de&s;cribeth the <HI>Ca&s;tus</HI> to be a piece of a Leather, for the &s;afeguard of the hand, which, when naked, received oftentimes more damage by a blow, than it gave. Le&s;t this <HI>Cae&s;tus</HI> &s;hould be &s;haken off by &s;triking, it was fa&s;tned, not to the arm onely, but al&s;o to the &s;houlder. At the end of it was &s;ewed a ma&s;s of Iron or Lead, which rendred the combat a mo&s;t cruell &s;pectacle. Their very brains were oft da&s;hed out; for pre|vention whereof, they covered both their ears with defences. This character <HI>Fabricius</HI> al&s;o confirmeth, relating, that the form of this <HI>Caestus</HI> was to be &s;een in the hou&s;e of <HI>Peter <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">embus,</HI> when he lived at <HI>Padus. Fuerunt coria bubula,</HI> &s;aith he, <HI>quibus plumbum ferrumque in&s;utum e&s;t, articulis man&ucirc;s in volam <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lexae circundata; &amp;, ut pondus &s;ustinere ferientium manus valerent, brachi is alligata.</HI> And hence he believeth, the antient Germans took the u&s;e of the Gantlet, which they wore in war. The rea&s;on <HI>Fabricius</HI> giveth, why the <HI>Cae&s;tus</HI> were fa&s;tned to the arm, is, in my opinion, better then <HI>Scaliger's,</HI> That &s;o the hand might be &s;trengthned to bear the weight the better. This <HI>Fabricius</HI> writeth, on the Combat between <HI>Ente<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lus</HI> and <HI>Dares, Aen.</HI> 5. This Exerci&s;e, as <HI>Scaliger</HI> &s;aith, was at fir&s;t onely u&s;ed with bare fi&s;ts, and prizes propounded for it in the Olympick Games, <HI>Thucyd lib.</HI> 1. The invention of <HI>Cae&s;tus</HI> is a&s;cribed to <HI>Amycus, Clem. Alex. lib.</HI> 1. <HI>Strom</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> Amycus <HI>the Bebrycian King fir&s;t found out</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>lora pugilum,</HI> that is, the <HI>Caestus.</HI> Which very words, with others of <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lemens, Eu&s;ebius</HI> u&s;eth, <HI>De praep. Evang. l.</HI> 10. <HI>c.</HI> 5. Hence <HI>Statius</HI> here,
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;crudo quo Bebryca caestu</L>
<L>Obruerit Pollux.</L></Q>
<HI>i. e. Amycus,</HI> &s;o called from the place where he reigned, <HI>Bebrycia,</HI> which had its name from <HI>Bebryae,</HI> a King in the Pyrenaean Moun|tains, <HI>Sil. Ital. l.</HI> 3. Since, it was called <HI>Mygdonia;</HI> after that, <HI>Bi|thynia,</HI> from <HI>Bithynius,</HI> a King there, <HI>Strabo l.</HI> 7. <HI>&amp;.</HI> 12. <HI>Arianus</HI> gi|veth one of the daughters of <HI>Danaus</HI> this name, who, as well as her &s;i&s;ter <HI>Hyperinnestra,</HI> &s;pared her husband, contrary to her father's command, and flying with him into this Country, gave name to it; till fre&s;her merits de&s;troyed the memory of hers. There is a Vil|lage called <HI>Bebryacum,</HI> by <HI>Suetonius, in Othone,</HI> and by <HI>Tacitus, Anual.</HI> 18. &s;eated between <HI>Verona</HI> and <HI>Cremona.</HI> In the Lip&s;wick Edition it is called <HI>Bedriacum,</HI> by <HI>Jo&s;ephus</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, by <HI>Plutarch</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">. But by rea&s;on of the authority of <HI>Tacitus</HI> and <HI>Oro&s;ius, Jo&s;eph Scaliger</HI>
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&s;aith, <HI>Eanihil aliud &s;unt qu&aacute;m unum nomen multifari&agrave;m deprava<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">um.</HI> At this place <HI>Otho</HI> was ove<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">come by <HI>&V;itollius; &amp; &s;tatim,</HI> &s;aith Sue|tonius, <HI>moriendi impetum cepit.</HI> Yet then had he a re&s;erved Army, competent enough to have attempted, in another Battle, the re|covery of his Fortune; but he cho&s;e rather to let that be the certain advantage of his friends, to procure peace from <HI>&V;itellius,</HI> than by hazarding them to pull on all their ruines together. For which cau&s;e, <HI>Tacitus</HI> ju&s;tly &s;aith, <HI>Many enjoyed Empires longer, but none left them bravelier.</HI></P>
<P N="220">220. <HI>The monstrous Minotaur</HI> fam'd-The&s;eus <HI>&s;lew.]</HI> The Fable is thus; The Adultery of <HI>Mars</HI> and <HI>&V;enus</HI> being di&s;cern'd by the Sun's all &s;eeing eye, and by him di&s;covered to <HI>&V;ulcan,</HI> in a Net that he had made for the purpo&s;e, he caught the Lovers in their em|braces. Hereat <HI>&V;enus</HI> being enraged, ever after pur&s;ued the race of <HI>Phoebus</HI> with revenge, infecting them with prodigious pa&s;&s;ions. The fir&s;t that &s;uffered was <HI>Pa&s;iphae</HI> the wife of <HI>Minos;</HI> &s;he, being in love with a Bull, was by <HI>Daedalus</HI> h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s art inclo&s;ed in a Cow of wood, and &s;o received the horrid &s;atisfaction of her bea&s;tly Lover. And from that loath&s;ome embrace came the Minotaur. By this Queen, <HI>Minos</HI> had three children, <HI>Androgeos, Ariadne,</HI> and <HI>Phaedra. Androgeos,</HI> after many noble Victories, was at la&s;t &s;lain by the Athe|nians and Megarians. In revenge of his death, <HI>Minos</HI> having van|qui&s;hed the Athenians at Sea, impo&s;ed on them this puni&s;hment, that &s;even Youths, and as many Virgins, &s;hould every year be de|livered to be devoured by the Minotaur. But Eu&s;ebius, <HI>de praepar. Evang. l.</HI> 5. <HI>c.</HI> 19. layeth their death to <HI>Apollo</HI>'s charge, who&s;e Ora|cle directed the Athenians, to &s;end the Youths to be killed by <HI>Mi|nos,</HI> that the plague might be averted from them, which they &s;uf|fered for the death of <HI>Androgeos.</HI> In the third year of this impo&s;i|tion, <HI>Th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;eus</HI> &s;on of <HI>Aegeus</HI> was &s;ent. He, no le&s;s powerfull in per|&s;on then in forces, fir&s;t obtained a conque&s;t of the heart of <HI>Ariadne;</HI> and then, by her procurement, having got a thread from <HI>Daedalus</HI> to guide him, he found the way to the Minotaur in the Labyrinth, and &s;lew him; and having &s;o done, he fled away with <HI>Ariadne.</HI> Then <HI>Minos</HI> finding, or &s;u&s;pecting, that <HI>Daedalus,</HI> who made the Labyrinth, had a&s;&s;i&s;ted <HI>The&s;eus,</HI> enclo&s;ed both him and his &s;on <HI>Ica|rus</HI> therein. But <HI>Daedalus</HI> procuring wax and feathers, with other materialls, from his Keepers, under pretence of pre&s;enting &s;ome|thing rare to the King, made Wings, with which him&s;elf and his &s;on &s;lew away. But the ra&s;h Youth, contrary to his Father's in&s;tru|ctions, &s;oaring too high, melted his wings again&s;t the Sun, and fell into that Sea, which beareth his name, <HI>Ovid. de arte lib.</HI> 2. <HI>&amp; Metam.</HI>
<PB N="208" REF="114">
<HI>lib.</HI> 8. The place his father alighted fir&s;t upon, was <HI>Cumae;</HI> Where, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> the gates of <HI>Apollo</HI>'s Temple, he engraved this &s;torie, omitting <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ot<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ing but the rate of <HI>Icarus, &V;irg. Aen.</HI> 6.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Tu quoque magnam</L>
<L>Partem opere in tanto, &s;ineret dolor, <HI>Icare,</HI> haberes.</L>
<L><HI>Bis conatus erat ca&s;us eDffingere in auro;</HI></L>
<L>Bis patriae cecidere manus.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Thou al&s;o, <HI>Icarus,</HI> had&s;t had a part</L>
<L>In this, had grief giv'n freedom to his art.</L>
<L>Twice he attempted thy hard fate to paint;</L>
<L>Twice thy concerned father's hand did faint.</L></Q>
<P>Some hold, this Fable was invented to &s;hadow a true &s;torie, and hat <HI>Pa&s;iphae</HI> being in love with <HI>Taurus,</HI> Captain of the Guard to <HI>Minos,</HI> lay with him in <HI>Daedalus</HI>'s hou&s;e; and &s;he bringing forth <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">wins, the mockery made up the Minotaur. The Fable was more l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">wdly pre&s;ented by <HI>Nero:</HI> In relating whereof, <HI>Suetonius,</HI> as <HI>Bero|aldus</HI> noteth, u&s;eth words, that &s;eem to credit Bea&s;ts having copu|lation with Women; again&s;t which we read a Law, <HI>Levit.</HI> 20. 16. which &s;heweth the probability of it. Be&s;ides, if it be po&s;&s;ible, we need no farther proof than the un&s;atiable nature of &s;ome women. Nor would any doubt, that <HI>Me&s;&s;alina</HI> the la&s;civious Empre&s;&s;e would have &s;crupled at &s;uch an act, if her fancy had but directed her to it. <HI>Juvenal. Sat.</HI> 6.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;<HI>Claudius</HI> audi</L>
<L>Quae tulerit. Dormire virum c&ugrave;m &s;en&s;erat uxor,</L>
<L>Au&s;a Palatino tegetem praeferre cubi i,</L>
<L>Sumere nocturnos meretrix Augu&s;ta cucullos;</L>
<L>Linquebat comite ancilla non ampli&ugrave;s una:</L>
<L>Sed nigrum flavo crinem ab&s;condente galero,</L>
<L>Intravit calidum veteri centone lupanar,</L>
<L>Et c<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">llam vacuam, atque &s;uam. tunc nuda papillis</L>
<L>Pro&s;titit a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ratis, titulum mentita Lyci&s;cae,</L>
<L>O&s;tenditque tuum, genero&s;e Britannice, ventrem.</L>
<L>Excepit blanda intrantes, atque aera popo&s;cit&punc;</L>
<L>Mox l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">none &s;uas jam dimittente puell<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</L>
<L>Tri&s;tis abit: &s;ed, quod potuit, tamen ultima cellam</L>
<L>Clau&s;it, adhuc ardens rigidae tentigine vulvae,</L>
<L>Et la&s;&s;ata viris, necdum &s;atiata rec &s;&s;it.</L></Q>
<Q><PB N="193" REF="114">
<L>&mdash;For hear what <HI>Claudius</HI> doth endure:</L>
<L>Whom whil&s;t his wife believes in &s;leep &s;ecure,</L>
<L>She did prefer before a Princely Bed</L>
<L>The Bawdy-hou&s;e's &s;moaky-coverlid.</L>
<L>Th' Emperiall Whore di&s;guis'd from being known,</L>
<L>With Night and Scarfs goes with one Maid alone;</L>
<L>A yellow Periwig her &s;warthy hairs</L>
<L>Conceals, and &s;he to th' Bawdy-hou&s;e repairs;</L>
<L>Which from the new-employed bed a fume</L>
<L>Retains. Po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ing the then emptied room</L>
<L>She rich adorn'd with naked brea&s;ts appears.</L>
<L><HI>Lyci&s;ca</HI>'s name the lying entrance bears.</L>
<L>There, great <HI>Britannicus,</HI> thy belly's &s;hown.</L>
<L>With a la&s;civious kindne&s;&s;e every one</L>
<L>She meets, and asks her hire. When all the Whores.</L>
<L>The Bawd &s;ends home, hers la&s;t of all the doors</L>
<L>Was &s;hut. She burning with unquenched fires,</L>
<L>And toil'd with men, not &s;atisfi'd, retires.</L></Q>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="2" TYPE="book">
<PB REF="115">
<PB N="211" REF="115">
<HEAD>The Second BOOK.</HEAD>
<DIV2 TYPE="body of book">
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L><HI>Thetis</HI> at la&s;t, though long delay'd by fears,</L>
<L>Through the calm waves her dear <HI>Achilles</HI> bears.</L>
<L>Love &s;hews an object to enflame his eyes:</L>
<L>The King receives him hid in a di&s;gui&s;e.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>_BUt <HI>Thetis,</HI> in the night leaving the caves,</L>
<L>Stood where the Rocks &s;ent Ecchoes from the waves.</L>
<L>And in her unre&s;olved phancy weigh'd,</L>
<L>To what &s;afe place her Son might be convey'd.</L>
<L N="5">She fears, where <HI>Mars</HI> was born, th' adjacent Thrace;</L>
<L>And dreads the warlike <HI>Macedonian</HI> race.</L>
<L>Fam'd<HI>-Athens</HI> too her doubting phancies fear,</L>
<L>With <HI>Se&s;tos</HI> and <HI>Abydos,</HI> which appear</L>
<L>Too aptly plac'd for &s;hips. For tho&s;e lov'd Seas</L>
<L>She now re&s;olves crown'd by the <HI>Cyclades.</HI></L>
<L N="10">Nor <HI>Myconos,</HI> nor <HI>Seriphos</HI> pleas'd her mind,</L>
<L><HI>Delos,</HI> nor <HI>Lemnos</HI> unto men unkind.</L>
<L><PB N="196" REF="116">
By <HI>Lycomedes</HI> Court, &s;he lately &s;tay'd,</L>
<L>And heard the &s;hores &s;ound while the Virgins play'd.</L>
<L N="15">As &s;he was &s;ent to view <HI>Aegaeon's</HI> bands,</L>
<L>Who &s;trove to loo&s;e his hundred-fettered-hands.</L>
<L>This Land, where quarrels no di&s;turbance wrought,</L>
<L>The much di&s;tracted <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;afe&s;t thought:</L>
<L>Like a poor Bird, with wavering phan&s;ies pre&s;t,</L>
<L N="20">That dares not choo&s;e a branch to build her ne&s;t.</L>
<L>Le&s;t it her brood, &s;hould unto &s;torms, or &s;nakes,</L>
<L>Or men expo&s;e; at length &s;he likes and takes.</L>
<L>So <HI>Thetis</HI> on the place re&s;olv'd, prepares</L>
<L>To go, but is a&s;&s;aulted with new cares;</L>
<L N="25">Whether her &s;on &s;hould in her brea&s;t be laid,</L>
<L>Or through the waves born by a Triton's aid.</L>
<L>Or to the winged winds, his waftage owe,</L>
<L>Or unto <HI>Iris</HI> Ocean-nouri&s;h'd bow;</L>
<L>At la&s;t two Dolphines &s;he was pleas'd to rain,</L>
<L N="30">Which by great <HI>Tethys,</HI> in th' Atlantick main,</L>
<L>For her were bred. The va&s;t unfathom'd flood,</L>
<L>Bore nothing el&s;e in all its &s;caly brood,</L>
<L>So &s;wift, &s;o kind to men; At her command</L>
<L>The&s;e &s;taid in waves, lea&s;t injur'd by the Land.</L>
<L N="35">The &s;leepy Youth, (for youth may &s;oundly &s;leep)</L>
<L>She from th' <HI>Aemonian</HI> cave, bears to the Deep.</L>
<L>The waves and winds becalmed her de&s;ignes</L>
<L>A&s;&s;i&s;t, and <HI>Cynthia</HI> in full lu&s;tre &s;hines.</L>
<L>For his return the Centaur following pray'd;</L>
<L N="40">Of wav<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s he knew, he need not be afraid.</L>
<L><PB N="197" REF="116">
O're-flowing tears, fall from his gazing eyes,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t they upon the rouling billows ri&s;e</L>
<L>Now almo&s;t out of &s;ight; yet &s;till he gaz'd:</L>
<L>And when with waves they &s;unk, him&s;elfe he rais'd</L>
<L N="45">Upon his hinder parts, till the waves quite</L>
<L>Had &s;wallow'd all impre&s;&s;ions of their flight.</L>
<L>Him that to <HI>The&s;&s;aly</HI> mu&s;t ne'er return,</L>
<L>Sad <HI>Pholoe,</HI> and the clouded <HI>Othrys</HI> mourn:</L>
<L><HI>Sperchios</HI> &s;treams, no more with joy &s;well high;</L>
<L N="50">And <HI>Chirons</HI> den now wanteth harmony.</L>
<L>The Fauns ament his lo&s;&s;e; the Nymphs begin</L>
<L>To mourn their pa&s;&s;ion's hope, ravi&s;h'd with him.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And now the Stars begin to take their flight,</L>
<L>At the approach of <HI>Titan's</HI> radiant light.</L>
<L N="55">Which from the Ocean ro&s;e; who&s;e drops like dew,</L>
<L>Back to its waves the ri&s;ing Chariot threw.</L>
<L>But <HI>Thetis</HI> long before, to <HI>Scyros</HI> came,</L>
<L>And gave her Dolphines liberty again;</L>
<L>When &s;leep for&s;ook refre&s;h'd <HI>Aeacides:</HI></L>
<L N="60">His eyes &s;aluted by the light, and Seas.</L>
<L>To him unknown, for <HI>Pelion</HI> all amaz'd</L>
<L>He look'd, and on his doubted Mother gaz'd.</L>
<L>Who takes him by the hand, with words thus kind,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Dear child, if he that &s;ure was once de&s;ign'd,</HI></L>
<L N="65"><HI>Had &s;har'd my marriage-bed, thou hadst been plac'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>With Stars, for ever there by me embrac'd:</HI></L>
<L><PB N="214" REF="117">
<HI>Heav'n had been then thy due inheritance,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor had I fear'd the le&s;&s;er Yates or Chance.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But now thy Father's mortall, there can be</HI></L>
<L N="70"><HI>No way for thee to &s;cape death but by me;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And now the &s;ad and fat all time draws near,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e dangers are the cau&s;e of all myfear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Forget a while thy Sexe's honour then,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor this &s;afe habit which I wear contemn.</HI></L>
<L N="75"><HI>If</HI> Hercules <HI>thus learnt to &s;pin, and round</HI></L>
<L><HI>A javeline bore with winding Ivy crown'd;</HI></L>
<L><HI>If</HI> Bacchus <HI>in the&s;e Ornaments was dre&s;s'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And</HI> Jove <HI>him&s;elf, nor</HI> Ceneus <HI>mind depre&s;s'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thereby; then &s;uffer thus at my de&s;ire,</HI></L>
<L N="80"><HI>Th' appointed time Fate threatneth to ex&s;pire.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then I'le restore thee to the Centaur's cave.</HI></L>
<L><HI>By all the joyes and glory youth can have,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I do conjure thee now. If I for thee</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shar'd with a Mortall my Divinity?</HI></L>
<L N="85"><HI>If by the Stygian arming waves I stood,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And dip'd (I wi&s;h, all o're) thee in the flood:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Suffer thy&s;elfe thus now to be conceal'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The mind's not hurt with what the body's heal'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Why do&s;t thou frown, and turn away thy face?</HI></L>
<L N="90"><HI>Need&s;t thou to blu&s;h? Is gentlene&s;&s;e di&s;grace?</HI></L>
<L><HI>By our known &s;treams, I do a&s;&s;ure thee too,</HI></L>
<L>Chiron, <HI>nor doth, nor &s;hall know what we doo.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His brea&s;t in vain &s;he tries, where rougher &s;eeds</L>
<L>Were &s;own, and &s;tories of his Father's deeds:</L>
<L N="95">Thus a proud hor&s;e, with vigorous blood inflam'd,</L>
<L>And heat of youth, contemneth to be tam'd.</L>
<L><PB N="215" REF="117">
But doth through fields, and unto rivers flie,</L>
<L>O'rejoy'd with his affected liberty:</L>
<L>He &s;corns to yield to the re&s;training Bitt,</L>
<L N="100">And wondreth at his fellows that &s;ubmit.</L>
<L>What God with craft in&s;pir'd the Mother's mind,</L>
<L>And unto &s;oftne&s;&s;e her rough Son inclin'd?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>By chance to <HI>Pallas,</HI> on the &s;hore that day,</L>
<L>The Syrians did their &s;acred offerings pay.</L>
<L N="105">Hither the King, with his fair daughters came,</L>
<L>(Though &s;eldome &s;een) unto the holy flame.</L>
<L>The image of the rigid <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">Pallas.</NOTE> Pow'r they crown'd</L>
<L>With fragrant wreaths, her &s;pear with garlands bound;</L>
<L>All wrondrous fair. Their youthfull blo&s;&s;oms grew,</L>
<L N="110">Now like ripe fruit, as fit for gathering too.</L>
<L>But as the Sea-nymphs are by <HI>Venus</HI> looks</L>
<L>Excell'd, by <HI>Cynthia's</HI> tho&s;e of le&s;&s;er brooks;</L>
<L>So from her Si&s;ters, &s;uch lov'd victories</L>
<L>Were challenged by bright <HI>Deidamia's</HI> eyes.</L>
<L N="115">Her ro&s;y looks did vanqui&s;h'd Jewels &s;hame,</L>
<L>And on her purple garments threw a flame;</L>
<L>She might compare with <HI>Pallas,</HI> when &s;he takes</L>
<L>Her gentle&s;t looks, and layes a&s;ide her &s;nakes.</L>
<L>At this fair Object, the fierce Youth remains</L>
<L N="120">Fix't like a Statue, and receiv'd Love's flames.</L>
<L>Nor would th' in&s;ulting pa&s;&s;ion be conceal'd:</L>
<L>His &s;parkling eyes the inward fire reveal'd.</L>
<L>Like the <HI>Ma&s;&s;agetans</HI> red liquor mixt</L>
<L>With milk, or purple &s;tains on ivory fixt;</L>
<L N="125"><PB N="200" REF="118">
Such mixture his new kindled pa&s;&s;ions bred:</L>
<L>His cheeks now pale, but &s;traight with blu&s;hing red.</L>
<L>At length, not brooking to be &s;o delay'd,</L>
<L>Th' advancing Youth was by his Mother &s;tay'd:</L>
<L>Like a young Bull, to rule the herd de&s;ign'd,</L>
<L N="130">His horns not yet with full perfection twin'd;</L>
<L>When Love fir&s;t kindleth in his &s;avage brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Tho&s;e ruder pa&s;&s;ions for &s;ome &s;nowy bea&s;t;</L>
<L>He &s;omes at mouth, while&s;t th' ex&s;pecting &s;wains,</L>
<L>Joy at the certain witne&s;&s;e of his flames.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="135">His knowing Mother, finding the fit time,</L>
<L>Was now, thus &s;aid; <HI>Canst thou, dear Son, re|pine</HI></L>
<L><HI>With this fair crue, to &s;hare unknown delights?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can</HI> Pelion, <HI>or cold</HI> O&s;&s;a, <HI>&s;hew &s;uch &s;ights?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Oh that my cares were thine! that thou would'&s;t give</HI></L>
<L N="140"><HI>A young</HI> Achilles <HI>in mine arms to live!</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At this, with blu&s;hes gentler he remain'd:</L>
<L>And though he yielded, yet &s;he &s;till con&s;train'd.</L>
<L>A womans dre&s;&s;e, doth now the youth enclo&s;e,</L>
<L>And his &s;trong arms, he learns how to compo&s;e.</L>
<L N="145">His hair's not now neglected as before:</L>
<L>And on his neck, &s;he hangs the chain &s;he wore.</L>
<L>Within rich robes, his &s;teps confined now</L>
<L>Move in a gentler pace; and he's taught how</L>
<L>To &s;peak with a re&s;erved mode&s;ty,</L>
<L N="150">Thus changing Wax, which nimble fingers plie,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t rendered &s;oft by active heat, inclines</L>
<L>Unto that form the workman's hand de&s;ignes.</L>
<L><PB N="201" REF="118">
So <HI>Thetis</HI> to another &s;hape convey'd</L>
<L>Her Son. Nor needed &s;he to what &s;he &s;aid,</L>
<L N="155">Have added more: For in his beauty too,</L>
<L>All things appear'd, which to the &s;ex were due.</L>
<L>Yet as they went along, &s;he &s;till renews</L>
<L>Her words, and her in&s;tructions thus pur&s;ues;</L>
<L>Dear Child, in gentle looks compo&s;e thy face,</L>
<L N="160">And imitate each motion, and each grace.</L>
<L>Thou &s;ee&s;t the&s;e beauties wear, or el&s;e I fear,</L>
<L>Unto the King our cou&s;'nage, may appear.</L>
<L>This &s;aid, &s;till as they go &s;ome Ornament</L>
<L>Her bu&s;ie fingers mend. Thus <HI>Cynthia</HI> went</L>
<L N="165">From hunting with her Mother; toil'd with &s;port,</L>
<L>And with her quiver, to her Father's Court;</L>
<L>Her arms now hid, her garments lo&s;ely flow'd,</L>
<L>And in a better form her hair be&s;tow'd.</L>
<L>Then to the King, her Son the godde&s;&s;e brings,</L>
<L N="170">And thus, the Altars witne&s;&s;ing, begins.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Receive</HI> Achilles <HI>Si&s;ter, as thy gue&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are not her Brothers looks in hers expre&s;&s;'d?</HI></L>
<L><HI>She in her quiver, and her bow delights,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And, like the Amazons, &s;corns marriage-rites.</HI></L>
<L N="175">Achilles <HI>is enough to be enjoy'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>By me: Let this in the&s;e rites be employ'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let thy be&s;t care of her allay my fears,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Errors are incident to tender years.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let her not rove the woods, nor Gymnick game</HI></L>
<L N="180"><HI>Frequent, le&s;t with her cloathes &s;he put off &s;hame.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let her &s;till live with this fair company,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor ever let thy &s;hores unguarded lie.</HI></L>
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<HI>Thou &s;aw'&s;t the Trojans lately, without cau&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Did violate the world's ob&s;erved Laws.</HI></L>
<L N="185">This &s;aid, the unknown Youth the King re|ceives,</L>
<L>(Who finds out fraud when 'tis a God de|ceives?)</L>
<L>And further, rendreth all his thanks as ju&s;t</L>
<L>To her, who thought him worthy &s;uch a tru&s;t.</L>
<L>The pious troup, with fixed eyes amaz'd</L>
<L N="190">Upon his beauty, and proportion gaz'd</L>
<L>So much excelling others, then invites</L>
<L>Their company unto their &s;acred rites.</L>
<L>So the Idalian birds, that nimbly flye</L>
<L>Through yielding air, in a known company.</L>
<L N="195">If to the flock, a &s;tranger joyn his wings,</L>
<L>He with him&s;elf an admiration brings:</L>
<L>At la&s;t acquainted all with joy, receave</L>
<L>The &s;tranger, and the aire together cleave.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The lingring Mother, &s;till yet loth to part,</L>
<L N="200">Now takes her leave, repeating all the art</L>
<L>She taught before, and what &s;he more could tell,</L>
<L>And with her whi&s;pered wi&s;hes bids Farewell;</L>
<L>Then takes the waves: her looks &s;till backward bends,</L>
<L>And to the &s;hore, the&s;e gentle wi&s;hes &s;ends.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="205"><HI>Dear earth, which hold'&s;t my deare&s;t joy, to thee</HI></L>
<L><HI>Committed with a fearfull &s;ubtilty;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be ever happy and in &s;ilence ju&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>To me, as Creet to</HI> Rhea <HI>in her tru&s;t:</HI></L>
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<HI>Long may thy glories la&s;t, and may thy name</HI></L>
<L N="210"><HI>Grow greater then the wandring</HI> Delos <HI>fame:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Le&s;&s;e hurt by &s;torms, then all the</HI> Cyclades,</L>
<L><HI>That break the billows of th' Aegean &s;eas.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let thy name be the Sailer's &s;acred vow:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet to thy &s;hores no Grecian &s;hips allow.</HI></L>
<L N="215"><HI>Tell Fame, with thee no warlike &s;pears are found,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But headle&s;&s;e ones with Ivy-garlands Crown'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Whil&s;t</HI> Mars, <HI>the parted Worlds, &s;uch rage doth give,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Here let</HI> Achilles <HI>like a Virgin live.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="notes">
<HEAD>ANNOTATIONS on the II Book of <HI>STATIUS</HI> his <HI>ACHILLEIS.</HI></HEAD>
<P N="5">5. <HI>THrace.] Thetis</HI> con&s;idering with her &s;elf, whither &s;he might with mo&s;t &s;afety convey her Son, in the fir&s;t place feared <HI>Thrace,</HI> conceiving that it would be an ha&s;tening of his de&s;tiny, to commit him to that war|lick people; Who&s;e Country received its name from the &s;on of <HI>Mars;</HI> or, as <HI>Stephanus</HI> &s;aith, <HI>&agrave; regionis a&s;peritate, quam</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Graeci appellant.</HI> So <HI>Pomponius</HI> witne&s;&s;eth, that this Region is obli|ged neither by aire nor &s;oil, e&s;pecially near the Sea. The roughne&s;&s;e of the place wrought a like di&s;po&s;ition in the Inhabitants: And hence haply it is &s;aid, that <HI>Mars</HI> was here nouri&s;hed. It is confined on the We&s;t by <HI>Macedonia,</HI> and the River <HI>Ne&s;&s;us,</HI> as <HI>Ptolomy;</HI> but by <HI>Strymon,</HI> as <HI>Plinie</HI> &s;aith. See <HI>Thucydides, lib.</HI> 2.</P>
<P N="6">6. <HI>The Warlick Macedonian race.] Macedonia</HI> bordereth on <HI>Thrace, Epirus&punc; Illyris,</HI> and <HI>The&s;&s;alie;</HI> &s;o called from <HI>Macedo,</HI> &s;on of <HI>O&s;iris,</HI> or (as <HI>Stephanus</HI> and <HI>Solinus)</HI> of <HI>Jupiter</HI> and <HI>Thyria,</HI> daughter of <HI>Deuca|lion.</HI> Thucydides, <HI>lib.</HI> 2. prai&s;eth them for an hardy and warlick people: But <HI>Statius</HI> had more rea&s;on to give them that character, as living after <HI>Alexander</HI> the Great's time, who&s;e Victories were that Nation's greate&s;t glorie. In their <HI>Militia,</HI> the Phalanx had the pre-eminence. This <HI>Nero</HI> imitated, <HI>Sueton. Nerone, ubi vide Ca|&s;aubonum.</HI>
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This &s;teady Band con&s;i&s;ted all of tall and able Souldiers, &s;ix foot high, or thereabouts, and <GAP DESC="foreign">, as <HI>Suidas</HI> &s;aith, <HI>of equall age.</HI> The like policy the Turk u&s;eth in the choice of his Janizaries, and with no le&s;&s;e &s;ucce&s;&s;e.</P>
<P N="7">7. <HI>Athens.]</HI> This place al&s;o the godde&s;&s;e held not &s;afe to tru&s;t <HI>Achilles</HI> in, by rea&s;on perhaps of the great confluence of &s;trangers thither, it being the mo&s;t famous City in all <HI>Greece,</HI> &s;cated in <HI>Attica,</HI> about forty furlongs from the Sea, as Strabo, <HI>lib.</HI> 9. Thucydides, <HI>lib.</HI> 2 &s;aith, It was at its greate&s;t height in the time of <HI>Pericles.</HI> It was the Mother of many Philo&s;ophers, and Orators, and Poets, and (as <HI>Tullie</HI> &s;tyleth it) the Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e of all human Sciences. But in the time of <HI>Syne&s;ius,</HI> it retained no &s;uch excellency, <HI>Epi&s;t.</HI> 135. It was called <HI>Cecropia,</HI> from <HI>Cecrops</HI> who fir&s;t built it, and reigned in it; afterwards <HI>Mop&s;opia,</HI> from <HI>Mop&s;us;</HI> la&s;tly, <HI>Athens,</HI> from <HI>Minerva,</HI> whom the Greeks call <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>qua&s;i</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, becau&s;e &s;he never &s;ucked the brea&s;t, nor had need to do it; at her fir&s;t &s;pringing from <HI>Jove</HI>'s brain, being not an Infant, but a mature <HI>Virago,</HI> of full &s;ta|t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">re and &s;trength. To this derivation, <HI>Cael. Rhodiginus</HI> a&s;&s;enteth, <HI>lib.</HI> 14. <HI>c.</HI> 18. Macrobius, <HI>Saturnal. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 17. &s;aith, It was the opinion of <HI>Porphyrie,</HI> that <HI>Minerva was the vertue of the Sun, which infu&s;eth prudence into the minds of men. For therefore is this godde&s;&s;e &s;aid to have i&s;&s;ued from the head of</HI> Jupiter; <HI>that is, Wi&s;dom commeth from the high|est part of Heaven, whence the Sun hath its Originall.</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> al&s;o, which &s;ignifyeth <HI>not-<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ffeminate,</HI> or <HI>manly,</HI> doth not onely come near to the name, but al&s;o agreeth with the nature of this godde&s;&s;e, who was &s;till pictured in a warlick po&s;ture, with an Helmet, a Spear, and a Shield, and &s;aid to have a great &s;troke in all actions of War, which ever depend upon Wi&s;dom. This was the chief plea that <HI>&V;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">y&s;&s;es</HI> u&s;ed again&s;t <HI>Ajax,</HI> when they &s;trove for <HI>Achilles</HI>'s Armour, That <HI>Ajax</HI> his valour had been u&s;ele&s;s, without <HI>&V;ly&s;&s;es</HI>'s policy to direct it, <HI>Ovid. Metam. lib.</HI> 13.</P>
<P N="11">11. <HI>Myconos.]</HI> One of the Cyclades, under which the Poets feign tho&s;e Giants to have been buried, that were &s;lain by <HI>Hercules.</HI> The Inhabitants are &s;aid to have been &s;o &s;ubject to baldne&s;&s;e, that a bald man was wont proverbially to be called a <HI>Myconian: Plin. l.</HI> 11. <HI>c.</HI> 37.</P>
<P>&para; <HI>Seriphos.]</HI> The Poet giveth it the epithet <HI>humilis,</HI> haply by rea&s;on of its &s;mall compa&s;&s;e, which is but twelve miles, as <HI>Plinie</HI> &s;aith. So <HI>Juvenal,&mdash;parv&acirc;que Seripho, Sat.</HI> 10. The whole world, he &s;aith, was not wide enough for the young man of <HI>Pella,</HI> (&s;o he calleth <HI>Alexander</HI> the Great) but when he had it all to turn him in he found him&s;elf pittifully &s;traitned for want of room, like one
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cooped up in little <HI>Seriphos.</HI> The people of this I&s;le <HI>Per&s;eus</HI> tran&s;|formed into &s;tones, by &s;hewing them his <HI>Gorgon</HI>'s head, to revenge his forced mother. Yet long before, <HI>Acri&s;ius</HI> having thrown his mo|ther <HI>Danae</HI> and him into the Sea, they were ca&s;t upon this I&s;land, and taken up by a fi&s;her-man, and here pre&s;erved.</P>
<P N="12">12. <HI>Delos.]</HI> This was placed in the middle of the Cyclades, and mo&s;t famous of them all, by rea&s;on of <HI>Apollo</HI>'s Oracle there, con&s;ul|ted from mo&s;t parts of the world. The Fable of its fir&s;t becomming firm land, &s;ee in Plinie, <HI>lib.</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 12. Strabo, <HI>lib.</HI> 10. and Servius, <HI>in Virg. Aen.</HI> 3. who relate, that it fir&s;t appeared to receive the burden of <HI>Latona,</HI> who was here delivered of <HI>Apollo</HI> and <HI>Diana&punc;</HI> It hath its name from <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>manife&s;tus, per&s;picuus, Macrob. Saturnal. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 17. being &s;aid to have ri&s;en up on a &s;udden above the waves. Some think it worthy of this name from its Oracles; I wonder why, for they were &s;eldome manife&s;t. But Servius, and Alexander <HI>ab Alex. l.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 2. &s;ay, The Oracle here was clear, when all others were ob&s;cure. After this I&s;land had appeared, it continued for &s;ome time loo&s;e, and floated up and down, untill at la&s;t it was fixed by <HI>Diana. Seneca Agamemnone act.</HI> 2. <HI>Chor.</HI>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Tu maternam</L>
<L>Si&s;tere <HI>Delon,</HI> Lucina, jubes</L>
<L>Hue atque illuc pri&ugrave;s errantem</L>
<L>Cyclada ventis. Nunc jam stabilis</L>
<L>Fixa terras radice tenet.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Thou did&s;t thy mother's <HI>Delos</HI> bind,</L>
<L>Wandring before, drove by the wind</L>
<L>Among the Cyclades: Now it &s;tands</L>
<L>Fix'd to the earth with rooted bands.</L></Q>
Servius <HI>in Aen.</HI> 3. &s;aith, The truth is, that <HI>Delos</HI> being &s;haken by a con&s;tant Earth-quake, the Inhabitants petitioning <HI>Apollo</HI> that they might be freed from it, were enjoyned thence-forward to bury none in the I&s;land. And Alexander ab Alex. <HI>lib.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 2. writeth, That all &s;uch as were near dying, and all women ready to be de|livered, were carried over to the I&s;land <HI>Rhene.</HI> Thucydides <HI>lib.</HI> 3. &s;aith, That when <HI>Delos</HI> was totally hallowed by the Athenians, <HI>(Pi&s;istratus</HI> the Tyrant having before hallowed as much as was within the pro&s;pect of the Temple) they took away all the Se|pulchers, and made an Edict, That none &s;hould either be born or bu|ried there for the future; but when any were near the time for either,
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they &s;hould be removed into <HI>Rhe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e.</HI> In the di&s;pute between <HI>Pau&s;a|nias</HI> and the Athenians, about Title to this I&s;land, the Athenians alledging this Edict of theirs, <HI>Pau&s;anias</HI> wittily demanded, How it could be their I&s;land, &s;eeing none of them had either been born or buried in it, <HI>Plutarch in Apophth. Rhene</HI> is &s;o near to it, that when it was won by <HI>Polycrates,</HI> he dedicated it to <HI>Apollo,</HI> and tied it to <HI>Delos</HI> with a chain. Divers Games were here celebrated, as <HI>Thucydides</HI> affirmeth, and <HI>Homer, Hymno in Apollinem;</HI> who ending their prai&s;es, thus al&s;o leaveth his own, <HI>ver&s;.</HI> 165.</P>
<Q><L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign"></L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign"></L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign"></L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">;</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Let <HI>Phoebus</HI> and <HI>Diana</HI>'s kindne&s;&s;e dwell</L>
<L>Still here: And now to every one Farewel.</L>
<L>But yet remember when I leave this land,</L>
<L>And among all &s;ome pilgrim &s;hall demand,</L>
<L>Who was't, O Virgins, that with harmony</L>
<L>Could most affect your charmed ears? Reply</L>
<L>With one con&s;ent, and thus my prai&s;es tell,</L>
<L>A Poet blind, in <HI>Chios</HI> who doth dwell.</L></Q>
<P><HI>Lemnos unto men unkind.]</HI> This is an I&s;land in the Aegean Sea, called <HI>Ardens</HI> by <HI>Seneca, Herc. Oet. v.</HI> 1362. It is de&s;cribed by Va|lerius Flaccus, <HI>Argonaut. lib.</HI> 2. Here Cicero, <HI>de natura deprum,</HI> placeth <HI>Vulcan</HI>'s Forge. Statius, <HI>Thebaidos l.</HI> 5.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Aeg<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o premitur circum&s;tua Nereo</L>
<L>Lemnos, ubi igni&s;era fe&s;&s;us re&s;pirat ab Aetna</L>
<L>Mulciber.</L></Q>
<Q><L>To Lemnos in th' Aegean waves retires</L>
<L>The wearied Mulciber from Aetna's fires.</L></Q>
<P>Here <HI>Vulcan</HI> was bred, and had in great veneration. In his in|juries the Inhabitants held them&s;elves &s;o concerned, that they
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hated <HI>Venus</HI> for her adultery with <HI>Mars, Alexand&punc; ab Alex. l.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 14. Wherear the godde&s;&s;e being exa&s;perated, infu&s;ed &s;uch hatred into the women again&s;t their husbands, that they took coun&s;ell to &s;lay them all at their return from the Thracian War; and did &s;o to all, except <HI>Hyp&s;ipyle,</HI> who &s;aved her father <HI>Thoas.</HI> The &s;tory we have in Statius, <HI>Theb. lib.</HI> 5.</P>
<P N="15">15. <HI>Aegaeons bands.]</HI> Aegaeon the &s;on of Heaven and Earth, <HI>(He&s;iod. in Theogon)</HI> was called by <HI>Thetis</HI> to a&s;&s;i&s;t <HI>Jupiter,</HI> when <HI>Pallas, Juno,</HI> and <HI>Neptune</HI> would have fetter'd him, <HI>Lucian. dial. Martis &amp; Mer|curii:</HI> But afterwards waxing in&s;olent, (as mo&s;t are wont to do after great merits) was him&s;elf fetter'd by <HI>Jupiter</HI> to the Rocks of the Aegean Sea. And now <HI>Neptune</HI> having given notice, that he was en|deavouring to unloo&s;e his hundred hands, <HI>Jupiter</HI> &s;ent <HI>Thetis</HI> to view his chains. She pa&s;&s;ing by <HI>Scyros,</HI> and &s;eeing King <HI>Lycomedes</HI> his daughters at their innocent recreations, and the I&s;land filled with effeminate Inhabitants, thought pre&s;ently no place could be more fit for her &s;on's concealment, and re&s;olved thither to bring him. This Giant was named <HI>Briareus</HI> by the gods, <HI>Aegaeon</HI> by men, <HI>Homer. Iliad. <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">. v.</HI> 403. by <HI>Lucian</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Briareum centimanum;</HI> and therefore was he bound with an hundred chains, as our Poet here &s;aith. By <HI>Virgil</HI> he is placed in hell by <HI>Chimaera, Aen</HI> 6. The re&s;t of the Giants al&s;o are fixed in their &s;everall places by the Po|ets, as <HI>Otus</HI> in <HI>Creet, Typhoeus</HI> in <HI>Campania, Enceladus</HI> in <HI>Sicily,</HI> who&s;e burning Tomb is made famous by <HI>Claudian</HI>'s Mu&s;e, <HI>de raptu Pro|&s;erp. l.</HI> 1.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L><HI>Enceladi</HI> bu&s;tum, qui &s;aucia membra revinctus</L>
<L>Spirat inexhaustum flagranti pectore &s;ulfur:</L>
<L>Et quoties detrectatonus cervice rebelli</L>
<L>In dextrum laevumque latus, tunc In&s;ula fundo</L>
<L>&V;ellitur, &amp; dubiae nutant cum moenibus urbes.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Va&s;t-limb'd <HI>Enceladus</HI> here buried lies,</L>
<L>From who&s;e hot brea&s;t unwa&s;ted &s;ulfur flies.</L>
<L>As often as o're-laden with his burd'n,</L>
<L>To ea&s;e his wearied &s;ide he &s;trives to turn,</L>
<L>The motion makes the heaved I&s;land quake,</L>
<L>And with their walls the tottering Cities &s;hake.</L></Q>
<P N="28">28. <HI>Iris Ocean-nouri&s;h'd Bow.] Iris</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> <HI>nuncio,</HI> becau&s;e the Rainbowe telleth of rain either pa&s;t or to come, <HI>Magir. lib.</HI> 4. <HI>cap.</HI> 5. Our Poet calleth her <HI>Thaumantida.</HI> In Greek &s;he is called <GAP DESC="foreign">.
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And there is no Meteor &s;o worthy of wonder. Its many colours are cau&s;ed by the reflection of the Sun-beams on a watry-clowd. <HI>Ari&s;tot. Meteorol. lib.</HI> 3. <HI>Iris <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t arcus multicolor in nube roride, op<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">c<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, &amp; concava, ex radiorum Solis oppo&s;iti reflexione apparens.</HI> Virgil. <HI>Aen.</HI> 4.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Ergo Ir's croce is per coelum ro&s;cida pennis,</L>
<L>Mille trahens varios adver&s;o Sole colores.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Swift <HI>Iris</HI> therefore with her dewy wings,</L>
<L>On which the Sun a thou&s;and colours flings.</L></Q>
<P>The difference of its colours ari&s;eth onely from the unequall parts of the clowds. According to <HI>Ari&s;totle</HI> they are three, <HI>Funiceus, &V;i|ridis, Caruleus.</HI> Others make them five, as <HI>Ammianus Marcellinus,</HI> who calleth the fir&s;t <HI>Luteam &s;peciem,</HI> a pali&s;h Yellow; the &s;econd, nearer a Tawny; the third, Red; the fourth, Purple; the la&s;t, a mixture of Blew and Green. But it is a &s;trange error in Philo&s;o|phers, to define the colours of the Rain-bowe, and they almo&s;t all differ about them. Yet are the colours they quarrell about not re|all, but apparent onely; as the skie &s;eemeth blew, which without doubt is not blew indeed. Nor is it po&s;&s;ible, at &s;o great a di&s;tance, to de&s;cribe colours certainly. All that can be &s;aid, is, That they ap|pear &s;uch to the eye. Marcellinus, <HI>lib.</HI> 20. taketh occa&s;ion, from the appearing of a Rain-bow, while <HI>Constantius</HI> be&s;ieged <HI>Amida,</HI> to treat of the rea&s;ons of the Rain-bowe, and why the Poets feigned, that <HI>Iris</HI> was &s;o oft &s;ent from heaven, <HI>Indicium est,</HI> &s;aith he, <HI>permu|tationis aurae, &agrave; &s;udo aere nubium concitans globos, aut contr&agrave; ex concreto immutans in &s;erena<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s laetitiam coelum. Ideo apud Poet<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&punc; legimus &s;aepe, Irim de coelo mitti, c&ugrave;m prae&s;entium rerum fit &s;tat&ucirc;s mutario.</HI> That is, <HI>It is a &s;igne of alteration of weather, gathering clowds in clear skies; or, on the contrary, changing thickne&s;se into &s;erenity. Therefore we often read in the Poets of</HI> Iris <HI>being &s;ent from heaven, when there was any alteration made of the pre&s;ent state of affairs.</HI> Of this fancy of the Poets, &s;ee <HI>Gyraldi Syntagm.</HI> 9. For the Philo&s;ophie, experience contradicteth it. And <HI>Plinie</HI> &s;aith, <HI>Nec pluvias nec &s;erenos dies cum fide ab Iride por|tehdi.</HI> They held, the Rain-bowe was nouri&s;h'd by the Ocean, by rea&s;on of both the Sun's and the Clowds ari&s;ing from thence. Scaliger, <HI>Exercit.</HI> 10. <HI>Sect.</HI> 11. &s;peaketh of a Rainbowe that ap|peared in the night-time, and was &s;een by <HI>Albertus</HI> and many others. And <HI>&V;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eilio,</HI> in his an&s;wer to the <HI>E.</HI> of <HI>Mirandula,</HI> concern|ing the po&s;&s;ibility of a Rain-bow's &s;eeming entirely circular, though not being &s;o, affirmeth, that he &s;aw four &s;uch at once in <HI>Padua.</HI></P>
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33. <HI>So &s;wift, &s;o kind to men] Plinie</HI> &s;aith, Dolphins are the &s;wifte&s;t of all fi&s;h, and a morous. Agellius, <HI>lib.</HI> 7. <HI>c.</HI> 8. relateth a &s;tory of a Dolphin&punc; that loved a Boy &s;o pa&s;&s;ionately, that his life was tied to the Boy's life. The &s;ame Author, <HI>lib.</HI> 16. <HI>c.</HI> 19 out of <HI>Herodotus,</HI> &s;etteth down the &s;tory of <HI>Arion</HI>'s being carried by a Dolphine, charmed by his Mu&s;ick, <HI>&V;irg. Ecl.</HI> 8.
<Q LANG="lat">Orpheus <HI>in <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ilvis, inter Delphin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s</HI> Arion.</Q>
The &s;tory is al&s;o related by <HI>Plutarch</HI> in <HI>Symp.</HI> but mo&s;t &s;weetly by the &s;weete&s;t of all the Poets, <HI>Fast. lib.</HI> 2. who thus de&s;cribeth <HI>Arion,</HI> when the covetous Mariners threatned him with drawn &s;words.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Ille metu pavidus, Mortem non deprecor inquit;</L>
<L>Sed liceat &s;umta pauca referre lyra.</L>
<L>Dant veniam, ridentque moram. Capit ille coronam,</L>
<L>Quae po&s;&s;it crines, Phoebe, decere tuos.</L>
<L>Induerat Tyrio di&s;tinctam murice pallam.</L>
<L>Reddidit ict a &s;uos pollice chorda &s;onos.</L>
<L>Flebilibus numeris veluti, canentia dura</L>
<L>Trajectus penna tempora, cantat olor.</L>
<L>Protinus in medios ornatus defilit undas.</L>
<L>Spargitur impul&s;a caerula puppis aqua.</L>
<L>Inde (fide majus!) tergo Delphina recurvo</L>
<L>Se memorant oneri &s;uppo&s;ui&s;se n<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">vo.</L>
<L>Ille &s;edet, citharamque tenet, pretiumque vehendi</L>
<L>Cantat, &amp; aequoreas carmine mulcet aquas.</L></Q>
<Q><L>He frighted, cries; I ask but that you'd give</L>
<L>Me leave to touch my Harp, not leave to live.</L>
<L>They grant it, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">miling at his fond delay,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t he a&s;&s;umes a Crown, which, <HI>Phoebus,</HI> may</L>
<L>Become thy locks, and on his &s;houlders bound</L>
<L>A purple Robe. The &s;tricken &s;trings then &s;ound.</L>
<L>The dying Swan &s;o, when his fate begins</L>
<L>Near to approach, in mournfull numbers &s;ings.</L>
<L>And &s;o adorn'd, he leapt into the flood:</L>
<L>On the &s;hip's &s;ides the da&s;h'd up waters &s;tood&punc;</L>
<L>When &s;traight his crooked back a Dolphin &s;how'd,</L>
<L>And plac'd it under the unu&s;uall load&punc;</L>
<L>He &s;its, holding his Harp, and whil&s;t he plaies,</L>
<L>The Sea growes calm, and for his portage payes.</L></Q>
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48. <HI>Otbrys.]</HI> A Mountain bounding <HI>The&s;&s;alie</HI> on the South, <HI>Hero|d<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">&punc;</HI> l. 7. It hath on the We&s;t-&s;ide <HI>Phthiotis, Strab. lib.</HI> 9.</P>
<P>51. <HI>The Fawns lament his lo&s;&s;e.]</HI> The&s;e were Silvane gods, who&s;e Chief <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">as <HI>Pa<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI> la&s;civious like all his followers, who were held &s;trangely amorous of men and women. The Chorus in Seneca, <HI>Hip|pol. act</HI> 2 believe it impo&s;&s;ible, that <HI>Hippolytus</HI> living in the woods, &s;hould e&s;cape being &s;ollicited by them:</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Te nemore abditum,</L>
<L>Cum Titan medium con&s;tituit diem,</L>
<L>Ci<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">get turba lice<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s, Na<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ades improbae</L>
<L>Formo&s;os &s;olitae cla<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">dere fontibus:</L>
<L>Et &s;omnis facient in&s;idias tuis</L>
<L>L<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ivae nemo r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m deae,</L>
<L>Montiv<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">gique Panes.</L></Q>
<Q><L>For whil&s;t in &s;hades you bide, and day's</L>
<L>Divided by the god of Rayes,</L>
<L>The Naiades thy beauty moves,</L>
<L>Who in their fountains &s;hut their Loves:</L>
<L>And the la&s;civious gods that keep</L>
<L>In woods, will court thee in thy &s;leep.</L></Q>
<P>The que&s;tion, Whether Spirits affect carnall copulation, hath been di&s;puted by many: I &s;hall onely relate the&s;e few opinions. P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">utar<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">h <HI>de Or<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">culor. defect.</HI> &s;aith, that <HI>fury attendeth their un&s;atiated last Paracel&s;us</HI> relateth &s;tories of &s;ome; who have been married to mortall men. Cardane, <HI>de Subtilit. &amp; variet. rerum.</HI> &s;aith, <HI>They are as apt as dogs to be familiar with men. Plato</HI> was believed to have been begotten on a Virgin by the phanta&s;m of <HI>Apollo,</HI> by rea&s;on of his admirable wi&s;dom. Cardane, <HI>de var. &amp; &s;ubt rer. lib.</HI> 16. <HI>c.</HI> 43. &s;pea|keth of &s;ome, who had had familiar company with Spirits for many years. And Agrippa, <HI>de occ<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lta Philo&s;. lib.</HI> 3. <HI>cap.</HI> 24. &s;aith, <HI>Sunt ad|hu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ie qui commercium &amp; conjugalem commixtionem habent cum Dae|monibus. Burton</HI> in his MELANCHOLY relateth a &s;tory of <HI>Me|nippus Lucius,</HI> That between <HI>Cen<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hrea</HI> and <HI>C<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rinth</HI> he met a Spirit, in the habit of a fair Gentlewoman; and, deceived by her allure|ments, married her. To the Wedding, among other gue&s;ts, came <HI>Apollonius,</HI> who by conjectures found her to be a Spirit. When &s;he &s;aw her &s;elf di&s;covered, &s;he begged of <HI>Apollonius</HI> to be &s;ilent: But he refu&s;ing, &s;he vani&s;hed with all her hou&s;e and furniture. Sabi|nus, <HI>in Ovid&punc; Metam. lib.</HI> 10. hath the like &s;tory. Florilegus, <HI>ad Ann.</HI> 1<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">58. telleth of a young Gentleman of <HI>Rome,</HI> who, the &s;ame
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day he was married, going to play at Tennis, put his ring on the finger of the image of <HI>&V;enus;</HI> and returning to take off his ring, <HI>&V;enus</HI> had bent-in her finger &s;o that he could not get it off. Where|upon loath to make his company &s;tay, he left it, intending the next day to u&s;e &s;ome other means for it. Night being come, and going to bed to his Bride, <HI>Venus</HI> interpo&s;ed between, telling him, He had betrothed him&s;elf to her by the ring he put upon her finger; and thus troubled him for many nights, till by the advice of <HI>Palumbus</HI> a Magician, he was relea&s;ed from his unwelcome Lover. Lavater, <HI>de &s;pectr. part.</HI> 1. <HI>cap.</HI> 19. telleth this &s;tory, <HI>I have heard,</HI> &s;aith he, <HI>a grave and a wi&s;e man, in the Territory of</HI> Tigure, <HI>who affirmed, that as he and his &s;ervant went through the pastures in the &s;ummer time, very early, he e&s;pied one (as he thought) whom he knew very well, wickedly committing lewdne&s;se with a Mare. At which being amazed, he returned back again, and knocked at his hou&s;e whom he &s;uppo&s;ed he had &s;een. There he certainly under&s;tood, that the man had not been that morning from his chamber. &V;p|on which, di&s;creetly &s;earching into the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, he &s;aved the man, who el&s;e had &s;uffered for the deluding Damon.</HI> Corn. Agrip. <HI>de ocult. Philo&s;. l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 19. citeth a pa&s;&s;age in St. <HI>Augu&s;tine,</HI> that Spirits are &s;ubject to the&s;e lu&s;ts. And Mr. <HI>Burton</HI> quoteth Pererius <HI>in Gen. lib.</HI> 8. <HI>c.</HI> 6. <HI>v.</HI> 1. who affi meth, that the&s;e <HI>Genii</HI> can beget, and have carnall copulation with women. In that fair Temple of <HI>Belus,</HI> as <HI>Herodotus</HI> &s;aith, there was a Chappell, in which was <HI>&s;plendid&egrave; &s;tratus lectus, &amp; appo&s;ita <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">en&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> aurea.</HI> Into this adorned bed none came, but the wo|man whom the god made choice of, as the Chaldean Prie&s;ts told him; and their god lay with her him&s;elf. Of this opinion is <HI>Lac|tantius.</HI> And <HI>Lip&s;ius</HI> relateth proofs thereof in his daies, in the City of <HI>L<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">vain.</HI> Further di&s;cour&s;e on this point I &s;hall re&s;erve for a place more worthy of it.</P>
<P N="75">75. <HI>If Hercules thus learn'd to &s;pin.] The<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> is</HI> being come to the I&s;land where &s;he intended to place her &s;on, letteth him know, that for his &s;afety, &s;he would put him into woman's habit. And knowing that the greatne&s;&s;e of his &s;pirit would &s;corn &s;uch a di&s;gui&s;e, &s;he &s;ertteth <HI>Hercules</HI> before him, who at the command of <HI>Omphale</HI> in &s;uch a dre&s;&s;e &s;at &s;pinning, <HI>Seneca Hippolyto, act.</HI> 1.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Natus Al<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">mtna po&s;uit pharetram,</L>
<L>Et minax va&s;ti &s;polium Leonis,</L>
<L>Pa&s;sus aptari digiti<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;maragdos,</L>
<L>Et dari legem rudibus c<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">pillis.</L>
<L>Crura di&s;tincto religavit <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uro,</L>
<L>Luteo p'ant<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> cohibente &s;occo:</L>
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Et manu, clavam modo qu&acirc; gerebat,</L>
<L>Fr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d deduxit properante fu&s;o.</L>
<L>&V;idit Per&s;es, diti&s;que &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">x</L>
<L>Lydia regni, dejecta &s;eri</L>
<L>Terga Leonis, bumeri&s;qu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, quibus</L>
<L>Sederat alti regia coeli,</L>
<L>Tenu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m Tyrio &s;tamine pallam.</L></Q>
<BIBL>&V;id. Herc. Furent. v. 465. &amp; Herc. Oct. v. 372.</BIBL>
<Q><L>Great <HI>Hercules</HI> once threw away</L>
<L>His Quiver and the Lion's prey:</L>
<L>His fingers he adorns with rings,</L>
<L>And his rude hair in order brings:</L>
<L>His legs with gold embraced round,</L>
<L>His feet with yellow buskins bound:</L>
<L>That hand, which &s;o well arm'd had been</L>
<L>With his great Club, now learns to &s;pin;</L>
<L>By Per&s;ians and rich Lydians &s;corn'd,</L>
<L>Not with his Lion's skin adorn'd.</L>
<L>Tho&s;e &s;houlders on which Heav'n &s;hould re&s;t</L>
<L>Were in a woman's habit dre&s;t.</L></Q>
<P N="77">77. <HI>If Bacchus]</HI> Bacchus al&s;o di&s;gui&s;ed him&s;elf in a Virgin's habit, for fear of his mother-in-law <HI>Juno, Senec. O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">dip. v.</HI> 417. Mythologers under&s;tand this of the effects of Wine, which &s;ome|times rendreth men e&s;teminate, and otherwhile giveth courage to the mo&s;t womani&s;h mind: And therefore was <HI>Bacchus</HI> &s;aid to be of both &s;exes. Origen <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>contra Cel&s;um</HI> &s;aith, that <HI>Bacchus</HI> was thought &s;ometimes to have worn a woman's habit. Eu&s;ebius, <HI>de Pr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">p. Evang. l.</HI> 3 <HI>c.</HI> 9. giveth this rea&s;on, why a woman's form (and therefore habit) was a&s;cribed to <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">acchus, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t vim illam quae plantarum fructi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">us i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e&s;t ex ma&s;cula foemineaque conflatam &s;ignificet;</HI> To &s;ignifie, that the &s;trength was of both kinds by which fruits were produced.</P>
<P N="78">78. <HI>And Jove him&s;elf.]</HI> The &s;tory is commonly known: <HI>Jupiter</HI> go|ing to vi&s;it the world, injur'd by <HI>Phaeton</HI>'s Lightning, employed his fir&s;t care on <HI>Arcadia;</HI> where his eyes told his heart &s;uch wonders of <HI>Coli&s;to</HI>'s beauty, that he counterfeited the &s;hape and dre&s;&s;e of <HI>Dianae, (Quis Div&ucirc;m fraudibus obstet?)</HI> and &s;o enjoyed the deceived <HI>Cali&s;to, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word">. Metamorph. lib.</HI> 2.</P>
<P><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> <HI>Coeneus]</HI> Who being ravi&s;hed by <HI>Neptune,</HI> and having the grant of <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">i&s;h for her recompence, de&s;ired to alter her &s;ex, that &s;he might <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">r &s;uffer &s;uch a misfortune more. Unto this the too kind god
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added her beeing invulnerable. Yet in the battell of the Cen|taurs, and the Lapithae, &s;he was pre&s;&s;ed to death: So impo&s;&s;ible it is for power, any way applied in this world, to alter de&s;tiny. Nor do our fond attempts give occa&s;ion to Him above, to appoint new accidents: It is He, that permits tho&s;e fond attempts, and let|teth them be the means of tho&s;e accidents, which we would mo&s;t avoid. The fable &s;ometimes goeth, that &s;he had power to change her &s;ex. Otherwi&s;e the &s;en&s;e remaineth not perfect. In the other World, <HI>Virgil</HI> &s;heweth her in her fir&s;t &s;ex, <HI>Aen.</HI> 6. <HI>v.</HI> 448.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Et juvenis quondam, nunc foemina, Coeneus,</L>
<L>Rur&s;us &amp; in veterem fato revoluta figuram.</L></Q>
<Q><L>And <HI>Coeneus</HI> once a Youth, but now a Maid,</L>
<L>By fate into her former &s;ex convey'd.</L></Q>
<P N="85">85. <HI>If by the Stygian arming waves.] Thetis</HI> to prevent the mor|tality of <HI>Achilles,</HI> which he had received from his Father, dipped him in the Stygian flood, all but the heel, which &s;he held by; In which mortall part, he was &s;hot by <HI>Paris.</HI> By this River, the gods took their inviolable Oaths, <HI>Virg. Aen.</HI> 6. Seneca, <HI>Thye&s;t. v.</HI> 667. giveth it this Character,
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Deformis unda, quae facit caelo fidem.</L></Q>
And Homer, <HI>Ody&s;&s;.</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">.
<Q><L>&mdash;<GAP DESC="foreign"></L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">.</L></Q>
<Q><L>The greate&s;t Oath among the ble&s;&s;ed Gods.</L></Q></P>
<P>The fable is, that <HI>Victoria</HI> the daughter of <HI>Styx,</HI> a&s;&s;i&s;ted <HI>Jupiter</HI> in his War again&s;t the Giants; For which &s;ervice, he gave this honour to her Mother, that the gods &s;hould &s;wear by her, and in|violably keep their Oath, or el&s;e be bani&s;hed from the banquets of the gods. This affordeth &s;ome illu&s;tration to ver&s;e 213. Where <HI>Thetis</HI> wi&s;hing honour to the I&s;land <HI>Scyros,</HI> &s;aith,</P>
<Q><L>Let thy name be the Seamans &s;acred vow.</L></Q>
<P>The Vi&s;count, St. <HI>Albanes, Sapient. Vet.</HI> applieth this to the Leagues and Covenants of Princes, which by rea&s;on of intere&s;t, are preci&s;elier ob&s;erved, than more &s;acred ones. <HI>Natalis Comes, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ytholog. l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 2. &s;aith, that <HI>Styx</HI> di&s;covered the con&s;piracy of the
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gods, and that therefore, perhaps <HI>Jove</HI> made that Water their obli|ging Oath. <HI>Ari&s;totle, M<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">taphy&s;. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 3. conceiveth, that the Po|ets by this fiction, intended to &s;ignifie, that water is the original of all things. So <HI>Thales Mile&s;ius</HI> &s;aid, that, water is <HI>initium rerum; Deum autem, eam Meutem quae, ex aqua cuncta fingeret,</HI> as <HI>Cicero</HI> &s;aith, <HI>De nat. Deox. lib.</HI> 1. according to that of Mo&s;es, <HI>Gen.</HI> 1. 2. So the god's Oath &s;eemeth to have been by the fir&s;t beginning of things. Other rea&s;ons may be &s;een in <HI>Cal. R<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">odiginus, lib.</HI> 27. <HI>c.</HI> 5. Of this opinion, <HI>Plutarch</HI> &s;heweth Homer to be, <HI>lib. De Homero,</HI> where he citeth <HI>Thales</HI> for it; and, after them, <HI>Xenophanes.</HI> The rea&s;ons of who&s;e conjecture, <HI>Eu&s;ebius</HI> giveth, <HI>De praepar. Evang. lib.</HI> 14. <HI>c.</HI> 14. <HI>Servius in Aen.</HI> 6. &s;aith, <HI>Acheron</HI> hath its name, <HI>qua<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>&s;ine ga<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">dio:</HI> From whence, <HI>Styx</HI> cometh; from <HI>Styx, Cocytus.</HI> Who&s;e Etymologies he thus bringeth along; They, who want Joy, have Sadne&s;&s;e, which is neighbour to Grief, the production of Death. The Poets feigned the&s;e Rivers to be unplea&s;ant: So mu&s;t Death needs be to tho&s;e, who placing their joyes in this World, part with both together. By Victory, daughter of <HI>Styx,</HI> may be intimated the power of Death, who a&s;&s;i&s;ted <HI>Jupiter;</HI> in that the Gyants were mortall: &s;hewing the va&s;tne&s;&s;e of their crimes, which make the true War with God, and want but eter|nity for them&s;elves, to make their crimes perpetuall. All this &s;ig|nifieth but the <HI>&s;eries</HI> of Life and Death, not more of &s;orrow belon|ging to our ends, then to our beginnings. <HI>Man is born unto Sorrow,</HI> &s;aith <HI>Eliphaz,</HI> Job 5. 7. And according to this &s;en&s;e, <HI>Plutarch</HI> &s;peaketh, who&s;e words I have taken the liberty, to dre&s;&s;e in ver&s;e;</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Sicut qui argillam tractat, fingere</L><L> Ex ea animalis fo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">mam pote&s;t, </L><L>Rur&s;&uacute;mque diffingere, iter&uacute;mque ae</L><L> Quoties libet perpetu&ograve; vices i&s;tasrepetere: </L><L>Sic etiam Natura ex eadem materia </L><L>Olim avos nosiros, po&s;tea patres pro-</L><L>tulit, deinde nos, ac deinceps a-</L><L>lios ex aliis evolvet. Ac fluvius </L><L>Ille ort&ucirc;s no&s;tri ab&s;que intermi&s;-</L><L>&s;ione labens nunquam &s;ub&s;i&s;tet; </L><L>Sicut &amp; interit&ucirc;s flumen hujus </L><L>C<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ntrarium, five is Acheron e&s;t. </L><L>Prima ergo Cau&s;a, quae nobis Solis offendit </L><L>J<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">bar, eadem ad calig<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">io&s;um Orcum adducit.</L></Q>
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<L>As one that chafes the pliant clay, may bring</L>
<L>The &s;ub&s;tance to the form of any thing;</L>
<L>Again, de&s;troy the &s;pecies, and by skill</L>
<L>Repeat the &s;ame as often as he will:</L>
<L>So nature al&s;o at the fir&s;t, from clay</L>
<L>Our Ance&s;tors did to the World convay,</L>
<L>Our fathers next; to them do we &s;ucceed,</L>
<L>Others to us; and they &s;hall others breed.</L>
<L>This flood of Life, flows at a con&s;tant rate,</L>
<L>Con&s;uming &s;till, as do the &s;treams of Fate.</L>
<L>This flood's <HI>Cocytus,</HI> or el&s;e <HI>Acheron,</HI></L>
<L>Which &s;tream the Poets &s;et tho&s;e names upon.</L>
<L>Thus the fir&s;t cau&s;e, which &s;hews us the Sun-light,</L>
<L>Re&s;tores us back unto Eternall night.</L></Q>
<P N="120">120. <HI>Receiv'd Love's flames.]</HI> Tho&s;e thoughts of glory, that would not &s;uffer <HI>Achilles</HI> to con&s;ent to his kind Mother's advice, yield to Love's power, by which all the World is fettered. Which matter is excellently expre&s;&s;ed by <HI>Seneca, Hippolyt. act.</HI> 1. <HI>Chor.</HI> The greatne&s;&s;e of which power, joyned to the &s;wiftne&s;&s;e of its exe|cution, made the Antients believe, it was a fa&s;cination; So <HI>Dido,</HI> at the fir&s;t &s;ight of <HI>Aeneas,</HI> received a pa&s;&s;ion as durable as her life, &s;ince &s;he could find no way but one, to end both. The amorous <HI>Sappho,</HI> having expre&s;&s;ed all the &s;ymptoms of a powerfull pa&s;&s;ion, ex&s;pecteth the &s;ame fate.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Velut herba pallent</L>
<L>Ora: &s;pirandi neque compos, Orco</L>
<L>Proxima credor.</L></Q>
<Q><L>My lips grow pale, and my di&s;ordered breath</L>
<L>Is &s;pent in &s;ighs: &s;ure, the next thing is death.</L></Q>
<P><HI>Ex interpretatione Henrici Stephani.</HI> According to the&s;e examples, there is rea&s;on enough to believe <HI>Claudians</HI> amorous begger;</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Paupertas me &s;aeva domat, dir<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;que Cupido:</L>
<L>Sed toleranda fames, non tolerandus amor.</L></Q>
<Q><L>In Loves and Fortunes fetters I remain:</L>
<L>One may endure the hunger, not the flame.</L></Q>
<P><PB N="216" REF="126">
<HI>Aelian, Variae hi&s;t. lib.</HI> 12. <HI>c.</HI> 58 relateth the &s;tory of <HI>Dioxippus,</HI> the famous Wre&s;tlet of <HI>Athens;</HI> Who coming into the City, as the manner was, after tho&s;e exerci&s;es, fell in Love with a Maid, (like <HI>Achilles</HI> here) at the fir&s;t &s;ight, as he pa&s;&s;ed along.</P>
<P N="123">123. <HI>Ma&s;&s;agetans.]</HI> A people of <HI>Scythia,</HI> inhabiting <HI>Cauca&s;us,</HI> who u&s;ed to break &s;uch in pieces, as died of old age, and to throw &s;uch to Wild bea&s;ts, as died of di&s;ea&s;es, <HI>Strabe. lib</HI> 2. They wor|&s;hipped the Sun chiefly; to whom they offered an Hor&s;e. When they travelled through a wilderne&s;&s;e, they were wont to drink Hor|&s;es blood mingled with milk. So <HI>Claudian,</HI></P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Et qui cornipedes in pocula vulaer<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t aud<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">x</L>
<L>Ma&s;&s;agetes.</L></Q>
<P N="170">170. <HI>Altars witne&s;&s;ing.]</HI> It was an ob&s;erved cu&s;tom, when any thing of con&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">q<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ence was to be &s;aid, or petitioned for, to do it be|fore the Altars of the gods. So when <HI>I<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rbas</HI> heard of <HI>Dido</HI>'s pa&s;&s;ion for <HI>Aeneas, Aen.</HI> 4.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>I&s;que amens animi, &amp; rumore acceu&s;us amaro,</L>
<L>Dicitur an<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aras, m<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">dia inter numina Div&ucirc;m, &amp;c.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Enrag'd ('t is &s;aid) at this unwelcome fame,</L>
<L>Among the Altars of his Gods he came.</L></Q>
<P>This he did, that he might perform that u&s;uall ceremony of hol<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">|ing the Altars; as a little below,
<Q LANG="lat">Talibus orantem dictis, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r&aacute;&s;que tenentem.</Q>
And the &s;ame Prince of Poets, <HI>Aen.</HI> 12.
<Q LANG="lat">Tango <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ras, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">edios ignes acnumina te&s;tor.</Q></P>
<P>And <HI>Macrobius, Saturnal. lib.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 2. &s;aith, that <HI>Jupiter</HI> heard him, <HI>non quia orabat tan<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&ugrave;m, &s;ed quia &amp; aras tenebat.</HI> And he citeth Vario, <HI>Divin. lib.</HI> 5. who &s;aith, <HI>Aras prim&ugrave;m dictas, qu&ograve;de&s;&s;et nece&s;&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">|rium &agrave; &s;acrificantibus eas teneri. An&s;is autem &s;olere teneri va&s;a, quis du|hitet?</HI> Alexander a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Alexandro. <HI>lib</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 18. &s;aith, It was a cu|&s;tom for tho&s;e that were piou&s;ly praying to the gods, to embrace their knees, <HI>i. e.</HI> the knees of their Statues. And this certainly, is the onely meaning of that in Juvenal, 8 <HI>a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI> 10. 55.
<Q LANG="lat"><PB N="217" REF="126">
&mdash;genua incerare Deorum.</Q>
But becau&s;e <HI>incero</HI> &s;ignifieth <HI>to cover with wax,</HI> &s;ome hold, that they waxed-on their Petitions on the knees of their Statues. Turnebus <HI>lib.</HI> 1. <HI>cap.</HI> 17. &s;aith, That they he<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d the Statues with &s;uch a&s;&s;iduous fervency, <HI>ut &s;udore incra&s;&s;arentur, &amp; videretur illis qua&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> cera &s;uperpo&s;ita.</HI> Were it po&s;&s;ible this place &s;hould &s;till remain unperfect, after its having pa&s;&s;ed through &s;o many learned hands, I &s;hould gue&s;&s;e the word <HI>in&s;uccare,</HI> to make moi&s;t, more apt to the &s;en&s;e, e&s;pecially to the interpretation of the mo&s;t learned <HI>Tur|nebus.</HI></P>
<P N="159">159. <HI>Nor Gymnick game.] Gymnad<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</HI> from <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Exerceo;</HI> or rather from <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Nu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o.</HI> For they which exerci&s;ed the&s;e Games were all naked. The&s;e were invented by <HI>Lycaon</HI> of <HI>Arcadia.</HI> And the Spartan Vi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">gins u&s;ed to practi&s;e all manly exerci&s;es naked. <HI>Alexand. ab Alex. lib.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 25.</P>
<P N="208">208. <HI>As Creet to Rhea.] Thetis</HI> having now taken leave of her di&s;gui&s;ed &s;on, and being entred the waves, turneth her eyes to|wards the I&s;land, and beggeth of it to perform its tru&s;t as ju&s;tly, as <HI>Creet</HI> had done to <HI>Rhea:</HI> Who, when her husband <HI>Saturn</HI> intended to murder all his children, being told that he &s;hould have one, who would depo&s;e him from his throne, hid her &s;on <HI>Jupiter</HI> in <HI>Dicte,</HI> a Mountain of <HI>Creet,</HI> where the <HI>Corybantes</HI> her Prie&s;ts, with their &s;ounding Bra&s;&s;e, drowned the noi&s;e of the child's crying, <HI>Natalis Comes. lib.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 1. Saturn was a great devourer of children, for to him the Carthagenians offered their &s;ons, <HI>Plato in Minoe.</HI> By <HI>Saturn</HI> was under&s;tood Time; by <HI>Jupiter,</HI> Heaven, which is not &s;ubject to the power of Time: And therefore was it &s;aid, that <HI>Jupiter</HI> was not devoured by <HI>Saturn. Gaffard</HI> in his Curio&s;ities, <HI>part.</HI> 3. <HI>chap</HI> 11. <HI>&s;ect</HI> 8. &s;aith, The antient Hebrews &s;tood in much dread of the ma|lignancy of the Planet <HI>Saturn.</HI> And the Chaldeans, who gave them&s;elves over to the wor&s;hipping of fal&s;e gods, ob&s;erving this Star to be hurtfull, thought good by &s;ome &s;acrifice to render it more propitious to them. And no &s;acrifice being fitter than that on which it wrought its &s;ad effects, they began to &s;acrifice children to it un|der the name of <HI>Moloch.</HI> And this, he believeth, was the originall of the Fable, why <HI>Saturn</HI> was &s;aid to devour his children. And the Prie&s;ts were &s;aid to have made a noi&s;e with their bra&s;&s;e, to drown young <HI>Jupiter</HI>'s crie, from the cu&s;tom which they had to make &s;uch
<PB N="218" REF="127">
noi&s;es when the children pa&s;&s;ed through the fire to <HI>Moloch;</HI> which was no other then &s;ome particular Daemon-rite. For MOLOCH &s;ignifieth as much as BAAL. So we read, P&s;al. 106. 37. <HI>Mact&acirc;runt <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">s &amp; filias daemonii<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI> as Mr. <HI>Selden</HI> rendreth it, <HI>De D&icirc;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Syris, cap. de</HI> MOLOCH; to whom, and <HI>Saturn,</HI> children were the u&s;uall &s;acrifices, as he there &s;heweth.</P>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="3" TYPE="book">
<PB N="219" REF="127">
<HEAD>The Third BOOK.</HEAD>
<DIV2 TYPE="body of book">
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L>An Oath obligeth the revengefull Greeks,</L>
<L>At <HI>Aulis</HI> took. The &s;ly <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> &s;eeks</L>
<L>The wi&s;h'd <HI>Achilles;</HI> who, di&s;guis'd, doth move</L>
<L>Unto the Conque&s;t of his Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e Love.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>_IN the mean while, the fatall love of Arms</L>
<L>Stirrs the fierce Greeks. The Prin|ces give th'alarms,</L>
<L>Soliciting revenge. The Ilians crime</L>
<L>They thus enlarge; that in a quiet time,</L>
<L N="5">No wars, the *<NOTE PLACE="marg">[Helen</NOTE>daughter of great <HI>Jove</HI> by them</L>
<L>Was injur'd, with the Laws of god and men.</L>
<L>How &s;hall the common people fare, if thus</L>
<L>They venture fir&s;t their injuries on us?</L>
<L>Thus all prepar'd for war; not alone <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">The Inhabi|tants of <HI>Pelo|pon<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e&s;us.</HI></NOTE> tho&s;e</L>
<L N="10">Whom the two Oceans do almo&s;t enclo&s;e,</L>
<L><PB N="220" REF="128">
Or round <HI>Malea</HI> dwell, but al&s;o tho&s;e</L>
<L>Who do inhabit where *<NOTE PLACE="marg">The <HI>Helle&s;|pont.</HI></NOTE> <HI>Propontis</HI>  flows.</L>
<L><HI>Europe</HI> from <HI>A&s;ia</HI> parting, and again</L>
<L>Tho&s;e where the waves &s;pread in a larger Main.</L>
<L N="15">The wretched love of war warm'd every brea&s;t.</L>
<L>Fam'd <HI>Teme&s;a</HI> gave Bra&s;s; rigg'd Navies pre&s;s'd</L>
<L>The waves of the Euboean &s;hores; and in</L>
<L><HI>Mycoena,</HI> &s;trokes of hammer'd Armor ring.</L>
<L>Her Chariots <HI>Pi&s;a</HI> &s;ends for warlick u&s;e,</L>
<L N="20"><HI>Nemaean-</HI>&s;hades the skins of Bea&s;ts produce.</L>
<L><HI>Cyrrha</HI> the Quiver fills; and for the Shields</L>
<L><HI>Lerna</HI> gives Hides: the bold <HI>Acarnan</HI> yields</L>
<L>Bodies of Foot&punc; &s;o doth th' <HI>Aetolian;</HI> Hor&s;e,</L>
<L>In Troops from <HI>Argos</HI> &s;ent, compl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">at the force,</L>
<L N="25">Fetch'd from <HI>Arcadia</HI>'s fair now-emptied plains.</L>
<L>For war her famous breed <HI>Epirus</HI> trains.</L>
<L><HI>Aonian</HI> Woods and <HI>Phocis</HI> Arrows lend:</L>
<L>Their Engines <HI>Pilos</HI> and <HI>Me&s;&s;ana</HI> &s;end.</L>
<L>No place left free. They Arms from Pillars tore,</L>
<L N="30">There by their Ance&s;tors hung long before.</L>
<L>The gifts to gods the melting flames devour,</L>
<L>Alter'd to &s;erve a far &s;everer Pow'r.</L>
<L>No antient &s;hades on th'hills mu&s;t longer grow:</L>
<L><HI>Taygetus</HI> now and <HI>Othrys</HI> naked &s;how.</L>
<L N="35">Great Oaks for Ships, le&s;&s;e Trees for Oars they trim:</L>
<L>Whole Woods do now on the va&s;t Ocean &s;wim.</L>
<L>Iron by skilfull workmen is de&s;ign'd</L>
<L>For various u&s;e; the beaks of Ships to bind.</L>
<L N="40"><PB N="221" REF="128">
For Armor, and for Bridles, and for Nails</L>
<L>On arming-coats, &s;et like to fi&s;hes &s;cales;</L>
<L>For Swords, for Darts, which, dipp'd in poi&s;on, throw</L>
<L>Death in the wounds they give. The whet&s;tones grow</L>
<L>With &s;harpned weapons thin. Some pieces bring</L>
<L N="45">In forms for Bowes, &s;ome Bullets for the Sling</L>
<L>Prepare, &s;ome harden Stakes, &s;ome places gave</L>
<L>To Helmets where th'advanced Plumes &s;hould wave.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Among the&s;e tumults <HI>The&s;salie</HI> remains</L>
<L>Alone unactive, and alike complains</L>
<L N="50">That <HI>Peleus</HI> was too old, his &s;on too young.</L>
<L>All-emptied <HI>Greece,</HI> now mad with fury, throng</L>
<L>To Ships, the crowded &s;hores do &s;eem to glow,</L>
<L>And &s;en&s;ible of heat the billows &s;how:</L>
<L>The ju&s;tled waves &s;eem to pre&s;ent a &s;torm;</L>
<L N="55">The Ships that rai&s;e it on the &s;wellings born.</L>
<L>Under their weight the Ocean almo&s;t fails,</L>
<L>And all the winds &s;carce &s;erve to fill their &s;ails.</L>
<L>At fir&s;t the waves by rocky <HI>Aulis</HI> bore</L>
<L>The &s;warming Greeks, the much affected &s;hore</L>
<L N="60">Of <HI>Cynthia.</HI> There loud <NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>Proteus</HI></NOTE> <HI>Caphareus</HI> &s;hows</L>
<L>His head, and back to th'waves, their clamors throws.</L>
<L>When all the&s;e &s;warms of &s;ails came to his &s;ight,</L>
<L>Thrice he pre&s;ag'd a &s;ad prodigious night.</L>
<L>Here fir&s;t <HI>Troy's</HI> fatall foes-united are,</L>
<L N="65">And all by Oath oblige them&s;elves for war,</L>
<L N="65"><PB N="222" REF="129">
Untill the Sun had pa&s;&s;'d one annuall cour&s;e,</L>
<L>And <HI>Greece</HI> appear'd in her united force.</L>
<L>Into a formed Army they compo&s;e</L>
<L>Their diff'ring people, and a Generall cho&s;e.</L>
<L>So the wild multitude that &s;hades enjoys,</L>
<L N="70">Enclo&s;'d with toils, frighted with fire and noi&s;e,</L>
<L>Fly to impri&s;oning valleys, and admire</L>
<L>To &s;ee their Mountain le&s;&s;en by the fire.</L>
<L>There the wild multitude know equall fear.</L>
<L>The Boar, the Woolf, together with the Bear</L>
<L N="75">Impri&s;oned lie: the fearfull Harts by them</L>
<L>The fetter'd Lions in the toils contemn.</L>
<L>Though both th' <HI>Atridae</HI> with the Army came,</L>
<L>And <HI>Diomede</HI> ambitious of great fame,</L>
<L>With <HI>Sthen'lus,</HI> and <HI>Antilochus</HI> appears</L>
<L N="80">More mindfull of the war than of his years.</L>
<L>Though <HI>Ajax</HI> brought his Shield of &s;even hides,</L>
<L>In compa&s;&s;e like a &s;welling Mountain &s;ides.</L>
<L>Though &s;lie <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> was among the re&s;t;</L>
<L>Yet of <HI>Achilles</HI> all a want expre&s;s'd.</L>
<L N="85">His name brings joy. He mu&s;t be <HI>Hector</HI>'s fate,</L>
<L>And ruine of great <HI>Priam</HI> and his State.</L>
<L>"For who&s;e fir&s;t &s;teps but his were taught to go</L>
<L>"In the <HI>Aemonian</HI> Valleys thorough Snow?</L>
<L>"Who&s;e youth &s;uch rigid principles was taught?</L>
<L N="90">"His line from Heav'n &s;o directly brought?</L>
<L>"For whom, but him, &s;uch care would <HI>Thetis</HI> have,</L>
<L>"To arm his fair limbs with the Stygian wave?</L>
<L><PB N="223" REF="129">
This through the Camp while all the Greeks proclaim,</L>
<L>The Captains joy, though vanqui&s;h'd, at his fame.</L>
<L>So in Phlegraean fields when the gods were</L>
<L N="95">A&s;&s;embled, and great <HI>Mars</HI> a&s;&s;um'd his Spear,</L>
<L><HI>Pallas</HI> her Snakes, his Bow <HI>Apollo</HI> took;</L>
<L>Yet Nature &s;till wore an affrighted look,</L>
<L>Till <HI>Jove</HI> him&s;elf loud &s;torms and thunders rais'd,</L>
<L>And from the clowds <HI>Aetnaean</HI> lightning blaz'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="100">Whil&s;t here the Captains by their Troops en|clos'd</L>
<L>Con&s;ulted on tho&s;e ways to peace oppo&s;'d,</L>
<L><HI>Prote&s;tlaus,</HI> who mo&s;t active &s;how'd</L>
<L>I'th War, and on whom fate was fir&s;t be|&s;tow'd,</L>
<L>Thus unto <HI>Calchas</HI> &s;aid; <HI>The&s;torides,</HI></L>
<L N="105"><HI>Sure thou forgettest</HI> Phoebus <HI>Oracles:</HI></L>
<L><HI>For when can thy in&s;pired lips relate</HI></L>
<L><HI>Better then now the hid decrees of Fate?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Do&s;t thou not &s;ee how all amaz'd admire</HI></L>
<L>Aeacides, <HI>the object of de&s;ire?</HI></L>
<L N="110"><HI>The Calydonian Prince now all contemn,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Slight either-</HI>Ajax <HI>too, and me with them.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But &s;ince our valour now is &s;corned thus,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Both</HI> Mars <HI>and ruin'd</HI> Troy <HI>&s;hall &s;peak for us.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For him, the Princes all neglected are,</HI></L>
<L N="115"><HI>And he is honour'd as a god of war.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Speak quickly, (or el&s;e why &s;hould we allow</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tho&s;e &s;acred wreaths on thy adorned Brow?)</HI></L>
<L><PB N="224" REF="130">
<HI>Where larks the Youth? for now, as men report,</HI></L>
<L N="120"><HI>Hee's not in</HI> Chiron<HI>'s Cave, nor</HI> Peleus <HI>Court.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Speak then: if ever, now let thy de&s;ires</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wi&s;h for Prophetick brea&s;t-in&s;piring fires.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou &s;halt &s;ecure from war and danger re&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tho&s;e gentle Wreaths with Helmets ne're be pre&s;s'd.</HI></L>
<L N="125"><HI>Be happy in th'e&s;teem which all will ow</HI></L>
<L><HI>To thee, if thou to us</HI> Achilles <HI>&s;how.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Calchas</HI> this while his eyes doth wildly throw,</L>
<L>And his pale looks the god's approach do &s;how.</L>
<L>His cheeks &s;traight glow with heat: nor can he find</L>
<L N="130">Or friends, or tents; &s;o wild he is and blind.</L>
<L>Now in the sky great troops of gods he &s;pies,</L>
<L>Now from the Fowls he takes his Auguries,</L>
<L>Now asks the Fates below their hid de&s;igns,</L>
<L>And then con&s;ults the bright perfumed Shrines,</L>
<L N="135">Snatches the tops of the a&s;cending fires,</L>
<L>And with the holy fume him&s;elf in&s;pires.</L>
<L>His hairs erected &s;tood: in no one place</L>
<L>His neck kept fix'd, nor keep his feet one pace.</L>
<L>Tired at length and trembling, a voice broke</L>
<L N="140">Through the oppo&s;ing furie, and thus &s;poke.</L>
<L><HI>Whither do&s;t thou</HI> Chiron<HI>'s lov'd charge now bear,</HI></L>
<L>Thetis, <HI>with Woman's craft? Return him here.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hee's due to us: though waves obey thy will,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet</HI> Phoebus <HI>too a god my brea&s;t doth fill.</HI></L>
<L N="145"><HI>Where do&s;t thou hide the</HI> Trojan<HI>'s fate? I &s;ee</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Cyclades and &s;hores &s;ought out by thee,</HI></L>
<L><PB N="225" REF="130">
<HI>Where thou of thy unworthy theft art cas'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The guilty Land of Lycom<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">des pleas'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>O crime! tho&s;e &s;hamefull flowing garments tear,</HI></L>
<L N="150"><HI>And be not &s;ubject to a Mother's fear.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ah me! now from mine eyes, hee's ravi&s;h'd quite,</HI></L>
<L><HI>What guilty Virgin's that &s;alutes my &s;ight?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then &s;taggering, by his &s;trength and rage for|&s;ook,</L>
<L>He &s;unk down by the Altar whil&s;t he &s;hook.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="155">Then to <HI>Uly&s;&s;es, Diomede</HI> thus &s;aid,</L>
<L><HI>This bu&s;ine&s;&s;e now &s;eems to require our aid.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For I &s;hall ne'r refu&s;e to go with thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If the de&s;igne doth with thy thoughts agree.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though he in</HI> Tethys <HI>hollow &s;ounding caves</HI></L>
<L N="160"><HI>Were hid, or wrapp'd by</HI> Nereus <HI>in his waves,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou 'd&s;t find him out. Let thy care be expre&s;&s;'d</HI></L>
<L><HI>From that great &s;pring of coun&s;els in thy breast.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For, which of all our Prophets can deny</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy judgment equall to their Prophe&s;ie?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="165">Uly&s;&s;es pleas'd, repli'd, <HI>What thou would&s;t do,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Great</HI> Jove <HI>a&s;&s;i&s;t, and's blue-ey'd Daughter too.</HI></L>
<L><HI>We run a hazard, 't is an act of weight</HI></L>
<L><HI>To arm</HI> Achilles; <HI>and a &s;hame as great.</HI></L>
<L><HI>If our de&s;igne be fru&s;trated by fate:</HI></L>
<L N="170"><HI>Yet what the Grecians wi&s;h, I'le venture at,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with me, the Peleian Prince I'le bring,</HI></L>
<L><HI>El&s;e Calchas tongue did unin&s;pired &s;ing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Grecians &s;hout: and <HI>Agam<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">mnon</HI> too,</L>
<L>Excites them unto that they meant to do.</L>
<L><PB N="226" REF="131">
The Councell then di&s;&s;olv'd, the Grecians ri&s;e,</L>
<L>And with a gentle murmur &s;hew their joyes:</L>
<L>So at the night's approach, calm <HI>Hybla</HI> &s;ees</L>
<L>Return, with buzzing noi&s;e, her Laden bees.</L>
<L N="180">Now <HI>Ithacus</HI> a pro&s;perous gale implores</L>
<L>To fill his &s;ails, the youths too ply their Oars.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Farre off <HI>Achilles</HI> his di&s;gui&s;e conceal'd,</L>
<L>Who to <HI>Deidamia</HI> now mu&s;t be reveal'd.</L>
<L>She, though the crime were hid, did fear expre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L N="185">And thought her Si&s;ters at the thing might gue&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>For as <HI>Achilles</HI> &s;tood among the bright</L>
<L>Fair charming troup, (his blu&s;hes put to flight)</L>
<L>He cho&s;e his lov'd companion, (though the fair</L>
<L>Enamour'd troup for him had equall care)</L>
<L N="190">And practic'd the unknown de&s;ignes of love,</L>
<L>Which in her brea&s;t could no &s;u&s;pition move.</L>
<L>With ha&s;te, he follows her from place to place:</L>
<L>His eyes no bu&s;ine&s;&s;e find but in her face,</L>
<L>Repeating looks; he u&s;eth to abide</L>
<L N="195">A clo&s;e companion by her lovely &s;ide:</L>
<L>Sometimes about her, flowry wreaths he &s;trows,</L>
<L>And &s;ometimes at her, harmle&s;&s;e javelins throw.</L>
<L>Now chants he Layes, that Chiron taught, and brings</L>
<L>Her courted fingers to the warbling &s;tring;</L>
<L N="200">Straight his obliged lips to hers are fix'd,</L>
<L>And prai&s;es with a thou&s;and ki&s;&s;es mix'd.</L>
<L>She gladly learns how <HI>Pelions</HI> top was rai&s;'d,</L>
<L>And who <HI>Achilles</HI> was, and hears amaz'd</L>
<L><PB N="227" REF="131">
His name, with his atchievements of great things,</L>
<L N="205">Whil&s;t he him&s;elf, him&s;elf there pre&s;ent &s;ings.</L>
<L>She teaches then his gentler arms to pull,</L>
<L>In long extended threds, the following wool.</L>
<L>Setling the &s;haken di&s;taffe in its place,</L>
<L>And his full voice admires and &s;trong embrace:</L>
<L N="210">Ob&s;erves his looks on none but her were fix'd,</L>
<L>And all his words with long-fetcht &s;ighs were mix'd.</L>
<L>Now going to reveal his flame, &s;he flies</L>
<L>With Virgin-fears, and his de&s;ign denies.</L>
<L>So Heavn's great Ruler in his tender years,</L>
<L N="215">Ki&s;&s;'d his affected Si&s;ter without fears:</L>
<L>But Nature's laws being ob&s;erv'd no more,</L>
<L>She fears that love, &s;he blu&s;h'd not at before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At length, his Mother's craft he did di&s;clo&s;e,</L>
<L>A grove there was, who&s;e top to Heav'n aro&s;e.</L>
<L N="220">Sacred to <HI>Bacchus,</HI> in who&s;e &s;hades by nights</L>
<L>The women paid their Trieterick rites.</L>
<L>Whole herds they &s;laughtered, &s;pears from Trees they rent,</L>
<L>And to the God their gratefull furies &s;ent.</L>
<L>The Law forbad all Males: yet that command</L>
<L N="225">Was giv'n anew. Be&s;ides, a Prie&s;t did &s;tand</L>
<L>To watch the bounds, left they might be defil'd</L>
<L>By &s;ome ra&s;h man. At this <HI>Achilles</HI> &s;mil'd.</L>
<L>Before the troup he with the En&s;igne goes,</L>
<L>And in unpractiz'd ways his arms be&s;tows.</L>
<L><PB N="228" REF="132">
Such as became the &s;ex, and help'd the tales</L>
<L N="230">His Mother told. Wonder on all prevails</L>
<L>To &s;ee <HI>Deidamia's</HI> &s;elf excell'd, as &s;he</L>
<L>From her fair Si&s;ters challeng'd victory.</L>
<L>But from his &s;nowy neck, that &s;o exceld,</L>
<L>When the Hart's skin was thrown with Ivy held,</L>
<L N="235">His &s;hining brows with purple ribbands bound,</L>
<L>And to&s;&s;'d his &s;pear with Vines and Ivy crown'd.</L>
<L>The troup then all amaz'd the &s;acrifice</L>
<L>And rites for&s;ook; on him to feed their eyes.</L>
<L>So <HI>Bacchus</HI> look't, whil'&s;t he had yet re&s;ign'd</L>
<L N="240">To <HI>Theban</HI> luxuries his loo&s;ened mind,</L>
<L>Then leaves &s;oft wreaths, his green &s;pear head's with &s;teel,</L>
<L>And now his nobler force the Indians feel.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now <HI>Cynthia,</HI> in her Silver Chariot rode</L>
<L>On heaven's highe&s;t road, when the dull God</L>
<L N="245">Of Sleep payes vi&s;its to the earth, and flings</L>
<L>Over the &s;ilent world his heavy wings;</L>
<L>The tired Company then weary grown,</L>
<L>Lay down to re&s;t. <HI>Achilles</HI> all alone</L>
<L>Thus with him&s;elf begins, <HI>How long &s;hall I</HI></L>
<L N="250"><HI>Endure a Mo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hers fearfull &s;ubtilty?</HI></L>
<L><HI>And in this &s;oft e&s;&s;eminate Pri&s;on lo&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>My noble&s;t thoughts? May not my right hand cho&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>One armed dart, nor more pur&s;ue wild game?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Doth not</HI> Sp<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rchios <HI>&s;till for me complain?</HI></L>
<L N="255"><HI>And prom<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d hairs? Mu&s;t I for nothing look,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That's brave, who &s;uch a Ma&s;ter &s;o for&s;ook?</HI></L>
<L><PB N="229" REF="132">
Or to the &s;hades do all believe me fled,</L>
<L>And <HI>Chiron</HI> mourns me without i&s;&s;ue dead:</L>
<L>My darts and bow are now employ'd by thee,</L>
<L N="260"><HI>Patroclus</HI> too, and hor&s;es train'd for me;</L>
<L><HI>Whil&s;t I brandi&s;h a &s;pear with Ivy dre&s;s'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or learn to &s;pin, I blu&s;h while't is confe&s;s'd.</HI></L>
<L>Why do&s;t thou hide thy pa&s;&s;ionate de&s;igne,</L>
<L>And in di&s;&s;imulation bury time?</L>
<L N="265">Shall &s;till the&s;e flaming words con&s;ume thy brea&s;t,</L>
<L>And leave thy &s;ex and pa&s;&s;ion unexpre&s;t?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This &s;aid, and pleas'd with the conc<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aling time</L>
<L>Of night, &s;leep too a&s;&s;i&s;ting his de&s;igne,</L>
<L>She now no more his feign'd embraces found,</L>
<L N="270">Whil&s;t he by force his burning wi&s;hes crown'd.</L>
<L>The Stars all &s;mil'd, whil&s;t they the wantons &s;pi'd,</L>
<L>And <HI>Cynthia,</HI> her bright horns with blu&s;hes di'd.</L>
<L>The Woods and Hills rang with her noi&s;e; when all,</L>
<L>Rou&s;'d from their &s;leep, thought it the &s;ignall call.</L>
<L N="275">At which the ecchoing grove with clamours &s;hakes,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t he again, his wreathed Thyr&s;us takes:</L>
<L>But his afflicted mi&s;tre&s;&s;e fir&s;t thus chear<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</L>
<L><HI>'T is I am he (why do&s;t thou &s;hew the&s;e fears?)</HI></L>
<L><HI>Born of the Oceans Queen, who did be&s;tow</HI></L>
<L N="280"><HI>My breeding on me in The&s;&s;alian &s;now.</HI></L>
<L><PB N="230" REF="133">
<HI>Nor had I e're endur'd this &s;oft di&s;gui&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Had not I fir&s;t been charmed by thine eyes.</HI></L>
<L><HI>It was thy pow'r be&s;ides, that did command</HI></L>
<L><HI>A Timbrel and a Di&s;taff in this hand.</HI></L>
<L N="285"><HI>Why do&s;t thou weep, &s;ince to the Ocean's King,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou art a Child, that mu&s;t Heav'n i&s;&s;ues bring?</HI></L>
<L><HI>And ere thy Father &s;hall di&s;turb my joy,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Storms and unvanqui&s;h'd flames &s;hall all de&s;troy.</HI></L>
<L><HI>I am not turn'd a woman quite with this,</HI></L>
<L N="290"><HI>But yet awhile conceal this &s;tealth of bli&s;&s;e?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At this, new fears amaz'd th' affrighted <HI>Queen,</HI></L>
<L>Though &s;till &s;u&s;picious of him &s;he had been.</L>
<L>Trembling when he came near, now &s;he fear'd more,</L>
<L>When he confe&s;&s;'d what &s;he believ'd before.</L>
<L N="295">Should &s;he her Father tell, (what &s;hould &s;he do?)</L>
<L>And with her &s;elf ruine the lov'd Youth too?</L>
<L>For his dear &s;ake, &s;he rather cho&s;e to be</L>
<L>By &s;ilence made as deep in guilt as he.</L>
<L>By joynt con&s;ent, one confident they cho&s;e,</L>
<L N="300">To whom they did their &s;ecret theft di&s;clo&s;e,</L>
<L>Her womb now &s;wells: and, all her heavy time,</L>
<L>She cunningly conceals her &s;hame and crime.</L>
<L>Till Nature's ju&s;t de&s;igned term did come,</L>
<L>And kind <HI>Lucina</HI> did unload her womb.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="notes">
<PB N="231" REF="133">
<HEAD>ANNOTATIONS on the Third Book of <HI>STATIUS</HI> his <HI>ACHILLEIS.</HI></HEAD>
<P><HI>STatius,</HI> in the beginning of his third Book, (according to the <HI>Paris-</HI>Edition, for that of <HI>Am&s;terdam</HI> maketh but two) repre&s;enteth <HI>Greece</HI> preparing war again&s;t <HI>Troy,</HI> and declaring their affection to it. This was the fir&s;t war we read the Greeks were engaged in, <HI>Thucyd. lib.</HI> 1. And therefore it is the le&s;&s;e wonder that they loved war, &s;eeing they under&s;tood it not. Since al&s;o we have mon&s;trous examples of &s;ome, that have been weary of peace, giving it no better a name than <HI>Idlene&s;&s;e,</HI> and making it <HI>the &s;candall of a Nation.</HI> When it is wanted, it will be e&s;teemed. Such is the fa|tall folly of frail nature. <HI>Sylla</HI> told King <HI>Bocchus,</HI> that the gods ad|vi&s;ed him, when he cho&s;e any peace rather then war. And when &s;ome di&s;liked the effects of the Treaty, Salu&s;t <HI>Bell. Jug.</HI> excel|lently &s;aith, <HI>Scilicet ignari rerum humanarum, quae fluxae &amp; mobiles &s;aepi&ugrave;s in adver&s;a mutantur.</HI> Expectation of better is the great cou&s;e|nage of this world, at lea&s;t the attempts and profe&s;&s;ion of it.</P>
<P N="10">10. <HI>Two Oceans.] Peloponne&s;us,</HI> now called <HI>Morea,</HI> hath the Ionian Sea on the right hand, and the Aegean on the left, being a <HI>Pen|in&s;ula,</HI> in who&s;e <HI>i&s;thmus</HI> &s;tood the City of <HI>Corinth.</HI></P>
<P N="11">11. <HI>Malea.]</HI> A Promontory in <HI>Laconia,</HI> between which and <HI>Taena|rus</HI> is the Laconian Bay, <HI>Strab. lib.</HI> 8.</P>
<P N="16">16. <HI>Teme&s;a.]</HI> A City of the Brutians, famous for Bra&s;&s;e-mines; after called <HI>Temp&s;a, Plin. l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 5. There is a Town of this name in <HI>Cyprus</HI> al&s;o famous for Bra&s;&s;e. One of the&s;e afforded matter for the &s;tately Hor&s;e of <HI>Domitian, Statius Silv. lib.</HI> 1. <HI>in Equo. Domit.</HI></P>
<Q LANG="lat"><HI>Et qu&icirc;s &s;e totis</HI> Teme&s;e <HI>dedit hau|&s;ta metallis.</HI></Q>
<Q><L>Upon which large and &s;tately Statue, &s;hrines</L>
<L>The City <HI>Tem<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;a</HI>'s exhau&s;ted Mines.</L></Q>
<P N="17">17. <HI>Eubaea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;hore.] Euboea</HI> a&s;&s;i&s;ted with &s;hips, being an I&s;land oppo&s;ite to the Continent of <HI>Attica, Boeotia,</HI> and <HI>Locris,</HI> extending from <HI>Sunium</HI> as far as <HI>The&s;&s;alie, Strab. lib.</HI> 10.</P>
<P N="18"><PB N="232" REF="134">
18. <HI>Mycena]</HI> A City &s;o near <HI>Argos,</HI> that, as <HI>Strabo</HI> &s;aith, their names were oftentimes promi&s;euou&s;ly u&s;ed for one another. It was once the head of <HI>Argia;</HI> di&s;tant from <HI>Argos</HI> but fifty furlongs, <HI>Str<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">b. lib.</HI> 8. <HI>&amp; Pau&s;an. in Corinth.</HI> It received its name (as <HI>Etepha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">us</HI> &s;aith) from <HI>the handle of a Sword,</HI> which the Greeks call <GAP DESC="foreign">. The word &s;ignifleth properly a <HI>Mu&s;brain.</HI> It is u&s;ed al&s;o for <HI>the lower part of the handle of a Sword,</HI> which is like a Mu&s;hrum. <HI>Mycena</HI> had its name from hence, becau&s;e <HI>Per&s;eus</HI> letting the handle of his Sword fall there, was commanded by <HI>Mercury</HI> there to build that City.</P>
<P N="19">19. <HI>Pi&s;a.]</HI> A City near the River <HI>Alpheus,</HI> where the Olympick Games were celebrated, &s;eated in <HI>Elis,</HI> a Region, which with <HI>Me&s;&s;ena</HI> takes up the We&s;t-part of <HI>Peloponne&s;us.</HI> Here <HI>Salmoneus</HI> once reigned, who&s;e ambition and puni&s;hment is thus de&s;cribed, <HI>Aen.</HI> 6. 585.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&V;idi &amp; crudeles dantem <HI>Salmonea</HI> poenas,</L>
<L>Dum flammas <HI>Jovis</HI> &amp; &s;onitus imitatur. Olympi.</L>
<L>Quatuor hic invectus equis, &amp; lompada qua&s;sans,</L>
<L>Per Grai&ucirc;in populos mediaeque per <HI>Elidis</HI> urbem</L>
<L>Ibat ovans, Div&ucirc;inque &s;ibi po&s;eebat honorem:</L>
<L>Demens, qui nimbos &amp; non-imitabile fulmen</L>
<L>Ae<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e &amp; comipedum cur&s;u fimul&acirc;rat equorum.</L>
<L>At Pater omnipotens den&s;a. inter nubila telum</L>
<L>Conto<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">fit (non ille faces nec fumea tedis</L>
<L>Lumina) praecipitemque immani turbine adegit.</L></Q>
<Q><L>I al&s;o &s;aw <HI>Salmoneus</HI> cruell fate</L>
<L>In tortures held, who &s;trove to imitate</L>
<L><HI>Jove</HI>'s lightning, and the noi&s;e that heaven makes.</L>
<L>By four Steeds drawn, a &s;puttring Torch he &s;hakes,</L>
<L>And through fair <HI>Elis</HI> crowded &s;treets he drives,</L>
<L>Ambitious of the gods prerogatives;</L>
<L>Mad man to think, that Flame which thought exceeds,</L>
<L>To imitate with Bra&s;&s;e and trampling Steeds.</L>
<L>But through the cracking clowds enraged <HI>Jove</HI></L>
<L>A fatall ru&s;hing Dart whirl'd from above,</L>
<L>(Not Brands, nor &s;moaky Torches) and him ca&s;t</L>
<L>Headlong by that unimitable bla&s;t.</L></Q>
<P N="20">20 <HI>Nemea.]</HI> A Wood of <HI>Achaie,</HI> where <HI>Hercules</HI> &s;lew a Lion. <HI>Ser|vius</HI> &s;aith, <HI>Nemca e&s;t vicina &s;ylva</HI> Thebis, <HI>in qu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> Hercules <HI>interemit</HI>
<PB N="233" REF="134">
<HI>Leonem.</HI> But this is a great error in the learned <HI>Servius.</HI> For <HI>Nemea</HI> is a Forre&s;t between <HI>Cleona</HI> and <HI>Phlius, Strab. lib.</HI> 8. <HI>&amp; Thucyd. l.</HI> 5. which Towns are far di&s;tant from <HI>Thebes,</HI> which is in <HI>Boeotia.</HI></P>
<P N="21">21. <HI>Cyrrha.]</HI> A City of <HI>Phocis,</HI> in the Corinthian Bay, <HI>Strab. lib.</HI> 9. Pau&s;anias in <HI>Phocicis,</HI> makes it all one with <HI>Cri&s;&s;a; Plinie,</HI> not. Here <HI>Apollo</HI> was wor&s;hipped: And therefore the people haply &s;aid to have delighted in Arrows.</P>
<P N="22">22. <HI>Lerna gives hides.]</HI> Near <HI>Argos</HI> is a Lake of this name, where <HI>Hercules</HI> &s;lew the <HI>Hydra,</HI> notwith&s;tanding that in the room of one head lopped off, three new ones &s;till &s;prouted forth. <HI>Servius</HI> be|lieveth, that in this place there was a &s;wift River, which over|flowed the neighbouring Towns, and being &s;topped in one place, broke forth in many others with greater impetuou&s;ne&s;&s;e: Which mi&s;chief <HI>Hercules</HI> remedied, by damming up the whole Lake. There is a Town al&s;o, as <HI>Britannicus</HI> &s;aith, of this name.</P>
<P N="23">23, 24. <HI>Acarnan&mdash;with th' Aetolian.] Aetolia</HI> bordereth on <HI>Phocis, Acarnania</HI> on <HI>Aetolia,</HI> betwixt which runneth the river <HI>Ache|lous.</HI> The Bay of <HI>Ambracia</HI> parteth <HI>Acarnania</HI> from <HI>Epirus, Strab. l.</HI> 9.</P>
<P>&para; <HI>Argos.]</HI> Here <HI>Juno</HI> had a Temple, whence &s;he was called <HI>Juno Argiva.</HI> It is commonly placed in Maps a great way from the Sea; but <HI>Pau&s;anias in Corinthiacis</HI> &s;aith, It is but forty furlongs off; which <HI>Thucydides</HI> al&s;o confirmeth, <HI>lib.</HI> 5. where he &s;aith, that the Argives fearing the Lacedaemonians, and renewing League with the Athe|nians, rai&s;ed large Walls from their City down to the Sea-&s;hore, to the end, that if they were &s;hut up by Land, they might, by the Athenian's help, receive in fitting provi&s;ions by Sea.</P>
<P N="25">25. <HI>Arcadia.]</HI> A Region in the mid&s;t of <HI>Peloponne&s;us, Strab. lib.</HI> 8. remote every way from the Sea; famous for pa&s;ture, and much more, in having been the &s;ubject of &s;o many excellent Pens. For which cau&s;e it needeth no more of mine.</P>
<P N="26">26. <HI>Epirus.]</HI> A Country bordering on <HI>Greece,</HI> on the Ea&s;t divided from <HI>Achaia</HI> by <HI>Achelous,</HI> on the We&s;t by the Acroceraunian Moun|tains, which lie upon the Adriatick &s;hore; on the North it is boun|ded by <HI>Macedonia:</HI> Its South-&s;ide is wa&s;hed by the Ionian Sea. It was fir&s;t named <HI>Molo&s;&s;ia;</HI> afterwards <HI>Chaonia,</HI> from <HI>Chaon</HI> brother of <HI>Helenus;</HI> now, <HI>Albania.</HI> Once it was full of Cities and Inhabitants; but after it was vanqui&s;hed by the Romans, it long retained the marks of a conquered Nation. Among other things it was famous for &s;wift Hor&s;es, <HI>Servius in Virg. Georg.</HI> 3. That incomparable Poet <HI>(Georg.</HI> 1.) al&s;o a&s;cribeth the &s;ame to it,
<Q LANG="lat">&mdash;Eleadum palmas <HI>Epiros</HI> equarum.</Q>
<Q><PB N="234" REF="135">
<L><HI>Ep<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rus</HI> Breed by &s;wiftne&s;&s;e gains</L>
<L>The Garland in th' Olympick Games.</L></Q>
<HI>Servius in loc.</HI> out of <HI>Plinie,</HI> giveth this rea&s;on of their &s;wiftne&s;&s;e, that they &s;tale in their cour&s;es; which is not onely ridiculous, but impo&s;&s;ible. <HI>Georg.</HI> 3. 273. The Poet relateth the fond opinion of Mares generating with the wind, which <HI>Servi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s</HI> al&s;o out of <HI>Varro</HI> conirmeth. In the&s;e latter days, <HI>Epirus</HI> gained its greate&s;t fame, by being the place for which the generous <HI>Scanderbeg</HI> performed &s;o many glorious actions.</P>
<P N="27">27. <HI>Aonian &s;hades, and Phocis.]</HI> Both Regions of <HI>Boeotia.</HI> The Pho|cians inhabit the Ea&s;t-&s;ide of <HI>Para<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;&s;us</HI> the Mu&s;e's Hill, <HI>Sirah.</HI> 1. 9. <HI>Aonia</HI> al&s;o had a Fountain dedicated to the Mu&s;es: Whence Juve|nal <HI>Sat.</HI> 7.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;aptu&s;que bibendis</L>
<L>Fontibus Aonidum.</L></Q>
<P N="28">28. <HI>Pyles &amp; Me&s;&s;an<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.] Pylus</HI> is a City of <HI>Me&s;&s;enia,</HI> on the Pro|mentory <HI>Corypha&s;tum.</HI> Thucydides, <HI>lib</HI> 4. relating the advice of <HI>Demo&s;thenes</HI> to fortifie <HI>Pylus,</HI> taketh occa&s;ion to &s;hew its di&s;tance from <HI>Sparta</HI> to be four hundred furlongs, and that it &s;tandeth in the Territory, called by the Lacedaemonians <HI>Corypha&s;tum,</HI> that once be|longed to the Me&s;&s;enians. This was <HI>Ne&s;tor</HI>'s Country. There is al&s;o in <HI>Elis</HI> a City of this name; <HI>Strabo</HI> &s;peaketh of them both, and al&s;o of a third in <HI>Arcadia, Me&s;&s;ene,</HI> here called <HI>Me&s;&s;ana,</HI> is a City and Region on the We&s;t-part of <HI>Peloponne&s;us,</HI> con&s;ining on <HI>Arcadia, Elis,</HI> and <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aconia.</HI> But <HI>Me&s;&s;ana</HI> is a Town in <HI>Sicilie,</HI> near <HI>Pelorus. Strabo lib.</HI> 8. &s;aith, it was called <HI>Zancle:</HI> Which name, <HI>Ibucydides, lib.</HI> 6. &s;aith, the Sicilians gave it, becau&s;e it was like a Sickle, which they called <GAP DESC="foreign">. After, it received the name of <HI>Me&s;&s;ana,</HI> from <HI>Anaxilas</HI> the Tyrant of <HI>Rhegium,</HI> being the name of the Coun|try whence he was antiently de&s;eended; but others &s;ay from the Me&s;&s;enians, a people in <HI>Achaia.</HI></P>
<P N="34">34. <HI>T&auml;ygetus]</HI> A Mountain of <HI>Laconia,</HI> beginning at the Sea, and reaching up towards <HI>Arcadia</HI> as far as <HI>Lacedaemon, Sirah. lib.</HI> 8. It was &s;acred to <HI>Bacchus,</HI> as <HI>Servius</HI> &s;aith on the&s;e words, <HI>Georg.</HI> 2.
<Q LANG="lat">&mdash;et virginibus Bacchata Lacaenis T&auml;ygeta.</Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;And on <HI>T&auml;ygetus</HI> top, where all</L>
<L>Laconian Virgins pay their Bacchanalls.</L></Q>
<PB N="235" REF="135">
Cicero <HI>de divinat. lib.</HI> 1. &s;aith, The Lacedaemonians being warned by <HI>Anaximander</HI> to leave their hou&s;es, they were &s;uddenly thrown down by an Earth-quake, with part of the mountain <HI>T&auml;ygetus.</HI></P>
<P N="45">45. <HI>Stakes]</HI> The Antients made u&s;e of &s;takes in war, &s;harpned at one end, and hardned in the fire, <HI>Virg. Aen.</HI> 11.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">Stipitibus ferrum &s;udibu&s;que imitantur obustis.</Q>
<P N="57">57. <HI>Aulis]</HI> An Haven (or an I&s;land, as <HI>Servius</HI> &s;aith, <HI>in Aen.</HI> 4.) of <HI>Baeotia,</HI> where the Greeks made their great <HI>rendezvous,</HI> and took an Oath to de&s;troy <HI>Troy,</HI> or never to return, <HI>Senec. Agam.</HI> 170.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Cruore ventos emimus, &amp; bellum nece </L></Q>
<P><HI>&amp; v.</HI> 172.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Non e&s;t &s;oluta pro&s;pero cla&s;&s;is Deo.</L>
<L>Ejecit <HI>Aulis</HI> impias portu rates.</L></Q>
<Q><L>War and th' obliged Winds by blood were brib'd.</L>
<L>Not a propitious Power was their guide,</L>
<L>When from the Port of <HI>Aulis</HI> fir&s;t they fled,</L>
<L>And their &s;well'd &s;ails the impious Navy &s;pread.</L></Q>
<P>This <HI>blood</HI> was Iphigenia's, who was &s;acrificed to <HI>Diana,</HI> becau&s;e Agamemnon her father had killed a Hart which the godde&s;&s;e loved. Much contention there is concerning her transformation; Mo&s;t agree &s;he was turn'd into a Hinde. <HI>Ludovicus Coppellus</HI> in his <HI>Diatriba de vot<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Jephtae,</HI> compareth the condition of <HI>Agamemnon</HI> and <HI>Jephtha</HI> together, and maketh them contemporary, and fetcheth the name <HI>Iphigenia</HI> from <HI>Jephtha, qua&s;i Iephthigenia;</HI> and conceiveth the fable of her tran&s;mutation aro&s;e from the &s;tory of <HI>Iepthah</HI>'s daugh|ter wandring on the Mountains. Of this &s;acrifice &s;peaketh Nazi|anzen, <HI>Orat.</HI> 20. And Eu&s;ebius, <HI>de praeparat, Evang.</HI> hath much of human &s;acrifices; which are &s;aid to have been performed by divers Authors. The Fable of <HI>Agamemnon</HI>'s daughter is &s;et down by Hy|ginus, <HI>lib.</HI> 1. <HI>cap.</HI> 98. Ovid, <HI>Metamorph. lib.</HI> 13. Euripides, <HI>in Iphi|genia,</HI> Seneca <HI>in Agam.</HI> Dictys Creten&s;is, and many others.</P>
<P N="79">79. <HI>Antilochus]</HI> the &s;on of <HI>Ne&s;tor,</HI> famous for his actions again&s;t <HI>Troy. Statius</HI> here giveth him this character,</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;nec cogitet annos</L>
<L>Antilochus.</L></Q>
<P><PB N="236" REF="136">
This, <HI>Britannicus</HI> interpreteth of his youth, and his doing actions, that &s;uch years as his were not wont to produce. But had he re|membred, that his Father had been at the hanting of the Bore with <HI>Meleager, Ovid. Metamorph. lib.</HI> 8. <HI>fab</HI> 4. and had already li|ved two ages, when he came again&s;t <HI>Troy, Homer, Il. a</HI> 250. he might with more rea&s;on, have believed Juvenal, concerning the age of <HI>Antilochus&punc; Stat.</HI> 10. 250.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Oro, parumper</L>
<L>Attendas, quantum de legibus ip&s;e queratur</L>
<L>Fatorum, &amp; nimio de &s;tamine, cum vidci acris</L>
<L>Antilochi barbam arden<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">em, cum quaerit ab omni,</L>
<L>Qui&s;quis ade&s;t &s;ocius, cur haec in tempora duret,</L>
<L>Quod facinus dignu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> tam long<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> admi&s;erit aevo.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Hearken a little, how old <HI>Ne&s;tor</HI> cries</L>
<L>Again&s;t the Fates, and too kind de&s;tinies;</L>
<L>The beard of brave <HI>Antilochus,</HI> while he</L>
<L>Upon the funerall pile doth flaming &s;ee.</L>
<L>Of every one, demanding what &s;trange crime</L>
<L>Prolong'd his age to &s;uch a wretched time:</L></Q>
<P>85, 86. <HI>He mu&s;t be Hectors fate, And ruine of great Priam]</HI> The death of <HI>Hector,</HI> I have above &s;et down. The ruine of <HI>Priam</HI> is ju&s;tly attributed to <HI>Achilles,</HI> in that he begat <HI>Pyrrhus,</HI> who killed him before the Altar, <HI>Virg. Aen.</HI> 2 554.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Haec finis Priami fatorum; hic exitus illum</L>
<L>Sorte tulit, Trojam incen&s;am &amp; prolap&s;a videntem</L>
<L>Pergama, tot quondam populis terri<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">que &s;uperbum</L>
<L>Regnatorem A&s;iae, jacet ingens littore truncus,</L>
<L>Av<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">l&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">mque humeris caput, &amp; &s;ine nomine corpus.</L></Q>
<Q><L>This was of once great <HI>Priam</HI> the hard fate,</L>
<L><HI>Troy</HI> &s;een on fire, and his ruin'd &s;tate;</L>
<L>He who o're part of <HI>A&s;ia</HI> late did reign,</L>
<L>Now headle&s;&s;e lies, a corps without a name.</L></Q>
<P>We read of few examples, of &s;o great alteration of fortune, un|le&s;&s;e this later age hath produced them; Who now perhaps, take &s;uch a pro&s;pect of their &s;corned bodies, as <HI>Lucan, lib.</HI> 9. <HI>v.</HI> 10. gi|veth pompey of his from Heaven,</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><PB N="237" REF="136">
<L>&mdash;Illic post quam &s;e lumine vero.</L>
<L>Implevit, &s;tella&s;que vagas miratur, &amp; a&s;tra</L>
<L>Fix<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> polis, vidit quanta &s;ub nocte jacere<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Nostra dies, ri&s;itque &s;ui ludibria trunci.</L></Q>
<Q><L>There with true light in&s;pir'd, the wandring fires</L>
<L>And fixed &s;tars for ever he admires.</L>
<L>The day &s;ees wrap'd in night, which us beguiles,</L>
<L>And at his &s;corn'd and headle&s;&s;e carca&s;e &s;miles.</L></Q>
<P N="95">95. <HI>Phlegraean fields] Phlegra</HI> is a valley in <HI>The&s;&s;aly,</HI> where the mountains <HI>Pelion</HI> and <HI>O&s;sa</HI> &s;tand, on which the Poets feigned the Giants a&s;&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">lted heaven. There is another <HI>Phlegra</HI> in <HI>Campan<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">a,</HI> near <HI>Cume,</HI> which &s;ome make the &s;tage of that bold attempt, <HI>Strab&punc; lib.</HI> 5. Some reduce it to a truth, as ridiculous as the fable; How that a proud Nation, of mon&s;trous di&s;po&s;itions, rather then &s;ta|tures, warred again&s;t <HI>Hercules,</HI> and were here overthrown by help of lightning, which aro&s;e by agitation of winds, the ear<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">h being &s;ul|furous, and &s;o <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ubject to burning: From whence it had the name <HI>Phlegra,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign"> &s;ignifying <HI>to burn. Cicero,</HI> in his <HI>Ca<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o major,</HI> &s;aith the War of the Giants <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ith the gods, was nothing but Men' rebel|ling again&s;t Nature. And <HI>Macrobius, Saturn, lib.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 20. de&s;cri|beth them to have been an impio<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s race of men, who, denying the gods, were therefore &s;aid to attempt the dethroning of them, And their lower parts, feigned to be like the winding voluminous tails of Dragons; &s;ignified their indirect and crooked affections. <HI>Vadianus,</HI> in his learned Notes on <HI>Mela,</HI> under&s;tandeth this Gig<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">n|tomachia, of the enclo&s;ure of air in the earth, which forceth its way forth, as it were with defiance to Heaven, which is <HI>Jupiter;</HI> And this glanceth at th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Mythology, that <HI>Macrobius</HI> giveth. Ovid, <HI>Fastor.</HI> 5. thus expre&s;&s;eth the Fable.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Terra feros partus immania monstra gigantes</L>
<L>Edidit, auturos in Jovis ire domum.</L>
<L>Mille manus illis dedit, &amp; pro cruribu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> augues;</L>
<L>Atque ait, In magnos arma movete Deos&punc;</L>
<L>Exstruere hi montes ad &s;idera &s;u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> paraban,</L>
<L>Et magnum bello &s;ollicitare Jovem.</L>
<L>Fulmina de coe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">i jaculatus Jupiter arce,</L>
<L>Vertit in autores pondera vasta &s;uos.</L></Q>
<Q><PB N="238" REF="137">
<L>The Earth brought forth Giants to va&s;tne&s;&s;e grown,</L>
<L>That dur&s;t attempt to &s;torm <HI>Jove's</HI> &s;tarry Throne.</L>
<L>A thou&s;and hands &s;he gave them, crooked thighs</L>
<L>Like &s;nakes, and bids them war with Deities.</L>
<L>They hills on mountains pil'd to reach the &s;tars,</L>
<L>Attempting <HI>Jove</HI> him&s;elf with impious wars.</L>
<L>From who&s;e revenging hand, the lightning blaz'd,</L>
<L>Turning tho&s;e mountains on them which they rais'd.</L></Q>
<P>This, learned <HI>Bochartus</HI> accurately applieth to the builders of the Tower of <HI>Babel, Geograph. Sacr. lib.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 13.</P>
<P N="175">175. <HI>Hybla.]</HI> A City in <HI>Sicily,</HI> abounding with flowers and bees. <HI>Senec<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">dip.</HI> 601.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">Nec vere &s;tores Hybla tot medio creat.</Q>
<Q><L>Nor doth the fragrant Hybla bring</L>
<L>So many flowers in the &s;pring.</L></Q>
<P N="213">213. <HI>Heaven's great Ruler.] Jupiter</HI> was bred with his &s;i&s;ter <HI>Juno</HI> in <HI>Creet.</HI> See on Book II, ver&s;e 208. He was &s;aid to marry her by rea&s;on of the propinquity of the Fire and the Air; Hence al&s;o it was, that he could not match with <HI>Thetis,</HI> that is, the Sea. He is called <GAP DESC="foreign"> in Greek, <GAP DESC="foreign">, from being the gi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">er of Life. <HI>Aulus Gellius, lib.</HI> 5. <HI>c.</HI> 12. <HI>Jovem Latin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> veteres &agrave; ju<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">hdo appella|vere; eund&eacute;mque alio vocabulo juncto Patrem dixerunt:</HI> Which by the cutting off, and altering &s;ome Letters, is <HI>Jovi&s;pater&punc;</HI> as <HI>Mar&s;pater,</HI> or <HI>Mar&s;piter.</HI> This, unimitable <HI>Selden</HI> condemneth, <HI>Syniagm.</HI> 2. <HI>de Ba<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">l and Belo.</HI></P>
<P N="219">219, 220, 221, <HI>A grove there was&mdash;Sacred to</HI> Bacchus, <HI>in who&s;e &s;hades by nights, The women pay'd their Trieterick rit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s.]</HI> I &s;hall venture to be judged impertinent, rather then neglect th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;e two &s;ubjects, con&s;ecrated Groves, and the Rites of <HI>Bacchus;</HI> Of the&s;e, with as much brevity as is po&s;&s;ible. A Grove is called in Latin, <HI>I ucus, qu&ograve;d non luceat; non, qu&oacute;d &s;int ibi lumina cau&s;a religionis, ut qui|dam volunt,</HI> as Servius, in <HI>Aen.</HI> 1, And <HI>in Georg.</HI> 3. he affi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">meth, that all Groves were con&s;ecrated to <HI>Diana;</HI> Perhaps, it was ge|nerally believed &s;o, by rea&s;on that &s;he was reputed the Godde&s;&s;e of the Woods. For <HI>Servius</HI> certainly, could not forget that ver&s;e, <HI>Aen.</HI> 7.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">&mdash;Et viridi gaudens Feronia lucs.</Q>
<P><PB N="239" REF="137">
On which both him&s;elfe and <HI>Sabinus</HI> relate, that the grove of this Godde&s;&s;e, <HI>Feronia,</HI> being burnt down, and the people going to carry away her Statues, immediately it &s;prung up again, fre&s;h and green. Suetonius <HI>in Augu&s;to,</HI> &s;peaketh of a grove, &s;acred to <HI>Liber</HI> or <HI>Bacchus,</HI> where <HI>Octavius</HI> con&s;ulted concerning his &s;on; The&s;e Groves were u&s;ed for Temples by the Germans, <HI>Alexand. ab Alex. lib.</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 17. And Tacitus, <HI>de morib. Germanor, cap.</HI> 9. &s;aith, <HI>Lucos ac nemora con&s;ecrant, Deor&uacute;mque nominibus appellant &s;ecretion illud quod &s;ol&acirc; reverenti&acirc; vident:</HI> A de&s;cription of the&s;e groves, fee in <HI>Seneca, Oedip. act.</HI> 3. and in our Poet, <HI>Thebaid</HI> 4. I have in &s;ome of the&s;e Notes, given &s;hort intimations, that there was nothing in the wor|&s;hip of <HI>Daemons,</HI> which was not an imitation of the wor&s;hip of the true God: Larger proofs whereof, time perhaps may favour my in|tentions to produce. Among other things, Groves will appear to have had &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ch an originall; Learned Mr. <HI>Mede,</HI> on <HI>Jo&s;h.</HI> 24. 26. &s;heweth that the Jewes had their praying places, be&s;ides their Sy|nagogues, out of a notable place of <HI>Epiphanius,</HI> a Jew bred and born in <HI>Palae<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ine.</HI> Which, he &s;aith, were open places, and calleth them <HI>Pro&s;euchas.</HI> Of which Juvenal, <HI>Sat.</HI> 3. 296.</P>
<Q LANG="lat">&mdash;In qua te quaero pro&s;eucha?</Q>
<P>On which words, the Scholia&s;t and Lubine &s;ay, <HI>Pro&s;eucha</HI> &s;igni|fieth a place, where Beggars u&s;e to inhabit. For <GAP DESC="foreign"> is <HI>Orare, to beg</HI> or <HI>pray.</HI> Yet the Scholia&s;t immediately addeth, <HI>E&s;t Pro&s;eucha, locus Judaeorum, ubi orant;</HI> Mr. <HI>Mede</HI> al&s;o citeth a place of <HI>Philo Judaeus,</HI> in his <HI>de legat. ad Caium,</HI> where he commendeth the exceeding clemency of <HI>Augu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ius Cae&s;ar,</HI> in allowing the Jewes their <HI>Pro&s;eucha</HI>'s. But he denieth not but that, under that name, <HI>Philo</HI> comprehendeth Synagogues al&s;o; Politian <HI>Mi&s;cell. cap.</HI> 30. faith, the word is u&s;ed, <HI>pro Templo &amp; Synagoga Judaeorum.</HI> Some held the Jewes had no Synagogues before the Captivity: and their rea|&s;on, perhaps, is the &s;ilence of the Scripture, which mentioneth them not, till the Jewes were returned from <HI>Babylon:</HI> This Mr. <HI>Mede</HI> taketh notice of, and letteth it pa&s;&s;e for currant; But as for <HI>Pro&s;eucha,</HI> or con&s;ecrated Groves, he proveth them to be near as antient as <HI>Jo&s;huah:</HI> &s;hewing the Oak of <HI>Shechem,</HI> to have been &s;uch an one, and not a &s;ingle Tree, as the common interpretation rendieth it. That Trees were in the&s;e <HI>Pro&s;eucha</HI>'s, may be gathe|red from another place of <HI>Philo,</HI> cited by the &s;ame worthy Au|thor, where relating the outr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ge of the Gentiles, at <HI>Alexandria,</HI> again&s;t the Jewes, there dwelling in the time of <HI>Caius,</HI> he faith, <HI>Of &s;ome of the Pro&s;eucha</HI>'s, <HI>they cut down the Trees, others, they demo|li&s;hed</HI>
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<HI>to the very foundations.</HI> This al&s;o is implied by that of Juvenal, <HI>Sat.</HI> 6. 542.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Arcanam Iud<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> tremens mendicat a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> aurem,</L>
<L>Interpres legum Solymarum, &amp; magna &s;acerdos</L>
<L>A<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">boris.</L></Q>
And <HI>Sat.</HI> 3. 12. he complaineth, that the Jews had leave to live in the wood, which had been &s;acred to the Ma&s;es. Whence this joyning of Trees and Jews together, but from their having their Pro&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ucha's ordinarily &s;et with them? I could &s;et down many Texts of Scripture, which directly di&s;tingui&s;heth between the&s;e Groves and Temples, as <HI>P&s;al.</HI> 74. 7. though not rendred &s;o in the Vulgar. Tran&s;lation. So <HI>Gen.</HI> 13. 4. it is &s;aid, that Abraham <HI>went unto the place of the altar which he had made at fir&s;t, and there called on the name of the Lord.</HI> Which is explained by <HI>Gen.</HI> 21. 33. a place expre&s;&s;e to our purpo&s;e, <HI>And Abraham planted a grove in B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">er&s;heba, and called there on the name of the Lord, the everlasting God.</HI> Luk. 6. 12. we meet with one of the&s;e praying-places. There it is &s;aid of Je&s;us; <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>He went out into a mountain to pray, and continued there all night p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ying to God.</HI> So Beza rendieth the place, <HI>Abii<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> in montem ad precandum, &amp; pernoctavit illic preca<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s Deum,</HI> which certainly will not &s;eem a ju&s;t interpretation to any eyes: but it would be much more genuinely tran&s;lated <HI>in pro&s;eucha Dei,</HI> than, taking <GAP DESC="foreign"> for a Genitive ca&s;e of the Object, <HI>in precatione ad Deum.</HI> And in this &s;en&s;e, witho<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t doubt, the word is to be under&s;tood, Act. 16. 16. <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>euntibus nobis ad pro&s;e<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">cham,</HI> or <HI>locum <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rationis.</HI> Beza here al&s;o tran&s;lateth it <HI>ad precationem.</HI> But <HI>v</HI> 13. it is &s;aid, that <HI>Paul</HI> and his company <HI>went on the Sabbath day out of the city Philippi by a river &s;ide, where prayer was wont to be made.</HI> If the word <GAP DESC="foreign"> be here taken for <HI>prayer,</HI> neverthele&s;&s;e it importeth a place where it was u&s;ed, and that <HI>by a river's &s;ide:</HI> And it could not be a Temple, becau&s;e they <HI>went out of the city</HI> to it, and Temples always &s;tood in Cities. Therefore <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> judge the word mo&s;t properly to be taken for a place, that is, a <HI>Pro&s;euchs,</HI> or grove. The&s;e Dae<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ons taught the Gentiles, in imi|tation of the Jews, to u&s;e &s;uch places of devotion. H<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rein abomina|ble ceremonies were practi&s;e, as frequently appeareth in Scrip|ture, and therefore were they forbidden. See <HI>I&s;a.</HI> 57. 5. <HI>Ho&s;.</HI> 4. 13. <HI>Ezek</HI> 6. 13&punc; Thus much of Groves. Now for <HI>Baechus</HI> and his rit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s, I <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hall fir&s;t &s;et down the Fable, which hath more reflexion on the
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truth than is generally conceived. The Poets &s;ay, that <HI>Semele</HI> de|&s;iring to embrace <HI>Jupiter</HI> as <HI>Iuno</HI> was wont, and being burnt for her ambitious appetite; <HI>Iupiter</HI> caught his little imperfect Infant from within her, and having &s;ewed it up within his own thigh, kept it there till the time was compleat that it &s;hould have lien in the womb Then i&s;&s;uing forth, he was bred up by Nymphs, and be|came the inventer of Wine. Of which, &s;ee Eu&s;ebius <HI>de praeparat. Evang. lib.</HI> 2. <HI>cap.</HI> 2. who there &s;peaketh of another <HI>Bacchus</HI> the &s;on <HI>Iupiter</HI> and <HI>Pro&s;erpine,</HI> much antienter than the &s;on of <HI>Semele.</HI> But this is rather from others fancies, than from proofs either of his own or theirs. As little will it be nece&s;&s;ary to take notice of the endeavours of <HI>Macrobius,</HI> to make <HI>Bacchus</HI> all one with <HI>Apollo, Sat. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 8. Which opinion is condemned by Ea&s;ebius, <HI>de praepar. Evang. l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 13. It will be onely in &s;ome &s;mall manner conveni|ent, to take &s;ome &s;leight notice of &s;ome Phy&s;icall applications of the Fable. <HI>Bacchus,</HI> they &s;ay, was feigned to proceed from his fa|ther's thigh, becau&s;e Vines pro&s;per be&s;t in a warm &s;oil. His lips were anointed with Hony by the daughter of <HI>Ari&s;taeus;</HI> for the Antients held Wine a friend to Eloquence. He continueth &s;till young; for Wine pre&s;erveth the heart from cares, which are a grea|ter cau&s;e of wrinckles and gray hairs than age. Hence al&s;o was he called <HI>Liber.</HI> Other rea&s;ons of which name, &s;ee in Plutarch, <HI>Quae&s;t. Roman qu.</HI> 25. Many other appellations of his &s;ee in Ovid <HI>Metam. l.</HI> 4. Aelian <HI>&V;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r. hist. l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 41. Alex. ab Alex. <HI>l.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 4. Natal. Com. <HI>l.</HI> 5. <HI>c.</HI> 13. Pier. <HI>Hieroglyph. l.</HI> 27. Gyrald. <HI>Synt<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">gm</HI> 8. All which, having no relation to the truth, I forbear to meddle with. For declaring who <HI>Bacchus</HI> was, and what his rites and ceremo|nies were, I hold it req<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">i&s;ite to &s;hew who <HI>Saturn</HI> the father of <HI>Iove</HI> was, by whom <HI>Bacchus</HI> was begotten; and herein I &s;hall wholly fol|low learned <HI>Bochartus. Saturn</HI> he accurately proveth to be <HI>Noah.</HI> For, as the Scripture &s;tyleth a Souldier, <HI>a man of war,</HI> Jo&s;h. 5. 4. a murderer, <HI>a man of blood,</HI> 2 Sam. 16 7. &amp;c &s;o it &s;ty<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eth <HI>Noah</HI> onely, <HI>a man of the earth,</HI> that is, an Husbandman: Which title <HI>Saturn</HI> had, and was, as <HI>Noah,</HI> believed the fir&s;t planter of Vine|yards. Therefore to him they attribute the u&s;e of the Reap-hook, and picture him with one, Plutarch <HI>Quae&s;t. Rom.</HI> 42. Macrob. <HI>Sa|turn l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 7, <HI>&amp;</HI> 10. And as if <HI>Noah,</HI> by his being <HI>a man of the earth,</HI> had indeed married the earth, <HI>Saturn</HI> was &s;aid to be t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e hus|band of <HI>Rhea,</HI> which &s;eemeth to be derived of <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>to flow,</HI> and &s;ignified the earth, which is the &s;ea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> of moi&s;ture. For, according to antient Philo&s;ophers, all Rivers are generated, and have their cour&s;es under ground. This Virgil &s;heweth, <HI>Georg.</HI> 4. who &s;aith,
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That when <HI>Ari&s;taeus</HI> was admitted into his mother's kingdom,
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Omnia &s;ub magna labentia flumina terra</L>
<L>Spectabat diver&s;a locis.</L></Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;There under ground he &s;pi'd</L>
<L>How &s;everall ways the wandring Rivers glide.</L></Q>
Macrobius <HI>Saturn l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 10. deriveth <HI>Saturn</HI>'s name <HI>&agrave; &s;a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">u,</HI> to wit, <HI>from planting</HI> or <HI>&s;owing. Satur,</HI> that is, <HI>plenteous</HI> or <HI>abundant,</HI> is nearer to it; and <HI>Sator,</HI> that is, a <HI>Sower</HI> or <HI>Planter.</HI> From <HI>Noah</HI>'s being drunk, Bochartus <HI>lib.</HI> 1. <HI>cap.</HI> 1. bringeth the u&s;e of the <HI>Sa|turnalia;</HI> and in&s;erteth a pretty ob&s;ervation concerning his cur&s;ing of <HI>Cham,</HI> becau&s;e he had &s;een his &s;ecret parts. The like the Heathens held proceeded from <HI>Saturn.</HI> For <HI>Minerva</HI> having &s;tricken <HI>Tire<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">as</HI> blind for &s;eeing her naked, thus excu&s;eth her &s;elf to his mother, <HI>Callimach. Hymn.</HI>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;non per me, perdidit ille o culos:</L>
<L>Nec mihi luminibus pueros orbare volupt<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</L>
<L>Ast &agrave; falcigero lex Sene l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> jubet.</L>
<L>&V;t poena graviore luat, te<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eraria qui&s;quis</L>
<L>Au&s;it in invitos lumina ferre deos.</L></Q>
<Q><L>'Twas not by me: nor do I take delight</L>
<L>Or plea&s;ure to rob any of their &s;ight.</L>
<L>The Law from Saturn came, That he &s;hould be</L>
<L>Puni&s;h'd, who e're th'unwilling gods &s;hould &s;ee.</L></Q>
For this, Actaeon &s;uffered. And to this Law Propertius alludeth, <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">eg.</HI> 12. &s;peaking of the Golden age,
<Q LANG="lat">Non fuerat nud<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> poena videre deas.</Q>
The &s;on of <HI>Noah</HI> or <HI>Saturn</HI> which was cur&s;ed, was <HI>Cham</HI> or <HI>Ham;</HI> who, by rea&s;on of his being the younge&s;t, or rather becau&s;e cur&s;ed by his father, inhabited the &s;andy and barren parts of <HI>Africk,</HI> where he was wor&s;hipped by the name of <HI>Jupiter Hammon,</HI> or <HI>Ham.</HI> Now <HI>Ham</HI> had a &s;on or grand&s;on called <HI>Nimrod,</HI> who was all one with <HI>Bacchus,</HI> as <HI>Bochartus,</HI> without any que&s;tion, concludeth, <HI>lib.</HI> 1. <HI>cap.</HI> 2. For <HI>Bacchus</HI> is the &s;ame with BAR-CHUS, that is, <HI>the &s;on of Chu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></HI> or <HI>C<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;h,</HI> as Nimrod was, <HI>Gen.</HI> 10. 8. So <HI>Darme&s;ek</HI> and <HI>Dam|me&s;ek</HI> is all one with <HI>Dama&s;cut.</HI> One of <HI>Bacchus</HI> his antient names
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is <GAP DESC="foreign">, which &s;ignifieth <HI>a mighty Hunter,</HI> as <HI>Nimrod</HI> was, <HI>Gen.</HI> 10. 9. And this is the rea&s;on why &s;ome held <HI>Bacchus</HI> the &s;ame with <HI>Pluto, Pluto enim defunctorum <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">nimss venatur &amp; captat.</HI> Bacchus was al&s;o called <GAP DESC="foreign">, from <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>an Hind's Calf,</HI> becau&s;e him&s;elf and his frantick adorers were u&s;ually clad with Stags skins. This al&s;o hath relation to <HI>Nimrod</HI>'s being termed <HI>an Hunter:</HI> And <HI>Bochar|tus</HI> &s;heweth <HI>Nimrod</HI> and <HI>Nebrod</HI> to be all one. <HI>Bacchus</HI> was &s;aid to be born of <HI>Jupiter</HI>'s thigh: Now &s;ome will not have <GAP DESC="foreign"> to &s;ignifie <HI>a thigh,</HI> but to be the name of an Hill where he was born, by <HI>Ny&s;a</HI> in <HI>India;</HI> &s;o Mela, <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>cap.</HI> 7. and Plinie, <HI>lib.</HI> 6. <HI>cap.</HI> 21. Others conceive, it &s;ignifieth <HI>the &s;ide</HI> of a mountain, as <HI>Iudg</HI> 19. 1. <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>in the thighs,</HI> or <HI>&s;ides, of mount Ephr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">im.</HI> And 2 King. 19. 23. <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>to the thighs,</HI> or <HI>&s;ides, of Libanus.</HI> So perhaps Bacchus was &s;aid to be born out of his father's thigh, becau&s;e he was born on the &s;ide of &s;ome mountain, not that of <HI>India.</HI> But I much rather believe this part of the Fable aro&s;e from mi&s;take of the originall word <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>femur,</HI> that is, <HI>the thigh,</HI> or <HI>the leg,</HI> which the Scripture u&s;eth for a mode&s;t expre&s;&s;ion of the place of generation, as Mr. <HI>Mede</HI> teacheth on <HI>Gen.</HI> 49. 10. where he inter|preteth al&s;o the words, <HI>[from between his feet]</HI> to &s;ignifie his po&s;terity. Gen. 46. 26. it is &s;aid, <HI>All the &s;ouls that came with Jacob into Egypt, which came out of his loins,</HI> &amp;c. And Exod. 1. 5. <HI>All the &s;ouls which came out of the loyns of Jacob.</HI> But in both places the Hebrew &s;ig|nifieth <HI>thigh,</HI> as the Marginall Notes in our Bibles &s;how&punc; And learned <HI>Bochartus</HI> &s;aith, the Phoenician words, which properly &s;ig|nifie <HI>the thigh,</HI> &s;ignifie al&s;o the generating parts. Thus <HI>Bacchus his proceeding from the thigh of Jupiter,</HI> according to the Orientall ex|pre&s;&s;ions, (from whence this Fable came) implieth no more, than that <HI>Bacchus was the &s;on of Jupiter.</HI> Now I &s;hall briefly con&s;ider their Rites, which will appear the &s;ame with the wor&s;hip of Heroes and Daemons. Jupiter the &s;on of Saturn or Noah was the &s;ame that was named <HI>Baal</HI> or <HI>Belus,</HI> as Bochartus &s;heweth, <HI>Geogr. &s;acrae.</HI> pag. 189. <HI>Bell</HI> was the proper <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ldaean word, <HI>Baal</HI> the Phoenician, as the mo&s;t learned Selden &s;aith, <HI>Syntagm. de Baal &amp; Belo;</HI> both which names (as he &s;heweth) are promi&s;cuou&s;ly u&s;ed by Fl. Jo&s;ephus. The &s;ame illu&s;trious Author proveth <HI>Baal</HI> to be Jupiter; and withall maketh it appear, that <HI>Baal</HI> was a generall name for all the gods of the Gentiles. And <HI>Belus</HI> might be taken for Heaven: and &s;o per|haps the Altar which <HI>Mana&s;&s;eh</HI> rai&s;ed <HI>to the ho&s;t of heaven</HI> was erect|ed to <HI>Baal</HI> or <HI>Bell.</HI> Eu&s;ebius <HI>de praepar. Evang l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 10. &s;aith, <HI>Beel-&s;ames</HI> &s;ignifieth <HI>the Lord of Heaven,</HI> who by the Greeks <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> cal|led <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Jupiter.</HI> As the Altars of Baal which Jo&s;iah threw down
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Were <HI>in high places,</HI> &s;o Delrius <HI>in Senecam. Hercul. Oct.</HI> citeth a place of <HI>Herodotus,</HI> to prove that &s;acrifices were performed on the Tops of high mountains. <HI>Omnis autem mons,</HI> &s;aith he, <HI>Jovis mons dicitur, quoniam mos fuit antiquorum ut &s;upreme Deorum in &s;ublimi l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">co &s;acrificarent.</HI> This he citeth out of <HI>Melanthes,</HI> that <HI>every mountain was called th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> mountain of Jupiter, becau&s;e it was the cu&s;tom of the anti|ents, to &s;acrifice to the mo&s;t high God in an high place.</HI> Now as the Babylonian <HI>Bel,</HI> differed from the Phoenician <HI>Baal.</HI> or <HI>Bel,</HI> &s;o <HI>Jupi|ter Hammon, from <HI>Jupiter Capitolinus,</HI> and others. St. <HI>Paul,</HI> 1 <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">or.</HI> 8. 5. &s;aith, <HI>Sunt dii multi, &amp; domini multi.</HI> Which Mr. <HI>Selden</HI> al|loweth to be <HI>many Bels;</HI> or, as the <HI>Europaeans</HI> &s;peak, <HI>many Joves.</HI> And thus the name of <HI>Belus;</HI> was conferred on many; But that<HI>-Baal</HI> or <HI>Jupiter</HI> who was the &s;on of <HI>Noah</HI> or <HI>Saturn,</HI> was the fir&s;t we read of, th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t was wor&s;hipped; though the wor&s;hip of <HI>Ba<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ls,</HI> was the wor&s;hip of Heroes or Daemons; To which we now de&s;cend. And that it may appear mo&s;t rea&s;onable, to apply this wor&s;hip to the mo&s;t early per&s;ons, that we read of in the World; two things are to be thought on, 1. That the Devill no &s;ooner fell from Heaven, but he began to act again&s;t God: as we &s;ee in his tempting of <HI>Eve,</HI> 2. That he found, all men would be apt to ado<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e mo&s;t, what they knew here, and from which they received mo&s;t benefit; Whic<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> was the &s;ol<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> rea&s;on, that <HI>Plato</HI> and other Heath<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">s give for the wor|&s;hipping of Heroes. And in the time of <HI>Noah,</HI> there being none be&s;ides him and his &s;ons to leave beneficiall directions for the &s;ucceeding age, it is likely, that they were the fir&s;t, who, by the Devil's means, were wor&s;hipped as Heroes: To who&s;e wor&s;hip, the Daemons jo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ned their own. That their wor&s;hips were the &s;ame, <HI>Cicero</HI> confirmeth, making Gods and Heroes all one&punc; <HI>Divas, &amp; cos qui coelestes &s;empe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">habiti, colunto; &amp; illos quos in coelum merita voca|verint,</HI> that is&punc; <HI>Tho&s;e Gods which have ever been in Heaven, are to be wor&s;hipped; and tho&s;e al&s;o, whom their de&s;erts have called th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ther.</HI> And again, <HI>By death they came to be Gods;</HI> Apuleius al&s;o, <HI>E&s;t &s;uperius ali|ud augu&s;tiu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">que Daemonum genus,</HI> &amp;c. <HI>There is,</HI> &s;aith he, <HI>a more high and excellent kind of Daemons, which never were impri&s;oned in bodies: And the&s;e</HI> Pl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">to <HI>be<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ieved, were the directers of the minds of men.</HI> And <HI>Plato</HI> in his <HI>C<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">atylus,</HI> giveth the &s;ame Title un o He<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">oes; affir|ming, that <HI>He&s;iod</HI> and other Poets, &s;ay excellently well, that good men, when they die, attain great Honour and Dignity, becoming <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>wi&s;e ones.</HI> And in his <HI>de Republ.</HI> he would have all that die valiantly in the field, to be wor&s;hipped as Daemons, and all that <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> any thing profit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ble for their Country; <HI>Cicero,</HI> al&s;o in his <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> S<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">p.</HI> maketh him &s;ay, that all which died in the &s;ervice
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of their Country, be rewarded with Divinity: On which, &s;ee <HI>Ma|crobius, lib.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 4. There are &s;ome, that believe <HI>Serapis,</HI> who&s;e Idol had a Bu&s;hell on its head, was <HI>Jo&s;eph</HI> wor&s;hipped by the Aegyptians; Mr. <HI>Mede,</HI> in his <HI>Apo&s;ta&s;ie of the la&s;t times,</HI> citeth <HI>Ph<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lo Byblius,</HI> who in his Preface, to <HI>Sanchuntathon,</HI> the antient Phaenician Hi&s;torian, &s;aith, The Phoenicians and Aegyptians, account tho&s;e as the greate&s;t Gods, who had found out any thing profitable for the Life of man, or de&s;erved well of any Nation. See <HI>Eu&s;ebius, de praepar. Evang. l.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 6. about the middle; To the&s;e al&s;o, were Temples erected as well as to their Daemon-gods. <HI>Thu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ydides, lib.</HI> 2. &s;aith, The <HI>Athenians,</HI> who after the Per&s;ian War, inhabited the Country, altering their re&s;olutions, went to dwell in the City; but finding it not large enough to <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eceive them, they filled al&s;o the Temples and Chappels of the Heroes. <HI>Clemens Alex.</HI> in his <HI>Pro|trept.</HI> and <HI>Strom.</HI> giveth many the like in&s;tances, which I forbear to adde; Onely &s;hewing, that the Daemons joyned their own wor|&s;hip to that of <HI>Heroes,</HI> or deified men, as being the apte&s;t cour&s;e to draw men from the wor&s;hip of the true God; Religion, in the in|fancy of the World, being mo&s;t confirmed by vi&s;ibilities: Which way God him&s;elf was plea&s;ed to allow, and the Devils imitated. The wor&s;hip of the&s;e <HI>Heroes,</HI> or <HI>Baalim,</HI> we find to have been whol|ly Tragicall, as <HI>Plutarch, de defectu oracu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">or.</HI> de&s;cribeth it: <HI>ut colli|g<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">mus ex utrorumque &s;acrificiis, orgiis &amp; ritibus &s;acrorum multa admixta funebria &amp; lugubria cernentes.</HI> Now this&punc; was an expre&s;&s;ion of &s;or|row for the decea&s;ed; which grew a part of the religion. Where|fore we read, <HI>Lev.</HI> 19. 28. <HI>Ye &s;hall not make any cuttings in your fle&s;h for the dead.</HI> So <HI>Lev.</HI> 21. 5. <HI>They &s;hall not make baldne&s;&s;e on their heads, nor make any cuttings in their fle&s;h.</HI> This cutting off hair, we find often an expre&s;&s;ion of &s;orrow among the antient Poets; And its being forbidden by God, is a plain Demon&s;tration, that it was part of the Idolatrous wor&s;hip of Daemons or <HI>Heroes.</HI> Yet &s;ome|times it was u&s;ed onely, for an expre&s;&s;ion of &s;orrow, See <HI>Jer.</HI> 48. 37. To this effect, Saint <HI>Augu&s;tine de civ. dei. l.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 10. q<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">oteth a place of <HI>Seneca</HI>'s, not ex&s;tant in his works <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ut praefixed by <HI>Lip&s;ius</HI> in his Edition; who thus de&s;cribeth this <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">latious and Tragicall employment, <HI>Ille viriles &s;ibi partes amputat, ille lacertos &s;ecat. Se ip&s;i in temp<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">s contrucidant, vulneribus &s;uis &amp; &s;anguine &s;upplicant.</HI> An ex|acter de&s;cription, cannot be had of their cutting and lancing them|&s;elves, and making their wounds their &s;upplications. This &s;ad manner of wor&s;hip, we may plainly &s;ee to be no other th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">at of <HI>Baal</HI> or <HI>Jove,</HI> as it is expre&s;&s;ed, 1 <HI>Kings</HI> 18 28. <HI>And th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> cried a|loud,</HI> (that is, the Prie&s;ts of <HI>Baal) and cut them&s;elves after their man|ner</HI>
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<HI>with knives and lancers, till the blood gu&s;hed out upon them.</HI> Thus have we &s;een the wor&s;hip of of Baal or Jove; that is, Cham or Ham the &s;on of <HI>Noah;</HI> Who&s;e ill mind, it is probable, was ea&s;ily enticed by Spirits, to cau&s;e him&s;elf to be wor&s;hipped when dead. We &s;hall find his &s;on Bacchus to have had no other rites but tho&s;e of his. I will not &s;tand to di&s;pute when Bacchus lived, whom Cle|mens Alex. <HI>lib</HI> 1. <HI>Strom.</HI> placeth after Mo&s;es. Neither will I &s;et down the rea&s;ons of learned <HI>Vo&s;&s;ius,</HI> who &s;aith he was Mo&s;es. This would be too large a field to walk over, and at this time not great|ly to my purpo&s;e. I will onely &s;hew, that his wor&s;hip was the &s;ame with that of Daemons or Heroes, as Baal's or Jove's was. Fir&s;t, it will not be ami&s;&s;e to take notice, that Bacchus had the title of <HI>Heros</HI> given him, <HI>Plutarch Quae&s;t. Graec.</HI> 36. His name BACCHUS &s;ignifieth &s;omething <HI>fu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ious.</HI> So he is al&s;o called <HI>Maenoles, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">b in&s;ania:</HI> of which, &s;ee Eu&s;ebius, <HI>Praep. Evang. l.</HI> 2 <HI>c</HI> 3. who expre&s;&s;eth it according to Clemens Alex. <HI>in Protreptico,</HI> where he applieth the word <HI>Evan,</HI> which when they kept their <HI>Bacchanalta,</HI> they u&s;ed to houl out, being crowned with Serpents, to the fir&s;t Serpent the Tempter, <HI>Et &s;ignum Bacchicorum orgiorum est Serpens initiatus my&s;te|riis.</HI> And, by the way, this perhaps was the cau&s;e why in the&s;e rites they u&s;ed to be crowned with Ivy: This, being always young and flouri&s;hing, is the hieroglyphick of the Serpent, who, by ca|&s;ting his skin, reneweth his youth. Bochartus &s;heweth, how Bac|chus his name commeth <HI>&agrave; luctu,</HI> from the funera<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">l rites and howl|ings u&s;ed in his wor&s;hip. But &s;uch were not proper to Bacchus, but common to all Daemons or Heathen gods. <HI>Alexand. ab Alex. lib.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 12. <HI>Non animali victim&acirc;, nec ho&s;ti&acirc;, &s;ed &s;uo cruore &s;acrificant.</HI> And perhaps the&s;e &s;ad ceremonies of wounding them&s;elves, were by &s;ome over-devout Zelots extended to human &s;acrifices, which were offered to divers Heroes, and among them to Bacchus, as Clemens Alex. <HI>in Proireptico,</HI> reporteth from <HI>Do&s;idas</HI> and others. Eu&s;ebius <HI>Praep. Evang. l</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 16. relateth the &s;ame out of <HI>Porphyrius,</HI> where he mentioneth others be&s;ides Bacchus, to whom human &s;acrifices were offered. The <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> of his Prie&s;ts we often met with, leaping and dancing on the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">horus's.</HI> So Baal's Prie&s;ts are de&s;cribed, 1 King. 18. 26. <HI>And <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">y leapt upon the altar which was made.</HI> The Margin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ll Note, according to the Hebrew, is, <HI>They leapt up and down a</HI> (or <HI>about) the altar.</HI> The cries and wailings in the <HI>Bacchana|lia</HI> were <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o other, than the howls which accompanied the&s;e cere|mon<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> I&s;a. 15. 2. <HI>Moab &s;hall howl over Nebo and over Medeba: on all th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"> &s;hall be baldne&s;&s;e, and every beard cut off.</HI> And that the rites <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> appear the &s;ame in all things, we may &s;ee the very cut|ting
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and lanching, that is, the effu&s;ion of blood, mentioned in Baal's Wor&s;hip, to be al&s;o performed in the Fea&s;ts of Bacchus; as <HI>Statius</HI> intimateth, de&s;cribing the wandring <HI>Polynices,</HI> who leaveth
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;Ogygiis ululata furoribus antra</L>
<L>De&s;erit, &amp; pingues Baccheo &s;anguine colles.</L></Q>
<Q><L>Tho&s;e caves which furious rites with howlings fill,</L>
<L>And with Bacchean blood th'enriched hill.</L></Q>
Upon which, Lactantius &s;aith, <HI>Citheronem &s;ignificat, ubi &s;e Bacchae &s;ecant in honorem Liberi;</HI> that is, <HI>By the hill is meant Citheron, where the Bacchae,</HI> the Prie&s;ts of Bacchus, <HI>cut them&s;elves in honour of Liber,</HI> or <HI>Bacchus.</HI> Thus have I made it appear, that the wor&s;hip of Bacchus was exactly the &s;ame with his father Jupiter's, and both no other than that of Heroes and Daemons. And herein was there an imita|tion of the wor&s;hippers of the true God, as may be gathered from <HI>Jer.</HI> 41. 5. <HI>There came certain men from Shechem, from Shiloh, and from Samaria, even four&s;core men, having their beards &s;haven, and their clothes rent, and having cut them&s;elves, with offerings and incen&s;e in their hand, to bring them to the hou&s;e of the Lord.</HI> And becau&s;e the Lord &s;aw that this would be converted to Daemon-wor&s;hip it was there|fore perhaps forbidden in the above. quoted places of <HI>Leviticus,</HI> and <HI>Deut.</HI> 14. 1.</P>
<P N="254">254. <HI>D&oacute;th not Sperchios.]</HI> A river in The&s;&s;alie, to which <HI>Peleus</HI> promi&s;ed his &s;on <HI>Achilles</HI> his hairs, if he returned &s;afe from the Tro|jan war. <HI>Maturantius</HI> &s;aith, It was a cu&s;tom to offer the hair of Youths to the gods of Rivers, becau&s;e moi&s;ture is the cau&s;e of en|crea&s;e. But I read of no &s;uch cu&s;tom. I have rather given an un|der&s;tanding of this in the precedent Note, where I &s;hewed, that the cutting off of hair was a &s;acred ceremony, performed to Heroes or Daemons. And no River antiently being thought to be without a Deity, <HI>Peleus</HI> vowed the hairs of <HI>Achilles</HI> to <HI>Sperchios,</HI> that is, he promi&s;ed he &s;hould be wor&s;hipped by him with the performance of that Daemon-rite. And the&s;e words of <HI>Achilles,</HI> which <HI>Homer Il.</HI> &psgr;'. maketh <HI>Achilles</HI> &s;peak over the body of his dear <HI>Patroclus,</HI> &s;hew, that <HI>Peleus</HI> had built Temples to <HI>Sperchios.</HI>
<Q><L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="foreign">,</L>
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<Q><L>In vain, <HI>Sperchios, Peleus</HI> vow'd to thee</L>
<L>At my return to <HI>Greece</HI> the&s;e Locks from me,</L>
<L>Be&s;ides a Hecatomb, &s;hould then be paid,</L>
<L>And on thine altars fifty Weathers laid,</L>
<L>Near to tho&s;e fountains where thy Temple's rais'd,</L>
<L>And odors on thy fragrant altars blaz'd.</L>
<L>So <HI>Peleus</HI> vow'd. But he's un&s;atisfi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d.</L>
<L>And &s;ince my Country I am now deni'd</L>
<L>For ever, the&s;e hairs to the Stygian &s;hade</L>
<L>In my <HI>Patroclus</HI> hand &s;hall be convey'd.</L>
<L>This &s;aid, in his friends hand his hair he pre&s;s'd,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t every one affected grief expre&s;s'd.</L></Q>
Alexander ab Alexandro <HI>lib.</HI> 5. <HI>cap.</HI> 25. &s;aith, This Ceremony was performed by the Delian Youths and Maids, over the Hyperborean Virgins, the Men laying their hair on the Sepulchers, the Virgins upon the Tombs. And <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>cap.</HI> 7. that it was u&s;ed by the Barba|rians, not onely in funerals, but in any great adver&s;ity; and that the Per&s;ians at funerals <HI>non tantum &s;eip&s;os &s;ed &amp; equos &amp; jumenta tonde|bant:</HI> But, that the Romans and the Greeks were wont for expre&s;|&s;ing their grief, to let their hair grow, and onely their women to &s;have theirs. Hence it appeareth, that the Antients thought it the greate&s;t expre&s;&s;ion of grief to take away tho&s;e Ornaments, which they pre&s;erved in conditions of better &s;atisfaction That which he &s;aith of the Greeks, is to be under&s;tood of the later Greeks, who, by letting their hair grow long, did expre&s;&s;e an alteration from con|tent: And becau&s;e that could be no expre&s;&s;ion in women, they &s;till retained the old cu&s;tom of <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">utting off their hair. In the&s;e later times, it hath been u&s;uall to neglect our &s;elves, when the World or Fortune have feemed unkind to us, letting our hair grow to rudene&s;&s;e and undecency, quitting vanity upon no other cau&s;e but misfortune, nor cea&s;ing to care for our &s;elves, till Fortune appear carele&s;&s;e of us.</P>
<P N="305">30<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">cina]</HI> Juno and Lucina are taken for the &s;ame, <HI>Macrob. Saturn. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 15. And Alexander ab Alex. <HI>lib.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 4. giveth Juno
<PB N="249" REF="142">
the name of <HI>Lucina,</HI> and <HI>Opigena, quod parturientibus opem ferat.</HI> Therefore haply was &s;he held the godde&s;&s;e of Mar<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">iage. <HI>Vi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">g. Aen.</HI> 4. 59.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Junoni ante omnes, cui vinc'la jugalia curae.</L></Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;and Juno mo&s;t of all,</L>
<L>Propitious to the marriage-thrall.</L></Q>
And after, <HI>ver.</HI> 166.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;et pronuba Juno.</L></Q>
But the confu&s;ion of the names of the Heathen gods I will not here &s;tand upon, having &s;poken &s;omething thereof el&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> where. The ety|mology of <HI>Lucina</HI> Ovid thus delivereth, <HI>Fa&s;tor. l.</HI> 2.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;dedit haec tibi nomina Lucus;</L>
<L>Aut quia principium tu, dea, lucis habes.</L>
<L>Parce, precor, gravidis, facilis <HI>Lucina,</HI> puellis,</L>
<L>Maturumque utero molliter aufer onus.</L></Q>
<Q><L>From &s;acred groves they thee <HI>Lucina</HI> call;</L>
<L>Or el&s;e becau&s;e thou give&s;t light to all.</L>
<L>Spare, kinde&s;t godde&s;&s;e, every teeming Maid,</L>
<L>And gently too their fruitfull wombs unlade.</L></Q>
Mr. Selden <HI>Syntagm. de A&s;toreth,</HI> condemneth tho&s;e who &s;eek the etymology of <GAP DESC="foreign">, that is, <HI>Lucina,</HI> from the Greek; and he deriveth it from the Arabick word <HI>Alileth,</HI> which &s;ignifieth <HI>Night.</HI> The Hebrews al&s;o from <HI>Lailah,</HI> that is, <HI>Night,</HI> called this godde&s;&s;e <HI>Lilith,</HI> which may be rendred <HI>Noctiluca,</HI> or <HI>Nocturnus daemon.</HI> To keep this Daemon away from women in travell, the Jews at this day are wont to write this charm on the walls of the chambers where they are, ADAM, CHAVAH, CHUTZ, LILITH; <HI>Be far hence, Lilith.</HI> Perhaps the Moon was adored by women in that con|dition, by rea&s;on that it maketh their labours ea&s;ier when it is at the full. <HI>Ier.</HI> 7. 18. &s;he is called <HI>the Queen of heaven: The women knead their dough to make cakes to the Queen of heaven.</HI> Some te&s;timo|ny of that cu&s;tom remaineth in the&s;e days, cakes being &s;till com|monly made at &s;uch times, and the children them&s;elves being cal|led by the name of <HI>Cake-bread.</HI></P>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="4" TYPE="book">
<PB REF="143">
<PB N="251" REF="143">
<HEAD>The Fourth BOOK.</HEAD>
<DIV2 TYPE="body of book">
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L>The Grecians at the la&s;t <HI>Achilles</HI> find,</L>
<L>Who is betray'd to what the fates de&s;ign'd.</L>
<L>Fair <HI>Deidamia</HI> mourns her Love with tears;</L>
<L>Who&s;e theft had more of joy, though more of fears.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L><HI>_ULy&s;&s;es</HI> now through the Aegean &s;eas</L>
<L>Chang'd, as he pa&s;s'd, the &s;catte|red <HI>Cyclades.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Olearos</HI> and <HI>Paros</HI> hid, they by</L>
<L>Lomnos next &s;ail, and le&s;&s;en as they flye</L>
<L N="5">The I&s;le of <HI>Naxos: Samos</HI> bigger grew,</L>
<L>And <HI>Delos</HI> made the Ocean le&s;&s;e in view.</L>
<L>Here they with offerings did the God implore,</L>
<L>For to confirm what <HI>Calchas</HI> told before.</L>
<L><HI>Apollo</HI> heard. From <HI>Cynthus-</HI>top kind gales</L>
<L N="10">Ended their doubts, and &s;tretch'd their &s;welling &s;ails.</L>
<L><PB N="252" REF="144">
Their &s;hip in &s;afety rode. For <HI>Jove</HI> forbid</L>
<L><HI>Thetis</HI> to &s;trive to hinder what Fate did;</L>
<L>Who griev'd &s;he could not, being &s;o confin'd,</L>
<L>On loath'd <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> throw waves &s;well'd with wind.</L>
<L N="15">Now <HI>Phoebus</HI> near his journeye's end arrives,</L>
<L>And to the waves his &s;weating Hor&s;es drives,</L>
<L>When <HI>Scyros</HI> &s;hew'd. <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> bids them all</L>
<L>Furl up their &s;ails, (At his Command they fall)</L>
<L>And with united &s;trength to reach the &s;hores:</L>
<L N="20">The &s;inking wind, the Youths &s;upply with Oars.</L>
<L>Now all perceiv'd that <HI>Scyros</HI> they had found,</L>
<L>And &s;aw the &s;hore with <HI>Pallas</HI> Temple crown'd.</L>
<L>Leaving their Ship, the Heroes went on &s;hore,</L>
<L>And there the kind <HI>Tritonia</HI> they adore:</L>
<L N="25">When wi&s;e <HI>Uly&s;&s;es,</HI> l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t the City might</L>
<L>At &s;ight of all his Troup receive affright,</L>
<L>Commands them all within the &s;hip to &s;tay,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t they alone attempt the rocky way.</L>
<L>But <HI>Abas,</HI> that kept watch, had told before</L>
<L N="30">Of &s;trangers, though all Grecians, on the &s;hore.</L>
<L>Like Wolves the Heroes went, who although prone</L>
<L>To ea&s;e their young ones hunger, and their owne.</L>
<L>Yet on they &s;lily creep, di&s;&s;embling want,</L>
<L>Le&s;t dogs &s;hould make their Ma&s;ters vigilant;</L>
<L N="35"><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o &s;low, they took the neare&s;t way that bent</L>
<L>Towards the gates, di&s;cour&s;ing as they went.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<PB N="253" REF="144">
<L>Tydides fir&s;t began; <HI>How we &s;hould find</HI></L>
<L><HI>This truth, is alway running in my mind.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Why were the&s;e Thyr&s;i and the&s;e Timbrels bought?</HI></L>
<L N="40"><HI>Why Mitres, Drums, and gilded Stags-skins brought</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hither with us? Mu&s;t the&s;e &s;oft things employ,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And arm</HI> Achilles <HI>for the War of</HI> Troy?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To him <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> &s;miling &s;aid, <HI>To thee</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let this &s;uffice: If that</HI> Achilles <HI>be</HI></L>
<L N="45"><HI>Under a V<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rgin's habit here conceal'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>By the&s;e fond Toyes, thou 'lt &s;ee the Youth reveal'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>In the&s;e attempts let this alone be thine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To bring the things when't is a fitting time.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And joyn to the&s;e the fairest painted &s;hield,</HI></L>
<L N="50"><HI>On which the Gold doth radiant lu&s;tre yield.</HI></L>
<L><HI>This &s;hall &s;uffice. But let</HI> Agyrtes <HI>too</HI></L>
<L><HI>His Trumpet bring, to help what we must do.</HI></L>
<L>Then &s;eeing to the Gates the King was come,</L>
<L>Shewing an Olive branch, he thus begun.</L>
<L N="55"><HI>I do believe that Fame hath fill'd your ears,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be&s;t Prince, with</HI> Europe's <HI>and with</HI> A&s;ia's <HI>fears,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Preparing war. If you our names would know,</HI></L>
<L><HI>On whom great</HI> Agamemnon <HI>did be&s;tow</HI></L>
<L><HI>This tru&s;t, Hee's</HI> Diomed, <HI>who hath giv'n Fame</HI></L>
<L N="60"><HI>The brave&s;t tales;</HI> Uly&s;&s;es <HI>is my name.</HI></L>
<L><HI>To tell the cau&s;e I come I need not fear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Since you're a Greek, in friend&s;hip too&s;o clear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tis that in &s;afety we may still employ</HI></L>
<L><HI>Our &s;hips this way again&s;t injurious</HI> Troy;</L>
<L N="65"><PB N="254" REF="145">
The King thus &s;tops his &s;peech, <HI>May ye still find</HI></L>
<L><HI>In all ye do the Gods and Fortune kind.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But now let me be honour'd by your &s;tay</HI></L>
<L><HI>Within my Court.</HI> This &s;aid, he leads the way.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Tables &s;traight were &s;pread, the Beds laid out,</L>
<L N="70">In the mean time <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> &s;ought about</L>
<L>If any Virgin, of too large a &s;ize,</L>
<L>Might give &s;u&s;pition to his doubting eyes,</L>
<L>Thus roam'd he round the hou&s;e. So every way</L>
<L>Through fields the Hunt&s;man his undoubted prey,</L>
<L N="75">Trails with Molo&s;&s;ian hounds, till in the &s;hade</L>
<L>He finds the Bea&s;t, his head on cool Turfs laid.</L>
<L>By this the news was to the Virgins got,</L>
<L>How that a Ship had Grecian Princes brought.</L>
<L>They all expre&s;&s;e their &s;exes fears, be&s;ides</L>
<L N="80"><HI>Aeacides,</HI> who &s;carce his new joy hides,</L>
<L>Greedy to &s;ee the Greeks. The room with gue&s;ts</L>
<L>Was fill'd, who on rich Beds receiv'd their fea&s;ts.</L>
<L>The Prince&s;&s;es came, &s;ent for by the King,</L>
<L>Like tho&s;e fair Amazonians that did bring</L>
<L N="85">Their Troph<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ys with them by <HI>Maeotis,</HI> round</L>
<L>With Scythian and with Getan conque&s;ts crown'd,</L>
<L>(Who&s;e ruin'd walls in their own a&s;hes lie)</L>
<L>Now &s;eated at their fea&s;ts, their Armes laid by.</L>
<L><PB N="255" REF="145">
Then &s;traight <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> with his bu&s;ie eyes</L>
<L N="90">Ob&s;erv'd them all. But night, that great di&s;|gui&s;e,</L>
<L>Deni'd the Heros &s;hould be quite reveal'd,</L>
<L>Whom lying on the bed the boord conceal'd;</L>
<L>Yet <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">To <HI>Dio|med.</HI></NOTE> to his friend, he &s;hew'd his wandering eye,</L>
<L>How unconfin'd by Laws of mode&s;ty.</L>
<L N="95">For had not kind <HI>Deidamia</HI>'s care compell'd</L>
<L>His temper, and his arms from moving held,</L>
<L>And with his veil, his mighty &s;houlders hid,</L>
<L>And naked brea&s;t, the full bowls too forbid.</L>
<L>And on his head, &s;ettled his tottering Crown,</L>
<L N="100"><HI>Achilles</HI> then had to the Greeks been known.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Three cour&s;es now had &s;atiated their &s;ouls,</L>
<L>When thus, inviting them to crowned bowls,</L>
<L>The King began, <HI>The glory of your deeds,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I do confe&s;&s;e, in my brea&s;t envy breeds.</HI></L>
<L N="105"><HI>I wi&s;h I were now with that Youth inflam'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wherewith the Dolopes on the&s;e &s;hores I tam'd:</HI></L>
<L><HI>As tokens of which victory, their torn</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;hattered &s;hips do &s;till our walls adorn.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Had but kind Nature, made my children men,</HI></L>
<L N="110"><HI>To &s;erve you now, my joyes had perfect been.</HI></L>
<L><HI>You &s;ee old age's witne&s;&s;e on mine head,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the&s;e &s;oft pledges of my marriage-bed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>When &s;hall the wi&s;h'd-for i&s;&s;ues from the&s;e come?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Uly&s;&s;es catching at the&s;e words begun.</L>
<L N="115"><HI>Thy wi&s;h is ju&s;t. For who would not have fled</HI></L>
<L><HI>To &s;ee &s;uch &s;warms, by troops of Princes led?</HI></L>
<L><PB N="256" REF="146">
<HI>Th' united &s;trength, that</HI> Europe <HI>now affords</HI></L>
<L><HI>All &s;worn to ju&s;t revenge upon their &s;words.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Cities are empti'd, mountains naked &s;how,</HI></L>
<L N="120"><HI>Sails without number on the Oceanthrow</HI></L>
<L><HI>A darkning &s;hade: Fathers deliver arms</HI></L>
<L><HI>To the inflamed Youths, who ru&s;h in &s;warms.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fame for attempting-&s;pirits ne're did yield</HI></L>
<L><HI>So fair an object in &s;o ju&s;t a field;</HI></L>
<L N="125">Whil&s;t thus he &s;pake, he &s;aw how the Youth's ears</L>
<L>Drank up his words, the re&s;t expre&s;&s;ing fears:</L>
<L>Then thus proceeds, <HI>Who'ere proud in the name</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of Ance&s;tors, or in his Nation's fame,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who manageth his Hor&s;e, or el&s;e can throw</HI></L>
<L N="130"><HI>His dart with fatall aim, or u&s;e his bow;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Here all their aemulating deeds are paid,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Virgins and fearfull women &s;carce are staid.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But that ba&s;ewretch, who this brave action fears,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hated by Heav'n, &s;hall &s;pend his fruitle&s;&s;e years.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="135">At this how the Youth mov'd, <HI>Deidamia</HI>'s eyes&punc;</L>
<L>Soon found, and gave her &s;i&s;ters &s;ignes to ri&s;e,</L>
<L>Leading him forth. Yet he departed la&s;t,</L>
<L>And &s;till his eyes upon <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> ca&s;t.</L>
<L>Who having paus'd a little, thus again</L>
<L N="140">A&s;&s;um'd his &s;p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ech, <HI>May you, be&s;t King, remain</HI></L>
<L><HI>In peace, providing marriage-beds for the&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wh<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;e heav'nly beauties equall Deities.</HI></L>
<L><HI>How much their looks amaz<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, in which doth &s;hine</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mingled with beauty &s;omething ma&s;culine!</HI></L>
<L N="145"><PB N="257" REF="146">
The King replies, <HI>If now their looks invites,</HI></L>
<L><HI>What would it do at Bacchanalian rites,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or circling</HI> Pallas <HI>&s;hrines? This &s;hall appear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>If the kind cro&s;&s;ing winds detain you here;</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At this new hope, their &s;ilent wi&s;hes ble&s;s'd,</L>
<L N="150">With ha&s;te accepting it. The Court in re&s;t</L>
<L>Was now laid free from cares; only the night</L>
<L>To wi&s;e <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> &s;eem'd too &s;low of flight.</L>
<L>The morning &s;carce appear'd, when <HI>Diomed,</HI></L>
<L>Bringing the gifts, with him <HI>Agyrtes</HI> led;</L>
<L N="155">The Scyrian Virgins too ro&s;e with the day,</L>
<L>Unto their gue&s;ts the promis'd rites to pay.</L>
<L>Before the re&s;t, <HI>Achilles</HI> with the Queen</L>
<L>Appears. <HI>Pallas</HI> and <HI>Cynthia</HI> &s;o were &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">en,</L>
<L>With the Ely&s;ian King's lov'd Proferpine,</L>
<L N="160">By <HI>Aetna</HI>'s rocks among the Nymphs to &s;hine.</L>
<L>Now they began to move in mea&s;ur'd time,</L>
<L>And from th' I&s;menian pipe they took the &s;igne.</L>
<L>Four times the &s;troakes on <HI>Rhea</HI>'s bra&s;&s;e re|bound,</L>
<L>As many times the Evian Timbrels &s;ound.</L>
<L N="165">Four times their mea&s;ures chang'd: at once they threw</L>
<L>Their &s;pears all up, which fell together too.</L>
<L>Now they like the Curetes all advance,</L>
<L>Then they pre&s;ent the Samothracian dance:</L>
<L>Now all do &s;ide like Amazons, then all</L>
<L N="170">Into Lacaenian circling figures fall.</L>
<L><HI>Achilles</HI> now mo&s;t plain appears, and &s;tands</L>
<L>Neglecting the ju&s;t time of joyning hands,</L>
<L><PB N="258" REF="147">
Scorns the &s;oft mea&s;ures, and to be &s;o dre&s;s'd,</L>
<L>Forgets his part, di&s;turbing all the re&s;t.</L>
<L N="175">Afflicted <HI>Thebes</HI> &s;aw <HI>Pentheus</HI> thus de&s;pi&s;e</L>
<L>His mother's tymbrels and the &s;acrifice.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The prai&s;ed <HI>Chorus</HI> from their &s;acred &s;port</L>
<L>Were now di&s;mi&s;s'd, and all return'd to th' Court:</L>
<L>Whither the gifts <HI>Tydides</HI> had convey'd,</L>
<L N="180">And all before their eyes in order laid.</L>
<L>With the&s;e they &s;eem their welcome to requite,</L>
<L>And every one unto her choice invite.</L>
<L>The King con&s;ents, too innocent to find</L>
<L>The Greeks, and what <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> had de&s;ign'd.</L>
<L N="185">They (by their nature to &s;uch choice apply'd)</L>
<L>The <HI>Thyr&s;us</HI> took, or el&s;e the Tymbrell tri'd,</L>
<L>Or Jewels cho&s;e. The &s;hining Arms they view,</L>
<L>And thought them pre&s;ents for their father too.</L>
<L>But fierce Aeacides, &s;till kept his &s;ight</L>
<L N="190">Upon the Shield, as if prepar'd to fight.</L>
<L>His face with fiery blu&s;hes grew inflam'd;</L>
<L>Then to the warlike &s;pear his eyes were chain'd.</L>
<L>His brows in furrows knit, his &s;taring hairs</L>
<L>Grew &s;tiffe, and he forgat his Mothers cares.</L>
<L N="195">With his owne Love: Nothing dur&s;t then em|ploy</L>
<L>His high-erected thoughts but War and Troy.</L>
<L>So from the teat, when a young Lion's brought,</L>
<L>And again&s;t nature an obedience taught,</L>
<L>Nor is an anger of his own expre&s;s'd:</L>
<L N="200">But if the &s;hining &s;teel threaten his brea&s;t,</L>
<L><PB N="259" REF="147">
His faith then flies; he makes his Lord his prey,</L>
<L>Scorning a fearfull Ma&s;ter to obey.</L>
<L>But when he nearer came, and in the bright-</L>
<L>Reflecting &s;hield, &s;aw the contemned &s;ight</L>
<L N="205">How he was cloth'd, then his fierce looks pro|claim</L>
<L>In his inflamed blu&s;hes rage and &s;hame.</L>
<L>Then &s;lie <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> coming to him, &s;aid</L>
<L>With a low voice, <HI>Why are we thus delay'd?</HI></L>
<L><HI>We know where thou wert bred, how thou dost &s;pring</HI></L>
<L N="210"><HI>Both from the Ocean's God and Heaven's King.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For thee the Grecians doubting-Army cal<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And at thy name</HI> Troy <HI>&s;hakes her nodding walls.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let Ida &s;hrink, and plea&s;e thy Fathers ears,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who blu&s;heth at thy crafty Mother's fears;</HI></L>
<L N="215">At this, his garments from his brea&s;t were ca&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Agyrtes</HI> &s;traight gave the commanded bla&s;t.</L>
<L>Throwing their gifts away, the Virgins run</L>
<L>For &s;helter, and believ'd a War begun.</L>
<L>His robes untouch'd, fell down at the alarm,</L>
<L N="220">Snatching the &s;pear and &s;hield upon his arm.</L>
<L>He taller far then <HI>Ithacus</HI> appears,</L>
<L>Or <HI>Diomedes.</HI> Swift di&s;per&s;ing fears,</L>
<L>Fill the affrighted Court, whil&s;t in his gate</L>
<L>He &s;eem'd now &s;eeking to be Hector's fate.</L>
<L N="225">The fair troup the Peleian Virgin &s;eeks,</L>
<L>At who&s;e di&s;covery <HI>Deidamia</HI> &s;hreeks.</L>
<L>Who&s;e well known voice, no &s;ooner fill'd his brea&s;t,</L>
<L>But Love began to plead his intere&s;t.</L>
<L><PB N="260" REF="148">
His &s;hield &s;unk down, and on the King his eyes</L>
<L N="230">Fixing, amaz'd at all the&s;e prodigies,</L>
<L>He &s;till thus arm'd to <HI>Lycomedes</HI> &s;aid,</L>
<L><HI>'Tis I, dear Father, (be not now afraid)</HI></L>
<L><HI>Whom the immortall Thetis bore. To you</HI></L>
<L><HI>This glory to oblige the Greeks is due,</HI></L>
<L N="235"><HI>In giving them</HI> Achilles. <HI>Thou &s;halt be</HI></L>
<L><HI>(If it be ju&s;t to &s;ay) dearer to me</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then Peleus or lov'd Chiron. Yet attend</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e words with kindne&s;&s;e, and attention lend:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Peleus and Thetis adde a child to thee</HI></L>
<L N="240"><HI>By either &s;ide &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rung from a Deity.</HI></L>
<L><HI>They do require one of the&s;e Virgins here.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Do&s;t thou agree? or el&s;e do I appear</HI></L>
<L><HI>Degenerate from them? Our hands then joyn</HI></L>
<L><HI>With free con&s;ent, and pardon tho&s;e are thine,</HI></L>
<L N="245"><HI>With thy</HI> Deidamia<HI>'s rape. Who can re&s;train</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e limbs attempting to appea&s;e their flame?</HI></L>
<L><HI>If thou 'lt revenge, to me it <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s onely due,</HI></L>
<L><HI>See how I wait it thus unarmed too.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Why do thy angry eyes &s;o madly run?</HI></L>
<L N="250"><HI>Thou art a Father-in-law.</HI> Then throws his &s;on</L>
<L>Before his feet, and then again proceeds,</L>
<L><HI>By this a Grand-father. New rigour needs</HI></L>
<L><HI>More then &s;uch troups to puni&s;h.</HI> Th' Greeks with him</L>
<L>Joyn all their rea&s;ons to appea&s;e the King.</L>
<L N="255">He with his daughter's injury though pre&s;s'd,</L>
<L>And with the words of <HI>Thetis</HI> &s;till po&s;&s;e&s;s'd,</L>
<L>And loth to break his tru&s;t, yet fears to &s;tay</L>
<L>The Grecian War, and Fate's de&s;igns delay.</L>
<L><PB N="261" REF="148">
His Mother now, if there, in vain might u&s;e</L>
<L N="260">Her power: Nor could he &s;uch a &s;on refu&s;e.</L>
<L>Thus he was vanqui&s;h'd; When yet full of fears</L>
<L>The fair <HI>Deidamia,</HI> blu&s;hing &s;till, appears;</L>
<L>She could not think her Father yet was made</L>
<L>So kind, the crime upon <HI>Achilles</HI> laid.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="265">The news of all to <HI>The&s;&s;aly</HI> he convaid,</L>
<L>And to his friends and &s;ubjects &s;ends for aid.</L>
<L>The King for his new Son, two &s;hips prepares,</L>
<L>And blames his power &s;hort for &s;uch affairs.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The day was &s;pent in fea&s;ts; the Lovers ty'd</L>
<L N="270">In Hymen's knot: The gentle night comply'd</L>
<L>Now to their bold embraces. He in dreams</L>
<L>Fancy's the war, <HI>Xanthus</HI> and <HI>Ida's</HI> &s;treams.</L>
<L>The Grecian &s;hips; whil&s;t unto her a fright</L>
<L>The thought of waves did give, or morning's light.</L>
<L N="275">About her Lovers neck her arms &s;he &s;pred,</L>
<L>And mingled with her tears the&s;e words &s;he &s;hed.</L>
<L><HI>Shall I e're &s;ee thee more, and thus remain?</HI></L>
<L><HI>May we be worth thy vi&s;it once again?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will not</HI> Troy's <HI>ruine, your &s;wel'd mind forbid</HI></L>
<L N="280"><HI>To think where you were like a Virgin hid?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ought I to beg, or onely to have fears?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Should I u&s;e words, that &s;carce have time for tears?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is this our nuptiall bed's de&s;igned right,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To be be&s;tow'd and ravi&s;h'd in one night?</HI></L>
<L N="285"><HI>Is this free Hymen? O thou kinder theft!</HI></L>
<L><HI>What we have leave to love, must thus be left.</HI></L>
<L><PB N="262" REF="149">
<HI>Go, go: I dare not ask thee to remain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Go then; Yet think not</HI> Thetis <HI>fear'd in vain.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Go, and return again to me, but mine</HI></L>
<L N="290"><HI>I wi&s;h too much. Tho&s;e charming eyes of thine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Will give &s;uch pa&s;&s;ion to</HI> Troy's <HI>beauteous Dames,</HI></L>
<L><HI>They they'l forget their Country's for thy flames.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Perhaps on Helena, thou'lt be inflam'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who&s;e beauty by her rape is &s;o much fam'd;</HI></L>
<L N="295"><HI>Whil&s;t I &s;hall ne're be mention'd to be thine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or made the &s;ubject of thy youthfull crime.</HI></L>
<L><HI>But yet, why &s;hould not I &s;till go with thee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And bear thine en&s;igne? Thou ha&s;t born with me</HI></L>
<L><HI>The di&s;taff, and the arms of</HI> Bacchus <HI>too;</HI></L>
<L N="300"><HI>Which</HI> Troy <HI>will hardly credit you did do.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your Image though, the comfort of my brea&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Never forget; nor yet this one reque&s;t.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let not a barbarous Love enjoy my place,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And bring to</HI> Thetis <HI>an unworthy race;</HI></L>
<L N="305">This &s;aid, the &s;haken Youth comforts her fears,</L>
<L>Swears her his faith, and &s;eals it with his tears:</L>
<L>And promi&s;eth &s;he &s;hould alone enjoy</L>
<L>The Captives, and the wealth of ruin'd Troy.</L>
<L>His fruitle&s;&s;e words thus &s;trove to ea&s;e her care,</L>
<L N="310">And his vain promi&s;e lo&s;t it &s;elf in air.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="notes">
<PB N="263" REF="149">
<HEAD>ANNOTATIONS on the IV Book of <HI>STATIUS</HI> his <HI>ACHILLEIS.</HI></HEAD>
<P N="3">3. <HI>PAros.]</HI> One of the Cyclades, famous for clear Mar|ble.</P>
<P N="5">5. <HI>Nax<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s.]</HI> Another of the Cyclades, &s;acred to Bac|chus, who is &s;aid to have been here nouri&s;hed. Here, they &s;ay, Ariadne was married to Bacchus, haply be|cau&s;e being here for&s;aken by ungratefull The&s;eus, &s;he here found a remedy, at lea&s;t an end of her mi&s;eries. Bacchus, from his ea&s;ing of cares, received the names of <HI>Liber</HI> and <HI>Lyaeus,</HI> and from his pitty, of <HI>Eleleus,</HI> from <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>Mi&s;ericordia.</HI> But this I conceive rather commeth from <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>clamo,</HI> and hath relation to his rites.</P>
<P><HI>Samos.]</HI> An<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;land famous for the birth of <HI>Pythagoras.</HI> There be three I&s;lands of this name: One but a little di&s;tant from the Con|tinent of <HI>A&s;ia,</HI> an <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">onick I&s;land, having a City of the &s;ame name, <HI>Strab. lib.</HI> 14. Here Juno lived whil&s;t a Virgin: whence the I&s;land was called <HI>Parth<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">nia.</HI> Another, not far from the Bay of Ambracia. The third, in the Aegean &s;ea, over again&s;t the mouth of the Thra|cian River Hebrus, <HI>Plin. lib.</HI> 4. This is here meant.</P>
<P N="24">24. <HI>Kind Tritonia.]</HI> Pallas was ever kind to the Grecians, and the Trojans enemy. So <HI>Ovid,</HI>
<Q LANG="lat">Aequa Venus Teucris, Pallas iniqua fuit.</Q>
And Virgil <HI>Aen.</HI> 1. &s;aith, that among other Pictures that Aeneas &s;aw at Carthage, one was of Trojan women going to the Temple, <HI>non-aequae Palladis,</HI> of unju&s;t, or ungentle, Pallas. And <HI>Aen.</HI> 2.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Omnis &s;pes Dana&ucirc;m, &amp; coepti fiducia belli,</L>
<L>Palladis auxiliis &s;emper &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">etit.</L></Q>
<Q><L>All the Greeks hopes and co<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">fidence which cho&s;e</L>
<L>Th'attempted war, from Pallas helps aro&s;e.</L></Q>
<PB N="264" REF="150">
Her particular kindne&s;&s;s to Diomedes Homer &s;heweth, <HI>Iliad</HI> 5. Servius in <HI>Aen.</HI> 2. &s;aith, &s;he was called <HI>Tritonia,</HI> <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>to fear;</HI> Pallas being commonly repre&s;ented terrible with her Snakes. Or el&s;e &s;he was called &s;o, in relation to the three concerns of Wi&s;|dom, Memory of things pa&s;t, Judgment in things pre&s;ent, and Pro|vidence for things to come. Or &s;he had this name from a River, as Lucan there cited,
<Q LANG="lat">Et&s;e dilect&acirc; Tritonida dixit ab unda.</Q>
She was called <HI>Trigemina</HI> by the Aegyptians, <HI>Alexand. ab Alex. l.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 4. the &s;ame perhaps with <GAP DESC="foreign">, and <GAP DESC="foreign">, from <GAP DESC="foreign">. which in the Cretian Language &s;ignifieth <HI>a Head.</HI></P>
<P N="85">85 <HI>Maeotis.]</HI> A Lake of Scythia, receiving the River Tanais, with many others, and divided from the Euxine Sea by the Cim|merian Bo&s;phorus.</P>
<P N="86">86. <HI>With Scythian and with Getan conque&s;ts.]</HI> Scythia was divided into two parts, the European, and the A&s;iatick. The European from the banks of Tana's, by the &s;hores of Maeotis, and the Euxine Sea, reacheth to the mouth of I&s;ter. The A&s;iatick from the oppo|&s;ite &s;hore extendeth to the Ea&s;t, and is bounded by the Ocean on the North, and by the mountain Taurus on the South. The <HI>Getae</HI> were a People of <HI>Scythia Europaea,</HI> called <HI>Dacians,</HI> as Britannicus affi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">me<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">h, and Plinie <HI>l</HI> 4 <HI>c.</HI> 12. But Strabo <HI>lib.</HI> 7. placeth the Ge|tans towards Pontus and the Ea&s;t, but the Dacians towards Ger|many. The G<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">tae were famous, or rather infamous, for cruelty. So Ovid,
<Q LANG="lat">Nulla Getis toto gens e&s;t truculentior orbe.</Q>
One of their cruell cu&s;toms was, to kill the wife, that by her death they might appea&s;e the gho&s;t of the husband, <HI>Alex. ab Alex. lib. y. c.</HI> 26.</P>
<P N="102">102. <HI>Inviting them to crowned bowls.]</HI> It was a cu&s;tom ob&s;erved by the Antients, e&s;pecially at their Entertainments, to drink freely after their fea&s;ts, <HI>Virg. Aen.</HI> 1.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Postquam prima quies epulis, men&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">que remotae,</L>
<L>Crater as magnos &s;ta<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uunt, &amp; vina co<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">enant.</L></Q>
<Q><L>The fir&s;t Fea&s;t ended, on the tables &s;hine</L>
<L>The weighty bowls, crown'd &s;till with &s;parkling wine.</L></Q>
<PB N="265" REF="150">
At the beginning, &s;mall gla&s;&s;es went about, but at the end they en|larged their draughts, <HI>Alex. ab Alex. lib.</HI> 5. <HI>cap.</HI> 21. The Greeks had a Law, <HI>ut biberent, aut abirent.</HI> How Anacreon liked this cu&s;tom of drinking, appeareth from this Ode of his concerning him&s;elf, <HI>H. Stephano interprete.</HI></P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&V;t me &s;ubit Lyaeus,</L>
<L>Tune cura dormit omnis,</L>
<L>Croe&s;umque &s;perno prae me.</L>
<L>Dulcis repente no&s;tro</L>
<L>Erumpit ore cantus:</L>
<L>Heder&acirc; coma&s;que cingens</L>
<L>Proculco mente cuncta.</L>
<L>Ad arma currat alter,</L>
<L>Ad pocula ip&s;e curram.</L>
<L>Puer, ocy&ugrave;s &s;cyphum da:</L>
<L>Nam prae&s;tat ebrium me</L>
<L>Qu&agrave;m mortuum jacere.</L></Q>
<Q><L>When powerfull Bacchus rules my brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Then I am from all cares releas'd:</L>
<L>Scorn'd <HI>Croe&s;&s;us</HI> too &s;eems poor to me,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t charming Lays take liberty</L>
<L>Through my melodious lips, and round</L>
<L>My brows with winding lvy crown'd,</L>
<L>Contemning all things in my mind.</L>
<L>Some are for war and arms de&s;ign'd;</L>
<L>But the crown'd bowls do fill my head:</L>
<L>'Tis better to lie drunck than dead.</L></Q>
<P N="106">106. <HI>The Dolopes]</HI> A People on the borders of The&s;&s;alie, over|come, as it &s;eemeth, by Lycomedes in a Sea-battle. See Servius <HI>in Aen.</HI> 2. <HI>ver&s;.</HI> 7.</P>
<P N="162">162. <HI>I&s;menian pipe.]</HI> I&s;menus is a River of Boeotia, not far from Aulis, where the Greeks made their great <HI>Rendez-vous.</HI> In this Country &s;tood Thebes, where Bacchus was much wor&s;hipped: For which City, Statius here putteth the River <HI>I&s;menus.</HI> A liberty fre|quently taken by the Poets. So <HI>Achaia</HI> and <HI>Pela&s;gia,</HI> being but Re|gions of Greece, are commonly put for <HI>Greece</HI> it &s;elf. There is al&s;o a Hill of this name by Thebes, whence Apollo was called <HI>I&s;msnius.</HI> Plutarch <HI>in Pericle</HI> &s;peaketh of a Trumpeter of this name, of whom Anti&s;thenes, <HI>Si probus e&s;set, tibicen non e&s;&s;et.</HI></P>
<P N="163"><PB N="266" REF="151">
163. <HI>Rhea's Bra&s;&s;e.]</HI> Rhea was held the mother of the gods; Who had divers other names &s;et down by Alexander ab Alexandro <HI>lib.</HI> 6. <HI>c.</HI> 4. She was Saturn's wife, and taken for the Earth: The rea&s;on whereof &s;ee on <HI>Book</HI> III. <HI>ver&s;.</HI> 220. Alexander ab Alex. <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 12. &s;aith, A Sow, which was called <HI>Praecidanea,</HI> was offered to Ceres, or Rhea, becau&s;e (as &s;ome conceive) a Sow, being a fruitfull creature, was thought a fit Pre&s;ent for the Earth, which was un|der&s;tood by Ceres. But I rather chu&s;e the rea&s;on of Servius <HI>in Georg.</HI> 2. where he ob&s;erveth, that the &s;acrifices to the gods were all performed, either by &s;imilitudes or contrarieties: By Similitude, as a black Bea&s;t to Pluto: By Contraries, as a Sow to Ceres, becau&s;e an enemy to Fruits; a Goat to Bacchus, be|cau&s;e an enemy to Vines. This Agellius <HI>l</HI> 4. <HI>c.</HI> 6. &s;eems to con|firm, where explaining the word <HI>Praecidanea,</HI> he addeth, <HI>Porca etiam</HI> Praecidanea <HI>appellata, quam piacul<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> grati&acirc; ante fruges novas captas immolari Cereri mos fuit;</HI> that is, <HI>A Sow was called</HI> Praecidanea, or a preceding &s;acrifice, <HI>by rea&s;on that it was a cu&s;tom to offer one to Ceres before harve&s;t.</HI> Rhea was commonly repre&s;ented with Towers up|on her head, and drawn by Lions. And hereby the Earth is &s;ig|nified. Which Macrobius <HI>Saturn. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 21. affirming, addeth al&s;o, <HI>Haec dea Leonibus vehitur, validis impetu atque fervore animalibus. Quae natura Coeli e&s;t, cujus ambit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Aer continetur, qui vehit terram;</HI> that is, <HI>This godde&s;&s;e is drawn by Lions, creatures of great &s;trength force and fervour: Which is the nature of the Heaven, in who&s;e compa&s;s the Aire is contained, which carrieth the Earth.</HI> On which words Pon|tanus citeth the&s;e Ver&s;es of Lucretius;
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Hanc veteres Grai&ucirc;m docti cecin&ecirc;re Poetae</L>
<L>Sublimem in curru bijuges agitare Leones,</L>
<L>Aeris in &s;patio magnam pendere docentes</L>
<L>Tellurem; neque po&s;&s;e in terra &s;i&s;tere terram.</L></Q>
<Q><L>The learn'd and antient Grecian Poets &s;ung,</L>
<L>This godde&s;&s;e was by Lions drawn along;</L>
<L>Teaching that round the re&s;ting Earth is laid</L>
<L>In Aire: for Earth by Earth could not be &s;taid.</L></Q>
A Philo&s;ophy contrary to that which is now received. This god|de&s;&s;e's Prie&s;ts were called <HI>Galli,</HI> from Gallus, a River of Phrygia; and <HI>Corybantes,</HI> which &s;ome derive from <GAP DESC="foreign">, which &s;ignifieth <HI>to to&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e the head in any violent motion:</HI> Which frantick action they u&s;ed in their mad ceremonies. But Turnebus <HI>Adver&s;. lib.</HI> 13. <HI>c.</HI> 24. un|der&s;tandeth
<PB N="267" REF="151">
the word otherwi&s;e. Their rites &s;et down by Clemens Alexandrinus <HI>Protrept.</HI> and repeated by Eu&s;ebius, <HI>de Praepar. Evang. l.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 3. little differed from tho&s;e of Bacchus, altered one|ly by the fancy and intere&s;t of &s;everall people And all the wor&s;hip that we read to have been performed to &s;everall gods, was no other, than that which from the beginning of the world was taught by Daemons.</P>
<P N="175">175. <HI>Afflicted Thebes &s;aw Pentheus.]</HI> Pentheus was killed by his zelous mother <HI>Agave,</HI> and other frantick women, for contemning their <HI>Bacchanalia.</HI> Natalis Comes, <HI>lib.</HI> 5. <HI>cap.</HI> 13. thinketh Penthe|us was &s;ome ju&s;t and temperate Prince, who &s;triving to &s;uppre&s;&s;e tho&s;e rude ceremonies, was murdered by his di&s;plea&s;ed &s;ub|jects.</P>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 N="5" TYPE="book">
<PB REF="152">
<PB N="269" REF="152">
<HEAD>The Fifth BOOK.</HEAD>
<DIV2 TYPE="body of book">
<ARGUMENT>
<HEAD>The Argument.</HEAD>
<L>For fatall Troy <HI>Aeacides now goes:</HI></L>
<L>And as they &s;ail, he from <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> knows</L>
<L>The wars originall; which having known,</L>
<L>De&s;ir'd, he payes the &s;tory with his own.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>_NIght's &s;hadowes now began to flye a|way,</L>
<L>When from the waves, the Ruler of the day</L>
<L>Began to &s;pread the promi&s;es of light,</L>
<L>Yet injur'd by the &s;trugling &s;hades of night.</L>
<L N="5">When now <HI>Aeacides,</HI> (his &s;oft robes &s;corn'd)</L>
<L>Appears in his fir&s;t courted arms adorn'd.</L>
<L>For now the winds invited. Now no more</L>
<L>Dur&s;t they remember how he liv'd before.</L>
<L>So chang'd, as if he were not now the &s;ame</L>
<L N="10">That liv'd in <HI>Scyros,</HI> but from <HI>Pelion</HI> came.</L>
<L>Then, as they us'd, <HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> did advi&s;e</L>
<L>To offer to the Ocean Deities.</L>
<L><PB N="270" REF="153">
To Neptune on the flames a bull was laid,</L>
<L>To <HI>Thetis</HI> an adorned heifer paid.</L>
<L N="15"><HI>Achilles</HI> having then the entrails flung</L>
<L>Into the briny waves, he thus begun.</L>
<L><HI>I have obey'd thee, Mother, though't was &s;uch</HI></L>
<L><HI>A hard command: I have obey'd too much.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Now with the Greeks, I go fam'd Troy to find,</HI></L>
<L N="20">This &s;aid, into a &s;nip he leapt. The wind</L>
<L>Drove them from &s;hore: the clouds &s;till thicker grew,</L>
<L>And <HI>Scyros</HI> le&s;&s;en'd to their hindred view.</L>
<L>The whil&s;t <HI>Deidamia</HI> on a Tower appears,</L>
<L>Accompany'd with her &s;ad Si&s;ters tears,</L>
<L N="25">Holding young <HI>Pyrrhus.</HI> Still the waves &s;he view'd,</L>
<L>And that which bore him with fond eyes pur|&s;u'd.</L>
<L>He too his looks &s;ends to th' affected walls</L>
<L>And widow'd hou&s;e; then with a &s;igh recalls</L>
<L>What he had left: His fire burns again,</L>
<L N="30">And his great thoughts give way unto his flame.</L>
<L><HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> gue&s;s'd his pa&s;&s;ion by his grief,</L>
<L>And &s;ought by this diver&s;ion his relief;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Wert thou, (to whom the fate of Troy is due,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Whom Oracles and Grecians call for too</HI></L>
<L N="35"><HI>And war within the open thre&s;hold &s;tay'd)</HI></L>
<L><HI>Dre&s;s'd by thy crafty Mother like a maid?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Could &s;he her&s;elf to all be &s;o unju&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To act &s;uch theft, and yet expect a tru&s;t?</HI></L>
<L><PB N="271" REF="153">
<HI>Her fears were much too great in all &s;he did,</HI></L>
<L N="40"><HI>Should &s;o much virtue in a &s;hade be hid.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which at the Trumpet's &s;ummons, freed thy brea&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>From thought of friends, and thy lov'd flames &s;up|pre&s;s'd?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor is this glory to our &s;elves a&s;&s;ign'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To bring thee now: It was above de&s;ign'd.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L N="45">Aeacides reply'd, <HI>Too long't would be</HI></L>
<L><HI>To tell my Mothers crimes. This &s;word for me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And my di&s;gui&s;e &s;hall at a hand&s;ome rate,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Plead and excu&s;e, though't were the guilt of Fate.</HI></L>
<L><HI>You rather, whil&s;t &s;o&s;t</HI> Zephyrus <HI>con&s;pires</HI></L>
<L N="50"><HI>With the &s;mooth Ocean calm'd to our de&s;ires,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Relate, why Greece thus for revenge prepares,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That my re&s;ent may be as ju&s;t as theirs.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Slie Ithacus repli'd, <HI>If that we may</HI></L>
<L><HI>Give credit to the tales of Fame, they &s;ay;</HI></L>
<L N="55"><HI>Once on th' Hectorean &s;hore, three goodly fair</HI></L>
<L><HI>Di&s;&s;enting Godde&s;&s;es had equall care.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For their di&s;puted beauties: And all three</HI></L>
<L><HI>Agree'd the Trojan Swain, their Judge &s;hould be.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sowre</HI> Pallas <HI>pleas'd not his deciding eyes,</HI></L>
<L N="60"><HI>Nor the immortall Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e of the skies:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Onely fair</HI> Venus <HI>looks his mind inclin'd,</HI></L>
<L><HI>This &s;trife aro&s;e when fir&s;t the Gods de&s;ign'd</HI></L>
<L>Peleus <HI>for</HI> Thetis, <HI>and their happy &s;eed,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thy glorious &s;elf, was for our aid decreed.</HI></L>
<L N="65"><HI>The vanqui&s;h'd Godde&s;&s;es hid pa&s;&s;ion fires:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The Judge his fatall recompen&s;e requires;</HI></L>
<L><PB N="272" REF="154">
<HI>Straight &s;ees in Sparta his admired Love;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then fells the holy &s;hades, and Cybele's grove</HI></L>
<L><HI>Falls on the earth, and the forbidden Pine,</HI></L>
<L N="70"><HI>Though &s;acred, mu&s;t a&s;&s;i&s;t his foul de&s;igne.</HI></L>
<L><HI>His &s;hips, now built, do through the Ocean pa&s;&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>To the Achaian &s;hore. His crime, alas!</HI></L>
<L><HI>The injury on potent</HI> Europe <HI>leaves,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which first the &s;tained marriage-bed receives</HI></L>
<L N="75"><HI>Of</HI> Menelaus, <HI>when he his ravi&s;h't joy,</HI></L>
<L>Helen, <HI>with captive Argos bears to Troy.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The news through every City Rumour flung,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to their arms the willing Grecians throng.</HI></L>
<L><HI>For who can bear at &s;o unju&s;t a rate,</HI></L>
<L N="80"><HI>Stains on a marriage-bed, with &s;uch deceit?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Plunder of grain, or cattell, cau&s;e affords</HI></L>
<L><HI>To men of valour, to employ their &s;words.</HI></L>
<L>Agenor <HI>brook'd not &s;uch a rape, when</HI> Jove</L>
<L><HI>Had through the waves born his affected Love;</HI></L>
<L N="85"><HI>But &s;ought</HI> Europa, <HI>when the fact was done,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Scorning the God of Thunder for his &s;on.</HI></L>
<L>Aeetes <HI>&s;o follow'd his child's e&s;cape,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Though Semi-gods were guilty of the rape;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Yet he pur&s;u'd the ravi&s;hers with War,</HI></L>
<L N="90"><HI>And that fam'd &s;hip, in Heaven now a Star.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall we endure the&s;e Phrygians, but half-men</HI></L>
<L><HI>Seeking upon our &s;hores their plunders then?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Are we grown bankrupt and unarmed thus?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or will the waves be le&s;&s;er friends to us?</HI></L>
<L N="95"><HI>What now, if from the Scyrian &s;hores &s;hould flie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Unto thine ears, thy lov'd</HI> Deidamia<HI>'s cry,</HI></L>
<L><PB N="273" REF="154">
<HI>Ravi&s;h'd by &s;ome, and calling on thy name?</HI></L>
<L>With that unto his &s;word his fingers came,</L>
<L>And 's face with angry blu&s;hes grew enflam'd,</L>
<L N="100"><HI>Uly&s;&s;es</HI> then in &s;ilence pleas'd remain'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then <HI>Diomede</HI> &s;ucceeding him begun,</L>
<L><HI>Thou worthy I&s;&s;ue from a Godhead &s;prung,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tell thy admiring friends, from thy fir&s;t age,</HI></L>
<L><HI>What practice did thy youthfull thoughts engage;</HI></L>
<L N="105"><HI>The wayes to virtue taught by</HI> Chiron <HI>too,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And how thy limbs and mind enlarged grew.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Let this requite our &s;eeking Scyros &s;hores,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Through tedious waves, and plying of the Oars:</HI></L>
<L><HI>You need not be a&s;ham'd to tell your deeds.</HI></L>
<L N="110">At this he blu&s;hing, as compell'd, proceeds;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>When Chiron fir&s;t receiv'd me to his cave,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The food which to my tender years he gave,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I 've heard was much unus'd. For from the brea&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>My hunger with &s;oft milk was ne're &s;uppre&s;s'd,</HI></L>
<L N="115"><HI>But with firm fle&s;h of Lions; and I &s;uck'd</HI></L>
<L><HI>The marrow from wild Bea&s;ts yet-dying pluck'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>This was my fir&s;t chear:</HI> Chiron <HI>bred me &s;o,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Till Time with larger &s;tricles taught me to go.</HI></L>
<L><HI>He led me then to th' Woods, without amaze,</HI></L>
<L N="120"><HI>Teaching mine eyes upon wild bea&s;ts to gaze,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And not to fear the noi&s;e which billows made</HI></L>
<L><HI>On Rocks, nor th' horrid &s;ilence of a &s;hade.</HI></L>
<L><HI>I now a quiver got, and with a &s;pear</HI></L>
<L><HI>To arm my youthfull hand was all my care.</HI></L>
<L N="125"><HI>As unconcern'd, I &s;uffer'd the extreams,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of binding cold and Sol's reflecting beams.</HI></L>
<L><PB N="274" REF="155">
<HI>My tired limbs, a &s;oft bed never pre&s;s'd:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I with my Ma&s;ter on a&s;tone took re&s;t.</HI></L>
<L><HI>When now almo&s;t to twice &s;ix years I came,</HI></L>
<L N="130"><HI>He taught me to pur&s;ue the &s;wifte&s;t game.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the fierce Lapithae; and when I threw</HI></L>
<L><HI>My darts, to overtake them. Sometimes too,</HI></L>
<L>Chiron <HI>would follow me through fields and plains,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Till age deni'd; and tired with my pains,</HI></L>
<L N="135"><HI>Would lay me on his neck. He made me bold</HI></L>
<L><HI>To pa&s;&s;e the frozen Rivers bound with cold.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e were my youthfull &s;ports. Why &s;hould I need</HI></L>
<L><HI>To tell my warres, i' th' woods from roars now freed?</HI></L>
<L><HI>He taught me, not to hunt tho&s;e beasts who&s;e fear</HI></L>
<L N="140"><HI>Urg'd their &s;wift flight, the Lynx, and fallow Deer;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But force the Bear to her affrighting roars,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The cruell Tigres, and the foming Boars.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or from the mountains fetch the Lions young;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Whil&s;t in his cave he look'd to &s;ee me come</HI></L>
<L N="145"><HI>Bloody; Nor took me in his arms before</HI></L>
<L><HI>He &s;aw my &s;pear colour'd with blu&s;hing gone.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And now my Age, and</HI> Chiron, <HI>did de&s;igne</HI></L>
<L><HI>My arms for nobler Wars. All di&s;cipline</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of Mars I us'd. I practic'd how to throw</HI></L>
<L N="150"><HI>The Macedonian pile: I learnt to know</HI></L>
<L><HI>The u&s;e, as Sauromatians do, of &s;pears;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or Getans, of their crooked &s;emitars:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And how the fam'd Gelonians u&s;e the bow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And how the Balearian &s;lingers throw&punc;</HI></L>
<L N="155"><HI>With &s;ounerring aims the circling &s;lings,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which wound as &s;ure and oft as motion flings.</HI></L>
<L><PB N="275" REF="155">
<HI>I &s;carce remember all. I learn'd the art</HI></L>
<L><HI>To leap va&s;t dikes, who&s;e banks were far apart;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And the high tops of airy hills to gain,</HI></L>
<L N="160"><HI>To get me breath and &s;wiftne&s;&s;e for the plain.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then, the true image of a fight to yield,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He made me take huge mil&s;tones on my &s;hield;</HI></L>
<L><HI>To enter burning hovells, and with force</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;peed, to &s;tay &s;wift Hor&s;es in their cour&s;e.</HI></L>
<L N="165"><HI>Once I remember, how di&s;&s;olved &s;now,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And con&s;tant &s;howres had &s;well'd Sperchios &s;o,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That with its furious &s;tream it drove a throng</HI></L>
<L><HI>Of torn-up Trees, and rowling &s;tones-along:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then where the waves, the horrid'&s;t force expre&s;s'd,</HI></L>
<L N="170"><HI>He bad me to oppo&s;e my youthfull brea&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;top the &s;welling billows as they run;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which he with all his feet could &s;carce have done.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nor could th' impetuous &s;tream a conque&s;t gain,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Whil&s;t</HI> Chiron <HI>threatned, urging &s;till my &s;hame.</HI></L>
<L N="175"><HI>Thus glory I attain'd by his command,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who &s;till a witne&s;&s;e of my toils did &s;tand.</HI></L>
<L><HI>To fight with arm'd fi&s;ts, and th' Oebalian &s;tone</HI></L>
<L><HI>To throw and wre&s;tle with oil'd limbs, alone</HI></L>
<L><HI>Were &s;ports, nor &s;eem'd more toils then when</HI></L>
<L N="180"><HI>I took my harp, and &s;ung of famous men.</HI></L>
<L><HI>He taught me too, which herbs for health were good,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And which would &s;top effu&s;ion of much blood.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which would clo&s;e wounds, and which procure kind re&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How gangrain'd parts to &s;ever from the re&s;t.</HI></L>
<L N="185"><PB N="276" REF="156">
<HI>What ulcers herbs would care. He al&s;o taught</HI></L>
<L><HI>Still to make Ju&s;tice guide of every thought.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thus the The&s;&s;alians he made happy &s;till,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And thus he wrought his Centaurs to his will.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Y<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ave heard, my friends, tho&s;e acts that did employ</HI></L>
<L N="190"><HI>My early years: The&s;e I recount with joy.</HI></L>
<L><HI>The re&s;t my Mother knows.</HI> Thus he gave o're</L>
<L><HI>His tale, and came unto the Trojan&s;hore.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="notes">
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<HEAD>ANNOTATIONS on the 5^t^h Book of <HI>STA<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">I&V;S</HI> his <HI>ACHILLEIS.</HI></HEAD>
<P N="13">13. A <HI>Bull.]</HI> This was the u&s;uall &s;acrifice to Nep|tune. Yet Ovid, <HI>Metam.</HI> 4. when Andromeda was freed, &s;aith, A Bull was offered to Jupi|ter. And Silius Italicus, <HI>lib.</HI> 15.
<Q LANG="lat"><L>&mdash;cadit ardua Taur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s</L>
<L>&V;ictima, Neptuno pariter, pariterque Tonanti.</L></Q>
And Virgil, <HI>Aen.</HI> 3.
<Q LANG="lat">Caelicol&ucirc;m Regi mactabim in littore Taurum.</Q>
<Q><L>&mdash;upon the &s;hore</L>
<L>To Heaven's King a Bull I &s;lew&mdash;</L></Q>
On which place Servius &s;aith, that <HI>Aeneas</HI> did this contra|ry to rea&s;on, in relation to the event, a Bull being the &s;acrifice of Neptune; re&s;embling the roughne&s;&s;e of the waves, and the nature of Neptune, and other Sea-gods, as ungentle as the waves that bred them: as Agellius <HI>l.</HI> 15. <HI>c.</HI> 2. <HI>Feroci&s;&s;imos &amp; immanes &amp; alienos ab omni humanitate Neptuni filios dixerunt;</HI> that is, <HI>Neptune's &s;ons were &s;aid to be mo&s;t fierce and ungentle, and strangers to all humanity.</HI> See Macrobius, <HI>l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 10.</P>
<P>15, 16. <HI>Having then the entralls flung Into the briny waves]</HI> This manner of throwing the entralls into the Sea, when &s;acrifice was performed to the Sea-gods, Virgil &s;etteth down, <HI>Aen.</HI> 5.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Dii quibus imperium pel&aacute;gi, quorum <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">quora curro,</L>
<L>Vob is laetus ego hoe candentem in littore taurum</L>
<L>Con&s;tituam ante aras voti re<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s, exteq<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e &s;al&s;os</L>
<L>Porriciam in fluctus.</L></Q>
<Q><PB N="278" REF="157">
<L>You gods who&s;e empire in the Ocean lies,</L>
<L>Over who&s;e waves I &s;ail; this &s;acri<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ce,</L>
<L>A <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> Bull as due to you I pay&mdash;</L>
<L>And in the briny waves the entralls lay.</L></Q>
<P>For in a &s;acrifices the entralls were a thief part of the le|dication; as Juvenal, <HI>Sat.</HI> 10.</P>
<Q LANG="lat"><L>Ut tamen &amp; po&s;cas <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">liquid, vovea&s;qae &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">c<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">llis</L>
<L>Ext<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, &amp; candid<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters"> divi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">a t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">macul <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rci.</L></Q>
<Q><L>That thou mai&s;t &s;omething wi&s;h, and at the &s;hrine</L>
<L>Offer the &s;acred entralls of white Swine.</L></Q>
<P>This ceremony of throwing the entralls into the Sea, was, becau&s;e Neptune, to whom the &s;acrifice was offered, there reigned. Suetonius <HI>in Augu&s;to</HI> hath the&s;e words, <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uneiata re|pent&egrave; ho&s;tis incur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">one, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 word"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">pta faco pro&s;acuit; alque it a praelium ingre&s;&s;us, victor rediit;</HI> that is, <HI>Hearing of the incur&s;ion of the enemy, he cut off the entralls half-raw, &s;natched from the fire; and &s;o going cut to Battle he returned victorious.</HI> On which words, Salma&s;ius, <HI>Partem extorum pro&s;ecandam &amp; Diis por|riciendam arae &s;uper-impo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ebant &amp; diis adolehant;</HI> They laid that part of the entralls on the Altar that was to be cut off, and &s;acrificed it to the gods. <HI>Reliquam partem ve&s;cebantur qui &s;acrificio intererant.</HI> The re&s;t was eaten by &s;uch as were pre|&s;ent at the &s;acrifice. All the actions about the entralls, looking into them and examining them laying, them on the Altar, eating what is to be eaten, <HI>Arrianus</HI> compri&s;eth un|der this one Verb <GAP DESC="foreign">. This cu&s;tom, a|mong others, which in the Notes I have given &s;hort hints of, was taken up by the Heathen in imitation of the true God's wor&s;hip as will appear from Levit 1. 9, 13. <HI>The in|wards and the legs &s;hall he wa&s;h in water, and the Prie&s;t &s;hall burn all on the Altar.</HI> Of the Prie&s;ts eating part of the &s;acrifice, &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e Levit. 2. 3. 10 and 6 26. Ecclus 7. 31. Likewi&s;e the baked and broiled meats ave<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e the Prie&s;ts, Lev. 7 9. Here imita<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ed by the word <HI>&s;emicruda.</HI> And we read but of few
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ceremonies among the antient Gentiles, that had not &s;uch a beginning.</P>
<P N="35">35. <HI>War within the open thre&s;hold &s;tai'd.]</HI> The Poet meaneth the Temple of Janus, which in Peace was ever &s;hut, and open in War. From <HI>Janus</HI> the gates of any private hou&s;e were called <HI>Januae.</HI> The gates of Janus were &s;hut but twice before the time of Augu&s;tus. <HI>Janum Quirinum &s;emel atque iterum a condita Vrbe memorium ante &s;uam clau&s;um, in mult&ograve; bre|viore temporis &s;patio, terr&acirc; marique pace part&acirc;, ter clu&s;it,</HI> &s;aith Suetonius, <HI>in Augu&s;to, c.</HI> 22. That is, The Temple of Janus, from the beginning of the City, was but twice &s;hut before the reign of Augu&s;tus; but in his reign, in a much le&s;&s;er &s;pace, he being at peace with all the world, it was thrice &s;hut. The fir&s;t time it was &s;hut was in the reign of Numa Pompilius; The &s;econd, when T. Manlius Torquatus, and Attilius Balbus were Con&s;uls: but it was opened again (as many &s;ay) the &s;ame year, and &s;o continued till Augu&s;tus. Perhaps <HI>Rome</HI>'s not enjoying peace was not the lea&s;t cau&s;e of its pro&s;perity. For in troublous times, mens endeavours commonly are uni|ted for the publick &s;afety, but pur&s;ue private intere&s;ts in times of peace and idlene&s;&s;e; &s;o hard it is to make true ad|vantage of God's greate&s;t ble&s;&s;ings. Augu&s;tus fir&s;t &s;hut Janus his Temple, <HI>Anno ab &V;. C.</HI> DXXV after the overthrow of Antonie; Him&s;elf the fifth time, and Sextus Apuleius being Con&s;uls. Four years after he &s;hut it the &s;econd time, M. Ju|nius Silanus being Con&s;ul with him. The third time he &s;hut it was about the time of our Saviour <HI>CHRIST,</HI> the Prince of peace. The next time we read of its being &s;hut, was, when Nero, and Valerius Me&s;&s;ala, were Con&s;uls, <HI>Anno &V;. C.</HI> DCCCXI. which Tacitus and Oro&s;ius reckon not, becau&s;e Nero &s;hut it upon no ju&s;t grounds. So Suetonius in his life, <HI>Janum geminum clau&s;it tam nullo quam re&s;iduo bello;</HI> which <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aer|nus readeth, <HI>Tanquam nullo re&s;iduo bello:</HI> that is, <HI>He &s;hut the Temple of Janus, as if there were no &s;ignes of war remaining.</HI> The &s;eventh time it was &s;hut (or, more truly, the &s;ixth time) was, <HI>Anno &V;. C.</HI> DCCCXXIV. Ve&s;pa&s;ian and Nerva being Con|&s;uls. After this time, Hi&s;torians &s;ay nothing concerning the gates of this Temple. Yet Capitolinus <HI>in Gordino Juniore,</HI> affirmeth, that the cu&s;tom &s;till remained. Alexander ab Alexandro <HI>lib.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 14. conceiveth the rea&s;on, why Janus his
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Temple was the te&s;timony of peace and war, was, his being the Pr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ident of the revolutions of times; &s;o his Statue intima|ted, having on its hands the number of the days of the year figured. As he was figured with two faces, &s;o he had al&s;o two gates, one toward the Ea&s;t, the other toward the We&s;t. The&s;e Macrobius, <HI>Saturn. l.</HI> 1. <HI>c.</HI> 9. u&s;eth for arguments, to prove Ianus the &s;ame with the Sun, according to his de&s;igne. But I rather judge this aro&s;e from Saturn, (by vvhom Time vvas meant) his being perhaps all one vvith Ianus. But Macrobius <HI>cap.</HI> 7. believeth, Ianus's tvvo faces related to the prudence and care of a Prince, who looketh both on what is pa&s;t, and al&s;o on what is to come. Ianus made Saturn partner with him in the Kingdom, for the benefit he received from his in&s;tru|ctions about Hu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">bandry: And after his death, in honour of him, and in memory of the &s;hip which brought him to <HI>Italy,</HI> he cau&s;ed the figure of a &s;hip to be &s;tamped on one &s;ide of his Coine, which on the other had his own Image. Hence came the Game, <HI>c&ugrave;m pueri denarios in &s;ublimi jactantes,</HI> CAPITA AUT NAVIA, <HI>lu&s;u te&s;te vetu&s;tatis, exclaman<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">;</HI> which in our days &s;till remaineth, being now called <HI>Cro&s;&s;e or Pile. Cap.</HI> 9 he telleth this originall &s;tory of the opening of Janus's gates in War; <HI>When the War of the Sabines was in favour of their ra|v<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;hed Virgins, the Romans hastned to &s;hut the gate at the foot of the Hi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></HI> Viminalis, <HI>(which from the event was after called</HI> lanualis) <HI>by rea&s;on the enemy was ru&s;hing in that way. After it was &s;hut, it &s;traight opened again of its own accord. Which having hapned twice or thrice, they &s;tood to defend it with Souldiers, be|cau&s;e they could not &s;hut it: wh<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">n &s;uddainly there came a report, that on another &s;ide of the City the Romans were bea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">er by</HI> Tatius: <HI>At which, the Romans that defended this gate, affrighted fled. And when the Sabines were breaking in, it is &s;aid, that from the Temple of fanus a violent torrent of hot water i&s;sued, and overthrew the pre&s;&s;ing enemy For this cau&s;e in war the gates were always &s;et open, as it were in expectation of &s;uch help, and as repre&s;enting the god him&s;elf going out to their a&s;&s;istance.</HI> And this no doubt proved very advantag<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ous, for the encouragement of the common people, who are apt enough to believe any, that tell them of a god's going out with them. To this purpo&s;e al&s;o, Servius rela<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eth the &s;tory, <HI>in Aen.</HI> 1. and &s;aith, the rea&s;on of <HI>Janus</HI> his being figured with two faces, was the confederacy of the
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two Princes, <HI>Romulus</HI> and <HI>Tatius.</HI> The be&s;t rea&s;on he giveth, as he thinketh him&s;elf, is, <HI>That tho&s;e that go to war wi&s;h to re|turn.</HI> But certainly he is unju&s;t to him&s;elf, having before &s;aid, <HI>vel qu&ograve;d ad bellum ituri debent de pace cogitare,</HI> that is, <HI>or be|cau&s;e that tho&s;e that are going to war ought to have their thoughts on peace.</HI></P>
<P N="55">55. <HI>Hectorean &s;hore.]</HI> That is, Trojane.</P>
<P N="58">58. <HI>The Trojan Swain.]</HI> Paris, &s;o called, from his having been bred up among &s;hepheards. See <HI>Annot.</HI> on <HI>Book</HI> 1 <HI>v.</HI> 33.</P>
<P N="62">6<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">. <HI>So ro&s;e the strife,</HI> &amp;c.] For they fell out, when they were at the marriage of Peleus and Thetis, about a golden Apple ca&s;t among them by Di&s;cord.</P>
<P N="73">73. <HI>Europe]</HI> is here put for <HI>Greece.</HI></P>
<P N="83">83. <HI>When love,</HI> &amp;c.] love ravi&s;hed Europa in the &s;hape of a Bull. See Ovid <HI>Metam, lib.</HI> 2.</P>
<P N="87">87. <HI>Aeetes.]</HI> The father of Medea, who pur&s;ued the Argo|nauts that carried her away in the Ship Argo, which was after made a Con&s;tellation.</P>
<P N="150">150, <HI>The Macedonian Pile.]</HI> See on Book 2. v. 6.</P>
<P N="151">151. <HI>Sauromatians,]</HI> a people of Scythia, commonly called <HI>Tartars.</HI></P>
<P N="152">152. <HI>Getans.]</HI> See on Book 4. v. 86.</P>
<P N="153">153 <HI>Gelonians,]</HI> a people al&s;o of Scythia, &s;o called from <HI>Gelonus</HI> the &s;on of Hercules. They are now comprehended un|der the name of <HI>Tartars.</HI> They were wont to paint and di&s;co|lour their faces, that they might appear the more terrible in Battle. Hence Virgil calleth them <HI>Pictos Gelonos, Geor.</HI> 2. They were famous Archers: Hence Horace, <HI>lib.</HI> 3. <HI>od.</HI> 4. cal|leth them <HI>pharetratos Gelonos:</HI> And Virgil <HI>Aen.</HI> 8. <HI>Sagittiferos Gelonos.</HI> They u&s;ed, as the Ma&s;&s;agetans, to drink Hor&s;es blood mingled with milk.</P>
<P N="154">154. <HI>Balearian Slingers.]</HI> The Baleares are two I&s;lands be|longing to Spain, commonly called <HI>Majorica</HI> and <HI>Minorica.</HI> Some hold, they received their name from <HI>Baleus,</HI> a compani|on of <HI>Hercu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">es,</HI> there left by him. But rather they were &s;o cal|led <GAP DESC="foreign">, <HI>from Slinging:</HI> For the inhabitants were very skilfull in the u&s;e of the &s;ling, and bred their children to it. When their children were hungry, they laid their victu|alls on a high beam, and they were to &s;trike it off with a &s;ling before they had it, <HI>Flor. l.</HI> 3. <HI>c.</HI> 8. and <HI>Alex. ab Alex. lib.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 25.
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The Greeks formerly called them <HI>Gymne&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aus,</HI> from their cu|&s;tom of going naked.</P>
<P N="177">177. <HI>To fight-with armed fi&s;ts.]</HI> See on Book 1. v. 219.</P>
<P><HI>Oebatian quoits.]</HI> This was a weight with a <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ing in it, which they u&s;ed to throw. At this Exerci&s;e Apollo killed his Beloved Hyacynthus. See <HI>Alexand. ab Alex. lib.</HI> 3. <HI>cap.</HI> 21.</P>
<P N="178">178. <HI>And wre&s;tle with oil'd limbs.]</HI> I have &s;hewed above; why places of Exerci&s;es are called <HI>Gymna&s;ia.</HI> Tho&s;e that w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e&s;t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">od were naked, and had their limbs anno<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ted! Thucydides, <HI>lib.</HI> 1. &s;aith, The Lacedae monians fir&s;t in&s;tituted Wre&s;tling naked, with oyled limbs: but he there affirmeth, that the more antient cu&s;tom was to wear Breeches. This exerci&s;e was in &s;ueh e&s;teem, that one that was excellent in it was valued as much as the brave&s;t Souldier, Alex. ab Alex. <HI>l.</HI> 2. <HI>c.</HI> 25. For which re|putation's &s;ake, they u&s;ed a&s;&s;iduous-practi&s;e before they came to the place: And then, as Clemens Alexandrinus <HI>lib.</HI> 7. <HI>Strom.</HI> reluteth, looking on the Starue of Iupiter, they made this prayer to him, <HI>If all things, O Iupiter, are rightly. performed by me for the Combat, give <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e the de&s;erved Victory.</HI></P>
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<HEAD>A PANEGYRICK <HI>to Generall</HI> MONCK.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>'TIs not your pow'r, that has in&s;pir'd my mu&s;e,</L>
<L>T'were mean to prai&s;e that which you &s;corn to u&s;e.</L>
<L>'Tis that above the reach of pow'r in you</L>
<L>I prai&s;e, Victorious over Conque&s;t too.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet you more truly glorious will appear,</L>
<L>To di&s;po&s;e Scepters, than you could to wear.</L>
<L>For ravi&s;h'r Crowns are &s;till another's due,</L>
<L>But thus be&s;tow'd, they are all ow'd to you.</L>
<L>How much your Debtour is our Nation grown,</L>
<L>People their freedome owe, the Prince his Throne.</L>
<L>Brought from his barbarous exile to be Crown'd,</L>
<L>And practice mercy that he never found.</L>
<L>So when the <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg"><HI>Aeneas</HI> &s;o de&s;cribed by Virg. <HI>lib.</HI> 1.</NOTE> Trojan Prince was almo&s;t lo&s;t</L>
<L>In Storms, among ungentle billows to&s;t,</L>
<L>Di&s;plea&s;ed <HI>Neptune</HI> from the &s;urges ro&s;e;</L>
<L>And &s;torms of frowns among the tempe&s;ts throws.</L>
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At which the waves no longer dur&s;t a&s;pire,</L>
<L>But to obedient calmne&s;&s;e all retire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At your approach, phanatique &s;torms &s;o &s;hrink,</L>
<L>And factious waves to &s;eeming quiet &s;ink.</L>
<L>That <NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">La<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">|bert.</NOTE> Wave which to the va&s;te&s;t &s;welling ro&s;e,</L>
<L>Found de&s;tiny in attempting to oppo&s;e.</L>
<L>Under your weight and principles they &s;unk,</L>
<L>And his unto your brighter Genius &s;hrunk.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So common fires &s;eem to be undone</L>
<L>At the victorious &s;hining of the Sun.</L>
<L>He too that hated King's, ju&s;t fate de&s;ignes</L>
<L>Should &s;toop to one &s;prung from a Prince's loins.</L>
<L>Yet little does your birth &s;hare with your deeds,</L>
<L>Your Godlike acts, your Princely <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ace exceeds.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t you de&s;pi&s;e tho&s;e long prevailing charms</L>
<L>Of pow'r, ready with its open arms.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So holy men, in heavenly firmne&s;&s;e &s;taid,</L>
<L>Refus'd tho&s;e honor's others would have paid;</L>
<L>T'was &s;uch a Temper only could have brought,</L>
<L>That which we &s;trongly hop't, and weakly &s;ought.</L>
<L>Such conque&s;ts as to mighty minds are due,</L>
<L>Sought your embraces; whil&s;t alone for you</L>
<L>So clearly victory it &s;elfe declar'd,</L>
<L>That neither common &s;word, nor fortune &s;har'd.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t we amaz'd your perfect conque&s;t find,</L>
<L>Wrought only by your conduct and your mind.</L>
<L>Their pow'r and fates that you before you &s;aw,</L>
<L>Did not excite your thoughts, nor could they awe:</L>
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You took no mea&s;ure from their fates or them,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t pow'r and danger you alike contemn;</L>
<L>For their ambitions were not your de&s;ignes,</L>
<L>You did not fear their fates, but fear'd their crimes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet by degrees you mov'd, as after Night</L>
<L>The Sun begins to &s;hew the World its light.</L>
<L>At who&s;e approach, darkne&s;&s;e its place re&s;ignes,</L>
<L>And though it &s;eems to move not, yet it &s;hines.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So &s;oftly you began to &s;pread your beams,</L>
<L>Through all our factions dark in all extreams.</L>
<L>And though at fir&s;t, you &s;carce a motion &s;how'd,</L>
<L>Yet early glory from your actions flow'd.</L>
<L>May you &s;till &s;hine, as now at your full height,</L>
<L>Till you to greater glory pa&s;&s;e through fate.</L>
<L>You that a KING a Scepter gave to &s;way,</L>
<L>And taught rebellious Subjects to obey;</L>
</LG>
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