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INATURE'S bright eyesight, and the We know can nothing further thy recall, Night's fair soul,2

When Night's dark robes (whose objects 3That with thy triple forehead dost control blind us all) Earth, seas, and hell ; and art in dignity Shall celebrate thy changes' funeral. The greatest and swiftest planet in the But as in that thrice dreadful foughten field sky.

Of ruthless Cannas, when sweet rule did

yield Peaceful and warlike, and the power of Her beauties' strongest proofs, and hugest fate,

love : In perfect circle of whose sacred state When men as many as the lamps above, The circles of our hopes are compassed : Arm'd Earth in steel, and made her like All wisdom, beauty, majesty, and dread, the skies, Wrought in the speaking portrait of thy. That two Auroras did in one day rise. face.

Thus with the terror of the trumpets' call, Great Cynthia, rise out of thy 5Latmian The battles join'd as if the world did fall : palace,

Continued long in life-disdaining fight, 6Wash thy bright body in th' Atlantic Jove's thundering eagles feather'd like the streams,

night, Put on those robes that are most rich in Hovering above them with indifferent beams;

wings, And in thy all-ill-purging purity

Till Blood's stern daughter, cruello Tyche, (As if the shadyi Cytheron did fry

flings În sightful fury of a solemn fire),

The chief of one side, to the blushing Ascend thy chariot, and make earth ad- ground, mire

And then his men (whom griefs and fears Thy old swift changes, made a young fix'd confound) prime,

Turn'd all their cheerful hopes to grim O let thy beauty scorch the wings of time, despair, That fluttering he may fall before thine Şome casting off their souls into the air, eyes,

Some taken prisoners, some extremely And beat himself to death before he rise : maim'd, And as heaven's8 genial parts were cut And all (as men accursed) on fate exclaim'd. away

So, gracious Cynthia, in that sable day, By Saturn's hands with adamantine When interposed earth takes thee away harpey,

(Our sacred chief and sovereign general), Only to show that since it was composed As crimson a retreat, and steep a fall, Of universal matter, it enclosed

We fear to suffer from this peace and No power to procreate another heaven, height, So since that adamantine power is given Whose thankless sweet now cloys us with To thy chaste hands, to cut off all desire receipt. Of fleshly sports, and quench to Cupid's fire :

Il The Romans set sweet music to her Let it approve: no change shall take thee charms, hence,

To raise thy stoopings, with her airy arms: Nor thy throne bear another inference; Used loud resoundings with auspicious For if the envious forehead of the earth

brass : Lour on thy age, and claim thee as her Held torches up to heaven, and flaming birth,

glass, Tapers nor torches, nor the forests burn- Made a whole forest but a burning eye, ing,

T' admire thy mournful partings with the Soul-winging music, tear-stilling sky. mourning

The Macedonians were so stricken dead, (Used of old Romans and rude Macedons With skill-less horror of thy changes În thy most sad and black discessions),

dread ;



the seas,

They wanted hearts, to lift-up sounds, or Who (set in absolute remotion) reaves fires,

Thy face of light, and thee all darken'd Or eyes to heaven; but used their funeral leaves : tyres,

So for thy absence to the shade of death Trembled, and wept; assured some mis- Our souls fly mourning, winged with our chief's fury

breath. Would follow that afflicting augury.

Then set thy crystal and imperial throne, Nor shall our wisdoms be more arrogant Girt in thy chaste and never-loosing!? zone, (O sacred Cynthia), but believe thy want

'Gainst Europe's Sun directly opposite, Hath cause to make us now as much And give him darkness that doth threat afraid :

thy light. Nor shall Democrates, who first is said, To read in nature's brows thy changes'

O how accursed are they thy favour

scorn !14 cause,

Diseases pine their flocks, tares spoil their Persuade our sorrows to a vain applause.

Old men are blind of issue, and young Time's motion, being like the reeling

wives sun's, Or as the sea reciprocally runs,

Bring forth abortive fruit, that never,

thrives. Hath brought us now to their opinions ; As in our garments, ancient fashions

But then how bless'd are they thy Are newly worn; and as sweet poesy

favour graces, Will not be clad in her supremacy

Peace in their hearts, and youth reigns in With those strange garments (Rome's their faces : hexameters),

Health strengths their bodies, to subdue AS she is English ; but in right prefers Our native robes (put on with skilful hands And dare the Sun, like Theban Hercules, English heroics) to those antic garlands, To calm the furies, and to quench the Accounting it no meed, but mockery,

fire: When her steep brows already prop the sky, As at thy altars, in thy Persic empire, To put on start-ups, and yet let it fall. 15 Thy holy women walk'd with naked No otherwise (O queen celestial)

soles Can we believe Ephesia's state will be Harmless, and confident, on burning coals: But spoil with foreign grace, and change | The virtue-temper'd mind, ever preserves, with thee

Oils, and expulsatory balm that serves 12The pureness of thy never-taipted life, To quench lust's fire in all things it Scorning the subject title of a wife,

anoints, Thy body not composed in thy birth, And steels our feet to march on needles' Of such condensed matter as the earth.

points : Thy shunning faithless men's society, And 'mongst her arms hath armour to Betaking thee to hounds, and archery

repel To deserts, and inaccessible hills,

The cannon and the fiery darts of hell : Abhorring pleasure in Earth's common ills, She is the great enchantress that comCommit most willing rapes on all our mands hearts :

Spirits of every region, seas, and lands, And make us tremble, lest thy sovereign Round heaven itself, and all his sevenfold parts

heights, (The whole preservers of our happiness) Are bound to serve the strength of her Should yield to change, eclipse, or heavi- conceits.

A perfect type of thy Almighty state, And as thy changes happen by the site, That hold'st the thread, and rulest the Near, or far distance, of thy father's* light, sword of fate.

Then you that exercise the virgin court * Eurip. in Phænisses, calls her the daughter, Of peaceful Thespia, my muse consort, not sister, of the Sun.

Making her drunken with 16Gorgonean O clarissimi filia Solis Luna aurei circuli

dews, lumen, &c.

And therewith all your ecstasies infuse,


That she may reach the topless starry brows Which cast a shadow like a Pyramis, Of steep Olympus, crown'd with freshest Whose basis in the plain or back part is boughs

Of that quaint work: the top so high exOf Daphnean laurel, and the praises sing tended, Of mighty Cynthia : truly figuring That it the region of the moon transcended: (As she is Hecate) her sovereign kind, Without, within it, every corner fill'd And in her force, the forces of the mind : By beauteous form, as her great mistress An argument to ravish and refine

will'd. An earthly soul, and make it mere divine. 18 Here as she sits, the thunder-loving Jove Sing then withal, her palace brightness In honours past all others shows his love, bright,

Proclaiming her in complete Empery, The dazzle-sun perfections of her light ; Of whatsoever the Olympic sky Circling her face with glories, sing the With tender circumvecture doth embrace, walks,

The chiefest planet that doth heaven enWhere in her heavenly magic mood she chase. stalks.

Dear goddess, prompt, benign, and bounHer arbours, thickets, and her wondrous teous, game,

That hears all prayers, from the least of us (A huntress, being never match'din fame), Large riches gives, since she is largely Presume not then ye flesh-confounded given, souls,

And all that spring from seed of earth and That cannot bear the full Castalian bowls, heaven Which sever mounting spirits from the She doth command : and rules the fates senses,

of all, To look in this deep fount for thy pre- Old Hesiod sings her thus celestial. tences :

And now to take the pleasures of the day, The juice more clear than day, yet shadows Because her night-star soon will call away, night,

She frames of matter intimate before Where humour challengeth no drop of|(To wit, a white and dazzling meteor), right :

A goodly nymph, whose beauty, beauty But judgment shall display, to purest eyes stains With ease, the bowels of these mysteries. Heavens with her jewels; gives all the

reins See then this planet of our lives de- Of wished pleasance ; frames her golden scended

wings, To rich 170rtygia, gloriously attended, But them she binds up close with purple Not with her fifty ocean nymphs; nor yet strings, Her twenty foresters : but doth beget Because she now will have her run alone, By powerful charms, delightsome servitors And bid the base to all affection. Of fowers and shadows, mists and me- And Euthimya is her sacred name, teors :

Since she the cares and toils of earth must Her rare Elysian palace she did build

tame : With studied wishes, which sweet hope did | Then straight the flowers, the shadows and gild

the mists With sunny foil, that lasted but a day : (Fit matter for most pliant humourists), For night must needs importune her away. She hunters makes : and of that substance The shapes of every wholesome flower and hounds tree

Whose mouths deaf heaven, and furrow She gave those types of her felicity.

earth with wounds, And Form herself she mightily conjured And marvel not a nymph so rich in grace Their priceless values might not be ob- To hounds' rude pursuits should be given scured,

in chase. With disposition baser than divine, For she could turn herself to every shape But make that blissful court others to shine Of swiftest beasts, and at her pleasure With all accomplishment of architect,

'scape; That not the eye of Phoebus could detect. Wealth fawns on fools ; virtues are meat Form · then, 'twixt two superior pillars

for vices, framed

Wisdom conforms herself to all Earth's This tender building, Pax Imperii named, guises,


Good gifts are often given to men past When straight, within the woods some good,

wolf or bear, And Noblesse stoops sometimes beneath The heedless limbs of one doth pieceineal his blood.


Affrighteth other, sends some bleeding The hounds that she created, vast, and back, fleet

And some in greedy whirl-pits suffer Were grim Melampus, with th' Ethiop's wrack. feet,

So did the bristled covert check with White Leucon; all-eating Pamphagus,

wounds Sharp-sighted Dorceus, wild Oribasus, The licorous haste of these game-greedy Storm-breathing Lelaps, and the savage

hounds. Theron, Wing'd-footed Pterelas, and hind-like In this vast thicket (whose description's Ladon,

task Greedy Harpyia, and the painted Stycté, The pens of furies, and of fiends would Fierce Trigis, and the thicket-searcher Agre,

So more than human-thoughted horrible) The black Melaneus, and the bristled The souls of such as lived implausible, Lachne,

In happy empire of this goddess' glories, Lean-lustful Cyprius, and big-chested And scorn'd to crown her fanes with sacriAloe.

fice, These and such other now the forest Did ceaseless walk ; exspiring fearful ranged,

groans, And Euthimya to a panther changed, Curses and threats for their confusions. Holds them sweet chase; their mouths Her darts, and arrows, some of them had they freely spend,

slain, As if the earth in sunder they would rend. Others her dogs eat, painting her disdain, Which change of music liked the goddess After she had transform'd them into SO,

beasts : That she before her foremost nymph Others her monsters carried to their nests, would go,

Rent them in pieces, and their spirits sent And not a huntsman there was eagerer To this blind shade, to wail their banish

ment. In that sport's love (yet all were wondrous The huntsmen hearing (since they could keen)

not hear) Than was their swift and windy-footed Their hounds at fault ; in eager chase queen.

drew near, But now this spotted game did thicket Mounted on lions, unicorns, and boars, take,

And saw their hounds lie licking of their Where not a hound could hunger'd sores, passage make:

Some yearning at the shroud, as if they chid Such proof the covert was, all arm'd in Her stinging tongues, that did their chase thorn,

forbid : With which in their attempts the dogs By which they knew the game was that were torn,

way gone. And fell to howling in their happiness : Then each man forced the beast he rode As when a flock of school-boys, whom upon, their mistress

T' assault the thicket; whose repulsive Held closely to their books, gets leave to thorns sport,

So gall'd the lions, boars, and unicorns, And then like toil-freed deer, in headlong Dragons, and wolves ; that half their coursort,

ages With shouts, and shrieks, they hurry from Were spent in roars, and sounds of heavi

the school. Some strew the woods, some swim the Yet being the princeliest, and hardiest silver pool :

beasts, All as they list to several pastimes fall, That gave chief fame to those Ortygian To feed their famish'd wantonness withal. forests,


ness :


And all their riders furious of their sport, Stretcheth her silver limbs loaded with A fresh assault they gave, in desperate

wealth, sort :

Hearing our horse were marching down by And with their falchions made their ways stealth. in wounds,

(Who looking for them) war's quick artisan, The thicket open'd, and let in the hounds. Fame-thriving Vere, that in those countries But from her bosom cast prodigious cries, Wrapt in her Stygian fumes of miseries : More fame than guerdon; ambuscadoes Which yet the breaths of these courageous laid steeds

Of certain foot, and made full well appaid Did still drink up, and clear'd their The hopeful enemy, in sending those venturous heads :

The long-expected subjects of their blows As when the fiery coursers of the sun, To move their charge; which straight they Up to the palace of the morning run,

give amain, And from their nostrils blow the spiteful When we retiring to our strength again, day :

The foe pursues, assured of our lives, So yet those foggy vapours made them and us within our ambuscado drives ; way.

Who straight with thunder of the drums But pressing further, saw such cursed

and shot, sights,

Tempest their wraths on them that wist it Such Ætnas fill'd with strange tormented not. sprites,

Then (turning headlong) some escaped us That now the vaporous object of the eye So, Out-pierced the intellect in faculty. Some left to ransom, so to overthrow, Baseness was nobler than Nobility : In such confusion did this troop retire, For ruth (first shaken from the brain of And thought them cursed in that game's Love,

desire : And love the soul of virtue) now did Out flew the hounds, that there could nomove,

thing find, Not in their souls (spheres mean enough of the sly panther, that did beard the wind, for such),

Running into it full, to clog the chase, Bui in their eyes ; and thence did con- And tire her followers with too much solace. science touch

And but the superficies of the shade, 'Their hearts with pity, where her proper Did only sprinkle with the scent she made, throne

As when the sunbeams on high billows fall, Is in the mind, and there should first have And make their shadows dance upon a wall, shone :

That is the subject of his fair reflectings. Eyes should guide bodies, and our souls Or else; as when a man in summer evenings, our eyes,

Something before sunset, when shadows be But now the world consists on contraries. Rack'd with his stooping, to the highest So sense brought terror, where the mind's

degree, presight

His shadow climes the trees, and scales a Had saved that fear, and done but pity hill, * right,

While he goes on the beaten passage still : But servile fear, now forged a wood of So slightly touch'd the panther with her darts

scent, Within their eyes, and cast them through This irksome covert, and away she went, their hearts :

Down to a fruitful island sited by, Then turn'd they bridle, then half slain Full of all wealth, delight, and empery, with fear,

Ever with child of curious architect, Each did the other backwards overbear, Yet still deliver'd ; paved with dames select, As when th’Italian Duke, a troop of On whom rich feet in foulest boots might horse

tread, Sent out in haste against some English And never foul them: for kind Cupid spread force,

Such perfect colours on their pleasing faces, From stately-sighted sconce-torn Nimi- That their reflects clad foulest weeds with guen,

graces. Under whose walls the 19wall most Cynthian,

* Simile ad eandem explicat.

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