 | Andromeda Liberata |  |
Her eyes that others caught, now made her caught,
Who to her father, for the whale was brought,
Bound to a barraine Rocke, and death expected;
But heau'n hath still such Jnnocence protected:
Beauty needs feare no Monsters, for the sea,
(Mother of Monsters) sent Alcyone,
To warrant her, not onely gainst the waues,
But all the deathes hid in her watrie graues.
The louing birds flight made about her still,
(Still good presaging) shew'd heau'ns sauing will:
Which cheering her, did comfort all the shore
That mourn'd in shade of her sad eyes before:
Her lookes to perle turn'd peble, and her locks
To burnisht gold transform'd the burning Rocks.
Who to her father, for the whale was brought,
Bound to a barraine Rocke, and death expected;
But heau'n hath still such Jnnocence protected:
Beauty needs feare no Monsters, for the sea,
(Mother of Monsters) sent Alcyone,
To warrant her, not onely gainst the waues,
But all the deathes hid in her watrie graues.
The louing birds flight made about her still,
(Still good presaging) shew'd heau'ns sauing will:
Which cheering her, did comfort all the shore
That mourn'd in shade of her sad eyes before:
To burnisht gold transform'd the burning Rocks.
| Andromeda Liberata | |