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The Historie of Calanthrop and Lucilla

Conspicuously demonstrating the various mutabilities of Fortune in their loves, with every severall circumstance of joyes and crosses, fortunate exploites, and hazardous adventures, which either of them sustained before they could attaine the prosperous event of their wished aimes. By John Kennedie
 
 

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LVCILLA HER PALINODE.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

LVCILLA HER PALINODE.

Many one rashly give, reasonlesse censures towards love,
But those as I beleeve, his mightie pow'r did never prove,
Why should they speake, were ne're love-sicke
Of Cupids power or might,
Blind folke should not, iudge colours but
Give place to those have sight.
The time was once I thought, as those vaine fooles do now surmise
And I by all meanes sought, to move each one his power despise.
But foolish I, did not espy
That Cupid was a God,
Though I was wilde, hee made mee milde
Like babes who kisse their rod.
It's more then madnesse great, to raile against affections King,
Be he control'd hee'l threat, the gods themselves to ruine bring.
Him powers blist, dare not resist
Iove, Neptune, nor Apollo,
Should then not wee, who mortals be,
Learne their example follow.
Though Danae was kept close, and strictly watcht by matrons guard,
Her father life must losse, by her first borne for his reward,
He knowing that, incarcerate
Her, to pevent the same,
Iove did surmise, gold blindes the wise,
And time make Dian tame.


Such sure is Venus boy, deare bought experience makes me know,
None can on earth finde ioy, vnlesse themselves his servants show,
Let yong and old, let base and bold
Let rich and poore obey,
For who gainst and, Cupids command,
He workes their wrack alway.
Long since, I must confesse, I Venus deitie did detest,
And thought it foolishnesse, in those their hopes so fondly plac't,
I cald Love blinde, and now I finde
He wounds without respect,
Yea, all alike, his darts doe strike,
With love or pale reiect.
But where as I before, transgrest 'gainst Venus and her sonne,
I vow now to adore, their sacred will till life be done.
No bad pretence, but ignorance,
Made me their lawes forsake,
So Iewels rare, some fooles will spare,
And yet a feather take.
Love all things overcomes, to Love Lucilla doth give place,
Their sences he benummes, who strive his deitie to disgrace.
Or seek his foyle, or honours spoyle,
Therefore I thus resolve,
In life or death, whilst I doe breathe,
My love shall ne're dissolve.