The Grecian Story Being an Historical Poem, in Five Books. To which is Annex'd The Grove: Consisting of Divers Shorter Poems upon several Subjects. By J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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Their Captain's pleas'd, long'd for that Rape, agree'd
For th' Sacrifice, whom so they styl'd indeed:
Brisoldan 'twas, her Suitor found o're bold,
Gondace's Son (whose Plots we did unfold
First Book, at large) her Father's Concubine:
Held on Four years to the Pois'nous Broth's Design,
Clermanthe's flight, his Feign'd then earnest Love,
Ambitious thoughts till fondest Dream did prove:
Near Death withal Two younger Lords ensnar'd
Least through their Rival suits himself debar'd,
Tho She withdrawn, Disdainful Part exprest,
That Love turn'd monstrous Hate, enraged Brest.
Clermanthe view'd, Brisoldan swell'd with Pride,
Strong Lust, Revenge, that gallant Theft descry'd:
Fate Servant shew'd to th' Wish, like rare Convoy;
Could (Scorn'd before) Clermanthe now enjoy
(Willing, or not) so Greedily desir'd;
Scarce Waking thought, Chance singular, Admir'd:
Coy Mistress there to's Wench transform'd, a Slave,
Then follow'd Death; smooth passage ore her Grave
To th' Style, estate of Duke; yet kept he on
False-Hayr and Beard, nor would by Words be known
Till Ravishment. Her Spouse there slain (they told)
Deep Well receiv'd; Bonds did their Father infold.
For th' Sacrifice, whom so they styl'd indeed:
Brisoldan 'twas, her Suitor found o're bold,
Gondace's Son (whose Plots we did unfold
First Book, at large) her Father's Concubine:
Held on Four years to the Pois'nous Broth's Design,
Clermanthe's flight, his Feign'd then earnest Love,
Ambitious thoughts till fondest Dream did prove:
Near Death withal Two younger Lords ensnar'd
Least through their Rival suits himself debar'd,
Tho She withdrawn, Disdainful Part exprest,
That Love turn'd monstrous Hate, enraged Brest.
Clermanthe view'd, Brisoldan swell'd with Pride,
Strong Lust, Revenge, that gallant Theft descry'd:
Fate Servant shew'd to th' Wish, like rare Convoy;
Could (Scorn'd before) Clermanthe now enjoy
(Willing, or not) so Greedily desir'd;
Scarce Waking thought, Chance singular, Admir'd:
Coy Mistress there to's Wench transform'd, a Slave,
Then follow'd Death; smooth passage ore her Grave
To th' Style, estate of Duke; yet kept he on
False-Hayr and Beard, nor would by Words be known
Till Ravishment. Her Spouse there slain (they told)
Deep Well receiv'd; Bonds did their Father infold.
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