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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]

(1627?-1700)

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The Story of Orsamnes.

The Story of Clermanthe.

For the Duke Verdorus.

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For the Prince Orontes.

II.

The Story of the Persian Lady ZELMANZA.

III.

IV.

Book IV.

II.

III.

II.

Ornande's close Retirement.

Letter sent to Ornande.

The Good-morrow,

Lovers mix'd Weather.

ORNANDE

Ornande's Evening Walk, and Voice

Ornande and the Nightingale.

The Face and Glass.

Ornande's Morning Walk.

Ornande's Presence.

The Farewel.

One to his Fair, coy Mistress.

The Earnest doubting Lover.

The violent Despairing Lover.

Song, on Hero and Leander drown'd.

Scorn'd Scornfulness.

Beauty and Frailty.

The fair, young Shepherdess; her Funeral also.

TRANSLATIONS.

SONG.

On the first Sight of Beauteous Laura.

On coy Laura, veil'd.

On Leander drowned, swimming to Hero o're the Hellespont.

The modest doubtful Lover.

The Shepherd deeply enamour'd.

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Book IV.

We now Return to th' Noble Payr again,
Thersander th' Uncle joyn'd, whom did contain
Those Cottage-Walls (lovely House not distant far
From that great Town, Dervan) which slumbring are
Upon their Beds in cloaths; next Morn by Five,
Hir'd Coach should Journey take (as did Contrive)
To th' Merchant's Grange, withdrawn some time t'avoid
Their troubled Fathers Sight; more Peace enjoy'd
(As said before) till Those well pleas'd agen:
Th' Host Hostess too Asleep since th' Hour of Ten.
Now three i'th' Morn; unheard that Noise tho Loud
(Good space between) by Arm'd, Tumultuous Croud
Robbing the Town, large, Wealthy Corporation;
Which Plund'ring Storm from hence took Derivation.

Laconians strong Bordering Neighbours were
Unto that Realm; more spiteful Grudge did bear
'Gainst Arcadie, for Three Grand Overthrows
By th' Prince Orontes giv'n (as plainly shews
Our formost Book) being then Lord General,
In th' old King's Dayes: that Third much caus'd withall

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By th' Duke Orsamnes Hand, when but Nineteen.
(Near th' old King's Death) renowned valour seen.

This Prince then Reign'd; taking Advantage great
Of whose loose, Sensual Way, secure Conceit
Of his own strength, Commanders plac'd beside
In Frontire-Forts and Towns, whose Glory, Pride,
Dice, Wenches, Drink (small Souldiers worth) appear'd;
They th' other Night surpriz'd before 't was Fear'd
(Pow'r, Craft conjoyn'd) two Garrisons together,
None plac'd between. Having secured Either;
Embold'ned thence, such prime Retreats withall,
Strong Armed Bands Reserv'd, whate're befall;
Broke through their Bounds to plunder, spoyl next Day
In sev'ral Troops; some to Dervan did stray:
Enter'd past Nine at Night, like Torrent spread
About their Plund'ring Task, Town fir'd they fled.

So 'twas one Great Commander came i'th' Rere
(Which rob'd the Towns next Part to th' Cottage there)
Loaded with Prize, th' Attendant Armed train;
March'd by that way through near Adjoyning Lane.
False Rogue there prov'd, that trod Laconian Ground
Like Vagrant once, then Paultry Neat-heard found;
Had nought Himself to lose, Grudge, malice bare
(Now prime Revenge) against that Ancient Payr:
To th' Captain step't, whom told in Fawning fashion,
That he had view'd their Soyl, much lov'd the Nation;
Could bring to special Prize just in their Road,
That Cortage strait (adjoyning Place) he shew'd;
Rich Miser's House, but far more to Invite
Three Persons lodg'd, by Coach convey'd, that Night;
Did noble Rank, Disguis'd withall appear,
Nor stir'd they forth, He tending Cattel there;
One Woman was, Fine-cloath'd, for Form excell'd,
Beautifull'st Creature e're their Eyes beheld.

Those Souldiers strait desir'd to Plunder them,
Their Captain grants; as for that Female Gem,
Choice Ladie nam'd 't would Present Race afford
To's Brother sent, Province-commanding Lord
(Whose Heir he thought to be) choice Concubine;
Those Men for Slaves, great Ransom last Design'd:
If Jewels found to Him convey'd withall;
But stop, short Task, might soon surprise, enthrall.

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Thus, choosing forth some Thirty Men howe're,
He Formost Led, must view the Lady there.
Broke open strait with ease their Outmost Dore;

Next then unlatch'd, soon trod their Parlour-floor:
Clermanthe saw like Morning-Star arise
Cloath'd from the Bed; tho scar'd through that surprize
Shriek'd loud withall; strait Grasp'd her Cabinet
O'th' Table there, whose Gems proclaim'd her Great,
Fine, glorious View; did hundred pound in Gold,
For Souldiers Share when th' Action past, behold.
The rest strait charg'd to take the Men Alive
If so they could; which words did cheer, revive
Clermanthe 's Heart; One told th' Host too at door
They were Laconians, thought Thieves before.

The Captain Her did leave to Faithful Guard,
Four of the Troop, with Box of Gems, Declar'd
For Present meant to th' Earl his Brother's hand;
Those Men withall: whilst she did mournful stand,
Could onely Intreat, They'd spare her Uncle, Brother;
By th' Captain thought of Noble Rank, no other.
Made haste to mount the Stairs, those Guarding Men
Charg'd there to stay, till He return'd agen.

This prov'd mean notice; Clermanthe's Shriek so loud
Rais'd both the Lords, (whom still their Cloaths did shroud)
From slumber, Bed; to them did Robbers shew,
Till heard that Word [Laconians] from below.
Nay then we're Slaves (Orsamnes said) Hard Chance!
Fighting perhaps our Freedom may Advance;
Clermanthe's too; Reveng'd, if falling Dy:
Truth; said Thersander there, did joyn, Comply.

Thus, snatching up their Swords, two Targets (last)
Hung there beheld, they ran to th' Door in hast:
Entry there was, with Stairs at either End,
Those furthest from the Kitchen did Ascend
To Garret-room; Trampling on Both they heard;
These First the Duke, Thersander next did Guard.
Indiff'rent Light through Windows view'd each side,
'Twas th' Hour of Three: then Day by Four descry'd:
Th' Assailants on the Stairs, from Wall to Wall,
But single Man could Mount at once withall.
They found them Both fill'd strait with Grim-look'd Faces,
And glist'ring Swords; Death seem'd in their Embraces.

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The Formost thus spoke to Orsamnes there;
Yield, or th' art Dead: struck Target fiercely howe're,
Glanc'd on his Leg. The incensed Duke replying,
Thou Dearly Pay'st that Score; clear way descrying,
Pierc'd through his Belly strait: grown Humbler so,
He prostrate falls. The Next gave monstrous Blow
On's Target-Boss, reveng'd with Cloven Head,
Seem'd tumbling down to grasp Comrade there Dead.
A Third th' arm Lifted high, Foot hinder'd tho
By Fellow's Corps, lay gash'd i'th' Neck below.
A Fourth, like Steps upon their Bodies rais'd,
Striking his Shield, the Sword but gently Graz'd
On his left Arm; Orsamnes strait (well Guided)
With Thund'ring Blow, Skull, Cheeks and Jaws divided.
The mounting Fifth ran through, gave Hasty Death:
Sixth follow'd then, Who Curs'd with Gasping breath.
Thersander had lay'd Five Asleep, tho found
One's Walking Mark in Thigh's unpleasing Wound.

Their Captain now, Charge giv'n (as said before)
To th' Ladie's Guard; sounding to th' Parlour-floor.
Much jumbling Noyse, joyn'd Targets, Swords above
(Unlook'd-for Chance, since Harder Task did prove)
Rush'd wildly forth: Th' Ascent found strangely spread,
New Stair-case made compiled of the Dead:
Call'd out, Give way; Thus foyl'd by single Man
Well-armed Crowd? Slave, Death's thy fatal bane
Mounting a loft, He struck Orsamnes Shield,
Whose monstrous Force made Part thereof to yield;
The Sword by glance did hurt his Shoulder then:
Take now thy Doom; Orsamnes speaks ag'en:
With powerful Blow Chop'd off his Arm, beneath
Fell th' Hand and Sword, as loth to Part in Death:
Cleft then his Brain, whose Body Prostrate there
Might groveling Joyn'd to th' Hand and Sword appear.

Now raged All, Rush'd madly on Combin'd;
More than Orsamnes thought for Spoyls design'd
So mean a Grange; for had they known their Number,
Which might the best Payr's Courage, strength incumber
(Tho prime the Place) They Yielded had perchance:
Clermanthe too their Spirits did Advance,
Voyce heard below. With Formost next did Clash
(Eighth Champion 'twas) good fortune had to Gash.

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Th' Encountrer's Hand; down fell the Sword, and He,
Stooping to Reach, Lay there for Company.
Thersander Sturdy Sixth destroy'd that Hour:
When, Torrent-like, (o'represt by growing Pow'r)
Stayrs Top they gain'd and Sword; some ran behind
Orsamnes strait, whose Armes they grasp'd, confin'd
To Pris'ner's Bonds; pleas'd both did Bleed howe're;
Thus Foyl'd at last; Part-tir'd with Killing there.

Lieutenant then, which Captain's Place supply'd,
Did enter too, to that Great Lord Ally'd;
Chief Governour of that large Province known
Next to th' Arcadian Bounds, rul'd there Alone,
Borganes call'd: the Lords being brought below,
To th' Parlour-Door (View'd by Clermanthe so
With streaming Tears, close Joy they were not Dead,
As they Saw Her) He charg'd they should be Led
To th' Band returning Home, with Lady sent
To th' Governour; their Captain's known Intent;
Fine Jewel-Box: o're-heard by Each the same,
Which cheer'd their Hearts, more hopeful Thoughts did frame;
Not Parted thus; or Chance whate're should be,
Joyn'd Friendly Sharers seem'd in Misery.
Orsamnes cast on Her sad Glance, Farewel,
As She on Him; tho Views oft-times befell,
They rode so Nigh: Orsamnes Golden store,
And Her's by Souldiers Siez'd, o'th' Plundering score.
With th' Ancient Payr small Coyn as then they found,
Tho had put out to Use Four Hundred pound:
They also took their Captain's Corps along,
More valu'd Bulk, left there the Vulgar throng.

Next Day, by One, to th' Borders All did trace,
By three their Charge brought to th' Intended Place;
Still Hope reserv'd, that Life o'th' Soul as 'twere,
Prime Anchor found midst stormy Waves, what'ere.
Grand Castle 'twas, large-compass'd Work beheld,
Tall, stately Tow'rs, for Gallant Form excell'd;
Fixt on a Rock, cut Passage out from thence
For Horse and Coach, seem'd Beauteous, strong Defence.

The Master on't was that Dead Captain's Brother,
Borganes call'd (as said before) 'bove Other
Commanding Lord of that Provincial Coast
Next Arcadie; for, Younger Years might boast

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Scarce Twenty eight, joyn'd Handsome Person too;
Then Widower; much Souldier's Way could Do;
Stout, Valiant Heart, Proud, Haughtiest tho beside;
Most Cruel where Displeas'd, that Harmful Bride:
Seem'd th' Hand of Fate, if Pow'r withall combin'd:
Brave Courtier's Garb, extreamly Lustful Mind.

Ent'ring large Hall, Lieutenant mounts Above,
Inform'd the Lord what from his Brother's Love
Choice Token brought; that Box of Gems presented,
Bright-shining Each; Worth rarely tho augmented
Joyn'd th' Owner's Self, most Gallant Female Prize;
Those Jewels seem'd Dark Foyls unto her Eyes;
For Beauty might her Sexes Queen appear;
Scarce Twenty's Age. Two Men Seiz'd also there;
One brave Young Man, was call'd at first her Brother,
Still Parted so agreed, their Uncle th' Other:
She Couch'd beneath, Those Lodg'd just o're her Head,
Disguis'd Great Persons seem'd, rouz'd then from Bed,
Tho when conjoyn'd his Brother Slain at last,
Cloud seiz'd his Brow, bad Damp his Thoughts o'recast:
Kill'd by her Brother, told, Seven more lay'd Dead,
(Self wounded tho) by Stayrs Advantaged,
On Top thereof: Six Slain at th' Other End
By th' Uncle too; did all below Attend.

Borganes swell'd, that Captain since did prove
His onely Brother, whose observant Love,
Great Volour joyn'd did Highly esteem, Advance;
Design'd for Heir: Then Thoughts on th' Lady glance;
Ponder'd her Brother 'twas; strong Combat bred
Lust, wrathful Flame, till th' Amorous Conquered:
Had Nephew too (seem'd Hopeful little Boy)
For Setling more, might his Estate enjoy.
Pris'ners mean time still kept Asunder were,
Sad Views altho; by Looks might Parley there.

Clermanthe then was brought to th' Dining-room,
Cheeks close, Obscur'd, since that Captived Doom;
Borganes there; Who rose with Formal Grace,
Advance nigh, wish'd Her Unveil the Face;
Which was Perform'd: her Beauties from that Cloud
Strait Breaking forth like Morning fair from Shroud
Of darkest Night; tho Sweeter Beams beheld,
Far daintier Blush Borganes thought, excell'd:

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Saluted Her: Such Lovely Form there shewn
In Sorrow's Dress, what Joy'd! Triumphant grown!
Nor Singular that Lord's Conceit, the Rest
Much Wonder'd too: These Words He joyn'd, exprest.

Bright Nimph, Discharge Sad Thoughts, to Beauty's Sky
Lend pleasing Rays again; since shall Descry
Frank Lord within these Gentle Walls, and there
Like Governness more than Captiv'd appear;
Fair Usuge prove like your Fair Self from us:
Wanting for Nought. Clermanthe answer'd thus.

If found such Noble Mind, so free from Blot,
Since born to Thrall, I should Imbrace my Lot;
And thank the Gods by whom 'Twas Ordain'd
Your Pris'ner first: Cheeks there with Blush distain'd;
Conjoyns withall; I hope that Nobleness
Perform'd to Me, will more it Self express
Towards my Brother, Uncle now Captiv'd;
Those Friendly Us'd more Cheer'd my Heart, reviv'd.

To That giv'n Gentler Nod, He strait Withdrew
To Lobby, Place which th' Hall beneath did View;
Both Lords beheld; Who shew'd their Due Regard,
Yet like themselves; Low Baser Ways debar'd:
Gave Order there, they should their Armes unbind,
Keep them within Two several Rooms Confin'd;
Their Hurts well Drest. Had Stout, convenient Man,
Who Jaylor prov'd to All, close Guardian;
Wore Poyniard Sword; Arm'd Under Groom attended;
Two Locks each Door with Iron Bar defended:

Young Lady near, the Lord's Half-Sister call'd.
Pitty'd that time both Wounded so, Enthrall'd;
Orsamnes most, Brave Person, gallant Spirit.
Worth in her Self pleas'd with Another's Merit:
Free Motion made to search his Wounds (Admir'd
For Female Skill) since Haste that Task requir'd,
Bound up, no more: That Elder might be Drest
By his own Man. Conjoyn'd there to the rest
'Twould kindly took by th' Lady prove, sad Cloud
Darkning her Thoughts. Borganes strait Allow'd.
Both lik'd their Ease thus far, some comfort thence,
Tho fear'd, prepar'd for Harmful Consequence.

Borganes then Return'd to th' Dining-room,
Clermanthe where did Wait, to Fayrest whom

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Shew'd new Respect; speaking to th' Lady by
Fore mentioned, Melvorna call'd (whose Eye
Seem'd Handsome Glass to th' gentle Soul, as 'twere)
Joyn'd Matron grave, which th' Houshold order'd there;
She was by th' First, two Pages going before
Burn'd choice Perfumes, convey'd on self-same Floor
To Gallant Room, most bravely furnished;
Prime Sattin, Flowr'd; Couch, Chairs, Stools, Table, Bed
Suiting to th' Walls; rich Lace, Purl-fringe beheld:
Shew'd Bridal pomp, tho chiefly Bed excell'd.
For Curtains Buttons, Loops behind, o'th' Side,
Silver Plate-flow'r Long broad quite down Descry'd
Inamell'd part; on Top at every End
Four stately Plumes did Gorgeous Sprigs extend.

From midst o'th' Roof, hung partly down below,
Pure, Branched Christal Candlestick does shew.
Bright Glass there was, whose Ebon-frame, Inlay'd
With Ivory, and Gold, prime work Display'd.
Silver Flow'r-Pots, in t'th' Windows Ranged there,
Most finely wrought did Flow'r'd by Art appear.

Choice Pictures, small Adorn'd the Room, but those
Of th' Amorous kind, did Wantonness disclose:
Fair Venus by Adonis Arm's imbrac'd;
Her Turtles near, his Hunting Dogs there plac'd,
Boar-spear withall; aloft Young Cupid hover'd,
Whose burning Torch lascivious Flame discover'd.
Cinthia next (Brow Moon did wear) upon
Green Latmus Mount, clasping Endimion;
Her Charet by; his Flocks beneath were spread;
Those truly Kiss'd, whilst Th' other Gaz'd or fed.
The Third prime Chimney-piece, great Jove descending.
Whilst Danae her beauteous Form extending
On gallant Couch; with Wonder seem'd behold
Th' enamour'd God through Falling Shower of Gold:
Blush joyned there; bright Looks from Her descry'd;
Tho Bashful She, He's Drawn most Wanton ey'd.

Two Windows shew'd Broad-Paved Court for State,
Two Gardens small (but Curious, delicate)
On th' other side; choice Flow'rs, green Arbours there;
Th' whole might Compound of Rarities appear:
Which Prospect, Room (tho both for kind Excell'd)
She sadly View'd with careless Glance Compell'd.

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Melvorna pray'd in Courteous Terms, Advis'd
That She would Clear her Brest, too much surpriz'd
With Damping Thoughts; nor Poison that Estate
Through jealous Fears as strange, unfortunate.
Clermanthe joyn'd; That She should frame that Hour,
Conform her Self what was within her Pow'r
To this Great Change; not bred nor us'd howe're
To foreign Thrall. Melvorna answer'd there;
She hop'd her Treatment Fair would prove, and Free,
Not Pris'ner-like, tho such did seem to be.

Short Talk o're-past, that Matron enter'd then,
Both Pages too (spruce, Flaunting Garb) agen:
The Cup-board strait with Glasses Chrystalline,
Much Plate adorn'd, (some things begem'd) choice Wine:
With sprinkled Flow'rs the Table-cloth o're-spread,
Neat, curious Banquet (last) replenished,
Both Wet and Dry; with Gallant Voyders grac'd;
From that small Room conjoyn'd, where ready plac'd:
Some fine, Raw Fruits, in Season, Ripe that time;
May's Week o'repast, more Warm that Grecian Clime.

Melvorna Pray'd (as from the Lord desir'd)
Through longer Fast, bad Journey Faint, O're-tir'd,
Clermanthe with that Hasty Bait dispence
Till Supper's Hour; made good Amends from thence
Intreats withall her Absence to excuse,
Since time about her Brother's Wounds should use,
His Surgeon then. Clermanthe Thanks repay'd;
Much Honour'd by such Noble Hands (She said)
Her Brother seem'd Melvorna 's. Answer tho,
Slight, Small they were, Sh' had else not ventur'd so.

She being gon, That Matron mentioned,
To please her Master's Mood well Train'd and Bred,
Clermanthe inform'd (since order'd to Attend)
She might observe thus far how Noble Friend
His Lordship prov'd, what high Regard, esteem;
That Chamber there was Furnish'd, drest by him
For's Second Self, beloved Wife's delight.
With Solemn Glance conjoyn'd Clermanthe bright,
Meaner her Turn would serve: The Other when,
She was thought Worthy of That: reply'd agen.
Clermathe pray'd her to Sit down, Combin'd
As Partner so. She said, She was design'd

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To Wait on Her. Thus, down the Lady sat;
More Comfort far (since thought unpleasing State)
Orsamnes Wounds but small, well Treated there,
Thersander both Spirits refresh'd whate're:
Pay'd Natur's Due, could Stomach more invite,
Since Qualms of Mind breed Qualms in th' Appetite.

That well perform'd, She pray'd her Thanks might be
Return'd to th' Lord for's great Formality,
Joyn'd Bounteous Part; that Much might prove laid by
Next Time, Desir'd, since ill doth Suit, comply
With Sadder Thoughts: One Dish for Meal, no more
Would please Her Best; one Waiter for large store:
And that for Dressing Point, Undressing too,
She might be her own Maid, no more ado.

Being Ask'd, What Meat they should for Night provide?
One Dish (Eight th' Hour) what Wholesome thought reply'd.
Till then (intreats) She may be left Alone,
Reserved way; her Sences Drowsie grown.
(Night's watchfulness, long Journey's Task endur'd)
Want Sleep's repose. By th' Matron was assur'd
None should disturb her Slumb'ring Rest, Inthrall
More Private Thoughts; next Day Himself design'd
For Visit there. To whom in Grateful kind
Clermanthe sent her Thanks for that Regard
Her Brother found, no Needful Ease debar'd,
And Uncle both; same Favour hop'd for still.
The Matron joyn'd; It was his Lordship's Will,
She might conclude; good, Pleasing Bait (exprest)
Prepar'd for Them, their Wounds when onely Drest;
Were Sever'd tho. Things carry'd out again,
Both parted thus; She Spy'd th' Arm'd Guardian:
Two Doors were Lock'd on Her, besides her Own
Lobby's next That, Secur'd as left Alone.

There sad, Alas! She breath'd, since saw her Thrall;
True Pris'ner found, tho Handsome Jayl withall
Eyes fixt o'th' Floor: nor was that th' onely Grief,
Her Freedom lost, Orsamnes thought the Chief.
Both parted too: when Sorrow's mournful Cloud
Did break in Tears, those Chrystal Drops allow'd
To ease her Heart; conjoyn'd large Sighs expence
For Stormy Blast, conceiv'd Allay from thence

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Close folded Arms, as tho she would restrain
Hope's Cordial there, i'th' Gentle Brest detain:
Then from the Ground cast up to Heav'n her Eyes;
Submission and Imploring both descries.

More leave to Range, She glanc'd with smaller Start
On th' Pictures there, since seem'd portray'd in part
Her Gallant Lord; was pleas'd to think anon
Adonis He, then choice Endimion ;
Prime, lovely Forms, tho mean She thought to th' Other,
In whom was Lost more than Pretended Brother:

To th' Windows next she trod which view'd the Court,
Three sides thereof, perchance in Real sort
Good Fortune might his Person choice present,
From Window seen; but no such Ornament,
Brave, Manly Object found, her Eyes deluded
Long waiting time; whence not Lodg'd there Concluded;
Or else same kind Conceit Himself would move
To look for Her; strong Sympathizing prove:
Then (Sighs at last) She draws his Picture there
By Fancy's Art, Life, Soul conjoyn'd, as 'twere.
Till from dead Walls, short Pleasing Dream expir'd,
To her own Brest, chief Picture-Case, retir'd.
Told afterwards, He lodg'd in backward-room,
Thersander both, thought Either's mournful Tomb.

Melvorna fair, Orsamnes Visiting,
Informed first (which Cordial did bring)
His Sister's well, was kindly Treated there;
As He himself should for her sake appear;
Altho had Slain (disast'rous hour) last Night
Borganes onely Brother in the Fight,
And Heir's withall by th' Father's side. Displeas'd
To hear that Point (the Lady tho Appeas'd)
Orsamnes joyn'd, He sorry was; that Chance
Did prove defensive way. With Sober glance
She told him then, Her self for Surgeon's Part
Was by the Lord imploy'd, which curious Art
She had much Us'd, if he dar'd Venture on
Her Female skill. Who answer'd thereupon,
With prime Respect; Thought needless that Demand,
Since Honour 'twas Allow'd so Fair a Hand,
And noble both. His Hurts unbound, Display'd,
Two Scratches prov'd, the Third but Slight (she said)

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On th' Shoulder's Top; inflam'd howe're and Swell'd
Through Riding Motion long, that Act compell'd.

Choice Instruments, to Task she strait did fall,
Shewn curious Eye, nice, Daintiest Touch withall;
Cleans'd, Search'd, Asswag'd; tho Cheeks more Red Disdain'd
Skin seen so white, to Handle too constrain'd;
Soft-panting Heart: scarce knows what Fonder Guest
Might steal that way into her Virgin-Brest.
Each Crimson Drop lost Ruby did Conceive;
Thus, work perform'd, She takes her Sober leave.
E're long (conjoyn'd) All perfect well should be:
Orsamnes thank'd her Gentle Charity.
For's Uncles Wounds House-Surgeon did provide
(Slight, smaller ones) at first was satisfi'd.

Refreshment-Bait o're-past, his Chamber-Door
Was Lock'd and Barr'd by th' Guardian, as before
Sad, jealous Fears of stormy Cloud behind
Tho Calmer Pause did Cheer his Princely Mind.
Sweet th' Intervals where Agues reign appear;
Stout Heart's conform'd to th' present Change whate're:
And partly through Night's Combat-work o're-tir'd,
Day's longer March; grown Drowsy, Rest requir'd;
He lay'd him down, to Cheer both Heart and Sense,
On friendly Bed, through Slumber's Influence.
(Like second Meal) Disposed seem'd to be
Sleep's Pris'ner too, more Choice Captivity;
Whose grateful Bonds his Pow'rs did seize, surprise;
Good Plaisters oft to Care, much Cordiallize.

Thersander was Drest there mean time by One
Which serv'd the Lord, First Hurt small Glance alone;
The next not Large: was Pleas'd when heard them Tell,
Orsamnes and Clermanthe used well:
Good Bait receiv'd; same Toylsom Task endur'd
Both Night and Day (lock'd up no less secur'd)
Found equal Cause to ly down on the Bed,
With slumber's Balm refresh'd his Drowsy Head.

Borganes too thought 'twas best Course to make
That time Retreat (since Grief for's Brother's sake
Distemper'd grown) for Calmer mind's composing;
Lest surly Glance, too boist'rous words disclosing,
Might strangely Damp the Lady's Breast, o'er-cloud:
Same cheerful Pause to her own Self allow'd,

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For body, Mind; beholding so next Day,
More beauteous View; as clearer Beams display
When Fogs withdrawn: both Looks and Thoughts more Free;
Nice Female Sex much rul'd by Fantasie.
Strong, Amorous Mood his Wrath did balance well,
And serv'd, Sluce-like, when that began to Swell.

The Lady, last, on Simpathizing Ground
With both those Lords (their sad Copartner found)
Sought Slumbers ease, Repose for Body, Mind;
When well refresh'd, for th' Evening-Task design'd
(E're Supper came) to Pause and Contemplate,
What Carriage fit for her Enthrall'd Estate.
And that she might clear Fancy's Skie the more
From Clouded Thoughts, upon that Slumbr'ing Score,
Which hinder Sleep, 'gainst Reason oft Rebell:
Or break it through Disturbing Dreams expell:
She left her mind to Range in part, survey'd
That Gaudy Room, those Beauties there display'd.

Prime Garden then below, with curious Dress,
Where Nature's self did Bride-like Flaunt express.
Whose smaller Draught might even i'th' Windows there,
Fine Silver Pots with daintiest Flower's, appear.
Couch'd, last, on Bed, she clos'd her Radiant Eyes,
(Whilst Crimson Cheeks remain'd, like Western Skies,
Sun new withdrawn) as Courted Slumbers so,
Which strait Imbrac'd that Fairest Bed-fellow.
Spent near Three pleasing Hours, Awaking then,
Her Eyes restor'd to th' World their Beams agen.
Being well refresh'd, as Case did Urge, importune,
She Mus'd upon this present Change of Fortune;
Since Slave become; though nobly us'd thus far,
How least might cause Offence, breed Fatal Jar
Touching her Self; Orsamnes (next) Captiv'd,
Thersander (last) shew'd for her Sake Repriv'd:
Chief Captain slain i'th' Fight, by them perchance;
What Words to use, what Action, Countenance.
Those, She resolv'd, should Mild and Gentle be,
Shewn great Regard (joyn'd Chast) Conformity:
All i'th' Lord's Pow'r: Lustful as Haughty Mind
In th' outward Looks appear'd and walk combin'd.

Whilst ponder'd thus, bad Mournful show ensu'd,
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Tall Souldier 'twas, found Mutineer, tho Slight;
By th' Lord's own Voice condemn'd to Death last Night.
Pinnion'd, nak'd Wast, to backward-Court was led,
Where kneeling down, Lopt off his Martial Head
By nimble blade; That Kiss'd the Dusty Ground,
Th' whole Body followed strait, late one Compound,
Now sad Divorce; Blood stream'd for Tears, as 'twere:
Such High command Borganes challeng'd there.

Near th' Hour of eight (for Supper meant) she heard
That Lobbies Door unlock'd by th' Armed Guard;
Next opened was her own, Melvorna when
Enter'd the Room; grave Matron for the Reer;
Spruce, single Page with Voyders did Appear;
Choice Linnen, Glasses brought, Perfumes and Wine;
Much Gorgeous Plate she did before Decline.

Melvorna there (salute perform'd) exprest,
She hop'd Clermanthe had well compos'd by Rest
Disorder'd Frame. What serv'd (she said) contented.
Melvorna then her box of Gems presented
As from the Lord; these Words; That he Conceiv'd
They best her self became, therefore bereav'd,
So thus restored all. She strait repay'd
Large solemn Thanks; tho was not us'd (she said)
To handling Gifts, yet, since 'twas lately her own,
Nor charge to him (less nice through Scruple Grown)
She should receive the same. Melvorna then,
Her Brother's Wounds were Drest; inform'd agen;
That worst but small. Kind thanks from grateful Heart
Returned were, for that great Honour's Part.
Goodness conjoyn'd. Nought jealous of her Lord:
Melvorna tho might Beauties Stile afford.

Cloth being spread, her Supper came; 'twas Neat;
Shew'd curious Look, as choice and dainty Meat:
Three Dishes brought, Preserves for Garnish laid:
Page strait withdrawn, that Matron onely stay'd.

Melvorna there inform'd, Her brother chose
This short Repast Complyance-way to Close
With her Desire; Plate, Servitors prevented.
Clermanthe joyns: One Dish had her Contented
But for Melvorna's worthy Company
If would take part. Who did like Guest Agree.

Thus down they Sate Melvorna's Handsome way,
Civil Regard, Discourse conjoyn'd that Day

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Much Pleasing prov'd; so that Cmermanthe well
Could for Companion Choose, Thought, She'd excell,
I'th' close, Arcadian Grange, before Design'd,
But here sad Fears did Damp Conversing Mind:
Yet fram'd her Self. Concluded their Repast,
Melvorna said (with Glance to th' Window cast)
She could not well, that later Hour, invite
To th' Garden-walks, Clermanthe joyn'd, The Sight,
Prospect thereof Contented her as then,
Till more Repos'd. Melvorna said agen;
If rang small Silver Bell, Dispos'd whene're
For Walking was, Door should stand Open there.
And None disturb that time her privacy
More than She pleas'd. Thanks were return'd as free.

Done short Discourse, Melvorna Fears exprest,
That She should prove Injurious to her Rest,
Then past Nine's Hour (that Month tho fair Twilight
Beheld abroad) wish'd strait to Her Good-night.
That Matron too, Clermanthe since Desir'd
To Dress her Self, Undress, took Leave, Retir'd.

Half-hour dissolv'd, She lay'd her down in Bed
Like Beautie's Mine, with Silken Quilt o'respread;
Flowr'd Sattin Curtain's drawn; tho Sad the Heart,
Sense Drowsie grown, to slumber's Nightly part
Conformed prov'd: Sleep soon did bathe her Eyes,
Till Seav'n next Morn in Gentle Bands surprize.
Then Spirits cheer'd, She falls in sobrest fashion
To th' former Work, Behaviour's contemplation:
Since, Dinner past, encounter should (as 'twere)
Borganes Strength; first Single Combat there.
Well slept the Lord, tho early Wakers be,
For Thoughtfulness did Partners prove, Agree.

She heard by Nine opened that Lobby-Door,
Then from that Place, on brave Good-morrow's Score,
Prime Musick sounds, whose sweetly flowing Stream
Spread through the Air, in Consort joyn'd Supream
For th' Art-full Hands; Voices succeeded there,
Which last by Nature's Organs fram'd appear,
Are breath'd from Life, so th' Instruments excell'd,
Their Song it self most Amorously Swell'd
Through Love-conceits, to raise more fond Desire;
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She Sigh'd at all, bad End Presag'd and fear'd,
Those Courtly Forms so High, o're-strain'd appear'd.
Small Garden-Birds, at last, conjoyned too,
Shew'd Chanting round what Native Pow'r could Do.

She Din'd at Twelve, Two Dishes brought, no more,
That Matron left for Waiter, as before:
Eat pretty well, tho Qualm'd to think upon
Bad Second Course which should Succeed anon,
Borganes there; All Voyded, carry'd thence,
She walk'd about, shewn Beauteous Excellence:
Near th' Hour of Two, her Musing's broke by Sound
Of Cornets heard from that small Garden-ground;
Such prov'd their Place besides (Conjoyned Those)
Three Ecchoes there did Dandle back the Close
Of ev'ry Strain, by Turns, in perfect way;
Retorted so like Nature's wanton Play,
Or sportive Dance; as Vaults and Walls thereby
Would speak their Joy, Clermanthe Lodg'd so nigh.

That Prologue past, Borganes enter'd there,
Whose choisest Rube did Shining, Brave appear,
Flow'rs Silver, Gold; Pearl-buttons, large beheld;
Neck, Sleeves at th' hand with Rows of Gems excell'd;
Silk underneath: Same Buskins, garnished
Their Tops with Rubies, Pearl: on Gallant Head
Great, Flaunting Plume; like Princely Brides-Groom drest:
Young, handsome Person too conjoyn'd to th' rest.
His Looks and Walk Proud, Amorous Mode display'd;
Giv'n Kiss-Salute (Both sitting down) He said,
Bright, Lovely Guest, having Convenient Pause
Afforded you for Calm Retreat, because
Long Journey, Watch endur'd; to bar Complaint;
'Twas now Resolv'd, that Sober Visitant
I might appear: those Friendly Thoughts disclose.
Lodg'd in my Brest. When Blush her Cheek o'reflows
She Thanks return'd for's Lordship's Nobler way,
Kindness Vouchsaf'd; those Gems receiv'd last Day;
Things Lost in her Account. Grasp'd thereupon
Her whitest Hand, Borganes thus went on:

Those mention'd Toys forego, Great Troop behind,
Like Harbingers, then Cheer perplexed Mind;
False Pris'ners Name can nothing Wrong, disgrace,
Where Truly Free; Commandress of this Place:

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I shall be Your's my Self conjoyn'd beside,
No Vulgar Gift. Clermanthe again repli'd:
Those Words, my Lord, do Clouded, Dark appear,
Hold Double Sence, but th' Aim, Design whate're;
Methinks You should not Soyl your Greatness, State,
Nor Judgment Brand so far, to take for Mate
Such Homely Choice, Conjoyned Low Degree;
Mean Form and Birth. He Answer'd earnestly:

Love does not Prize grand Titles, Names alone,
Fond Shadows th' are; tho Noble Branch (unknown)
Your Self conceiv'd; for Person fair Prevent,
In my Esteem, all Doubtful Argument:
And tho I cannot Woo You as a Spouse,
Since choicest Wife Deceas'd, made Solemn Vowes
'Gainst that Estate (but Thraldom thought indeed,
Unpleasing Bands) this may i'th' Room Succeed;
As Mistress I shall Court, Imbrace You so:
Be Constant, last. Clermanthe, Whose Blood did shew
Strange Ebs and Tides for th' Crimson Stream, as then,
His Wanton Aim unveil'd, conjoyns agen:

Since so, my Lord, that You by Vows are bound
Against a Wife, I shall not on that Ground
Seek those to Break; unworthy Maid howe're
So high Regard; but yet, methinks, to bear
Your Mistress-Name You should Disdain, despise;
Unchast withall. The Lord these Words replies:

Tho, Beauteous Nimph, found Pris'ner seiz'd by War,
I may Dispose of all You have, and are;
Appoint for Bed; yet such my Gentle Mind
Your own Good parts with Handsome Form combin'd,
That I shall Court your Grant e're Joy's Fruition;
Shew Servant-like. And for th' Unchast condition
You talked of, why should the Beasts more free
(Man's Drudges born) that Pleasure take than We;
Leave those Fond Dreams, Conceits as far from True;
In th' Act of Love like Food pay Nature's Due.

Clermanthe saw the Wind began to Rise,
More Blust'ring grown; Borganes Roll'd his Eyes;
Thus, Drooping Fear'd sad, Stormy Cloud from thence;
Best Sayls Withdrawn, us'd Anchor's Calm defence,
Mild, humble Way: her Person his Slave withall:
These words return'd: my Lord, first place I shall

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This Favour beg, that You would Gently please
To Pause some time, for Cure of Love's Disease;
Try whether Passion's Force may Conquer'd shew
By Reason's Pow'r, good Ransome taken so.

'Twere Simple Act (said He) that Task to prove,
When strongest Reason for't, as vain to move
For Ransome, Price; That Person's Valu'd more,
Who's worthy thought these Armes. I pray implore,
Clermanthe joyn'd, large Time may be Allow'd
To calm my Heart, which Sadness doth o're-cloud,
Much Damp'd through Fortune's Change, whose Qualm disgraces
Both Body, Mind, unfit for Love's imbraces.

Thus, not Deny'd, that Pause did Reason seem,
Sad Thoughts Weak Temper joyn'd; the Lord's esteem
Rais'd so likewise, Advanc'd; since less Approv'd
That Easie Girl, should fall when first was Mov'd
Into his Arm's: observed (next) a Maid
Her Self she Call'd, more Nice that Way, o're-sway'd:
Some Time might be Allow'd upon that Score;
'Twould Heighten (last) Love's choice Delights the more.

Then talk'd at Large; first place his Travels told,
What Dangers there; Court-like did next unfold,
Grand Honour's heap; lastly his Commanding Pow'r,
High Government, Provincial Lord that hour:
In Each whereof shew'd Proud, vain-glorious Brest,
Short Chronicle of his own Praise exprest.
Which chang'd Discourse had Pleas'd Clermanthe well;
But after each Kind, her Form like Beauteous Spell
So Charm'd his Fancy through the Gazing Sence,
He could not hold from Wanton Violence:
Conceiv'd He had Rare Temperance descry'd,
That Longer Way of Argument beside.
Reach'd forth to Kiss; and tho She oft Withdraw,
Nice, Modest Look's conjoyn'd to Check, o're-aw;
Some Words withall; Nay, Pray, my Lord, excuse:
Nothing would Serve, Borganes still Pursues
Her Lips till Seiz'd. Those Dainties must asswage;
Like Baits should prove for ev'ry Talking Stage
His Tongue o're-pass'd; Firm-Seal'd each Kissing Close,
Done often too: Love (said) proclaim'd by Those.
Strong Thoughts withall 't would Warm, prepare her Heart:
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Orsamn lest, Thersander Tortur'd be:
'Twas well if sav'd that Way her Chastity.
Borganes (last) conjoyn'd, their Garden-door
Should Open stand when Rung that Bell (before
By th' Sister nam'd) or strait, if She desir'd;
With Proud Half-smile, slow, Stately Walk retir'd.

Clermanthe then trac'd round, Distemper'd Way,
Her Chamber there for Troubled Mind's Allay,
Such th' endless Kissing Task; well pleased tho
That Rack withdrawn; did Cooler also grow.
After some Pause, Conceit their Garden-Air
With change of Place, might ease in Pensive Care,
She rung that Bell; which Signal giv'n alone,
Smaller Back-door (by th' Hangings hid, unknown)
Was strait Unlock'd: That Matron, there Descry'd
Ask'd, Would she Walk? Clermanthe fair reply'd;
She meant some time inth' Garden-walks to spend
If Private so: None should disturb, Offend,
The Matron said; Her Self would Wait above
Till She return'd; The Lord's Arch-Bawd did prove.

Down smaller Stairs to th' Garden-ground She pass'd,
Pleas'd, Kiss'd there by Gentle Gales (at last)
Stead of that Lord; Tormented more than Cloy'd
Those Warm Lascivious Bouts, now Pause enjoy'd.
'Twas Comfort too, First Clash so well oppos'd,
Ground laid for More; good Virgin-Fence disclos'd.
She softly Trac'd, Grief's Solemn Thoughts in part
That time Discharg'd, for more Contented Heart;
Sad Spirits cheer'd: So on Becalmed Shore
Weak Barks repair'd rough Storms confront the more.

She view'd their Flow'rs, May's fragrant Beauties shewing,
Green, dainty Knots, and Walks; small glance bestowing;
Prime carved Statues there for Art excell'd,
Wire-closed Room with choicest Birds beheld,
Which seem'd to chaunt her Welcome oft; fair She
Their Fellow-Pris'ner, joyn'd Captivity.

Walking enough, Sigh breath'd, She made Retreat
To Arbour near, with Roses drest compleat.
Bad Sighing Cause, whose stranger Fortune shew'd
Like guilded Cup, with Poys'nous Draught o're-flow'd,
There Sitting down, She Thought-full ponder'd then
How best to Ward the Lord's Assaults agen.

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Ransome was nam'd, prov'd Scorned tho, despis'd;
Crost Lust-Design; and were that valu'd, pris'd,
How loath'd to Move, while kept that Murtheress,
The Duke her Father in such Great Distress:
'Twas Prince (she thought) Orontes should that Score
Discharge for Both, its Freedom did restore:
But Ransome pass'd for Dream; their Fortunes thus
Shew'd Dark, Confus'd, and Highly dangerous.
Nor durst She term her Self Orsamnes Wife,
Fond, useless Plea, lest soon Destroy'd his Life.
Borganes Words, that He would Visit so
Each other Day; did cheerful Pause bestow.
Thus, Hope preserv'd; near Seven, Supper's hour,
She mounts the Stairs with-drawn from th' Garden-bow'r.

That Matron, e're did back return, made bold
(Well practis'd Part) her Thoughts thus to unfold.
Clermanthe inform'd, How Happy She might prove,
If would Comply with th' Earl Borganes Love;
So Princely, Great, for Person, Parts admir'd:
And tho might well Constrain what He desir'd,
Did Court her Grant, esteem'd as choicest treasure;
Besides Himself, much Rare conjoyned Pleasure:
That Garden's use, brave Gallery at hand;
Might range the House, Horse, Charet both command
To take the Air, in daintiest Park below;
Next, Country-grounds; Her Self th' Attendant go,
His Sister call'd, when pleas'd; should Gorgeous shine,
Prove Wife indeed, tho Name of Concubine.
Her Brother, last, tho Eight had Slain, left Dead
Brother to th' Lord (till then not mentioned)
And Uncle (tho Six more) enlarged, Free:
Borganes would Each Point confirm, agree.

Clermanthe saw her Bawd-like way, and Trade,
Prov'd Arm'd withall; short, Gentle Answer made,
As done to th' Lord Himself; no Granting One,
Nor lest Deny'd; Excuse, Demurs alone.
When Supper came, Two Dishes brought, no more,
But dainty Food; the Rest as Night before:
That ended, past, lest farther Talking cause,
Wish'd Privacy, the Matron strait with-draws.

Orsamnes Room, Thersander 's both did stand
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Large Nature's Draught, fine, Pleasant Prospect there;
Tho Her's by Art more Curious Ground appear.
From that Rock's height view'd Gallant Park below,
Where They could see Borganes hunt the Doe,
And lofty crested Buck; Prime part of all
Their Silvan Chase, to th' Dying Funeral:
Heard Horns and Hounds, tho scarce their Sence at leisure;
Too Solemn Thoughts for such Discordant Pleasure.

Borganes still each other Day renew'd
Fond Visits there, Surrender to conclude
O'th' Beauteous Fort; his Rampant Thoughts o're-aw'd,
And Pride extream (joyn'd Hunting Games abroad)
With utmost Art, that in the End he Might
Strong Fancy please, through Height'ned Love's delight;
Free closing Grant for mutual imbraces,
Or all Pretences Barr'd, such Lurking places.
Ne're tortur'd so by Self-restraint before;
At Second Time conjoyn'd o'th' Wanton Score,
For Pow'rful Grounds, what Matron did express,
Touching her self; those Grand Advantages,
Prerogatives (thought Mistress-like) should be
By Him perform'd; her Uncle, Brother Free.

His Manner was, giv'n first in Stately kind
Long Kiss-Salute, to Ask, next place combin'd,
If She enjoy'd yet Setled Thoughts, compos'd:
Her Answers Smooth, still Fair Regard disclos'd.
Hard Task conceiv'd so soon (She then exprest)
For that great Change to frame her Virgin-brest:
Still hopes withall, his Goodness might o're-sway
That Fancies Pow'r. Who Said, No Charm, Delay
Could Alter ought, nor Ransome taken be,
The Provinces, the Crown of Arcadie.

So chang'd Discourse, conjoyn'd oft-times, howe're,
That Amorous Charge those Kiss-encounters there,
Volley, Shot-like, as meant to take by Storm
Th' whole Garrison (to which She must Conform,
Sad, qualmish Heart) as would her Lips devour;
And leave none for Orsamnes Self that Hour.
Those Fruit-repasts, since longer Pause, delay'd,
Should Fancy's Appetite content (He said)
Till th' onely Food, that Meat Compleat of Love.
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Th' Offensive Load; weigh'd her Enthrall'd estate,
Proud Temper, Harsh with which Ingag'd; sad Fate!
On her Wise Cards, well Acted part till ended,
Orsamnes and Thersandre's Cause depended.

'Twere Pleasing View to have Beheld what fashion,
This sweet Young Lady, aw'd by Pow'r, Lust, Passion,
Carry'd her Self; whose lips tho Suffer'd Rape,
Happy thus far th' whole Body chanc'd t'Escape:
Us'd Garden-walks sometimes for more Content
(Rung Silver Bell) tho Sad conceiv'd th' Event.

Tenth Day 'twas now, Fifth Visit also there,
Near Two in th' Afternoon (same Hours they were)
Borganes came; in Scarlet cloath'd, choice Dye,
With Gallant Lace and Gems adorn'd to th' Eye;
New Feathers flaunt. Had Buck run down that Day
For's Morning-Sport, then chang'd for Wanton play;
Renew'd his Female Chase, Domestick Man:
Giv'n Kiss-salute Thrice or'e, He thus began:

Speak, Beauteous Nimph, your Thoughts Composed now?
Well calm'd your Heart! Serener grown that Brow
For kind Returns in th' Amorous Point of Love!
When Faintest glance, My Lord (said She) 'twould prove
More than Girl's Task to rectifie a Frame
So much Disjoynted late (no smaller Main)
By Fortune's Hand; than let me Beg how-e're,
Your Noble Breast would yet Dispence, forbear.

The Lord reply'd; You charge, bright Nimph, thus long
Unjuster way Great Fortune's Act with Wrong,
Since brought to Love's kind, Friendly Arms: what's more,
Grand Person, Style conjoyn'd, much Wealthy store.
I crave my Lord (said She) your Gentlest Gloss,
Upon my Words, since former Freedom's loss,
Joyn'd Chastitie's, Injurious may appear,
Tho Walls of Gold, Bed Gems imbroyder'd there

Borganes when: Those Things of meaner Weight
Through Fancy's Pow'r to their Gigantick height
Nurs'd, Foster'd are: cool Gales to Storms will rise,
Conceit them so. My Lord (She then replies)
These Reall prove: New strangeness of the Thrall,
Faint Heart conjoyn'd both Plead for Me withall:
Ask longer Time: your Goodness claim'd from thence:
Sighs whisper'd forth their Softer Eloquence.

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Borganes Lowr'd; yet seeing her Gentle Strain,
Sole fault Demurs, becalm'd his Harsh Disdain;
Lust too in part; Ambitious Head to wear
Her Conquest-wreath, since Beauty's Star shin'd there,
Transcendent Form; thought Noble Rank beside:
Huge Fansie (last) what Joy, when Both comply'd,
In Love's Imbrace was found, Concordant Fire;
Her Lips with all gave Food to please Desire.
Prime choice Preserves; no Churlish Taunts exprest;
His Person too (thought) Warm'd the coldest Brest.

Well, Said the Lord, This Points prorogu'd a while
Some Business doth Disturb to Day, beguile.
Breaks th' Argument; Next Afternoon's agen
For Parley ordain'd, your faint, weak Heart till then
Rouse, strengthen, Cheer. To th' Kissing Task did fall,
Monstrous, extream; Her Fine conjoyn'd for All.
She dar'd not Low'r, Orsamnes lest from thence,
Thersander both fell Dreadfull Consequence:
Was pleas'd this Day o're-past, and for to Morrow,
Some Hopeful ground did mitigate her Sorrow.
How Sad, perplext this Ladie's Fortune seem'd!
Submisful Pray'rs, Demurs best Help esteem'd.

Next Afternoon Borganes doth appear,
(Promise not broke) prime Gallant Garb did wear;
Choice Purple Velvet 'twas, imbroider'd high
With Silver, Gold; Buskins, brave Knots comply.
Saluting Her with Proud, advanced Crest,
Set down withall, his Language thus exprest.

Sad, Pensive Maid, I hope good Nature's Pow'r,
Discretion too Conjoyn'd, have well this Hour
Compos'd your Heart for kind Imbrace and Free,
Our Love's return. Scarce brought to that Degree,
My Lord, She said, (with Sober Glance) as might
Fit Hand-maid serve to Please your Appetite,
One farther Suit give leave to Name, which I
Presume your Pious Thoughts will not deny,
So sweetly Spoke that still She Charm'd, o're-sway'd
His blust'ring Mood. What Suit? Borganes said.

That first, my Lord, I may (She answer'd there)
Six days Devotion Keep, observ'd where-e're,
Some Yearly Rites to Pallace Honour done;
Next Morning through Chief, Royal Town begun,

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(Whence was my Birth) perform'd by Womankind
Since Goddess-name of Wisdom t'her Assign'd.
Which sacred Part shews Custom on Record;
And I conceive. You would not wish, my Lord,
This Body giv'n up then for Bed Unchast;
Nor th' Hallow'd Even now that way Imbrac'd.

Borganes Scoul'd, Things should so crosly fall;
True Custome 'twas, well known through Greece withall;
Next Morn began, each May prov'd celebrated,
Like Frost to buds his Rampant Joy abated:
Yet still dispos'd to Please, some Thoughts beside,
Pallas provok'd might spoil his Wanton Pride,
If such grand Deity; with short Demur
(Whilst She felt doubtful Qualm) thus Answer'd her:
Three Days I can, tho hardly, Grant, Allow.
When she Beseech'd, his Lordship would not now
Defraud the Goddess of her Ancient Right,
Nor her own Heart through Troubled Thoughts be night,
Which Clouded was before; increasing sorrow:
Borganes Grants, tho Patience needs to Borrow.

Here Craving strait his Lordship's furtherance,
Command withall Things needful to advance,
That Matron came; by whom she was supply'd
With Olive-boughs, Flower's, certain Herbs beside.
Those First made Wreath that Goddess to present
Her branch proclaim'd; for sweetness, Ornament
The Flow'rs conjoyn'd, and strew'd i'th' Windows there:
Th' Herbs (last) Mysterious call'd: brought Spices were,
And choice Perfumes, which Evening, Morn did rise
In Fragrant Clouds to Heaven for Sacrifice:
Still us'd sometimes their Garden-walks altho,
That Branched Bow'r, more cheer'd, refreshment so.
Prime Truce 'twas thought? how sweet those Pauses be
To troubled Hearts in strange, Extream Degree,
None well can doubt; 'Twas like th' Enlarged Breath
Same strangling Cord withdrawn, Reprieve from Death:
So Dreadful Rape conceiv'd; faint Hope (but Glance)
That Heaven howe're might send Deliverance.

Melvorna fair (mean time) her Patient's Health
Through Cure regards, till her own Heart by stealth
Did Wound receive. Transpierced through the Eye,
And wanted now, Kind Balms to pour, Apply,

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Orsamnes Hand; from Pitty grown to Love:
Which, whilst to Crush she thought, did mount above,
More sturdy far, like Tirant-Lord became;
So that Himself observ'd her changed Frame,
Both Looks and Words, tho scarce thought Love's Disaster;
Much less that Sore requir'd from Him the Plaister.

Wary their Talk, two armed Guardians there,
Inform'd by Her his Sister's Health howe're;
Her Six days close, Reserv'd Devotion Granted;
Joy to Orsamnes Heart, which sadly panted
Through Fears of Her; yet Maid conceiv'd, unstain'd,
Free Pause that while: Told, th' Uncle well remain'd:
Contented more: foul Plots, presaging mind,
Were 'gainst Clermanthe 's Chastity design'd.

Tho midst her Solemn Task, far stranger Rites
Performed were, one of those Moonshine-Nights
Upon the Leads, just o're against her side,
Where builded large Two stately Tow'rs descry'd;
Her Roof adorn'd the Same, oppos'd to those;
The first of them did Pair of Stayrs inclose,
The Next, small Distance off, fine Lodging held,
Serv'd One o'th' Men whose craft in Stars excell'd.

Forth thence He came with swarthy Face and meager,
Black Garment worn, white Wand and Book, most eager
To making Circle falls; Strange Figures there.
E're long two Maids mounted the Top did bear
Wax-Taper Each, in Petticoats alone;
Who, Sign observ'd, walk'd to th' First Door, thereon
White Smock did lay, Back plac'd aloft well spread;
Then march'd Thrice round the Tow'r, whilst' th' Other Read:
With Tapers first, next sprinkled Fountain-water
Last, Myrtle-leaves: (fair Venus-Branch) did scatter
Fond Jvy, Vine: Then turn'd their Smock, the Breast
Upwards display'd; with Leaves that also Drest:
He Verses spoke, when sudden Whirlwind blew,
And Gently Danc'd those wanton Leaves in view.
They both to th' Circle walk'd, their Tapers bearing,
Glass shewn to them by Turns, in which appearing
Their Husbands Form: Contrived Plot that Night
I'th' Longing Mood: till, bent for plainer Sight,
Both march'd the Circle round, Bedew'd withall,
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His Hand perform'd. Ent'ring the same, Affrai'd.
The Chief was rang'd (plump Lass, Melvorna's Maid)
Before his Brest; plac'd Landry-Wench behind;
He read from Book commanding Terms to Bind,

When from the Stairs well-formed Youth, in show
Gentle appear'd, Hand layd o'th' Brest, and so
Bending to Her, walk't strait behind last Tow'r:
Same Face she saw in th' Glass that wondrous Hour.
Then set before that Landry-Maid, whilst she
Retreats behind; By him pronounc'd agree
Same Blust'ring Terms: when Carcase of a Man
(Strange Spouse) came stalking forth, his march began;
Nodding to Her withdraws, with plain Death's Head;
Shewing the Grave should prove her Marriage Bed:
When she scarce startled seem'd, since was before,
Contemning Fates, inclin'd to play the Whore:
Life better far concluded from the Heart.
All throughly weigh'd: Both taking leaves depart:
He walk'd to th' Cabin-Tow'r, which Place did bring
From Stars above to downright Conjuring.

Those six Days past, which time the Noble Maid
Had often thought on best Resolves, display'd
Her strongest Hopes for choice Deliverance;
Some strange Event their Freedoms to advance;
But None appear'd; till near o're-whelmed Brest:
Since now to her last Plot constrain'd, Distrest,
Last Fencing Ward; sole Anchor thought to be,
So nigh to Wrack her Virgin-Chastity:

Borganes came, that former Wanton Hour;
Still gallant, Brave to boast his Wealth and Pow'r;
Triumphant Looks withall, as Gain'd the Prize:
Such Cæsar's us'd, when their victorious Eyes
Grand Spoyls observ'd: Kiss giv'n, salute he made
Short, sudden stop; her Gestures since display'd
Sad Gloominess; Like Damps from troubled Heart,
Disorder'd Mind: thus Blaz'd his own in part.

I Hope my calmness (Nymph) your late Devotion
Have hatcht no sullen Brood, nor strange Commotion
Within your thoughts, since clouded Eyes and brow;
I came your full consent to Challenge now;
That Fortress there, Assaulted long, Resign'd
To my Dispose. When Fainter Glance declin'd;

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My Lord (she said) it proves my Grief, that I
Should still, tho more Ingag'd to Grant, Deny,
Your Patience beg: if Ask'd thereof the Ground,
This New Restraint, bad, secret Causes found
Within conjoyn'd (which long before have seiz'd
Head, Body both) my Frame make so Diseas'd,
That, answ'ring your Desires, not Health alone
But Life's in Danger brought; and I am prone
To hope (my Lord) your Goodness may preserve,
And spare them Both. Borganes might observe
Sighs breath'd withall, her Looks more faintly range;
These words exprest; I wonder at this change,
Since your Plump Cheeks small Sickness breach do shew,
Good colour, Blood conjoyn'd; Proclaimed tho
By you large Batteries: I deeply fear,
Proud, coy Disdain, some Froward mood howe're
This mock-Distemper wrought, these Qualms created;
Which First I scorn, the last most fouly Hated.

When gentlest she; That proud disdain, my Lord,
Next froward Mood, I humbly may Disown:
For weakness, last, that Fault's no wonder known
In Flesh and Blood; nor Apt my Cheeks, beside,
To tell forth a Disease, tho change descry'd
Not small in Them: I therefore Beg, Implore
Your Lordships tender thoughts: Time may restore
This Body's strength, and Partner make more able
For your Desires, not now considerable.
So sweetly Breath'd (True Causes to Complain,
Distemper'd Head) she charm'd him partly again.

He doubtful stands, confused Thoughts, as 't were;
Proud Heart sometimes, lest seem'd Neglected there,
Swell'd Boil'd aloft; then Lust's enraged Tide;
Till Reason warn'd, Perchance She not bely'd
Her Health that Hour: Strong Fancies (last) o'th' Pleasure
(Still constant Aim, reserv'd) in largest measure,
To th' height Enjoy'd o're-rul'd Him as before:
Well (there He said) Six Days conjoyn'd yet more
I shall allow, Tho forged Plot, pretended,
Your strength t'Advance; prime Doctor's ai'd commended;
All Shifts thereby Debarr'd; his cautious Art
You'l scarce Deceive, tho Patience on my Part.

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No Kiss-farewell, too Stout for Fondness grown,
Urg'd Sickly mood, like Storm withdraws o're-blown:
Such thought by Her: glad there Clermanthe seem'd,
From Virgin-wrack six Days again redeem'd.

Next Morn great Doctor came, with Gravest touch
Her Pulse did feel, Water observ'd as much;
Not far from Health conceiv'd; sad Fumes altho
Clouding her Head, th' whole Bodie's Frame might shew
Thence weakned more: the Stomach droop and fall,
Broke Nature's Rest through Watchful Thoughts withall.
(Those strength-Supports) which Ord'ring her own mind
Would Rectifie. Gave choice Receipts, design'd
To cleanse those Parts whence Harmful Vapours rise
Well clear'd the Spleen: with Cordial's (last) Supplies:
Took in his View: wherefore She waved none,
Dissembler else concluded thereupon:
Tho with Distemper'd Head most strongly She
Wish'd sharp Disease, apparent Maladie.

Was often too, by her Grand Doctor's care,
Prescrib'd to take below the Garden-Air;
Where having Walk'd, set down i'th' Branched Bow'r
Sigh'd, Mused oft; Wept forth moist, Pearly Show'r.
That Matron waits i'th' Chamber-Window still,
Made bold sometimes to use her Bawdy skill;
E're lock'd back-door, at last; Inform'd her there,
Her Lord from View would those Six Days forbear,
Lest wrong'd their Physick-work, her Health withall;
Whose Absence pleas'd like freedom found in Thrall.
His Doctor tho vile Agent thought to be,
Should strength restore till lost Virginity.

Sixth Afternoon the Doctor told, Declar'd
His Learned Thoughts, but little Chang'd, impair'd
Her former strength, Convenient Temper then,
Tho troubled Mood might cause bad Fumes agen,
Disorder more: Borganes Heart did please,
Now willful Qualm must prove her main Disease.

Past th' hour of Five (too long that Night's delay)
His Lordship came, did Looks severe display.
Surpriz'd She was withall, far less Compos'd;
Last Thun'dring Storm (conceiv'd) that hour disclos'd.
Approaching near, same Clouded Eyes beheld,
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Stout Pause he made; Plump Cheeks observ'd that time,
Fresh-colour'd too; choice Temper found, so Prime,
That Sorrow's hand had scarcely Plunder'd there,
Tho Lodg'd so long; small Spoyls from thence could bear.
The Lord demands; If Sickly Cause still vex'd her;
Or sullen Mood, Coy, froward Qualm perplex'd her;
By th' Doctor thought fit Partner for his Bed:
Strong frame restor'd. Clermanthe answered
Mild, gentle way (of hope yet scarce bereav'd,
Tho Languishing) That Doctor was deceiv'd;
Nor could his Art with Wonders tho endu'd,
What she did Feel 'bove her own Sence conclude.

Cross Humour 'twas (Borganes strait exprest)
That spoyl'd, Disturbed all from Wilful Brest,
If harm'd before; well practis'd Jugler's Trade
Prime Favour shewn with Cheats at last Repay'd.
Tyrant in Looks and Words, Imperious now
As known her Lord, put on Commanding Brow.
When Sighs with Tears conjoyn'd, most Humble She
Beg'd Gentle Thoughts, Forbearance, Clemency.

Vain Prayers (he said) thy Brother has thus long
Escap'd through Thee; Pamper'd and Heal'd, grown strong;
But now shall strait Discharge that Mortal Score,
By whom my Brother Slain, Sev'n Souldiers more.
(Tears wept She there, such May's soft Show'r discloses,
Which Christalliz'd her Cheeks bright Lillies, Roses)
And for thy Self, Coy Girl, convenient way
Shall teach Obedience, what I am. Display.

My Lord (She joyn'd) for my sad Brother's Crime
(If such there were) since prov'd that dangerous Time,
Defensive Act, it may for Pardon plead;
Ransome vouchsaf'd, like Crown adorn your Head.
And so for me your Gentle Beams I shall
Sill prostrate Crave. Such words, Tears joyn'd withall,
As might produce in Savage Brest compassion;
These mournful flow'd, those Sounded sweetest fashion.

Well (said the Lord, then lightned with his Eyes
Us'd Thund'ring Tongue) you're both enslaved Prize;
This Doom receive; if not next Noon, full ended,
E're, yeilding Grant strait brought and Recommended
By th' Matron's Voice, that Youth shall breath his Last:
Thy Rape Succeeds. Which Dreadful Judgement past,

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My Lord (She said) tho I should then for more
Dispensed Leave, yet longer Time implore,
I hope your Mercy may be found for Either:
Pearl-tears conjoyn'd: None (said the Lord) for Neither.

Vain prov'd Complaints, for now the Man was Right,
Himself become; Soft, gentle Thoughts take flight.
Most Proud he was and Lustful both, past change;
As Cruel too; Revengeful Flame not strange
Where crost, Oppos'd: n'er like Regard had shewn,
Clermanthe's Charms that Pow'r could vaunt alone.
Thus, shaking th' Head; Go, sturdy Girl; He said;
Frown darted, last: left there th' or'e-whelmed Maid.
Clermanthe's now through Direful streight distrest,
Grief-Labyrinth, Sad Thoughts, confounded Brest:
What Course remain'd? on Rack her Soul appear'd;
'Twas last Extream, tho long Presag'd and Fear'd.
If She Refuse, nor with his Lust Comply'd,
Next Afternoon the Lord Orsamnes Dy'd.
If she did Grant, 'twould Wound her own sad Heart
And Fame to Death; Self-Murtheress in part.
That Way conceiv'd; most Loathsome to her Mind:
Here's Love to Him, to Virtue there Design'd.

The Last prevail'd, O're-came, much strength'ned tho
By Powerful Arguments: If Yielded so,
She likely lost Orsamnes Love withall,
Tho sav'd his Life, were both discharg'd from Thrall;
Grand Forfeiture: still Friend perhaps Confess'd:
This farther thought, his Noble-temper'd Brest
Pure love preserv'd, did Goodness so advance,
He might Disdain that Life enjoy'd, perchance,
Which She should Purchase thus; o're-whelmed seem;
Such foul Deceit where Lodg'd so fair Esteem.

Nay, tho She Grant, the Tyrant's humour cloy'd,
He might howe're through Vengeance Fall, destroy'd
What credit, Faith in so unworthy Brest?
So vile thus far and Barbarous exprest?
What's more, his Death might prove to Her unknown,
Whilst they Affirm'd was Free, enlarged grown;
Dead th' Uncle too, she kept as Concubine:
Both ways Abus'd, thought Living Death's Design
Thing Possible through strange Event, beside
Both might Escape that Doom, tho She deny'd.

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If, lastly, Kill'd her Self, Orsamnes sure
Was strait Condemn'd, should Mortal stroke endure.
Thus, firm, Resolv'd She would not do that Base,
Unworthy Act; tho Dreadful found the Case:
Yet many a Sigh, sad Groan she breath'd, howe're,
For that hard Vote since did Unkind appear.
Past th' hour of Twelve Sleep charm'd her drowsie Sence,
Took Pitty of most vertuous excellence.

Borganes now, that he was Gull'd, deluded
By Female slights (strange Patience lost) Concluded;
Froward Neglect, not nice Conceit alone
Coy Virgin-mood (if Cause thereof were known)
Which swell'd far more Disdainful Wrath, grand Pride;
Since handsome Person thought by none out-vv'd;
Few could his Charge withstand, make long Demur,
Much less inthralled Slave, so counting Her;
Joyn'd Greatness, Parts: Next, Chief, Transendent Aim,
Compliance Cross'd; unanswer'd wanton Flame.
Now Burn'd Revenge; and thus the Spleen began;
Orsamnes Dyes, his Brother's Slaughter-man.
Sev'n Souldiers more: Her Rape like Justice pleas'd,
If Granted not tho Death her Brother Seiz'd.

That Hour's declar'd for his appointed Doom;
Which being o're-heard, Melvorna i'th' next Room
(Half-Sister call'd before, and well Inclin'd)
In whose soft Heart Love, Pity were Combin'd,
Deep Wound it gave; to th' Chamber She retir'd,
Where 'gainst her Peace Tumultuous Thoughts conspir'd:
Strange Agony possess'd, Tormenting Fit,
Knowing Borganes Wrath would surely hit,
Judgement pronounc'd. And tho her tender Soul
That Act abhor'd, yet could She nought Controul,
Nor Change, perswade his sturdy Mood, howe're;
Conjoyn'd withall, her Worldly Fortunes there
Sprung from that Brother's Hand, who Thwarting hated.
Thus, Doubtful Sad, whilst with her self Debated,
She onely dar'd (bold Point conceiv'd) by Lines
Inform'd Orsamnes of those Black Designs.

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Letter from Melvorna .

Learn, Sir, from hence Borganes Wrath, whose Ground
Doth Mortal prove, lost Brother's Blood, Renown'd;
Kill'd Seven more; tho Chief conjoyned Cause
Your Sister's chast Delay's if still withdraws,
Next Noon refuse, your Death makes Satisfaction,
Her Ravishment; no ling'ring stop, protraction;
Quick, Certain both: Ransoms contemn'd, Whate're:
And tho My Self too Feeble Maid appear
On your behalf, yet thought I to Inform;
That so you might Prevent that fatal Storm,
If possible, or else Prepare for Dying:
This Charity weak troubled Heart supplying.
Seven's Evening-Hour then come for Visit too,
(Next Morn the Last, when Cur'd, no more to do)
She thither walk'd, where Four did Armed stand;
Her Work perform'd, drop'd slily into his Hand
That smaller Note, unmarked by the Rest;
Next Morn by Eight She should Conclude; Exprest:
So, taking leave (close Sigh conjoyn'd) Retir'd:
Orsamnes Heart found wond'ring Cause, Admir'd.

Door Lock'd again, that Paper he Survey'd,
Dismal Contents; Perplexed more, dismay'd
For wrong'd Clermanthe than himself became;
Thus softly Breath'd; Ah, Tyrant's cruel Flame!
Poor, harmless Dove! For, cast but smaller Glance,
These dreadful Points through stronger Circumstance
Did Truth appear; That Person's Worth beside;
Four, not unarm'd, for Guard of late descry'd:
Borganes Looks no less did Represent
First hour, He thought, at least her Ravishment.

Thus stands he still sometimes, Deep, musing fashion,
Then Walk'd about; Next, frown'd through Indignation:
Why Ransome scorn'd but for such Vile Regard?
So strong the Room, Escape Night, Day debarr'd.
Nor Arm'd to break through those four Men did prove,
Pass th' House and Gates, or Free in time his Love
Tho free'd Himself; by th' Lord soon Ravished;
Through Lustfull spite; Thersander Murther'd, Dead.

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No Way conceiv'd but stoutly to Endure:
Yet if next Morn by Eight, for Perfect Cure,
Melvorna came, Something He Forg'd, design'd,
Which might perchance Allay his Troubled Mind.

Melvorna kept next morn her Hour for Close
O'th' Surgeon's Work, when time Orsamnes chose.
All done, t'Intreat (o're-heard by th' Guard as then)
That She to Beg would please, since wanted Pen,
That favour from Borganes Hand, that He.
Might move his Sister strait, Adviser be
Strong Hopes to Row that Way, beyond All other,
If might Converse; use frankness of a Brother.
Tho Strengthning more, Sad last Farewell intended.
She said, His Message should be Recommended.
Departing thus, call'd Witness Guardian,
The Suit prefer'd; whereto, then boist'rous Man,
Somewhat imploy'd, the Lord no Answer made
But Frowns alone; sharp Language so repay'd.
Clermanthe too that Morning wak'd agen
With same resolve, tho thought, She saw as then
Orsamnes Funeral-Day; dark, Cloudy Skies
Like Sables worn; moist, sadly streaming Eyes;
Whilst those dropt gentle Show'rs as both would there
Conjoyn'd in Solemn Obsequies appear.
Disturb'd e're long She prov'd with Croaking Noise
From Ravens sent (strong Morning-Waits) whose Voice
Seem'd Ominous, caus'd sad, Presaging Brest.
By Ten again, that time completely drest,
Glancing through Window's glass o'th' Garden-side,
Stout Falcon seize with Tyrant-pow'r, descry'd,
Small harmless Dove, whose tender Flesh became
His choice Repast; She Wept, bewayl'd the same:
Bad Signs conceiv'd; The First did seem t'unfold
Orsamnes Death, her Rape the Last foretold.
She Arm'd her Heart for All by meditation;
Grief's more Endur'd through serious Preparation.

Dinner being brought, she said, She would Eat none,
Nor Supper taste, for Private Reasons known:
No Granting sent by th' Matron to her Lord,
Forbearance Crav'd; which swell'd his Rage, abhor'd.

Past th' Hour of Three, whilst walked cross the Room
Still casting Glance (since fear'd Orsamnes Doom)

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To th' Window that his Chamber-Stairs beheld,
She heard loud Noise which tramplers Feet Reveal'd;
Soon after Saw brought down to th' Court (Pav'd Floor)
A dismal Corps, view'd Winding-Sheet, no more,
By Two convey'd; the Face then covered;
Some walking by, her Heart then closely Bled;
Since strait Confirm'd Orsamnes 'twas by All,
No Coffin, Cloth, Course Shroud for Funeral
Thought good enough; by Scullions born below,
Those being his Stairs (that Matron told her so)
Borganes Threats that very Time (as fear'd)
When Dinner done; right length and breadth appear'd.
That Under-Guardian follow'd Them (espy'd
Long since by Her) with Keys in th' Hand beside.
Carry'd from thence beyond the Gate, small Green,
(What Sighs and Groans) Grave there directly seen;
Then view'd no more; that for last Couch, retreat,
Dark Curtains drawn, spread th' Earthen Coverlet:

When Groaning loud, through Sorrow strait struck Dumb,
Finding with all her Legs too Weak become,
For th' Heavy Heart, Griefs monstrous weight to bear,
She rouled down o' th' Bed; Supportment there,
Then beats her Brest, as that would Charging Brand
With her Lord's Death, not Vile Borganes Hand:
Guilty thus far Conceiv'd, Disast'rous Cause,
Since th' Act refus'd, so by Borganes Laws
Orsamnes. Dy'd: strange Case appear'd, that She
Without his Fall could not Chast, Virtuous be.

Then Horrid Thoughts her Mind did over Cloud
Through Passion's strength, Death th' onely Ease allow'd.
Long'd for That seem'd, Hopes of his Life before,
Now Dead by her beheld must still Deplore.
Her Rape Death-like; why not Us'd shortest Way
By her own Hand? th' Enlarged Soul might stray
After her Lord, belov'd Orsamnes find
In th' other World; their Ghosts howe're Combin'd:
Grief Slain withall (since Life but Rack'd, Tormented)
Joyn'd some Revenge, Borganes Rape prevented.

Then Sob'rer Thoughts; Hope rather Pow'rs Divine
Might cross that Ravishment, base Lust-design;
Before that Hour ordain some Speedy Death,
Through Apoplex, Impostume seize her Breath.

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Nor for that Act lest deadly thing there known,
Knife, Sizars, Bodkin, Garters caught and gon;
Borganes saying, He'd wear like Favours Those;
Bed-cords were left alone for, strangling Close.
Thus sev'ral ways perplexed Mind beside,
Which might in Part o're-whelmed Thoughts divide
From that Grand Loss, Orsamnes Death complaining,
That's Sense Allay'd; her own sad Doom remaining.
Each nearer Noise did Clap of Thunder shew,
Rape's storm at hand; th' Heart's Trembling caused so.

Past Sev'n it prov'd, no Supper brought howe're,
Nor Bed was made; by Her forbidden there.
She lay Reserv'd till Nine, o're-clouded Skies
Fit Season for that Ravishment, Surprize:
When plainly heard unlock'd the outmost Door,
Borganes thought, some Trampling Noise next Floor;
Unlock'd her own, Dove's terrour felt She then,
Near th' Eagle's Claw; lock'd strait the same agen,
As tho he single stay'd, might Trial use
For Grant, at last, call more if she Refuse:
Next, bind Her to th' Bed-posts; enjoy'd at Pleasure
Such his Intent e're Grasp'd the Beauteous Treasure.
There casting Glance, half Curtain drawn, Descry'd
Dim Taper's beams, heard Gentle steps beside:
When Gazing wildly forth, She strait beheld
Orsamnes Form which lately so excell'd,
Now Fainter looks conceiv'd, and Paler-fac'd;
White Linnen-Cap, Shirt only down to th' Wast;
Ghastly, as thought, his Ghost conceived there,
Such dismal kind Her self might then appear.

She thus began; If th' Art Orsamnes shade,
My Longer Life do'st come to Check, upbraid:
Orsamnes , stopt her Voice by sign (soon ended)
Hand on his Mouth, which softest speech attended.
Clermanthe, Peace (pointing to those at Door)
I True Orsamnes am; Breath as before:
Tho scarce confirm'd, till felt his Hand and Lips:
So, raised Her from that Dark-Bed's Eclips,
(Lest Speech o're-heard) did lead to th' furthest wall,
Where found Couch-chair, soft Voice injoyn'd withall;

Both sitting down, She told with Panting Heart,
Did first what caus'd that Strange mistake impart;

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View'd dismal Corps; what Torment bred, reveal'd
Next, thoughts of Death, what way those Clouds dispell'd.
Third place conjoyn'd, why She would not comply,
But th' Act delay'd, Orsamnes tho might Dye;
Which Grounds you heard before; Orsamnes when
Applauded All; inform'd her Self agen
Melvorna's Lines; who (lastly) th' Agent prov'd
For this short Grant, to view his Dear-belov'd.

Joyn'd the whole Cause: longing (He said) to take
Last sad Farewel, I choice Pretence did make,
For this Salute, as tho through my Perswasion
You might be Won to Yield; which strange Oration
I ne're shall Breath, tho Death's avoided thence,
But Cross, Oppose with strongest Eloquence:
Life on such Terms disdain'd; your Grounds allow'd:
Keep Virtue still, tho Fate these Eyes o're-cloud.

Clermanthe when, It much, my Lord, Allays
Sharp Sorrow's Wound, since You conjoyn and Praise
My Act thus far; Hopes of your Life howe're:
But speak, My Lord, altho I Ravish'd were,
Would You still Love me as Friend, both free'd, Enlarg'd?
Since name of Wife cast off, that Thought's Discharg'd.

My Dear est Choice, Orsamnes joyn'd again:
I Constant am: my Love Chief Cause (complain)
To those Grand Streights your Person so Expos'd:
Pure Virgin-mind in th' Act withall Disclos'd:
That Nobler Part does still Enamour Me,
For Real Friend bound in Supream Degree:
I'll Dwell with You (if Please) like Dearest Brother,
And tho not, Wife, Vow ne'r to Wed Another:
Thus shewing Your's that Single way confin'd
From all the World, my Heart to You Resign'd.
Clarmanthe there: those Gentle Words exprest
Do much, my Lord, Confirm, this Troubled Brest,
May satisfie; were You but Well Restor'd
Alive and Free, whate're my Case deplor'd.

My Souls late Joy, (Orsamnes then, whilst Breath
Conclude me Thine, expect howe're my Death:
Hope brought to th' Gasp: You that such Torment found,
My Loss bewail'd since Three on Fancy'd Ground,
May better far the True Sustain (so nigh)
My Real Doom. She joyn'd with Tears reply;

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I Mourn'd indeed upon this Chamber's Stage
In doleful Form, as at the Hermitage;
But Living now too Loose; I dur'st not yet
My hope Discharge. Then Faintest Hope permit,
( Orsamnes said) lest deeper Wound from thence;
Shun'd those black Thoughts, Self-murth'ring Violence,
We Mortals are Subject to various Change,
Like those Four Seasons prove, which Wander, Range;
Or blust'ring Winds; for th' outward Fortunes so,
And Bodies both; much Frail, Uncertain shew:
I'm full Resolv'd: if Fate should seize on Me,
Love still thy Dead Orsamnes Memory.

Tears streamed there, drown'd those Fair Orbs, her Eyes,
Sighs stop'd her Tongue, sad Pantings th' Heart surprize;
Falling on's Brest, as tho last Mournful Score
Would than Discharge, or Dye her self before
In his own View; whom he with Arms upheld,
That fainting Treasure th' Indies both excell'd:
Torn manly Heart: till rouzing Spirits again,
By Kiss reviv'd, She speaks with doleful Strain:
Know, my dear Lord; kind Thoughts of You each hour
Shall last till Death destroys Rememb'ring Pow'r.

Orsamnes when, I owe to Nature said,
That Mortal Debt which now proves early Pay'd,
Some Fourty Years cut off; this World howe're
I've well observ'd, and known much Sorrow there;
Worst Change conceiv'd from thee to Go, Depart,
That keenest makes Death's cold and frozen Dart.
My Lord (She said) how still do's Height'ned prove
My Loss Extream through This Transcendent Love
To all conjoyn'd: Life burth'nous grown from thence,
Follow I may e're long such Excellence;
Much more that Kind and Sad Discourse to th' last,
Dismal Compound, till Hour and Half o're-past.

Orsamnes then; my Death I do Conclude
Will sudden seize, as my last Sleep intrude
This very Night; if short resolving Pause
You can't Obtain, before my self withdraws,
Till th' hour of Eight, next Morn; 'tis my desire
(No Change then found) by Day-light to Expire.
I'll try, my Lord (said She) tho make to Swell
His Lustful Rage. Both seal'd last Kiss-farewell,

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When She did Faint again, till by another
Revived seem'd; Each grasp'd the Hand o'th' other,
Sigh'd, wept for Close: to th' Door they walked then,
Giv'n gentle knock, 'twas opened strait agen.

Six Arm'd for Guard, that Matron there did stand,
Who ask'd, if She would stoop to th' Lord's Demand.
Clermanthe pray'd, She would beseech him there,
For that night's Pause, till Eight next morn forbear;
Since sick through watchful Hours distemper'd grown
To strange Degree. Her suit should be made known,
Th' Other repli'd, tho't would her Lord incense:
Return'd with Grant (why did so far Dispense
We shall unfold) That Hour requir'd (exprest)
Her plain Resolve: some Ease to tortur'd Brest,
Orsamnes thus, the Lady being spread
(As found her there) upon her mournful Bed,
Was guarded strait to's Chamber-Jayl, confin'd;
Where musing lay through sad, disturbed Mind.
Borganes (know) did sculk thus long at Door
Which down to th' Garden led, plac'd there before
Orsamnes brought, Dark-Lanthorn ranged by;
Prime Ambush 't was for th' Hearing Part, more nigh;
Since did conclude, They'd chuse that farthest End.
Couch-Chair for all: This Door might help, befriend.
That Morning He their Conference delay'd,
Besides Affairs, since Hop'd, th' Enthralled Maid
Would Grant her self at Noon; nor Leisure then,
Till night Defer'd (convenient Hour) agen:
Close dark approach. Orsamnes , fearing Death,
Might use imploy his utmost, Talking Breath,
Strong'st Arguments (he thought) to change her Mind:
No hopeful Way for's Wanton Aim declin'd.
To th' Lock-hole joyn'd his Ear, unheard, unseen;
Those Hangings parted well for th' Door between.

But softer-Voic'd, besides the Noble pair
Strait farthest off withdrawn from their Couch-chair
That Door observ'd; Orsamnes Back to him,
Faint, murmur-like their lost Discourse did seem.
This heard; small Groan [my Dearest Choice] exprest:
[My Soul's late Joy, conclude me thine] to th' rest,
More strongly Breath'd from fervent Thoughts, more High;
Deep Lovers Both Declared strait thereby.

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Yet might the Man for Life good Agent prove,
Advise so far, She Grant in tender Love.
[Pure Virgin mind] That heard conjoyned more;
Thence shew'd still Perfect Maid, as thought before.
This, Lustful Mood, and Anger both would Please
First Grasp'd his Virgin-Wench, Flames to appease
(Maid thought since found so Lodg'd apart we told)
Choice daintiest Dish: next place, through Fear controul'd,
Giv'n from Himself, by his own Hand Presented;
Th' Heart Rack'd (as 'twere) tho Life enjoy'd, Tormented:
Prime Taster thus, till sought perchance Another,
Stomach grown cloy'd, Reveng'd withall Slain Brother.

Glad found their Cheat, that Matron met below,
Night's Pause conjoyn'd, her Answer since did shew
Plain yieldingness; if chang'd next Morn, deny'd;
He knew what Way to take, Orsamnes Dy'd:
Could Heighten all from many a fearful Dream,
Dead Brother's Ghost, found Horror thence extream:
That Amorous Youth in Grave, She might resign.
Love's Fortress strait, observant Concubine.

That Corps She saw Ægyptian Slave did prove,
Which for some Crime was Pris'ner kept above
Orsamnes Stairs, and Lash'd Diseased Dy'd;
For whom that mean, base Funeral descry'd.

Clermanthe lay, sad, watchful Thoughts, on Bed,
Small Slumber so; next Morn disturbance bred
(The same to th' Lords) by Trumpets War-like Sound,
Whose joyned Noyse their Castle-walls rebound.
When Eight that Matron came, unlock'd the Dore;
Bid's her Resolve; last time, Borganes Swore.
Much weak she was; that ling'ring Plea renew'd:
For Mercy towards her Self and Brother su'd.
That Matron then Inform'd by th' Lord's Command,
Eleven the Hour, if She did waiting stand
At her Court-Casement there, She should behold
That Tragick Sight which He but late foretold.

Door lock'd again, now Gall'd o're-whelmed Heart,
She trod the Room, to th' window Glance in part:
Till nigh Ten's Hour, more Wonder caused there
Loud Musick's noise: Cornets, Recorders were
Shalm, Sackbuts heard, great trampling through the Court:
This Pageant saw beneath of stranger sort.

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Jove's Statue 't was, on whose curl'd Head did stand
Imperial Crown; shafts grasped in his Hand
For Thunder-bolts; blue Mantle, like the Skie
Adorn'd with Stars, in Charret plac'd to th' eye,
Globe at his Foot: the side did Eagle bear;
One thrusting on the Wheels, encompass'd there
With Painted Cloth like Clouds, that trouling Hour,
So seem'd to move by th' God's Transcendent Pow'r.
Priest formost walk'd, Musicians on each side,
Silk Coats, with Garlands too, in Flaunting Pride:
Borganes next did March, Triumphant Way,
Worn Glist'ring Cloaths; large Train the Reer display.

For Cause of all that Noise, this show related,
His Birth-day 't was, observ'd, well Celebrated;
Then from the Altar came, done Sacrifizing,
I'th' corner of that Court small Temple rising:
Not that such Love to th' Gods, or Honour shew'd;
But ostentation Pleas'd, thought Prince-like mode.
Thus Jove from thence was softly born along
(Fine Progress through smooth-paved Floor, that Throng,
To th' upper end o'th' Hall, where Cloth of State
By th' Hour of Twelve should Table have with plate,
Choice, dainty Meats; as tho the Lord would bring,
Jove us'd like Guest, new Banquet-Offering;
Priest by for Servitor, Board voided then,
Should ride in Pomp to's Temple-walls agen:

Long glancing there, the Noise of Drums was heard,
For Action of more solemn kind, regard
Intended prov'd; Dreadful, presaging Fear;
When she beheld Borganes strait appear,
Troop from the Hall: this mournful show ensu'd,
Orsamnes self e're long brought down she view'd
By Russians (then strangly o're-whelmed Brest)
Th' Arms ty'd behind, black consequence exprest:
Shirt down to th' Wast, no more, white Cap discern'd;
Still gallant Form, tho sadly'st there Concern'd;
Undaunted Looks, Calm, guiltless Thoughts declar'd
To grapple strait with direful Doom prepar'd.
Borganes words, That he to Justice now,
Next Jove supream, would sacrifice allow,
Pale Brother's Ghost withall; that Day being Born,
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Thus 'mongst the Guard whilst farther did Advance,
He cast to th' Casement there Kind, sober glance,
Held open view'd; which then seem'd wounding Dart
(Tho lately Pleas'd) to her confounded Heart.
So through the Court was led to th' joyning Green
(That Front by th' Gate low, cloister'd walk) well seen,
Too plain perceiv'd; there Ty'd with Dismal Band
To Post She saw, by th' Lord's express command;
Now Naked half, like Statue (thus compell'd)
White Marble, pure, tho living Eyes beheld.
Six Archers o're against him Rang'd, Bows bent,
Which Serjeants of black Death might Represent;
Should Aim at th' Heart, Life's Fortress call'd, and bring,
From distant Ground, Stern Fate o'th' swiftest Wing.

There loud she spoke; O Heav'ns! what view descry'd
To Blast my Soul (th' Hands sadly wrung beside,
Brest beats how oft! Sighs seem'd with Tears compounded)
Break, break my Heart, withall Words mournful sounded.
Thus, manly Face, resolved Thoughts (whate're)
For Death's cold charge, might serious then appear,
More Solemn turn'd; Eyes cast to Heav'n compos'd:
Cap's drawn beneath, with Darkness all inclos'd:
Whilst long brown Locks, mov'd oft by Gentle wind.
Seem'd Kist (as't were) for last Farewell, entwin'd.

Now Faint she prov'd, despair'd, half closed Eyes,
As waited for same Deadly Trance, surprize;
Near Sunk withall: When loudly strained voice,
That call'd, Hold, Hold; great Trampling Horsmen's Noyse
Open'd Them quite again, part wakened there
Her Drooping Soul; since first did Dream appear:
Then all their Hats pluck'd off beheld, young Man
Gallop to th' Lord, whereby Demur began;
View'd Handsome Form, brave cloaths, large Train from thence,
Borganes Self strait bare through Reverence:
Speaking to whom, Turn'd up in Haste she saw
Orsamnes Cap; more speech conjoyn'd, withdraw
Those Archers there, his Bodie; Arms, unbound;
When plainly seem'd Awake, revival found.

It was their Young Laconian Prince indeed,
Who ranged had those Parts, convenient Breed
For th' Hunting Game; lik'd well that Recreation;
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Their Borders found so Nigh, to View, behold
Those strong, Arcadian Forts (we lately told)
Were Seiz'd by them before they did Invade,
And Pris'ners took both Lords, the Noble Maid.
Returning Home, He thought some Hours to rest,
Then Hunt i'th' Park, Borganes Royal Guest.
Ent'ring the Green, that Mournful Show descry'd
Choice, Gallant Limbs, Gentile lower Garb beside,
He call'd to stop the Doom, till more was known;
Which made them Glance, strait hold their Hands each one,
Nicking then Shafts, Word giv'n should all let fly.
Speaking to th' Lord, they Unveil'd his Face to th' Eye;
When Gallant Form, prime Countenance beheld,
Undaunted Brow, thought scarcely Parallell'd:
Seem'd his own Years. Asking, what was th' Offence;
Borganes told; joyn'd Height'ning Grounds from thence,
Ghost-Dreams, as heard before. The Prince inclin'd
To gentler Thoughts, thus blaz'd his virtuous Mind.

My Lord, we'll Grant, your Noble Brother's Fate,
Sev'n Death's conjoyn'd, might rise to Mournful Rate;
O'th' Pris'ners Life you may withall dispose
Subdeu'd by War; yet since that Action shews
Prime manly Valour's Stamp, Defensive Ground,
Choice Person (last) let not hard Thoughts be found,
I pray, intreat, if he's Redeem'd by Me,
Ransome discharg'd: your Dreams tho Frightful be,
I am Confirm'd they'l cease, when Tryal prov'd,
That Object; Cause there of Withdrawn, Remov'd,
Strong Fancies Pow'r, whilst here He Stays, and Passion
Do forge, Produce that Ghost-like Aggravation.

Borganes gall'd, as felt his own hard Brest
By th' Archers struck, sad Grant, these words exprest:
Sir, I shall hope what you Presage, declin'd
Those former Fears; He's now your Slave, resign'd,
From Ransome free: Then strait intreats, His Grace
Would enter th' House, there take Refreshment-Glass,
Soon after Dine. Pointed towards the Court,
Speech with Orsamnes fear'd, nam'd Hunting sport
Ask'd, where his last. The Prince, Drawn on before,
I'll send for Him when Din'd; loud spake, no more.
Borganes whisper'd strait that Guardian,
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Clermanthe , left reveal'd; forewarn'd withall
No Servants Blab what Pris'ners left in Thrall.

Thus, on they march'd; Orsamnes, being unty'd,
Most Eager seem'd to thank the Prince, beside
Beg for Clermanthe , whose danger thought like Death;
Tho sav'd himself; but forc'd to spare that Breath,
By th' Archers strait, stern Guardian o're-sway'd,
Encompass'd round; Point barbarous (They said)
Slave to Intrude, his Highness tho exprest,
He'd send for Him: that partly eas'd sad Breast,
Those words o're-heard; half naked (lastly) then:
Thus hopeful, Cheer'd, to th' Chamber brought agen.
Clermanthe too, upon that Boarded ground
Gave thanks to Heav'n, from whence the Rescue found,
Where first beheld; thoughts comfortable grown;
Glimps of Sun-shine that dreadful Storm o're-grown.
Her Ravishment whilst stay'd the Prince, as 't were,
(So heard him stil'd) conceiv'd avoided there:
Good hopes withall Orsamnes would, if Free,
Gain her release from Rape, Captivity.

Melvorna (last) kept doleful Feast in Bed,
Dining on Grief, or Grief like Vultur fed
Upon her gentle Brest; strange Rack endur'd
Through brave Orsamnes Doom, so lately cur'd:
When th' Maid by chance (tho fear'd disturbing Fault)
Inform'd, the Prince had his Redemption wrought,
Would take along to th' Court; which strait reviv'd,
Cast down withall, of hope that way depriv'd:
For, Love complain'd, tho Charity's contented,
Caus'd drooping Heart, great ease, since thought prevented
Clermanthe's Rape, to th' Brother Favour shown
Might fetch her off: lov'd Rival there unknown.

Now Trumpets noise, loud Musick strait was heard,
Meat dancing up; their Prince with grand regard
Plac'd at Board's end, Alone, that part supply'd
With choicest Food; most gallant Feast descry'd.
Somewhat beneath Borganes Sat, great store
Of worthy Rank; on th' other side, same Floor
The Prince's Train; best end reserv'd o' th' Hall,
Where Jove beheld, Borganes choice withall
Honour'd that Room to bear him company;
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Prime Cloth of State advanc'd, did Sober dine
With looking on; accept for Food Divine.
Soft Musick gave their Ears no mean repast
From Skilful Hands, rare Voices joyn'd at last.

Borganes , tho ne're Birth with less content
Did Solemnize, Heart Qualm'd through this event;
Like Wrack such Courtly forms to th' tortur'd Brain,
Whilst thoughts of losing fair Clarmanthe again:
Tost by th' four Winds his Brest appear'd through Passion.
Lust's Funeral in that grand Celebration.
Yet midst Despair, would strive the Prince to draw
To th' Park beneath, e're next Orsamnes saw,
Clermanthe so conceal'd; done Hunting sport,
Seek to imploy with Games of youthful sort,
Fine Shows conjoyn'd till Supper-time, and Bed;
Then all display'd, torn Heart, Tempestuous Head.

Scarce dinner done, when Post came from the King,
Enter'd the Hall, harsh Message tho did bring;
The Prince should hast to th' Court, if thought to find
Dear Mother there Alive, whose earnest mind
Was him to View (in dangerous estate
Threescore Miles off) e're seized prov'd by Fate.
This heard, He Starts, leap'd from the board, Sad brow'd,
Borganes thank'd; call'd for his Horse aloud;
Eight should ride Post on th' ablest Beasts, the rest
Come with Orsamnes afterwards, exprest.
Borganes too cry'd, Fly, to his own Men,
Th' Horses still kept for Hunting sadled then:
Waits on the Prince, who hurry'd through the Court,
By th' Lady view'd, mounted in hasty sort;
Like boist'rous Wind departs, o' th' gallop gone,
Which strangeness caus'd Heart-Pantings thereupon.

Back came the Lord, whose Joy did equallize
The Prince's Grief, reserved, sav'd best Prize;
Choice Wisdom thought, that timely way Allur'd,
Drawn off the Prince through courteous Charms, secur'd
Orsamnes, last; no Pleading now for's Love;
Day's Journey and half e're reach'd the Court 'twould prove,
Long threescore Miles; next Night (Revenge, content)
Could close with fair Clermanthe's Ravishment.
Those left behind were still detain'd i' th' Hall,
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Till th' Prince far off: Orsamnes then back-way
To th' Stables led, where those with Horse did stay,
To gull Clermanthe's sight, as tho he were
Repriv'd alone, and still kept Pris'ner there.

Heard trampling noise, She saw those other Ten
Pass through the Court, take horse, which raised then
Sad, dreadful thoughts; her Lord still Slave conceiv'd,
Her self withall of Freedom so bereav'd:
The Prince first gone, then All the rest; now fear'd
Sure Ravishment; late Joys like Dream appear'd,
Things as before: yet where despairing ground
Hope still preserv'd, best comfort, Anchor found.

Their Hunting done, for which great Persons were
(Both Noble Rank, Gentile) conjoyned there,
Woods Eccho heard; some Games withall renew'd
That yearly Feast, i' th' large Park-Lawn ensu'd.
Thus, th' afternoon dissolv'd, e're th' Evening ended,
Five young Black-moors with feather'd Garb attended,
Shew'd Jugler-sleights; next, tumbled on the Ground;
Wild, Antick Dance to strangest Musick-sound.

Borganes (last) with Guests of Noble fashion
Concludes in Wine that Native celebration,
For th' drinking Game like others too dispos'd;
Stout Champions all; so long 'twas e're they clos'd,
Took Horse, Farewel, Run down like Stag that Day
His Lordship near did seem; could gravely say,
He was inclin'd for Slumbers, ease that Night;
Strong Rape defer'd, best morning's Task, delight,
Ten's certain Hour: Thersander should withall,
As joyn'd in's Brother's Death, by th' Archers fall.

We now shall change our Scene t'Arcadia,
Cast smaller Glance; more pleasant Passage may
Concordant prove, long Grief survey'd, distresses;
Nor lost, forgot those Two fair Shepherdesses,
Of Rank Gentile; by th' Prince so Worthy deem'd,
Each fit for Lord Orsamnes Wife esteem'd.

Philaura, who did most his Loss deplore,
Stopt in her Nun's design (as heard before)
Through Parents, Friends choice Council us'd that season,
Passion at length gave way in part to Reason,
Touching Silvanor's love whose still apply'd
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So that to Her not gain'd alone Access
His fervent Lines, those Love-embassages,
But his own Self: her mind and Face how-e're,
Too much Obscur'd, caus'd by Orsamnes there.
Else not disdain'd his Person, Parts, Estate;
Who Coyness Woo'd at large, Laborious rate,
Herculean-like, Transporting Pow'r of Love;
Tho Crown'd at length, Triumphant chanc'd to prove;

Her Birth-day 'twas, Silvanor well befriended
By certain Nimphs conjoyn'd, with Mask attended:
Story took from that Golden Ball, near Troy,
Three Goddesses at strife which should Enjoy:
He Paris prov'd, who first in shorter Dance
Enter'd the Room, did next with Speech advance;
Last turning off to th' Wall, should there (He said)
On Ida's Mount withdraw for pleasing Shade.

Then Juno, Pallas, Venus (fine for dress)
In Dance appear'd, those striving Goddesses,
The first whereof for Queen of Heav'n was Crown'd:
After neat Dance to Rural Musick sound,
That Golden Ball came trundled through the Floor;
Contention bred, to whom for Beauty-store
As Prize pertain'd: next Man, they strait agree,
Should judge, Resolve; which Paris chanc'd to be.

Grand Homage shew'd to each great Pow'r Divine,
He chang'd th' old Tale for handsome, new Design:
Since Paris then pronounc'd that, Costly Ball.
Bright Venus Due, as fairest of them all.
Spoke thus to th' Point; His weak and mortal Sence
Could not well judge of Heav'nly Eccellence,
Through dazled Sight, did All most fair Proclaim;
Nor would provoke their Wraths's revengeful Flame:
But Skilful found in choice, Terrestrial Beauty,
Should, with their Leaves, that Prize present as Duty
To th' fairest Maid on Earth; Transcendent there;
For goodness too might Singular appear.
Conjoyned strait to Them most lowly Bow;
Each Tongue vouchsafing Grant, with pleased brow
He to Philaura walks, Kiss'd her white Hand,
Pray'd her that Ball, his Heart receive, command.
She takes the same with sobrest Blush, regard
(Love light'ning forth her Eyes) as due Reward.

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Those Goddesses approved strait the Choice,
Saluting her; with joyn'd, Concordant Voice
Made their request, She would for each bestow
One Kiss on him, that Thankful Favour shew.
Then Parents came, good manners (said) requir'd
They should Advance what such great Pow'rs desir'd;
Youth worthy thought: when Silent grant allow'd,
Silvanor those three Kisses seiz'd as Proud
And joyful Man, repay'd with Lover's Heart;
Her's Panted too, felt closely flaming Dart.

JUNO then call'd for Banquet from the Sky,
Which Six young Boys brought there immediately;
In Linnen cloth'd, like Spirits of the Air,
Wing'd Servitors; first Task Philaura 's share:
That done, the Boys danc'd strait their nimble Round,
So flutter'd forth to loud Recorder's Sound.

The Goddesses Philaura inform'd, that she,
When Cloy'd beneath, to their Society
Should mount aloft; Request conjoyn'd (for close)
That whilst She shall on Earthly Bed repose,
Paris may Lodge in her choice Arms, delighted;
True faithful'st Swain and fairest Nymph united:
So forth they Danc'd, kind, friendly League beheld;
Young PARIS last, for th' active Foot excell'd.

This was perform'd (Silvanor's Plot, projection)
With so much Honour, Love, and hearty affection
To th' bright Philaura's Thoughts, All conquer'd were,
Looks, carriage now mild, Gentlest both appear:
Since no Affronts endur'd, disdainful way,
'Twas clouded Morn transform'd to Gaudy Day.

Next, on MERDONE glance, that second Maid,
By th' Prince urg'd for Orsamnes Choice, we said;
Montanus whom did Woo, Pastor gentile;
Which Youth Siege gentler found, enjoy'd that while
Kind Summer-looks, nay, reap'd conjoyned Kisses,
Strong Lovers Food; first Course to th' larger blisses:
So Gain'd her Heart, chief Fortress, Magazine.
Did travel through that Sea call'd Love-design
With friendlier Gales, whereas bad, Stormy weather,
Rocks, doubtful waves threatned (hard chance) together
SILVANOR's Barque: true cause we thus reveal:
Merdone , tho Orsamnes lov'd as well,

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Was much less Rays'd by mounting Hope, Desire,
So found less Grief, could calmer way Retire:
Choice Temper, last; could better estimate
Another's worthy Love, when saw of late
Her own Refus'd. Next Glance behold we shall
Borganes Tow'rs, Clermanthe left in Thrall.

The End of the Fourth Book.