The Grecian Story Being an Historical Poem, in Five Books. To which is Annex'd The Grove: Consisting of Divers Shorter Poems upon several Subjects. By J. H. [i.e. John Harington] |
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 | The Grecian Story |  |
One pursie Hag set all the rest at gaze,
When saw the Lord's, in both did Wonder raise:
Sweet Truce how-e're to th' Tortur'd Wretch became,
Whose Looks and Groan did Either's Mercy claim.
They ask'd th' Offence: those Hags made strait reply:
Strange Thefts and Rapes that Rogue perform'd hard by;
Flesh-Div'le 'twas Great providence thus Bound Him;
They Furies sent with Scourges to surround him.
Still strange the Case, as tho some Mask from Hell;
That Troop withdrawn, when's Tongue released well,
No Thief (He cry'd) Himself was Rob'd and bound;
When th' Hags unclos'd their Riddle strait profound,
TERGORAS 'twas, Dorsenger's Son and Heir,
Whom Uncle we to th' Hermit stiled there;
Ruin withall; since Bastard made his Father;
Prime wealth, Estate through Forged Plot to gather,
(This (like himself) by Fraud, conjoyned Pow'r
Had three o' th' Husbands near undon that Hour.
Fourth's Daughter ravish'd late; still Neighing on,
Tempts second Lass to play the Whore, unknown;
Good, modest Girl: close, Pandar-Letters woo,
That She would meet at certain Cave below,
Where grand Reward. Those Letters chastly view'd,
To th' Mother brought, thus Vengeance was pursu'd.
When saw the Lord's, in both did Wonder raise:
Sweet Truce how-e're to th' Tortur'd Wretch became,
Whose Looks and Groan did Either's Mercy claim.
They ask'd th' Offence: those Hags made strait reply:
Strange Thefts and Rapes that Rogue perform'd hard by;
Flesh-Div'le 'twas Great providence thus Bound Him;
They Furies sent with Scourges to surround him.
Still strange the Case, as tho some Mask from Hell;
That Troop withdrawn, when's Tongue released well,
No Thief (He cry'd) Himself was Rob'd and bound;
When th' Hags unclos'd their Riddle strait profound,
TERGORAS 'twas, Dorsenger's Son and Heir,
Whom Uncle we to th' Hermit stiled there;
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Prime wealth, Estate through Forged Plot to gather,
(This (like himself) by Fraud, conjoyned Pow'r
Had three o' th' Husbands near undon that Hour.
Fourth's Daughter ravish'd late; still Neighing on,
Tempts second Lass to play the Whore, unknown;
Good, modest Girl: close, Pandar-Letters woo,
That She would meet at certain Cave below,
Where grand Reward. Those Letters chastly view'd,
To th' Mother brought, thus Vengeance was pursu'd.
| The Grecian Story | |