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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FONTANA'S Story.
Fontana's
Chance, next place we shall present,
Shewn more at large since various for th' Event.
Mother being by GORDANUS seiz'd, thought Dead,
And Father gash'd with Wounds, confin'd to's Bed
In that Park-Lodge; to th' Royal Town (less fear)
And Countess-Aunt she's sent, great Widow there:
For age Seventeen, ripe Beauty grown, excelling,
Choice Parts, sweet Nature too those Parallelling.
Sent Order th' Aunt should her direct, beside,
In all things Mother like; her wary Guide
For Marriage-choice: which part she changed thus,
Incroaching way; Times being grown dangerous,
She should in All dispose of Her, full Pow'r
For th' Husbands choice: as told Her self that hour.
Shewn more at large since various for th' Event.
Mother being by GORDANUS seiz'd, thought Dead,
And Father gash'd with Wounds, confin'd to's Bed
In that Park-Lodge; to th' Royal Town (less fear)
And Countess-Aunt she's sent, great Widow there:
For age Seventeen, ripe Beauty grown, excelling,
Choice Parts, sweet Nature too those Parallelling.
Sent Order th' Aunt should her direct, beside,
In all things Mother like; her wary Guide
For Marriage-choice: which part she changed thus,
Incroaching way; Times being grown dangerous,
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For th' Husbands choice: as told Her self that hour.
Harsh froward Temper was, so strict did prove,
She never from her Daughters sight should move,
Or elder Maid's; to th' Garden follow'd strait,
Nay, Closet-door, giv'n Porter Charge at Gate.
Few day's conjoyn'd, an Earl of handsome Fortune,
Known by the Aunt, did her for Wife importune;
Coarce Person tho, of Weak, defective mind,
Whom much She loath'd; th' Aunt eagrest way inclin'd:
Large Gifts from him receiv'd; did urge, o're-strain:
FONTANA pleads her younger Years again.
She never from her Daughters sight should move,
Or elder Maid's; to th' Garden follow'd strait,
Nay, Closet-door, giv'n Porter Charge at Gate.
Few day's conjoyn'd, an Earl of handsome Fortune,
Known by the Aunt, did her for Wife importune;
Coarce Person tho, of Weak, defective mind,
Whom much She loath'd; th' Aunt eagrest way inclin'd:
Large Gifts from him receiv'd; did urge, o're-strain:
FONTANA pleads her younger Years again.
Her Aunt and she e're-long, one solemn Day,
MINERVA'S Temple enter'd both, to Pay
Devotions their, which time her Gallant Spouse
Beheld her Form, SILVANDER call'd, and Bows
T' Imperial Love: Goddess on earth She seem'd,
To whom all Hearts due Sacrifice esteem'd.
Anthem then Sung, He fix'd delightful Eyes
Upon Her oft, whose soberness implies
True speaking Flames of chastly temper'd Love;
Since in those Orbs the Soul doth clearest move.
Looks su'd and vow'd, as 'twere, not mark'd by th' Aunt,
But much by Her what Thoughts Predominant;
Conjoyn'd transcendent Form, rich Cloaths survey'd,
Prime Countenance no meaner Rank display'd,
Nor vulgar-temper'd Mind to th' loving Heart:
Which Gestures so were answer'd on her Part,
(Choice, Modest Sweetness shewn) Despairing Thrall
Not threatned prov'd, presumption Check'd withall.
MINERVA'S Temple enter'd both, to Pay
Devotions their, which time her Gallant Spouse
Beheld her Form, SILVANDER call'd, and Bows
T' Imperial Love: Goddess on earth She seem'd,
To whom all Hearts due Sacrifice esteem'd.
Anthem then Sung, He fix'd delightful Eyes
Upon Her oft, whose soberness implies
True speaking Flames of chastly temper'd Love;
Since in those Orbs the Soul doth clearest move.
Looks su'd and vow'd, as 'twere, not mark'd by th' Aunt,
But much by Her what Thoughts Predominant;
Conjoyn'd transcendent Form, rich Cloaths survey'd,
Prime Countenance no meaner Rank display'd,
Nor vulgar-temper'd Mind to th' loving Heart:
Which Gestures so were answer'd on her Part,
(Choice, Modest Sweetness shewn) Despairing Thrall
Not threatned prov'd, presumption Check'd withall.
Rites Sacred past, Silvander follow'd home
His morning-Star, till set and hous'd become,
Good space between; where seeming blinded grown,
Soul lost with Her, forth marched strait (well known)
That Physick-Doctor mention'd once before,
And Vordes call'd: now take conjoyn'd far more:
Choice Friend he was, first by his Grandsire train'd,
Brought up from clouts; by's Father next maintain'd
In Student-way long time, till learned Art,
Much practise got: This more obliging Part,
By him redeem'd, when Murther's dreadful fear,
Prime Doctor thought by th' Aunt, then Lodger there;
Her darling-Girl his Patient also prov'd:
Whom walking near (as by rare Fortune mov'd,
Conducted so) Silvander strait imbrac'd?
Which Act Fontana saw, since chanc'd to cast
Glance from above; then more conceal'd, retir'd
To cloister, nook, with earnestness inquir'd
Who that young Lady was, next, th' elder Aunt;
Since Doctor seem'd imploy'd, there conversant.
His morning-Star, till set and hous'd become,
Good space between; where seeming blinded grown,
Soul lost with Her, forth marched strait (well known)
That Physick-Doctor mention'd once before,
And Vordes call'd: now take conjoyn'd far more:
Choice Friend he was, first by his Grandsire train'd,
Brought up from clouts; by's Father next maintain'd
In Student-way long time, till learned Art,
Much practise got: This more obliging Part,
By him redeem'd, when Murther's dreadful fear,
Prime Doctor thought by th' Aunt, then Lodger there;
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Whom walking near (as by rare Fortune mov'd,
Conducted so) Silvander strait imbrac'd?
Which Act Fontana saw, since chanc'd to cast
Glance from above; then more conceal'd, retir'd
To cloister, nook, with earnestness inquir'd
Who that young Lady was, next, th' elder Aunt;
Since Doctor seem'd imploy'd, there conversant.
Vordes inform'd; when strait SILVANDER pray'd,
That through his Pow'r (if rul'd so far, o're-sway'd)
He might Salute that choice, transcendent Part
Of Nature's works, breath'd forth by Tongue his Heart,
As did that Morn well blaze it by his Eyes:
Tho damping Fears, which Lovers oft surprize.
That through his Pow'r (if rul'd so far, o're-sway'd)
He might Salute that choice, transcendent Part
Of Nature's works, breath'd forth by Tongue his Heart,
As did that Morn well blaze it by his Eyes:
Tho damping Fears, which Lovers oft surprize.
Vordes grown sad, that motion, Task propounded,
Knowing how hard, what obstacles surrounded;
Inform'd again her Princely Birth, Descent,
Father alive, with Portion's large Extent,
That Countess Aunt's high-soaring thoughts beside
Great, loftiest Aims for Her (as no mean Bride)
Both Rank, Estate for one most earnest seem'd,
Huge landed Lord (by th' Lady nought esteem'd,
Himself in heart conceiv'd) for cooling close,
Strict Aunt; severe, both Maids and Daughters, those
Still Scout-like follow'd Her; no way for them
To obtain the Prize: unequall'd Stratagem.
Knowing how hard, what obstacles surrounded;
Inform'd again her Princely Birth, Descent,
Father alive, with Portion's large Extent,
That Countess Aunt's high-soaring thoughts beside
Great, loftiest Aims for Her (as no mean Bride)
Both Rank, Estate for one most earnest seem'd,
Huge landed Lord (by th' Lady nought esteem'd,
Himself in heart conceiv'd) for cooling close,
Strict Aunt; severe, both Maids and Daughters, those
Still Scout-like follow'd Her; no way for them
To obtain the Prize: unequall'd Stratagem.
Silvander Gall'd, conjoyns, Much valu'd Friend,
I'm plunged, sunk, if your kind Aid not send
Supporting branch, as 'twere: in losing her
I'm lost my self; this life and all (dear Sir)
Seem there wrapt up, Involv'd: her gentle Glance,
Eyes pleasing Beams did sooth my hope, advance;
No cruel Brest proclaim'd; O, make me Able
To Wed, enjoy, or call me miserable.
I'm plunged, sunk, if your kind Aid not send
Supporting branch, as 'twere: in losing her
I'm lost my self; this life and all (dear Sir)
Seem there wrapt up, Involv'd: her gentle Glance,
Eyes pleasing Beams did sooth my hope, advance;
No cruel Brest proclaim'd; O, make me Able
To Wed, enjoy, or call me miserable.
The Doctor mov'd, since well conceiv'd that High,
Threefold ingaging Score, strong friendly Tye
Conjoyned, last; intreats, that he would Pause,
Self-conquerour perchance, till Night withdraws;
To's Lodging come next Morn, they'd talk again.
Vordes departs with shrewdly puzled Brain,
Sad-tasked thoughts (since likely Fit t'endure)
By what safe means both grand Exploit and Cure
To bring about; prime Cordial shew'd Fruition:
First Ground-work tho in that abstruse Condition
The Lady's Grant appear'd, t' obtain her Love,
Good hopes whereof did from her mildness prove.
Choice Temper, Sweet; Transcendent Form and Shape
Of young SILVANDER joyn'd (whilst loath'd as Rape
That Lord's imbrace) Garb, Carriage Courtly were:
Harsh, sow'r her Aunt, shewn friendly'st Aspect there
Towards him regard, whose Patient when arriv'd
First weak became, of healthful Spirits depriv'd
Through Mother's loss, sad Father's Wounds combin'd:
Tho Love o're-past, great cloudy Maze behind:
So follow'd still to ev'ry Chamber-floor,
Their Garden-walks (as said) her Closet-door
Warn'd Porter too; how, shun'd all noise, Alarm
To bring her clearly off, no Magick-charm.
Long mus'd he thus; next morning found in Bed
Silvander there, when kindly visited,
O're-charg'd through Passion's weight, Tyrannick pow'r:
Disorder'd Pulse, grown Fever-like that hour.
Good Doctor, help (did say) release me from
Loves torture, thrall; this burning freezing Doom.
Threefold ingaging Score, strong friendly Tye
Conjoyned, last; intreats, that he would Pause,
Self-conquerour perchance, till Night withdraws;
To's Lodging come next Morn, they'd talk again.
Vordes departs with shrewdly puzled Brain,
Sad-tasked thoughts (since likely Fit t'endure)
By what safe means both grand Exploit and Cure
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First Ground-work tho in that abstruse Condition
The Lady's Grant appear'd, t' obtain her Love,
Good hopes whereof did from her mildness prove.
Choice Temper, Sweet; Transcendent Form and Shape
Of young SILVANDER joyn'd (whilst loath'd as Rape
That Lord's imbrace) Garb, Carriage Courtly were:
Harsh, sow'r her Aunt, shewn friendly'st Aspect there
Towards him regard, whose Patient when arriv'd
First weak became, of healthful Spirits depriv'd
Through Mother's loss, sad Father's Wounds combin'd:
Tho Love o're-past, great cloudy Maze behind:
So follow'd still to ev'ry Chamber-floor,
Their Garden-walks (as said) her Closet-door
Warn'd Porter too; how, shun'd all noise, Alarm
To bring her clearly off, no Magick-charm.
Long mus'd he thus; next morning found in Bed
Silvander there, when kindly visited,
O're-charg'd through Passion's weight, Tyrannick pow'r:
Disorder'd Pulse, grown Fever-like that hour.
Good Doctor, help (did say) release me from
Loves torture, thrall; this burning freezing Doom.
Grasp'd by the hand, thus Vordes answer'd well,
Be cheer'd most noble Youth, like charming Spell,
I now am bound to serve thy Lover's Passion,
Tho plung'd perchance i'th' dangerous Navigation.
Leave strait the Bed, your Amorous thoughts compose,
Write next to Her, most pow'rful strain disclose
Of honour, Love; that Temple's Place express
Where first you saw, what Garment wore for dress,
That She may know by th' Mark, your Person then:
Three Hours dissolv'd I shall return agen.
Be cheer'd most noble Youth, like charming Spell,
I now am bound to serve thy Lover's Passion,
Tho plung'd perchance i'th' dangerous Navigation.
Leave strait the Bed, your Amorous thoughts compose,
Write next to Her, most pow'rful strain disclose
Of honour, Love; that Temple's Place express
Where first you saw, what Garment wore for dress,
That She may know by th' Mark, your Person then:
Three Hours dissolv'd I shall return agen.
SILVANDER
pleas'd his Noble thoughts portray'd,
Fine, handsome words with Love conjoyn'd display'd;
Harmonious for Language, Musical,
Might Savage Brest to mildness move withall;
How painted forth her Beauties, his Love-passion,
For present th' Heart inclos'd, sincere Oblation.
Fine, handsome words with Love conjoyn'd display'd;
Harmonious for Language, Musical,
Might Savage Brest to mildness move withall;
How painted forth her Beauties, his Love-passion,
For present th' Heart inclos'd, sincere Oblation.
Vordes return'd, Writes largely underneath,
Inform'd her several ways, as pow'rful Wreath
To crown Belief; beg'd in first place, conjur'd
Her Faith to all He wrote, next, strongly assur'd
Of his Friend's Nobler Birth, tho Highly rais'd
Their Ancestors, choice Parts, good Nature prais'd;
Known to him from the Womb; held then in's Hand
Full fifteen hundred pounds a Year, brave Land.
Love, last, confirms, tormenting Rack descry'd,
Silvander breath'd through Hope, might else have dy'd.
The Gods did then for awful Witness call,
Whose Pow'rs He fear'd, Ador'd. But least befall
Nice doubts o' th' Person ought, he crav'd thus far,
She would next Morn some Window grace like Star,
I'th' painted Room to th' Street, Ten choicest hour,
When in such Cloaths that Youth, the Grecian Flow'r,
Should walk, pass by, hand fixt upon his Brest:
Whom if she would with Favour crown, make Blest
By secret flight, as they should safely Ordain,
Then beg'd of her next Morn to that again,
Before Elev'n, Plac'd near sick Cousin's Bed,
Wall's darker side (as us'd) He entered,
She'd stroke for sign with gentle hand her Eye,
Then thrust i'th' Bosome strait; drawing more nigh,
Take lower under's Cloak (nor fear of sight)
A Glass from wary held forth hand, but light,
Cover'd with Paper all, which doth display
True use thereof, to th' Closet, Desk convey;
Hid first, reserv'd (since 'twas no smallest size)
I'th' pocket, Handkercher from wand'ring Eyes:
Tho Suit conjoyn'd, if doom'd beyond Repeal
That noble Youth for grave, she'd these Conceal.
Inform'd her several ways, as pow'rful Wreath
To crown Belief; beg'd in first place, conjur'd
Her Faith to all He wrote, next, strongly assur'd
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Their Ancestors, choice Parts, good Nature prais'd;
Known to him from the Womb; held then in's Hand
Full fifteen hundred pounds a Year, brave Land.
Love, last, confirms, tormenting Rack descry'd,
Silvander breath'd through Hope, might else have dy'd.
The Gods did then for awful Witness call,
Whose Pow'rs He fear'd, Ador'd. But least befall
Nice doubts o' th' Person ought, he crav'd thus far,
She would next Morn some Window grace like Star,
I'th' painted Room to th' Street, Ten choicest hour,
When in such Cloaths that Youth, the Grecian Flow'r,
Should walk, pass by, hand fixt upon his Brest:
Whom if she would with Favour crown, make Blest
By secret flight, as they should safely Ordain,
Then beg'd of her next Morn to that again,
Before Elev'n, Plac'd near sick Cousin's Bed,
Wall's darker side (as us'd) He entered,
She'd stroke for sign with gentle hand her Eye,
Then thrust i'th' Bosome strait; drawing more nigh,
Take lower under's Cloak (nor fear of sight)
A Glass from wary held forth hand, but light,
Cover'd with Paper all, which doth display
True use thereof, to th' Closet, Desk convey;
Hid first, reserv'd (since 'twas no smallest size)
I'th' pocket, Handkercher from wand'ring Eyes:
Tho Suit conjoyn'd, if doom'd beyond Repeal
That noble Youth for grave, she'd these Conceal.
Down Vordes walk'd; enter'd, Eleven past,
His Patient's Chamber where most fitly plac'd
Fontana sat (kind Visitant become)
Wall's darker side each Morning us'd; on whom
Cast sober Glance, by her Observ'd the more,
Design conceiv'd, since saw him Grasp before
Silvander, Talk, drawn near her Cousin's Bed,
While stoop'd her Pulse to feel, Cloak shrouding spread,
He Thrust beneath into the Lady's hand
That Paper, which she took; from view restrain'd
(Such warning had) thought Honest, good intent;
Some Pause to'th' Closet's Council-board she went:
Maid following. Door fast, that Spy to shun
(Whilst new-blown Roses Cheeks display'd) begun
To read the Lines; when milkie white in part
Their crimson Claret drown'd, sweet, tender Heart.
She view'd them all with words as t'were begem'd,
Gilt through her Eyes conjoyned Rays; tho stream'd
Small doubt fron thence o'th' Person Love-diseas'd,
Before Ten's hour to grace, Adorn she pleas'd
That Window's Glass; through which (clear, Christalline)
Beheld did like to th' fair Aurora shine,
Through th' Eastern Casements, standing, Reading there
Large, broken Pane confederate as 'twere:
Maid working by. Good pause, SILVANDER came,
Might Sun present, seem'd Cloathed all in flame,
Gold, Beauty, Love; his Mistress strait descryes;
Whom closely Woo'd, on her first darted Eyes,
Then rais'd to Heav'n, with Hand a cross the Brest:
So marched slowly on, such looks at least,
Mild Beams discern'd break forth that Window's Cloud,
As scarce by deadly, cruel heart allow'd.
His Patient's Chamber where most fitly plac'd
Fontana sat (kind Visitant become)
Wall's darker side each Morning us'd; on whom
Cast sober Glance, by her Observ'd the more,
Design conceiv'd, since saw him Grasp before
Silvander, Talk, drawn near her Cousin's Bed,
While stoop'd her Pulse to feel, Cloak shrouding spread,
He Thrust beneath into the Lady's hand
That Paper, which she took; from view restrain'd
(Such warning had) thought Honest, good intent;
Some Pause to'th' Closet's Council-board she went:
Maid following. Door fast, that Spy to shun
(Whilst new-blown Roses Cheeks display'd) begun
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Their crimson Claret drown'd, sweet, tender Heart.
She view'd them all with words as t'were begem'd,
Gilt through her Eyes conjoyned Rays; tho stream'd
Small doubt fron thence o'th' Person Love-diseas'd,
Before Ten's hour to grace, Adorn she pleas'd
That Window's Glass; through which (clear, Christalline)
Beheld did like to th' fair Aurora shine,
Through th' Eastern Casements, standing, Reading there
Large, broken Pane confederate as 'twere:
Maid working by. Good pause, SILVANDER came,
Might Sun present, seem'd Cloathed all in flame,
Gold, Beauty, Love; his Mistress strait descryes;
Whom closely Woo'd, on her first darted Eyes,
Then rais'd to Heav'n, with Hand a cross the Brest:
So marched slowly on, such looks at least,
Mild Beams discern'd break forth that Window's Cloud,
As scarce by deadly, cruel heart allow'd.
This Scene o're-past, much more that second Day
The sweet Fontana mus'd, did poize, survey
Those things of Weight; that loathsome mention'd Lord,
Strict sow'rest Aunt, urg'd Match which she abhor'd;
Silvander's Birth, Estate, her sober mind
Did well content, choice Parts with goodness shin'd
(Doctor believ'd) for Person there excell'd,
Transcendent 'twas, she thought, unparallell'd:
Face, Body both compound enamouring:
Love (last) advanced all, from Noble Spring,
Sublime and high, since crav'd her self alone.
Thus, Sigh she breath'd, part-wond'ring at that One,
Two strait conjoyn'd; perceiv'd more plainly there
That She vvas novv Transform'd, self lost as 'tvvere,
Prime part inthrall'd, giv'n up unto another
Which strange invading Fits, vvhile thought to smother,
Stout Lords became; more mus'd, the more she lov'd;
Kind heart, Alas! Revoltress closely prov'd,
Silvander's Advocate, vvhence Victor crovvn'd.
Thus, sad through fancy-qualms, Love-breeding found,
Disarmed Maid she yields, shevv'd govern'd by
Vordes vvell known, great Love, and Destiny.
The sweet Fontana mus'd, did poize, survey
Those things of Weight; that loathsome mention'd Lord,
Strict sow'rest Aunt, urg'd Match which she abhor'd;
Silvander's Birth, Estate, her sober mind
Did well content, choice Parts with goodness shin'd
(Doctor believ'd) for Person there excell'd,
Transcendent 'twas, she thought, unparallell'd:
Face, Body both compound enamouring:
Love (last) advanced all, from Noble Spring,
Sublime and high, since crav'd her self alone.
Thus, Sigh she breath'd, part-wond'ring at that One,
Two strait conjoyn'd; perceiv'd more plainly there
That She vvas novv Transform'd, self lost as 'tvvere,
Prime part inthrall'd, giv'n up unto another
Which strange invading Fits, vvhile thought to smother,
Stout Lords became; more mus'd, the more she lov'd;
Kind heart, Alas! Revoltress closely prov'd,
Silvander's Advocate, vvhence Victor crovvn'd.
Thus, sad through fancy-qualms, Love-breeding found,
Disarmed Maid she yields, shevv'd govern'd by
Vordes vvell known, great Love, and Destiny.
Next joyful Morn, at th' hour and place requir'd,
She gave to him those signs for grant desir'd;
Sweet, gentle Way; set down with cautious hand
His Glass receiv'd beneath, from view detain'd.
After some Pause to th' Closet then she trip'd,
Maid following; lock'd fast the Door, unstrip'd
Th' inviron'd Glass, worn Paper-shroud before,
Wherein Vordes did strangely thus Implore:
She gave to him those signs for grant desir'd;
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His Glass receiv'd beneath, from view detain'd.
After some Pause to th' Closet then she trip'd,
Maid following; lock'd fast the Door, unstrip'd
Th' inviron'd Glass, worn Paper-shroud before,
Wherein Vordes did strangely thus Implore:
First place, that She would Trust with boldness, su'd,
Heav'n and his faithful Care, resolve, conclude
For secret flight (strange hazards else did run)
Which should that safe and Gentler Way be done,
So prime Exploit (to be well mentioned
Next Morn by Lines, giv'n near her Cousin's Bed)
Th' whole World should near pursue, from Flight debar;
Lest th' Aunt, or Father (known) caus'd stormy Jar,
Till He enjoy'd more clear, contentful Mind.
Mean while conjur'd, She'd drink that Rare-design'd,
Choice Cordial there, whose Virtue Sovereign
Would breed new Spirits, revive both Heart and Brain,
For th' matchless Work at hand: Of Meaner Pow'r
Sh' had proved some, but beg'd t'observe his hour.
Heav'n and his faithful Care, resolve, conclude
For secret flight (strange hazards else did run)
Which should that safe and Gentler Way be done,
So prime Exploit (to be well mentioned
Next Morn by Lines, giv'n near her Cousin's Bed)
Th' whole World should near pursue, from Flight debar;
Lest th' Aunt, or Father (known) caus'd stormy Jar,
Till He enjoy'd more clear, contentful Mind.
Mean while conjur'd, She'd drink that Rare-design'd,
Choice Cordial there, whose Virtue Sovereign
Would breed new Spirits, revive both Heart and Brain,
For th' matchless Work at hand: Of Meaner Pow'r
Sh' had proved some, but beg'd t'observe his hour.
Next Morn by Nine, her usual Hour to Rise,
Should tell her Maid, in Trundle-Bed that lies,
Her watchful Night, till th' Hour Eleven (as ghest)
She'd fain enjoy some cheerful slumb'ring rest.
Eleven come, through Thirst distemper'd shew;
Send down for Drink, Silk, Sizars, left below,
Which She should use; Maid gone, the Chamber free,
Step then to th' Closet strait most hastily,
Drink all that Potion off, the empty Glass
Throvvn through that Window there, vvild, bushy, place,
Lest found above, some thoughts of Close combining,
Her body strait to th' Bed again resigning,
'Twould sudden, Short refreshing slumber breed:
Tho pray'd, conjur'd, as Lov'd their Lives indeed,
That Scroul o're-Night i'th' Closet should be burn'd,
Each part o'th' Plot that way to Cinders turn'd.
The same he warn'd vvithall (that Caution-store)
In those first Lines, by Her perform'd before.
Should tell her Maid, in Trundle-Bed that lies,
Her watchful Night, till th' Hour Eleven (as ghest)
She'd fain enjoy some cheerful slumb'ring rest.
Eleven come, through Thirst distemper'd shew;
Send down for Drink, Silk, Sizars, left below,
Which She should use; Maid gone, the Chamber free,
Step then to th' Closet strait most hastily,
Drink all that Potion off, the empty Glass
Throvvn through that Window there, vvild, bushy, place,
Lest found above, some thoughts of Close combining,
Her body strait to th' Bed again resigning,
'Twould sudden, Short refreshing slumber breed:
Tho pray'd, conjur'd, as Lov'd their Lives indeed,
That Scroul o're-Night i'th' Closet should be burn'd,
Each part o'th' Plot that way to Cinders turn'd.
The same he warn'd vvithall (that Caution-store)
In those first Lines, by Her perform'd before.
Thus far 't was manag'd vvell, good hopeful Ground:
Next young Silvander's heart he cheer'd, which found
Want Cordial too, since seemed to endure
Strange doubtful Wrack: injoyn'd, he should procure
False Hair and Beard for Each of them, anon,
His further Lover's Task should then be known.
Next young Silvander's heart he cheer'd, which found
Want Cordial too, since seemed to endure
Strange doubtful Wrack: injoyn'd, he should procure
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His further Lover's Task should then be known.
Next Morn by Nine
Fontana told the Maid
Her Watchful Chance, great want of Sleep she said,
Would till Eleven's Hour still keep her Bed.
That time being come, Feign'd Thirst, distemper bred,
Sent down for Drink, her Sizars, Silk below;
Drank Potion strait, each Rule observing so
To th' Bed again: Well Couched there e're long
Thick Vapours Fog seem'd to o're-cloud and throng
(Sense lost) her stifled Brain; as 't were Congeal'd;
Limbs stretched forth, whilst Sable Darkness seal'd,
Clos'd up her Eyes; no Blood in Cheeks was seen:
Thus shew'd Death's pale, tho fair-Complexion'd Queen.
That Wench return'd with ling'ring Foot to th' Door,
(Since partly hid by th' Lady Night before
Both Sizars, Silk) unlock'd, drawn near the Bed,
Made sudden Start, since thought Fontana Dead.
Call'd up in haste her Aunt, the Doctor then,
Fair Corps beheld, like Picture handsome Scene
Of Humane Frailty 't was; full view display'd:
Sad, troubled Glance, Brest struck withall, He said,
Clear Symtoms, signs of that Disease were found,
Which doth the Vital Spirits, Parts surround
With Present Death: Ask'd then, Did She complain
Of watchful Head: next, felt as drowsy Brain?
Yes, spoke the Wench: If crav'd not Drink, requires;
O, much; She cry'd; That shew'd it's Venome, Fires,
He strait conjoyn'd; perswades her Aunt howe're
She should till Nine at Night ly couched there,
Furnish'd with Shroud; which would inform, how Strong
Those deadly Bands; tho afterward (least wrong
To th' Living found) Inter'd without Demur,
Because that secret Poyson, lodg'd in Her,
Would by that Hour in Fumes break forth, Exhale:
Which th' Aunt approv'd, scarce seem'd to mourn, Bewail
(Stout harder Heart) tho lost Transcendent Niece,
Whose Death might claim th' o're-flowing Tears of Greece.
Her Watchful Chance, great want of Sleep she said,
Would till Eleven's Hour still keep her Bed.
That time being come, Feign'd Thirst, distemper bred,
Sent down for Drink, her Sizars, Silk below;
Drank Potion strait, each Rule observing so
To th' Bed again: Well Couched there e're long
Thick Vapours Fog seem'd to o're-cloud and throng
(Sense lost) her stifled Brain; as 't were Congeal'd;
Limbs stretched forth, whilst Sable Darkness seal'd,
Clos'd up her Eyes; no Blood in Cheeks was seen:
Thus shew'd Death's pale, tho fair-Complexion'd Queen.
That Wench return'd with ling'ring Foot to th' Door,
(Since partly hid by th' Lady Night before
Both Sizars, Silk) unlock'd, drawn near the Bed,
Made sudden Start, since thought Fontana Dead.
Call'd up in haste her Aunt, the Doctor then,
Fair Corps beheld, like Picture handsome Scene
Of Humane Frailty 't was; full view display'd:
Sad, troubled Glance, Brest struck withall, He said,
Clear Symtoms, signs of that Disease were found,
Which doth the Vital Spirits, Parts surround
With Present Death: Ask'd then, Did She complain
Of watchful Head: next, felt as drowsy Brain?
Yes, spoke the Wench: If crav'd not Drink, requires;
O, much; She cry'd; That shew'd it's Venome, Fires,
He strait conjoyn'd; perswades her Aunt howe're
She should till Nine at Night ly couched there,
Furnish'd with Shroud; which would inform, how Strong
Those deadly Bands; tho afterward (least wrong
To th' Living found) Inter'd without Demur,
Because that secret Poyson, lodg'd in Her,
Would by that Hour in Fumes break forth, Exhale:
Which th' Aunt approv'd, scarce seem'd to mourn, Bewail
(Stout harder Heart) tho lost Transcendent Niece,
Whose Death might claim th' o're-flowing Tears of Greece.
And thus e're long Fontana
Shroud did wear,
As lay in Bed, by Wench performed there;
Choice Landry-Maid; who on her Fingers spying
Two Dimon-Rings (which through sad Care less eying
Were worn that Night, Each worth some forty pound)
By th' Sheets conceal'd, as tho great Portion found,
Long'd for the Prize; strait hid them with her Hand,
Some others near, but Next at her Command:
Then closely strain'd to pluck Them off, altho
The Flesh being partly swell'd, Prevented so.
Joyners sent for, fit Coffin to provide,
Took measure for't, fair Clasps bespoke beside.
The Doctor strait walk'd to Sylvander then,
Need not false Hairs and Beards bespeak agen,
Found ready th' are; view'd also Coffin there,
Which wish'd Him former Even bespeak howe're:
Fair-clasp'd, Fontana 's size, near fill'd vvith Mold,
('Tvvas meant for Mirth, conceit, the Workman told,
Done so to th' Hand) bar'd asking vvhy, Wherefore,
Silvander's self; 'tvvas all o'th Loving score.
As lay in Bed, by Wench performed there;
Choice Landry-Maid; who on her Fingers spying
Two Dimon-Rings (which through sad Care less eying
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By th' Sheets conceal'd, as tho great Portion found,
Long'd for the Prize; strait hid them with her Hand,
Some others near, but Next at her Command:
Then closely strain'd to pluck Them off, altho
The Flesh being partly swell'd, Prevented so.
Joyners sent for, fit Coffin to provide,
Took measure for't, fair Clasps bespoke beside.
The Doctor strait walk'd to Sylvander then,
Need not false Hairs and Beards bespeak agen,
Found ready th' are; view'd also Coffin there,
Which wish'd Him former Even bespeak howe're:
Fair-clasp'd, Fontana 's size, near fill'd vvith Mold,
('Tvvas meant for Mirth, conceit, the Workman told,
Done so to th' Hand) bar'd asking vvhy, Wherefore,
Silvander's self; 'tvvas all o'th Loving score.
Novv, e're Eleven that very Night, disguis'd,
False Hair and Beard (same brought for Him) Advis'd,
Worn longer Cloak, from's Garden-lodging trace
Built midst the Wall apart (Fine lonely Place,
Like Summer-room) to th' joyned Fields one Door;
Which Fields the Countess Garden lay before,
That's Postern Gate, short Walk (each Chance excell'd)
View'd strait by Him, thick Bushes near beheld:
Reach those for sculking Shrowd, that coffin bearing,
When Whistle heard, next, savv himself appearing,
(Which vvould be about Twelve, He might be sure,
Things deeply vveigh'd, then thought most safe, secure)
March vvith the same to th' Door, small Task behind,
E're long enjoy that Wish'd-for Gem design'd;
False Hair and Beard (same brought for Him) Advis'd,
Worn longer Cloak, from's Garden-lodging trace
Built midst the Wall apart (Fine lonely Place,
Like Summer-room) to th' joyned Fields one Door;
Which Fields the Countess Garden lay before,
That's Postern Gate, short Walk (each Chance excell'd)
View'd strait by Him, thick Bushes near beheld:
Reach those for sculking Shrowd, that coffin bearing,
When Whistle heard, next, savv himself appearing,
(Which vvould be about Twelve, He might be sure,
Things deeply vveigh'd, then thought most safe, secure)
March vvith the same to th' Door, small Task behind,
E're long enjoy that Wish'd-for Gem design'd;
When Nine at Night, vvhich made it full Ten hours,
No sign i'th' Corps perceiv'd of Living Pow'rs;
The Lady thus, being coffin'd then in haste,
Small Fun'ral-Pomp, tho certain Torches, cast
Sad, mournful Flames, some Weeping Houshold-Eyes,
Was carry'd dovvn to th' Garden-Vault, vvhich lies
'Mongst Shades, reserv'd; but near the Postern-door
Where joyn'd to th' Earl's large coffin'd Corps. (no more)
So left by All, Night's darkest curtains spread,
Lodg'd in that Doleful Chamber of the Dead.
No sign i'th' Corps perceiv'd of Living Pow'rs;
The Lady thus, being coffin'd then in haste,
Small Fun'ral-Pomp, tho certain Torches, cast
Sad, mournful Flames, some Weeping Houshold-Eyes,
Was carry'd dovvn to th' Garden-Vault, vvhich lies
'Mongst Shades, reserv'd; but near the Postern-door
Where joyn'd to th' Earl's large coffin'd Corps. (no more)
So left by All, Night's darkest curtains spread,
Lodg'd in that Doleful Chamber of the Dead.
When past Eleven half-hour, that Wench fore-nam'd,
Whose greedy Brest those Dimon-Rings inflam'd,
Stole down, Dark Lanthorn got, through Walks about
To th' Postern-Door, where Key (thereof no doubt)
Lest ready was; Convenient each Day
For th' Doctor's Use, when Bui'sness call'd that Way;
(Might go, return all Hours, if case requir'd;
Next, had Back-Door to th' Garden, as wish'd, Desir'd)
Tho seldom stay'd beyond Ten's Hour at Night:
Lets in her Rogue-sweet-heart by small Star-light,
From broken, old Cot, before the Doctor came,
Brought Coffin with fair Clasps, like th' Other's Frame,
(Done by his Wenche's Rules) fill'd near with Mold.
For, size observ'd, She left (feign'd Buis'ness told)
The Corps in Bed, with Ring's concealed Treasure,
Inform'd that Rogue, at hand, her Will and Pleasure,
So back to th' Place again: Both Rings howe're
Felt safe by stealth, when lodg'd i'th' Coffin there.
Whose greedy Brest those Dimon-Rings inflam'd,
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To th' Postern-Door, where Key (thereof no doubt)
Lest ready was; Convenient each Day
For th' Doctor's Use, when Bui'sness call'd that Way;
(Might go, return all Hours, if case requir'd;
Next, had Back-Door to th' Garden, as wish'd, Desir'd)
Tho seldom stay'd beyond Ten's Hour at Night:
Lets in her Rogue-sweet-heart by small Star-light,
From broken, old Cot, before the Doctor came,
Brought Coffin with fair Clasps, like th' Other's Frame,
(Done by his Wenche's Rules) fill'd near with Mold.
For, size observ'd, She left (feign'd Buis'ness told)
The Corps in Bed, with Ring's concealed Treasure,
Inform'd that Rogue, at hand, her Will and Pleasure,
So back to th' Place again: Both Rings howe're
Felt safe by stealth, when lodg'd i'th' Coffin there.
Being enter'd thus, they marched Gloomy way
To th' joyning Vault, where down by th' Earl did lay
His cheating Box, and took up for his Own
Clermanthe's Coffin strait, near th' Earl's, well known:
Hugg'd under th' Arm walk'd forth the Garden-Door,
Lock'd by that Jade: Those Busnes (Path before)
Too nigh for th' Opening Noise, concluded Plot,
He cross'd the Fields to th' same old, broken Cot.
His precious Load cast down withall, began
To break, unclasp, those mention'd Rings t'obtain;
Or Fingers crop'd if sullen stay'd behind:
Corps thrown i'th' River there, moist Tomb design'd.
To th' joyning Vault, where down by th' Earl did lay
His cheating Box, and took up for his Own
Clermanthe's Coffin strait, near th' Earl's, well known:
Hugg'd under th' Arm walk'd forth the Garden-Door,
Lock'd by that Jade: Those Busnes (Path before)
Too nigh for th' Opening Noise, concluded Plot,
He cross'd the Fields to th' same old, broken Cot.
His precious Load cast down withall, began
To break, unclasp, those mention'd Rings t'obtain;
Or Fingers crop'd if sullen stay'd behind:
Corps thrown i'th' River there, moist Tomb design'd.
That Landress (left those Garden-shades) quite gone,
Three quarters past Eleven, time fix't upon,
Vordes Himself (thus far thought pleasing Chance,
Exactly poiz'd each needful Circumstance)
Dark Lanthorn took, stole down to th' Postern-door,
Where, tho observ'd, might walking seem (no more)
His Use sometimes, Garden then clear descry'd,
Next, Fields conjoyn'd; hair, Beard clap'd on beside:
He whistled strait: when Rouz'd Silvander there
Did from that Thick Disguised all appear,
Coffin, Cloak-spread, march'd up to th' Postern so:
Door lock'd again, after his Friend did Go,
(Like stout convoy) through Trees, as meant to tread
Some Maze of Death; till Vault they entered.
Three quarters past Eleven, time fix't upon,
Vordes Himself (thus far thought pleasing Chance,
Exactly poiz'd each needful Circumstance)
Dark Lanthorn took, stole down to th' Postern-door,
Where, tho observ'd, might walking seem (no more)
His Use sometimes, Garden then clear descry'd,
Next, Fields conjoyn'd; hair, Beard clap'd on beside:
He whistled strait: when Rouz'd Silvander there
Did from that Thick Disguised all appear,
Coffin, Cloak-spread, march'd up to th' Postern so:
Door lock'd again, after his Friend did Go,
(Like stout convoy) through Trees, as meant to tread
Some Maze of Death; till Vault they entered.
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Silvander sigh'd, strait Gazing wildly round
Where sweet, Belov'd Fontana should be found.
So down with that False Load, did Vordes say,
Take up the True, and help to bear away
Your Mistress there; shewn th' other Coffin then,
Ay, me! conjoyn'd Silvander strait agen,
And have I found Dead Mistriss Corps descry'd?
No, no, She lives, She Breathes (VORDES reply'd)
Quick, take Her up. My sad presaging Soul!
Spoke th' Amorous Youth: Those fonder Thoughts controul
(Said VORDES) joyn, let's bear her strait from hence.
Thus grasp'd by Either's side, through Trees from thence
Their new, False Coffin's born i'th' Garden-dore
(Free way for th' House) Key left as us'd before.
Where sweet, Belov'd Fontana should be found.
So down with that False Load, did Vordes say,
Take up the True, and help to bear away
Your Mistress there; shewn th' other Coffin then,
Ay, me! conjoyn'd Silvander strait agen,
And have I found Dead Mistriss Corps descry'd?
No, no, She lives, She Breathes (VORDES reply'd)
Quick, take Her up. My sad presaging Soul!
Spoke th' Amorous Youth: Those fonder Thoughts controul
(Said VORDES) joyn, let's bear her strait from hence.
Thus grasp'd by Either's side, through Trees from thence
Their new, False Coffin's born i'th' Garden-dore
(Free way for th' House) Key left as us'd before.
Ent'ring the Field, Cloaks spread, the right Path-way
Thought less Reserv'd, They cross'd the same, did stray
Further about; could turn at last, advance
To th' Garden room. Thus, near they walk'd by chance
Th' old, Broken Cot; which by that Rogue descry'd,
Just then prepar'd her Fingers to divide
From th' dainty Hand, since could not from those Rings:
Still fast, unmov'd; Both thought through Guilty stings,
Pursuer-like, come from the Garden-part,
Throat-cutting Thieves at least; with fearful start
Forth madly ran, left Corps and Prize behind;
Part view'd through the Open Wall with Whiteness shin'd;
Since Glance did cause the strangeness of the Action,
VORDES look'd in therefore for Satisfaction.
Thought less Reserv'd, They cross'd the same, did stray
Further about; could turn at last, advance
To th' Garden room. Thus, near they walk'd by chance
Th' old, Broken Cot; which by that Rogue descry'd,
Just then prepar'd her Fingers to divide
From th' dainty Hand, since could not from those Rings:
Still fast, unmov'd; Both thought through Guilty stings,
Pursuer-like, come from the Garden-part,
Throat-cutting Thieves at least; with fearful start
Forth madly ran, left Corps and Prize behind;
Part view'd through the Open Wall with Whiteness shin'd;
Since Glance did cause the strangeness of the Action,
VORDES look'd in therefore for Satisfaction.
The Rogue far fled, through Candle-beams display'd,
Amazed saw where True FONTANA laid.
Good Heav'ns (said he) Both cheated are, abus'd,
Here lyes Fontana Naked. Dire chance (Soul-bruis'd,
Silvander spoke) Alas! And is this She?
True Dead Corps now shews murther'd, slain I see:
Kneled, Kiss'd her there. No, no, She Breaths (said then
Vordes o're-whelm'd, sad galled Heart, agen,
Confounded Thoughts) 'tis only a deep Trance
I cast her in; be cheer'd. With nimble Glance
The Body mark'd, no Wound nor Bruise espy'd;
When strait withall those Dimon-Rings descry'd,
Much rais'd, Rejoyced Man; observe, behold,
Griev'd Youth, (conjoyn'd) those tempting Gems and Gold
Which caus'd this stealth; some Shrouder's information
That Rogue imploy'd for Change (clear Demonstration)
They stuck so Fast: let's bear Her hence, Depart.
Silvander there; If found Dead Corps Thou art,
I shall not long out-live thee (Fairest Bride)
Nor mine own Joy. Sh' has not least Harm (reply'd
Vordes again) and who but mad, Distracted
Would wound a Corps, which Living Wrong ne're acted?
June's Month 'tis (last) for Warmth: that Drowsy Potion
I've us'd before. Thus, clos'd with Hasty motion
Her Coffin's Top; then th' Other nimbly broke,
Lest Jealous Thoughts next Morn might cause, provoke
(Fit Tools for breaking Her's had Vordes brought,
When reach'd their Room) Planks taken tho, since thought
To Burn all there, th' Earth scatter'd on the Ground.
This said He more; That Drink, prime, rare Compound,
Others have Try'd on Beg'd, condemned Men;
Known Parties All; my Self so us'd it then.
Forwards They march'd, then, turning Both strait way,
Did cross that Path, to th' Garden-room convey.
Amazed saw where True FONTANA laid.
Good Heav'ns (said he) Both cheated are, abus'd,
Here lyes Fontana Naked. Dire chance (Soul-bruis'd,
Silvander spoke) Alas! And is this She?
True Dead Corps now shews murther'd, slain I see:
Kneled, Kiss'd her there. No, no, She Breaths (said then
Vordes o're-whelm'd, sad galled Heart, agen,
Confounded Thoughts) 'tis only a deep Trance
I cast her in; be cheer'd. With nimble Glance
The Body mark'd, no Wound nor Bruise espy'd;
When strait withall those Dimon-Rings descry'd,
Much rais'd, Rejoyced Man; observe, behold,
Griev'd Youth, (conjoyn'd) those tempting Gems and Gold
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That Rogue imploy'd for Change (clear Demonstration)
They stuck so Fast: let's bear Her hence, Depart.
Silvander there; If found Dead Corps Thou art,
I shall not long out-live thee (Fairest Bride)
Nor mine own Joy. Sh' has not least Harm (reply'd
Vordes again) and who but mad, Distracted
Would wound a Corps, which Living Wrong ne're acted?
June's Month 'tis (last) for Warmth: that Drowsy Potion
I've us'd before. Thus, clos'd with Hasty motion
Her Coffin's Top; then th' Other nimbly broke,
Lest Jealous Thoughts next Morn might cause, provoke
(Fit Tools for breaking Her's had Vordes brought,
When reach'd their Room) Planks taken tho, since thought
To Burn all there, th' Earth scatter'd on the Ground.
This said He more; That Drink, prime, rare Compound,
Others have Try'd on Beg'd, condemned Men;
Known Parties All; my Self so us'd it then.
Forwards They march'd, then, turning Both strait way,
Did cross that Path, to th' Garden-room convey.
Arriving there, She Shrouded vvas agen
In soft, warm Bed, no Bruise; Silvander then,
At dismal Sight! Death's mournful Draught! exclaim'd;
Said Vordes strait; 'Tis through that Drink fore-nam'd,
She sleeps alone; in Heav'n and Art confide;
Done hour and half She'll surely Wake beside.
Then please thy Sence with all her Charming Graces.
O Heav'n! the Lover joyn'd, What Wrack surpasses
My Torment, Fears? so long? That needs not neither
(Vordes again) this Frost, strange Cloudy Weather
My Art can sooner Thaw, like Fog dispell;
Then, Fifteen hours, Nature would clear't as well.
In soft, warm Bed, no Bruise; Silvander then,
At dismal Sight! Death's mournful Draught! exclaim'd;
Said Vordes strait; 'Tis through that Drink fore-nam'd,
She sleeps alone; in Heav'n and Art confide;
Done hour and half She'll surely Wake beside.
Then please thy Sence with all her Charming Graces.
O Heav'n! the Lover joyn'd, What Wrack surpasses
My Torment, Fears? so long? That needs not neither
(Vordes again) this Frost, strange Cloudy Weather
My Art can sooner Thaw, like Fog dispell;
Then, Fifteen hours, Nature would clear't as well.
Thus, Vordes 'nointed, Bath'd vvith povv'rful things
Her Temples oft, strong, Searching Odours brings;
Some burnt in Fume withall beneath her Nose;
After short while good Warmth external grows,
Motion discern'd, each Sence awak'ned there;
And Crimson Blood doth Blossome-like appear.
View'd with grand Joy, She lives; Silvander cry'd;
She Moves, choice Virtue, Beauty else had Dy'd,
With mine own Heart. Imbrac'd her, Kisses then
Did snatch that Rav'nous way (true Lover's Scene)
As tho he would short Life's advantage take,
That dearest Flash, lest soon again forsake:
On modest Cheek to avoid, would thus improve
That living Dream for's hunger-starved Love:
Kisses indeed, whose kindest Larum more
Might waken her at that choice Ruby-Dore.
Her Temples oft, strong, Searching Odours brings;
Some burnt in Fume withall beneath her Nose;
After short while good Warmth external grows,
Motion discern'd, each Sence awak'ned there;
And Crimson Blood doth Blossome-like appear.
View'd with grand Joy, She lives; Silvander cry'd;
She Moves, choice Virtue, Beauty else had Dy'd,
With mine own Heart. Imbrac'd her, Kisses then
Did snatch that Rav'nous way (true Lover's Scene)
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That dearest Flash, lest soon again forsake:
On modest Cheek to avoid, would thus improve
That living Dream for's hunger-starved Love:
Kisses indeed, whose kindest Larum more
Might waken her at that choice Ruby-Dore.
Rous'd gently now, prime former Spring's portray'd
On Lips and Cheeks, new raised so, display'd
From Winter's Tomb, as 'twere; her gallant Eyes
(Life's Morning-break Silvander thought) their Skies
Shin'd forth, unclos'd. O Heav'ns, She strait exprest,
Where am I now? what World! Madam at rest
In th' good, old World, and safe; Vordes reply'd:
Are you not Ghosts then, Shades? she joyn'd beside.
No Ghosts but Men, they answer'd strait; indeed,
Said she again, that Vale of them (if free'd)
I wander'd, pass'd but now; You Vordes there?
Pray, where's Silvander? words like Musick were,
Since seem'd her Tongue, harmonious Voice to sound
His Name in favour forth, that moment Crown'd
Lord of the World; View, Madam, He exprest,
With suit conjoyn'd, Petition-like addrest,
For Pardon if his Love hath least Offended.
Alas! said she, (which gentler Glance attended,
With blushing stream) I thought not you so near,
You have it Sir: As though Translated here
To th' highest Joys, he pass'd from snowy Hand
To th' Coral-lips. When she, Sleep's drowsie band
Hath held me long, conjoyn'd: Vordes reply'd,
'Bove fourteen hours. Where am I brought beside?
(Said she again)—my Aunt—Heav'ns bless me (then)
How strange these Walls appear: the Doctor when,
Smiling conjoyn'd; y'are, Madam, now in th' Arms
And Bed of young Silvander, pow'rful Charms
Against all Spies; far off, Is't possible;
Vordes! said she. Most certain truth, to th' full;
He answered; Sweet Madam, let not that
Displease; conjoyn'd low-bowing Silvander strait,
Love's saucy Crime. It doth not Sir, she said,
But yet the manner how may strangely invade
My wond'ring Thoughts;—What's here, a Winding-sheet!
Dead Woman's Shroud! Ty'd close still at the Feet.
Am I Awake? Know Madam (VORDES told)
Deep Trance did seize your Pow'rs o'th' Brain, unfold
By th' Drink I gave, thought Dead; when nine at Night
Lodg'd in the Vault; e're twelve (us'd Candle-light)
Stoll'n thence by Us, false Coffin laid i'th' Room:
That dreadful Part reserv'd, th' whole Story's sum.
Bless me (said she) Pale Corps conceiv'd, and dead!
Close-Coffin'd too! my chamber lastly, Bed
That doleful Vault! Joy of my Heart, you were:
Silvander said. Dead, or Alive, what-e're
(She joyn'd) methoughts, that lower Field I pass'd
Where Shadows, Ghosts, there gloomy Wood at last.
'Twas well You kept your Trance-exploit conceal'd,
I scarce had ventur'd else. Nor, being Reveal'd,
Best Lady, had my Self (the youth reply'd)
Expos'd you thus, tho through Despairing Dy'd.
On Lips and Cheeks, new raised so, display'd
From Winter's Tomb, as 'twere; her gallant Eyes
(Life's Morning-break Silvander thought) their Skies
Shin'd forth, unclos'd. O Heav'ns, She strait exprest,
Where am I now? what World! Madam at rest
In th' good, old World, and safe; Vordes reply'd:
Are you not Ghosts then, Shades? she joyn'd beside.
No Ghosts but Men, they answer'd strait; indeed,
Said she again, that Vale of them (if free'd)
I wander'd, pass'd but now; You Vordes there?
Pray, where's Silvander? words like Musick were,
Since seem'd her Tongue, harmonious Voice to sound
His Name in favour forth, that moment Crown'd
Lord of the World; View, Madam, He exprest,
With suit conjoyn'd, Petition-like addrest,
For Pardon if his Love hath least Offended.
Alas! said she, (which gentler Glance attended,
With blushing stream) I thought not you so near,
You have it Sir: As though Translated here
To th' highest Joys, he pass'd from snowy Hand
To th' Coral-lips. When she, Sleep's drowsie band
Hath held me long, conjoyn'd: Vordes reply'd,
'Bove fourteen hours. Where am I brought beside?
(Said she again)—my Aunt—Heav'ns bless me (then)
How strange these Walls appear: the Doctor when,
Smiling conjoyn'd; y'are, Madam, now in th' Arms
And Bed of young Silvander, pow'rful Charms
Against all Spies; far off, Is't possible;
Vordes! said she. Most certain truth, to th' full;
He answered; Sweet Madam, let not that
Displease; conjoyn'd low-bowing Silvander strait,
Love's saucy Crime. It doth not Sir, she said,
But yet the manner how may strangely invade
My wond'ring Thoughts;—What's here, a Winding-sheet!
Dead Woman's Shroud! Ty'd close still at the Feet.
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Deep Trance did seize your Pow'rs o'th' Brain, unfold
By th' Drink I gave, thought Dead; when nine at Night
Lodg'd in the Vault; e're twelve (us'd Candle-light)
Stoll'n thence by Us, false Coffin laid i'th' Room:
That dreadful Part reserv'd, th' whole Story's sum.
Bless me (said she) Pale Corps conceiv'd, and dead!
Close-Coffin'd too! my chamber lastly, Bed
That doleful Vault! Joy of my Heart, you were:
Silvander said. Dead, or Alive, what-e're
(She joyn'd) methoughts, that lower Field I pass'd
Where Shadows, Ghosts, there gloomy Wood at last.
'Twas well You kept your Trance-exploit conceal'd,
I scarce had ventur'd else. Nor, being Reveal'd,
Best Lady, had my Self (the youth reply'd)
Expos'd you thus, tho through Despairing Dy'd.
Come Punies, weak (Vordes
conjoyn'd) you are
In Nature's Learned Schools; shun'd harmful Jar,
By this Device you follow may (free Ground)
This gallant Man to's Country Travels-round
Th' whole Grecian World; since Number'd with the Dead:
My Self too safe, secure, unquestioned.
In Nature's Learned Schools; shun'd harmful Jar,
By this Device you follow may (free Ground)
This gallant Man to's Country Travels-round
Th' whole Grecian World; since Number'd with the Dead:
My Self too safe, secure, unquestioned.
When, gentle Glance, with blushing Smile display'd,
She joyn'd; The Gods indeed have both convey'd
Strangely together thus (All pow'rfull, wise)
What ever else may Prove. To whom replies
Silvander strait; 'Tis in your Sov'reign Pow'r,
Dear, Sweetest Madam, now, this happy hour
Like Heav'n's Voice, to close up all for Me
In Blessedness. Her answer soft and free;
Since both conjoyn'd have Manag'd things thus far,
Way Prosperous, I shall not least Debar,
Your Choice oppose. In thoughts Exalted when,
Dear Madam, said the Youth, be pleased then
To Seal that Grant, confirmed by a Kiss.
Which Point Allow'd, He reap'd that single Bliss
Ten, twelve times o're. With Scarlet Blush said she;
You cannot charge, I hope, my Modesty
Now after all, your Selves since caused these
Strange, Naked Postures. On our bended Knees,
Best Madam (joyn'd Silvander) We should rather
Implore your Pardon for't. Like Cheerful Father
(Said Vordes then) to both; Neglect, despise
Such squeamish Toys, too formal Niceties
'Tween Love, conjoyned Hearts; I hope e're-long,
Madam, 'twill prove your Marriage-Bed, no wrong.
She joyn'd; The Gods indeed have both convey'd
Strangely together thus (All pow'rfull, wise)
What ever else may Prove. To whom replies
Silvander strait; 'Tis in your Sov'reign Pow'r,
Dear, Sweetest Madam, now, this happy hour
Like Heav'n's Voice, to close up all for Me
In Blessedness. Her answer soft and free;
Since both conjoyn'd have Manag'd things thus far,
Way Prosperous, I shall not least Debar,
Your Choice oppose. In thoughts Exalted when,
Dear Madam, said the Youth, be pleased then
To Seal that Grant, confirmed by a Kiss.
Which Point Allow'd, He reap'd that single Bliss
Ten, twelve times o're. With Scarlet Blush said she;
You cannot charge, I hope, my Modesty
Now after all, your Selves since caused these
Strange, Naked Postures. On our bended Knees,
Best Madam (joyn'd Silvander) We should rather
Implore your Pardon for't. Like Cheerful Father
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Such squeamish Toys, too formal Niceties
'Tween Love, conjoyned Hearts; I hope e're-long,
Madam, 'twill prove your Marriage-Bed, no wrong.
Till Five next Morn
Vordes remained there,
When both the Lovers well Acquainted were
Fit Task perform'd from Candle's Light (there found
Tinder if need) whence Flames did soon surround
Those Coffin-planks, lest th' Houshould-wench admir'd
Making their Bed. These sev'ral hours expir'd,
Madam, he said, I shall for shorter space
Now leave you both. Which words exprest, Alas!
And will You leave Me thus? then strait reply'd
Fontana sad: There stands (said he) descry'd
Your Noble Guard; believe that Character
I wrot of him (When joyn'd Petitioner
Silvander too for Gracious confidence)
'Twas best, He said, that hour withdraw from thence
To's Chamber unseen, some Doses Physical
Her Cousin should by sev'n receive withall:
E're th' hour of Eight He would Attend her there;
When they'd Provide for needful Things to wear.
Priest, last, took Order for, to joyn their Hands
(Silvander's Task) in formal Marriage-bands.
Mean while with Chast Delight th' enamour'd Pair
Did melt those pleasing Hours, Things new and rare,
Love-dainties thought by Both though well might shew
Through former Fear advanc'd, more Height'ned so.
Night's gentle shades o're-past, the fainter Dawn
Next Glimmering, now, Golden Charet drawn,
Forth Rode the Sun; did Morning-Beams display;
SILVANDER when, conjoyn'd her Beauteous Ray,
His Mistress clasp'd, o're-joy'd (as stranger sweet)
In Death's large Smock, or dismal Winding-sheet;
Like Corps Reviv'd: Possession gain'd from thence,
In his own Bed, of Virgin-excellence.
Vordes Return'd, which time by All Agreed,
Silvander should (since least Observ'd) with speed
Go for silk Gowns, some ready made, Fine, spruce;
Linnen conjoyn'd; what-e're for Present use
By th' Sales-men brought; Her Self both Heart and Brain
Next Night Compose with Nature's Rest again,
Silvander
on the Bed: 'twas wholsome way
Needful for both; next Morn their Marriage Day.
Silvander's Part discharg'd in no long time,
Vievv'd Choice of all; Two near-siz'd Gowns, the Prime
Fontana chose, Conceal'd, since view'd them there
I'th' Bed-chamber; nor Vordes would appear.
When both the Lovers well Acquainted were
Fit Task perform'd from Candle's Light (there found
Tinder if need) whence Flames did soon surround
Those Coffin-planks, lest th' Houshould-wench admir'd
Making their Bed. These sev'ral hours expir'd,
Madam, he said, I shall for shorter space
Now leave you both. Which words exprest, Alas!
And will You leave Me thus? then strait reply'd
Fontana sad: There stands (said he) descry'd
Your Noble Guard; believe that Character
I wrot of him (When joyn'd Petitioner
Silvander too for Gracious confidence)
'Twas best, He said, that hour withdraw from thence
To's Chamber unseen, some Doses Physical
Her Cousin should by sev'n receive withall:
E're th' hour of Eight He would Attend her there;
When they'd Provide for needful Things to wear.
Priest, last, took Order for, to joyn their Hands
(Silvander's Task) in formal Marriage-bands.
Mean while with Chast Delight th' enamour'd Pair
Did melt those pleasing Hours, Things new and rare,
Love-dainties thought by Both though well might shew
Through former Fear advanc'd, more Height'ned so.
Night's gentle shades o're-past, the fainter Dawn
Next Glimmering, now, Golden Charet drawn,
Forth Rode the Sun; did Morning-Beams display;
SILVANDER when, conjoyn'd her Beauteous Ray,
His Mistress clasp'd, o're-joy'd (as stranger sweet)
In Death's large Smock, or dismal Winding-sheet;
Like Corps Reviv'd: Possession gain'd from thence,
In his own Bed, of Virgin-excellence.
Vordes Return'd, which time by All Agreed,
Silvander should (since least Observ'd) with speed
Go for silk Gowns, some ready made, Fine, spruce;
Linnen conjoyn'd; what-e're for Present use
By th' Sales-men brought; Her Self both Heart and Brain
Next Night Compose with Nature's Rest again,
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Needful for both; next Morn their Marriage Day.
Silvander's Part discharg'd in no long time,
Vievv'd Choice of all; Two near-siz'd Gowns, the Prime
Fontana chose, Conceal'd, since view'd them there
I'th' Bed-chamber; nor Vordes would appear.
Refresh'd that Night, spruce was next Morn the Bride,
Their Priest at hand for Marriage-part comply'd;
The Lady Veil'd, Vordes did Witness shew,
False Hair and Beard, prov'd much transformed so.
Fontana found that Night (less fear of Harms)
New burial, Trance in brave Silvander's Arms.
Next day by twelve 'twas thought best to be Gone,
Since She was forc'd for Maid o'th' House alone
Still to be Veil'd, when came to make their Bed;
With Hackney-Coach four Horses furnished
(No Man that time t'Observe) all things Compleat,
They Pranced down to Gallant Country-seat,
With Doctor first exchanged, Kind Farewel.
The Lady there did with much Honour dwell,
Far off large Plenty too; her Aunt being Dead,
Times chang'd great MANTINEA Visited:
To th' Brother here, eight Miles from thence disclos'd,
Long Guest withall; joyn'd in that Mask compos'd
For Dancing part, tho from the Prince conceal'd:
When That vvas done, vvith Wonder, Joy reveal'd.
Their Story thus Both did hovv-e're Advance,
Frame for the Best; That through Lethargick Trance
Judg'd long time Dead (Vordes not named tho)
She Coffin'd was, lodg'd in the Vault belovv,
By th' Rascal stoll'n at Night, some Shrouder's friend,
Her Di'mond-Rings conceiv'd their greedy End:
Tho ran from all, Silvander passing by
Th' old broken Cot; vvho strait most carefully,
Thinking her Noble born, perchance not Dead
Some Signs of Life, convey'd her to his Bed,
Where soon she Wak'd, restor'd his fervent Love,
Choice Worth conjoyn'd did Marriage-motives prove;
For Life ingaged (last) that strongest ground,
Sh' had surely else by th' Rascal there been Drown'd.
Stoll'n Match, conceal'd, since Rank so far beneath
Might more disturb the Prince than Nat'ral Death,
Till Times were chang'd, his Temper both as now,
When they could all Disclose, more cheerful Brow.
Their Priest at hand for Marriage-part comply'd;
The Lady Veil'd, Vordes did Witness shew,
False Hair and Beard, prov'd much transformed so.
Fontana found that Night (less fear of Harms)
New burial, Trance in brave Silvander's Arms.
Next day by twelve 'twas thought best to be Gone,
Since She was forc'd for Maid o'th' House alone
Still to be Veil'd, when came to make their Bed;
With Hackney-Coach four Horses furnished
(No Man that time t'Observe) all things Compleat,
They Pranced down to Gallant Country-seat,
With Doctor first exchanged, Kind Farewel.
The Lady there did with much Honour dwell,
Far off large Plenty too; her Aunt being Dead,
Times chang'd great MANTINEA Visited:
To th' Brother here, eight Miles from thence disclos'd,
Long Guest withall; joyn'd in that Mask compos'd
For Dancing part, tho from the Prince conceal'd:
When That vvas done, vvith Wonder, Joy reveal'd.
Their Story thus Both did hovv-e're Advance,
Frame for the Best; That through Lethargick Trance
Judg'd long time Dead (Vordes not named tho)
She Coffin'd was, lodg'd in the Vault belovv,
By th' Rascal stoll'n at Night, some Shrouder's friend,
Her Di'mond-Rings conceiv'd their greedy End:
Tho ran from all, Silvander passing by
Th' old broken Cot; vvho strait most carefully,
Thinking her Noble born, perchance not Dead
Some Signs of Life, convey'd her to his Bed,
Where soon she Wak'd, restor'd his fervent Love,
Choice Worth conjoyn'd did Marriage-motives prove;
For Life ingaged (last) that strongest ground,
Sh' had surely else by th' Rascal there been Drown'd.
Stoll'n Match, conceal'd, since Rank so far beneath
Might more disturb the Prince than Nat'ral Death,
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When they could all Disclose, more cheerful Brow.
Sev'n Days dissolv'd, ORONTES rode to Court,
His Wife, young Marri'd Pairs in gallant sort,
Verdorus too; the Prince's Wedding Feast
Then Solemniz'd, much Royal Pomp exprest,
Which we o're-pass: the Brides-groom, Beauteous Bride
Midst of the Board, some space reserv'd, descry'd,
Then Lords and Ladies round: at upper one
The King din'd there, like to Himself, Alone.
His Wife, young Marri'd Pairs in gallant sort,
Verdorus too; the Prince's Wedding Feast
Then Solemniz'd, much Royal Pomp exprest,
Which we o're-pass: the Brides-groom, Beauteous Bride
Midst of the Board, some space reserv'd, descry'd,
Then Lords and Ladies round: at upper one
The King din'd there, like to Himself, Alone.
The King that Day did offer second time
Orontes Pow'r of General, those prime
Late Dignities which He accepted then;
As with th' old King, choice Favourite agen;
Silvander coyn'd an Earl, was Honour'd more,
Great Place confer'd; found Portion's wealthy Store.
Grand Tilting past, like Brides-groom, Bride combin'd,
Prince, Princess fair, they left to Bed resign'd.
Next Day they saw choice, Gallant Shows presented,
Dancing at Night their Pleasure well Augmented.
Orontes Pow'r of General, those prime
Late Dignities which He accepted then;
As with th' old King, choice Favourite agen;
Silvander coyn'd an Earl, was Honour'd more,
Great Place confer'd; found Portion's wealthy Store.
Grand Tilting past, like Brides-groom, Bride combin'd,
Prince, Princess fair, they left to Bed resign'd.
Next Day they saw choice, Gallant Shows presented,
Dancing at Night their Pleasure well Augmented.
We shall not here 'mongst Persons of great Style,
Those Shepherdesses Two of Birth Gentile,
Slight or forget, much Handsome Both proclaim'd;
PHILAURA and MERDONE also nam'd:
Either by th' Prince Orsamnes choice propos'd;
Sad Mourners found his Travel, when disclos'd.
Nor Pastor-Youths well-born, term'd Either's Lover,
Whose Fathers All (we did before discover)
Turn'd Pastor's like the Prince; joyn'd loss, Disgraces;
Till now Restor'd unto their Former Places,
Held under Him (as Time, Example led)
From Rural Grange the chief Town visited:
The Prince with Joy Congratulate, their Friend.
ORSAMNES where these Lines did also send
To Either Girl 'bout that Departing Action,
In Noble Way; gave Formal Satisfaction.
Those Shepherdesses Two of Birth Gentile,
Slight or forget, much Handsome Both proclaim'd;
PHILAURA and MERDONE also nam'd:
Either by th' Prince Orsamnes choice propos'd;
Sad Mourners found his Travel, when disclos'd.
Nor Pastor-Youths well-born, term'd Either's Lover,
Whose Fathers All (we did before discover)
Turn'd Pastor's like the Prince; joyn'd loss, Disgraces;
Till now Restor'd unto their Former Places,
Held under Him (as Time, Example led)
From Rural Grange the chief Town visited:
The Prince with Joy Congratulate, their Friend.
ORSAMNES where these Lines did also send
To Either Girl 'bout that Departing Action,
In Noble Way; gave Formal Satisfaction.
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For the Fair, Gentile, and Highly deserving Maid, PHILAURA.
I Pray , Believe that I not disesteem'dYour Person, Birth, nor Parts, all worthy deem'd;
But then so Young, less strongly was Inclin'd
To th' setled Marriage-Way; discordant Mind
For Pastor's Grange withall; Ordain'd by Fate
Clermanthe (last) my Spouse, conjoyned Mate.
Your Person how-e're shall chastly prized be
Next unto Her's, much lov'd your Memory.
And choice Deserts: remaining still to th' End
(If proved, try'd) your most Regardful Friend,
ORSAMNES.
These Lines did pour in Either's Virgin-brest
Joy's cheerful Balm, through wounding Grief opprest,
Whilst hearty Love conceiv'd disdained, scorn'd;
Tho both with Tears, like drops of Pearl, adorn'd
Each gentle Word, as moist'ned thence should Grow
What kind Love-fruit his Hand did there bestow.
Joyn'd now they are (each thought Conjugal Gem)
To th' constant Youths which suffer'd much for them;
Silvanor whom MONTANUS we did call,
Both born Gentile, of handsomn Parts withall;
Whose Portions fair were lastly Doubled by
The bounteous Prince (might late Regard imply)
Left i'th' Wives pow'r, more Aw'd their Husbands so:
Two Marriage-Days on purpose chosen shew,
Each Partner thus in th' Other's Wedding-feast,
Match'd to their Rank, good, fair Estates at least.
Joy's cheerful Balm, through wounding Grief opprest,
Whilst hearty Love conceiv'd disdained, scorn'd;
Tho both with Tears, like drops of Pearl, adorn'd
Each gentle Word, as moist'ned thence should Grow
What kind Love-fruit his Hand did there bestow.
Joyn'd now they are (each thought Conjugal Gem)
To th' constant Youths which suffer'd much for them;
Silvanor whom MONTANUS we did call,
Both born Gentile, of handsomn Parts withall;
Whose Portions fair were lastly Doubled by
The bounteous Prince (might late Regard imply)
Left i'th' Wives pow'r, more Aw'd their Husbands so:
Two Marriage-Days on purpose chosen shew,
Each Partner thus in th' Other's Wedding-feast,
Match'd to their Rank, good, fair Estates at least.
Nor th' Hermit's love forgot, whose faithful Cell
Did shroud Orsamnes long, Clermanthe well,
Timondes call'd: being Lord, possessor made,
Through his kind means, of all that Land (we said)
False Uncle seiz'd, since Bastard-branch pretended
His Father was; to th' Harmful Heir descended;
That vicious Son, i'th' Forrest lash'd of late
Till much Blood drawn, now Bleeds He in's Estate.
TIMONDES tho was hardly tempted then
From's Hermitage to th' open World agen;
Kiss'd the King's Hand at last, where also seem'd
Much prized for his Grave Discourse, esteem'd.
Nor wanted Heir, since Brother's Son was found
Who manag'd all, deserving thought, Renown'd.
That Cottage-Host preferr'd, Robb'd near Dervan
Of some small cash by th' Troop Laconian.
Did shroud Orsamnes long, Clermanthe well,
Timondes call'd: being Lord, possessor made,
Through his kind means, of all that Land (we said)
False Uncle seiz'd, since Bastard-branch pretended
His Father was; to th' Harmful Heir descended;
That vicious Son, i'th' Forrest lash'd of late
Till much Blood drawn, now Bleeds He in's Estate.
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From's Hermitage to th' open World agen;
Kiss'd the King's Hand at last, where also seem'd
Much prized for his Grave Discourse, esteem'd.
Nor wanted Heir, since Brother's Son was found
Who manag'd all, deserving thought, Renown'd.
That Cottage-Host preferr'd, Robb'd near Dervan
Of some small cash by th' Troop Laconian.
Orontes much, Clarenza now desir'd
To view their Country-House, so long retir'd;
Whose cheerful Guest the Duke Verdorus prov'd,
Young Marry'd Pairs, Thersander, his belov'd;
Large, Court-like Train. 'Twas gallant Princely Seat,
Th' House, Gardens, Park; rich Furniture, compleat.
How Honour'd, Lov'd, Proclaim'd the People's Voice,
Men Shout as tho their King they saw, Rejoyce.
Soon there approach'd his Wedding-day, which He
Did then Observe with Grand Solemnity;
From Conduit Claret falls, some courtly Scene
For plenty State was now beheld agen.
To view their Country-House, so long retir'd;
Whose cheerful Guest the Duke Verdorus prov'd,
Young Marry'd Pairs, Thersander, his belov'd;
Large, Court-like Train. 'Twas gallant Princely Seat,
Th' House, Gardens, Park; rich Furniture, compleat.
How Honour'd, Lov'd, Proclaim'd the People's Voice,
Men Shout as tho their King they saw, Rejoyce.
Soon there approach'd his Wedding-day, which He
Did then Observe with Grand Solemnity;
From Conduit Claret falls, some courtly Scene
For plenty State was now beheld agen.
Eight Weeks dissolv'd, Orsamnes once Distrest.
Mindful became (since loath'd ungrateful Brest)
Now Gladsome Thoughts, who sav'd his Life Redeem'd;
Laconian Prince: for Years Both equal seem'd,
Their Stature too; like-temper'd were for Mind,
Internal worth rare Person's Form combin'd:
Discharged strait that Honour's Point forenam'd,
To which her Gentle Self Clermanthe fram'd.
He Letter by swift Messenger did send,
Where thankful Heart drawn truly forth, thus penn'd.
Mindful became (since loath'd ungrateful Brest)
Now Gladsome Thoughts, who sav'd his Life Redeem'd;
Laconian Prince: for Years Both equal seem'd,
Their Stature too; like-temper'd were for Mind,
Internal worth rare Person's Form combin'd:
Discharged strait that Honour's Point forenam'd,
To which her Gentle Self Clermanthe fram'd.
He Letter by swift Messenger did send,
Where thankful Heart drawn truly forth, thus penn'd.
For the most Renown'd and Excellent Prince of Laconia.
Great Sir, Receive, after Salute from me,My humble Thanks for Life and Liberty?
Since was by You redeem'd, most noble Brest,
Tho Captive-Man still to your self confest;
Excuse conjoyn'd withall, wherefore of late
I left your Men, the Realm; Destructive Fate
Threatned by Thieves, unarm'd for Fight, surprize
I fled their Swords: then rang'd till Dawn did rise:
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My wand'ring Spouse, whose Virgin-beauties were
By th' Lord that Morn for Ravishment ordain'd;
Pursuit might Seize, thus Both to Flight constrain'd.
I still your Servant am, and shall Resign
My Self to You, what Place you shall Design:
This Favour Grant, that I may Number o're
My Verbal Thanks upon that Princely Score,
And your own Person serve; left Dearest Wife,
New-Marry'd, Last, for Him that sav'd my Life.
ORSAMNES.
More Ground for this free Proffer Personal,
Since Peace for Fifteen Years confirm'd withal.
The Prince rejoyc'd Orsamnes scap'd that Danger,
Whom long Deplor'd as Dead, tho Foreign stranger;
Through gentle Love redeem'd for Friend, Comrade
Thought Nobly born, but now Great Duke display'd.
Highly applauds this Gallant Act, that so
He should Resign Himself, when Free did shew,
Captived way; own Heart was Captivated
In Friendship's Bond, that Strain so highly rated.
Wrote nimbly back, made known o'th' other side,
He would not Prove in Honour's Game outvy'd.
Since Peace for Fifteen Years confirm'd withal.
The Prince rejoyc'd Orsamnes scap'd that Danger,
Whom long Deplor'd as Dead, tho Foreign stranger;
Through gentle Love redeem'd for Friend, Comrade
Thought Nobly born, but now Great Duke display'd.
Highly applauds this Gallant Act, that so
He should Resign Himself, when Free did shew,
Captived way; own Heart was Captivated
In Friendship's Bond, that Strain so highly rated.
Wrote nimbly back, made known o'th' other side,
He would not Prove in Honour's Game outvy'd.
For the Most Noble and Renowned Duke, ORSAMNES.
Illustrious Lord, I well may count it oneGrand Happiness to save, preserve (unknown)
Such Gallant Worth, transcendent Rank combin'd;
Whom I for Choice Companion there design'd,
Whilst Your Self pleas'd to stay: your Looks proclaiming
What now You are: and so (place handsome naming)
Shall You Receive, for stronger Friendship's ground,
In mine own Arms near to th' Arcadian Bound,
Joyn'd Hunting sport; if Beauteous Lady shall
Thus far Allow, whose Pardon ask'd withall.
Left free, my Lord, you are, those Bonds expell'd;
As your own Man, no Servant now beheld.
I Challenge You to meet Me, Time and Place;
Next, Grapple there, contend in Love's imbrace.
Prince of Laconia.
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This Joyes advanc'd, well pleas'd Clermanthe shews;
Nor Doubt at first brave Husband so to lose
In Complement; that Prince could scarce be infected
With such vile Mood, discharge (whate're) expected.
Nor Doubt at first brave Husband so to lose
In Complement; that Prince could scarce be infected
With such vile Mood, discharge (whate're) expected.
They met e're long upon the Borders, where
Kind, Friendly'st parts by Both performed were.
That Noble Prince at first (of grand Renown)
Saying, That he would not for Royal Crown,
His Horse had fail'd one Minute's time, in th' end,
When did that Earl Borganes Green ascend.
Orsamnes Words; Death's Slave he then had prov'd,
To th' Prince, now Servant was, High Style, belov'd.
Whom strait the Prince by Word Discharg'd, as Lines,
From that Captiving Bond, all Claim resigns.
Conjoyned too; He was from Feasting Board,
Then call'd in Haste, Mother near Death (restor'd
After howe're) which made him so Neglected,
And left behind; tho choicely else Respected.
Strife thus Appear'd in Gentle Conversation,
Which should Exceed; joyn'd Hunting Recreation.
Kind, Friendly'st parts by Both performed were.
That Noble Prince at first (of grand Renown)
Saying, That he would not for Royal Crown,
His Horse had fail'd one Minute's time, in th' end,
When did that Earl Borganes Green ascend.
Orsamnes Words; Death's Slave he then had prov'd,
To th' Prince, now Servant was, High Style, belov'd.
Whom strait the Prince by Word Discharg'd, as Lines,
From that Captiving Bond, all Claim resigns.
Conjoyned too; He was from Feasting Board,
Then call'd in Haste, Mother near Death (restor'd
After howe're) which made him so Neglected,
And left behind; tho choicely else Respected.
Strife thus Appear'd in Gentle Conversation,
Which should Exceed; joyn'd Hunting Recreation.
Fourth Day thereof, Orsamnes following
The Young Prince near. (Unarm'd, thought needless thing
For th' Hunting Sport, in's own Laconian Bounds)
Through Forest there, most eager after's Hounds;
Orsamnes Arm'd; out-rid, or lost their Train,
They Gallop'd down between Two Pales in vain,
Close, winding Way; to th' Keeper's Lodge the one
Orchard belong'd, to Fish-Ponds large (unknown)
That other Pale: in th' end lock'd Pasture-Gate.
Where being stop'd, the Prince returned strait,
Orsamnes both, through narrow Pound as 'twere:
When prov'd by Four, drawn Swords, Assaulted there.
The Young Prince near. (Unarm'd, thought needless thing
For th' Hunting Sport, in's own Laconian Bounds)
Through Forest there, most eager after's Hounds;
Orsamnes Arm'd; out-rid, or lost their Train,
They Gallop'd down between Two Pales in vain,
Close, winding Way; to th' Keeper's Lodge the one
Orchard belong'd, to Fish-Ponds large (unknown)
That other Pale: in th' end lock'd Pasture-Gate.
Where being stop'd, the Prince returned strait,
Orsamnes both, through narrow Pound as 'twere:
When prov'd by Four, drawn Swords, Assaulted there.
Treason, the Prince cry'd out; Orsamnes when
Ran the First through; the Next, most fiercely then
Thrust at the Prince, the Duke turn'd nimbly tho,
And Pierc'd his Hand, down fell the Sword below;
The Prince leap'd off, and strait snatch'd up the same,
But second thrust from stout Orsamnes came,
Down fell the Man; whilst from the Third receiv'd
Slight hurt Himself, whom strait of Life bereav'd
As due Reward; which by the Fourth espy'd,
He turned back: Orsamnes as Quick-ey'd,
Pursu'd the Rogue; said, Yield, or else th' art Dead;
Who strait obey'd, th' whole Plot discovered:
Ran the First through; the Next, most fiercely then
Thrust at the Prince, the Duke turn'd nimbly tho,
And Pierc'd his Hand, down fell the Sword below;
The Prince leap'd off, and strait snatch'd up the same,
But second thrust from stout Orsamnes came,
Down fell the Man; whilst from the Third receiv'd
Slight hurt Himself, whom strait of Life bereav'd
As due Reward; which by the Fourth espy'd,
He turned back: Orsamnes as Quick-ey'd,
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Who strait obey'd, th' whole Plot discovered:
Hence found the Cause, of those Four Villains, Three
To Man of better Rank and Quality
Did Sons appear; their Sire for great Offence
By th' Prince from Place of gainful Consequence
Discharged prov'd, more Worthy in his room:
Two of them late from Camp returned home,
Left Forein Land; the Third from Travels then;
Grown Strangers All, much vex'd, enraged Men,
Through Father's Loss, this Hunting time they chose,
Of Publick Note, for Vile, Revengeful Close.
The Prince for several Days had traced there,
Well, fleetly Hors'd, but still Prevented were;
Found sever'd thus, great th' Ods, his Death conspir'd,
Next Brother too for Heir to th' Crown desir'd.
Orsamnes thoughts much joy'd th' Event this day,
Well cleared prov'd (by th' Prince confirm'd) same way
From that great Bond, that large obliging score;
Free'd him from Death, Who sav'd Himself before;
Nay thus surpass'd, adventur'd his own Life,
Lost some Blood too in that unequal Strife.
To Man of better Rank and Quality
Did Sons appear; their Sire for great Offence
By th' Prince from Place of gainful Consequence
Discharged prov'd, more Worthy in his room:
Two of them late from Camp returned home,
Left Forein Land; the Third from Travels then;
Grown Strangers All, much vex'd, enraged Men,
Through Father's Loss, this Hunting time they chose,
Of Publick Note, for Vile, Revengeful Close.
The Prince for several Days had traced there,
Well, fleetly Hors'd, but still Prevented were;
Found sever'd thus, great th' Ods, his Death conspir'd,
Next Brother too for Heir to th' Crown desir'd.
Orsamnes thoughts much joy'd th' Event this day,
Well cleared prov'd (by th' Prince confirm'd) same way
From that great Bond, that large obliging score;
Free'd him from Death, Who sav'd Himself before;
Nay thus surpass'd, adventur'd his own Life,
Lost some Blood too in that unequal Strife.
The Prince embrac'd the Duke for Kind Farewel,
Gave Dimon-Ring whose Beams did Blaze excell:
Thus flames my Love (conjoyn'd) thus Lasting 'tis:
The Noble Duke like Gem exchang'd for His:
Both ev'ry Year to Meet, were also bound,
Whilst Health did serve, on that convenient Ground.
Orsamnes from the King and Prince might boast
Welcom'd Return, tho pleas'd Clermanthe most.
Twenty years Peace Laconian King new-sign'd,
Through this young Friendly League, close Aw combin'd;
His Father since as Gen'ral now commands,
Thrice conquer'd, spoil'd (we said) their Armed Bands.
Gave Dimon-Ring whose Beams did Blaze excell:
Thus flames my Love (conjoyn'd) thus Lasting 'tis:
The Noble Duke like Gem exchang'd for His:
Both ev'ry Year to Meet, were also bound,
Whilst Health did serve, on that convenient Ground.
Orsamnes from the King and Prince might boast
Welcom'd Return, tho pleas'd Clermanthe most.
Twenty years Peace Laconian King new-sign'd,
Through this young Friendly League, close Aw combin'd;
His Father since as Gen'ral now commands,
Thrice conquer'd, spoil'd (we said) their Armed Bands.
Three Years dissolv'd, much Joy to all Content,
Great Honour joyn'd, Orsamnes Eminent:
Who with Clermanthe fair the year divided
'Tween Father, Father-in-law, with each resided;
Two Sons beheld, one Lovely'st Daughter there:
Great Honour joyn'd, Orsamnes Eminent:
Who with Clermanthe fair the year divided
'Tween Father, Father-in-law, with each resided;
Two Sons beheld, one Lovely'st Daughter there:
Orontes
Chief, tho Subjects name did bear,
Great'st with the King; as young Orsamnes made
Prime Friend to th' Prince Silvander next Comrade.
Great'st with the King; as young Orsamnes made
Prime Friend to th' Prince Silvander next Comrade.
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That time, as tho Plenormus, when Compos'd
His Wedding-Masque, Prophetick Art disclos'd;
For Half thereof; Crowns brought to each (like Dream)
Brides groom and Bride, th' Apparent Heirs to them;
Ambassadors came from Thessalia,
Which did present that Crown in Humble way,
To th' Prince Orontes Self, whose brave Grandsire
(Long since their King) did hither strait Retire;
Thrust forth (we said) by War, Usurper's hand,
Who did that Crown through th' Princess, Wife demand,
Sole Child to th' former King (as mention'd we)
Tho Women should not Reign in Thessaly:
Brother to th' King Orontes Grandsire crown'd,
Prince Father call'd, so stil'd Himself, renown'd.
Her Race extinguisht, gone, their Gen'ral Choice
Orontes nam'd (like Parli'mental Voice)
As Lawful King, joyn'd Vertue's noble score;
Three Years last past Renown'd, Fourteen before.
Orsamnes next th' Apparent Heir does prove;
Now calm that State, Serene through Subjects Love:
No glimps of Broyl, Corrival to the Throne
Bad Storms to cause, He might the less disown.
His Wedding-Masque, Prophetick Art disclos'd;
For Half thereof; Crowns brought to each (like Dream)
Brides groom and Bride, th' Apparent Heirs to them;
Ambassadors came from Thessalia,
Which did present that Crown in Humble way,
To th' Prince Orontes Self, whose brave Grandsire
(Long since their King) did hither strait Retire;
Thrust forth (we said) by War, Usurper's hand,
Who did that Crown through th' Princess, Wife demand,
Sole Child to th' former King (as mention'd we)
Tho Women should not Reign in Thessaly:
Brother to th' King Orontes Grandsire crown'd,
Prince Father call'd, so stil'd Himself, renown'd.
Her Race extinguisht, gone, their Gen'ral Choice
Orontes nam'd (like Parli'mental Voice)
As Lawful King, joyn'd Vertue's noble score;
Three Years last past Renown'd, Fourteen before.
Orsamnes next th' Apparent Heir does prove;
Now calm that State, Serene through Subjects Love:
No glimps of Broyl, Corrival to the Throne
Bad Storms to cause, He might the less disown.
Orontes took with largest Thanks Farewell
O'th' Noble King, grown Equal, parallel;
Kind League confirm'd; whose place of chief Command
To young Silvander (next) the Royal hand
By Gift transferr'd, then Twenty five for Age;
Could well Discharge, Duke's Title more t'ingage;
Orontes only Daughter his Wife become,
So stood for Duke in brave Orsamnes room:
Kept most o'th' Land, Large Portion had beside,
Lov'd for Himself, as late Fontana Bride.
Orsamnes and the Prince withal entwin'd,
Exchang'd Farewell, through Brothers League combin'd.
Clermanthe fair, young Princess act the same,
With tears infold, each call'd by Sister's name.
O'th' Noble King, grown Equal, parallel;
Kind League confirm'd; whose place of chief Command
To young Silvander (next) the Royal hand
By Gift transferr'd, then Twenty five for Age;
Could well Discharge, Duke's Title more t'ingage;
Orontes only Daughter his Wife become,
So stood for Duke in brave Orsamnes room:
Kept most o'th' Land, Large Portion had beside,
Lov'd for Himself, as late Fontana Bride.
Orsamnes and the Prince withal entwin'd,
Exchang'd Farewell, through Brothers League combin'd.
Clermanthe fair, young Princess act the same,
With tears infold, each call'd by Sister's name.
The Duke
Verdorus
joyn'd to go along
For Daughter's sake, Conceits beside more strong
Of Vertuous Wise there Dead, false snare the Last,
That House might breed, with Cloud his thoughts o'recast:
Plenormus left chief Lord, Commander there.
Thersander attends, who Duke's great Name doth bear,
Since Brother to the King: for Dutchess-Style
Florena wants not comely Grace that while:
Fontana tho withdrawn Conversing way
By Pen's enjoy'd, not far Thessalia.
For Daughter's sake, Conceits beside more strong
Of Vertuous Wise there Dead, false snare the Last,
That House might breed, with Cloud his thoughts o'recast:
Plenormus left chief Lord, Commander there.
Thersander attends, who Duke's great Name doth bear,
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Florena wants not comely Grace that while:
Fontana tho withdrawn Conversing way
By Pen's enjoy'd, not far Thessalia.
Perform'd short part by Land, through Sea they glide,
Those narrow Straits which Arcady divide
From Thessaly (Corinthian) crossed o're;
Strong, cheerful Gale, soon reach'd th' intended Shore.
We shall not here each Formal Point relate
When Borders pass'd, nor with what Mounted State
Through Streets they rode, King, Queen, by all desir'd;
Throng'd Windows, Ground; how Princess, Prince admir'd,
Both Grecian Suns conjoyned thought, excell'd;
What Trumpets heard, Train'd-Bands each side beheld,
Met by great Lords, chief Magistrate, the Rest
Of prime Larissa's Town, in their Robes drest.
What Shouts were heard, our Book doth largeness shew,
And Writer may with Reader weary grow:
Nor Crowning Pomp, at last, whose glories there
Might new-fal'n Stars from Firmament appear;
The King in Charet drawn, brave Train attended,
Proud Tilters view'd, with Feasts and Masquings ended:
We leave them thus, both Royal Pairs combin'd,
Whose Honour, Happiness Transcendent Shin'd.
Those narrow Straits which Arcady divide
From Thessaly (Corinthian) crossed o're;
Strong, cheerful Gale, soon reach'd th' intended Shore.
We shall not here each Formal Point relate
When Borders pass'd, nor with what Mounted State
Through Streets they rode, King, Queen, by all desir'd;
Throng'd Windows, Ground; how Princess, Prince admir'd,
Both Grecian Suns conjoyned thought, excell'd;
What Trumpets heard, Train'd-Bands each side beheld,
Met by great Lords, chief Magistrate, the Rest
Of prime Larissa's Town, in their Robes drest.
What Shouts were heard, our Book doth largeness shew,
And Writer may with Reader weary grow:
Nor Crowning Pomp, at last, whose glories there
Might new-fal'n Stars from Firmament appear;
The King in Charet drawn, brave Train attended,
Proud Tilters view'd, with Feasts and Masquings ended:
We leave them thus, both Royal Pairs combin'd,
Whose Honour, Happiness Transcendent Shin'd.
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