The Golden Aphroditis A pleasant discourse, penned by John Grange ... Whereunto be annexed by the same Authour asvvell certayne Metres upon sundry poyntes, as also divers Pamphlets in prose, which he entituleth His Garden: pleasant to the eare, and delightful to the Reader, if he abuse not the scente of the floures |
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[The fountayne Granus giueth strēgth vnto the weakened bone]
The fountayne Granus giueth strēgth vnto the weakened bone,And eke the force of Spawe doth help al those yt haue yr Stone.
Who hath the lither Feuer, runnes to Padoa for helpe,
And to Veronas well he hies whose wante of bloud doth yelpe.
Yet as by proofe Buckestones do stande, to those that here doth dwel,
In steede of Grane, and Padoa, of Spawe and Verone well:
So mightst thou hartes ease be to me, that al these things do neede,
In steede of Buckstones present help, if so it be thy meede.
For why? I sinke in Syrtes sandes, through tasting Circes cuppe,
Unlesse thou speedy helpe wilt bring by chinne to holde me vp.
For tangled thus in Scyllas bandes, and whelmde in Lethe lake,
Who can me helpe but thou alone? tis onely for thy sake.
If nought may breede remorse, nor make your stony harte relent,
Then may I wake, & wayle the night, my bed wt teares besprent.
Then may I say as Atlas did, I beare this waighte in vaine.
My thirste doth likewise say, I may with Tantalus complaine.
Then may I say as Sisiphus, I toyle to none effect,
As Theseus, and Ticius, with other of my secte.
Then is thy loue a Labyrinth vnto me for my liking:
Whome great good will hath grauelled, since Cupid fell a striking.
But yet in time I hope to finde such mercie at thy hande:
If not,
Then,
What Clotho doth on distaffe place for Lachesis to twyne,
Come Atropos with speedy pace to bryng the same to fyne.
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