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The Rapt of Proserpina.
 
 
 
 
 

The Rapt of Proserpina.

Shall Ceres daughter still remane at hell?
Shall Pluto comb her curling loks of amber?
Shall bewtie braue in loathsome bondage dwell?
And be imprison'd in a pitch-black chamber?
Ah, sleuthfull Ceres, thou art much to blame,
Thy negligence hath broght thy child to shame.
Proserpina hath bewtie both and wealth.
A pleasant prey entiseth many a theif:
Of bewtie rapt, of riches must be stealth,
And from the hels we heare is no releif:
Proserpina is Plutoes wife it's known,
The devill is black, yet let him bruke his own.