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So him he foil'd; and put to sudden flight,
And while we say, he master'd men by might,
It liketh me to figure Chastity;
And who hath seen a fair alluring face,
Whose dainty hand makes music with her lace,
Whose ticing hair, like nets of golden wire,
Enflame thy blood, and kindle thy desire;
Who hath beheld fair Venus in her pride
In ivory bed, strait laid by Mars his side,
To wish to dally, and to offer game,
(Forgive me, Chastness, if in terms of shame,
Who hath not liv'd, and yet hath seen, I say,
Who hath been haled on to touch and play,
Crown him with laurel for his victory,
Enroll his name in books of memory,
More royal in his triumph, than the man
In whom the Roman monarchy began,
Elysium be his walk, high heaven his shrine,
The food that makes immortal and divine,
And that I may, in brief, describe his due,
So much and more his just desert pursue,
To thee, in honour of whose government
My gentle friend, these hasty lines are meant;
And well was Daphne turn'd into the bay,
Whose Chasteness triumphs, grows, and lives for aye! CORIDON AND MELAMPUS’ SONG,”
From England's Helicon, 1600.
CoR. Melampus, when will Love be void of fears?
* This song formed part of the Hunting of Cupid, see p. 261. t So stands the line in England's Helicon, 1600, Malone's copy of which is now before me: in the reprint of that very rare work (in the British Bibliographer,) it is incorrectly given thus: “Melampus, when is Love in time ill-spent.”
From England's Parnassus, 1600."
At Venus' entreaty for Cupid her son
* E. P. p. 177, under the head Love. These verses are (as I suspected before I had seen the Drummond MSS.) a portion of the Hunting of Cupid : see p. 261.