Andromeda Liberata

AndromedaLiberata. or the nvptials of Persevs and Andromeda. by GeorgeChapman. Nihila veritate nec virtute remotius quam vulgaris opinio. Pet.London, Printed for Laurence L’Isle and are to be ſold athisſhop in S^t,Paules Church-yard, at the ſigne ofthe Tigers-head. 1614.

Tothe right worthilyhonored,RobertEarle of Sommerſet, &c.andhismost noble ladytheLadie Frances.

ASnothing vnder heauen is more remou’d

FromTruth & virtue, then Opinionsprou’d

Byvulgar Voices:So is nought more true

Norſoundly virtuous then things held by few:

WhomKnowledge(entred by the ſacred line,

Andgouernd euermore by grace diuine,)

Keepesin the narrow path to ſpacious heauen,

Andtherfore, ſhould no knowing ſpirit be driuen

Fromfact, nor purpoſe; for the ſpleens prophan

Ofhumours errant, and Plebeian;

But,Famelike, gather force as he goes forth,

TheCrowneof all Actsendsin onely worth.

Norwill I feare to poſtrate this poore Rage

Offoreſpoke Poeſie,to your patronage,

(Thriceworthy Earle), & your vnequald grace

(MoſtNoble Counteſſe) for the one-ear’d Race

Ofſet-eyd vulgars, that will no waie ſee

Butthat their ſtiffe necks driue them headlongy,

Stungwith the Gadflie of miſgouernd zeale:

Norheare but one tale and that euer ill.

TheſeI contemne, as no Rubs fit for me

Tochecke at, in my way t’Integritie.

Norwill ye be incenſt that ſuch a Toie

Shouldput on the preſumption to enioie

Yourgrauer eare, my Lord, and your faire eye

(IlluſtrousLadie) ſince poore Poeſie

Hathbeene a Iewell in the richeſt eare

Ofall the Nuptiall States, that euer were.

Foras the Bodies pulſe (in Phiſique) is

Alittle thing; yet therein th’Arteries

Bewraytheir motion, and diſcloſe, to Art

Theſtrength, or weakeneſſe, of the vitall part;

Perpetuallymoouing, like a watch

Putin our Bodies: So this three mens catch,

Thislittle Soules Pulſe, Poeſie,panting ſtill

Liketo a dancing peaſe vpon a Quill,

Madewith a childes breath; vp and downe to fly

(Isno more manly thought) And yet thereby

Euenin the corps of all the world we can

Diſcouerall the good and bad of man,

Anatomiſehis nakedneſſe, and be

Tohis chiefe Ornament, a Maieſtie:

Erecthim paſt his human Period

Andheighten his tranſition into God.

ThusSun-like, did the learnd and moſt diuine

Ofall the golden world, make Poeſieſhine;

Thatnow, but like a glow worm, gleams by night

LikeTeachers, ſcarce foūd, by their proper light.

Butthis (my Lord) and all poore virtues elſe

Expoſ’d,ah las, like perdu Sentinels

Towarne the world of what muſt needs be nie

Forpride, and auarice, glaſ’d by Sanctitie,

Muſtbe diſtinguiſht, and decided by

Yourcleere, ingenuous, and moſt quiet eye

Exemptfrom paſſionate, and duſkie fumes,

Thatblinde our Reaſon: and in which conſumes

TheSoule, halfe choakt, with ſtomacke caſting miſts

Bredin the pureſt, turnd mere humoriſts.

Andwhere with douelike ſweet humility

Theyall things ſhould authoriſe or deny,

Thevulgar heate and pride of ſplene and blood

Blazetheir opinions, which cannot be good.

Foras the Bodies Shadow, neuer can

Shewthe diſtinct, and expact Forme of man;

Sonor the bodies paſſionate affects

Caneuer teach well what the Soule reſpects.

Forhow can mortall things, immortall ſhew?

Orthat which falſe is, repreſent the trew?

Thepeacefull mixture then that meetes in yow

(Moſttēperat Earl) that nought to rule doth ow:

Inwhich, as in a thorough kindled Fire,

Lightand Heatmarrie Iudgementand Deſire.

Reaſonis ſtill in quiet, and extends

Allthings t’aduantage of your honored Ends,

Maywell authoriſe all your Acts of Note,

Sinceall Acts vicious, are of Paßiongot:

“Throughdead Calms, of our Perturbations euer

“TruthsVoice (to ſoules eares ſet) we heare or neuer

“Themeerely animate Man, doth nothing ſee

“Thattends to heauen: It muſt be onely He

“Thatis mere foule: Her ſeparable powers

“Theſcepter giuing heere: That then diſcourſe

“OfMotions that in ſence doe neuer fall,

“Yetknow them too, and can diſtinguiſh all

“Withſuch a freedome, that our earthly parts

“Sinckeall to earth: And then th’ingenuous arts

“Doetheir true office, Then true Policie

“Windeslike: a ſerpent, through all Empery.

“Herfolds on both ſides bounded, like a flood

“Withhigh-ſhores liſted, making great and good

“Whomſhe inſtructeth, to which, you (my Lord)

“Maylay all claimes that Temper can afford;

“Noughtgathering ere t’is ripe: and ſo muſt taſte

Kindelyand ſweetely, and the longer laſt,

Allfruits, in youth, ripe in you; and muſt ſo

Implya facultie to euer growe.

Andas the morning that is calme and gray,

Decktall with curld clowds; that the Sunne doth lay

Withvaried coullours; All aloft exhall’d

Asthey t’adorn euen heauen it ſelfe were call’d,

Andcould not fall in ſlendreſt deawes till Night,

Butkeepe daies Beauty: firme and exquiſite;

Morefor delight fit, and doth more adorne

Euēth’Euē with Graces,then the youthful morn:

Soyou (ſweete Earle) ſtay youth in aged bounds

Euenabſolute now, in all lifes graueſt grounds,

LikeAire, fill euery corner of your place,

Yourgrace, your virtue heightning:virtue, grace

Andkeeping all clowds high, aire calme, & cleer

Andin your ſelfe all that their height ſhould rere

Yourlife and light will proue a ſtill full Moone,

Andall your night time nobler then your noone,

TheSunne is in his riſing, height, and ſet

Still(in himſelfe) alike, at all parts great,

Hislight, heat, greatnes, coullors that are ſhowne

Tovs; as his charge, meerely is our owne.

Solet your charge, my Lord, in others be,

Butin your ſelfe hold Sun-like conſtancie.

Foras men ſkild in Natures ſtudy, ſay,

Theworld was not the world, nor did conuay

Tocoupling bodies Natures common forme,

But(all confuſ’d, like waues ſtruck with a ſtorme)

Someſmall were, and (in no ſet being, ſtaid)

Allcomprehenſion, and connexion fled;

Thegreater, and the more compact diſturb’d

Withceaſeles warre, and by no order curb’d,

Tillearth receiuing her ſet magnitude

Wasfixt her ſelfe, and all her Birth indu’d

Withſtaie and law, ſo this ſmall world of ours:

Isbut a Chaosofcorporeall powers:

Noryeelds his mixt parts, forms that may becom

Ahuman Nature; But at randome rome

Paſtbrutiſh faſhions, and ſo neuer can

Becald the ciuill bodie of a man;

Butin it, and againſt it ſelfe ſtill fights,

Incompetence of Cares, Ioyes, Appetites:

Themore great in command, made ſeruile more,

Glutted,not ſatiſfied: in plenty, poore:

Tillvp the Soule mounts, and the Scepter ſwaies

Th’admiredFabricke of her world ſuruaies,

Andas it hath a magnitude confinde,

Toall the powers therein, ſhe ſees combinde

Infit Acts for one end, which is t’obay

Reaſon,her Regent;Naturegiuing way:

Peace,Concord,Order,Stayproclaim’d, and Law,

Andnone commanding, if not all in Awe,

Paßion,and Anger,made to vnderlie,

Andheere concludes, mans morall Monarchie

Inwhich, your Lordſhips milde Soule ſits ſo hie

Yetcares ſo little to be ſeene, or heard,

Thatin the good thereof, her ſcope is Sphear’d.

TheThebanRuler,paralleling Right,

Who,thirſt of glory, turnd to appetite

Ofinward Goodneſſe,was of ſpeech ſo ſpare,

Toheare, and learne, ſo couetous, and yare,

That(of his yeares) none, things ſo many knew:

Norin his ſpeeches, ventured on ſo few:

Forththen (my Lord) & theſe things euer thirſt

TillScandallpine, and Bane-fedenuie burſt.

Andyou, (moſt noble) Lady as in blood

Inminde be Nobleſt, make our factious brood

Whoſeforked tongs, wold fain your honor ſting

Conuerttheir venomd points into their ſpring:

Whoſeowne harts guilty, of faults faind in yours

Woldfain be poſting off: but, arme your powers

Withſuch a ſeige of vertues, that no vice

Ofall your Foes, Aduantagemay entice

Toſally forth, and charge you with offence,

Butſterue within, for very conſcience

Ofthat Integritie, they ſee expreſt

Inyour cleere life: Of which, th’examples Reſt,

Maybe ſo blameleſſe; that all paſt muſt be

(BeingFount to th’other) moſt vndoubtedly

Confeſtvntouch’t; and Curioſitie

Thebeame picke rather from her own ſquint eie,

Thenramp ſtil at the motes ſhade, faind in yours,

Noughtdoth ſo ſhame this chimick ſerch of ours

Aswhen we prie long for aſſur’d huge priſe,

Ourglaſſes broke, all vp in vapor flies.

Andas, the Royall Beaſt, whoſe image you

Bearein your armes, and aires great Eagle too;

Stillas they goe, are ſaid to keepe in cloſe

Theirſeres, & Tallons, leſt their points ſhold loſe

Theirvſeful ſharpnes, when they ſerue no vſe:

Sothis our ſharp-eyd ſearch that we abuſe

Inothers breſts, we ſhould keepe in, t’explore

Ourowne fowle boſomes, and quit them before

Weranſacke others: but (great Ladie) leaue

TheſeRules to them they touch; do you receaue

Thoſefree ioies in your honour, and your Loue

Thatyou can ſay are yours; and euer moue

Whereyour cōmand, as ſoon is ſeru’d as known,

Ioyesplac’t without you, neuer are your owne.

YourHonours euer moſt humbly and faithfully vowd. Geo.Chapman.

Tothe preiudicate and peremptory Reader.

IAm ſtill in your hands; but was firſt in his, that (being our greatſuſtainer of Sincerity, and Innocence) will, I hope, defend meefrom falling. I thinke you know not him I intend, more then you knowme, nor can you know mee, ſince your knowledge is imagined ſo muchaboue mine, that it muſt needes ouerſee. He that lies on the groundcan fall no lower. By ſuch as backebite the higheſt, the loweſtmuſt looke to be deuor’d, Forth with your curious Scrutinie, andfinde my Ruſh as knotty as you luſt, and your owne Crab-tree, asſmooth. Twillbe moſt ridiculous; and pleaſing, to ſit in acorner, and ſpend your teeth to the ſtumps, in mumbling an ouldSparrow, till your lips bleed, and your eyes water: when all thefaults you can finde are firſt in your ſelues, t’is no Herculeanlabor to cracke what you breed. Ah las who knowes not your vttermoſtdimenſions? Or loues not the beſt things you would ſeeme to loue,in deed, and better? Truthwas neuer the Fount of FactionIn whoſe Sphere ſince your pureſt thoughts moue, their motion muſtof force be oblique and angulare. But whatſoeuer your diſeaſe bee,I know it incurable, becauſe your vrine will neuer ſhew it. Ataduenture, at no hand be let blood for it, but rather ſooth yourranke bloods and rub one another.

Youyet, ingenuous and iudicious Reader: that (as you are your ſelfe)retaine in a ſound bodie, as ſounde a ſoule: if your gentletractability, haue vnwares let the common ſurfet ſurprize youabſtaine, take Phiſique heere, and recouer. Since you reade tolearne, teach: Since you deſire to bee reform’d, reforme freely.Such ſtrokes ſhall bee ſo farre from breaking my head; they ſhallbe rich Balmes to it, comfort, and ſtrengthen the braine it beares,and make it healthfully neeſe out, whatſoeuer anoies it. Vale.

TheArgument.

ANdromeda,Daughter of Cepheus,King of Æthiopia;and Caßiope(a virgine exempted from cōpariſon in all the vertues &beauties, both of minde and bodie) for the enuie of Iunoto her Mother; being compar’d with her for beauty and wiſedome;(or as others write, maligned by the Nereides,for the eminent Graces of her ſelfe) moued ſo much the Deitiesdiſpleaſures;that they procur’d Neptuneto ſend into the Region of Cepheus,a whale ſo monſtrouſly vaſte and dreadfull: that all the fieldshe ſpoild and waſted; all the nobleſt edifices tumbling to ruine;the ſtrongeſt citties of the kingdome, not forcible enough towithſtand his inuaſions. Of which ſo vnſufferable a plagueCepheusconſultingwith an Oracle; and aſking both the cauſe, and remedie; afteraccuſtomed ſacrifices, the Oracle gaue anſwer, that the calamitywould neuer ceaſe, till his onely daughter Andromeda,was expoſed to the Monſter. Cepheusreturnd,and with Iron chaines bound his daughter to a rocke, before a cittieof the kingdome called Ioppe.At which cittie, the ſame time, Perſeusarriuedwith the head of Meduſa&c. who pittying ſo matchles a virgines expoſure to ſomiſerable an euent; diſſolu’d her chaines and tooke her from theRock. Both ſitting together to expect the monſter, & herauenouſly haſting to deuoure her, Perſeus,turnd part of him into ſtone, & through the reſt made way withhis ſword to his vtter ſlaughter. When (holding it wreath enoughfor ſo renownd a victory) He took Andromedato wife, & had by her one daughter called Perſe,another Erythræa,of whom, the ſea in thoſe parts is called MareErythræū;ſince ſhe both liued and died there: and one ſonne called afterhimſelfe, another Electrion,a third Sthenelus:and after liued Princely and happily with his wife and his owneMother to his

death.Then faind for their vertues to be made Conſtellations in Heauen.

AndromedaLiberata

AWayvngodly Vulgars, far away,

Flieye prophane, that dare not view the day,

Norſpeake to men but ſhadowes, nor would heare

Ofany newes, but what ſeditious were,

Hatefulland harmefull euer to the beſt,

Whiſperingtheir ſcandals, glorifying the reſt,

Impious,and yet gainſt all ills but your owne,

Thehoteſt ſweaters of religion.

Whoſepoyſons all things to your ſpleenes peruert,

Andall ſtreames meaſure by the Fount your heart,

Thatare in nought but miſrule regulare,

Towhoſe eyes all ſeeme ill, but thoſe that are,

Thathate yee know not why, nor with more cauſe,

Giuewhom yee moſt loue your prophane applauſe,

Thatwhen Kings and their Peeres (whoſe piercing eies

Brokethrough their broken ſleepes and policies,

Mensinmoſt Cabinets diſcloſe and hearts;

Whoſehands Iouesballance (weighing all deſarts)

Hauelet downe to them; which graue conſcience,

Charg’dwith the blood and ſoule of Innocence.

Holdswith her white hand, (when her either ſkole,

Aptto be ſway’d with euery graine of Soule,

Herſelfe ſwaies vp or downe, to heauen or hell,

Approuean action) you muſt yet conceale,

Adeeper inſight, and retaine a taint

Tocaſt vpon the pure ſoule of a Saint.

Away,in our milde Sphere doth nothing moue,

Butall-creating, all preſeruing Loue,

Atwhoſe flames, vertues, lighted euen to ſtarres,

Allvicious Enuies, and ſeditious Iars,

Bane-ſpittingMurmures and detracting Spels,

Banniſhwith curſes to the blackeſt hels:

Defenceof Beautyand of Innocence,

Andtaking off the chaines of Inſolence,

Fromtheir prophan’d and godlike Lineaments,

Actionsheroique, and diuine deſcents,

Allthe ſweet Graces,euen from death reuiu’d,

Andſacred fruites, from barren Rockes deriu’d,

Th’Immortall Subiects of our Nuptials are:

Theethen (iuſt ſcourge of factious populare;

Fautorof peace, and all the powers that moue

Inſacred Circle of religious Loue;

Fountaineof royall learning, and the rich

Treaſureof Counſailes, and mellifluous ſpeech:)

Letme inuoke, that one drop of thy ſpring

Mayſpirit my aged Muſe, and make her ſing,

Asif th’inſpir’d breſt, of eternall youth

Hadlent her Accents, and all-mouing truth.

TheKingdome that the gods ſo much did loue,

Andoften feaſted all the Powers aboue:

Atwhoſe prime beauties the enamour’d Sunne,

HisMorning beames lights, and doth ouerrunne

Theworld with Ardor (Æthiopia)

Borein her throne diuine Andromeda,

ToCepheusand Caſſiopehis Queene:

Whoſeboundleſſe beauties, made ore’flow the ſpleene

Ofeuery Neirid,for ſurpaſſing them:

TheSun to her, reſign’d his Diadem:

Andall the Deities,admiring ſtood,

Affirmingnothing mou’d, like fleſh and blood:

Thunderwould court her with words ſweetly phraz’d,

Andlightning ſtucke ’twixt heau’n and earth amaz’d.

Thismatchleſſe virgin had a mother too,

Thatdid for beautie, and for wiſdome goe

Beforethe formoſt Ladies of her time:

Towhom of ſuper-excellence the crime

Waslikewiſe lai’d by Iuno,and from hence

Pin’dEnuie ſuckt, the poiſon of offence.

Notruth of excellence, was euer ſeene,

Butbore the venome of the Vulgares ſpleene.

Andnow the much enrag’d Neireides

Obtain’dof him that moues the marble ſeas

(Towreake the vertue, they cal’d Inſolence)

Awhale ſo monſtrous, and ſo paſt defence,

Thatall the royall Region he laid waſt,

Andall the nobleſt edifices rac’t:

Norfrom his plague, were ſtrongeſt Cities free,

Hisbodies vaſt heape rag’d ſo heauily.

Withnobleſt names and bloods is ſtill embrewd

Themonſtrous beaſt, the rauenous Multitude.

Thisplague thus preying vpon all the land,

Withſo incomprehenſible a hand:

Thepious virgin of the father ſought,

ByOracles to know, what cauſe had brought

Suchbanefull outrage ouer all his State,

Andwhat might reconcile the Deities hate.

Hisoriſons and ſacrifices paſt,

TheOracle gaue anſwere, that the waſte

HisCountry ſuffered, neuer would conclude,

Tillhis Andromedahe did extrude,

Torapine of the Monſter, he (goodman,)

Reſolu’dtoſatiatetheLeuiathan:

Withher, before his Country, though he lou’d

Herpaſt himſelfe, and bore a ſpirit mou’d

Toreſcue Innocence in any one

Thatwas to him, or his, but kindly knowne,

Tograce, or profite; doe them any good

Thatlay in ſwift ſtreame of his nobleſt blood,

Conſtantto all, yet to his deereſt ſeed,

(Forrights ſake): flitting: thinking true indeed,

Thegenerall vprore, that t’was ſinne in her,

Thatmade men ſo exclaime, and gods conferre

Theirapprobation: ſaying the Kingdomes bale

Muſtend by her expoſure to the Whale:

Withwhom the Whale-like vulgare did agree,

Andtheir foule ſpleenes, thought her impiety,

Hermoſt wiſe mother yet, the ſterne intent,

Vow’dwith her beſt endeauour to preuent.

Andtolde her what her father did addreſſe;

Shee(fearefull) fled into the wilderneſſe:

Andto th’ inſtinct of ſauage beaſts would yeeld,

Beforea father that would ceaſe to ſhield

Adaughter, ſo diuine and Innocent:

Herfeet were wing’d, and all the ſearch out went,

Thatafter her was ordered: but ſhee flew,

Andburſt the winds that did incenſt purſue,

Andwith enamoured ſighes, her parts aßaile,

Plaidewith her haire, and held her by the vaile:

Fromwhom ſhee brake, and did to woods repaire:

Stillwhere ſhee went, her beauties dide the ayre,

^Andwith her warme blood, made proud Florabluſh:

Butſeeking ſhelter in each ſhadie buſh:

Beautylike fire, compreſt, more ſtrength receiues

Andſhee was ſtill ſeene ſhining through the leaues.

Huntedfrom thence, the Sunne euen burn’d to ſee,

Somore then Sunne-like a Diuinity,

Blindedher eyes, and all inuaſion ſeekes

Todance vpon the mixture of her cheekes,

Whichſhow’d to all, that follow’d after far,

Asvnderneath the roundure of a ſtarre,

Theeuening ſkie is purple’d with his beames:

Herlookes fir’d all things with her loues extreames.

Hernecke a chaine of orient pearle did decke,

Thepearles were faire, but fairer was her necke:

Herbreaſts (laid out) ſhow’d all enflamed ſights

Loue,lie a ſunning, twixt two Cryſolites:

Hernaked wriſts ſhowde, as if through the ſkie,

Ahand were thruſt, to ſigne the Deitie

Herhands, the confines, and digeſtions were

OfBeauties world; Louefixthis pillars there.

Hereyes that others caught, now made her caught,

Whoto her father, for the whale was brought,

Boundto a barraine Rocke, and death expected;

Butheau’n hath ſtill ſuch Innocence protected:

Beautyneeds feare no Monſters, for the ſea,

(Motherof Monſters)ſentAlcyone,

Towarrant her, not onely gainſt the waues,

Butall the deathes hid in her watrie graues.

Thelouing birds flight made about her ſtill,

(Stillgood preſaging) ſhew’d heau’ns ſauing will:

Whichcheering her, did comfort all the ſhore

Thatmourn’d in ſhade of her ſad eyes before:

Herlookes to perle turn’d peble, and her looks

Toburniſht gold tranſform’d the burning Rocks.

Andnow came roring to the tied, the Tide

AlltheNeireidesdeckt in all their pride

Mountedon Dolphins, rodde to ſee their wreake

Thewaues fom’d with their enuies;thatdid ſpeake

Inmuteſt fiſhes, with their leapes aloft

Forbrutiſh ioy of the reuenge they ſought.

Thepeople greedie of diſaſtrous ſights

Andnewes, (the food of idle appetites

Fromthe kings Chamber, ſtraight knew his intent,

Andalmoſt his reſolu’d thoughts did preuent

Indrie waues beating thicke about the Shore

Andthen came on the prodegie, that bore

Inone maſſe mixt their Image; that ſtill ſpread

Athouſand bodies vnder one ſole head

Ofone minde ſtill to ill all ill men are

Strangeſights and miſchiefes fit the Populare.

Vponthe Monſter redRhamnuſiarode,

TheSauage leapt beneath his bloody load

Madof his prey, giu’n ouer now by all:

Whenany high, haue any meanes to fall,

Theirgreateſt louers proue falſe props to proue it

Andfor the miſchiefe onely, praiſe and loue it.

Thereis no good they will not then commend,

Norno Religion but they will pretend

Amighty title to, when both are vſ’d,

Towarrant Innouation, or ſee bruſ’d

Thefriendleſſe Reed, that vnder all feet lies:

Theſound parts euermore, they paſſe like flies,

Anddwell vpon the ſores, ill in themſelues,

Theyclearely ſaile with ouer rockes and ſhelues,

Butgood in others ſhip wracke in the Deepes:

Muchmore vniuſt is he that truely keepes

Lawesfor more ſhew, his owne ends vnderſtood

Thenhe that breakes them for anothers good.

And’tis the height of all malignity,

Totender good ſo, that yee ill implie:

Totreade on Pride but with a greater pride.

Whenwhere no ill, but in ill thoughts is tri’d,

Toſpeake well is a charity diuine:

Thereſt retaine the poyſon ſerpentine

Vndertheir lips, that ſacred liues condemne,

Andwee may worthily apply to them,

Thistragicke execration: periſh hee

Thatſifts too far humane infirmity.

Butas your cupping glaſſes ſtill exhale

Thehumour that is euer worſt of all

Inall the fleſh: So theſe ſpic’t conſcienc’t men

Theworſt of things explore ſtill, and retaine.

Orrather, as in certaine Cities were

Someports through which all rites piaculare,

AllExecuted men, all filth were brought,

Ofall things chaſt, or pure, or ſacred, nought

Entringor iſſuing there: ſo curious men,

Noughtmanly, elegant, or not vncleane,

Embrace,or bray out: Acts of ſtaine are ſtill

TheirSyrens, and their Muſes: Any ill

Isto their appetites, their ſupreme good,

Andſweeter then their neceſſary food.

Allmen almoſt in all things they apply

TheBytheMainemake, and the Mainethe By.

Thusthis ſweete Ladies ſad expoſure was

Ofall theſe moodes in men, the only glaſſe:

Butnow the man that next to Ioue comptrold

Thetriple world, got with a ſhoure of gold:

(Armedwith Meduſa’shead, and Enyoseye:

TheAdamantine ſword ofMercury

Thehelme of Pluto,and Minerua’sMirror,

Thatfrom the Gorgusmade his paſſe with Terror)

Cameto the reſcue of this enuied mayd:

Drewneere, and firſt, in admiration ſtay’d

Thatfor the common ill of all the land,

Shethe particular obloquie ſhould ſtand:

Andthat a beauty, no leſſe then diuine

Shouldmen and women finde ſo ſerpentine

Asbut to thinke her any ſuch euent:

Muchleſſe that eies and hands ſhould giue conſent

Toſuch a danger and to ſuch a death.

Butthough the whole Realme laboured vnderneath

Sofoule an error, yet ſince Ioueand he

Tendredher beauty, and integretie,

Inſpight of all the more he ſet vp ſpirit

Todoe her right; the more all wrong’d her merit,

Hethat both vertue had, and beauty too

Equallwith her to both knew what to doe:

TheRuthles ſtill go laught at to the Graue

Thoſethat no good will doe, no goodneſſe haue:

Theminde a ſpirit is, and cal’d the glaſſe

Inwhich we ſee God; and corporeall grace

Themirror is, in which we ſee the minde.

Amongſtthe faireſt women you could finde

ThenPerſeus,none more faire; mongſt worthieſt men,

Noone more manly:This the glaſſe is then

Toſhew where our complexion is combinde;

Awomans beauty, and a manly minde:

Suchwas the halfe-diuine-borne Troian Terror

Whereboth Sex graces, met as in their Mirror.

Perſeusof Loues owne forme, thoſe fiue parts had

Whichſome giue man, that is the louelieſt made:

Orrather that is louelieſt enclin’d,

Andbeares (with ſhape) the beauty of the mind:

Youngwas he, yet not youthfull, ſince mid-yeeres,

Thegolden meane holds in mens loues and feares:

Aptlycompoſde, and ſoft (or delicate)

Flexible(or tender) calme (or temperate)

Oftheſe fiue, three, make moſt exactly knowne,

TheBodies temperate complexion:

Theother two, the order doe expreße,

Themeaſure and whole Trim of comelineſſe.

Atemperate corporature (learn’d Nature ſaith)

Aſmooth, a ſoft, a ſolid fleſh bewrayeth:

Whichſtate of body ſhewes th’ affections State

Inall the humours, to be moderate;

Forwhich cauſe, ſoft or delicate they call

Ourconquering Perſeus,and but yong withall,

Sincetime or yeeres in men too much reuolu’d,

Theſubtiler parts of humour being reſolu’d,

Morethicke parts reſt, of fire and aire the want,

Makesearth and water more predominant:

Flexiblethey calde him, ſince his quicke conceit,

Andpliant diſpoſition, at the height

Tookeeach occaſion, and to Acts approu’d,

Asſoone as he was full inform’d, he mou’d,

Notflexible, as of inconſtant ſtate,

Norſoft, as if too much effeminate,

Fortheſe to a complexion moderate

(Whichwe before affirme in him) imply,

Amoſt vnequall contrariety.

Compoſurefit for Iouesſonne Perſeushad,

Andto his forme, his mind fit anſwere made:

“Asto be lou’d, the faireſt fitteſt are;

“Toloue ſo to, moſt apt are the moſt faire,

“Lightlike it ſelfe, tranſparent bodies makes,

“Atones act; th’other ioint impreßion takes.

“Perſeus,(as if tranſparent) at firſt ſight,

“Wasſhot quite thorough with her beauties light:

“Beautybreedes loue; loue conſummates a man.

“Forloue, being true, and Eleutherean,

“NoIniurienor contumelie beares;

“Thathis beloued, eyther feeles or feares,

“Allgood-wils enterchange it doth conclude

“Andmans whole ſumme holds, which is gratitude:

“Nowiſdome, nobleſſe, force of armes, nor lawes,

“Withoutloue, wins man, his compleat applauſe:

“Loue,makes him valiant, paſt all elſe deſires

“ForMars,that is, of all heau’ns erring fires

“Moſtfull of fortitude (ſince he inſpires

“Menwith moſt valour) Cytheręatames:

“Forwhen in heau’ns blunt Angels ſhine his flames,

“Orhe, his ſecond or eight houſe aſcends

“Ofrul’d Natiuities; and then portends

“Illto the then-borne: Venusin aſpect

“Sextile,orTrinedoth (being conioyn’d) correct

“Hismoſt malignitie: And when his ſtarre

“Thebirth of any gouernes (fit for warre

“TheIſſue making much to wrath enclin’d

“Andto the ventrous greatneſſe of the minde)

“IfVenusneere him ſhine ſhe doth not let

“Hismagnanimity, but in order ſet

“Thevice of Anger making Marsmore milde

“Andgets the maſtry of him in the childe:

“Marsneuer maſters her; but if ſhe guide

“Sheloue inclines: and Marsſet by her ſide

“Herfires more ardent render, with his heat:

“Sothat if he at any birth be ſet

“Inth’ houſe of Venus,Libra,or the Bull,

“Thethen-borne burnes, and loues flames feels at full.

“Beſides,Marsſtill doth after Venusmoue

“Venusnot afterMars: becauſe,of Loue

“Boldneſſeis hand-maid, Loue not ſo of her:

“Fornot becauſe men, bold affections beare

“Louesgolden nets doth their affects enfold;

“Butſince men loue, they therefore are more bold

“Andmade to dare, euen Death,for their belou’d,

“Andfinally, Loues Fortitude is prou’d

“Paſtall, moſt cleerely; for this cauſe alone

“Allthings ſubmit to Loue, but loue to none.

“Celeſtials,Animals, all Corporeall things,

“Wiſemen,and Strong, Slaue-rich, and Free-borne Kings

“Areloues contributories; no guifts can buy,

“Nothreats can loue conſtraine, or terrifie

“Forloue is Free, and his Impulſions ſtill

Springfrom his owne free, and ingenious will.

NotGod himſelfe, would willing loue enforce

Butdid at firſt decree, his liberall courſe:

Suchis his liberty, that all affects

Allarts and Acts, the minde beſides directs

Toſome wiſh’t recompence, but loue aſpires

Tono poſſeßions, but his owne deſires:

Asif his wiſh in his owne ſphere did moue,

Andno reward were worthy Loue but Loue.

ThusPerſeusſtood affected, in a Time

Whenall loue, but of riches was a crime

Afancy and a follie. And this fact

Toadde to loues deſeruings, did detract;

Fortwas a Monſter and a monſtrous thing

Whencehe ſhould combat out, his nuptiall ring,

Themonſter vulgar thought, and conquerd gaue

Thecombatant already, the foule graue

Oftheir fore-ſpeakings, gaping for him ſtood

Andcaſt out fumes as from the Stigian flood

Gainſthis great enterpriſe, which was ſo fit

ForIouescheefe Minion,that Plebeianwit

Couldnot conceiue it: Acts that are too hie

ForFames crackt voice, reſound all Infamie:

Opoore of vnderſtanding: if there were

Ofall your Acts, one onely that did beare

Mansworthie Image, euen of all your best

Whichtruth could not diſcouer, to be drest

Inyour owne ends, which Truths ſelfe not compels,

Butcouers in your bottoms, ſinckes and hels.

Whoſeopening would abhor the ſunne to ſee

(Soye ſtood ſure of ſafe deliuerie

Beinggreat with gaine or propagating luſt)

Aman might feare your hubbubs; and ſome truſt

Giuethat moſt falſe Epiphonem,that giues

Yourvoice, the praiſe of gods: but view your liues

Witheyes impartiall, and ye may abhorre

Tocenſure high acts, when your owne taſte more

Ofdamned danger: Perſeusſcorn’d to feare

Theill of good Acts, though hel-mouth gap’t there:

Cameto Andromeda;ſat by, and cheerd:

Butſhe that lou’d, through all the death ſhe fear’d,

Atfirſt ſight, like her Louer: for his ſake

Reſolu’dto die, ere he ſhould vndertake

Acombat with a Monſter ſo paſt man

Totame or vanquiſh, though of Iouehe wanne

Apower paſt all men els, for man ſhould ſtill

Aduancehis powers to reſcue good from ill,

Wheremeanes of reſcue ſeru’d: and neuer where

Venturesof reſcue, ſo impoßible were

Thatwould encreaſe the danger: two for one

Expoſeto Ruine: Therefore ſhe alone

Wouldſtand the Monſters Fury and the Shame

Ofthoſe harſh bands: for if he ouercame

Themonſtrous world would take the monſters part

Somuch the more: and ſay ſome ſorcerouſe art

Nothis pure valour, nor his Innocence

Preuail’din her deliuerance her offence

Wouldſtill the ſame be counted, for whoſe ill

TheLand was threatned by the Oracle.

Thepoiſoned Murmures of the multitude.

Riſemore, the more, deſert or power obtrude:

Againsttheir moſt (ſayd he) come I the more:

Vertue,in conſtant ſufferance we adore.

Norcould death fright him, for he dies that loues:

Andſo all bitterneſſe from death remoues.

Hedies that loues, becauſe his euery thought,

(Himſelfeforgot) in his belou’d is wrought.

Ifof himſelfe his thoughts are not imploy’d

Norin himſelfe they are by him enioy’d.

Andſince not in himſelfe, his minde hath Act

(Themindes act chiefly being of thought compact)

Whoworkes not in himſelfe, himſelfe not is:

For,theſe two are in man ioynt properties,

Toworke, and Be; for Beingcan be neuer

ButOperation,is combined euer.

NorOperation,Beingdoth exceed,

Norworkes man where he is not: ſtill his deed

Hisbeing, conſorting, no true Louers minde

Hein himſelfe can therefore euer finde

Sincein himſelfe it workes not, if he giues

Beingfrom himſelfe, not in himſelfe he liues:

Andhe that liues not, dead is, Truth then ſaid

Thatwhoſoeuer is in loue, is dead.

Ifdeath the Monſter brought then, he had laid

Aſecond life vp, in the loued Mayd:

Andhad ſhe died, his third life Fame decreed,

Sincedeath is conquer’d in each liuing deed:

Thencame the Monſter on, who being ſhowne

Hischarmed ſheild, his halfe he turn’d to ſtone

Andthrough the other with his ſword made way:

Tilllike a ruin’d Cittie, dead he lay

Beforehis loue: The Neiridswitha ſhrieke

AndSyrens(fearfull to ſuſtaine the like)

Andeuen the ruthleſſe and the ſenceleſſe Tide

Beforehis howre, ran roring terrifi’d,

Backeto their ſtrength: wonders and monſters both,

Withconſtant magnanimitie, like froth

Sodainelyvaniſh, ſmother’d with their preaſe;

Nowonder laſts but virtue: which no leſſe

Wemay eſteeme, ſince t’is as ſeldome found

Firme& ſincere, and when no vulgar ground

Orflouriſh on it, fits the vulgar eye

Whoviewes it not but as a prodegie?

Plebeianadmiration, needes muſt ſigne

Alltrue-borne Acts, or like falſe fires they ſhine:

IfPerſeusfor ſuch warrant had contain’d

Hishigh exploit, what honour had he gain’d?

Whowould haue ſet his hand to his deſigne

Butin his ſkorne? ſkorne cenſures things diuine:

Trueworth (like truth) ſits in a groundleſſe pit

Andnone but true eyes ſee the depth of it

PerſeushadEnyoseye, and ſaw within

Thatgrace, which out-lookes, held a deſperate ſin:

He,for it ſelfe, with his owne end went on,

Andwith his louely reſcu’d Paragon

Long’dof his Conqueſt, for the lateſt ſhocke:

Diſſolu’dher chaines, and tooke her from the rocke

Nowwoing for his life that fled to her

Ashers in him lay: Loue did both confer

Toone in both: himſelfe in her he found

Shewith her ſelfe, in onely him was crownd:

Whilethee I loue (ſayd he) you louing mee

Inyou I finde my ſelfe: thought on by thee,

AndI (loſt in my ſelfe by thee neglected)

Inthee recouer’d am, by thee affected:

Theſame in me you worke, miraculous ſtrange

Twixttwo true Louers is this enterchange,

Forafter I haue loſt my ſelfe, if I

Redeememy ſelfe by thee, by thee ſupply

Iof my ſelfe haue, if by thee I ſaue

Myſelfe ſo loſt, thee more then me I haue.

Andneerer to thee, then my ſelfe I am

Sinceto my ſelfe no otherwiſe I came

Thenby thee being the meane: In mutuall loue

Oneonely death and two reuiuals moue:

Forhe that loues, when he himſelfe neglects

Diesin himſelfe once, In her he affects

Straighthe renewes, when ſhe with equall fire

Embracethhim, as he did her deſire:

Againehe liues too, when he ſurely ſeeth

Himſelfein her made him: O bleſſed death

Whichtwo liues follow: O Commerce moſt ſtrange

Where,who himſelfe doth for another change,

Norhath himſelfe, nor ceaſeth ſtill to haue:

Ogaine, beyond which no deſire can craue,

Whentwo are ſo made one, that either is

Forone made two, and doubled as in this:

Whoone life had: one interuenient death

Makeshim diſtinctly draw a two fold breath:

Inmutuall Loue the wreake moſt iuſt is found,

Wheneach ſo kill that each cure others wound;

ButChurliſh Homicides,muſt death ſuſtaine,

Forwho belou’d, not yeelding loue againe

Andſo the life doth from his loue deuide

Denieshimſelfe to be a Homicide?

Forhe no leſſe a Homicideis held,

Thatman to be borne lets: then he that kild

Aman that is borne: He is bolder farre

Thatpreſent life reaues: but he crueller

Thatto the to-be borne, enuies the light

Andputs their eyes out, ere they haue their ſight.

Allgood things euer we deſire to haue,

Andnot to haue alone, but ſtill to ſaue:

Allmortall good, defectiue is, and fraile;

Vnleſſein place of things, on point to faile,

Wedaily new beget. That things innate

Maylaſt, the languiſhing we re’create

Ingeneration, re’creation is,

Andfrom the proſecution of this

Manhis inſtinct of generation takes.

Sincegeneration, in continuance, makes

Mortals,ſimilitudes, of powers diuine,

Diuineworth doth in generation ſhine.

ThusPerſeusſayd, and not becauſe he ſau’d

Herlife alone, he her in marriage crau’d:

Butwith her life, the life of likely Race

Waschiefe end of his action, in whoſe grace

Herroyall father brought him to his Court

Withall the then aſſembled glad reſort

OfKings and Princes: where were ſolemniz’d

Th’admiredNuptialls: which great Heau’n ſo priz’d

ThatIoueagaine ſtoopt in a goulden ſhowre

T’enrichthe Nuptiall, as the Natall howre

Ofhappy Perſeus,white-armdIunoto

Depoſ’dher greatneſſe, and what ſhe could do

Tograce the Bride& Bride-groome,was vouchſaft

AllSubiect-deities ſtoopt to: and the Shaft

Goldenand mutuall, with which loue compreſt

Bothth’enuied Louers: offerd to, and kiſt:

Allanſwerablie feaſted to their States:

Inall the Starres beames, ſtoopt the reuerend Fates:

Andthe rere banquet, that fore ranne the Bed

Withhis preſage ſhut vp, and ſeconded:

Andſayd they ſung verſe, that Poſteritie

Inno age ſhould reproue, for Perfidie.

ParcarumEpithalamion.

OYou this kingdomes glory that ſhall be

Parentsto ſo renownd a Progenie

Asearth ſhall enuie, and heauen glory in,

Acceptof their liues threds, which Fates ſhal ſpin

Theirtrue ſpoke oracle, and liue to ſee

Yourſonnes ſonnes enter ſuch a Progenie,

Asto the laſt times of the world ſhall laſt:

Haſteyou that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

SeeHeſperus,with nuptiall wiſhes crownd,

Takeand enioy; In all ye wiſh abound,

Abound,for who ſhould wiſh crowne with her ſtore

Butyou that ſlew what barren made the ſhore?

Youthat in winter, make your ſpring to come

YourSummer needs muſt be Eliſium:

Arace of mere ſoules ſpringing, that ſhall caſt

Theirbodies off in cares, and all ioyes taſte.

Haſtethen that ſacred web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Ioueloues not many, therefore let thoſe few

Thathis guifts grace, affect ſtill to renew:

Fornone can laſt the ſame; that proper is

Toonely more then Semideities:

Tolaſt yet by renewing, all that haue

Moremerit then to make their birth their graue,

Asin themſelues life, life in others ſaue:

Firſtto be great ſeeke, then lou’d, then to laſt:

Haſteyou that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Shecomes, ô Bridegroom ſhew thy ſelfe enflam’d

Andof what tender tinder Loue is flam’d:

Catchwith ech ſparke, her beauties hurle about:

Naywith ech thoght of her be rapt throughout;

Meltlet thy liuer, pant thy ſtartled heart:

MountLoue on earthquakes in thy euery part:

Athouſand hewes on thine, let her lookes caſt;

Diſſoluethy ſelfe to be by her embrac’t,

Haſteye that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Asin each bodie, there is ebbe and flood

Ofblood in euery vaine, of ſpirits in blood;

OfIoyes in ſpirits, of the Soule in Ioyes,

Andnature through your liues, this change imploies

Tomake her conſtant: ſo each minde retaines

Mannersand cuſtoms, where vicicitude reignes:

Opinions,pleaſures, which ſuch change enchains.

Andin this enterchange all man doth laſt,

Haſtethen who guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Whobodie loues beſt, feedes on dantieſt meats,

Whofaireſt ſeed ſeekes, faireſt women gets:

Wholoues the minde, with louelieſt diſciplines

Louesto enforme her, in which verity ſhines.

Herbeauty yet, we ſee not, ſince not her:

Butbodies (being her formes) who faire forms beare

Weview, and chiefely ſeeke her beauties there.

Thefaireſt then, for faire birth, ſee embrac’t,

Haſteye that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

^Starresye are now, and ouerſhine the earth:

Starresſhall ye be heereafter, and your birth

Inbodies rule heere, as your ſelues in heau’n,

Whatheer Detractionſteals, ſhall there be giuen:

Theboūd that heer you freed ſhal triumph there

Thechaine that touch’t her wriſts ſhal be a ſtarre

Yourbeauties few can view, ſo bright they are:

Likeyou ſhalbe your birth, with grace diſgrac’t

Haſteye that rule the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Thusby diuine inſtinct, the fates enrag’d,

OfPerſeusandAndromedapreſag’d

Who,(when the worthy nuptial State was done

Andthat act paſt, which only two makes one,

Fleſhof each fleſh and bone of eithers bone)

LeftCepheusCourt;both freed and honoured.

Thelouing Victor, and bleſt Bride-groomeled

Hometo the Seriphins, his reſcu’d Bride;

Who(after iſſue highly magnifi’d

Bothrapt to heau’n, did conſtellations reigne,

Andto an Aſteriſme was turn’d the chaine

Thatonely touch’t his grace of fleſh & blood,

Inall which ſtands the Fates kinde Omengood.

APODOSIS.

THusthrough the Fount of ſtormes (the cruell ſeas)

HerMonſters and malignant deities,

GreatPerſeusmade high and triumphant way

Tohis ſtarre crownd deed, and bright Nuptiall day.

Andthus doe you, that Perſeusplace ſupply

Inour Iouesloue, get Perſeanvictorie

Ofour Land Whale, foule Barbariſme, and all

Hisbrood of pride, and liues Atheiſticall:

Thatmore their pallats and their purſes priſe

Thenpropagating Perſeanvictories:

TakeMonſters parts, not aucthor manly parts:

ForMonſters kill the Man-informing Arts:

Andlike a lothed prodegie deſpiſe

Therapture that the Arts doth naturaliſe,

Creatingand immortaliſing men:

Whoſcornes in her the Godheads vertue then,

TheGodheads ſelfe hath boldneſſe to deſpiſe,

Andhate not her, but their Eternities:

Seekevertues loue, and vicious flatteries hate,

Heereis not true ſweete, but in knowing State.

WhoHonorhurts, neglecting vertues loue,

Commitsbut Rapes on pleaſures; for not Ioue

Hispower in thunder hath, or downeright flames,

Buthis chiefe Rule, his Loue and Wiſedome frames.

Youthen, that in loues ſtrife haue ouercome

Thegreateſt Subiect blood of Chriſtendome,

Thegreateſt ſubiect minde take, and in Both

Beabſolute man: and giue that end your oth.

Soſhall my ſad aſtoniſht Muſearriue

Ather chiefe obiect: which is, to reuiue

Byquickning honor, in the abſolute beſt:

Andſince none are, but in Eternitie, bleſt,

Hethat in paper can regiſter things

ThatBraſſe and Marble ſhall denie euen Kings:

Shouldnot be trod on by ech preſent flaſh:

TheMonſter ſlaine then, with your cleere Seas, waſh

Fromſpots of Earth, Heauens beauty in the minde

Inwhich, through death, hath all true Nobleſſe ſhinde.

FINIS.

AndromedaLiberata. or the nvptials of Persevs and Andromeda. by GeorgeChapman. Nihila veritate nec virtute remotius quam vulgaris opinio. Pet.London, Printed for Laurence L’Isle and are to be ſold athisſhop in S^t,Paules Church-yard, at the ſigne ofthe Tigers-head. 1614.

Tothe right worthilyhonored,RobertEarle of Sommerſet, &c.andhismost noble ladytheLadie Frances.

ASnothing vnder heauen is more remou’d

FromTruth & virtue, then Opinionsprou’d

Byvulgar Voices:So is nought more true

Norſoundly virtuous then things held by few:

WhomKnowledge(entred by the ſacred line,

Andgouernd euermore by grace diuine,)

Keepesin the narrow path to ſpacious heauen,

Andtherfore, ſhould no knowing ſpirit be driuen

Fromfact, nor purpoſe; for the ſpleens prophan

Ofhumours errant, and Plebeian;

But,Famelike, gather force as he goes forth,

TheCrowneof all Actsendsin onely worth.

Norwill I feare to poſtrate this poore Rage

Offoreſpoke Poeſie,to your patronage,

(Thriceworthy Earle), & your vnequald grace

(MoſtNoble Counteſſe) for the one-ear’d Race

Ofſet-eyd vulgars, that will no waie ſee

Butthat their ſtiffe necks driue them headlongy,

Stungwith the Gadflie of miſgouernd zeale:

Norheare but one tale and that euer ill.

TheſeI contemne, as no Rubs fit for me

Tochecke at, in my way t’Integritie.

Norwill ye be incenſt that ſuch a Toie

Shouldput on the preſumption to enioie

Yourgrauer eare, my Lord, and your faire eye

(IlluſtrousLadie) ſince poore Poeſie

Hathbeene a Iewell in the richeſt eare

Ofall the Nuptiall States, that euer were.

Foras the Bodies pulſe (in Phiſique) is

Alittle thing; yet therein th’Arteries

Bewraytheir motion, and diſcloſe, to Art

Theſtrength, or weakeneſſe, of the vitall part;

Perpetuallymoouing, like a watch

Putin our Bodies: So this three mens catch,

Thislittle Soules Pulſe, Poeſie,panting ſtill

Liketo a dancing peaſe vpon a Quill,

Madewith a childes breath; vp and downe to fly

(Isno more manly thought) And yet thereby

Euenin the corps of all the world we can

Diſcouerall the good and bad of man,

Anatomiſehis nakedneſſe, and be

Tohis chiefe Ornament, a Maieſtie:

Erecthim paſt his human Period

Andheighten his tranſition into God.

ThusSun-like, did the learnd and moſt diuine

Ofall the golden world, make Poeſieſhine;

Thatnow, but like a glow worm, gleams by night

LikeTeachers, ſcarce foūd, by their proper light.

Butthis (my Lord) and all poore virtues elſe

Expoſ’d,ah las, like perdu Sentinels

Towarne the world of what muſt needs be nie

Forpride, and auarice, glaſ’d by Sanctitie,

Muſtbe diſtinguiſht, and decided by

Yourcleere, ingenuous, and moſt quiet eye

Exemptfrom paſſionate, and duſkie fumes,

Thatblinde our Reaſon: and in which conſumes

TheSoule, halfe choakt, with ſtomacke caſting miſts

Bredin the pureſt, turnd mere humoriſts.

Andwhere with douelike ſweet humility

Theyall things ſhould authoriſe or deny,

Thevulgar heate and pride of ſplene and blood

Blazetheir opinions, which cannot be good.

Foras the Bodies Shadow, neuer can

Shewthe diſtinct, and expact Forme of man;

Sonor the bodies paſſionate affects

Caneuer teach well what the Soule reſpects.

Forhow can mortall things, immortall ſhew?

Orthat which falſe is, repreſent the trew?

Thepeacefull mixture then that meetes in yow

(Moſttēperat Earl) that nought to rule doth ow:

Inwhich, as in a thorough kindled Fire,

Lightand Heatmarrie Iudgementand Deſire.

Reaſonis ſtill in quiet, and extends

Allthings t’aduantage of your honored Ends,

Maywell authoriſe all your Acts of Note,

Sinceall Acts vicious, are of Paßiongot:

“Throughdead Calms, of our Perturbations euer

“TruthsVoice (to ſoules eares ſet) we heare or neuer

“Themeerely animate Man, doth nothing ſee

“Thattends to heauen: It muſt be onely He

“Thatis mere foule: Her ſeparable powers

“Theſcepter giuing heere: That then diſcourſe

“OfMotions that in ſence doe neuer fall,

“Yetknow them too, and can diſtinguiſh all

“Withſuch a freedome, that our earthly parts

“Sinckeall to earth: And then th’ingenuous arts

“Doetheir true office, Then true Policie

“Windeslike: a ſerpent, through all Empery.

“Herfolds on both ſides bounded, like a flood

“Withhigh-ſhores liſted, making great and good

“Whomſhe inſtructeth, to which, you (my Lord)

“Maylay all claimes that Temper can afford;

“Noughtgathering ere t’is ripe: and ſo muſt taſte

Kindelyand ſweetely, and the longer laſt,

Allfruits, in youth, ripe in you; and muſt ſo

Implya facultie to euer growe.

Andas the morning that is calme and gray,

Decktall with curld clowds; that the Sunne doth lay

Withvaried coullours; All aloft exhall’d

Asthey t’adorn euen heauen it ſelfe were call’d,

Andcould not fall in ſlendreſt deawes till Night,

Butkeepe daies Beauty: firme and exquiſite;

Morefor delight fit, and doth more adorne

Euēth’Euē with Graces,then the youthful morn:

Soyou (ſweete Earle) ſtay youth in aged bounds

Euenabſolute now, in all lifes graueſt grounds,

LikeAire, fill euery corner of your place,

Yourgrace, your virtue heightning:virtue, grace

Andkeeping all clowds high, aire calme, & cleer

Andin your ſelfe all that their height ſhould rere

Yourlife and light will proue a ſtill full Moone,

Andall your night time nobler then your noone,

TheSunne is in his riſing, height, and ſet

Still(in himſelfe) alike, at all parts great,

Hislight, heat, greatnes, coullors that are ſhowne

Tovs; as his charge, meerely is our owne.

Solet your charge, my Lord, in others be,

Butin your ſelfe hold Sun-like conſtancie.

Foras men ſkild in Natures ſtudy, ſay,

Theworld was not the world, nor did conuay

Tocoupling bodies Natures common forme,

But(all confuſ’d, like waues ſtruck with a ſtorme)

Someſmall were, and (in no ſet being, ſtaid)

Allcomprehenſion, and connexion fled;

Thegreater, and the more compact diſturb’d

Withceaſeles warre, and by no order curb’d,

Tillearth receiuing her ſet magnitude

Wasfixt her ſelfe, and all her Birth indu’d

Withſtaie and law, ſo this ſmall world of ours:

Isbut a Chaosofcorporeall powers:

Noryeelds his mixt parts, forms that may becom

Ahuman Nature; But at randome rome

Paſtbrutiſh faſhions, and ſo neuer can

Becald the ciuill bodie of a man;

Butin it, and againſt it ſelfe ſtill fights,

Incompetence of Cares, Ioyes, Appetites:

Themore great in command, made ſeruile more,

Glutted,not ſatiſfied: in plenty, poore:

Tillvp the Soule mounts, and the Scepter ſwaies

Th’admiredFabricke of her world ſuruaies,

Andas it hath a magnitude confinde,

Toall the powers therein, ſhe ſees combinde

Infit Acts for one end, which is t’obay

Reaſon,her Regent;Naturegiuing way:

Peace,Concord,Order,Stayproclaim’d, and Law,

Andnone commanding, if not all in Awe,

Paßion,and Anger,made to vnderlie,

Andheere concludes, mans morall Monarchie

Inwhich, your Lordſhips milde Soule ſits ſo hie

Yetcares ſo little to be ſeene, or heard,

Thatin the good thereof, her ſcope is Sphear’d.

TheThebanRuler,paralleling Right,

Who,thirſt of glory, turnd to appetite

Ofinward Goodneſſe,was of ſpeech ſo ſpare,

Toheare, and learne, ſo couetous, and yare,

That(of his yeares) none, things ſo many knew:

Norin his ſpeeches, ventured on ſo few:

Forththen (my Lord) & theſe things euer thirſt

TillScandallpine, and Bane-fedenuie burſt.

Andyou, (moſt noble) Lady as in blood

Inminde be Nobleſt, make our factious brood

Whoſeforked tongs, wold fain your honor ſting

Conuerttheir venomd points into their ſpring:

Whoſeowne harts guilty, of faults faind in yours

Woldfain be poſting off: but, arme your powers

Withſuch a ſeige of vertues, that no vice

Ofall your Foes, Aduantagemay entice

Toſally forth, and charge you with offence,

Butſterue within, for very conſcience

Ofthat Integritie, they ſee expreſt

Inyour cleere life: Of which, th’examples Reſt,

Maybe ſo blameleſſe; that all paſt muſt be

(BeingFount to th’other) moſt vndoubtedly

Confeſtvntouch’t; and Curioſitie

Thebeame picke rather from her own ſquint eie,

Thenramp ſtil at the motes ſhade, faind in yours,

Noughtdoth ſo ſhame this chimick ſerch of ours

Aswhen we prie long for aſſur’d huge priſe,

Ourglaſſes broke, all vp in vapor flies.

Andas, the Royall Beaſt, whoſe image you

Bearein your armes, and aires great Eagle too;

Stillas they goe, are ſaid to keepe in cloſe

Theirſeres, & Tallons, leſt their points ſhold loſe

Theirvſeful ſharpnes, when they ſerue no vſe:

Sothis our ſharp-eyd ſearch that we abuſe

Inothers breſts, we ſhould keepe in, t’explore

Ourowne fowle boſomes, and quit them before

Weranſacke others: but (great Ladie) leaue

TheſeRules to them they touch; do you receaue

Thoſefree ioies in your honour, and your Loue

Thatyou can ſay are yours; and euer moue

Whereyour cōmand, as ſoon is ſeru’d as known,

Ioyesplac’t without you, neuer are your owne.

YourHonours euer moſt humbly and faithfully vowd. Geo.Chapman.

Tothe preiudicate and peremptory Reader.

IAm ſtill in your hands; but was firſt in his, that (being our greatſuſtainer of Sincerity, and Innocence) will, I hope, defend meefrom falling. I thinke you know not him I intend, more then you knowme, nor can you know mee, ſince your knowledge is imagined ſo muchaboue mine, that it muſt needes ouerſee. He that lies on the groundcan fall no lower. By ſuch as backebite the higheſt, the loweſtmuſt looke to be deuor’d, Forth with your curious Scrutinie, andfinde my Ruſh as knotty as you luſt, and your owne Crab-tree, asſmooth. Twillbe moſt ridiculous; and pleaſing, to ſit in acorner, and ſpend your teeth to the ſtumps, in mumbling an ouldSparrow, till your lips bleed, and your eyes water: when all thefaults you can finde are firſt in your ſelues, t’is no Herculeanlabor to cracke what you breed. Ah las who knowes not your vttermoſtdimenſions? Or loues not the beſt things you would ſeeme to loue,in deed, and better? Truthwas neuer the Fount of FactionIn whoſe Sphere ſince your pureſt thoughts moue, their motion muſtof force be oblique and angulare. But whatſoeuer your diſeaſe bee,I know it incurable, becauſe your vrine will neuer ſhew it. Ataduenture, at no hand be let blood for it, but rather ſooth yourranke bloods and rub one another.

Youyet, ingenuous and iudicious Reader: that (as you are your ſelfe)retaine in a ſound bodie, as ſounde a ſoule: if your gentletractability, haue vnwares let the common ſurfet ſurprize youabſtaine, take Phiſique heere, and recouer. Since you reade tolearne, teach: Since you deſire to bee reform’d, reforme freely.Such ſtrokes ſhall bee ſo farre from breaking my head; they ſhallbe rich Balmes to it, comfort, and ſtrengthen the braine it beares,and make it healthfully neeſe out, whatſoeuer anoies it. Vale.

TheArgument.

ANdromeda,Daughter of Cepheus,King of Æthiopia;and Caßiope(a virgine exempted from cōpariſon in all the vertues &beauties, both of minde and bodie) for the enuie of Iunoto her Mother; being compar’d with her for beauty and wiſedome;(or as others write, maligned by the Nereides,for the eminent Graces of her ſelfe) moued ſo much the Deitiesdiſpleaſures;that they procur’d Neptuneto ſend into the Region of Cepheus,a whale ſo monſtrouſly vaſte and dreadfull: that all the fieldshe ſpoild and waſted; all the nobleſt edifices tumbling to ruine;the ſtrongeſt citties of the kingdome, not forcible enough towithſtand his inuaſions. Of which ſo vnſufferable a plagueCepheusconſultingwith an Oracle; and aſking both the cauſe, and remedie; afteraccuſtomed ſacrifices, the Oracle gaue anſwer, that the calamitywould neuer ceaſe, till his onely daughter Andromeda,was expoſed to the Monſter. Cepheusreturnd,and with Iron chaines bound his daughter to a rocke, before a cittieof the kingdome called Ioppe.At which cittie, the ſame time, Perſeusarriuedwith the head of Meduſa&c. who pittying ſo matchles a virgines expoſure to ſomiſerable an euent; diſſolu’d her chaines and tooke her from theRock. Both ſitting together to expect the monſter, & herauenouſly haſting to deuoure her, Perſeus,turnd part of him into ſtone, & through the reſt made way withhis ſword to his vtter ſlaughter. When (holding it wreath enoughfor ſo renownd a victory) He took Andromedato wife, & had by her one daughter called Perſe,another Erythræa,of whom, the ſea in thoſe parts is called MareErythræū;ſince ſhe both liued and died there: and one ſonne called afterhimſelfe, another Electrion,a third Sthenelus:and after liued Princely and happily with his wife and his owneMother to his

death.Then faind for their vertues to be made Conſtellations in Heauen.

AndromedaLiberata

AWayvngodly Vulgars, far away,

Flieye prophane, that dare not view the day,

Norſpeake to men but ſhadowes, nor would heare

Ofany newes, but what ſeditious were,

Hatefulland harmefull euer to the beſt,

Whiſperingtheir ſcandals, glorifying the reſt,

Impious,and yet gainſt all ills but your owne,

Thehoteſt ſweaters of religion.

Whoſepoyſons all things to your ſpleenes peruert,

Andall ſtreames meaſure by the Fount your heart,

Thatare in nought but miſrule regulare,

Towhoſe eyes all ſeeme ill, but thoſe that are,

Thathate yee know not why, nor with more cauſe,

Giuewhom yee moſt loue your prophane applauſe,

Thatwhen Kings and their Peeres (whoſe piercing eies

Brokethrough their broken ſleepes and policies,

Mensinmoſt Cabinets diſcloſe and hearts;

Whoſehands Iouesballance (weighing all deſarts)

Hauelet downe to them; which graue conſcience,

Charg’dwith the blood and ſoule of Innocence.

Holdswith her white hand, (when her either ſkole,

Aptto be ſway’d with euery graine of Soule,

Herſelfe ſwaies vp or downe, to heauen or hell,

Approuean action) you muſt yet conceale,

Adeeper inſight, and retaine a taint

Tocaſt vpon the pure ſoule of a Saint.

Away,in our milde Sphere doth nothing moue,

Butall-creating, all preſeruing Loue,

Atwhoſe flames, vertues, lighted euen to ſtarres,

Allvicious Enuies, and ſeditious Iars,

Bane-ſpittingMurmures and detracting Spels,

Banniſhwith curſes to the blackeſt hels:

Defenceof Beautyand of Innocence,

Andtaking off the chaines of Inſolence,

Fromtheir prophan’d and godlike Lineaments,

Actionsheroique, and diuine deſcents,

Allthe ſweet Graces,euen from death reuiu’d,

Andſacred fruites, from barren Rockes deriu’d,

Th’Immortall Subiects of our Nuptials are:

Theethen (iuſt ſcourge of factious populare;

Fautorof peace, and all the powers that moue

Inſacred Circle of religious Loue;

Fountaineof royall learning, and the rich

Treaſureof Counſailes, and mellifluous ſpeech:)

Letme inuoke, that one drop of thy ſpring

Mayſpirit my aged Muſe, and make her ſing,

Asif th’inſpir’d breſt, of eternall youth

Hadlent her Accents, and all-mouing truth.

TheKingdome that the gods ſo much did loue,

Andoften feaſted all the Powers aboue:

Atwhoſe prime beauties the enamour’d Sunne,

HisMorning beames lights, and doth ouerrunne

Theworld with Ardor (Æthiopia)

Borein her throne diuine Andromeda,

ToCepheusand Caſſiopehis Queene:

Whoſeboundleſſe beauties, made ore’flow the ſpleene

Ofeuery Neirid,for ſurpaſſing them:

TheSun to her, reſign’d his Diadem:

Andall the Deities,admiring ſtood,

Affirmingnothing mou’d, like fleſh and blood:

Thunderwould court her with words ſweetly phraz’d,

Andlightning ſtucke ’twixt heau’n and earth amaz’d.

Thismatchleſſe virgin had a mother too,

Thatdid for beautie, and for wiſdome goe

Beforethe formoſt Ladies of her time:

Towhom of ſuper-excellence the crime

Waslikewiſe lai’d by Iuno,and from hence

Pin’dEnuie ſuckt, the poiſon of offence.

Notruth of excellence, was euer ſeene,

Butbore the venome of the Vulgares ſpleene.

Andnow the much enrag’d Neireides

Obtain’dof him that moues the marble ſeas

(Towreake the vertue, they cal’d Inſolence)

Awhale ſo monſtrous, and ſo paſt defence,

Thatall the royall Region he laid waſt,

Andall the nobleſt edifices rac’t:

Norfrom his plague, were ſtrongeſt Cities free,

Hisbodies vaſt heape rag’d ſo heauily.

Withnobleſt names and bloods is ſtill embrewd

Themonſtrous beaſt, the rauenous Multitude.

Thisplague thus preying vpon all the land,

Withſo incomprehenſible a hand:

Thepious virgin of the father ſought,

ByOracles to know, what cauſe had brought

Suchbanefull outrage ouer all his State,

Andwhat might reconcile the Deities hate.

Hisoriſons and ſacrifices paſt,

TheOracle gaue anſwere, that the waſte

HisCountry ſuffered, neuer would conclude,

Tillhis Andromedahe did extrude,

Torapine of the Monſter, he (goodman,)

Reſolu’dtoſatiatetheLeuiathan:

Withher, before his Country, though he lou’d

Herpaſt himſelfe, and bore a ſpirit mou’d

Toreſcue Innocence in any one

Thatwas to him, or his, but kindly knowne,

Tograce, or profite; doe them any good

Thatlay in ſwift ſtreame of his nobleſt blood,

Conſtantto all, yet to his deereſt ſeed,

(Forrights ſake): flitting: thinking true indeed,

Thegenerall vprore, that t’was ſinne in her,

Thatmade men ſo exclaime, and gods conferre

Theirapprobation: ſaying the Kingdomes bale

Muſtend by her expoſure to the Whale:

Withwhom the Whale-like vulgare did agree,

Andtheir foule ſpleenes, thought her impiety,

Hermoſt wiſe mother yet, the ſterne intent,

Vow’dwith her beſt endeauour to preuent.

Andtolde her what her father did addreſſe;

Shee(fearefull) fled into the wilderneſſe:

Andto th’ inſtinct of ſauage beaſts would yeeld,

Beforea father that would ceaſe to ſhield

Adaughter, ſo diuine and Innocent:

Herfeet were wing’d, and all the ſearch out went,

Thatafter her was ordered: but ſhee flew,

Andburſt the winds that did incenſt purſue,

Andwith enamoured ſighes, her parts aßaile,

Plaidewith her haire, and held her by the vaile:

Fromwhom ſhee brake, and did to woods repaire:

Stillwhere ſhee went, her beauties dide the ayre,

^Andwith her warme blood, made proud Florabluſh:

Butſeeking ſhelter in each ſhadie buſh:

Beautylike fire, compreſt, more ſtrength receiues

Andſhee was ſtill ſeene ſhining through the leaues.

Huntedfrom thence, the Sunne euen burn’d to ſee,

Somore then Sunne-like a Diuinity,

Blindedher eyes, and all inuaſion ſeekes

Todance vpon the mixture of her cheekes,

Whichſhow’d to all, that follow’d after far,

Asvnderneath the roundure of a ſtarre,

Theeuening ſkie is purple’d with his beames:

Herlookes fir’d all things with her loues extreames.

Hernecke a chaine of orient pearle did decke,

Thepearles were faire, but fairer was her necke:

Herbreaſts (laid out) ſhow’d all enflamed ſights

Loue,lie a ſunning, twixt two Cryſolites:

Hernaked wriſts ſhowde, as if through the ſkie,

Ahand were thruſt, to ſigne the Deitie

Herhands, the confines, and digeſtions were

OfBeauties world; Louefixthis pillars there.

Hereyes that others caught, now made her caught,

Whoto her father, for the whale was brought,

Boundto a barraine Rocke, and death expected;

Butheau’n hath ſtill ſuch Innocence protected:

Beautyneeds feare no Monſters, for the ſea,

(Motherof Monſters)ſentAlcyone,

Towarrant her, not onely gainſt the waues,

Butall the deathes hid in her watrie graues.

Thelouing birds flight made about her ſtill,

(Stillgood preſaging) ſhew’d heau’ns ſauing will:

Whichcheering her, did comfort all the ſhore

Thatmourn’d in ſhade of her ſad eyes before:

Herlookes to perle turn’d peble, and her looks

Toburniſht gold tranſform’d the burning Rocks.

Andnow came roring to the tied, the Tide

AlltheNeireidesdeckt in all their pride

Mountedon Dolphins, rodde to ſee their wreake

Thewaues fom’d with their enuies;thatdid ſpeake

Inmuteſt fiſhes, with their leapes aloft

Forbrutiſh ioy of the reuenge they ſought.

Thepeople greedie of diſaſtrous ſights

Andnewes, (the food of idle appetites

Fromthe kings Chamber, ſtraight knew his intent,

Andalmoſt his reſolu’d thoughts did preuent

Indrie waues beating thicke about the Shore

Andthen came on the prodegie, that bore

Inone maſſe mixt their Image; that ſtill ſpread

Athouſand bodies vnder one ſole head

Ofone minde ſtill to ill all ill men are

Strangeſights and miſchiefes fit the Populare.

Vponthe Monſter redRhamnuſiarode,

TheSauage leapt beneath his bloody load

Madof his prey, giu’n ouer now by all:

Whenany high, haue any meanes to fall,

Theirgreateſt louers proue falſe props to proue it

Andfor the miſchiefe onely, praiſe and loue it.

Thereis no good they will not then commend,

Norno Religion but they will pretend

Amighty title to, when both are vſ’d,

Towarrant Innouation, or ſee bruſ’d

Thefriendleſſe Reed, that vnder all feet lies:

Theſound parts euermore, they paſſe like flies,

Anddwell vpon the ſores, ill in themſelues,

Theyclearely ſaile with ouer rockes and ſhelues,

Butgood in others ſhip wracke in the Deepes:

Muchmore vniuſt is he that truely keepes

Lawesfor more ſhew, his owne ends vnderſtood

Thenhe that breakes them for anothers good.

And’tis the height of all malignity,

Totender good ſo, that yee ill implie:

Totreade on Pride but with a greater pride.

Whenwhere no ill, but in ill thoughts is tri’d,

Toſpeake well is a charity diuine:

Thereſt retaine the poyſon ſerpentine

Vndertheir lips, that ſacred liues condemne,

Andwee may worthily apply to them,

Thistragicke execration: periſh hee

Thatſifts too far humane infirmity.

Butas your cupping glaſſes ſtill exhale

Thehumour that is euer worſt of all

Inall the fleſh: So theſe ſpic’t conſcienc’t men

Theworſt of things explore ſtill, and retaine.

Orrather, as in certaine Cities were

Someports through which all rites piaculare,

AllExecuted men, all filth were brought,

Ofall things chaſt, or pure, or ſacred, nought

Entringor iſſuing there: ſo curious men,

Noughtmanly, elegant, or not vncleane,

Embrace,or bray out: Acts of ſtaine are ſtill

TheirSyrens, and their Muſes: Any ill

Isto their appetites, their ſupreme good,

Andſweeter then their neceſſary food.

Allmen almoſt in all things they apply

TheBytheMainemake, and the Mainethe By.

Thusthis ſweete Ladies ſad expoſure was

Ofall theſe moodes in men, the only glaſſe:

Butnow the man that next to Ioue comptrold

Thetriple world, got with a ſhoure of gold:

(Armedwith Meduſa’shead, and Enyoseye:

TheAdamantine ſword ofMercury

Thehelme of Pluto,and Minerua’sMirror,

Thatfrom the Gorgusmade his paſſe with Terror)

Cameto the reſcue of this enuied mayd:

Drewneere, and firſt, in admiration ſtay’d

Thatfor the common ill of all the land,

Shethe particular obloquie ſhould ſtand:

Andthat a beauty, no leſſe then diuine

Shouldmen and women finde ſo ſerpentine

Asbut to thinke her any ſuch euent:

Muchleſſe that eies and hands ſhould giue conſent

Toſuch a danger and to ſuch a death.

Butthough the whole Realme laboured vnderneath

Sofoule an error, yet ſince Ioueand he

Tendredher beauty, and integretie,

Inſpight of all the more he ſet vp ſpirit

Todoe her right; the more all wrong’d her merit,

Hethat both vertue had, and beauty too

Equallwith her to both knew what to doe:

TheRuthles ſtill go laught at to the Graue

Thoſethat no good will doe, no goodneſſe haue:

Theminde a ſpirit is, and cal’d the glaſſe

Inwhich we ſee God; and corporeall grace

Themirror is, in which we ſee the minde.

Amongſtthe faireſt women you could finde

ThenPerſeus,none more faire; mongſt worthieſt men,

Noone more manly:This the glaſſe is then

Toſhew where our complexion is combinde;

Awomans beauty, and a manly minde:

Suchwas the halfe-diuine-borne Troian Terror

Whereboth Sex graces, met as in their Mirror.

Perſeusof Loues owne forme, thoſe fiue parts had

Whichſome giue man, that is the louelieſt made:

Orrather that is louelieſt enclin’d,

Andbeares (with ſhape) the beauty of the mind:

Youngwas he, yet not youthfull, ſince mid-yeeres,

Thegolden meane holds in mens loues and feares:

Aptlycompoſde, and ſoft (or delicate)

Flexible(or tender) calme (or temperate)

Oftheſe fiue, three, make moſt exactly knowne,

TheBodies temperate complexion:

Theother two, the order doe expreße,

Themeaſure and whole Trim of comelineſſe.

Atemperate corporature (learn’d Nature ſaith)

Aſmooth, a ſoft, a ſolid fleſh bewrayeth:

Whichſtate of body ſhewes th’ affections State

Inall the humours, to be moderate;

Forwhich cauſe, ſoft or delicate they call

Ourconquering Perſeus,and but yong withall,

Sincetime or yeeres in men too much reuolu’d,

Theſubtiler parts of humour being reſolu’d,

Morethicke parts reſt, of fire and aire the want,

Makesearth and water more predominant:

Flexiblethey calde him, ſince his quicke conceit,

Andpliant diſpoſition, at the height

Tookeeach occaſion, and to Acts approu’d,

Asſoone as he was full inform’d, he mou’d,

Notflexible, as of inconſtant ſtate,

Norſoft, as if too much effeminate,

Fortheſe to a complexion moderate

(Whichwe before affirme in him) imply,

Amoſt vnequall contrariety.

Compoſurefit for Iouesſonne Perſeushad,

Andto his forme, his mind fit anſwere made:

“Asto be lou’d, the faireſt fitteſt are;

“Toloue ſo to, moſt apt are the moſt faire,

“Lightlike it ſelfe, tranſparent bodies makes,

“Atones act; th’other ioint impreßion takes.

“Perſeus,(as if tranſparent) at firſt ſight,

“Wasſhot quite thorough with her beauties light:

“Beautybreedes loue; loue conſummates a man.

“Forloue, being true, and Eleutherean,

“NoIniurienor contumelie beares;

“Thathis beloued, eyther feeles or feares,

“Allgood-wils enterchange it doth conclude

“Andmans whole ſumme holds, which is gratitude:

“Nowiſdome, nobleſſe, force of armes, nor lawes,

“Withoutloue, wins man, his compleat applauſe:

“Loue,makes him valiant, paſt all elſe deſires

“ForMars,that is, of all heau’ns erring fires

“Moſtfull of fortitude (ſince he inſpires

“Menwith moſt valour) Cytheręatames:

“Forwhen in heau’ns blunt Angels ſhine his flames,

“Orhe, his ſecond or eight houſe aſcends

“Ofrul’d Natiuities; and then portends

“Illto the then-borne: Venusin aſpect

“Sextile,orTrinedoth (being conioyn’d) correct

“Hismoſt malignitie: And when his ſtarre

“Thebirth of any gouernes (fit for warre

“TheIſſue making much to wrath enclin’d

“Andto the ventrous greatneſſe of the minde)

“IfVenusneere him ſhine ſhe doth not let

“Hismagnanimity, but in order ſet

“Thevice of Anger making Marsmore milde

“Andgets the maſtry of him in the childe:

“Marsneuer maſters her; but if ſhe guide

“Sheloue inclines: and Marsſet by her ſide

“Herfires more ardent render, with his heat:

“Sothat if he at any birth be ſet

“Inth’ houſe of Venus,Libra,or the Bull,

“Thethen-borne burnes, and loues flames feels at full.

“Beſides,Marsſtill doth after Venusmoue

“Venusnot afterMars: becauſe,of Loue

“Boldneſſeis hand-maid, Loue not ſo of her:

“Fornot becauſe men, bold affections beare

“Louesgolden nets doth their affects enfold;

“Butſince men loue, they therefore are more bold

“Andmade to dare, euen Death,for their belou’d,

“Andfinally, Loues Fortitude is prou’d

“Paſtall, moſt cleerely; for this cauſe alone

“Allthings ſubmit to Loue, but loue to none.

“Celeſtials,Animals, all Corporeall things,

“Wiſemen,and Strong, Slaue-rich, and Free-borne Kings

“Areloues contributories; no guifts can buy,

“Nothreats can loue conſtraine, or terrifie

“Forloue is Free, and his Impulſions ſtill

Springfrom his owne free, and ingenious will.

NotGod himſelfe, would willing loue enforce

Butdid at firſt decree, his liberall courſe:

Suchis his liberty, that all affects

Allarts and Acts, the minde beſides directs

Toſome wiſh’t recompence, but loue aſpires

Tono poſſeßions, but his owne deſires:

Asif his wiſh in his owne ſphere did moue,

Andno reward were worthy Loue but Loue.

ThusPerſeusſtood affected, in a Time

Whenall loue, but of riches was a crime

Afancy and a follie. And this fact

Toadde to loues deſeruings, did detract;

Fortwas a Monſter and a monſtrous thing

Whencehe ſhould combat out, his nuptiall ring,

Themonſter vulgar thought, and conquerd gaue

Thecombatant already, the foule graue

Oftheir fore-ſpeakings, gaping for him ſtood

Andcaſt out fumes as from the Stigian flood

Gainſthis great enterpriſe, which was ſo fit

ForIouescheefe Minion,that Plebeianwit

Couldnot conceiue it: Acts that are too hie

ForFames crackt voice, reſound all Infamie:

Opoore of vnderſtanding: if there were

Ofall your Acts, one onely that did beare

Mansworthie Image, euen of all your best

Whichtruth could not diſcouer, to be drest

Inyour owne ends, which Truths ſelfe not compels,

Butcouers in your bottoms, ſinckes and hels.

Whoſeopening would abhor the ſunne to ſee

(Soye ſtood ſure of ſafe deliuerie

Beinggreat with gaine or propagating luſt)

Aman might feare your hubbubs; and ſome truſt

Giuethat moſt falſe Epiphonem,that giues

Yourvoice, the praiſe of gods: but view your liues

Witheyes impartiall, and ye may abhorre

Tocenſure high acts, when your owne taſte more

Ofdamned danger: Perſeusſcorn’d to feare

Theill of good Acts, though hel-mouth gap’t there:

Cameto Andromeda;ſat by, and cheerd:

Butſhe that lou’d, through all the death ſhe fear’d,

Atfirſt ſight, like her Louer: for his ſake

Reſolu’dto die, ere he ſhould vndertake

Acombat with a Monſter ſo paſt man

Totame or vanquiſh, though of Iouehe wanne

Apower paſt all men els, for man ſhould ſtill

Aduancehis powers to reſcue good from ill,

Wheremeanes of reſcue ſeru’d: and neuer where

Venturesof reſcue, ſo impoßible were

Thatwould encreaſe the danger: two for one

Expoſeto Ruine: Therefore ſhe alone

Wouldſtand the Monſters Fury and the Shame

Ofthoſe harſh bands: for if he ouercame

Themonſtrous world would take the monſters part

Somuch the more: and ſay ſome ſorcerouſe art

Nothis pure valour, nor his Innocence

Preuail’din her deliuerance her offence

Wouldſtill the ſame be counted, for whoſe ill

TheLand was threatned by the Oracle.

Thepoiſoned Murmures of the multitude.

Riſemore, the more, deſert or power obtrude:

Againsttheir moſt (ſayd he) come I the more:

Vertue,in conſtant ſufferance we adore.

Norcould death fright him, for he dies that loues:

Andſo all bitterneſſe from death remoues.

Hedies that loues, becauſe his euery thought,

(Himſelfeforgot) in his belou’d is wrought.

Ifof himſelfe his thoughts are not imploy’d

Norin himſelfe they are by him enioy’d.

Andſince not in himſelfe, his minde hath Act

(Themindes act chiefly being of thought compact)

Whoworkes not in himſelfe, himſelfe not is:

For,theſe two are in man ioynt properties,

Toworke, and Be; for Beingcan be neuer

ButOperation,is combined euer.

NorOperation,Beingdoth exceed,

Norworkes man where he is not: ſtill his deed

Hisbeing, conſorting, no true Louers minde

Hein himſelfe can therefore euer finde

Sincein himſelfe it workes not, if he giues

Beingfrom himſelfe, not in himſelfe he liues:

Andhe that liues not, dead is, Truth then ſaid

Thatwhoſoeuer is in loue, is dead.

Ifdeath the Monſter brought then, he had laid

Aſecond life vp, in the loued Mayd:

Andhad ſhe died, his third life Fame decreed,

Sincedeath is conquer’d in each liuing deed:

Thencame the Monſter on, who being ſhowne

Hischarmed ſheild, his halfe he turn’d to ſtone

Andthrough the other with his ſword made way:

Tilllike a ruin’d Cittie, dead he lay

Beforehis loue: The Neiridswitha ſhrieke

AndSyrens(fearfull to ſuſtaine the like)

Andeuen the ruthleſſe and the ſenceleſſe Tide

Beforehis howre, ran roring terrifi’d,

Backeto their ſtrength: wonders and monſters both,

Withconſtant magnanimitie, like froth

Sodainelyvaniſh, ſmother’d with their preaſe;

Nowonder laſts but virtue: which no leſſe

Wemay eſteeme, ſince t’is as ſeldome found

Firme& ſincere, and when no vulgar ground

Orflouriſh on it, fits the vulgar eye

Whoviewes it not but as a prodegie?

Plebeianadmiration, needes muſt ſigne

Alltrue-borne Acts, or like falſe fires they ſhine:

IfPerſeusfor ſuch warrant had contain’d

Hishigh exploit, what honour had he gain’d?

Whowould haue ſet his hand to his deſigne

Butin his ſkorne? ſkorne cenſures things diuine:

Trueworth (like truth) ſits in a groundleſſe pit

Andnone but true eyes ſee the depth of it

PerſeushadEnyoseye, and ſaw within

Thatgrace, which out-lookes, held a deſperate ſin:

He,for it ſelfe, with his owne end went on,

Andwith his louely reſcu’d Paragon

Long’dof his Conqueſt, for the lateſt ſhocke:

Diſſolu’dher chaines, and tooke her from the rocke

Nowwoing for his life that fled to her

Ashers in him lay: Loue did both confer

Toone in both: himſelfe in her he found

Shewith her ſelfe, in onely him was crownd:

Whilethee I loue (ſayd he) you louing mee

Inyou I finde my ſelfe: thought on by thee,

AndI (loſt in my ſelfe by thee neglected)

Inthee recouer’d am, by thee affected:

Theſame in me you worke, miraculous ſtrange

Twixttwo true Louers is this enterchange,

Forafter I haue loſt my ſelfe, if I

Redeememy ſelfe by thee, by thee ſupply

Iof my ſelfe haue, if by thee I ſaue

Myſelfe ſo loſt, thee more then me I haue.

Andneerer to thee, then my ſelfe I am

Sinceto my ſelfe no otherwiſe I came

Thenby thee being the meane: In mutuall loue

Oneonely death and two reuiuals moue:

Forhe that loues, when he himſelfe neglects

Diesin himſelfe once, In her he affects

Straighthe renewes, when ſhe with equall fire

Embracethhim, as he did her deſire:

Againehe liues too, when he ſurely ſeeth

Himſelfein her made him: O bleſſed death

Whichtwo liues follow: O Commerce moſt ſtrange

Where,who himſelfe doth for another change,

Norhath himſelfe, nor ceaſeth ſtill to haue:

Ogaine, beyond which no deſire can craue,

Whentwo are ſo made one, that either is

Forone made two, and doubled as in this:

Whoone life had: one interuenient death

Makeshim diſtinctly draw a two fold breath:

Inmutuall Loue the wreake moſt iuſt is found,

Wheneach ſo kill that each cure others wound;

ButChurliſh Homicides,muſt death ſuſtaine,

Forwho belou’d, not yeelding loue againe

Andſo the life doth from his loue deuide

Denieshimſelfe to be a Homicide?

Forhe no leſſe a Homicideis held,

Thatman to be borne lets: then he that kild

Aman that is borne: He is bolder farre

Thatpreſent life reaues: but he crueller

Thatto the to-be borne, enuies the light

Andputs their eyes out, ere they haue their ſight.

Allgood things euer we deſire to haue,

Andnot to haue alone, but ſtill to ſaue:

Allmortall good, defectiue is, and fraile;

Vnleſſein place of things, on point to faile,

Wedaily new beget. That things innate

Maylaſt, the languiſhing we re’create

Ingeneration, re’creation is,

Andfrom the proſecution of this

Manhis inſtinct of generation takes.

Sincegeneration, in continuance, makes

Mortals,ſimilitudes, of powers diuine,

Diuineworth doth in generation ſhine.

ThusPerſeusſayd, and not becauſe he ſau’d

Herlife alone, he her in marriage crau’d:

Butwith her life, the life of likely Race

Waschiefe end of his action, in whoſe grace

Herroyall father brought him to his Court

Withall the then aſſembled glad reſort

OfKings and Princes: where were ſolemniz’d

Th’admiredNuptialls: which great Heau’n ſo priz’d

ThatIoueagaine ſtoopt in a goulden ſhowre

T’enrichthe Nuptiall, as the Natall howre

Ofhappy Perſeus,white-armdIunoto

Depoſ’dher greatneſſe, and what ſhe could do

Tograce the Bride& Bride-groome,was vouchſaft

AllSubiect-deities ſtoopt to: and the Shaft

Goldenand mutuall, with which loue compreſt

Bothth’enuied Louers: offerd to, and kiſt:

Allanſwerablie feaſted to their States:

Inall the Starres beames, ſtoopt the reuerend Fates:

Andthe rere banquet, that fore ranne the Bed

Withhis preſage ſhut vp, and ſeconded:

Andſayd they ſung verſe, that Poſteritie

Inno age ſhould reproue, for Perfidie.

ParcarumEpithalamion.

OYou this kingdomes glory that ſhall be

Parentsto ſo renownd a Progenie

Asearth ſhall enuie, and heauen glory in,

Acceptof their liues threds, which Fates ſhal ſpin

Theirtrue ſpoke oracle, and liue to ſee

Yourſonnes ſonnes enter ſuch a Progenie,

Asto the laſt times of the world ſhall laſt:

Haſteyou that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

SeeHeſperus,with nuptiall wiſhes crownd,

Takeand enioy; In all ye wiſh abound,

Abound,for who ſhould wiſh crowne with her ſtore

Butyou that ſlew what barren made the ſhore?

Youthat in winter, make your ſpring to come

YourSummer needs muſt be Eliſium:

Arace of mere ſoules ſpringing, that ſhall caſt

Theirbodies off in cares, and all ioyes taſte.

Haſtethen that ſacred web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Ioueloues not many, therefore let thoſe few

Thathis guifts grace, affect ſtill to renew:

Fornone can laſt the ſame; that proper is

Toonely more then Semideities:

Tolaſt yet by renewing, all that haue

Moremerit then to make their birth their graue,

Asin themſelues life, life in others ſaue:

Firſtto be great ſeeke, then lou’d, then to laſt:

Haſteyou that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Shecomes, ô Bridegroom ſhew thy ſelfe enflam’d

Andof what tender tinder Loue is flam’d:

Catchwith ech ſparke, her beauties hurle about:

Naywith ech thoght of her be rapt throughout;

Meltlet thy liuer, pant thy ſtartled heart:

MountLoue on earthquakes in thy euery part:

Athouſand hewes on thine, let her lookes caſt;

Diſſoluethy ſelfe to be by her embrac’t,

Haſteye that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Asin each bodie, there is ebbe and flood

Ofblood in euery vaine, of ſpirits in blood;

OfIoyes in ſpirits, of the Soule in Ioyes,

Andnature through your liues, this change imploies

Tomake her conſtant: ſo each minde retaines

Mannersand cuſtoms, where vicicitude reignes:

Opinions,pleaſures, which ſuch change enchains.

Andin this enterchange all man doth laſt,

Haſtethen who guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Whobodie loues beſt, feedes on dantieſt meats,

Whofaireſt ſeed ſeekes, faireſt women gets:

Wholoues the minde, with louelieſt diſciplines

Louesto enforme her, in which verity ſhines.

Herbeauty yet, we ſee not, ſince not her:

Butbodies (being her formes) who faire forms beare

Weview, and chiefely ſeeke her beauties there.

Thefaireſt then, for faire birth, ſee embrac’t,

Haſteye that guide the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

^Starresye are now, and ouerſhine the earth:

Starresſhall ye be heereafter, and your birth

Inbodies rule heere, as your ſelues in heau’n,

Whatheer Detractionſteals, ſhall there be giuen:

Theboūd that heer you freed ſhal triumph there

Thechaine that touch’t her wriſts ſhal be a ſtarre

Yourbeauties few can view, ſo bright they are:

Likeyou ſhalbe your birth, with grace diſgrac’t

Haſteye that rule the web, haſte ſpindles haſte.

Thusby diuine inſtinct, the fates enrag’d,

OfPerſeusandAndromedapreſag’d

Who,(when the worthy nuptial State was done

Andthat act paſt, which only two makes one,

Fleſhof each fleſh and bone of eithers bone)

LeftCepheusCourt;both freed and honoured.

Thelouing Victor, and bleſt Bride-groomeled

Hometo the Seriphins, his reſcu’d Bride;

Who(after iſſue highly magnifi’d

Bothrapt to heau’n, did conſtellations reigne,

Andto an Aſteriſme was turn’d the chaine

Thatonely touch’t his grace of fleſh & blood,

Inall which ſtands the Fates kinde Omengood.

APODOSIS.

THusthrough the Fount of ſtormes (the cruell ſeas)

HerMonſters and malignant deities,

GreatPerſeusmade high and triumphant way

Tohis ſtarre crownd deed, and bright Nuptiall day.

Andthus doe you, that Perſeusplace ſupply

Inour Iouesloue, get Perſeanvictorie

Ofour Land Whale, foule Barbariſme, and all

Hisbrood of pride, and liues Atheiſticall:

Thatmore their pallats and their purſes priſe

Thenpropagating Perſeanvictories:

TakeMonſters parts, not aucthor manly parts:

ForMonſters kill the Man-informing Arts:

Andlike a lothed prodegie deſpiſe

Therapture that the Arts doth naturaliſe,

Creatingand immortaliſing men:

Whoſcornes in her the Godheads vertue then,

TheGodheads ſelfe hath boldneſſe to deſpiſe,

Andhate not her, but their Eternities:

Seekevertues loue, and vicious flatteries hate,

Heereis not true ſweete, but in knowing State.

WhoHonorhurts, neglecting vertues loue,

Commitsbut Rapes on pleaſures; for not Ioue

Hispower in thunder hath, or downeright flames,

Buthis chiefe Rule, his Loue and Wiſedome frames.

Youthen, that in loues ſtrife haue ouercome

Thegreateſt Subiect blood of Chriſtendome,

Thegreateſt ſubiect minde take, and in Both

Beabſolute man: and giue that end your oth.

Soſhall my ſad aſtoniſht Muſearriue

Ather chiefe obiect: which is, to reuiue

Byquickning honor, in the abſolute beſt:

Andſince none are, but in Eternitie, bleſt,

Hethat in paper can regiſter things

ThatBraſſe and Marble ſhall denie euen Kings:

Shouldnot be trod on by ech preſent flaſh:

TheMonſter ſlaine then, with your cleere Seas, waſh

Fromſpots of Earth, Heauens beauty in the minde

Inwhich, through death, hath all true Nobleſſe ſhinde.

FINIS.