That from her griefe-burst vaines in piteous flood,
From the sweet conduits of her fauor fell:

The gentle Turtles did with moanes make swell
Their shining gorges: the white black-eyde Swans
Did sing as wofull Epicedians,

As they would straightwaies dye: when pities Queene
The Goddesse Ecte, that had euer beene

Hid in a watrie clowde neere Heros cries,

Since the first instant of her broken eies,

Gaue bright Leucote voyce, and made her speake,
To ease her anguish, whose swolne breast did breake
With anger at her Goddesse, that did touch,
Hero so neere for that she vsde so much.
And thrusting her white neck at Venus, sayd:
Why may not amorous Hero seeme a mayd,
Though she be none, as well as you suppresse
In modest cheekes your inward wantonnesse ?
How often haue wee drawne you from aboue,
T'exchange with mortals, rites for rites in loue?
Why in your preist then call you that offence
That shines in and is your
you,
influence?
With this the furies stopt Leucotes lips,
Enioynd by Venus, who with Rosie whips

Beate the kind Bird. Fierce lightning from her

eyes

Did set on fire faire Heros sacrifice,

Which was her torne robe, and inforced hayre;

tion and creation of Dissimulation

And the bright flame became a mayd most faire
Descrip- For her aspect: her tresses were of wire,
Knit like a net, where harts all set on fire
Strugled in pants and could not get releast:
Her armes were all with golden pincers drest,
And twentie fashiond knots, pullies, and brakes,
And all her bodie girdled with painted Snakes.
Her doune parts in a Scorpions taile combinde,
Freckled with twentie colours; pyed wings shinde
Out of her shoulders; Cloth had neuer die,
Nor sweeter colours neuer viewed eie,
In scorching Turkie, Cares, Tartarie,
Than shinde about this spirit notorious ;
Nor was Arachnes web so glorious.
Of lightning and of shreds she was begot;
More hold in base dissemblers is there not.
Her name was Eronusis. Venus flew

From Heros sight, and at her Chariot drew
This wondrous creature to so steepe a height,
That all the world she might command with sleight
Of her gay wings and then she bad her hast,
Since Hero had dissembled, and disgrast
Her rites so much, and euery breast infect
With her deceits; she made her Architect
Of all dissimulation, and since then
Neuer was any trust in maides nor men.

O it spighted,

Fayre Venus hart to see her most delighted,
And one she chusde for temper of her minde,
To be the only ruler of her kinde,

So soone to let her virgin race be ended;
Not simply for the fault a whit offended :
But that in strife for chastnes with the Moone,
Spitefull Diana bad her shew but one,
That was her seruant vowd, and liu'd a mayd,
And now she thought to answer that vpbrayd,
Hero had lost her answer; who knowes not
Venus would seeme as farre from any spot
Of light demeanour, as the very skin
Twixt Cynthias browes? Sin is asham'd of Sin
Vp Venus flew, and scarce durst vp for feare
Of Phabes laughter, when she past her Sphere:
And so most vgly clowded was the light,

That day was hid in day; night came ere night,
And Venus could not through the thick ayre pierce,
Till the daies king, god of vndanted verse,
Because she was so plentifull a theame
To such as wore his Lawrell Anademe,
Like to a firie bullet made descent,

And from her passage those fat vapours rent,
That being not throughly rarefide to raine,
Melted like pitch as blew as any vaine,

And

And scalding tempests made the earth to shrinke
Vnder their feruor, and the world did thinke
In euery drop a torturing Spirit flew,

It pierst so deeply, and it burnd so blew.
Betwixt all this and Hero, Hero held

Leanders picture as a Persian shield :

And she was free from feare of worst successe;

The more ill threats vs, we suspect the lesse :

As we grow haples, violence subtle growes,

Dumb, deafe, & blind, & comes when no man knowes.

The end of the fourth Sestyad.

THE

JACKDIE

THE ARGVMENT OF THE
FIFT SESTYAD.

Day doubles her accustomd date,
As loth the night, incenst by fate,
Should wrack our louers; Heros plight,
Longs for Leander, and the night:
VVhich ere her thirstie wish recouers,
She sends for two betrothed louers,
And marries them, that (with their crew,
Their sports and ceremonies due)
She couertly might celebrate

VVith secret ioy her owne estate.
She makes a feast, at which appeares
The wilde Nymph Teras, that still beares
An Iuory Lute, tels Omenous tales,
And sings at solemne festiuales.

Ow was bright Hero weary of the day,

NOV

Thought an Olympiad in Leanders stay.

Sol, and the soft-foote Howrs hung on his armes,

And would not let him swim, foreseeing his harmes : That day Aurora double grace obtainde

Of her loue Phabus; she his Horses rainde,