THE
HEROINAE
:
OR
The
lives
OF
-
ARRIA
,
-
PAULINA
,
-
LUCRECIA
,
-
DIDO
,
-
THEUTILLA
,
-
CYPRIANA
,
-
ARETAPHILA
.
LONDON
,
Printed
by
R.
Bishop
,
for
Iohn
Colby
,
and
are
to
be
sold
at
his
Shop
under
the
Kings
head
Tavern
,
at
Chancery-lane
end
in
Fleet-street
.
1639.
TO
The
true
Heroine
Lady
,
the
Lady
DOROTHY
SYDNEY
,
The
HEROINAE
are
humbly
p●●sented
by
G.
RIVERS
,
To
receive
Fame
from
her
Favour
.
Madam
,
THat
I
approach
so
faire
a
Shrine
with
so
course
an
Offering
;
accuse
not
my
unworthinesse
,
but
your
owne
worth
;
which
like
a
Load-star
is
pleas'd
to
attract
the
coursest
mettle
,
to
make
knowne
her
power
.
Were
it
not
a
prophanation
to
sunder
that
symmetrie
of
Vertue
and
Beautie
,
(
pieces
,
of
which
you
are
the
whole
,
and
which
worthily
beget
wonder
and
love
▪
I
might
aspire
to
levell
prayses
to
some
few
particulars
:
but
since
such
a
disunion
cannot
bee
made
by
a
weake
pen
without
cracking
or
disordering
th●
goodliest
frame
of
Nature
;
Madam
you
must
give
mee
leave
onely
to
admire
you
in
great
,
as
the
great
Subject
of
all
admiration
.
If
in
writing
You
,
I
fall
short
of
sense
;
it
is
Love
:
if
I
overreach
it
;
it
is
Wonder
:
so
is
sense
and
language
oppress'd
▪
or
heightned
by
the
subject
that
admits
no
meane
.
Madam
,
if
this
Pamphlet
of
You
rise
in
the
opinion
of
the
World
,
it
is
You
;
if
it
fall
,
it
is
I
;
I
,
that
have
batter'd
my
braines
against
as
great
a
miracle
as
the
Philosophers
stone
.
If
you
please
to
receive
it
with
a
favour
answerable
to
the
ambition
it
is
offered
,
I
shall
account
it
the
greatest
honour
that
can
bee
done
to
him
,
in
whose
esteem
(
Madam
)
You
are
the
first
and
last
of
these
Stories
;
the
unparallel'd
Lady
DOROTHY
SYDNEY
,
the
incomparable
ARETAPHILA
.
ARRIA
.
WHilest
the
Roman
State
was
govern'd
,
or
rather
mangled
between
the
Fencer
,
the
Fidler
,
the
Jugler
,
and
the
Player
,
liv'd
Cecinna
Paetus
,
sometimes
Consull
,
a
man
every
way
worthy
that
high
title
,
of
a
Spirit
moulded
for
great
designes
,
that
would
breake
through
all
interruptions
to
advance
his
Honour
:
Hee
,
a
faithfull
friend
to
Scribonianus
,
in
whose
faction
he
had
engaged
his
life
and
fortunes
;
after
his
overthrow
was
taken
prisoner
by
the
Souldiers
of
Claudius
Nero.
When
hee
was
taking
Ship
,
(
a
Triumph
for
Rome
)
he
desired
the
Officers
that
Arria
his
Wife
might
accompanie
him
;
holding
it
a
grand
discourtesie
,
since
shee
had
shared
his
prosperous
fortunes
,
to
deny
her
his
miseries
:
but
the
Souldiers
,
of
men
the
best
studied
in
crueltie
,
were
more
ambitious
to
tyrannize
over
his
mind
(
the
greater
Triumph
)
than
his
body
;
and
well
advised
how
sorrowes
are
substracted
by
being
divided
,
denyed
his
most
passionate
prayers
,
and
hoised
saile
.
Many
of
them
were
flies
engendred
from
his
heat
,
who
now
fled
him
as
an
inhospitable
clyme
,
too
cold
to
nourish
flattery
.
They
beheld
him
as
one
whose
misfortunes
were
infectious
,
not
to
bee
sympathiz'd
;
or
as
a
Rock
that
stands
the
shock
of
the
impetuous
Wind
,
to
ruine
those
that
touch
it
.
Adversity
is
the
true
touchstone
of
Vertue
and
Friendship
;
Friendship
followes
the
good
fortune
,
but
Vertue
the
bad
.
That
calmenesse
of
mind
which
attends
some
high
fortunes
,
is
grounded
rather
upon
Policie
than
Vertue
:
hee
that
swels
when
he
is
full
,
intends
to
break
himselfe
;
who
then
will
be
proud
when
he
is
prosperous
?
As
it
is
an
argument
of
basenesse
to
bee
elated
;
so
it
is
true
magnanimity
,
not
to
bee
dejected
.
Friendly
offices
,
like
Rivulets
to
the
Ocean
,
are
tributes
reflecting
to
the
fortunes
,
not
the
men
:
let
these
once
decline
,
the
other
like
Frie
will
swimme
against
the
sinking
streame
:
or
like
Mice
,
shelter
themselves
from
the
approaching
storme
.
So
Paetus
out
liv'd
his
happinesse
,
and
his
friends
:
onely
his
deare
Arria
,
having
hired
a
Fish-boat
,
followed
along
by
the
Shore
of
Sclavonia
;
so
noble
was
her
piety
;
as
if
shee
did
congratulate
those
extremities
,
as
the
tryall
of
that
unshaken
faith
,
that
well-knit
affection
,
not
to
bee
ravel'd
from
her
Paetus
by
the
strongest
battery
of
fortune
.
With
so
meane
advantage
as
one
small
Bark
,
so
small
attendance
as
one
mean
Fisherman
,
no
Saile
but
Resolution
,
no
Pilot
but
that
high
Spirit
that
threatned
destinie
,
and
dar'd
the
utmost
power
of
Fate
,
shee
imbarqu'd
her selfe
into
the
dangers
of
the
Seas
.
When
shee
was
arriv'd
at
Rome
,
and
in
the
Emperours
presence
,
Iunia
the
Widow
of
Scribonianus
,
chiefe
partner
in
her
captivity
,
did
familiarly
accost
her
:
to
whom
with
words
made
for
disdaine
,
shee
made
reply
;
doest
thou
live
,
(
said
shee
)
shame
of
our
sexe
,
and
monument
of
our
shame
!
Thou
,
in
whose
armes
Scribonianus
thy
Husband
was
slaine
!
What
stands
between
thee
and
death
,
now
hee
is
removed
that
hindred
thy
prospect
?
Unworthy
woman
,
that
prizest
loathed
life
above
thine
honour
,
and
lovest
thy selfe
above
thy
Lord
!
Arria
,
thy
courage
(
said
Iunia
)
is
ill
plac'd
:
the
Gods
that
sent
us
hither
,
gave
us
life
as
their
greatest
blessing
,
not
to
be
appropriated
to
our selves
,
but
communicated
to
our
friends
and
Countrey
;
if
wee
should
live
onely
to
our selves
,
wee
should
live
onely
to
undoe
all
;
since
this
great
All
subsists
by
each
particular
:
is
then
the
whole
of
us
our
owne
,
when
the
least
part
of
us
is
not
only
ours
?
Grant
our
lives
were
intirely
ours
;
yet
are
they
not
of
that
small
consequence
,
that
like
our
clothes
wee
may
devest
us
of
them
when
our
mis-guided
fancies
tell
us
they
are
out
of
fashion
.
Then
if
Scribonianus
(
to
whose
departed
soule
thou
slanderest
my
affection
)
had
held
an
end
like
this
,
an
end
of
misery
,
or
a
way
to
happinesse
and
honour
;
hee
had
counsel'd
mee
to
die
,
and
had
not
liv'd
himselfe
to
have
been
slaine
.
Fond
Woman
(
replyed
Arria
)
how
thine
owne
arguments
condemn
thee
!
If
the
Gods
give
us
life
as
their
greatest
blessing
,
then
surely
blessednesse
is
the
quality
and
vertue
of
life
:
when
they
withdraw
this
,
they
call
us
(
if
our
faint
soules
could
heare
them
)
nay
,
even
nature
her selfe
whispers
to
us
to
bee
gone
to
some
better
place
.
If
our
Friends
and
Countrey
have
part
,
or
all
of
us
,
to
whom
do
we
belong
,
if
they
discard
us
?
must
wee
live
wretched
till
the
decay
of
nature
doth
remove
us
?
So
patiently
the
poor
silly
Cottager
awaites
the
good
houre
his
house
shall
fall
upon
his
head
.
If
Scribonianus
thy
Husband
had
not
dyed
honourably
in
the
Camp
,
(
so
great
an
opinion
have
I
of
his
Vertue
)
hee
had
dyed
as
honourably
in
his
Tent
:
but
when
thou
leav'st
the
World
,
the
World
shall
not
leave
to
say
of
thee
,
that
Iunia
outliv'd
her
Vertue
,
and
her
Love
died
sooner
then
her selfe
.
The
Emperour
by
these
passages
perceiv'd
whereto
shee
tended
,
that
shee
would
live
no
longer
then
till
shee
had
a
power
to
die
;
commanded
her
to
be
streightly
guarded
:
but
this
restraint
was
rather
a
spur
then
a
bridle
to
her
actions
travelling
to
fame
:
for
shee
enraged
that
her
death
was
denyed
her
,
flung
out
of
the
Chaire
where
shee
sate
,
and
violently
ranne
her
head
against
the
Wall
,
with
which
blow
,
shee
much
wounded
,
fell
into
a
deadly
swoone
:
but
as
soon
as
her
keepers
had
recall'd
the
unwelcom'd
life
to
her
,
the
life
that
griev'd
her
,
not
that
it
was
gone
,
but
returned
;
she
thus
bespake
them
:
You
see
how
vainly
you
imploy
your
care
to
keep
a
prisoner
that
will
be
free
;
you
may
make
mee
die
with
more
paine
,
and
lesse
honour
;
but
not
to
die
at
all
,
this
is
beyond
your
power
:
whilst
I
wear
a
hand
commanded
by
a
heart
that
knowes
no
feare
,
I
shall
not
despaire
of
death
,
nor
shall
I
long
protract
a
loathed
breath
in
such
wretched
times
that
make
life
but
the
nursery
of
sorrowes
,
and
seminary
of
misfortunes
.
Some
few
dayes
she
wasted
in
comforting
,
and
condoling
with
her
friends
the
generall
calamities
wherein
the
most
vertuous
were
involv'd
,
under
that
monster
of
men
,
Nero
,
then
tyrannizing
.
Then
she
retired
into
Paetus
lodging
,
and
there
thus
spake
her
last
:
The
soule
imprison'd
in
a
necessity
of
being
miserable
,
must
break
through
all
fence
of
nature
into
an
honourable
end
.
This
very
precept
nature
her selfe
imprinteth
in
us
;
shee
denyeth
not
the
iron-bound
Slave
a
death
to
free
him
from
the
toylsome
Oare
;
doth
she
deny
the
Sun-scorch'd
Pilgrim
his
nights
sleep
?
no
,
nor
the
world-beaten
man
his
eternall
rest
.
Surely
then
,
shee
allowes
us
to
shake
off
her
interest
,
when
we
are
sunke
below
her
succour
.
Paetus
,
thy
life
is
not
link'd
to
nature
,
but
to
fame
:
fall
then
by
thine
owne
sword
,
and
thy
spirit
wound
up
in
thine
honour
,
mounts
to
the
Palaces
of
the
immortall
Gods
:
If
thou
faintest
under
so
brave
a
resolution
,
or
enviest
thy selfe
the
glory
of
thy
end
;
know
,
that
ere
two
dayes
expire
,
thou
thy selfe
expirest
:
but
how
?
by
whose
hands
?
beheaded
by
a
base
hangman
,
offered
up
a
tame
sacrifice
to
insated
tyranny
.
Awake
the
Roman
in
thee
;
shall
high
Paetus
(
whom
when
the
World
unworthy
of
his
Vertue
,
ingratefully
flung
off
)
claspe
broken
hopes
and
fortunes
,
to
save
himselfe
with
the
shipwrack
of
his
fame
?
shall
hee
,
to
whom
thousand
servile
necks
did
bow
,
stoop
to
the
basenesse
to
beg
life
,
while
his
death
is
in
his
hands
?
Cato
and
Scipio
(
whom
this
age
is
more
prone
to
adore
then
admire
)
held
it
not
honourable
to
begg
life
,
though
they
might
expect
more
from
Caesars
Vertue
.
But
what
canst
thou
hope
for
from
a
Tyrant
abjur'd
by
all
the
Vertues
,
one
that
approves
nothing
in
Soveraigntie
but
Power
,
and
that
guided
by
Passion
to
insatiate
revenge
?
Then
(
as
if
shee
had
distrusted
her
Husbands
spirit
)
shee
drew
out
the
poyniard
from
his
side
:
Paetus
,
(
said
shee
)
how
I
have
not
entertain'd
life
,
nor
death
but
for
thy
sake
,
this
last
act
of
honour
be
my
witnesse
.
Doe
this
Paetus
:
then
she
plung'd
the
dagger
into
her
heart
,
and
having
drawne
it
out
,
shee
delivered
it
to
him
againe
;
trust
my
departing
breath
,
Paetus
,
(
said
shee
)
not
the
wound
it
gives
mee
,
but
thee
,
afflicts
mee
.
There
died
the
noble
Arria
,
there
did
that
soule
flie
to
eternity
;
that
soule
that
was
too
great
to
owe
her
liberty
to
any
power
but
to
her
owne
.
Paetus
blushing
to
be
indebted
to
a
president
for
his
death
,
especially
his
Wife
;
took
to
him
the
dagger
that
was
so
lately
guilded
in
his
Arria's
bloud
,
and
with
these
words
hastned
to
his
end
.
Had
fortune
answered
my
resolution
,
and
crown'd
my
enterprize
with
happinesse
;
I
had
entered
Rome
,
envied
by
the
most
noble
,
not
pitied
by
the
basest
.
I
now
see
how
the
successe
of
humane
affaires
depends
not
upon
valour
,
but
uncertain
fates
;
and
our
actions
elevated
by
the
height
of
spirit
,
do
but
intrench
us
deeper
into
misery
.
But
though
I
am
bereft
of
all
the
advantages
of
fortune
,
and
of
honour
:
yet
am
I
Master
of
a
mind
unconquered
;
over
which
nor
Tyrannie
nor
Fate
shall
triumph
.
Then
embracing
her
dead
,
hee
sigh'd
,
and
said
;
Pardon
,
blest
spirit
,
my
too
long
absence
from
thee
;
I
have
borrowed
this
little
leave
of
life
but
to
admire
thy
Vertue
,
which
being
above
my
wonder
,
I
must
soare
unto
that
height
where
it
is
ascended
,
to
search
out
her
true
perfection
:
Pardon
my
soule
that
she
ascends
not
to
thee
in
an
extasie
;
faine
would
shee
:
but
this
dagger
claimes
her
liberty
that
gave
thee
thine
.
Then
he
thrust
it
into
his
heart
,
and
there
the
dagger
acted
his
last
and
most
faithfull
service
;
slew
his
Master
.
Pro
Arria
.
THE
first
Being
tyed
the
first
two
into
one
,
and
formed
two
different
sexes
into
one
body
,
and
one
soule
;
the
bodies
by
alternate
use
so
proprietated
,
not
to
one
,
but
both
:
the
soules
so
sympathizing
in
affections
and
in
passions
,
as
both
became
one
to
both
.
They
that
keep
this
mystery
inviolable
,
know
no
outward
respects
of
power
to
divide
them
into
two
:
If
Paetus
be
unhappy
,
Arria
is
unfortunate
:
Paetus
is
doom'd
to
die
;
and
shall
Arria
live
to
see
him
slaine
?
Hath
hee
outliv'd
his
hopes
,
and
can
shee
hope
to
outlive
him
?
But
why
would
she
die
?
was
the
feare
of
the
Emperours
cruelty
mingled
in
her
cause
?
What
feares
she
that
feares
not
death
?
what
Emperour
is
cruell
to
her
that
dares
die
?
what
cruelty
is
to
be
parallel'd
to
that
which
bereft
her
of
her
life
?
It
was
Paetus
slew
her
;
Paetus
?
had
Arria
liv'd
,
Paetus
had
not
slaine
himselfe
;
therefore
Arria
died
:
died
because
Paetus
should
die
:
Oh
unheard
of
cruelty
!
oh
unparallel'd
affection
!
Arria
died
because
Paetus
could
not
live
.
Paetus
by
death
redeem'd
himself
from
what
was
worse
than
death
;
from
torture
:
Arria
redeem'd
her
honour
,
and
her
Paetus
from
torture
,
and
dishonour
.
Fortune
made
her
miserable
,
that
Vertue
might
make
her
happie
:
her
faith
so
firmly
tyed
her
love
,
that
death
could
not
undo
it
with
her
life
.
Her
fortunes
were
so
ingrafted
in
her
Paetus
,
that
with
his
they
did
bud
,
flourish
and
wither
▪
Her
life
was
fastned
to
his
strings
of
life
:
with
him
she
liv'd
,
with
him
she
died
.
Contra
Arriam
.
THrough
what
forbidden
pathes
doth
passion
hurrie
us
,
when
once
our
reason
is
unseated
!
Arria
would
die
rather
then
bee
led
in
triumph
:
did
death
redeem
her
?
No
;
death
was
but
fortunes
headsman
to
execute
her
she
had
condemn'd
.
The
Emperors
power
extended
no
faerther
then
to
afflict
her
withred
body
:
not
able
to
endure
this
weak
revenge
,
shee
yeelded
up
her
mind
a
triumph
to
her
fortune
,
and
her selfe
unto
her
sorrow
.
If
fear
did
not
surprize
her
,
then
engag'd
in
Paetus
treason
,
she
was
her
own
wrack
and
torture
,
scorning
all
Executioners
but
her self
Who
then
condemns
her
death
,
when
it
was
due
to
justice
?
But
what
law
exacts
of
her
this
justice
?
The
Gods
forbid
her
to
kill
another
,
much
more
her self
,
being
nearer
to
her selfe
than
any
other
.
Nature
by
her
law
claims
life
,
as
her
due
debt
,
payable
when
shee
demands
it
.
If
she
died
because
Paetus
should
die
;
shee
did
but
invite
him
to
her
rage
,
not
to
her
vertue
.
But
I
think
fear
,
the
common
defect
of
Nature
in
women
,
depriv'd
her
of
her
life
:
for
death
appeard
so
accoutred
in
the
terrours
of
wrack
and
hangman
;
that
she
died
for
fear
of
death
.
PAVLINA
.
LVcius
Annaeus
Seneca
the
Philosopher
,
and
Tutor
to
Nero
the
Emperour
,
was
Lord
of
great
Revenues
,
to
which
his
vertue
,
not
his
fortune
was
his
title
;
his
mind
was
richly
embroydered
with
all
the
studied
ornaments
of
learning
;
a
good
part
of
his
life
hee
exercised
in
the
Court
,
where
while
the
Princes
ears
were
open
to
Philosophy
,
his
heart
and
hand
were
both
unbent
to
him
;
his
favour
and
his
noblenesse
,
like
rivalls
,
striv'd
which
should
with
most
devotion
serve
their
Soveraigne
:
but
when
debauchery
usurp'd
upon
the
Emperour
,
the
Tutor
was
devanced
and
disgraced
.
In
all
these
extremities
Seneca
in
himself
was
so
well
poiz'd
,
that
neither
the
greatnesse
of
fortune
could
bribe
him
into
riot
,
the
height
of
knowledge
into
pride
,
nor
the
Courtier
into
flattery
:
nor
did
he
know
any
man
great
enough
to
make
him
lesse
;
nor
could
his
mind
,
which
Philosophie
had
plac'd
above
the
World
,
decline
with
fortune
.
In
his
old
age
hee
married
Pompea
Paulina
a
young
,
faire
,
and
nobly
descended
Roman
Lady
,
a
Lady
of
that
worth
,
that
no
Roman
but
hee
that
did
enjoy
her
,
did
deserve
her
.
Nero
having
let
loose
the
reines
of
reason
,
and
himselfe
to
all
licenciousnesse
,
so
tyranniz'd
,
as
if
he
did
perswade
himselfe
that
an
Emperour
was
above
the
Law
,
and
must
also
bee
without
it
:
what
his
will
prescrib'd
,
his
tyranny
did
execute
,
and
so
,
as
if
his
actions
were
accountable
to
no
power
but
his
owne
.
Among
his
chiefe
and
most
remarked
cruelties
,
it
is
not
the
least
hee
exprest
against
his
Tutor
Seneca
;
to
him
hee
sends
his
Satellites
to
denounce
his
death
:
the
fashion
of
those
times
was
,
when
a
person
of
qualitie
was
condemn'd
to
die
;
hee
was
allowed
the
liberty
to
chuse
his
death
,
and
a
time
proportion'd
according
to
the
Emperours
rage
,
to
dispose
of
his
affaires
:
but
if
his
revenge
flowed
so
high
,
that
it
would
brook
no
delay
:
then
hee
enjoyd
no
time
to
doe
any
thing
but
die
:
if
the
condemned
resisted
his
decrees
;
then
he
commonly
appointed
,
that
by
some
slave
hee
should
bee
barbarously
murdered
:
but
the
nobler
Romans
held
it
nearer
way
to
honour
with
their
owne
hands
to
anticipate
their
fates
,
and
in
unhappinesse
staid
not
the
enforcement
of
tyranny
or
nature
.
Seneca
,
with
an
undaunted
looke
receiving
the
sentence
of
his
death
,
called
for
inke
and
paper
to
write
his
last
Will
and
Testament
;
which
the
Captaine
denying
him
,
he
turn'd
about
,
and
then
bespake
his
friends
:
You
see
,
my
loving
friends
,
(
said
hee
)
I
cannot
gratifie
your
affections
with
my
fortunes
:
I
must
therefore
leave
you
my
life
,
and
my
Philosophy
,
to
enrich
your
minds
with
the
invaluable
and
nere-to-be-depriv'd-of
treasure
of
precept
and
example
.
I
shall
desire
you
by
all
the
tyes
of
friendship
,
and
by
the
glory
you
shall
purchase
by
it
,
to
endeare
my
life
and
death
(
which
shall
not
staine
the
honour
of
my
life
)
unto
your
memory
:
then
gently
reproving
them
who
seem'd
too
sorrowfull
,
hee
said
;
to
what
other
purpose
have
I
furnished
you
with
precepts
of
Philosophie
,
then
to
arme
your
minds
against
the
assaults
of
Fortune
?
Is
Nero's
tyrannie
unknowne
to
you
?
What
man
is
Master
of
his
owne
life
under
him
that
massacred
his
Brother
,
that
us'd
upon
his
Mother
that
cruelty
which
never
yet
knew
name
?
Then
hee
turn'd
him
to
Paulina
,
in
whom
sorrow
had
sweld
it selfe
so
high
,
that
rather
then
break
out
,
it
threatned
to
break
her
heart
:
My
Deare
,
(
said
hee
)
I
am
now
going
to
act
what
I
have
long
taught
;
my
houre
is
come
,
and
nothing
so
welcome
to
me
as
my
death
;
now
I
am
unloaded
of
this
flesh
that
clogs
my
soule
,
I
shall
with
more
ease
ascend
unto
eternity
,
to
enjoy
a
condition
without
a
change
,
an
happinesse
without
a
period
:
wherefore
,
my
dearest
Paulina
,
forbeare
thy
too
immoderate
passion
,
lest
thy
grief
disgrace
my
end
,
and
thou
seem
to
value
my
death
above
mine
honour
:
enjoy
thy
youth
,
but
still
retaine
those
seeds
of
vertue
,
●herewith
thy
mind
is
●●chly
stored
:
I
confesse
,
for
thy
sake
I
could
bee
content
to
live
,
when
I
consider
that
in
my
breast
lives
a
young
Lady
,
to
whom
my
life
may
bee
advantage
.
Paulina's
love
now
raising
up
her
courage
,
and
her
courage
her
dejected
spirit
;
Think
not
Seneca
,
(
said
she
)
that
like
your
Physitian
,
I
will
leave
you
when
the
hope
of
life
forsakes
you
;
but
I
will
follow
like
your
Wife
,
your
fortune
.
This
resolve
shall
tell
you
how
much
your
life
and
doctrine
hath
availed
your
Paulina
.
When
can
I
die
well
,
but
then
when
I
cannot
live
well
?
When
I
am
bereft
of
thee
,
in
whom
all
my
joyes
are
so
wealthily
summ'd
up
,
that
thy
losse
will
make
my
life
my
greatest
curse
;
then
will
I
die
in
honour
,
and
think
it
fitter
for
my
fame
,
then
linger
out
my
life
in
sorrow
.
Trust
mee
,
my
Paulina
(
said
Seneca
)
I
cannot
but
admire
thy
love
,
knowing
from
what
height
of
vertue
it
proceeds
:
as
I
will
not
envie
thee
thy
death
;
so
I
wish
a
glory
may
await
thy
end
,
great
as
the
constancie
that
advanc'd
thee
to
it
.
Then
he
commanded
his
Surgeon
to
cut
the
veins
of
both
their
armes
,
that
they
might
bleed
to
death
:
but
Seneca's
veines
,
shrunk
up
through
age
and
abstinence
,
denyed
his
bloud
a
speedy
course
;
therefore
his
thighs
were
also
launced
:
but
lest
his
pains
might
insinuate
too
farre
into
Paulina's
torments
,
and
a
new
addition
of
sorrow
meeting
with
her
losse
of
bloud
,
might
make
her
faint
,
hee
sought
to
mitigate
her
feares
by
the
discourse
of
death
.
Why
should
(
said
he
)
this
monster
nothing
so
affright
us
?
while
we
are
living
,
wee
are
dying
,
for
life
is
but
a
dying
being
;
when
we
are
dead
,
wee
are
after
death
:
where
then
,
or
what
is
death
?
It
is
that
inconsiderable
atome
of
time
that
divides
the
body
from
the
soule
:
what
is
it
then
in
this
afflicts
us
?
Not
the
rarity
,
for
all
the
world
that
is
not
gone
before
,
will
follow
us
:
is
it
the
separation
,
and
tyed
to
that
the
jealousie
how
we
shall
bee
dealt
with
?
upon
this
hinge
,
I
confesse
,
turnes
the
wickeds
fear
:
but
the
Stoick
,
whom
Philosophy
hath
taught
the
art
of
living
well
,
death
frees
from
misery
,
and
wafts
him
to
the
haven
of
his
happinesse
.
For
this
necessity
of
death
,
wee
are
bound
to
thank
the
Gods
;
for
it
redeems
from
a
worse
of
being
eternally
miserable
.
The
separation
,
as
it
is
naturall
,
so
it
is
the
only
meanes
conducing
to
our
better
being
.
The
body
being
the
corruptible
and
ponderous
part
,
falls
naturally
to
the
earth
whence
it
was
first
elemented
:
the
soul
etheriall
gaines
by
this
losse
;
for
being
purg'd
from
the
drosse
of
weight
,
and
of
corruption
,
is
made
heavens
richest
ore
;
so
refin'd
,
that
the
great
Gods
image
may
bee
stamp'd
upon
it
,
and
ascends
unto
the
skies
from
whence
it
first
descended
.
Nor
doe
I
hold
this
dis-junction
to
be
eternal
;
for
when
the
world
by
the
revolution
of
times
and
ages
,
whirls
about
into
her
first
Chaos
,
then
shall
they
meet
again
never
to
bee
sundred
.
The
soul
shal
be
so
purified
by
the
immortall
Gods
:
that
it
shall
neither
hope
,
nor
feare
,
nor
grieve
;
that
it
shall
bee
freed
from
all
those
discording
passions
,
and
affections
,
that
here
transport
it
from
it selfe
.
The
body
so
spirited
that
it
shall
know
no
necessity
of
nourishment
,
and
therefore
no
weight
,
alteration
,
or
mortality
.
Of
great
consequence
then
is
death
to
our
wel-being
;
since
before
it
wee
can
account
none
happy
;
we
see
it
end
all
miseries
;
we
see
it
make
none
miserable
;
why
then
should
we
feare
it
,
or
condemne
it
?
What
have
the
wisest
thought
it
,
but
the
Port
wee
all
must
touch
?
He
that
scarce
arrives
at
half
a
man
hath
as
little
to
quarrell
at
his
fate
,
as
hee
that
in
a
weeke
reacheth
his
haven
,
whereas
by
the
troubled
winds
he
might
bee
bound
up
in
the
more
troubled
seas
a
year
.
Nor
is
hee
that
is
his
owne
death
,
being
condemn'd
to
die
,
shipwrack'd
even
at
the
very
shoare
:
for
honour
and
the
Emperour
allow
the
liberty
,
and
to
die
by
the
most
abject
of
men
,
an
hangman
,
is
to
die
dishonourable
.
For
this
boone
I
gratulate
the
Gods
:
but
more
that
they
are
pleas'd
to
call
the
perfect
Seneca
unto
their
joyes
,
the
Seneca
that
hath
not
yet
outliv'd
himselfe
,
nor
return'd
into
his
infancy
.
There
Paulina
,
not
through
feare
(
knowing
none
but
what
proceeded
from
her
love
)
but
through
decaying
nature
fainted
;
therefore
Seneca
taking
his
leave
caus'd
her
to
be
remov'd
into
the
next
chamber
.
In
Seneca
all
these
incisions
were
not
of
force
to
force
out
life
;
he
therefore
commanded
his
Physitian
to
poyson
him
;
but
wanting
naturall
heat
to
convey
it
to
his
heart
,
the
poyson
was
rather
a
nourishment
then
a
destruction
to
his
nature
:
then
he
was
laid
in
warme
bathes
,
by
this
forc'd
heat
the
poyson
in
his
full
source
,
and
violence
raged
in
his
witherd
body
.
While
he
had
life
he
discours'd
freely
of
life
and
death
;
his
end
approaching
,
all
bloudy
in
his
bath
hee
bath'd
his
head
,
and
said
,
I
vow
this
to
Iupiter
the
Deliverer
;
Nature
at
the
last
conquerd
by
those
strong
assaults
,
yeelded
up
her
Fort
(
which
weaknesse
had
so
song
fortified
)
to
death
her
common
enemy
.
So
liv'd
the
famous
Seneca
,
and
so
hee
died
that
with
the
Gods
his
soul
's
immortaliz'd
,
with
the
world
his
fame
.
Nero
informed
of
Paulina
for
whom
hee
seem'd
much
troubled
:
for
though
pitie
had
no
entrance
at
his
yron
breast
:
yet
feare
the
Tyrants
tyrant
●old
him
that
her
death
(
being
one
of
the
most
nobly
allyed
in
Rome
)
would
make
his
tyranny
and
hate
the
greater
:
hee
therefore
sent
with
all
possible
speed
to
recall
her
life
now
posting
to
her
stage
,
and
entring
the
dark
confines
of
death
.
Her
servants
receiving
the
command
unbound
her
,
and
clos'd
up
her
incisions
,
she
more
than
halfe
dead
,
devoyd
of
sense
,
thus
against
her
will
return'd
unto
her
life
,
and
very
honourably
:
for
that
of
life
shee
lost
,
did
witnesse
to
the
world
,
that
nothing
but
want
of
power
restrain'd
her
from
her
death
.
Pro
Paulina
.
PAulina
,
when
Seneca
was
condemn'd
to
die
,
would
die
her selfe
.
was
ever
constancie
raisd
higher
in
a
womans
breast
?
She
did
not
die
,
there
shee
exprest
the
true
valour
that
derives
it selfe
from
vertue
,
and
that
spirit
that
issues
from
the
truest
honour
.
That
shee
would
,
but
could
not
die
,
are
both
Nero's
act
;
that
shee
could
live
,
or
die
,
her
owne
.
That
she
was
Mistris
of
her
fortune
,
witnesse
that
shee
did
live
;
how
she
valued
her
Husbands
death
,
that
shee
would
die
.
Fame
and
vertue
did
both
attend
her
in
the
progresse
of
her
actions
:
had
she
died
,
it
had
been
thought
the
wretched
times
had
interest
in
her
end
:
but
in
her
life
shee
conquer'd
the
extremities
of
life
and
death
.
The
rule
of
vertue
ties
us
to
live
so
long
as
we
ought
,
not
as
we
list
:
then
is
the
fittest
time
to
die
,
when
we
can
live
no
longer
.
To
die
,
is
at
the
height
but
like
a
Roman
:
but
to
dare
to
live
when
life
is
tedious
,
this
is
as
much
above
the
Roman
,
as
the
true
substance
of
vertue
,
that
false
shade
of
honour
.
Had
shee
then
died
,
she
had
acted
but
the
Roman
:
but
she
liv'd
to
exceed
the
noblest
of
all
Romans
,
but
her selfe
.
Contra
Paulinam
.
WHY
revolted
shee
from
her
resolve
,
when
Seneca
himself
allowed
it
?
Did
hee
teach
her
so
to
live
that
shee
durst
not
die
?
or
did
shee
distrust
his
happinesse
that
shee
would
not
follow
him
?
Shee
had
too
much
of
death
to
have
more
,
and
those
pangs
so
much
endeared
her
to
her
life
,
that
she
would
live
at
any
rate
,
rather
then
break
through
fleeting
torments
into
honour
.
While
Seneca
was
yet
alive
,
she
was
dying
;
he
dead
,
she
return'd
to
life
:
Was
her
life
vowed
to
him
,
when
his
death
reviv'd
her
?
Nero
call'd
her
back
;
the
greater
was
her
shame
to
take
Sanctuary
in
her
Husbands
murtherer
.
Sure
death
was
far
more
terrible
then
Seneca
did
speak
it
:
she
fled
to
a
most
inhumane
Tyrant
for
protection
.
Seneca
did
not
force
her
to
die
,
nor
Nero
to
live
;
one
day
gave
her
her
liberty
:
she
had
as
much
strength
,
as
life
;
and
that
little
power
she
could
use
,
was
able
to
force
out
that
little
life
she
did
detain
.
She
would
dy
,
in
the
extremity
of
sorrow
for
her
husbands
fate
:
but
she
did
live
to
repent
her
both
of
her
sorrow
,
and
her
death
.
LVCRECIA
.
WHen
Rome
,
in
the
glory
of
her
active
Spirits
,
had
prest
out
her
youth
more
ambitious
of
honour
then
life
;
for
the
common
exployt
,
the
siege
of
Ardea
:
Sextus
Tarquinius
entertain'd
the
night
with
the
Roman
Nobility
in
the
pride
of
luxury
and
riot
:
The
ruines
of
Kingdomes
were
sacrificed
to
Bacchus
,
the
sea
and
land
plow'd
up
to
appease
ingenuous
gluttony
.
They
,
as
frolick
as
youth
,
and
wine
that
made
them
so
;
unlock
the
treasures
of
their
hearts
,
their
Wives
,
and
their
beauties
,
to
the
admiration
of
unsound
eares
:
But
Collatine
the
most
justly
prodigall
of
his
Wives
fame
,
tels
them
;
nor
Italy
,
nor
the
World
holds
her
,
that
stands
in
parallell
of
wonder
with
the
faire
and
vertuous
Lucrecia
.
Tarquin
divided
between
astonishment
and
rage
,
that
Collatine
his
servant
,
should
be
his
Soveraigne
in
happinesse
:
mounted
upon
the
wings
of
lust
and
fury
,
flies
to
Rome
,
where
his
eyes
having
encountred
the
Idoll
of
his
heart
,
and
he
the
noone
of
night
to
enjoy
it
;
with
his
sword
and
taper
breaks
into
her
chamber
,
into
her
presence
:
shee
affrighted
at
the
sword
,
and
blasted
by
the
light
that
lust
gave
life
to
,
trembling
like
a
prey
with
more
horrour
then
attention
,
hears
him
thus
bespeak
her
.
Madam
,
wonder
not
at
my
unlookt
for
arrivall
at
Collatium
,
or
at
this
visit
so
unseasonable
:
but
applaud
the
wonder
of
your
beauty
;
the
silent
night
will
speak
my
purpose
,
when
in
my
restlesse
bed
a
flame
kindled
from
your
fair
eyes
burn'd
through
my
soule
,
consum'd
my
Countries
service
,
my
hopes
of
honour
,
then
which
nothing
but
your
faire
selfe
is
so
near
unto
my
thoughts
.
Let
not
the
slave
Fear
intrude
upon
your
princely
breast
,
nor
this
steele
divorce
those
Roses
from
the
Lilies
,
drawne
to
hew
out
a
way
through
all
obstacles
,
to
encounter
Paradise
.
The
same
love
that
arm'd
those
eyes
with
Lightning
,
armes
these
hands
with
Thunder
;
bids
them
grapple
with
great
Iove
,
were
hee
rivall
in
my
affection
.
This
night
I
must
enjoy
thee
Lucrecia
,
or
on
thy
name
engrave
an
infamy
,
that
Time
,
nor
Times
heire
,
Eternity
,
shal
ne're
devoure
:
If
thou
move
or
hand
,
or
voice
for
ayd
;
thy
groome
I
'le
slay
with
thee
;
then
fling
his
loathed
trunk
on
thine
,
and
sweare
I
found
him
fast
manacled
in
thy
embraces
:
cease
then
to
bee
faire
,
or
to
bee
cruell
,
and
returne
me
the
Prince
ravish'd
from
mee
,
by
the
all
commanding
beauties
that
attend
thee
.
The
sin
unknown
is
unacted
,
nor
shall
the
sowrest
vertue
mis-read
those
blushes
the
liveliest
pieces
of
innocence
.
Accuse
not
Nature
of
tyranny
,
she
made
not
so
delicate
an
object
to
tempt
,
but
satisfie
the
appetite
:
yeeld
then
;
or
this
sword
must
enter
that
adamant
,
from
whence
all
pitie
is
barakado'd
.
She
conjur'd
with
this
tyranny
of
complement
,
with
as
undistracted
words
as
could
bee
pump'd
from
the
deepest
confusion
of
thoughts
,
makes
her
reply
.
Renowned
Sir
,
let
true
pitie
as
really
enter
your
eares
,
as
false
is
banished
mine
.
In
Tarquines
shape
I
entertain'd
you
;
wrong
not
the
Prince
so
farre
,
as
to
prostrate
his
fame
to
so
inglorious
an
action
;
hee
that
hath
the
eyes
of
all
Rome
fix'd
on
his
vertues
,
and
must
hereafter
look
like
a
Prince
in
Story
,
shall
hee
have
all
his
glories
sullied
by
the
conquest
of
a
woman
?
Shall
he
bee
read
King
of
all
the
Romans
but
himselfe
?
wanting
this
Soveraignty
,
all
his
honours
shall
be
buried
in
his
infamy
:
Then
punish
Great
Sir
,
the
Traitor
to
your
vertue
,
this
face
;
teare
it
to
a
loathing
;
so
shall
you
appease
the
lewd
rebellion
of
your
bloud
,
and
make
your
victories
,
still
ending
in
your selfe
,
discourse
for
all
posterity
.
But
if
you
are
conquer'd
by
your
lust
,
you
shall
revenge
your
worth
in
her
dishonour
,
who
shall
not
be
unpitied
of
men
,
or
unrevenged
of
the
Gods
.
This
said
,
shee
wept
the
rest
.
But
he
not
daunted
at
that
majesty
of
sorrow
that
sate
inthron'd
in
cry
▪
stall
,
nor
at
her
words
that
would
charme
the
most
inhumane
:
but
rather
whet
,
then
refin'd
in
passion
,
unloads
his
lust
,
and
with
the
night
posts
undiscover'd
to
Ardea
.
No
sooner
had
the
Morne
unchain'd
the
prisoners
of
the
Night
,
and
spread
his
light
(
welcome
both
to
miserable
and
happie
)
through
the
vast
regions
of
the
Skies
;
that
light
that
was
so
lovely
to
her
,
because
it
came
to
light
her
to
her
end
:
but
shee
sends
to
Ardea
for
Collatine
and
Brutus
,
her
Husband
and
Uncle
.
Long
before
the
day
was
fled
into
the
other
world
,
they
at
Collatium
did
arrive
.
First
they
saw
her
face
stand
in
that
amazed
silence
,
that
they
could
read
,
not
heare
the
full
contents
of
sorrow
;
they
in
that
expected
some
great
cruelty
had
been
us'd
upon
her
,
which
had
depriv'd
her
of
the
tongue
to
tell
it
.
But
this
silence
was
but
a
pause
in
her
great
soule
,
whether
shee
might
stoop
to
that
wretched
body
,
as
to
borrow
those
organs
which
commonly
conveigh
our
friends
calamities
into
our
eares
:
but
lest
shee
should
detaine
them
too
long
lock'd
up
in
wonder
,
hasting
to
her
ease
,
shee
unbent
her
soule
,
and
gave
vent
unto
her
sorrow
.
Fortune
,
(
said
shee
)
hast
thou
now
hit
the
marke
thou
hast
long
aym'd
at
,
my
poor
heart
;
take
to
thee
now
thy
triumph
,
and
leave
mee
to
my
injur'd
vertue
.
Brutus
and
Collatine
,
you
are
come
from
Ardea
to
hear
the
storie
that
will
break
my
heart
ere
I
am
delivered
of
it
;
should
I
truly
tell
you
how
low
I
am
ramm●d
in
miserie
,
If
should
bee
farre
too
low
for
you
to
pitie
mee
,
unlesse
your
love
should
lead
you
to
dishonour
.
In
what
Court
shall
I
appeale
to
justice
?
The
grand
Gods
act
,
and
licence
what
I
suffer
:
the
houshold
Powers
are
not
of
power
to
keep
their
Lawes
inviolate
.
Shall
I
addresse
,
mee
to
the
King
?
his
owne
Sonne
hath
dishonourd
mee
:
to
him
I
would
appeale
,
would
hee
revenge
his
guilt
,
as
I
mine
innocence
;
then
would
I
speak
him
a
true
Prince
;
when
to
advance
his
justice
higher
then
his
sinne
;
he
made
her
way
through
patricide
and
treason
to
her
power
.
But
hee
loves
his
lust
too
well
to
loath
his
life
;
of
him
I
cannot
expect
justice
who
hath
injur'd
mee
,
nor
of
you
mercie
whom
I
have
injur'd
:
I
have
tainted
your
bloud
with
mine
owne
.
Tarquin
hath
conquer'd
this
body
,
Lucrecia
this
mind
.
You
true
Romans
Brutus
and
Collatine
,
in
whom
my
life
was
truely
happy
,
I
conjure
you
by
all
the
tyes
of
bloud
,
love
,
and
religion
,
bee
as
cruell
to
Tarquin
,
as
hee
to
Lucrece
,
shee
to
her selfe
,
who
with
bold
steele
carves
on
her
breast
the
Tragedie
that
shall
stagger
the
piety
,
or
awake
the
pitie
of
all
posteritie
.
Her
life
and
language
had
both
this
period
;
for
having
tyed
their
vowes
to
her
revenge
,
her
soule
too
pure
for
her
bodie
,
disclogg'd
it selfe
of
clay
,
and
broke
the
vault
of
mortalitie
.
So
riseth
day
disrob'd
of
night
:
so
did
her
soule
ascend
to
immortality
.
It
is
beyond
the
art
of
words
to
expresse
what
valiant
sorrow
,
what
noble
rage
,
this
cruelty
of
hers
had
stamp'd
upon
these
two
princely
brests
.
Silence
at
the
instant
had
tongue-tied
all
language
,
wonder
had
pent
up
all
teares
,
immensitie
of
furie
had
transcended
all
bounds
of
passion
:
so
much
had
they
to
speak
,
they
could
not
speak
;
so
great
was
their
sorrow
they
could
not
sorrow
;
so
were
all
the
powers
of
the
soule
knit
and
contracted
into
the
project
of
revenge
,
that
till
they
were
scattered
into
their
offices
,
passion
was
not
discernable
;
then
the
object
lessened
,
wonder
descended
to
passion
,
passion
to
expression
;
then
discolouring
the
crimson
floud
,
and
with
their
teares
washing
her
body
white
as
her
innocence
,
they
took
it
on
their
shoulders
,
set
it
in
the
Forum
,
where
Collatine
,
when
the
Auditory
was
ripe
for
his
Oratorie
,
bespake
the
Roman
cofluxe
.
Romans
,
and
Countrimen
,
this
day
presents
to
your
wonder
a
fact
of
that
height
of
impietie
,
so
degenerating
from
all
humanitie
;
that
in
it
hell
hath
plotted
the
dishonour
of
this
whole
nation
,
this
whole
age
.
Were
not
your
affection
stronger
tied
to
the
Oratour
,
then
the
Oratory
:
I
should
not
hope
to
perswade
you
that
the
breast
of
man
could
travell
in
such
a
prodigie
of
exact
villany
.
You
see
a
monument
of
that
miserie
that
vindicates
the
pitie
of
Tygers
,
or
Tyrants
:
much
more
of
minds
ennobled
with
vertuous
actions
.
The
Tragedie
(
not
long
to
wrack
your
expectation
)
I
will
briefely
declare
.
Sextus
Tarquinius
(
I
know
not
with
what
colourable
excuses
hee
painted
his
designes
)
left
Ardea
for
Rome
;
honour
could
not
bridle
his
false
furie
of
affection
,
nor
the
publick
interest
in
the
State
overpoize
his
private
passion
;
I
say
,
hee
posted
to
Rome
.
Rome
!
where
the
Gods
have
their
Temples
,
the
Vertues
their
Sanctuaries
,
that
thou
shouldst
breed
a
Monster
to
prophane
thee
!
No
sooner
had
hee
entred
Rome
,
but
hee
entred
my
house
;
where
like
a
Prince
,
a
kinsman
,
like
the
happie
messenger
of
Collatines
happinesse
,
(
oh
,
that
vice
should
bee
so
bravely
disguis'd
!
)
hee
was
receiv'd
by
Lucrecia
,
receiv'd
in
a
bravery
of
affection
too
high
for
the
apostate
from
vertue
;
his
face
did
not
discover
the
false
heart
that
lay
in
ambush
to
surprize
her
honour
,
nor
his
vertue
shew
it selfe
,
as
it
was
,
the
staulking
horse
to
his
covert
.
The
ceremonies
of
hospitality
finished
,
hee
retires
to
his
lodging
,
though
not
to
himselfe
;
now
when
the
brother
of
death
had
summon'd
to
still
musick
all
but
foule
ravishers
,
theeves
,
and
cares
;
with
his
drawne
sword
hee
leaps
from
his
owne
,
enters
Lucrecia's
bed
,
her
hee
ravisheth
.
Shee
having
possess'd
us
with
a
full
relation
of
her
mis-fortunes
:
Shee
Empresse
of
a
mind
unconquer'd
of
sinne
or
sorrow
,
with
this
poniard
let
out
the
life
Tarquin
had
made
loathed
;
And
now
O
Countrimen
awake
your
Roman
vertue
,
flesh
your
swords
and
valours
upon
the
revenge
of
the
proud
usurper
of
publick
liberty
,
the
cruell
murderer
of
private
innocence
:
you
cannot
offer
to
the
Gods
a
more
gratefull
sacrifice
;
nor
will
they
ever
in
requitall
,
forsake
that
State
that
forsakes
not
the
defence
of
vertue
.
Such
impression
strikes
Thunder
upon
Oakes
,
Earthquakes
on
Mountaines
,
as
Collatine
on
the
Roman
hearts
.
Their
thoughts
were
torne
,
and
divided
from
themselves
,
anger
boyled
into
malice
the
policie
of
passion
,
both
flowed
into
resolution
:
then
like
an
unpent
torrent
from
some
high
precipice
,
the
multitude
violently
ran
to
precipitate
him
made
high
for
a
precipice
;
which
in
the
perpetuall
exile
of
the
Tarquins
was
accomplish'd
.
Pro
Lucrecia
.
THE
Roman
Story
big
with
varietie
of
wonder
,
writes
Lucrecia
the
female
glory
:
shee
forcibly
abus'd
by
Tarquin
,
declares
her
innocence
to
the
world
,
and
confirmes
it
by
her
death
.
There
were
two
in
the
act
,
one
in
the
sinne
;
one
adulterer
,
and
one
chast
;
her
body
conquer'd
,
her
mind
truely
heroicall
,
not
stooping
to
the
lure
of
false
pleasure
;
that
remained
as
untainted
,
as
unforced
.
Why
dyed
shee
being
innocent
?
to
bee
innocent
.
Why
received
shee
her
death
from
her
owne
hands
?
haply
to
prevent
it
from
anothers
;
then
had
shee
subscribed
to
guilt
,
and
not
left
life
without
staine
.
For
a
Roman
to
outlive
honour
was
dishonourable
,
for
her
to
survive
her
infamie
,
was
to
act
it
.
Curtius
spur'd
on
by
honour
,
did
ride
into
the
Gulfe
.
Regulus
,
rather
then
his
faith
,
would
prostitute
himselfe
to
the
witty
cruelty
of
the
Carthaginians
.
To
honour
did
the
three
hundred
Fabii
sacrifice
their
lives
.
Honour
chased
the
Tarquins
out
of
Rome
;
but
Lucrece
out
of
life
.
To
wipe
off
all
thought
of
guilt
which
maligne
censure
might
imprint
upon
the
act
,
she
slew
her selfe
.
Hee
that
condemnes
her
for
the
murder
,
accuseth
her
of
the
adultery
;
life
had
been
her
guilt
,
whereas
death
was
her
innocence
;
through
her
life
shee
made
way
to
her
fame
,
to
which
life
and
fortune
are
slaves
,
not
to
be
entertained
farther
then
they
tend
to
her
advancement
.
I
confesse
,
torne
haire
and
face
,
and
eyes
bankrupt
of
teares
,
and
her
owne
vertue
was
of
force
to
possesse
the
world
shee
had
been
ravished
without
the
witnesse
of
her
death
:
why
then
died
shee
?
Her
shame
was
too
great
to
bee
supported
by
her
life
;
nor
any
thing
but
her
death
revenged
her
and
all
Rome
,
of
the
insulting
Tarquins
.
Then
Lucrece
in
the
hight
of
glory
sacrificed
her selfe
,
as
well
to
the
State
,
as
to
her
innocence
.
Contra
Lucreciam
.
WHy
dyed
shee
if
shee
were
innocent
?
why
if
an
adulteresse
?
is
death
due
to
innocence
,
or
to
adulterie
?
was
it
that
her
crime
was
greater
then
Tarquins
,
that
shee
was
slain
and
hee
banished
?
The
Roman
Law
puts
not
to
death
the
adulteresse
:
but
what
law
screwd
to
tyranny
destroyes
the
innocent
?
The
body
might
be
purg'd
by
the
adultery
:
not
soule
of
the
adultery
by
murder
.
This
revenge
may
argue
chastitie
before
and
after
:
but
not
in
the
nick
of
the
act
,
which
yeelding
to
some
secret
enticement
,
might
staine
her
thought
;
then
loathing
her selfe
for
the
act
,
held
death
a
more
satisfactory
revenge
then
repentance
.
But
,
it
was
Tarquins
lust
staind
her
:
no
,
it
was
Lucrece
;
if
Tarquins
lust
slained
her
,
it
was
not
Tarquins
,
but
her
own
.
The
will
left
free
by
divine
providence
,
is
not
constraind
by
humane
power
.
If
her
will
was
ravished
,
why
doe
wee
extoll
her
for
murder
who
died
for
adultery
?
had
she
slaine
Tarquin
,
her
act
had
been
no
way
to
be
justified
;
but
how
is
this
aggravated
?
Lucrece
is
her
chast
and
innocent
self
;
Tarquin
her
foul
ravisher
,
and
greatest
enemy
.
She
then
did
sacrifice
her
life
to
her
honour
:
could
not
her
insatiate
thirst
of
glory
bee
slak'd
but
by
her
bloud
?
Was
it
not
unworthy
Tarquin
to
bee
her
conquerour
against
her
wil
?
and
was
it
not
more
unworthy
Lucrece
,
not
to
endure
the
conquerour
against
her
honour
?
Her
vertue
was
more
debased
by
being
enslav'd
to
common
praise
,
then
her selfe
to
carnall
delight
.
Had
shee
kept
her
mind
unconquered
she
had
liv'd
the
mirrour
of
women
:
but
her
weaknesse
press'd
her
downe
to
die
in
her
despaire
,
rather
then
live
after
shee
was
dishonoured
.
DIDO
.
BElus
King
of
Tyre
left
Pigmalion
&
Dido
heires
to
his
Kingdome
:
but
the
Tyrians
as
impatient
of
of
a
Duarchie
,
as
Pigmalion
of
a
Rivall
:
yeelded
allegeance
solely
to
him
not
of
years
to
write
man
.
Dido
was
married
to
her
Uncle
Sichaeus
,
Hercules
Priest
:
this
Sichaeus
the
sponge
of
Fortune
,
filled
only
to
be
squeesed
;
was
slaine
by
his
Nephew
and
Brother
Pigmalion
.
Hee
a
man
of
treasure
vast
enough
to
betray
his
life
,
jealous
of
the
security
of
his
greatnesse
,
trusted
it
to
the
earth
:
but
Fame
(
the
most
injurious
Hyperbole
)
drew
it
up
(
perhaps
greater
then
it
was
)
the
many
fathomes
of
earth
,
where
it
lay
ramm'd
from
the
eye
,
not
the
envie
of
the
Prince
.
Unkind
Fortune
,
that
deal'st
with
us
as
the
Persian
with
their
slaves
,
crownest
us
for
a
Sacrifice
!
Dido
a
Dowager
by
her
Brothers
tyranny
,
begins
to
feele
a
tyranny
of
sorrow
;
that
(
had
not
nature
resolved
to
keep
perfect
as
much
of
her
as
was
hers
)
had
made
her
a
Widdow
also
to
her
beauty
;
her
faire
face
clouded
with
discontent
:
but
her
fairer
soule
with
no
more
passion
,
then
betraid
mortality
;
shee
betakes
her
to
the
male
contented
of
the
Tyrian
Lords
.
Since
Brothers
(
said
shee
)
are
enemies
,
let
us
seeke
to
our
enemies
for
Brothers
;
since
pitie
is
fled
humane
brests
,
let
us
seeke
it
(
for
such
a
creature
there
is
,
nature
tels
mee
)
among
salvages
.
Though
we
cannot
expect
it
from
his
nature
;
yet
his
youth
might
enfeeble
him
to
it
:
but
his
very
infancy
is
a
monster
;
what
then
will
his
riper
yeares
produce
but
the
exile
of
all
humanity
?
What
distant
respects
will
hee
know
that
wades
through
his
owne
bloud
to
his
ends
?
if
an
innocent
Uncle
and
Brother
be
slaine
;
if
a
Sister
be
not
,
where
is
a
Subject
secure
?
Miserable
Strato
,
thou
wert
a
Prince
by
thy
slave
,
to
beget
a
Prince
to
make
slaves
of
Princes
!
Miserable
Tyre
,
now
more
oppress'd
by
one
Tyrant
,
then
before
by
a
thousand
slaves
!
Wretched
wealth
,
to
thee
quiet
poverty
is
a
Prince
;
thou
hast
divorced
mee
from
my
Sichaeus
,
thou
hast
made
mee
the
foot-ball
of
a
Tyrant
Brother
,
toss'd
from
his
Kingdome
,
into
what
unhappy
shore
is
not
yet
knowne
unto
my
thoughts
.
My
Lords
,
I
speake
to
minds
too
noble
to
be
stifled
in
the
narrow
confines
of
fear
:
follow
your
Princesse
,
whose
vertue
the
spite
of
Fortune
shall
not
wrack
into
despaire
.
Her
words
proceeding
from
the
height
and
sweetnes
of
her
mind
,
were
as
great
a
spur
as
the
hope
of
liberty
to
advance
them
into
action
:
then
as
in
a
thoughtfull
mind
refresh'd
with
wine
,
Care
it selfe
keeps
her
revels
:
so
were
their
thoughts
(
before
dejected
)
now
lifted
to
that
pitch
,
that
valiantly
affronts
the
hard
affronts
of
Fortune
;
then
with
all
speed
they
rig'd
a
fleet
,
and
Dido
with
her
treasure
,
and
the
Tyrian
Lords
in
the
advantage
of
night
hoised
saile
.
The
Cyprian
was
the
first
shore
they
touched
;
where
(
as
the
fashion
of
the
Countrey
was
)
their
Virgins
were
assembled
,
to
sacrifice
for
their
chastities
to
Venus
,
before
their
marriage
.
Fourscore
of
these
untouch'd
Dido
ravisheth
from
the
barbarous
sacrifice
,
and
sailes
with
them
into
Affrica
;
where
when
she
was
arriv'd
,
shee
purchased
as
much
land
of
the
Inhabitants
as
might
bee
covered
by
an
Oxes
hide
,
which
cut
in
thin
pieces
,
made
a
great
extent
of
ground
:
but
scarce
to
containe
a
City
two
and
twenty
miles
in
compasse
.
There
was
the
famous
Carthage
built
by
Dido
,
which
after
times
dilated
into
a
great
Empire
.
By
the
consent
of
all
there
was
a
yearly
rent
paid
for
the
land
on
which
the
City
was
founded
.
The
concourse
of
Affricans
(
which
hope
of
gaine
brought
thither
)
was
great
as
their
gaine
they
received
by
traffick
,
which
invited
them
to
settle
themselves
there
.
The
many
conspiring
hands
in
no
great
space
of
time
wrought
it
to
a
perfect
Citie
:
but
in
the
interim
,
their
wealth
that
flowed
thither
in
high
tide
,
made
Carthage
the
envie
of
Hiarbus
King
of
the
Mauritanians
.
Hee
summons
ten
of
the
Carthaginian
Princes
,
and
with
them
treats
of
marriage
with
their
Queen
;
which
if
fairely
may
not
bee
obtain'd
,
hee
resolves
to
try
the
force
of
armes
.
Dido
hearing
this
unwelcome
message
,
desires
respite
of
resolution
till
the
City
was
finished
:
which
accomplished
,
shee
in
no
wise
would
yeeld
unto
Hiarbus
,
whom
lust
linkt
to
rage
and
avarice
,
had
arm'd
against
her
and
his
honour
.
Dido
now
the
creature
which
melancholly
divorceth
from
society
;
desires
three
months
absence
from
her
friends
,
whom
shee
tels
she
must
goe
whither
her
owne
and
the
Cities
fate
did
drive
her
:
in
which
time
a
little
remote
from
the
Citie
,
shee
erected
a
stately
Pyre
,
which
having
kindled
,
and
invok'd
Sichaeus
ghost
;
shee
a
little
eased
her selfe
against
her
fortune
.
What
a
monster
of
misery
(
said
shee
)
received
life
with
Dido
?
The
World
hath
dealt
with
mee
,
as
Love
with
those
it
hath
distracted
;
allowed
mee
happinesse
but
by
some
short
intervals
.
First
I
was
borne
Princesse
of
Tyre
,
then
by
my
Brothers
tyranny
I
was
exil'd
;
after
long
conflicts
with
the
Winds
and
Seas
,
I
arrived
here
in
Affrica
;
here
I
built
this
great
Carthage
,
of
which
I
am
intitled
Queene
;
then
I
thought
me
plac'd
above
my
envie
,
or
my
fate
:
but
as
those
wretched
creatures
that
are
drawne
higher
,
the
more
to
bee
strapado'd
:
so
was
I
made
great
,
great
for
Hiarbus
envie
;
so
was
I
wound
up
to
the
height
of
happinesse
and
honour
,
only
to
fall
never
to
rise
againe
.
Prosperity
and
adversity
might
bee
termed
the
fever
of
life
,
did
not
our
best
dayes
aflict
us
more
then
our
worst
.
In
our
happinesse
,
the
feares
that
doe
attend
it
make
us
miserable
;
the
hopes
that
await
our
unhappinesse
,
make
us
happy
in
our
lowest
unhappinesse
;
which
estate
would
a
wise
man
chuse
,
that
which
will
be
better
,
or
that
which
will
bee
worse
?
then
to
be
happy
,
is
to
bee
miserable
.
As
the
pain
of
the
soule
transcends
the
paine
of
sense
:
so
is
misery
to
be
valued
above
happinesse
.
For
as
what
shall
be
is
the
greatest
wrack
of
thought
;
so
what
is
,
is
the
clearest
reliefe
,
the
clearest
satisfaction
.
In
our
height
of
happinesse
we
know
wee
shall
bee
,
in
our
lowest
misery
wee
know
wee
cannot
bee
worse
;
then
to
bee
miserable
is
to
bee
happy
.
If
I
desire
felicitie
,
I
desire
misery
;
for
I
rise
onely
to
fall
.
If
misery
,
then
happinesse
;
this
makes
me
Fortune's
,
that
makes
Fortune
my
triumph
.
Where
is
then
content
,
since
banished
the
height
of
State
?
If
in
the
low
estate
,
then
must
I
seek
it
in
the
Wildernesse
,
and
in
some
un-sun-seen
Cave
waste
out
the
remnant
of
my
dayes
;
there
Pigmalion
and
Hiarbus
follow
mee
;
there
reignes
as
great
a
confusion
of
thoughts
as
at
the
Court
:
then
welcome
Death
,
thou
didst
divorce
mee
,
thou
shalt
unite
mee
to
my
Love
.
Purged
from
earth
,
to
the
Skies
I
flie
,
and
intwine
my
soule
forever
to
my
lov'd
Sichaeus
.
Then
she
leap'd
into
the
Pyre
,
and
there
consum'd
.
The
meeting
of
Dido
and
Aeneas
(
in
which
Virgils
Muse
hath
sweat
to
the
dishonour
of
them
both
;
her
for
love
,
him
for
ingratitude
)
is
so
meerly
fabulous
,
that
it
is
scarce
worth
the
expence
of
paper
to
disprove
it
,
onely
I
am
bound
to
vindicate
her
honour
.
Rome
(
as
Eutropius
writes
)
was
built
three
hundred
ninetie
foure
yeares
after
the
destruction
of
Troy
,
none
computes
the
time
lesse
.
Carthage
was
built
seventie
two
years
before
Rome
,
so
Iustine
writes
.
So
there
must
bee
of
necessity
two
hundred
yeares
betweene
the
Trojan
Prince
and
the
Carthaginian
Queen
.
Seven
hundred
yeares
this
Citie
stood
unconquered
;
so
long
they
sacrificed
to
Dido
as
their
tutelar
Goddesse
;
at
last
by
Scipio
,
thence
called
Affricanus
,
it
was
burnt
,
there
their
devotion
ended
with
their
fortune
,
and
themselves
.
Pro
Dido
.
WAS
it
the
Queen
of
Carthage
,
or
the
Queen
of
beauty
that
Hiarbus
coveted
?
If
Carthage
was
his
end
,
money
was
his
matrimony
;
if
beauty
,
hee
sought
a
woman
,
not
a
wife
;
if
a
wife
,
to
make
his
lust
warrantable
.
Dido
in
Sichaeus
buried
all
husband
,
in
Hiarbus
all
man
.
Love
is
the
good
which
by
being
diffused
,
is
corrupted
;
shee
that
loves
one
,
another
,
and
a
third
,
takes
men
in
at
the
coile
,
and
loves
only
for
her
pleasure
.
The
object
of
true
love
is
but
one
;
from
the
infancy
of
time
to
her
decrepitude
the
love
between
two
hath
been
held
most
honourable
.
Hee
that
tooke
from
the
first
man
his
wife
,
did
not
make
every
rib
a
wife
;
not
onely
to
shew
us
how
out
of
the
least
of
numbers
he
could
draw
infinites
upon
infinites
:
but
especially
that
our
desires
might
move
within
the
narrow
compasse
of
love
,
not
expatiate
themselves
to
lust
;
that
as
the
first
man
was
all
the
men
in
the
world
to
his
wife
:
so
now
the
husband
should
bee
the
wives
Horizon
,
that
where
ere
shee
is
plac'd
,
hee
may
bee
all
shee
sees
.
The
objects
of
lust
are
as
various
as
numerous
:
as
there
are
lovely
beauties
,
and
to
attend
them
,
fond
desires
.
The
wanton
woman
darts
forth
her
unruly
heats
more
freely
then
the
lesse-offending
Sun
his
beams
;
he
with
the
day
,
in
courtesie
to
nature
,
withdrawes
his
fires
:
shee
day
and
night
carries
the
rage
of
dog-dayes
in
her
breast
,
and
never
sets
but
then
when
shee
can
rise
no
more
.
Dido
would
not
wed
Hiarbus
,
because
she
thought
all
nuptiall
rites
had
not
their
period
in
Sichaeus
.
Death
is
the
divorce
of
man
and
woman
,
not
of
husband
and
wife
;
that
contract
flesh
ties
and
unties
:
but
this
is
that
of
soules
,
which
eternity
cannot
undoe
;
it
is
as
immortall
as
themselves
,
not
deaded
in
being
singled
from
earth
,
but
reviv'd
to
a
greater
perfection
:
if
then
her
soule
did
intirely
love
,
the
soule
of
her
soule
must
be
her
only
love
.
But
Hiarbus
sought
lawfull
marriage
.
Why
did
he
force
it
?
Dido
refused
marriage
,
shee
could
not
love
.
Marriage
to
her
had
been
a
rape
,
another
had
enjoy'd
her
against
her
will
:
if
a
rape
must
bee
avoyded
with
the
losse
of
life
;
through
how
many
death
must
she
flie
a
loathed
bed
,
where
every
night
she
shall
be
ravished
?
Did
her
vertue
attract
Hiarbus
?
why
did
he
not
covet
her
vertue
in
her
prosperity
,
as
in
her
misery
?
He
that
hath
lost
the
effect
and
quality
of
vertue
in
himselfe
,
will
not
value
it
in
another
,
and
with
reason
;
for
her
vertue
was
his
greatest
enemy
;
forc'd
her
chastity
so
to
whom
she
had
been
married
,
that
like
the
Phoenix
shee
would
marry
to
nothing
but
her
ashes
.
Contra
Dido
.
WHy
refus'd
she
marriage
?
because
it
was
lawfull
,
it
was
not
incestuous
;
was
it
a
crime
because
it
was
no
sin
?
Religion
and
honour
allow
her
to
marry
Hiarbus
;
neither
Sichaeus
:
hee
was
a
King
,
a
stranger
;
this
a
Subject
,
an
Vncle
.
Marriage
is
the
tie
of
strange
blouds
,
not
of
the
same
.
Nature
bids
us
affect
,
not
love
our
kindred
;
in
this
,
affection
screwd
to
love
,
is
unnaturall
:
could
she
then
marry
Sichaeus
,
and
not
Hiarbus
?
did
she
think
the
Priest
in
Sichaeus
a
warrant
for
her
incest
,
and
not
the
King
in
Hiarbus
for
a
lawfull
contract
?
Hath
the
King
the
liberty
to
make
the
Law
,
and
the
Priest
to
transgresse
it
?
Hiarbus
desires
the
establishment
of
the
law
of
Nations
;
but
Sichaeus
violates
the
law
which
Nature
wrote
within
him
.
The
Gods
suffer
her
to
outlive
her
incest
:
she
will
murther
her selfe
rather
then
entertain
a
vertuous
Love
.
Hiarbus
us'd
force
.
Why
should
shee
refuse
it
?
The
safety
of
Carthage
depended
on
the
marriage
:
she
liv●d
to
build
it
,
and
would
die
to
ruine
it
.
Had
shee
burnt
a
Martyr
to
her
Countrey
,
her
act
had
been
too
great
for
Chronicle
:
but
she
would
die
to
satisfie
her
passion
,
rather
then
live
to
preserve
the
Citie
.
Her
love
to
Sichaeus
was
that
she
valued
above
Hiarbus
.
Shee
would
vexe
a
living
King
to
appease
a
livelesse
Trunke
,
and
rather
obey
a
Block
then
a
Storke
.
But
Sichaeus
stands
in
competition
with
Carthage
.
Oh
unequall
ballance
!
a
womanish
fancy
poiz'd
against
a
publick
good
.
What
other
reason
then
had
she
to
burn
,
but
because
shee
would
not
marry
?
THEVTILLA
.
FRance
the
richest
embroydery
of
beauties
,
bred
a
maid
from
heaven
inspir'd
with
all
those
excellencies
which
first
made
the
virtues
of
her
sexe
.
History
writes
her
birth
ignoble
:
but
as
it
is
the
greatest
Sol●cisme
in
honour
for
high
blouds
not
to
flow
into
high
attempts
:
so
it
is
a
reall
ennobling
of
meannesse
of
birth
to
be
guilty
of
more
then
noble
actions
.
Nobility
and
beautie
are
a
fair
varnish
of
vertue
,
the
lively
shadowes
of
that
unseen
substance
,
which
were
it
visible
,
nothing
so
lovely
:
but
being
the
true
Idaea
of
the
mind
,
cannot
bee
discern'd
with
the
eyes
of
the
body
.
Without
this
(
so
much
of
nothing
hath
the
unworthy
honourable
)
they
are
but
the
complements
of
man
,
serve
onely
to
fill
up
this
vast
vacuum
of
honour
.
She
basely
noble
,
not
nobly
base
,
born
under
a
smoak-dried
roof
;
which
though
of
it selfe
it
receiv'd
no
more
of
heavens
influence
then
through
the
loope-holes
made
by
the
rage
thereof
;
yet
her
presence
made
perpetuall
day
.
But
let
her
birth
bee
strangled
in
the
wombe
of
History
.
Shee
was
Natures
fairest
paper
,
not
compounded
of
the
rags
of
common
mortality
:
but
so
searsed
and
refined
,
that
it
could
receive
no
impression
but
that
of
spotlesse
innocence
.
How
unfortunate
had
her
beauty
been
,
had
shee
had
no
other
championesse
then
her selfe
,
the
sequell
of
Theutilla
will
declare
.
Amalius
,
Dynasta
of
France
,
rich
in
treasure
,
magnificent
in
retinue
,
Lord
of
all
the
world
admires
,
but
himselfe
,
which
hee
most
admires
;
there
was
no
deity
to
whom
hee
should
owe
his
fortune
,
but
his
unworthinesse
:
for
he
was
more
hospitable
to
himselfe
then
to
others
,
and
freelyer
feasted
his
senses
then
strangers
.
In
summe
,
hee
was
what
a
vertuous
man
is
not
,
what
a
voluptuous
man
should
be
.
It
hapned
one
time
,
the
time
pointed
at
in
Chronicle
;
when
his
soul
(
the
slave
of
his
sense
)
dancing
and
floating
like
a
toast
in
his
wine
,
was
seiz'd
on
by
sleepe
;
the
wine
it selfe
had
paid
the
drawer
of
his
wine
his
appetite
.
Then
was
he
quiet
,
when
hee
was
dead
drunk
.
How
fruitlesly
were
spent
those
thousand
lamps
of
oyl
?
those
thousand
pen-plowed
reams
of
paper
about
the
immortality
of
the
soule
?
Who
hath
a
soule
that
will
not
here
question
it
?
what
is
become
of
it
?
is
it
onely
for
this
interim
metamorphized
into
a
beast
?
or
doth
it
die
?
if
into
a
beast
,
since
the
prince
of
man
,
let
it
bee
transmigrated
into
the
prince
of
beasts
,
the
Prince's
beast
.
Who
so
sottish
,
so
grosse
of
conceit
,
to
think
the
Lyon
,
a
creature
of
that
invincible
valour
,
and
now
commanded
by
reason
;
having
rescued
so
faire
a
Lady
from
so
foul
tyranny
,
will
transgresse
the
lawes
of
honour
,
let
her
loose
to
her
losse
of
liberty
,
her
loath
some
dungeon
?
Or
doth
she
die
?
or
will
you
mince
it
into
an
intervallum
of
life
,
a
three
hours
death
?
it
then
followes
,
the
soule
thus
dying
will
dye
eternally
.
But
to
returne
to
Theutilla
.
Amalius
servants
have
made
the
neighbouring
Villages
their
rendevouz
;
where
having
discovered
Theutilla
,
and
in
her
as
much
as
the
world
could
boast
of
;
they
ra
vish'd
her
from
the
weak
resistance
of
her
parents
,
and
laden
with
the
rich
triumph
of
nature
,
returne
unto
their
Lord
,
and
lock
her
up
in
his
lodging
,
whose
sense
and
fancy
was
so
strongly
lock'd
up
in
yron-sleep
,
hee
had
not
power
to
dreame
of
what
he
would
have
acted
.
She
thus
forfeited
to
dishonour
,
and
night
the
friend
of
dishonour
,
enjoying
no
more
of
light
then
the
courteous
candle
,
which
betraid
to
her
eye
and
hand
a
sword
,
which
shee
taking
to
her
,
revolves
her
present
condition
.
If
the
soule
straightned
(
said
shee
)
in
a
necessitie
of
ill-doing
,
must
trie
all
her
power
to
gain
her
libertie
:
surely
shee
must
not
refuse
any
opportunity
conduceable
to
the
preservation
of
her
purity
.
Death
is
then
an
honourable
freedome
,
when
it
takes
us
from
the
danger
of
living
ill
.
As
we
came
into
the
world
with
nature
;
so
wee
must
goe
out
with
honour
;
wee
must
not
rest
on
nature
for
our
ends
,
since
before
her
summons
,
thousands
of
extremities
doe
beset
our
lives
.
There
shee
paus'd
.
Welcome
(
said
shee
)
my
deare
,
deare
Preserver
;
to
thee
I
owe
this
last
,
this
most
glorious
act
of
my
well-spent
life
;
to
thee
posterity
shall
be
as
much
beholding
as
Theutilla
;
thou
shalt
redeem
the
errours
of
after
times
in
women
.
Then
shee
,
borne
for
what
shee
did
,
drew
the
sword
,
anvil'd
and
filed
for
her
sexes
glory
:
no
sooner
(
said
she
)
have
I
unsheath'd
thee
,
but
I
must
sheath
thee
againe
,
Where
?
In
this
guiltlesse
breast
of
mine
.
Call
up
thy
too
degenerous
spirit
.
Of
what
bravery
can
it
accuse
the
act
?
Thou
murdrest
a
poor
innocent
maid
.
Shall
posteritie
brand
mee
with
that
weaknesse
?
Shall
it
say
,
that
not
able
to
stand
under
the
miseries
of
life
,
I
was
press'd
down
by
the
hard
extremity
of
fortune
to
despaire
to
death
?
No
,
my
tide
of
furie
flowes
into
another
channell
;
here
is
a
revenge
fit
for
thy
spirit
,
fit
for
thine
arme
;
thine
honour
shall
bee
proud
to
riot
in
his
bloud
,
whose
bloud
would
riot
in
thine
honour
.
Thus
then
I
shake
off
woman
,
and
her
frailtie
;
thus
doe
I
strangle
the
monster
lust
that
revels
in
thy
veines
;
and
to
complete
my
vengeance
,
send
thy
sin-surfetted
soule
into
the
land
of
endlesse
night
,
where
it
hath
already
tane
sure
footing
,
With
that
,
her
spirit
restlesse
in
the
revenge
of
words
,
eager
of
action
,
directed
her
arme
,
which
gave
Amalius
so
fatall
a
wound
,
that
it
seem'd
her
hot-metled
fury
was
bridled
with
exactest
discretion
,
and
nothing
wanted
the
attempt
but
passion
.
Bravest
Theutilla
,
sooner
shall
the
Fathers
bowels
bee
silent
at
the
sight
of
his
long
unseen
Sonne
,
then
posterity
forget
thy
name
.
Amalius
now
miserably
groaning
,
now
miserably
opening
his
eyes
to
shut
them
againe
more
miserably
,
had
little
more
of
life
then
what
could
give
her
life
,
in
appeasing
the
fury
of
his
servants
that
rushed
in
to
her
destruction
.
What
means
(
said
he
)
is
Chaos
of
confounding
noise
;
this
unwelcome
Traine
,
to
the
more
unwelcome
Pomp
of
death
?
Whither
rush
yee
,
yee
betrayers
of
innocence
,
yee
servants
of
nothing
but
my
lust
?
Oh
may
mine
infamie
find
a
grave
as
soone
as
life
;
and
you
sooner
:
that
the
world
may
want
a
witnesse
of
it
.
I
conjure
you
by
the
relation
that
ties
you
to
my
commands
,
and
this
last
;
spare
her
life
,
whose
chastitie
the
Gods
are
pleas'd
to
spare
.
Then
,
to
make
a
minute
of
his
life
famous
,
hee
contemplated
on
mortality
.
Nature
(
said
hee
)
that
first
digested
this
All
into
an
exact
method
of
parts
,
preserves
it
likewise
by
a
constant
concordance
of
the
same
,
without
the
which
it
would
soone
resolve
into
the
first
nothing
:
onely
man
,
ungovern'd
man
,
Natures
Master-peece
,
revolting
from
her
allegeance
,
deposes
her
Lieutenant
Reason
,
le
ts
in
the
Usurper
,
Passion
,
to
untune
the
harmony
that
preserves
the
soul.
Hence
is
it
that
death
,
the
privation
of
being
,
in
this
disorder
seizes
the
Fort
,
hurries
the
Governesse
captive
to
an
eternall
,
a
never
redeem'd
imprisonment
.
The
Sunne
,
the
Sea
,
have
both
their
bounds
,
and
man
his
stage
from
life
to
death
,
of
equall
length
to
all
,
though
one
runs
faster
then
another
.
The
world
whirles
about
continually
till
it
be
dissolv'd
;
and
mans
brain
not
satisfied
in
the
bare
necessaries
of
life
,
moves
in
an
unbounded
motion
,
till
stil'd
by
the
period
of
action
,
the
undoer
of
Nature
,
Death
.
There
is
but
one
doore
at
which
wee
enter
this
Labyrinth
of
life
:
but
infinite
are
the
waies
wee
turne
and
wind
out
of
it
.
The
infant
no
sooner
with
much
difficulty
rak'd
out
of
the
wombe
,
(
punishing
the
Mothers
guilt
of
his
short-liv'd
misery
)
enters
the
Tombe
,
flashing
through
the
world
,
being
but
a
lightning
of
life
.
Pleasure
or
businesse
wears
out
the
riper
mans
vitals
,
and
forceth
out
life
,
let
Nature
block
it
up
never
so
strongly
.
The
aged
man
,
because
a
burden
to
himselfe
,
sinks
under
his
own
weight
.
These
are
ordinary
waies
out
of
this
world
into
the
next
:
but
to
bee
hurld
out
by
violence
of
Fate
,
this
is
the
doom
of
strictest
Justice
that
makes
eternity
our
curse
.
This
is
the
hard
fate
my
just
merit
hath
encountred
,
to
be
punish'd
by
the
sex
I
have
so
much
abus'd
.
This
was
his
last
:
for
Nature
,
though
shee
could
not
tell
him
he
had
liv'd
long
enough
;
told
him
hee
had
been
long
enough
dying
.
There
she
withdrew
her selfe
from
him
,
and
seal'd
up
his
eyes
to
the
eternall
sleep
of
eternall
night
.
Pro
Theutilla
.
REason
is
the
only
,
and
noble
difference
between
the
free
and
servile
creature
,
and
they
whose
actions
are
not
moderated
and
well
poyzed
by
her
power
,
deviate
from
themselves
into
the
slavery
of
Sense
.
Theutilla
,
if
shee
could
obtaine
of
her selfe
to
yeeld
to
sense
,
why
should
not
Amalius
obtaine
it
?
If
to
reason
;
why
should
shee
not
kill
Amalius
?
or
why
should
she
be
ravished
?
Her selfe
then
was
Victor
of
her
sense
,
and
to
conquer
reason
she
conquer'd
Amalius
.
Never
had
her
vertue
a
fairer
tryall
,
then
when
her
honour
was
a
martyr
stak'd
to
unlawfull
flames
;
never
could
her
honour
bee
more
honourably
releived
,
then
by
her
vertue
;
nor
both
,
then
by
this
act
.
Though
Vertue
being
within
her
,
Honour
being
above
her
,
was
not
to
be
really
violated
without
the
Theutilla
that
was
below
her
:
yet
must
Amalius
be
sacrificed
,
as
well
to
deprive
her
of
the
interest
he
might
have
in
her
dishonour
,
as
to
make
opinion
cleare
as
her
actions
.
It
was
that
mind
that
stoop'd
not
to
her
body
,
that
made
her
of
consequence
;
not
her
beauty
:
the
other
sullied
,
who
but
Amalius
would
value
this
?
or
one
whose
sense
is
so
scattered
in
the
admiration
of
the
outward
forme
,
that
hee
discernes
not
even
those
deformities
of
soule
which
are
detected
?
It
was
necessary
for
her
fame
not
onely
to
resolve
not
to
yeeld
:
but
to
prevent
occasions
that
might
prejudice
her
vertue
,
or
her
honour
.
But
why
was
Amalius
slaine
,
not
master
of
the
opportunity
hee
knew
not
?
why
was
she
forc'd
thither
?
Because
shee
would
not
yeeld
;
because
she
should
bee
ravished
.
But
haply
her
handsome
prayers
had
wrought
him
to
an
handsome
repentance
.
Is
beauty
,
the
loadstar
that
attracts
hearts
of
steel
to
it
,
the
Orator
that
pleads
against
it selfe
?
Amalius
,
had
his
eyes
been
open
,
had
not
read
contradictions
in
her
face
,
nor
made
so
obscure
a
Comment
upon
so
cleare
a
Text.
Hee
had
seene
her
but
as
hee
had
seene
her
;
her
eyes
inviting
all
eyes
,
her
lippes
all
lippes
,
her
face
Loves
banquet
,
where
shee
ryots
in
the
most
luxuriant
feast
of
sense
:
not
as
shee
was
the
modell
of
Divine
Perfection
,
so
innocent
shee
knew
not
the
meaning
of
a
Mistris
.
Theutilla
,
had
she
had
no
other
Sword
but
her
innocence
,
might
satisfie
her selfe
in
that
defence
:
but
Conscience
is
but
one
witnesse
to
one
,
and
her
actions
must
endure
the
triall
of
another
touch-stone
beside
her
owne
.
Amalius
would
easily
confront
her
meanenesse
.
Then
allow
her
this
great
revenge
of
little
innocence
.
Contra
Theutillam
.
A
Mind
well
habited
to
vertue
,
enjoyes
all
true
content
within
it self
,
knowing
nothing
without
it
to
transport
it
from
it selfe
.
Why
should
she
then
strain
her
vertue
to
a
vice
;
in
the
too
nice
satisfaction
of
others
,
unsatisfie
her selfe
?
Why
should
shee
,
to
prevent
unlawfull
love
,
act
a
more
unlawfull
revenge
?
Why
should
shee
revenge
an
unacted
injury
;
commit
a
certain
murder
,
to
avoid
an
uncertain
rape
?
Had
she
been
absolutely
tyed
either
to
die
,
kill
,
or
be
ravished
;
she
had
shewed
a
greater
height
of
spirit
in
enduring
,
then
revenging
her
dishonour
.
For
the
passive
valour
is
more
laudable
then
the
active
:
this
being
often
the
fruit
of
a
desperate
,
dejected
;
that
ever
of
a
well-settled
mind
.
Her
valour
was
her
crime
,
her
cowardize
:
for
as
shee
had
the
false
spirit
of
a
man
,
unjustly
to
kill
a
man
:
so
had
shee
the
true
false
spirit
of
a
woman
,
to
act
a
greater
,
lest
she
should
sinke
under
a
lesser
evill
.
Perhaps
glorie
transported
her
to
an
attempt
(
as
shee
flattered
her self
)
above
a
man
:
did
shee
not
also
descend
into
the
cruell
weaknesse
of
her
sexe
,
slay
a
man
that
had
already
paid
earnest
to
a
sleep
never
to
awake
,
that
had
already
pawn'd
himselfe
to
Death
?
Did
she
not
goe
lower
,
sacrifice
his
soule
to
the
furie
of
furies
,
her selfe
?
Whither
did
her
blind
rage
lead
her
,
to
punish
innocence
,
to
salve
her
honour
that
was
not
wounded
?
This
act
carries
little
Valour
in
it
,
lesse
Vertue
.
CYPRIANA
.
THE
Iland
Cyprus
,
Natures
choycest
storehouse
,
where
she
had
reposed
the
chiefest
blessings
of
the
earth
,
flowing
in
wealth
,
the
wantonizer
of
the
mind
,
and
by
it
once
dedicated
to
the
Queen
of
Love
,
courted
and
feared
of
the
neighbouring
Nations
:
while
secure
in
her
owne
height
;
the
Othomannick
Army
,
infinite
in
number
,
invincible
in
valour
,
unappeas'd
by
cruelty
,
breaks
in
like
a
sea
,
that
threatens
to
eat
her
into
another
Iland
,
if
not
devoure
her
.
Christianity
was
their
crime
,
a
wrong
proud
enough
to
unsheath
a
Turkish
blade
;
life
was
their
greatest
guilt
,
which
must
bee
wip'd
off
by
cruell
death
.
That
which
to
nature
was
preposterous
,
the
souldier
made
methodicall
;
the
infant
torn
from
the
mothers
brest
,
was
mangled
into
as
many
atomes
as
it
had
lived
minutes
,
and
hewed
out
into
more
Sacrifices
then
it
had
sins
:
if
sorrow
was
too
weak
to
conquer
the
surviving
distressed
mother
;
the
sword
(
therein
courteous
)
supplyed
it
,
and
intomb'd
both
in
the
wombe
from
whence
they
did
unfortunately
spring
.
Wives
and
Maids
were
first
ravish'd
,
then
slaine
for
adultery
.
Father
and
Daughter
,
Mother
and
Sonne
,
Brother
and
Sister
were
all
incestuously
piled
up
;
there
was
nothing
wanting
but
new
lives
to
satisfie
the
guilt
of
death
.
The
Iland
was
an
heape
of
carkasses
in
despaire
of
being
repeopled
but
by
Cannibals
or
Crows
.
Was
ever
cruelty
so
barbarously
express'd
?
Was
ever
steel
refin'd
for
such
cruelty
?
Mustapha
having
almost
dislimb'd
the
Iland
,
bends
his
fury
to
the
head
;
besiegeth
Salamina
,
renowned
for
rich
Citizens
,
brave
Buildings
,
and
stately
Temples
;
erected
by
the
Telamonian
Teucer
,
during
the
Trojan
sieige
.
Dandalus
the
Governour
,
forc'd
to
submit
himselfe
to
the
Turkish
yoke
,
after
exquisite
tortures
,
is
beheaded
;
and
to
strike
a
greater
terrour
in
the
survivors
,
his
head
is
carryed
upon
the
point
of
a
sword
through
the
razed
Citie
.
Nero
had
here
seene
his
cruell
wish
accomplish'd
,
the
head
of
thousands
of
heads
strooke
off
at
one
blow
.
The
highest
rate
the
Citizen
could
amount
to
,
was
too
cheap
for
the
securitie
of
life
,
where
innocence
was
punish'd
in
stead
of
treason
.
Mustapha
,
his
sword
now
surfetted
in
humane
bloud
,
spurs
on
his
sacrilegious
furie
to
revenge
him
of
the
Gods
:
he
razeth
the
Temples
,
whither
the
wretched
Salaminians
were
fled
for
refuge
;
the
Altars
are
profan'd
;
Hymens
holy
Tapers
are
lighted
to
rapes
and
adulteries
at
the
very
Altars
.
Murders
are
their
Sacrifices
;
innocent
lives
drop
like
beades
from
their
bloudy
hands
,
their
more
bloudy
devotions
.
Good
Heaven
!
where
is
your
thunder
?
awake
your
sleeping
armory
:
is
not
your
whole
Hoast
blasphem'd
?
Good
Earth
!
where
is
thy
Earthquake
?
cannot
these
monsters
move
thee
?
The
consecrated
vessels
are
prophan'd
to
servile
uses
.
The
shrines
of
Saints
that
call'd
the
adoration
of
farthest
Pilgrims
,
are
demolish'd
;
all
,
holy
,
and
prophane
,
a
e
miscellaniously
sacrific'd
to
fire
and
sword
.
Mustapha
,
his
rage
and
avarice
appeas'd
,
bethinks
him
of
a
present
to
appease
Selimus
his
Masters
lusts
;
he
sends
captive
the
choicest
beauties
of
both
sexes
(
doom'd
to
another
destinie
)
to
the
distain'd
Carpathian
Sea
,
where
his
fleet
lay
at
anchor
.
The
captives
ship'd
,
and
ready
to
be
wafted
in
their
owne
bloud
to
Byzantium
;
when
the
divinely
inspired
Cypriana
wrought
the
miracle
,
worthy
the
memory
of
all
time
.
Shee
,
servilly
imployed
in
the
powder-office
,
with
a
countenance
that
gave
a
majesty
to
her
miserie
,
and
scorn'd
the
subjection
of
sorrow
;
resolves
a
powder-treason
:
a
candle
shee
had
flaming
in
her
hand
;
but
a
purer
flame
shot
from
heaven
into
her
breast
:
from
no
other
place
could
so
generous
a
mind
be
fired
.
This
fire
(
said
shee
)
purer
then
the
element
of
fire
,
shall
both
burne
and
cure
,
shall
extinguish
the
lurking
inflammations
of
lust
.
Nothing
of
Cyprus
shall
bee
transported
to
Byzantium
but
my
fame
,
powerfull
to
perfume
the
contagion
of
their
sin
.
O
Heaven
!
to
thee
,
the
Sanctuary
of
innocence
,
flies
my
untainted
soule
:
if
my
spirit
enlightned
by
thine
,
act
thy
vengeance
,
thy
mercy
reward
mee
;
if
I
transgresse
thy
Commission
,
if
I
let
out
my
life
before
thou
requirest
it
:
pardon
the
weaknesse
of
my
vertue
,
pardon
her
that
sacrificeth
her self
a
spotlesse
creature
to
thy
most
sacred
throne
.
If
thy
justice
exclude
mee
thy
pitie
,
oh
pitie
these
innocents
;
rain
all
thy
revenge
on
mee
,
burie
my
name
from
the
discovery
of
posterity
;
let
not
them
,
because
they
feel
my
fate
,
feel
thy
vengeance
.
Then
gave
shee
fire
to
the
Powder
,
that
knew
as
little
mercie
as
the
Turke
.
The
Masts
and
Sailes
were
hoysed
nearer
the
Skies
,
then
when
the
boysterous
element
conspires
a
shipwrack
;
the
ribs
torn
from
the
body
,
flew
like
murdering
shot
through
the
next
ship
;
where
the
unquench'd
pitch
seized
the
powder
,
so
that
both
were
swallowed
by
the
same
fate
.
Into
these
two
ships
were
congested
the
Prime
of
the
Turkish
Souldiery
,
the
Cyprian
captivitie
dispatch'd
by
Mustapha
to
Selimus
at
Byzantium
.
The
miserable
Salaminians
now
upon
the
shore
,
paying
the
last
office
of
affection
,
to
see
the
last
of
their
wives
and
children
,
were
more
delighted
then
terrified
at
the
spectacle
;
they
look'd
on
death
not
as
a
punishment
;
but
as
the
most
honourable
divorce
,
and
last
refuge
of
honour
.
Death
had
in
it
more
courtesie
then
horrour
:
for
as
it
was
the
last
,
so
it
was
the
least
of
their
evils
.
Did
they
weepe
at
their
misfortunes
?
so
did
the
Sea
:
with
a
generall
acclamation
they
thank'd
the
Gods
that
had
heard
their
prayers
,
desiring
their
friends
should
bee
rather
a
prey
to
the
mercilesse
waves
,
then
Selimus
lusts
,
for
which
,
by
the
misfortune
of
beauty
,
they
were
reserv'd
untouch'd
.
Mustapha
now
again
whets
his
sword
,
which
before
revenge
had
dull'd
;
there
was
not
a
life
that
was
not
his
prey
,
till
hee
had
left
the
Iland
breathlesse
;
then
,
like
a
Tyger
besmeard
in
the
bloud
of
tamer
beasts
,
hee
returnes
to
his
Fleet
;
and
laden
with
the
spoiles
of
the
Countrey
,
but
most
with
infamie
,
hoyseth
Sailes
to
Bzyantium
.
Now
is
he
in
the
Carpathian
sea
;
where
may
hee
see
nothing
but
monsters
ugly
as
himself
;
may
wind
and
water
roar
to
him
the
name
of
bloud
.
If
sleepe
—
charming-care
steal
on
his
restlesse
mind
;
may
the
Cyprian
Ghosts
awake
him
:
may
every
minute
bee
feare
of
endlesse
death
,
and
may
his
sinne
fright
away
his
repentance
:
then
in
view
of
the
Byzantium
Towers
,
the
great
Seraglio
,
and
his
own
Pallace
;
may
he
bee
betrayd
by
his
nearest
friend
to
a
rock
that
splits
him
;
from
thence
let
him
sink
into
the
lowest
dungeon
of
Avernus
.
Pro
Cypriana
.
THE
Countrey
is
wasted
and
spoyled
of
her
riches
:
but
honour
is
shipp'd
up
a
prisoner
to
Byzantium
.
Is
there
no
refuge
;
no
redemption
?
sword
and
fire
can
preserve
this
,
as
well
as
sword
and
fire
consume
the
other
.
Policie
allowes
not
captivitie
a
sword
:
but
crueltie
allowes
her
a
candle
,
the
clearer
to
see
her
slavery
.
Ignorance
is
the
happinesse
of
misery
which
is
not
felt
before
it
bee
understood
.
Had
Cypriana
a
slavish
mind
in
a
slavish
body
,
shee
had
owed
her
attempt
to
fortune
,
not
to
vertue
;
and
merited
more
scorn
then
praise
:
but
Nature
that
gave
her
a
soule
above
her
sexe
,
studied
a
discretion
proportionable
to
manage
it
.
Had
shee
well
weighed
,
alwaies
to
redeem
her
honour
with
honour
;
she
could
not
better
informe
,
or
in
a
more
ingenuous
way
relieve
her selfe
,
then
to
make
the
embleme
of
her
slavery
the
instrument
of
her
freedome
;
her
justice
was
wittie
,
to
punish
the
Turke
by
the
same
means
he
had
punish'd
them
.
Was
it
their
misery
,
or
their
cruelty
to
which
she
owed
her
life
?
Shee
was
halde
from
a
glorious
death
,
to
an
ignominious
life
,
to
an
inglorious
death
.
Shee
was
captivated
by
her
owne
beauty
,
and
felt
the
greatest
tyranny
of
it
her selfe
,
why
then
also
should
her
greatest
offender
bee
unpunish'd
?
shee
did
not
kill
her selfe
for
feare
of
the
Turke
:
for
her
brest
was
arm'd
to
meet
death
in
any
shape
of
horrour
,
shee
had
before
beheld
him
unaffrighted
in
all
his
ghastly
formes
.
Life
was
below
her
honour
;
her
honour
not
above
her
friends
,
which
nor
life
,
nor
death
shall
divorce
from
her
affection
.
As
they
had
accompanied
her
to
her
slavery
:
so
it
was
equall
to
her
libertie
.
Vnworthy
is
she
of
life
,
that
lives
by
unworthinesse
;
unworthy
is
she
of
an
handsome
death
,
that
seeks
it
by
an
ignominious
life
:
but
shee
soared
to
the
height
of
glory
:
for
shee
would
not
goe
a
voluntary
slave
to
her
dishonour
,
when
death
might
releeve
her
:
but
shee
died
,
and
in
her selfe
bequeath'd
three
wonders
to
the
World
;
a
free
Slave
,
a
vertuous
Prostitute
,
and
an
innocent
Murderesse
.
Contra
Cyprianam
.
WHether
was
the
Turk
or
shee
more
cruell
?
he
slew
his
enemies
,
and
strangers
:
shee
,
her
friends
,
kindred
,
and
her
self
.
Had
she
life
to
revenge
it
with
self-murder
?
or
were
she
wronged
by
another
,
must
she
therefore
be
reveng'd
on
her selfe
?
Was
a
life
freely
given
bought
at
too
dear
a
rate
?
or
because
shee
might
feel
their
power
,
must
she
use
her
owne
?
What
was
it
that
look'd
on
her
more
terrible
then
death
,
or
that
she
look'd
on
through
a
multiplying
glasse
?
was
it
slavery
?
that
is
the
common
fate
of
vertue
,
that
stands
unmov'd
by
misery
,
unshaken
by
despair
.
Had
the
Turk
slaine
her
,
he
had
not
depriv'd
the
world
of
the
opinion
of
her
vertue
:
but
the
very
substance
is
shipwrack'd
by
her selfe
.
The
Turks
cruelty
was
her
courtesie
:
for
though
hee
triumph'd
over
her
;
yet
hee
gave
her
the
opportunity
to
triumph
over
misery
,
and
shew
that
height
of
spirit
that
scornes
any
thing
without
her
should
afflict
her
:
but
shee
disdain'd
to
bee
beholding
to
their
courtesie
,
or
her
owne
vertue
.
Was
dishonour
the
thing
beyond
death
or
captivity
?
had
she
asmuch
of
woman
as
not
to
feare
a
death
from
her selfe
,
and
not
asmuch
,
as
not
to
feare
a
dishonour
from
another
?
Could
shee
hate
her
vertue
,
and
her
sin
?
could
she
better
revenge
her
of
her
vertue
,
then
by
her
dishonour
?
Why
should
she
feare
what
might
befall
her
in
life
,
who
was
regardlesse
what
might
befall
her
after
death
.
Then
was
slavery
the
terrible
,
joyn'd
with
dishonour
her
twin
sister
.
Had
she
been
transported
to
a
Nunnery
,
where
vertue
is
necessitated
,
had
not
that
been
a
slavery
?
would
not
her
will
break
into
a
thousand
sins
,
who
broke
through
life
into
a
false
liberty
?
But
lesse
then
death
,
slavery
,
or
dishonour
,
onely
sense
of
her
dishonour
depriv'd
her
of
her
sense
;
why
should
she
be
affrighted
by
a
shadow
,
when
her
sense
could
bee
wrong'd
by
none
but
her selfe
?
ARETAPHILA
.
ARetaphila
,
a
Cyrenaean
,
the
last
rank'd
in
these
Stories
,
but
first
in
my
thoughts
,
which
by
the
order
of
birth
may
claim
the
priviledge
to
do
wonders
.
As
some
things
are
lesse
curiously
perform'd
which
are
ordain'd
for
common
use
,
not
for
the
ornament
or
wonder
of
the
world
:
so
have
I
,
like
a
French
Volunteir
on
a
Lute
,
all
this
while
scatter'd
slight
aires
,
which
may
perchance
surprize
an
indifferent
eye
:
but
now
like
the
glasse
that
twists
the
Sun-beames
to
steale
fire
from
heaven
,
I
must
in
writing
her
,
so
lessen
and
contract
so
much
of
her
as
may
sinke
into
our
narrow
faith
,
or
narrower
reason
.
If
our
Poets
prophanely
rake
heaven
for
comparisons
,
for
each
part
of
a
rotten
Mistris
that
shall
nere
bee
part
of
it
;
one
whom
sinne
,
to
prevent
age
,
hath
carcass'd
in
her
cradle
:
to
what
heights
must
I
ascend
to
reach
a
Subject
fit
for
all
fancy
to
work
,
not
play
upon
;
one
that
is
above
all
heights
?
Sometimes
she
is
pleas'd
to
stoop
to
bee
admir'd
,
ador'd
;
not
that
shee
falls
lower
to
rebound
higher
:
but
that
wee
are
admir'd
for
admiring
her
,
and
we
her
prisoners
feast
our selves
with
the
fragmentarie
offalls
of
her
Fame
.
Thus
doe
I
admire
her
,
till
I
admire
my selfe
out
of
breath
;
then
shee
beckens
to
my
soule
(
the
reason
I
cannot
reach
;
but
I
obey
)
to
come
,
whither
I
will
not
tell
you
:
but
now
I
am
return'd
a
re-transmigrated-mountebank-Pedler
,
I
will
open
to
your
Opticks
that
which
shall
purblind
the
whole
art
;
at
your
two
nostrils
you
shal
snuffe
in
both
the
Indies
;
for
your
pallats
,
(
because
the
cleanest
feeders
are
the
cleanest
meat
)
you
shall
have
the
whole
sect
of
Epicures
;
if
their
opinions
stick
in
your
stomacks
,
you
shall
take
all
the
sumes
of
Arabia
in
a
Tobacco-pipe
to
concoct
them
:
Here
is
that
will
chaine
your
care
to
the
perpetuall
sound
of
Aretaphila
:
For
your
touch
,
are
you
a
Midas
?
here
is
a
Diamond
set
in
gold
,
within
two
dayes
it
will
bee
a
Rhodian
Colosse
;
then
will
it
magnifie
to
an
Escuriall
;
then
to
a
World
;
then
to
tenne
Worlds
;
then
to
Aretaphila
:
thus
Fortune
blows
dust
up
to
a
Lady
,
then
to
a
Countesse
,
then
to
a
Queen
:
thus
Gold
and
Diamonds
at
length
come
to
be
Aretaphila
,
in
whose
name
they
have
been
valued
.
Please
you
to
look
into
this
inward
Drawer
,
you
shall
see
all
the
secrets
of
nature
,
that
have
befool'd
the
grand
Clarks
of
all
the
World
.
Here
shall
you
see
reason
for
the
ebb
and
flow
of
Seas
,
and
of
an
Ague
that
resembles
it
;
here
shall
you
see
the
wrack
of
your
bodies
wracks
,
how
he
is
the
onely
Physician
of
himselfe
.
The
wounded
Roman
State
,
like
a
broken
Tobacco-pipe
,
was
cured
by
bloud
.
Warre
cures
the
Turkish
Lethargie
.
The
Aegyptian
Dropsie
is
cured
by
drinking
;
one
month
in
a
year
the
whole
Countrey
is
drunk
.
The
Plague
cures
Grand-Cairo
of
her
diseases
of
repletion
:
but
the
Ague
onely
an
Ague
.
It
is
an
opinion
of
some
,
that
every
particular
person
hath
two
Angels
,
one
waits
at
his
right
hand
,
the
other
at
his
left
;
this
left-handed
Devill
is
the
thing
we
speake
of
;
if
wee
bee
fairely
dispossest
of
him
,
we
may
say
,
the
better
Angell
hath
got
the
victory
:
but
if
by
the
holiogopheron
hotontiperistaton
,
one
Devill
drives
out
another
.
Here
you
see
this
little
little
Pepper-corn
;
Princes
are
captives
,
Emperours
are
subjects
to
this
Pymee-tyrant
,
this
is
Love
.
Let
him
be
pitied
,
he
swells
higher
then
Atlas
;
heaven
and
earth
is
not
a
load
for
his
little
finger
.
Let
him
be
scorn'd
,
then
(
like
a
Prince's
casheir'd
Favourite
)
hee
is
frown'd
from
a
Duke
to
a
male
contented
Gentleman
;
then
hee
crosseth
his
crossed
armes
,
and
looks
upon
his
fate
with
that
regreet
a
younger
Brother
in
the
Low-countries
doth
his
followers
,
who
make
his
misery
their
food
,
and
are
the
onely
flatterers
of
low
fortunes
;
the
little
winke
rereares
the
other
;
four
stivers
in
hot
water
defends
this
from
the
world
,
and
which
is
worse
,
himselfe
.
Love
hath
been
a
tenant
to
this
heart
for
many
years
,
and
hath
now
left
it
like
a
Farme
in
the
eighteenth
yeare
,
plowed
up
and
harrowed
out
of
heart
;
under
three
years
sleep
it
wil
not
again
be
tenantable
.
Here
you
may
see
the
braine
working
like
a
Powder-mill
,
let
the
brasse
be
over-wrought
,
he
is
blown
up
;
and
the
rest
of
man
is
as
confused
as
a
beleagured
Towne
:
screw
him
not
up
like
a
treble
Lute-string
,
in
a
storme
,
to
a
French
tune
,
and
he
will
shew
you
the
wonders
of
heaven
so
distinctly
,
that
you
shall
confute
a
whole
kennell
of
Almanacks
.
But
oh
!
whilst
I
am
quacking
,
my
Aretaphila
is
fled
;
fled
like
the
last
age
;
or
faster
,
like
yesterday
;
and
my
soul
,
like
a
skie-climbing
Falcon
,
sprited
as
the
ayre
shee
flies
in
,
hath
gotten
height
,
and
wind
,
and
thinkes
to
seize
her
:
but
oh
!
shee
is
heightned
into
the
incomprehensible
;
shee
is
lessened
into
the
invisible
;
shee
is
greatned
to
the
un-by-any
—
fancie
—
fathomable
.
Shall
we
aske
Sense
what
she
is
?
Sense
will
tell
us
;
her
face
is
the
unclouded
Welkin
in
the
infancy
of
day
:
her
eyes
the
Sunne
and
Moon
that
sleepe
by
turnes
,
lest
they
should
leave
the
World
in
darknesse
:
her
tongue
the
harmony
of
Sphears
and
Nature
:
her
brests
Heavens
milkie
way
,
spangled
with
azure
Starres
:
her
armes
Castor
and
Pollux
:
her
other
parts
,
because
of
lower
function
,
are
but
the
Symmetry
of
all
the
beauties
of
her
sexe
:
shee
is
too
much
first
to
have
any
second
;
from
the
third
,
fourth
,
and
fifth
forme
of
women
,
from
a
million
,
or
all
of
them
you
may
take
some
piece
of
her
,
not
all
,
for
she
herself
is
the
All.
Aske
Reason
what
shee
is
;
Reason
will
tell
you
,
shee
is
her
Directresse
,
that
shee
keeps
the
elements
at
peace
within
us
:
our
fire
she
confines
to
religious
zeale
,
and
suffers
it
not
to
inflame
either
to
lust
or
superstition
:
our
watry
element
shee
hath
design'd
to
quench
unlawfull
flames
:
our
sighs
to
drie
our
blubbred
eyes
,
when
teares
have
tyred
them
:
our
earth
like
the
earth
to
tread
upon
,
or
make
no
other
account
of
it
then
of
a
skin-purse
that
holds
ten
thousand
pound
:
the
money
outed
,
the
purse
is
laid
aside
till
it
bee
refill'd
by
the
same
treasure
.
Aske
Faith
what
shee
is
:
Faith
that
ties
us
morally
to
riddles
,
religiouslly
to
mysteries
;
and
Faith
will
tell
you
,
shee
hath
yours
,
and
mine
,
&
an
hundred
other
souls
in
one
soule
:
nor
doth
her
soule
receive
extension
:
for
a
soule
fils
no
roome
,
though
shee
bee
all
over
the
body
,
and
she
all
over
ours
;
yet
none
knowes
where
,
nor
how
.
If
with
some
Philosophers
wee
will
give
them
but
such
dimensions
,
that
twenty
of
them
cannot
stand
upon
the
point
of
a
needle
;
then
may
it
follow
that
two
or
three
thousand
of
them
may
bee
circumscrib'd
(
in
which
compasse
I
think
so
many
misers
soules
may
)
in
a
locall
inch
:
if
they
have
any
dimensions
,
they
may
bee
circumscrib'd
;
if
circumscrib'd
,
then
followes
the
unheard-of
absurdity
'
that
they
are
bodies
.
We
are
circumscriptive
;
other
Angels
definitive
:
but
her
,
immortall
fame
hath
made
ubiquitive
,
and
repletive
.
There
are
orders
of
Angels
,
the
first
of
higher
knowledge
,
because
of
nobler
function
;
the
knowledge
of
the
second
but
derived
from
the
first
:
yet
those
and
these
Angels
know
no
more
of
each
other
then
they
are
pleas'd
to
reveale
to
one
another
:
but
shee
,
first
of
the
first
ranke
,
knowes
all
of
them
and
us
,
and
wee
weakely
enlightned
,
have
so
much
of
her
,
as
the
watry
elements
of
the
Sun
,
but
bare
reflection
.
Some
Angels
protect
Cities
,
others
Countries
;
but
the
noblest
are
Guardians
to
us
frail
and
mortall
men
;
all
these
offices
were
by
her
undergone
on
earth
;
to
what
high
flights
of
exercise
is
shee
now
soared
?
But
I
must
stoop
,
and
draw
neer
her
into
her
low
estate
.
Faith
tels
us
she
stands
one
contrary
without
another
:
were
there
,
or
were
there
no
night
:
yet
were
shee
an
everlasting
day
.
Were
there
none
bad
:
yet
were
shee
unparalleldly
good
.
Were
there
any
or
none
to
be
compar'd
to
her
:
yet
were
she
superlative
.
All
of
her
is
an
even
proportion
of
extremes
.
Faith
tels
us
,
now
she
is
beyond
our
apprehension
,
that
shee
is
nothing
,
yet
all
of
every
thing
.
But
now
since
she
is
,
let
us
see
what
made
her
this
all
;
she
was
Wife
to
Phedimus
,
a
Cyrenaean
Citizen
.
As
when
we
see
the
Eastern
Morn
shoot
his
fiery-pointed
darts
,
we
say
they
are
the
Tipstaves
to
usher
into
the
World
the
approaching
Snnne
;
presently
we
see
himselfe
attended
by
his
Page
,
the
Day
;
anon
he
goes
to
bed
,
then
it
is
night
:
So
shall
you
see
the
Aretaphila
in
her
glimmering
,
Wife
to
Phedimus
;
then
in
the
bright
of
day
,
Queen
and
protectresse
of
the
Cyrenaeans
;
after
that
her
returne
to
the
solitary
distaffe
:
then
like
a
man
that
hath
lost
the
other
eye
,
I
'le
bid
good
night
to
all
the
World
.
Nicocrates
the
Tyrant
having
made
the
sword
his
Oratour
to
plead
his
Title
,
usurp'd
dominion
over
the
Cyrenaeans
;
among
other
his
bloudy
butcheries
,
hee
put
to
death
the
innocent
Phedimus
;
and
then
forc'd
the
incomparable
Aretaphila
to
be
his
Queen
.
She
resenting
the
publick
calamities
more
then
her
private
injuries
,
meditates
a
remedy
for
both
,
and
by
advise
of
her
nearest
friends
,
attempts
the
poysoning
of
the
King
.
The
Tyrant
had
an
old
woman
to
his
mother
,
named
Calbia
;
this
carcasse
,
a
better
name
I
can
hardly
afford
her
outside
,
was
the
inside
of
a
Sepulchre
;
her
head
was
unthatch'd
as
an
old
Parsonage
;
her
eyes
(
like
lights
at
the
last
snuffe
,
when
the
extinguisher
is
readie
to
make
their
Epitaphs
)
sunk
low
into
their
candlesticks
;
her
eares
now
deaf
,
now
happy
(
such
was
her
tongue
)
they
have
lost
their
sense
;
her
nose
worm'd
like
a
peice
of
Homer
of
the
first
bind
,
offended
with
her
breath
,
bowed
to
her
chinne
to
damme
it
up
;
her
cheeks
hol'd
as
the
earth
in
dog-dayes
drouth
;
her
lips
fit
to
bee
kiss'd
by
none
but
by
themselves
;
her
teeth
rotten
as
her
soul
,
hollow
as
her
heart
,
loose
as
the
shingles
of
an
old
silenc'd
steeple
,
scragged
as
a
disparked
pale
,
stood
at
that
distance
one
could
not
bite
another
;
her
tongue
so
weakly
guarded
,
scolds
like
the
alarm
of
a
clock
;
her
chin
was
down'd
with
a
China
beard
of
twenty
haires
;
her
brest
lanke
as
a
quicksand
,
wasted
as
an
hour-glasse
at
the
eleventh
use
;
one
arme
,
one
legge
,
one
foot
shee
doff'd
with
day
,
and
as
a
resurrection
,
dond
with
the
morrow
;
her
bones
(
pithlesse
as
a
Stallion
for
seven
Posterities
)
the
slightest
feares
might
now
make
rattle
in
her
skinne
;
her
body
(
wasted
to
no
waste
,
blasted
with
lust
as
an
Oak
with
lightning
)
was
as
familiar
with
diseases
,
as
a
Physician
:
to
conclude
;
she
is
odious
beyond
all
comparison
:
one
sight
of
her
would
make
the
heat
of
youth
recoile
into
an
infant
continence
.
Yet
she
maintaines
two
Painters
&
three
Apothecaries
to
maintain
this
old-old
uglinesse
,
as
the
rare
thing
shee
hath
been
these
fourscore
yeares
in
getting
.
But
I
have
too
long
,
like
a
Sexton
,
convers'd
with
rottennesse
.
She
was
Calbia
,
and
in
that
,
her
soule
was
a
wel
acquainted
with
sin
as
a
Confessor
:
shee
was
Nicocrates
Mother
,
and
in
that
name
she
carried
to
the
faire
and
vertuous
Aretaphila
,
the
envy
of
age
,
the
wormwood
of
a
mother-in-law
;
a
word
that
is
the
originall
that
signifies
all
that
is
ill
in
the
sexe
:
yet
for
the
reliefe
of
some
few
particulars
,
read
it
like
Hebrew
,
and
it
yeelds
something
that
is
good
.
This
Calbia
discovers
the
poison-plot
.
Then
,
as
eagerly
as
my
young
Master
in
the
Countrey
fastens
on
the
red-Deere-pie
(
tougher
then
Drakes
biskets
that
went
round
the
world
,
hoary
as
Methusalem
)
entaild
by
his
Grandsire
to
the
house
for
ever
;
shee
seizes
the
faire
Aretaphila
into
her
tallons
,
more
griping
then
poverty
it selfe
;
nails
that
scratch
like
the
law
,
and
are
as
good
a
cure
for
the
itch
as
the
Goale
for
theeves
;
her
she
brings
to
the
rack
,
there
intending
,
after
confession
,
with
most
subtle
tortures
to
let
out
her
life
.
Oh
,
that
Love
in
his
Olympiads
should
bee
drown'd
in
those
faire
eyes
!
those
eyes
,
more
eloquent
then
all
Rhetorick
,
that
would
raise
an
Anchoret
from
his
grave
,
and
turne
the
Fiend
Fury
into
the
Cherubin
Pity
,
that
those
eyes
should
be
of
no
other
use
then
to
vent
sorrow
to
inexorable
ears
!
that
those
white
and
red
roses
(
which
no
rain
but
what
fell
from
those
heavenly
eies
)
could
colour
or
sweeten
,
should
wither
in
their
prime
!
those
lips
that
staine
the
rubies
,
and
make
the
roses
blush
!
those
lips
that
command
the
scarlet-coloured
morn
into
a
cloud
to
hide
his
shame
,
should
kisse
a
mercilesse
and
sinew-sundring
rack
!
that
breath
which
makes
us
all
Chamaelions
should
bee
wasted
into
unregarded
sighs
!
that
those
brests
eternally
chast
,
and
white
as
the
Alps
;
those
legs
,
columnes
of
the
fairest
Parian
marble
,
columnes
that
support
this
monument
of
all
pens
,
should
bee
stretch'd
into
anatomies
!
that
her
body
that
would
call
a
soule
from
heaven
into
it
,
should
bee
mangled
like
one
that
hath
hang'd
in
chaines
these
three
years
!
that
her
skin
,
smooth
as
the
face
of
youth
,
soft
as
a
bed
of
violets
,
white
as
the
queen
of
innocence
,
sweet
as
the
bean-blossomes
after
raine
;
that
that
skin
,
the
casket
of
that
body
,
the
karkanet
of
that
soul
,
should
be
jag'd
and
torne
with
that
remorselesse
pitie
we
commonly
bestow
upon
a
scare-crow
!
After
long
racking
,
when
Calbia
saw
shee
could
rack
no
confession
;
then
when
more
torment
would
have
been
a
reliefe
;
she
was
taken
down
from
the
rack
,
and
her
body
was
pinn'd
,
as
an
unwelcome
courtesie
,
upon
her
soule
.
Thus
noble
and
pious
guilt
is
twin-brother
,
and
carries
the
same
face
with
innocence
:
so
was
she
spirited
,
that
those
tortures
could
scarce
trie
her
patience
,
lesse
her
truth
;
and
though
Calbia
was
not
fully
possess'd
of
any
course
to
put
her
to
death
;
yet
had
shee
cruelty
enough
to
doe
worse
then
kill
her
to
make
a
cause
.
But
,
Aretaphila
,
though
her
Countries
liberty
,
and
her
owne
honour
lifted
higher
then
the
flatteries
of
life
,
or
feare
of
death
;
resolv'd
in
spite
of
cruelty
or
fate
,
to
live
whilst
shee
had
offred
Nicocrates
and
Calbia
to
her
oppress'd
Countries
rage
:
therefore
the
second
time
she
was
brought
to
the
rack
,
when
fearing
she
should
be
sacrific'd
to
Calbia
,
not
Calbia
to
Cyrenaea
,
to
calm
Nicocrates
,
shee
thus
bespake
him
:
Great
Sir
,
when
you
were
pleas'd
to
lift
my
humble
fortunes
up
to
those
glories
that
willingly
engage
a
womans
pride
;
when
by
kind
fate
,
and
kinder
Nicocrates
,
I
was
snatch'd
from
base
private
arms
,
to
the
embraces
of
a
Prince
:
were
these
cheeks
dy'd
into
ingratitude
and
crueltie
to
make
them
lovely
?
can
your
brest
harbour
such
a
thought
;
that
this
brest
which
you
were
pleas'd
to
think
worthy
to
harbour
yours
,
can
swell
with
those
two
monsters
abandon'd
by
the
most
infamous
of
our
sexe
?
But
since
(
such
is
my
hard
fortune
)
I
am
reduc'd
to
that
misery
as
to
defend
mine
innocence
;
hear
me
Nicocrates
;
not
that
I
beg
life
;
for
I
scorne
to
stoop
(
now
I
am
suspected
)
so
low
as
to
take
it
honourably
.
This
potion
(
which
the
comments
of
envie
interpreted
a
poyson
)
is
a
confection
,
not
of
Cantharides
for
thy
lust
:
but
of
all
those
ingredients
that
may
strengthen
vertuous
love
.
This
true
innocence
had
no
designe
upon
thy
life
,
which
(
oh
thou
all-seeing
Skie
witnesse
)
I
value
as
much
above
mine
owne
,
as
mine
honour
above
mine
enemy
:
but
fearing
lest
like
a
needle
betweene
two
loadstarres
,
the
stronger
might
attract
thee
;
and
my
unworthinesse
(
how
happy
am
I
in
it
since
it
pleads
mine
innocence
!
)
might
betray
me
to
a
worthyer
Love
;
I
devis'd
this
potion
to
make
thy
love
lasting
as
mine
,
which
else
would
soon
consume
,
fed
with
such
withred
fewell
as
this
poore
declining
face
;
this
face
that
can
boast
nothing
but
her
sorrow
,
which
(
since
deriv'd
from
you
)
is
most
welcome
to
these
eyes
,
and
is
receiv'd
as
your
Embassadour
,
into
this
heartlesse
heart
.
Oh
let
these
tears
for
ever
drown
these
eyes
!
oh
let
this
sorrow
sacrifice
this
innocent
heart
in
all
her
glory
to
the
great
Nicocrates
!
oh
let
Aretaphila
,
the
Aretaphila
that
is
(
since
she
)
—
There
(
though
no
tongue
could
praise
her
but
her
owne
)
the
Tyrant
impatient
(
such
oratory
have
teares
in
a
faire
face
)
to
heare
more
,
tearing
his
haire
,
his
rage
too
hastie
to
be
silent
;
hee
express'd
as
much
spleen
to
Calbia
,
as
shee
to
Aretaphila
.
What
furies
(
said
hee
)
fled
from
their
black
region
have
possest
thy
blacker
soule
(
fir
to
lend
rage
to
all
the
horrid
haggs
of
Tartarie
)
to
act
a
deed
,
which
,
oh
you
Heavens
!
can
you
behold
without
raine
and
thunder
,
your
combin'd
sorrow
&
rage
?
can
you
rend
the
clouds
which
are
but
the
suck'd
up
vapours
of
the
earth
;
and
not
her
that
takes
in
all
the
poysonous
sin
of
hell
to
fortifie
her
wickednesse
?
Accurs'd
fury
!
curs'd
from
the
cradle
to
the
tombe
,
curs'd
above
all
that
ever
Heaven
and
Earth
yet
curs'd
!
May
all
the
sins
of
me
,
my
Name
,
and
House
returne
into
thy
venom'd
soule
,
till
they
have
press'd
it
into
the
low
despaire
of
nere-below-repenting
sinners
.
Then
in
his
fury
,
too
great
for
more
words
;
he
had
rack'd
his
Mother
Calbia
;
had
not
the
vertuous
Aretaphila
stepp'd
in
betweene
him
and
his
revenge
.
Nicocrates
now
gladly
possest
of
her
innocence
,
endeavours
by
studied
favours
to
raze
out
all
the
injuries
imprinted
on
her
body
and
her
soule
:
but
shee
like
an
Anvile
,
too
much
heated
by
the
last
blowes
to
coole
suddenly
;
meditates
upon
another
,
and
more
safe
way
for
the
Tyrants
death
.
She
had
a
Daughter
,
every
way
exactly
perfect
,
for
she
was
Daughter
to
Aretaphila
.
The
Tyrant
had
a
brother
called
Leander
;
you
have
already
all
that
commends
him
;
hee
was
an
haire-braind
,
wild-headed
,
unrein'd
young
man
;
one
whom
lust
or
ambition
might
flatter
into
the
most
desperate
attempts
.
Aretaphila
wrought
so
far
with
the
King
,
that
a
match
between
her
Hero-Daughter
and
the
young
Leander
was
by
his
consent
concluded
;
her
shee
counsels
to
insinuate
into
her
Husbands
rashnesse
,
and
perswade
him
(
and
oh
what
will
not
this
pestiferous
night-geare
doe
!
)
to
besiege
his
brothers
Crown
.
Leander
not
contented
with
the
Kingdome
hee
enjoyd
in
her
;
thought
now
nothing
lesse
then
to
raise
himselfe
as
high
as
his
ambition
,
brib'd
his
Swiz
—
servant
Diapheries
,
who
in
the
first
nick
of
opportunitie
murthred
Nicocrates
.
Whither
do
these
crowns
and
scepters
,
the
worlds
magnalia
,
but
indeed
the
balls
of
Fortune
,
hurrie
thee
,
fond
Leander
?
thou
hast
not
kill'd
the
Tyrant
for
the
Countrey
:
but
slaine
thy
brother
for
the
Crowne
.
Through
how
many
restlesse
nights
,
and
lesse
restlesse
thoughts
do
we
encounter
these
sweet-bitter
joyes
:
and
as
the
more
we
graspe
the
water
into
our
hands
,
the
lesse
wee
hold
:
so
is
content
the
farther
from
us
,
the
more
we
seeke
it
in
these
fading
glories
of
the
World
;
which
like
an
ignis
fatuus
,
first
lights
us
through
wild
untrodden
pathes
unto
themselves
;
then
through
vaste
ayrie
thoughts
they
lead
us
up
to
that
precipice
,
from
whence
we
fall
,
and
there
they
leave
us
.
Aretaphila
could
not
appease
her
revenge
till
she
had
pluck'd
up
the
Tyrant
by
the
roots
.
First
shee
incenc'd
the
Citizens
against
Leander
,
the
Traitour
to
his
Prince
,
the
parricide
of
his
Countrey
,
the
fratricide
,
and
lastly
the
muderer
of
her
Husband
.
They
with
one
consent
adjudged
him
to
bee
sowed
up
into
a
sack
,
and
cast
into
the
sea
.
Then
judgement
proceeded
to
Calbia
,
whom
they
condemned
to
the
fire
,
and
shee
was
burnt
alive
.
Diapheries
not
worth
naming
,
and
therefore
I
think
not
worth
hanging
,
the
Storie
mentions
not
his
punishment
.
The
Cyrenaeans
now
prostrate
their
lives
and
fortunes
to
the
devotion
of
Aretaphila
,
that
was
owner
of
them
both
;
they
offer
her
divine
honours
,
and
beseech
her
to
take
further
protection
of
the
Countrey
.
But
she
who
to
doe
her
Countrey
service
,
could
subdue
her
thoughts
to
be
a
Queen
;
can
fall
from
that
height
,
to
rise
above
all
Crowns
,
into
her
owne
content
;
she
shaking
off
those
glorious
loades
of
State
,
retired
from
all
the
crowding
tumults
of
the
Court
,
into
a
solitary
and
truely
happy
countrey-condition
;
there
to
spinne
out
her
thread
of
life
at
her
homely
distaffe
:
where
we
will
leave
her
a
veryer
wonder
then
the
Phoenix
in
the
Desart
,
the
alone
Paragon
of
all
peerlesse
perfections
.
Her
actions
(
so
above
the
criticisme
of
my
purblind
judgement
)
I
am
not
able
to
comprehend
,
much
lesse
contradict
,
or
controvert
.
I
am
silent
,
lest
you
should
passe
that
censure
upon
me
for
her
;
which
Famianus
Strada
did
upon
Horace
for
Plautus
;
that
my
judgement
is
judicium
sine
judicio
.
FINIS
.
THe
Heroina
hath
nothing
of
woman
in
her
but
her
sex
,
nothing
of
sex
but
her
body
,
and
that
dispos'd
to
serve
,
not
rule
her
better
part
.
It
is
as
Nature
left
it
,
neglectfull
,
not
negligent
;
neat
,
not
stretch'd
upon
the
tenter-hookes
of
quaintnesse
of
dresse
or
garbe
;
with
Nature
it
decaies
,
with
Mechanick
art
the
ruines
are
not
repaired
.
Her
soule
is
her
heaven
in
which
she
enjoyes
aeternall
harmony
:
her
conscience
is
her
Sanctuary
,
whither
,
when
shee
is
wounded
she
flies
for
refuge
.
Her
affections
and
passions
,
in
constant
calme
,
neither
flow
nor
ebb
with
Fortune
;
her
hope
is
not
screwd
up
to
ambition
,
nor
her
fear
dejected
to
despaire
.
Her
joy
is
confin'd
to
smiles
,
her
sorrow
to
teares
.
Prosperity
is
the
type
of
what
shee
shall
bee
;
Adversity
,
her
rowling
yron
that
smoothes
her
way
to
Paradise
.
Outward
happinesse
she
owes
not
●o
her
Starres
,
but
her
Vertue
that
rules
her
Stars
.
If
shee
bee
lash'd
by
Fortune
,
it
is
but
like
a
Toppe
,
not
to
bee
set
up
,
but
kept
upright
.
Religion
,
not
Pride
or
weaknesse
makes
her
chast
.
She
understands
not
the
common
conceit
of
love
,
nor
entertaines
that
familiarity
with
man
that
hee
may
hope
it
.
Flattery
,
the
inseparable
companion
of
Love
,
she
scorns
,
though
she
cannot
flatter
her selfe
.
If
Love
enter
her
breast
,
it
is
in
the
most
noble
way
directed
to
the
beauty
,
neerest
the
most
perfect
beauty
.
If
shee
marry
,
it
is
onely
to
propagate
;
the
very
act
tending
thereto
shee
singles
from
the
thought
of
sinne
.
Vertue
is
the
reward
of
her
Vertue
;
her
soule
is
not
so
servile
,
as
to
be
tyed
by
the
hope
of
happinesse
,
or
fear
of
miserie
to
bee
what
she
is
:
but
is
cleerly
satisfied
for
doing
well
,
that
she
doth
well
.
Shee
is
temperate
,
that
her
soule
may
still
be
Soveraigne
of
her
sense
.
Shee
entertains
pitie
as
an
attribute
of
the
Divinitie
,
not
of
her
sex
.
Shee
is
wise
,
because
vertuous
.
She
is
valiant
:
for
her
conscience
is
ungall'd
,
and
can
endure
the
sharpest
touch
of
tongue
.
If
shee
bee
inwrapped
in
the
straight
that
shee
may
sinne
,
shee
relies
upon
the
highest
Providence
,
which
forbids
her
to
use
a
remedie
worse
then
the
evill
.
FINIS
.