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Who (but a fool) such beauty would endanger
Or truit it to the mercy of a stranger ?
Then, royal queen ! if neither may intreat,
My quenchless paffion, nor love's raging heat
Can win you ; we are wou'd both to this crime,
Even by the fit advantage of the time;
Either to love sweet sport we must agree,
Or shew ourselves to be worse fools than he.
He took you by the hand the hour he rode,
And knowing 1 with you must make abode,
Brings you to me; what should I further say?
It was his mind to give you quite away.
What meant heelse? then let's be blithe and jolly,
And make the best use of your husband's folly.
What should we do? your husband is far gone,
And this cold night (poor soul) you lie alone.
I want a bedfellow, so do we either,
What lets us then, but that we lie together?
You flumb'ring think on me, on you I dream,
Both our desires are fervent and extreme.
Sweet, then appoint the night, why do you stay?
O night! more clearer than the brightest day,
Then I dare freely speak, proteft, and swear,
And of my vows the gods Thall récord bear.
Then will I feal the contract and the strife,
From that day forward we are man and wife:
Then questionless I shall so far persuade,
That you with me shall Troy's rich coast invade,
And with your Phrygian guest at last agree,
Our potent kingdom, and rich crown to see.
But if you (bluthing) fear the vulgar bruit,
That says you follow me, to me make suit,
Fear it not Helen; I'll fo work with fame,
I will (alone) be guilty of all blame.
Duke Theseus was my instance, and so were
Your brothers, lady; can I come more near,
To ensample my attempts by? Theseus hald
Helen perforce : your brothers they prevailid
With the Leucippian sisters ; now from these,
I'll count myself the fourth (if Helen please.)
Our Trojan navy rides upon the coast,
Rigg’d, arm’d, and mann'd, and I can proudly boast,
The banks are high, why do you longer stay?
The winds and oars are ready to make way.
You shall be like a high majestic queen,
Led thro' the Dardan city, and be seen
By millions, who your state having commended,
Will (wond’ring) iwear, some goddess is descended.
Where'er you walk the priests ihall incense burn,
No way you shall your eye or body turn,
But facrificed beasts the ground fhall beat,
And bright religious fires the welkin heat.
My father, mother, brother, sisters, all
llium and Troy in pomp majestical,
Shall with rich gifts present you (but alas!)
Not the least part (so far they do surpass)
Can my epistle speak; you may behold
More than my words or writings can unfold. -
Nor fear the bruit of war, or threatning steel, When we are fled, to dog us at the heel; Or that all Græcia will their powers unite: Of many ravish’d, can you one recite Whom war repurchas'd? these be idle fears, Rough blustering Boreas fair Orithea bears
Unto the land of Thrace, yet Thrace still free,
And Athens rais'd no rude hoftility.
In winged Pegasus did Jason fail;
And from great Cholcos hé Medea stale :
Yet Theffaly you see can shew no scar
Of former wounds in the Thesalian war.
He that first ravish'd you, in such a fleet
As ours is, Ariadne brought from Crete.
Yet Minos and duke Theseus were agreed,
About that quarrel not a breast did bleed.
Less is the danger (trust me) than the fear,
That in these vain and idle doubts appear.
But say, rude war should be proclaim'd at length,
Know I am valiant, and have finewy strength.
weapons that I use are apt to kill.
Asia besides more spacious fields can fill
With armed men, than Greece. Amongst us are
More perfect soldiers, more beasts apt for war.
Nor can thy husband Menelaus be
Of any high spirit and magnanimity;
Or so well prov'd in arms : for Helen I,
Being but a lad, have made my enemies fly;
Regain’d the prey from out the hands of thieves,
Who had despoiľd our herds, and stol'n our beeves.
By such adventures I my name obtain’d,
(Being but a lad) the conquest I have gain'd
Of young men in their prime, who much could do;
Deiphebus, Ilioneus too
I have o'ercome in many sharp contentions ;
Nor think these are my vain and forg'd inventions ;
Or that I only hand to hand can fight,
My arrows when I please shall touch the white ;
I am expert i'th' quarry and the bow,
You cannot boast your heartless husband fo.
Had you the power in all things to supply me,
And should you nothing in the world deny me;
To give me such a Hector to my brother,
You could not, the earth bears not such another.
By him alone all Afia is well mann'd;
He like an enemy against Greece fhall stand,
Oppos’d to your best fortunes, wherefore strive you?
You do not know his valour that must wive you,
Or what hid worth is in me; but at length
You will confess when you have prov'd my strength.
Thus either war shall still our steps pursue,
Or Greece shall fall in Troy's all conquering view.
Nor would I fear for such a royal wife,
To set the universal world at strife.
To gain rich prizes, men will venture far,
The hope of purchase makes us bold in war.
If all the world about you should contend,
Your name should be eterniz'd without end;
Only be bold; and fearless may we fail
Into my country, with a prosperous gale!
If the gods grant me my expected day,
It to the full shall all these covenants pay.
No sooner came mine eye unto the fight
Of thy rude lines, but I must needs re-write.
Dar'st thou (O shameless) in such heinous wise,
The laws of hospitality defpise ?
And being a stranger, from thy country's reach,
Solicit a chaste wife to wedlock's breach ?
Was it for this our free Tænarian port
Receiv'd thee and thy train, in friendly fort?
And when great Neptune nothing could appease,
Gave thee fafe harbour from the stormy seas?
Was it for this, our kingdom's arms spread wide
To entertain thee froin the water-fide ?
Yet thou of foreign soil remote from hence,
A stranger, coming we scarce knew from whence.
Is perjur'd wrong the recompence of right?
Is all our friendship guerdon’d with despight?
I doubt me then, whether in our court doth tarry
A friendly guest, or a fierce adversary.
Nor blame me, for if justly you consider,
And these presumptions well compare together,
So simple my complaint will not appear,
But you yourself must needs excuse my fear.
Welí, hold me fimple, much it matters not,
Whilft I preserve my chaste name far from spot;
For when I seem touch'd with a bashful shame,
It shew, how highly I regard my fame. .
When I seem fad, my countenance is not feigned;
And when I lour, my look is unconstrained.
But say my brow be cloudy, my name's clear,
And reverently you shall of Helen hear.
No man from me adulterate spoils can win;
For to this hour I have sported without fin :
Which makes me in my heart the more to wonder,
What hope you have in time to bring me under:
Or from mine eye what comfort thou canst gather,
To pity thee, and not despise thee rather.
Because once Theseus hurry'd me from hence,
And did to me a kind of violence;
Follows it therefore, I am of such price,
That ravish'd once, I should be ravish'd twice?
Was it my fault, because I striv'd in vain,
And wanted strength his fury to restrain ?
He Aatter'd, and spake fair, I struggled still ;
And what he got, was much against my will.