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ELEGIA VIII.* follow,

Esecratur lenam quæ pucllam suim meretricis arte “ lö, a strong man conquer'd this wench,"

instituebat. hollow. Let the sad captive foremost, with locks spread

THERE is,—whoe'er will know a bawd aright, On her white neck, but for hurt cheeks,* be Give ear,—there is an old trot, Dipsas highet led.

Her name comes from the thing: she, being Meeter it were her lips were blue with kissing,

wise, I And on her neck a wanton'st mark not miss. Sees not the Morn on rosy horses rise. ing.

She magic arts and Thessal charms doth koow, But, though I like a swelling flood was driven, And makes large streams back to their fountains And as a prey unto blind anger given,

flow. Was't not enough the fearful wench to chide ? She knows with grass, with threads on wrungs Nor thunder, in rough threatenings, haughty

wheels spun, pride?

And what with mares' rank humour may be Nor shamefully her coat pull o'er her crown,

done. Which to her waist her girdle still kept down? When she will, clouds the darken'd heaven But cruelly, her tresses having rent,

obscure; My nails to scratch her lovely cheeks I bent. When she will, day shines every where most Sighing she stood : her bloodless white looks

pure. shew'd

If I have faith, I saw the stars drop blood; Like marble from the Parian mountains hew'd; The purple moon with sanguine visage stood. Her half-dead joints and trembling limbs I Her I suspect among night's spirits to iy,

And her old body in birds' plumes to lie : Like poplar leaves blown with a stormy flaw, I

Fame saith as I suspect; and in her eyes Or slender ears with gentle Zephyr shaken, Two eye-balls shine, and double light thence Or waters's tops with the warm south-wind

flies. taken;

Great-grandsires from their ancient graves she And down her cheeks the trickling tears did

chides, flow,

And with long charms the solid earth divides. Like water gushing from consuming snow.

She draws chaste women to incontinence, Then first I did perceive I had offended;

Nor doth her tongue want barmful eloquence. My blood the tears were that from her de. By chance I heard her talk; these words she scended.

said, Before her feet thrice prostrate down I fell; While closely hid betwixt two doors I laid. My feared hands thrice back she did repel.|| “ Mistress, thou know'st thou hast a blest youth But doubt thou notu (revenge doth grief pleas'd : appease)

He stay'd, and on thy looks his gazes seiz'd. With thy sharp nails upon my face to seize; And why shouldst not please ? none thy face Bescratch mine eyes; spare not my locks to


Ay me, thy body hath no worthy weeds ! Anger will help thy hands, though ne'er so As thou art fair, would thou wert fortunate ! weak;

Wert thou rich, poor || should not be my state. And, lest the sad signs of my crime remain, Th' opposed star of Mars bath done thee harm : Put in their place thy kembèd ** hairs again. Now Mars is gone, Venus thy side doth warm,

And brings good fortune ; a rich lover plants

His love on thee, and can supply thy wants. * but for hurt checks] "Si sinerent læse, candida tota, gene."

wanton's] So ed. B.-Ed. C "wanton.","blandi * Elegia VIII) Not in ed. A. dontis."

hight] i. e. called. #flaw) i. e gust.

rise) A strange translation of "sobria." $ waters'] So ed. B.-Ed. C water."

$ wrung] "torto concita rhombo licia." -Old eds. 11 repel) So ed. B.-Ed. C "expell."

“wrong" (and so perhaps our author may have spelt not) So ed. B.-Ed. C"art.”

the word here). ** kembed) i.e. combed,-arranged.--Here the old eds. Il poor) Used here as a disyllable. If not, perhaps the have “keembed"; but afterwards "kembed."

author wrote "estate" at the end of the line.


Such is his form as may with thine compare : Make a small price, while thou thy nets dost lay, Would he not buy thee,* thou for him shouldst Lest they should ly; being ta'en, the tyrant care."

play. She blush'd.—“Red shame becomes white cheeks: Dissemble so, as lov'd he may be thought, but this,

And take heed lest he gets that love for nought. If feigu'd, doth well; if true, it doth amiss. Deng him oft : feign now thy head doth ache; When on thy lap thine eyes thou dost deject, And Isis now will shew what 'scuse to make. Each one according to his gifts respect.

Receive him soon, lest patient use he gain, * Perhaps the Sabines rude, when Tatius reign'd, Or lest his love, oft beaten back, should wane. To yield their love to more than one disdain'd. To beggars shut, to bringers ope thy + gate; Now Mars doth rage abroad without all pity, Let him within hear barr'd-out lovers prate. And Venus rules in her Æneas' city :

And, as first wrong'd, the wrongèd sometimes Fair women play: t she's chasto whom none will

banish; have,

Thy fault, with his fault so repuls’d, will vanish. Or, but for bashfulness, herself would crave. But never give a spacious time to ire; Shake off these wrinkles that thy front assault; Anger delay'd doth oft to hate retire. Wrinkles in beauty is a grievous fault.

And let thine eyes constrained learn to weep, Penelope in bows her youths' strength tried; That this or that man I may thy cheeks moist Of horn the bow was that approv'd: their side.

keep. Time flying slides hence closely, § and deceives Nor, if thou cozenost one, dread to forswear; us,

Venus to mock'd men lends a senseless ear. And with swift horses || the swift year soon Servants fit for thy purpose thou must hire, leaves us.

To teach thy lover what thy thoughts desire. Brass shines with use; good garments would be

Let them ask somewhat: many asking little, worn ;

Within a while great heaps grow of a tit:le. Houses, not dwelt in, are with filth forlorn. And sister, $ nurse, and mother spare him not: Beauty, not exercis'd, with age is spent;

By many hands great wealth is quickly got. Nor one or two men are sufficient.

When causes fail thee to require a gift, Many to rob is more sure, and less bateful ; By keeping of thy birth make but a shift. From dog-kept flocks come preys to wolves most

Beware lest he, unrivall’d, loves secure : grateful.

Take strife


love doth not well endure. Behold, what gives the poet but new verses ? On all the bed men's tumbling let him view, || And thereof many thousaud he rehearses. And thy neck with lascivious marks made blue. The poet's god, array'd in robes of gold,

Chiefly shew him the gifts which others send : Of his gilt harp the well-tun'd strings doth hold. If he gives nothing, let him from thee wend. Let Homer yield to such as presents bring:

When thou hast so much as he gives no more, Trust me, to give, it is a witty thing. I

Pray him to lend what thou mayat ne'er restore. Nor, so thou mayst obtain a wealthy prize, Let thy tongue flatter, while thy mind harm The vain name ** of inferior slaves despise.

works : Nor let the arms of ancient linestt beguile thee: Under sweet honey deadly poison lurks. Poor lover, with thy grandsires I exile thee.

If this thou dost, 1 to me by long uso known, Who seeks, for being fair, a night to have, (Nor let my words be with the winds hence What he will give, with greater instance crave.


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Would he not buy thee, &c.] “Si te non emtam vellet, emendus erat."

+ play] Our author's copy of Ovid had Ludunt" instead of "Ludite."

I ap, rov'd) i. e. proved. Qui latus argueret, corneus arcus erat."

$ closely] “occulte"

ll And with swirl horses, &c. J Our poet's copy of Ovid had Et celer admissis labitur annus equis."

it is a witty thing) "res est ingeniosa." * name) Our poet's copy of Ovid had “nomen instead of "crimen."

t lines) Old ods. "liues.'

* lest patient use he gain) "ut nullum patiendi colligat usum.

thy) So ed. B.-Ed. C "the." : That this or that man) Our author read “Ut . . . ille vel ille."

$ And sister, &c.] i. e. And let sister, &c.

1 On all the bed men's tumbling let him view] Old eds. " On all the beds men,


-"Ille viri toto videat ves. tigia lecto."

lf this thou dost, &c.] “ Hæc si præstiteris, usu mihi coguita longo."

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Oft thou wilt say, 'Live well;'* thou wilt pray The keepers' hands and corps-du-gard to pass, oft,

The soldier's and poor lover's work e'er was, That my dead bones may in their grave lie soft." Doubtful is war and love: the vanquish'd rise ; As thus she spake, my shadow me betray'd: And who thou never think'st should fall down, With much ado my hands I scarcely stay'd,

lies. But ber blear eyes, bald scalp's thin hoary fleeces, Therefore whoe'er love slothfulness doth call, And rivell’d cheeks, I would have pull'd a-pieces. Let him surcease ;* love tries wit best of all. The gods send thee no house, a poor old age,

Achilles burn'd, Briseis being ta'en away: Perpetual thirst, and winter's lasting rage! Trojans, destroy the Greek wealth, while you

Hector to arms went from his wife's embraces,
And on Andromache his helmet laces.

Great Agamemnon was, men say, amaz'd,

On Priam's loose-tress d daughter when he gaz'd.

Mars in the deed the blacksmith's net did stable; Ad Atticum, amantem non oportere desidiosum esso,

In heaven was never more notorious fable. sicuti nec militem.

Myself was dull and faint, to sloth inclin'd; ALL lovers war, and Cupid hath his tent:

Pleasure and ease had mollified my mind. Attic, all lovers are to war far sent.

A fair maid's care expelld this sluggishness, What age fits Mars, with Venus doth agree: And to her tents will'd me myself address. 'Tis shame for eld I in war or love to be.

Since mayst thou see me watch, and night-wars
What years in soldiers captains do require,
Those in their lovers pretty maids desire. He that will not grow slothful, let him love.
Both of them watch: each on the hard earth

His mistress' doors this, that his captain's keeps.
Soldiers must travel far: the wench forth send, s
Her valiant lover follows without end.

Mounts, and rain-doubled floods he passeth over,

Ad puellam, ne pro amore præmia poscat. And treads the deserts snowy heaps do || cover. Going to sea, east winds he doth not chide, Such as the cause was of two husbands' war, Nor to hoist sail attends fit time and tide.

Whom Trojan ships fetch'd from Europa i far; Who but a soldier or a lover's bold,

Such as was Leda, whom the god deluded, To suffer storm-mix'd snows with night's sharp In snow-white plumes of a false swan included; cold?

Such as Amymone through the dry fields stray'd, One as a spy doth to his enemies go;

When on her head a water-pitcher lay'd ; The other eyes his rival as his foe.

Such wert thou; and I fear'd the bull and eagle, He cities great, this thresholds lies before; And whate'er Love made Jove, should thee inThis breaks town-gates, but he his mistress' door. veigle. Oft to invade the sleeping foe 'tis good,

Now all fear with my mind's hot love abates; And arm'd to shed unarmed people's blood.

No more this beauty mine eyes captivates. So the fierce troops of Thracian Rhesus fell, Ask'st & why I change? because thou crav'st And captive horses bade their lord farewell.

reward ; Sooth, I lovers watch till sleep the husband This cause hath thee from pleasing me debarr'd. charms,

While thou wert plain, I lov'd thy mind and face: Who slumbering, they rise up in swelling arms.

Now inward faults thy outward form disgrace.
Love is a naked boy, bis years saunce ll stain,

And bath no clothes, but open doth rornain. 'Live well"] Our poet's copy of Ovid had "vivas bene." | Blegia IX.] Not in ed. A.

* Let him surcease) "Desinat." I eld] So ed. B.-Ed. C “old."

Blegia X.] Not in ed. A. § the wench forth send] “mitte puellam."

Europa) Our author's copy of Ovid having had Il do] Old eds. "to."

wrongly " Europa," instead of “Eurota." | Sooth) So ed. B. (Our poet's copy of Ovid had & Ask'st] So ed. B.-Ed. C "Ask't." Nempe maritorum," &c.) Ed. C “Such."

|| saunce) i. o. sans,—without.

Will you for gain have Cupid sell himself? Let poor men shew their service, faith, and care : He hath no bosom, where to bide base pelf. All for their mistress, what they have, prepare. Love * and Love's son are with fierce arms at + | In verse to praise kind wenches, 'tis my part, odds;

And whom I like eternize by wine * art.
To serve for pay beseems not wanton gods. Garments do wear, jewels and gold do wast: +
The whore stands to be bought for each man's The fame that verse gives doth for over last.

To give I love, but to be ask'd disdain :
And seeks vile † wealth by selling of her coney. Leave asking, and I'll give what I refrain.
Yet greedy bawd's command she curseth still,
And doth, constrain'd, what you do of good will.
Take from irrational beasts a precedent:
'Tis shame their wits should be more excellent.
The mare asks not the horse, the cow the bull,
Nor the mild ewe gifts from the rain doth pull.

Ouly a woman gets spoils from a man,

Napon alloquitur, ut paratas tabellas ad Corindam Farms out herself on nights for wbat she can;

perferat. And lets & what both delight, what both desire, Making her jog according to her bire.

In skilful gathering ruffled hairs in order, The sport being such, as both alike sweet try it, Napè, free-born, whose cunning hath no bordor, Why should one sell it, and the other buy it?

Thy service for night's scapes is known commoWhy should I lose, and thou gain, by the pleasure

dious, Which man and woman reap in equal measure ?

And to give signs dull wit to thee is odious. Knights of the post || of perjuries make sale,

Corinna clips & me oft by thy persuasion : The unjust judge for bribes becomes a stale.

Never to harm me made thy faith evasion. 'Tis shame sold tongues the guilty should defend,

Receive these lines; them to my mistress carry; Or great wealth from a judgment-seat ascend.

Be sedulous; let no stay cause thee tarry. 'Tis shame to grow rich by bed-merchandize, I

Nor Aint nor iron are in thy soft breast, Or prostitute thy beauty for bad price.

But || pure simplicity in thee dotb rest. Thanks worthily are due for things unbought;

And 'tis suppos'd Love's bow hath wounded theo: For beds ill-hir'd we are indebted noughto

Defend the ensigns of thy war in me. The birer payeth all; his rent discharg'd,

If what I do, she asks, say “Hope for night;" From further duty he rests then enlarg'd.

The rest my hand doth in my letters write. Fair dames, forbear rewards for nights to crave :

Time passeth while I speak : give her my writ; IIi-gotten goods good end will never bave. But see that forth with she peruseth it. The Sabine gauntlets were too dearly won,

I charge thee, mark her eyes and front in reading: That unto death did press the holy nun.

By speechless looks we guess at things succeeding. The son slew her that forth to meet him went,

Straight being read, will her to write much back: And a rich necklace caus'd that punishment.

I hate fair paper should writ matter lack. Yet think no scorn to ask a wealthy churl;

Let her make verses, and some blotted letter He wants no gifts ** into thy lap to hurl. On the last edge to stay mine eyes the better. Take cluster'd grapes from an o'erladen vino;

What need she tire ** her hand to hold the quill? May Ht bounteous love Alcinous' fruit resign.

Let this word, Come," alone the tables fill.
Then with triumphant laurel will I grace them,
And in the midst of Venus' temple place them,

Subscribing, that to her I consecrate • Love) i. e. Venus.

My faithful tables, being vile maple lato.
at Old eds. "to."
I vile) Old eds. "vild." See note II. p. 68.
Glets) i. e. lets out for money.

lll Knights of the post, &c.] “Non bone conducti venduut penjuria tostes."

• mine] So ed. B.-Ed. C “my." 1 bed merchandise) So ed B.-EdC "bad merchandise." wast) i. e. waste,-for the rhymo.

** He wants no girls, &c.] " Murera poscenti quod dare Blgia XI.) Not in ed. A. possit, habet."

$ clips) i. e. embraces. #1 May, &c. ) Old eds. "Many." &c._" Præbeat Alcinoi But) Our poet's copy of Ovid bad "Scd ubi," &c. poma benignus ager But Marlowe seems to have read I will] i. e. bid. benignus amor.

** tire) Old ods."


Now in her tender arms I sweetly bide;

If ever, now well lies she by my side. Tabellas quas miserat execratur quod amica noctem The air is cold, and sleep is sweetest now, negabat.

And birds send forth shrill notes from every Bewall my chance: the sad book is return'd;

bough. This day denial hath my sport adjourn'd. Whither runn'st thou, that men and women love Presages are not vain : when she departed,

not? Nape, by stumbling on the threshold, started. Hold in thy rosy horses, that they move not. Going out again, pass forth the door more wisely, Ere thou rise, stars teach seamen where to sail ; And somewhat higher bear thy foot precisely. But when thou com’st, they of their courses Hence, luckless tables ! funeral wood, be flying !

fail. And thou, the wax, stuff'd full with notes denying! Poor travellers, though tir’d, rise at thy sight, Whieh I think gather'd from cold hemlock's And soldiers + make them ready to the fight. flower,

The painful hind by thee to field is sent; Wherein bad honey Corsic bees did pour: Slow oxen early in the yoke are pent. Yet, as if mix'd with red lead, thou wert ruddy; Thou cozen'st boys of sleep, and dost betray That colour rightly did appear so bloody.

them As evil wood, thrown in the highways, lie, To pedants that with cruel lashes pay them. Be broke with wheels of chariots passing by! Thou mak'st the surety to the lawyer run, And him that hew'd you out for needful uses, That with one word bath nigb himself undone. I'll prove had hands impure with all abuses. The lawyer and the client hate I thy view, Poor wretches on the tree themselves did strangle; Both whom thou raisest up to toil anew. There sat the hangman for men's necks to angle; By thy means women of their rest are barr'd ; To hoarse screech-owls foul shadows it allows; Thou sett'st § their labouring hands to spin and Vultures and Furies + nestled in the boughs.

card. To these my love I foolishly committed,

All || could I bear: but that the wench should rise, And then I with sweet words to my mistress Who can endure, save him with whom noue fitted.

lies? More fitly had they s wrangling bonds contain'd, How oft wish'd I night would not give thee place, From barbarous lips of some attorney strain'd. Nor morning stars shun thy uprising face ! Among day-books and bills they had lain better, How oft that either wind would break thy coach, In which the merchant wails his bankrupt debtor. Or steeds might fall, forc'd with thick clouds Your name approves || you made for such-like approach ! things :

Whither go'st thou, hateful nymph? Memnon The number two no good divining brings.

the elf Angry, I pray that rotten age you wracks, Receiv'd his coal-black colour from thyself. And sluttish white-mould overgrow the wax! Say that thy love with Cephalus were not known,

Then thiukest thou thy loose life is not shown !
Would Tithon might but talk of thee a while !

Not one in heaven should be more base and vile.

Thou leav'st his bed, because he's faint through Ad Auroram, ne properet.


And early mount'st thy hateful carriage : Now, o'er the sea, from her old love comes she But, held'st I thou in thine arms some Cephalus, That draws the day from heaven's cold axle-tree. Then wouldst thou cry, “Stay, night, and run Aurora, whither slid'st thou? down again !

not thus !" And birds for** Memnon yearly shall be slain.

Blegia XII.) Not in ed. A.
| Furies) Not answering to "strigis" of the original.

I tho) So, the original convinces me, our author wrote; not “them," as I at first supposed.

& they) Old eds. “thy."
Il approves) i. e. proves.
I o'er] So eds. B, C.-Ed. A “on."
* for Old eds. "from."

*courses) So eds. B, C.-Ed. A "course.

† And soldiers, &c.) So eds. B, C.-E. A omits this line.

client hate) so ods. B, C.-Eds. Å "client both do Aede." § 8rtt'st So eds. B, C.-Ed. A "seest." || All So eds. B, C.-Ed. A " Tbis. "_"Omnia."

hel-I'xt] Su eds. B, C.-Ed. A "badst."

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