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A HYMNE TO VENVS.

Was Otreus (If euer his high fame
Thine eares haue witnest) for he gouernd all
The Phrygian State: whose euery Towne, a wall
Impregnable embrac't. Your tongue, (you heare)
I speake so well, that in my naturall spheare
(As I pretend) It must haue taken prime.
A woman likewise, of the Troian clime
Tooke of me, in her house, the Nurses care
From my deare Mothers Bosome; and thus are
My words of equall accent, with your owne.
How, here, I come; (to make the reason knowne)
Argicides, that beares the Golden Rod
Transferd me forciblie from my Abod
Made with the Maiden Traine, of her that ioies
In Golden shafts; and loues so well the noise
Of Hounds, & Hunters (Heauens pure-liuing powre)
Where many a Nymph, and maid of mighty Dowre,
Chast sports emploid All circkl'd with a Crowne
Of infinite Multitude, to see so showne
Our maiden Pastimes. Yet from all the Fayre
Of this so forcefull concourse; vp in Ayre
The Golden-Rodd-sustaining-Argus Guide,
Rapt me in sight of all; and made me ride
Along the Clouds with him; enforcing me
Through many a labour of Mortalitie:
Through many an vnbuilt Region; and a rude,
Where sauage Beasts, deuour'd Preys warme, and crude;
And would not let my feares, take one foots tred

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