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"On! what hath caus'd my killing miseries?" 115
Eyes," Echo faid. “What has detain'd my case?" Eafe," straight the reasonable nymph replies ; "That nothing can my troubled mind appease." "Peace," Echo answers. "What, is any nigh?" Philetus faid; fhe quickly utters, 66 Ayc."
"Is't Echo anfwers? tell me then thy will:"
Aye." ." "Shall not I, who toil in ceafeless pain, 125 “Some pleasure know ?” “No,” she returns again' XXII.
"Falfe and inconstant Nymph! thou ly'st," said he, "Thou ly'ft," she said:" and I deferv'd her hate, "If I fhould thee believe." 66
Believe," faid fhe. "For why? thy words are of no weight."
"Weight," she answers. "Therefore I'll depart." To which refounding Echo anfwers, "Part."
Then from the woods with wounded heart he goes,
No morning banish'd darkness, nor black Night,
At Cupid's altars did not weep and pray ;
But now, at last, the pitying god, o'ercome
A fuppliant to Love, that with like dart
He'd wound Philetus; does with tears implore
Aid from that pow'r she so much scorn'd before. 150 XXVI.
Little fhe thinks she kept Philetus' heart
In her fcorch'd breast, because her own she gave
And a like measure in their torments have,
His foul, his griefs, his fires, now her's are grown ; Her heart, her mind, her love, is his alone.
Whilft thoughts 'gainst thoughts rife up in mutiny,
She took a lute (being far from any ears)
And tun'd her fong, posing that harmony
Her hair was brighter than the beams which are
It did tranfcend Arabian odours får,
Or smelling flow'rs, wherewith the Spring does greet Approaching Summer; teeth like falling fnow
For white, were placed in a double row.
Her wit excelling praise, ev'n all admire;
A cause to raise the mighty Pallas' ire,
The maiden-lilies at her fight
Wax'd pale with envy,and from thence grew white. 30
She was in birth and parentage as high,
As in her fortune great or beauty rare,
A fcornful boy, Adonis, viewing her,
The glorious beams of her fair eyes did move heir way to love.
Among her many fuitors a young knight,
With that blefs'd object, or her rareness see;
Oft-times, that he might fee his dearest fair,
Soon as the Morning left her rofy bed,
55 And all heav'n's smaller lights were driv'n away, She, by her friends and near acquaintance led, Like other maids, would walk at break of day: Aurora blush'd to see a sight unknown,
To behold cheeks more beauteous than her own. 60
Th' obfequious lover follows ftill her train,
Philetus he was call'd, sprung from a race
But blinded Love could no fuch diff'rence fee.
Yet he by chance had hit this heart aright,
Unto Love's altar therefore he repairs,
And offers up a pleasing sacrifice,
Entreating Cupid, with inducing pray’rs,
Where having pray'd, recovʼring breath again,
"Oh! mighty Cupid! whose unbounded sway "Hath often rul'd th' Olympian Thunderer, "Whom all celeftial deities obey,
"Whom men and gods both reverence and fear! "Oh! force Conftantia's heart to yield to love; "Of all thy works the masterpiece 'twill prove. 90