THE THREE BOOKS OF Publius Ovid Naso, DE Arte Amandi. Translated, with Historical, Poetical, and Topographical Annotations.  
By Francis Wolferston, of the Inner-Temple, Gent.  Et prodesse volet, & delectare. 
LONDON, Printed for Joseph Cranford, at the Castle and Lion in St. Paul's Churchyard. 1661.   

TO THE Valiant and truly Noble Major-General Randolphus Egerton, Lieutenant to His Majesty's Lifeguard.  
SIR,  
HAd my Endeavours born a Symmetry to my desires, this which casts itself at your feet, had been worth your eye; but such is my misfortune, that what I designed to be responsible for the interest of that service I am bound to pay you, being privileged with your protection, renders me much more a debtor to you, and Meanders me into such a labyrinth of Obligations, that they only leave me capable to evince to the world how great my gratitude would appear, were your merit less. (Generous Sir) having afforded me your protection, I shall boast a fame next to that of your Loyalty, which is so well known, and in the most dangerous attempts hath been proportioned with a courage no less true than the oppugners designs were traitorous. Your Sovereign hath acknowledged, and your Country oweth you for actions beyond the amplest Characters of Art to express. Take this (Sir) as the preface to that respect I own you, and grace the front of my labours with your acceptance, an honour that transcends my desert, and shall ever be acknowledged Superlative by  
Sir, Your obedient servant, FR. WOLFERSTON.   

TO The Entertaining Reader.  
HAving lately fabricated some Poems o, my own, I feared it might argue too great a presumption for me, altogether a stranger to the Pross, at first to publish things that had never swallowed the pills of censure; which timidity, (generous Reader) was the first Motive to this Translation, and induced me to present you with a Roman Muse, yet habited i an English dress, which, if (out of your accustomed civility to strangers) you shall please to grace with a candid reception, I shall labour to gratify with an English Thalia: And though it is as far from my expectation, as ambition to please all (for I know there are such as would reject Apollo himself, should be happen into their profane hands; whose Eulogies and detractions are, in the opinion of judicious persons, equally prejudicial to any that merit an Iô Paean) yet I hope to meet with some both learned and ingenuous, that will at least allow my pains in a succinct Transtation; which (to escape the Charybdis of over curious and critical censures) I have rendered throughout l●ne for line. If I have any where mistaken the Author, I doubt not but you will favourably acquit or correct it, when you shall know I have had nothing more, to instruct me in his meaning, than his own words: Notwithstanding which, I hope you will find I have forced no construction dis-intelligible to the Latin. And although this Poem of Ovid's is by some (mistaking it for his Amorum) accused of too much levity and wantonness, I have englished it in so modest a sense, that (if their judgement be responsible to my expectation) it will be inoffensive to the chastest ear. For the Annotations, they are such as I thought convenient, for the amplifiing the Readers intelligence, to introduce to each book, which to some perhaps may seem too large, to others not large enough; either of which I might have humoured, but that I was confident the ingenious would be better satisfied with mediocrity, to whose auspicious and favourable censures, these first endeavours are humbly presented by  
FRANCIS WOLFERSTON.   

The first Book of Publius Ovid Naso De Arte Amandi:  

The Argument.  
Ovid shows where you may choice Beauties see,  
The Theatre and Forum's places be  
Well stored with all sorts: how you may begin  
To entertain them with discourse, and win  
Yourself acquaintance: in the stories, he,  
Of Byblis, Myrrah, and Pasiphaë,  
Unlawful lust condemns; next a way shows  
To gain access: doth confidence impose.  
Fine Courtship teacheth men, and in the end  
Forbids to trust a Mistress with a friend.   

IF any here be ignorant in Love,  
Let him read these, he shall a Lover prove.  
Swift Ships with flying Sails by Art are led,  
Chariots by Art, by Art Love's governed.  
Well could [1] Automedon in Chariots ride,  
And [2] Typhis the AEmonian ship did guide;  
Venus hath me her Deputy proclaimed:  
Love's Typhis and Automedon I'm named.  
Love raging is, he oft repugneth me,  
But he's a Boy, and must directed be.  
(3) Phillyrides to harp A●hille● taught,  
And furious minds by Art to mildness brought.  
Both friends and foes he terrified, 'tis said,  
That the full-yeard-old-man was much afraid.  
Those hands must Hector feel, which censured fit  
By's Master, be doth to the Rod submit.  
Chiron, Achiller, I love's Master am,  
Both cruel Boys, both from a (4) Goddess came.  
But necks o● S●eers with Plows still loaded are,  
And in their mouths fierce horses bridles wear.  
So I can love incline, my heart though he  
Wound with his bow, and dart his flames at me;  
Though Love torment, on me impression make  
In this a nobler Revenge I'll take.  
Phoebus, I feign not Arts inspited by thee,  
Nor that the Airy Bird premonished me.  
(5) Clio nor Clio's Sisters have I seen  
A keeping Sheep on the Ascrean (6) Green.  
Use causeth this, to a skilled Poet bow,  
Truths sing I: Love grace my beginnings now.  
Be gone ye (7) Vittae badge of modesty,  
And borders which down to the feet do lie.  
Venus' secure, and granted pleasures we  
Sing: in my verses there no fault shall be.  
Thou who a Soldier in this war wouldst prove,  
Must labour first to find out whom to love,  
And next of all the pleasing Girl to gain,  
Last, that her love may 2 long time remain.  
This way, this manner, to our course assign,  
Nor must our Chariot-wheel this Goal decline.  
With out-cast lures, go still about, choose one,  
To whom say thus, Thou pleasest me alone.  
Heaven will not drop one down, then look about  
Until you find a pleasing Beauty out.  
The Huntsman knows well where his toils to lay,  
And in what dale the foaming Boar doth stay.  
Fruit-trees the Fowler knows, Fishers can choose  
The place, to swim where shoals of fishes use.  
So you that would a Lover be, inquire  
To what place most your Mistress doth retire.  
To find her out, I'll not command that thou  
Shouldst travel far, nor the vast Ocean plow.  
(8) Perseus (8) Andromade from (9) India brought.  
A Girl in Grecia, Trojan Paris sought.  
So many beauties (10) Rome affords to thee,  
That in the world there can none greater be.  
As Corn on (11) Ida, Grapes in (12) Lesbos found,  
As Sea's with Fish, as Trees with Birds abound;  
As Heaven of Stars, of Maids so full is Rome,  
Venus appears i'th' City of her (13) Son.  
If that a tender growing age you prise,  
Unstained Virgins are before your eyes.  
If one mature you seek, here thousands are,  
You cannot choose one, than the rest, more fair.  
If a grave Matron do delight you much,  
Here useth oft to be a band of such.  
You may but gently walk in Pompes Grove.  
When Sol doth on the back of (14) Lee move.  
Or, where the Mother did t' her Sons gifts add  
A costly work, th' outside with Marble clad.  
You must not pass by (15) Livies Porch, where are  
Old Stories, which their Author's name do bear.  
Where (16) Belides their Husbands have not spared,  
But barbarously slaughters for them prepared.  
Bewailed (17) Adonis, pass not by, nor that  
Which is to th' man of Juda consecrate.  
Unto the Temple of Nile's (18) heifer go,  
She many makes, 'cause she to Jove was so.  
Who'd think (19) the Forum's should cause love, yet there  
The flames of Venus many times appear.  
Where (20) Appias placed in Venus' Marble fane,  
Yields a soft sound, waters poured down again.  
Oft he that love consults here, love affects,  
Whilst others he cares for, himself neglects.  
Oft in this place the Eloquent are mute,  
New things fall out, they must plead their own suit.  
Venus laughs at that man, who coming too  
Plead for another, for himself must woo.  
Chief the (21) curved Theatres frequent,  
Choice beauty's hither come, will you content,  
Here you shall find what's lovely, what you could  
Sport gladly with, if touch, for ever hold.  
As busy Aunts in Troops march to and fro,  
And mouths full-stored with wont food do go.  
Or as the Bee through groves to pastures hies,  
There from one flower to another flies.  
So thick the Ladies to the Stage repair,  
Ost I have wondered at their numbers fair;  
Hither they come to see, and to be seen,  
Here modesty hath oft neglected been.  
Such plays thou (22) Romnius devisedst, when  
The Sabine women pleased thy widowed men.  
O'er th' Marble Theatre, than no sale did wave,  
Nor could the Tragic Stage red colours have.  
Green leaves, the trees excrescents, than were thrown  
About the Stage, Artless the Scene was known;  
On gradual seats of sods and turfs, made fit  
With leavy boughs, than did the people sit;  
Each man sits round, and doth his Mistress see,  
And in their still breasts many motions be.  
Whilst Thuscus rudely pipes upon his flute,  
Lydius st●mps three times on the ground with's foot:  
I th' midst of all their sport (which Art did want)  
The King as wished signs to his men did grant.  
Shouts show their joy, each man leaps from his place,  
And doth in's eager arms a Maid embrace.  
As fearful Doves do from the Eagle fly,  
Or tender Lambs, when they a Wolf espy;  
So the poor Maids afraid o'th' Soldiers fled,  
A total paleness all their checks o'erspread;  
One fear had all of them, but not one face,  
These tear their hair, and those swound in the place;  
These silent grieve, those mother call in vain,  
This mourns, that's 'maz'd, this runs, that doth remain,  
Thus were the shamefaced Maids ravished and led  
A genial prey unto each Romans bed.  
If one refused, her servant did embrace,  
And her strait on his wanton knees would place,  
Then say, Why weeps my Dear? I'll be no other  
To thee, than was thy Father to thy Mother.  
Romulus to pay thy men, well didst thou know,  
So pay me, and I'll be thy Soldier too.  
From that first time the Stage hath yearly been  
A place for to entrap the fairest in.  
Th' Capacious (23) Circus, of a large extent,  
Where right-bred horses run, you must frequent;  
Point not at all with fingers any way,  
Nor with a nod do you your thoughts betray.  
Accost your Mistress, whilst by none denied,  
And gently join yourself unto her side;  
If she refuse that you should sit so near,  
The custom of the place allows it there;  
Here you must ask (for 'tis the readiest way  
To gain discourse) things in the present play:  
Whose horse is this comes up, and then must you  
Whatever she commends, commend it too.  
Or when a stately show th' contenders raise,  
As you see her, so you must Venus' praise.  
Or if the dust raised high fall on her than  
You with your hand must brush it off again.  
If none light on her, yet brush off that none,  
Action in such a case becometh one.  
If her lose Mantle fall unto the ground,  
To take't up, you must be officious found:  
Whilst you stoop low, observe with nimble eye,  
If that you can a dainty leg espy.  
Take care lest they that sit behind her push,  
Or with their kuees her tender back should crush.  
IT is profitable sleight things please her oft,  
As with your hand to make her cushion soft.  
Some, fanning cool air, do their Mistress move,  
Or with a foot eased give a birth to love.  
The Circus yields such opportunities,  
Or th' Sand which all about the Forum flies.  
Ost amorous youths, that on th' (24) Arena fought,  
Beholding others wounds, worse wounds have caught.  
Or whilst they look for, and a book require,  
And t' have the Victor's prize put down desire,  
Wounded cry out, feeling loves cruel dart,  
And ere they do begin, are struck to th' heart.  
When Caesar from a naval fight did come,  
The Persian and Athenian ships brought home,  
How many foreiners did then appear?  
A world of people in the City were.  
Who at that time could not a Mistress gain,  
How many did on foreign Loves complain?  
Caesar for's conquered Nations doth prepare,  
And ours the (25) utmost bounds o'th' Orient are.  
(26) Crassus rejoice, Parthians our spoils return,  
And Roman Ensigns by the Barbarous born.  
 one though young t'revenge us hath attained  
And conquests, by such years not got, hath gained.  
To count the birthday of the Gods forbear,  
Before that day the Caesar's valiant were.  
Wisdom Divine his youthful years adorn,  
And he to lose through Idleness doth scorn.  
(27) Tyrinthius did, when he was but a Boy,  
Worthy so great a birth, two Snakes destroy.  
Now young man (such thou Bacchus didst appear,  
When conquered India did thy (28) Thyrsis fear)  
Thou at thy Father's years his arms shall wear,  
And every where his prosperous Trophies bear.  
Let thy great narne thus much declare to thee,  
thou'rt chief of th' young men, and of th' old shalt be.  
The young thy Brothers are, revenge their cause  
The old thy Fathers be, protect their Laws.  
Thy (29) Country's Fathers arms for thee prepare:  
The foe thy Father's Kingdoms piecemeal tear;  
Thou pious arms dost bear, so doth not he,  
Justice and Virtue will thy Ensigns be.  
May'st thou in arms the Parthians overcome,  
And add Eöan wealth to Latium.  
Caesar and Mars smile both when he doth go;  
Each of you is a God, and shall be so.  
I prophesy you'll vanquish, and will raise  
In lofty verses a deserving praise.  
Thou with my words thy troops shalt animate,  
Let not thy memory these dissipate.  
Roman pursuits, and Parthian flights I'll sing,  
How th'enemies' their shafts do backward (30) fling.  
The Parthian flying, doth his foe assail,  
And with an Omen so malign prevail.  
The time shall come when thou a Victor known,  
Brave man shalt be by four white horses drawn.  
Before thee Chieftains going, with giveth so chained,  
That liberty by wont flight's not gained.  
Young Men and Maids will come for to behold,  
And that day many will their minds unfold.  
Then if your Mistress ask a Prince's name,  
Or what in's Country is of chiefest fame,  
All things declare, yea though she ask of none:  
And talk of things unheard of, as if known.  
(31) Euphrates this with Reeds edged on each side,  
That (31) Tigris which with bluish streams doth glide  
Call these Armenians, those of Persia:  
Say 'tis a City in Achaemenia;  
These were Commanders, them by right names call  
If that you can, if not, feign names for all:  
Banquets preparatiucs are, and Tables spread,  
But something besides Wine is to be had.  
Oft Bacchus Grapes of all those sweets the best,  
Hath Purple Cupid in his soft hands pressed,  
Until with Wine his spreading wings made wet,  
He sits him down, and sleeps where he is set.  
Anon the wet from's dabbled wings doth shake,  
But cannot love from's heart so easily take.  
Wine doth prepare and heat, our griefs allay,  
Cares in full cups of wine are washed away;  
It laughter brings, and doth the poor man cheer,  
Sorrow expels, and clouded looks doth clear.  
It ofttimes doth our private thoughts declare,  
And by its means with Arts we furnished are,  
Oft-times young men with Love it doth inspire,  
Love joined with Wine, is putting fire to fire.  
Choose not in Wine, neither when it is night,  
That injureth your judgement, this your sight.  
(32) Paris the Goddesses i'th' day did see  
When Venus he the fairest judged to be.  
Night imperfection hides, no faults doth show;  
Makes them that are not fair, seem to be so.  
Rich Gems and Purple in the day peruse,  
By th' light of th' Sun a good complexion choose.  
Why should I mention those that with intent  
To hunt, in numbers do the woods srequent?  
Why any thing of shores should I relate,  
Or baths which do sulphurous smokes create?  
Where some being wounded to the heart thus speak,  
This water's not so good as some would make,  
Lo in the Suburbs Delia's Temple stands,  
And Kingdoms won by sword-supporting bands.  
'Cause she's a Maid, and scorns at Cupid's bow,  
He will his shafts amongst her creatures throw.  
The several places where choice beauties be,  
Hereto hath my Thalia sung to thee.  
That fair one, which thou most dost fancy, now  
T' obtain (the top of Art) I'll teach thee how.  
Whoere you be, your easy minds incline,  
And every one observe my discipline.  
Assume a courage first, think any may  
Be won, and fearless your devices lay.  
First Birds and Locusts shall to sing forbear,  
And the (33) Menalian Hound run from the Hare,  
 Virgins courted will young men deny,  
The most unwilling yield most willingly.  
Stolen pleasures grateful to a young man's fire,  
Ladies as much do privately desire.  
'Tis fit a Lovesick Maid her mind should show,  
Lest he she loves should to another go.  
Heifers do low after a Bull i'th' Mead,  
After ston'd-horses too young Mares have neyed.  
But lust's repressed in us, it rageth not,  
We lawful bounds unto our flames allot.  
Of (34) Byblis, who incestuous love did make,  
And therefore hanged herself, why should I speak?  
Or (35) Myrrah who did for her Father burn,  
How into bark her tender skin did turn?  
Her tears do us perfume, which odours are,  
And Myrrah's name those prccious drops still bear.  
On Ida's leavy plains under the shade,  
A Bull the glory of the herd was laid.  
A hide as white as milk, this beast adorns,  
Except a black spot just betwixt his horns  
(36) Gnossos and Cydon heifers him would gain,  
And gladly on their backs this Bull sustain.  
Lustful (37) Pasiphaë makes him her Mate,  
And therefore doth the lovely heifers hate.  
Known truths I sing, which Crect though used to be,  
Nor all her (38) hundred Cities can deny.  
She with an untaught hand is said to pull  
Green leaves, and mow the Meadows for her Bull.  
Amongst the droves is in the pastures born,  
Her Husband leaves, a Bull doth Minos' horn.  
Pasiphaë why dost go in  that are  
So rich? thy Bull doth not for such things care.  
Why in a glass dost feign the herd to see,  
Or that a hairy skin doth cover thee?  
But yet believe thy glass, for it will show  
No horns, though wished for, on thy forehead grow.  
Doth Minos please? no other take, at least  
Deceive him with a man, not with a beast.  
The Queen, her bed being left, through woods and groves  
Like an enraged Priest of Bacchus roves.  
How hath she frowned, when she did Heifers see,  
And said, why should my Lord so pleased be?  
See how she leaps before him, thinking to  
Please him, imagines he's delighted so.  
Then she commands her from that place be brought,  
To draw the undeserved yoke be taught,  
Or her a Sacrifice o'th' Altar makes,  
And in her hands the harlot's entrails takes.  
How oft she did with such the Gods appease;  
Say thus to th' slain go, you my Bull could please.  
(39) Now Io (40) then Europa would she turn,  
A Heifer that, this on a Bull was born.  
The Bull deceived by her, closed in a frame,  
The Author of a monstrous birth became.  
(41) Had Cressa to Thyestes bed not gone,  
(How hard it is to be content with one)  
Sol i'th' Meridian had not stayed, nor then  
Back to Aurora had returned again.  
King (42) Nisus daughter stole his Purple Hair.  
And now a Birds form is supposed to bear.  
(43) One Scylla, Circe's made, a monster foul,  
Under whose belly furious Seadogs howl.  
(44) Atrides from all dangers saved his life,  
Yet fell, a Victim to his lustful wife.  
(45) The bloody Mother wept not for the breath  
Of her slain Sons, neither Creüsa's death.  
(46) Phoenix Amintor's Son no tears doth spare.  
(47) Hippolytus mad horses piece-meal tear.  
(48) Doting Phineus works his children's ends,  
And the same fate upon himself attends.  
All these sad mischiefs women's lusts have made.  
More raging theyare than ours, and more unstaid.  
Doubt not to gain what beauty ere you choose,  
Mongst many you'll not find one to refuse.  
What they grant or deny, they love to be  
Entreated, let repulse not trouble thee.  
Be not deceived in change most pleasure find,  
And a new Love will alienate your mind.  
The Corn is riper in adjacent fields:  
Your neighbour's Cow a larger Elder yields.  
First let it be your care her Maid to gain,  
For she an easy entrance can obtain.  
Be sure 'tis her that all her secrets knows,  
To whom she doth her private thoughts disclose.  
With gifts and promises corrupt her, she  
Can easily with thy wishes furnish thee.  
she'll choose a time, and so Physicians use,  
When her you love is least apt to refuse.  
she's fittest for such impressions when she smiles,  
So standing Corn thrives best in fatting soils;  
When mirth she entertains, no griefs molest,  
Venus is soonest admitted to her breast.  
(49) Ilium when sad, with arms defended sits,  
When glad, the foe containing horse admits.  
Try when some foe hath crossed her, for than she  
T'revenge herself on him, will pleasure thee.  
The Maid employed in dressing of her head,  
May move this, and to you assistance add.  
With a low murmuring noise, thus whisper, sure  
You cannot his unworthy change endure;  
Then sh●e may name you, urge your praises high,  
Swear, for her love you are resolved to die;  
Make haste then and go to her, lest she may  
Be angry and grow cold, through your delay.  
I●●ou should think the best way's to begin  
And kiss her Maid, much danger is therein.  
The Maid is coming, but the Mistress coy,  
That would have what this only should enjoy.  
'Tis hazardous, though sweet, hard to refrain,  
Yet my advice is, that you should abstain.  
Headlong o'er Precipeeces I'll not tread,  
Nor following me, shall young men be misled,  
Receiving Letters by her, though you find  
Some pretty postures pleasing to your mind,  
Yet th' Mistress then she's yours, to Venus see  
That your first offering no Handmaid be.  
This I advise, if you will credit Art,  
Let not my words like hollow winds departed.  
Never attempt, or else a conquest make,  
Y'are safe, if ever she your crimes partake.  
Neither can Birds from their limned feathers fly,  
Nor can the Boar the Windowy Net untie.  
The Fish is easily caught, when struck by Art,  
Do not unsatisfied from her depart.  
The fault being mutual, she will not accuse,  
Or to declare her Mistress mind refuse.  
If you keep Counsel, do her not discover,  
she'll be to you a mind-informing Lover.  
he's out that thinks he may at pleasure blow,  
Or Pilots any time for Sea allow.  
Always the Husbandman doth not prevail,  
Neither do ships in every season sail.  
Always to be a courtings not secure,  
You only at convenient times must woo her;  
If it her birthday be, or when the Queen  
Of Love, with Mars is in conjunction seen;  
Or when sh'has on a cloth of Silver-gown,  
And in the Circus a rich prize put down,  
Desist: when winter comes, and (50) Pleiade●▪  
For that the (51) Goat is swallowed in the 〈◊〉,  
'Tis best leave off: then they which trust the deep,  
Scarce any part of their torn sails can keep.  
Begin such time as (52) Allia before  
Began t' look red, and blush with Roman gore.  
Or on that (53) Feast begin to court again  
Which the (54) man of Palestina did ordain.  
Be sure her birthday solemnly be spent,  
You something, though close-fisted, must present.  
Ladies do many pretty motions make,  
And any thing that is that servants take.  
The M●lliner first will to your Mistress go,  
You standing by, to her his wares will show;  
she'll your opinion ask, and something try,  
Then with a kiss entice you for to buy.  
she'll say her use it a long time may fit,  
'Tis very cheap, and she hath need of it;  
Then if you say you can't so much expend,  
Shee'● bid you write for it unto some friend.  
Give her upon her birthday what you will,  
When ere she wants, that is her birthday still;  
Or from her ear a Jewels dropped she'll feign,  
And then you must buy one for her again.  
she'll borrow many things, yet none restore,  
Nor shall your loss of them gain favour more.  
Ten mouths, as many tongues too little are  
For me the Arts of Harlots to declare.  
First let a Letter sealed an entrance find,  
Let your wax bear the impress of your mind:  
And let your Letter love expressions bear,  
To which you must add an imploring prayer.  
At th' (55) Kings request Achilles did refend  
Hector: and Heaven will to prayers bend.  
Promises hurt not you, then promise much,  
IT makes those that are not rich, seem to be such.  
Your Letter wins her, if she credit it,  
Hope's a false Goddess, yet for you most fit.  
Give her not much, for fear that you should part▪  
She only gains then, thou the loser art.  
Be always giving, yet let nothing go,  
Swains are with barren soil deluded so:  
The ground will get, and he besows in vain,  
Until that l●ss his greedy hands detain.  
Her favour you may without gifts procure,  
If she love gratis, it will longest endure.  
With handsome lines you must prepare her mind,  
First try if those will entertainment find.  
A Letter won Cydippe, which was brought,  
And the poor Maid was with her own words caught.  
I'd have young men the liberal Arts to gain,  
They better may a Clients cause maintain.  
The Maids in is favour pleasing looks will send,  
Whom the grave Judge and Senate do commend.  
To get applause, in learning strive t'excel:  
Let not your lips on tedious stories dwell.  
Who to his Mistress useth to declaim?  
Lady's will ofttimes long Epistles blame.  
Yet smooth and taking words, a handsome stile,  
That she may at your pleasing language smile.  
Doth she your Letter back unread resend,  
Proceed and hope she'll read it in the end.  
In time the sullen Steer will draw the Blow:  
The reigns in time the stubborn horse will bow:  
The Iron Clivies daily use will fret,  
And th' passive earth the crooked share doth whet;  
The softest drops by constant falling on,  
Will make impression on the hardest stone.  
Persist, were she Penelope, you'd gain,  
(57) Pergamus late, but yet at last was ta'en.  
Urge her not back again to write a line;  
'Tis grace enough if she but look on thine.  
If once she read, she will write back, but these  
Great favours she bestoweth by degrees.  
Perhaps her first Letter no pleasure brings,  
Bids you not trouble her with such fond things;  
But yet she prays that you may fixed remain;  
Pursue, and fear not but you will obtain.  
If you your Mistress on her bed espy,  
Thrown on her back, accost her privately,  
Be sure that none o'erhear, lest they defame,  
And add a scandal to your Mistress name.  
If in the porch you chance to spy her stay,  
Walk at a distance till she go away.  
Sometimes before, sometimes behind her go,  
Now you may walk apace, and then walk slow;  
When you shall overtake her, do ned diffide,  
But go as close as may be to her side;  
If she to th' Curved Theatre be gone,  
There follow her, observe what she hath on;  
There you may boldly look on her attire,  
Commend her eyes, and every part admire;  
Applaud the fool that to a Wench doth start,  
And favour him that acts a Lover's part;  
When she stands, stand, when she sits, do not stir  
And gladly spend the time in serving her;  
Do not use instruments to curl your hair,  
Neither your legs with the rough Pumice wear.  
Those things provide, (58) which Cybil did devise  
Lamented, Sung to in the Phrygian guise:  
Neglected Modes become best, Theseus brought  
Away Minois not by Courtiers taught.  
Phaedra, Hippolytus, though rude, loved well:  
Adonis, Venus' care, i'th' woods did dwell.  
Neatness delights, the fields will tan too much,  
Be sure your  be handsome, without smutch;  
Keep your tongue smooth, and let your teeth be fair,  
Nor on your feet shoes that are too big wear;  
And than your hair in order neatly put,  
Let your beard by a skilful hand be cut;  
Look that your nails be clean, and keep them low,  
Nor let your hairs within your nostrils grow;  
Your breath if it corrupted be, presume,  
Let not a Goatish lust your nose consume.  
Leave such like things for shameless Maids to use,  
And men that basely their own fex abuse.  
(59) Liber styles me his Poet, he doth aid  
Lovers, and flames within himself hath made.  
(60) Poor Ariadne on the shore complains  
of Dia, which the watery Sea contains.  
Starting from sleep, bare-leged, unlaced her ,  
She with neglected golden tresses goes.  
She cruel Theseus calls, him oft repeats,  
Whilst a fierce storm her tender body beats;  
She weeps and sighs, but yet she's handsome still,  
Nor do incessant tears make her look ill.  
Now striking on her tender breast, quoth she,  
False man, he's gone, what will becomeof me?  
When towards the shore she hears a Cymbal, and  
A Timbrel struck by a commanding hand;  
Amazed she falls, is of all sense bereavest,  
No blood is in her liveless body left.  
Lo (61) Mimalonides with carelss hair,  
And Satyrs do before a God appear.  
Lo (62) old Silenus drunk, upon his Ass,  
Scarce sits, yet holding by the mane, doth pass.  
And whilst he follows flying Maenads,  
He on his dull beast with a cudgel lays;  
And tumbling down, beating his ears he lies,  
Whilst the young Satyrs cry, Rise Father, rise.  
Next (63) comes the God himself up, who was born  
By Tigers, in a Grape-carved Chariot drawn.  
Speech, colour, Theseus left the heartless Maid,  
Thrice she'd a fled, thrice by her fear was stayed,  
As a strong wind the weakest stem doth stir,  
Or Reeds in madid fens, so fear shakes her.  
To whom the God: Lo here's one that will be  
More 〈◊〉, fear not, thou shalt marry me.  
In Heaven I will seat thee 'mongst the Stars,  
Th●● Maid of Cree●, shalt guide the Mariners.  
Thus said: lest that his beasts should her molest,  
The God leaps down, his feet the sand compressed;  
Then her, unable to resist, doth bring  
Folded in's arms, Gods may do any thing.  
Some Hymen sing, (64) others Evohe said,  
So th' God and's Bride join issue in their bed.  
When you to Bacchus' plenteous pots shall come,  
Having a Lady in your bed at home,  
(65) Nyctelius your Father beg to lend  
His aid, that Wine may not your head offend.  
You in a latent way may speak things so,  
That she, 'tis only her you mean, may know.  
Let sweet discourse wait on your Wine, that she  
May Mistress of your Table choose to bec;  
And that your flame may be acknowledged, you  
Must teach your looks as well as lips to woo.  
First take the Cup, and kiss the very place,  
Which with her lips she did in drinking grace;  
The meat her fair hand carves desire, and  
As you receive it, gently touch her hand.  
Let your care be to please her Father, such  
A friend will properate your business much;  
When you drink, first to him your cup direct,  
In keeping your head bore show him respect;  
Whether he be your equal, or below,  
Yet still a like respect unto him show.  
Through friendship to deceive is safest of all,  
Yet he that so deceives is criminal.  
Many will too much liquor quaff, and think  
Others, 'cause they have doneed, must as much drink●  
Observe to keep a mean in drinking so,  
Your tongue and feet their office best will know;  
Chief beware of quarrelling in Wine,  
For then your hands too much to blows incline.  
Through too much Wine Eurition fell to th'earth:  
Wine and a Banquet are most fit for mirth;  
Have you a voice, then sing, if nimble, dance;  
What pleasing part soe'er you have, advance.  
Really drunk doth hurt, but so to feign,  
I think is good, if you cannot speak plain,  
Then if you speak, or do what is unfit,  
The Wine is judged to be the cause of it.  
Say th'man she'll sleep by shall most happy be  
But pray not for him if she means not thee.  
When Dinner's ended, and the Table's gone,  
An opportunity waits you upon.  
Step through the throng, your Mistress come close to  
And foot by foot with her from th'Table go.  
Now is the time to speak, than fears prevent  
Venus and Fortune aid the confident.  
Our Art can't Eloquence on you bestow,  
Only endeavoured, and you shall be so.  
You love must act, you feeling wounds must feign,  
By all means try a promise to obtain.  
Think no pains great, and say all lovely are,  
Though ne'er so foul, some do esteem them fair.  
Oft a dissembler I have seen in love,  
What first he feigned, at length did real prove.  
Then Ladies use men kindly in the end,  
Their love proves true, which they at first pretend▪  
With praises you may captivate her mind,  
So banks are with soft water undermined.  
Her face admire, her lovely hair commend,  
Her little slender foot, her dainty hand.  
The chastest Maids with praise delighted are,  
A Virgin's beauty is her love and care.  
Th' two Goddesses on Ida won't appear,  
Because they were not judged the fairest there.  
(66) Juno's bird if commended spreads his train,  
Silent look on him, and he'll clozeed again.  
Race-horses for to have their manes lie strait,  
And to be clapped upon their necks delight.  
Fear not to promise, promises will move,  
And call the Gods as witness to your love.  
Jove from above laughs at Love's perjuries,  
Bidding Aeolus blow away such toys;  
For he himself did falsely use to swear  
By Styx to Juno, his examples are.  
'Tis fit there should be Gods, that we should know,  
And unto them accustomed honours do.  
To careless sleep themselves they do not give:  
The Godhead sees thee, therefore harmless live.  
Restore what th●u hast borrowed, none delude,  
Nor have thy hands in humane blood imbrued.  
Falsehood to Maids only unpunished goes,  
Faith's least ashamed to be broke with those.  
Cheat those deceivers most of falsehood made,  
They oft fall into th'nets themselves have laid.  
Egypt is said nine years t' have wanted Rain,  
And so long under parching drought had lain.  
When Thrasius to Busiris coming, said,  
Jove's wrath must be with stranger's blood allayed:  
To whom Busiris: then shalt thou be slain  
A Sacrifice to Jove for Egypt's Rain.  
Perillus in a red-hot Bull was laid,  
Which he a torment had for others made;  
Both these were just, let death-inventers die,  
And first those torments made for others, try.  
So let perfidiousness falseness prevent,  
And women wronged, as they wrong us, lament.  
Tears drop, for those a stony-heart will move,  
By madid eyes let her perceive your love.  
If tears (for at all times men cannot cry)  
You want, with a wet finger rub your eye.  
Wise men mix kisses with the words they speak,  
If they'll not give, such things ungiven take.  
But she'll perhaps refuse, an anger feign,  
Yet wishes her resistance be in vain.  
Take heed that when upon her lips you seize,  
To press them not too hard, lest it displease.  
Who gains a kiss, and other sweets gets nor,  
Deserves to lose that kiss which he hath got.  
If after kisses pleasures wanting were,  
It was thy clownishness, not bashful fear;  
Forcing they term it, yet that force is sweet,  
With it, against their wills, they gladly meet;  
She that's of Venus will no rape forsake,  
But let her wantonness full pleasure take;  
And she that may, yet doth untouched depart,  
Though she seem glad, at it is sad at heart.  
Both (67) Phoebe and her sister ravished were,  
Yet they were grateful to their ravisher.  
Here is a story that deserves my pen,  
How the (68) Aemonian did the Scyrian win,  
When Venus worthy such a prize to have,  
On Ida, her unlucky (69) promise gave,  
Which now a daughter doth to Priam fly,  
And is received with welcomes into Troy.  
All, to revenge the injured husband, swear  
And each a part do in his sufferings bear.  
Achilles at his Mother's base request,  
Conceals his Sex, in women's  is dressed.  
What dost Aeacides? done't wool desire,  
Titles of honour otherways acquire.  
Why doth thy target-arm those baskets wear?  
Why yarn, i'th' hand must Hector kill, dost bear?  
Never into that hand a spindle take,  
Which only should the Spear of Peleus shake.  
By chance in the same bed a Royal Maid,  
Who quickly found he was a man, was laid:  
She by his force was overcome we know,  
Yet she was willing to be forced so.  
Oft when Achilles in the morn would rise,  
To set his distaff spear betwixt his thighs:  
Now where's that forcing, thou Deidamia,  
With flattering words thy ravisher wouldst stay?  
They're bashful till th' have first received it, then  
Having once tried, they must tried over again.  
Alas too much he to his form doth trust,  
That doth expect his Mistress should speak first.  
First let the man approach her, and beseech,  
Ladies will hearken to a handsome speech.  
Speak if you would obtain, she would be asked,  
With words let your desires be unmasked.  
Jove suppliant went unto the Maids of old,  
Deny his sure no Virgin ever could.  
If you perceive her scorn at, and disdain  
Your prayers, forbear, from her a while abslain.  
They love what's not, at what is theirs they scoff,  
Take their disdain away by keeping off.  
Always by courting her she'll never bend,  
Sometimes go wait upon her as a friend;  
By such an action to obtain, I one  
To come neglected, go beloved, have known.  
Merchant's should not have feminine looks, but be  
Made swarthy by the Sun, and storms at Sea.  
It ill-becomes a Ploughman to look fair,  
That turns Jove's earth up with a crooked share.  
You should not have a Ladies smooth-skind face,  
That on your head would Pallas Chaplet place.  
In Lovers, pining looks do most excel,  
Though some say not, yet it becomes them well.  
Pale-faceed Orion in the woods did rove,  
So (70) Daphnis looked for gentle Nais Love.  
Thin looks a Lover argue, sometimes wear  
A sickly cap upon thy well cut hair.  
Sorrows and griefs immense with watch late,  
Th' effects of Love young men attenuate;  
That you may win, seem miserable, so  
That all may say, there one in Love doth go.  
Should I advise, complain, right, wrong allow,  
Friendship and truth are dis-esteemed now.  
Praise her not to a friend, lest he should prove  
With her, believing your report, in Love.  
Yet Patroclus ne'er stained Achilles' bed,  
And (71) Pirithous from base Phedra fled.  
As Phoebus, Pallas, (72) Hermion, Pylades,  
Or as the two Twins loved Tyndarides:  
Who hopes the like, may look for Plumbs to grow  
On Tam'rix, or that streams with honey flow.  
Baseness delights now, pleasure's all their care,  
And those, to others griefs, obtained are.  
O wicked! Lovers fear no open so,  
Eat whom you trust, and you may safely go,  
Nor Brother, nor a friend confide in, just  
Occasion they will give you to mistrust.  
I've almost done what thoughts the Ladies raise,  
Their several humours court their several ways.  
No places for all grain convenient are,  
That Vines, this Olives, others Corn will bear.  
As many minds on earth as features known,  
And a wise man prepares for every one.  
As nimble (73) Proteus used transformed to be,  
A Lion, now a Boar, and then a Tree.  
Some fish with darts are caught, others with th' hook,  
And some within a hollow net are took.  
One way will not with any age agtee,  
Far off old women your devices see.  
If learned to th' rude you seem, or wanton to  
The chaste, no more she'll trust herself with you.  
Hence 'tis they fearful, honest men forsake,  
And oft th' embrace of an inferior take.  
Some of my work's performed, some's to be made,  
And here my ship is by her Anchor stayed.   
The End of the first Book.   

Annotations on the first Book OF Publius Ovid Naso De Arte Amandi.  
(1) Automedon in) an expert Charioteer, the Son of Diora and servant to Achilles. Virg. Aeneid. 2.  
— equorum agitator Achilles  
armiger Automedon—  
(2) Typhis the Aemonian-ship) Typhis was Pilot to the first ship framed in Greece, called Argo, which transported the Princes Jason, Hercules, Theseus, Castor, Pollux, and the rest of the Miny's to Colchos to fetch the golden Fleece, called Aemonian, from Mount Haemus, which divideth Thessaly from Thrace, from which Mountain Thessaly is often called Aemonia.  
(3) Phillyrides to) Chiren the Centaur so called from his Mother Phillyra, he (to omit the fable of his procreation) being grown up, retiring himself to the woods, to inquire into the nature of Herbs, became an excellent Physician; he taught Aesculapius' Physic, Hercules Astrology, and Achilles, besides many other things, to play on the Harp.  
(4) Gods came) both Cupid and Achilles; Cupid from his Mother Venus, and Achilles from the Goddess Thetis.  
(5) Clio nor) The Muses nine in number, begotten by Jupiter upon Mnemosyne, whence they are called Mnemosynides, we find them mentioned by many other names, as Heliconides, Parnassides, Aonides, Citherides, Corycides, Pierides, Pegasides, Aganippides, Hippocrenides, I lissiades, Libethrides, Pimpleides, Castalides, Pateides, Ardalides, Maonides, and Sicelides, all which names are attributed to them, either from their habitations, or from the places consecrate unto them. Their particular names are Calliope, a ravishing singer; Erato the Lover's Muse; Thalia from her flourishing Poetry; Melpomene from her delicate warbling, a Tragic Muse; Terpsichore from her delight in dancing; Clio the celebrater of famous actions; Euterpe the inventress of the Mathematics; Polyhymnia from her vast memory, the Muse of History; Urania a heavenly singer, the Muse of Astronomy. Hesiod. degenerate. Deorum.  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉,  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉,  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉.  
Which I english  
Jove had nine Girls, Euterpe, Thalia,  
Clio, Melpomene, Polymnia,  
Erato; Urania, Terpsichore,  
And 'bove the rest famous Calliope.  
(6) Ascrean Green) a Plain in Boeotia, near Helicon: such an expression hath Propertius in lib. 2. ad Musam.  
Nondum etiam Ascreos norint mea carmina fontes.  
(7) Vittae badge of modesty; and borders) a Linen Band or Fillet which the Vestal Nuns tie up their hair with: Ovid speaking of Daphne's chastity. Met. 2. saith,  
— innuptaeque aemula Phoebe's,  
Vitta coërcebat positos sine lege capillos.  
— and emulous of Phoebe chaste  
The Vitta her neglected hair embraced.  
For the borders. I take them to be the nether end of the gown, which Sigonius calls Stola Cinctura astrictior, denoting a modest woman.  
(8) Perseus Andromade) Andromade was Daughter to Cepheus, and Cassiope, who for her Mother's pride, comparing her beauty with the Sea-Nymphs Nereids, was by the Nymphs taken, bound to a Rock, and exposed to a merciless Sea-Monster, yet notwithstanding was delivered by Perseus, who slew the Monster, and afterwards married her by the consent of her Parents. Metam. 4.  
— generumque salutant  
Auxiliamque domus, servatoremque fatentur  
Cassiope, Cepheusque pater—  
— Cepheus and Cassiope with joy  
Salute him for their Son, whom now they call  
The Saviour of their house, and of them all.  
Perseus was begot by Jupiter upon Danaë Daughter to Acrisius' King of the Argives, who being premonished that his Grandchild should kill him, shut his Daughter Danaë in a strong Tower, intending with her body to mure her womb up, and consequently avert his foredoomed fate, but when Jupiter in the form of a golden shower, had begotten Perseus upon her, she with her Infant being in a small boat, committed to the Sea in expectation of inevitable destruction, were miraculously preserved; Perseus grown up, returned, and unfortunately slew his Grandfather.  
(9) From India brought) India tot a serme spectat Orientem, minus in latitudinem, etc. India (saith Curtius, lib. 8.) lieth toward the East, containing more in longitude, than latitude; the North parts be mountainous and hilly, but all the rest of the Land campain: It hath many famous Rivers, which descending down from Mount Caucasus, make a delightful progress thorough the Countries. Indus is more cold than any other of the Rivers, whose water resembles the colour of the Sea. Ganges is the greatest of all, which running thorough the Southern Country, until meeting with the opposition of many Rocks and Precipeeces, his course is turned Eastwards, where it is swallowed up of the Red Sea. When other Countries be burned with the Sun, India is covered over with Snow; and when other places be frozen, the heat is there intolerable: for which appears no natural reason. The Elephants in this Country be bigger and stronger than those of afric: The Rivers carry down Gold, and run smoothly along, and the Sea doth cast upon the shore both pearls and precious stones. Stephanus saith, the Trees are always green, that the ground bears corn twice a year, that from hence comes Pepper, Calamus Aromaticus, and Cinnamon. Aelian lib. 1. Vari. saith, their Pigeons are of a yellow colour.  
(10) Rome affords) Rome the Metropolis of Italy, and most celebrated City of the whole world, of which Virgil in his first eclogue makes Tytyrus speak thus, 
Urbem quam dicunt Romam Melibaee putavi  
Stultus ego huic nostrae simtlem, etc.  
Englished by Mr. Ogleby.  
That City they call Rome, I did account  
Fond like this of ours, where Swains are wont  
Yearly with care to wean their tender Lambs;  
So I conceived Whelps equal to their Dams,  
And judged that Kids were as their Mother's tall,  
So used I great things to compare with small:  
But she 'bove other Cities lifts her head,  
As o'er the Shrubs the lofty Cedars spread.   
It was called Rome from its founder Romulus, who built it on Mount Palatine, in a quadrangular form, which Mount hath ever since been the Seat of the Roman Emperors. It is called Urbs Septicollis, from the seven hills on which it standeth, their names are these, the Mount Palatine, the Capitolian Mount, Quirinus' Mount, the Caelian Mount, the Mount Esquilinus, the Mount Viminalis, and the Mount Aventine. Ovid. Trist. lib. 1.  
Sed quae de septem tot um circumspicit orbem  
Montibus imperii Roma Deumque locus.  
Rome, which from seven hills doth overlook  
The world, the Gods have for their Empire took.  
See Romulus infra.  
(11) On Ida) a high Mountain that looks towards Troy, the North-side of it reaching from the Straits of Abydos, to the Cyzycene Fields in the Propontis, the Weft-side looks over the Hellespont, the South makes a Promontory, and the Eastern parts decline towards Missia. Hom. lib. 8. Iliad. saith, that the top of it is called Gargarus, where there is a Temple consecrate to Jupiter, and that it hath many Springs, and multitudes of wilde-beasts.  
(12) Lesbos found) in Methimna a Town of Lesbos, so called from Methymna, the daughter of Macharis, are abundance of Vines; in this place the famous Harper Orion was born.  
(13) Of her Son) of her Son Aeneas, who with some Sea-beaten Trojans arrived in Italy, where he van quished Turnus, and married Lavinia,  
(14) Leo move) the Sun doth annually move, through the twelve signs of the Zodiac, whereof Leo is the fifth sign: in the celestial Globe represented by a Lion, into the first degree of which, the Sun enters on or about the twelfth of July, which then bears twenty degrees eleven minutes North declination from the Aequinexial line. It is never seen of us here in England, but is fixed in that part of the Ecliptic; which extends itself over the Island Cuba, Jamaica and Hispaniola in America. It is often called the Nemean and Herculean Lion, because Hercules slew a Lion in the Nemean Forest of an immense and prodigious greatness, which the Poets feign to be translated into the sign Leo.  
(15) Livies Porch) the Romans had certain walks on the side of their Delubrum which they called Porticus, and in these places it was lawful to trade and confer of worldly occasions, amongst which was Livia Porticus, or Livies Porch, so called from Titus Livius, the most famous of all the Roman Historiographers.  
(16) Where Belides) the fifty daughters of Danaus' so called from their Grandfather Belus: with whom Aegistus the Brother to Danaus, desired to marry his fifty Sons, but Danaus' understanding by Oracle that he should be slain by his Son-in-law, refused, yet in the end being compelled thereto by Aegistus, he consummates their marriages, but privately plots with his daughters to murder their fifty husbands well steeped with Wine in their marriage-beds: all which too too obedient to paternal authority, cruelly butchered their wretched busbands, except Hypermnestra, who out of compassion spared her Husband Lynceus, who seeing his Brother's miserable destinies, slew Danaus, and invaded the Kingdom of the Argives.  
(17) Bewaised Adonis) the Son of Cynira, King of Crprus, and his daughter Myrrah, the darling of Venus, who whilst he was hunting in the Idalian Forest, was slain by a Boar, Bion. Idylium 1.  
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〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉.  
Which I English,  
Adonis' fair doth on the Mountains lie,  
A white tush having pierced his white thigh,  
Venus laments whilst he expires, black gore  
Flows from his wound.  
And a little after.  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉,  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉.  
The loving Hounds do howl about the Boy,  
The Mountain-Nymphs lament with Venus' cry.  
Whom Venus is said (Metam. 10.) to have turned into the flower called an Emony.  
(18) Niles Heifer) Jupiter being in love with Io the daughter of Anachus, ravished her, but being surprised by Juno to conceal his theft, turned Io into a white Cow, which Juno begged and committed to the custody of Argus, who being slain by Jove's command, poor Io by Juno frighted, ran to the banks of the River Nole, where Jove commiserating her mishap, importuning Juno, returned her to her former shape. Metam. lib. 1.  
De 'Bove nil superest, formae nisi candor in illa:  
— nothing now  
But that pure white retains she of the Cow.  
She after changed her name to Isis, and married Osiris in Egypt, where she was honoured for a Goddess, and after that was deified at Rome. Lucan. lib. 8.  
Nos in Templa tuam Romana recipimus I sim.  
Into Rome's Temples we thy Isis took.  
Where she had a Temple built her in Campo Martio, the cause of whose ruin was this. A young Gentleman called Mundus, when he could by no means entice the chaste Paulina to satisfy his lust, persuaded the Priests of Isis to say that they were warned by Oracle, that Anubius the God of Egypt desired the company of the said Paulina, she thinking the Priests would not lie, and it being accounted an honour to have to do with a God, was stuprated by Mundus in the Temple of Isis, under the name of Anubius, which he after confessing, the Priests were put to death, the Temple beaten down, and the Image of Isis thrown into Tiber. Lang. Chron. page 250.  
(19) The Forums) there were many Forums in Rome, of which chief three, Forum Romanum, Forum Julium, and Forum Augustum, which first was chief of all, and by way of excellency called the Forum, as if there were no other Forum: Round about this Forum Romanum were built Tradesman's shops, here was the Comitium, or Hall of Justice, the Orators Pulpit, the Sanctuary, and several other stately Edifices.  
(20) Appias placed) here Pallas is meant by Appias, but Venus and Pallas are both called Appiades, they had a Temple erected to them upon the Appian waters, near to Forum Caesaris.  
(21) Curved Theatres) places where Plays and other Shows were publicly acted, in form of a half Moon or Semicircle. Martial. Spect.  
Quiequid in Orpheo Rhodope Spectasse Theatro dicitur, exhibuit, Caesar, Arena tibi.  
What Orpheus' said on Rhodope to see,  
Caesar the stage exhibits unto thee.  
There were also places called Amphitheatres, which were in form of two Theatres joined together in a full circle; upon this Amphitheatre did Fencers play their prizes, wilde-beasts were baited, and the Gladiators to exhilerate the Citizens, were miserably forced to butcher one another.  
(22) Romulus devisedst) Numitor King of the Albans in Italy, was expelled his Kingdom by his younger Brother Amulius, his Son Lausus slain, and his Daughter Sylvia to prevent all hopes of offspring to Numitor, consecrate by Amulius a Priest of Vesta, but being compressed by Mars, she brought forth Romulus and Remus, which were by Amulius command, together with their Mother thrown into tiber, but being found by the Shepherd Faustulus, were preserved, and nursed by his wife Laurentia; being grown up, they slew Amulius, and restored their Grandfather Numitor to his government; after whose death the brother's disagreeing, fell to arms, by which Renaus was slain, and Romulus alone obtained the Kingdom. Plut. in Rom.  ΟΤΙ 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 
Rome (saith Aelian lib. 7. var.) was built by Remus and Romulus: but Florus lib. 1. cap. 1. calls Romulus only the builder of it, he marked the foundation of the City wall with a plough, drawn by four white horses, according to Propert. lib. 4. de Urbe Rom.  
Quatuor hinc albos Romulus egit equos,  
Here Romulus did four white horses drive.  
The City being built, Senatus centum seniorum, qui patres dicti sunt, constituitur, saith Just. lib. 43. He constituted a Senate, being a hundred of the Elder Citizens, which were called Fathers. Having thus stated his Government, he desired that his soldiers might marry with the Sabines, bordering upon them, but was by the Sabines resused, whereupon, saith Florus, lib. 1. Simulatis equestribus, virgins, quae ad spectaculum venerant, praeda fuere; he devised certain shows, which when the Virgins came to behold, they were made a prey, and seized upon by the soldiers.  
(23) Circus of a large) the Romans had many places where they exhibited their plays unto the people, the most remarkable was a great Circus, or Shew-place, called Circus Maximus, it was a large piece of ground lying near that part of the Aventine Mount, where Diana's Temple stood. It was built by Tarqvinius Priscus, with divers Galleries called Fori round about it, from whence the Senators and Gentlemen of the City did behold the running with great horses at the lists, the fireworks, tumbling, baiting, and chase of wilde-beasts. The seats about this Circus were able to contain one hundred and fifty thousand persons. There was also another Circus upon the Hill called Collis Hortulorum, and this was the Circus or Shew-place of the Strumpet Flora, who made the people of Rome heir to those goods she had gotten by prostituting her body to young Gentlemen. God. lib. 1. Rom. Hist.  
(24) Arena sought) the Amphitheatre, called Arena, from its being scattered over with Sand ●o Gravel, that the blood of such as were slain in the place, might not make it too slippery for the combatants. Martial. Spec.  Praeceps Sanguinea dum se rotat ursus arena. 
(25) Utmost Bounds) the Eastern Countries subjected to the Romans. Propert. lib. 3. to Augustus.  
— parat ultima terra Triumph●s  
Tigris & Euphrates sub tua jure fluent.  
— Remote Lands Trophies show,  
Tigris, Euphrates in thy Empire flow.  
(26) Crassus rejoice) Marcus Crassus a wealthy Roman, who being sent with an Army against the Parthians, himself, his Son, with eleven Roman Legions, were cut off and slain, and all their ensigns taken by Surena General of the Parthian Army, whose deaths were fully revenged by Ventidius, of whom Corn. Gall.  
Qui nunc Crassorum manes, direptaque signa  
vindicat Augusti Caesaris auspitiis.  
Who now for Ensigns lost, and Crassus slain,  
With Caesar's fortune, full revenge hath ta'en.  
(27) Tyrinthius did) Hercules so called from the City Tyrinthia, where he was brought up, he was the Son of Jupiter, begotten on Al●mena, whilst he was in his Cradle, Juno sent two Snakes to destroy him, both which he slew: he was famous for performing many dangerous and Heroic erterprises; amongst whose many labours I shall only mention this, that he as yet but a youth, compressed the fifty Daughters of Th●spius in one night, of whom he got filty Sons called Thespiades.  
(28) Thyrsis fear) a Spear or Javelin bound about with Ivy, which was carried by the Manades or Priests of Bacchus at their Sacrifices which were performed every third year, in remembrance of his triennial expedition into India.  
(29) Country's Fathers) the Senators which were called Patres or Fathers, Cicero calls them Patres conscripti, quia Romulus, qui Senatores centum, quos ab honore patres appellavit, conscripsit.  
(30) Backward fling) the Parthians who were most excellent at the use of darts, with which they would seem to fly back on purpose to prejudice their enemies.  
(31) Euphrates, Tigris) Inter Tygrim & Euphratem tam uber & pinguis soli, etc. betwixt Tigris and Euphrates (saith Curtius lib. 5.) the Land is so fat and fertile, that the Inhabitants are fain to drive their  from pasture for fear they should surfeit. Sallust saith, they both uno fonte manare in Armenia, flow from one fountain in Armenia: but Curtius going on, saith, These two Rivers have their beginnings in the Armenian Mountains, where they be distant two thousand five hundred furlongs, and so run forwards, keeping their distance till they approach the confines of Media and Gordia, where they come more near together, they compass round the Country called Mesopotamia, and so run through the confines of Babylon, into the Red-Sea.  
(32) Paris the Goddesses) the three Goddesses Juno, Pallas and Venus, contending for priority of beauty (occasioned by a golden Apple, with this inscription upon it, This for the fairest) meeting with Paris upon Mount Ida, chose him for the decider of their controversy, who gave his vote for Venus.  
(33) Menalian Hound) Arcadian Hound, Menalus being a very high Hill in that Country.  
(34) Biblis who) she fell in love with her own brother Caunus, whom she so much importuned, that to avoid her, he fled his Country, whom she pursuing, was by the wood Nymphs turned into a fountain. Met. lib. 9  
Sic lachrymis consumpta suis Phoebeia Byblis  
Vertitur in fontem—  
Phoebean Byblis by her tears consumed,  
Into a fountain turned.—  
(35) Myrrah) the Daughter of Cyniras' King of Cyprus, who being enamoured on her Father, and by the assistance of her Nurse, obtaining the satisfaction of her lust, conceived and brought forth Adonis, for which she was turned into a Tree, from whence distils a gum called Myrrh. Metam. lib. 10.  
Flet tamen & tepidae manant ex arbore guttae:  
Est honour & lachrymis, stillataque cortice Myrrah  
Nomen herile tenet.—  
Yet she doth weep, the Tree warm drops doth spill,  
Honour in tears, Myrrh from the rinds distil,  
Which bears her name—  
(36) Gnossos and Cydon) the two most famous Cities in Crect.  
(37) Pasiphae'● was the Daughter to Sol, and Wife to Minos' King of Crect, who falling in love with a Bull, was by the art of Daedalus enclosed in a wooden Cow, covered with a Cow's skin, by which means she enjoyed her Bull, betwixt whom was begotten that monster called the Minotaur, which Daedalus enclosed in the Labyrinth where he was slain by Theseus.  
(38) Hundred Cities) Crect is said to have a hundred Cities in it, whence it had the Epithet of Hecatompolis.  
(39) Now Io) the daughter of Inachus whom Jupiter turned into a Heifer. Vide supra.  
(40) Then Europa) she was the daughter of Agenor; with whom Jove being in love, transformed himself into the shape of a Bull, and carried her on his back through the Sea to Crect, where resuming his former shape, he ravished her.  
(41) Had Cressa to) Aerope called Cressa from Crect, who committing adultery with Thyestes her Husband Atrens' brother, the children which were born to her by Thyestes, were slain by Atreus, and given to their Father to eat, at which horrid wickedness the Sun is said to have gone back to the morning. lib. 2. de Trist.  
Si non Aeropen frater sceleratus amasset,  
Conversos solis, non legeremus equos.  
Had not Thyestes for Aerope burned,  
We had not read how Phoebus Carr returned.  
(42) Nisus daughter) Scylla, who stole her Father's purple hair, upon which the fate both of himself and Kingdom did depend, and carried it to his enemy Minos, who besieged him, and after whom she lusted, but being by him contemned, she at his departure hung on the keel of his ship, where she was turned into a Lark, her Father Nisus was also turned into a Hobby betwixt whom hath ever since continued enmity.  
(43) One Scylla Circe's) the daughter of Phorcus, whose nether parts the Witch Circe changed into grinning dogs, which she not knowing how to restore, casting herself from a precipeece, was turned into a Rock in the Mamertine-Sea, betwixt Sicily and Italy, destructive to Mariners.  
(44) Atrides from all) Agamemnon, so called from his Father Atreus, who having by Land avoided a thousand dangers in that long and desperate Siege at Troy; and afterwards escaping a threatening Shipwreck, the Sea being perturbed by an angry Neptune, returning safe home was slain at a Banquet by his wife Clytaemnestra, and her Adulterer Aegistus.  
(45) The bloody Mother) Medea, who by her charms furnishing Jason with the golden Fleece, was by him afterward married, to whom she bore two Sons: but he forsaking her, and marrying Crëusa, daughter to Creon King of Corinth, the enraged Medea consumed Crëusa in her Palace with enchanted fire, of which fact Jason coming to take vengeance, she before his face strangled her two Sons, herself flying to Athens.  
(46) Phoenix Amintor's Son) who by his Mother's advice having to do with his Father's Concubine, was haunted by the Furies, and flying from his Father's presence, and coming into Thessaly, was made Achilles' Tutor.  
(47) Hippolytus mad horses) the Son of Theseus and Hippolita the Amazon, who constantly resolving to live a single life, in his Father's absence, was solicited by his Mother-in-law Phaedra, whose lust he repudiating, was by her accused to his Father, from whose anger flying, he was torn to pieces by the horses that drew his Chariot, and was buried in Diana's grove. Fast. lib. 3.  
Hic latet Hippolitus loris discerptus equorum,  
Unde nemus nullis illud aditursequis.  
Here lies Hippolytus by horses slain:  
Whence no horse ere came in that grove again.  
(48) Doting Phineus) the Father of Orythus, and Crambus, whose eyes he put out; persuaded thereto by his second wife Idaea, for which his own eyes were after plucked out by the Furies.  
(49) ●ion when sad) Troy so called from Ilus the soin of Iros, which being begirt with Grecian soldiers, and by them reduced to extremities, did render them more sorrowful, and consequently much more watchful and vigilant; but the Greeks feigning a departure, left a wooden-horse, of an immense and prodigious greatness, whose belly was lined with soldiers: the Trojans joyful of their departure, and believing this to be the gift of Minerva, with Ropes drew the vast bulk into the City. Virg. Aeneid. 2.  
— circum pueri iunuptaeque puellae  
Sacra canunt, funemque manus contingere gaudent.  
— Boys, Virgins, round about  
Glad touch the Ropes, and sacred hymns chant out.  
In the night the soldiers coming out of the horse, opened the gates to their confederates, which were then returned, slew the Trojans, and set the City on fire.  
(50) And Pleiades) the seven stars feigned to be the seven daughters of Atlas, their names are, Electra, Alcione, Celaeno, Maia, Asterope, Taygete, and Merope, which last is hardly to be discerned, the reason is, because six of them married each one a God, but Merope married a Mortal, for which she hath ever since absconded herself; they are placed betwixt the mouth of Taurus, and the tail of Aries, and cause Snow in Winter, according to Lucan. l. 5.  
— jam spars●rat Aemo  
Bruma nives, gelidoq, cadens Atlantis Oly mpo.  
— Now with Winter's Snow  
The Pleyades did Aemus top bestrow.  
(51) Goat is swallowed) Capricornus or the Goat is one of the twelve sings, and the watery Tropic, being the farthest limit of the Sun's course Southward, the Aequator; which entering makes the Winter quarter, and turns his course again to the Aequinoxial.  
(52) Allia before) a River flowing from the Cructumentan Mountains in Hetruria, where the Romans were overthrown and slain by Brennus, Captain of the Gauls: hence they used to call an unlucky day dies alliensis.  
(53) Feast begin) the Feast of the Passcover which the Jews kept on the fourteenth of the month Nisan, which month containeth part of March, and part of April, by us now called Easter.  
(54) Man of Palestina) Moses, by whose mouth the Lord commanded the Feast of Passeover should be kept in remembrance of his passing over the houses of Israel, and destroying the firstborn of Egypt; Ovid calls him the man of Palestina, because he died on Mount Abarim, which is a Hill, (saith Josephus. lib. 4. cap. 8. Antiq.) near Jericho, Palestina containeth Judea, Samaria, and Gali●ea.  
(55) Kings request) Achilles at the humble request of King Priam, did restore the dead body of Hector whom he had slain, and dragged his coarse in Triumph. Hom. Iliad. 24.  
(56) A Letter won) Cydippe, a noble young Lady of transcendent beauty, whom young Acontius being in love with, and fearing a repulse, because he both in birth and fortune was inferior to her, devised this means to obtain her; as she sat in Diana's Temple, he threw an Apple with this Inscription. Aristaen. lib. 1.  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉,  
By Diana I will marry Acontius.  
Which she taking up and reading, at unawares promised herself to him, after which time whensoever she went about to marry another, she was cast into a dangerous disease by the offended Goddess Diana, which her friends at last understanding, married her to Acontius.  
(57) Pergamus late) a high Tower in Troy from which the whole City is called Pergamus, which City (saith Dares de excidio Tro.) after ten years, eight months, and twelve day's siege was taken by the Grecians.  
(58) Which Cybil did) There were (saith Aelian. lib. 12. Nar.) ten Cybils, one of which was Phrygian Cybil, she first invented the Tabor and Pipe, the Cymbal and Timbrel: she was called Mater Deorum, or the Mother of the Gods, and was worshipped at Berecynthia, a Town in Phrygia, of which Catul. 64.  
— Sequimini  
Phrygiam ad domum: Cybelles Phrygia ad nemora deae,  
Ubi Cymbalum sonat vox, ubi Tympanareboant.  
— Fellow  
To th' Phrygian Grotto, Goddess Cybils' shade,  
Where Cymbals sound, and where the Timbrels played.  
Her Priests were enjoined to geld themselves with a Fish-shell, whose manner of worship was thus: A Phrygian man and woman apparelled in particoloured garments after the manner of their Country, carried their Goddess Picture about, beating their breasts, and miserably howling, after whom followed others playing on Tabors, Pipes, and Cymbals.  
(59) Liber styles me) Bacchus so called, either because (as Plutarch says) pro Boeotiae libertate pugnavit, he fought for the liberty of Boeotia, or because with Wine he exhilarates men, and frees them from solicitous cares.  
(60) Poor Ariadne) the daughter of Minos and Pasiphae whom Theseus taking out of Crect forsook: leaving her disconsolate on the shore of Dia, an Island in the Aegean-Sea, one of the Cycladeses, upon whom being gone, she thus complains in Catullus; 
Siccine me patriis abvectam, perfide, ab oris,  
Perfide deserto liquisti in littore Theseus?  
Siccine discedens, etc. Which I translate.  
Flase Thesens, was I from my Country took  
Thus on a foreign shore to be forsaken?  
Thus, all the Gods neglected, dar'st thou go,  
Thy perjuries attending on thee so?  
Alas! could nought avert thy cruel mind,  
My sorrow in thee no compassion find?  
Thy cruel breast not pity my estate?  
Ah! thou before ne'er mentioned such a fate.  
Thou bid'st me never look for such a thing,  
But joyful wedlock, and wished Hymen sing.  
Which of no force slight winds away do bear:  
Let women ne'er believe men when they swear.   
(61) Lo Mimalonides) the Maenads, or furious Priests of Bacchus.  
(62) Old Silenns) the Foster Father to Bacchus, who was always wont to ride upon an Ass.  
(63) The God) Bacchus, the inventor of Wine, who by the Thracians was worshipped for a God, it being the custom of old amongst the Heathens to deify the inventors of things.  
(64) Others Evohe said) an exclamatory noise which the Maenads were wont to use in praise of Bacchus.  
(65) Nyctelius) Bacchus, so called from his seasts, which were performed in the night. Aeneid. 4.  — Nocturnusque vocat clamore Cithaeron. 
(66) Juno's Bird) the Peacock, whose train she beautified with her herdsman Argus his hundred eyes. Metam. lib. 1.  
Excipit hos, volucrisque sua Saturnia pennis  
Collocat, & gemmis caudam stellantibus implet.  
Yet that those starry Jewels might remain,  
Saturnia fixed them in her Peacock's train.  
(67) Phoebe and her) Phoebe and her sister Elaira the daughters of Leucippus, ravished by Castor and Pollux.  
(68) The Aemonian) Achilles so called from his Country of Thessaly: the Scyrian is meant by Deidamia daughter to Lycomedes King of Scyros, an Isle in the Aegean-Sea, on whom Achilles habited in women's apparel, begot Pyrrhus.  
(69) Promise gave) Helen the fairest of all Greece, whom Venus promised to Paris, which being given, was the ruin of not only himself, but all Troy.  
(70) Daphnis looked) a youth of Sicily, the inventor of Bucolick verse, in love with the Nymph Nais.  
(71) Pirithous from) the son of Ixiox joined in a firm league of friendship with Theseus, whose wife Phaedra soliciting him to lust, he refused out of respect to his friend.  
(72) Hermione Pylades) Pylades was so faithful a friend to Orestes, that when Theas' King of Taurica had designed to sacrifice Orestes, he affirmed himself to be Orestes, that he might die for his friend: whose wife Hermione he entirely loved, because she so nearly related to his friend.  
(73) Proteus used) a Sea-deity, the Son of Oceanus and Thetis, the Poets feign that he could transform himself into what shape he pleased. Metam. 8.  
Nam modo te Juvenem, modo te videre Leonem,  
Nunc violentus aper, nunc quem tetigisse timerent  
Anguis eras, modo te faciebant cornuatanrum,  
Sepe lapis poteras, arbour quoque saepe videri.  
Which I english,  
One while a youth, a Lion then appear,  
Now a fierce Boar, a Snake now, which they fear  
To touch, now horns show thee a Bull to be:  
A Stone th' art oft, and ofttimes turned a tree.   

The second Book OF Publius Ovid Naso De Arte Amandi.  

The Argument.  
Daedalus flight from Crect, Icarus fate,  
No love can Philtra 's, or fond charms create.  
Rude language fits not love. Lady's must find  
Subsequient servants, neither storms nor wind  
A Lover must retard, how to commend  
A Lady's imperfections, and pretend  
Her faults are handsome: make her think them so.  
All hazards for her sake to undergo.  
Love's secrets must be kept so, Ovid says,  
Ending this second Book with his self-praise.   

SIng (1) Iô Paean, twice Iô Paean sing,  
My wished-for prey caught in my nets I bring.  
Bays to my Verse the Jovial Lover deems,  
And me before (2) th' Meonian man esteems.  
Such was the (3) Priameian that prevailed,  
And with his fair prize from Amyclae sailed.  
Such was the man that in his Chariot run,  
And with the course fair (4) Hippodamia won.  
Whither so fast young man? thy ship doth steer  
Ith' midst of th' Sea, no wished-for Haven near.  
'Tis not enough to find thy Mistress, she  
Py Art is got, must so continued be.  
It is as much to keep, as to acquire,  
In that is danger, this must Art inspire.  
Venus and Cupid smile, if ever now,  
And thou Erato to whom Lover's bow.  
Great things I'll sing, how love may constant prove,  
And th' Boy which all about the world doth rove,  
he's light, hath wings wherewith the Air to cut  
And bounds to them, 'tis very hard to put.  
Though (5) Minos do all means of escape deny  
A desperate way Daedalus found i'th' Sky.  
When he included had within his frame  
The Semiox and Man, the Mother's shame.  
He said just Minos my exile prefer  
Let my own Country these my bones inter,  
Driven from thence by a sad fate, where I  
Can never live, O suffer me to die.  
O let this Boy return, though I've no grace,  
If not the Boy, pity my aged face.  
Such words he spoke, such might he speak and more,  
But no return could from the King procure.  
Which when he sees, now Daedalns, saith he,  
The hast matter for thy ingenuity.  
Both Sea and Land Minos possesseth so,  
There is no way by Sea-or Land to go.  
Let's fly through Air that only open lies,  
Jove pardon my presumptuous enterprise.  
I don't affect to touch the Starry Seat,  
For me to fly there is no way but that.  
Let me pass Styx, through Styx my journey take,  
For that my nature will immortal make.  
Distress exiles our wills, who'd think men might  
Through the Aërial passages take flight.  
He doth the wings of Birds in order place,  
He doth his work with packthread interlace.  
The quills in fire-softened wax were wrought:  
Thus this new work was to perfection brought.  
The Boy did touch the wax, at th'feathers smile,  
Ignorant they were made for's shoulder, while  
His Father says, we with these sails must try,  
To gain our Country, and from Minos' fly.  
Minos' all passages but the Air hath shut,  
By my invention we that Air must cur.  
Neither (6) Boôtis, nor Orion bold,  
Or the Tegean Maid, do thou behold.  
Fellow me with thy wings, before thee I  
Will go, keep close and thou shalt safely fly.  
If we too near unto the Sun shall soar,  
Our wings will melt, and not the heat endure.  
Or if too low, and near the Sea we toil,  
The humid vapours will our feathers spoil.  
Keep in the midst O Son, the winds beware,  
Strike prosperous sails which way soe'er they bear.  
Whilst he doth fit them, he instructs the Boy,  
Just as old Birds do teach the young to fly.  
Then his own plumes he on his shoulder ties,  
And trembling doth for th' flight his body poise.  
Ready to soar, just now he kissed his Boy,  
And let a Father's tear steal from his eye.  
There was a little hill did overlook  
The Plain, from which a desperate flight both took.  
Daedalus flies, yet evermore looks back,  
And flags, that Icarus may overtake.  
Now the new Journey pleaseth, fear's put by,  
And daring Icarus doth boldly fly.  
These were espied by Anglers, who forsook  
Their Rods, themselves to speedy flight betook.  
(7) Samos and Naxos did with Paros stand,  
Delos the (8) Clarians love on their left hand.  
At th' right (9) Lebinthus and Calydna's wood,  
With Ponds well stored Astipalia stood.  
When the rash Boy another way will choose,  
Soars up, and quickly doth his father lose.  
Wax melts, and threads grow slack, a God too nigh:  
Nor longer with the wind his arms can fly.  
Amazed, from high into the deep looks where  
Black night was risen to augment his fear.  
The wax consumed, he his bare arms doth shake,  
Trembling, hath nothing whereon hold to take.  
He fell, crying Father, Father, as he went,  
And there the water did his speech prevent.  
Th' unhappy Father Icarus doth cry,  
Icarus, where art, saith he, where dost thou fly?  
Icarus? and then i'th' waves his wings he spies,  
His name i'th' Sea, i'th' earth his body lies.  
Minos could not a Mortals flight restrain,  
Yet I will make a flying God remain.  
He that doth use (10) Aemonian Arts is gulled,  
Or gives what he from a Colt's forehead pulled.  
Medea's herbs will not make love keep warm,  
Nor poisons mixed drunk with a Magic charm.  
Jason with Phasias, Ulysses should remain  
With (11) Circe, if that spells could love obtain.  
Philtra's to Maids it is in vain to give,  
It wrongs their sense, doth them to madness drive.  
Such wickedness abhor, endearing be  
More than thy beauty, 'twill advantage thee.  
Though lovely Nireus do old Homer please,  
And (12) Hylas ravished by the Naides.  
To keep your Mistress, don't yourself admire,  
The gifts of Nature those of Art require.  
Beauty is frail, in time it will decay,  
And with our youthful age it flies away.  
Nor Violets, nor Lilies ever grow:  
Nor do plucked Roses always lovely show.  
Fair youth, grey hairs are coming on thee now,  
And wrinkles will thy face with furrows plow.  
Frame a good mind, the form of that maintain,  
Which will unto thy utmost day remain.  
To deck your neck with Jewels, don't desire:  
Two languages at least you must acquire.  
Not fair, but eloquent Ulysses was,  
And yet the Sea-Nymphs would his love embrace,  
At his return how did (13) Calypso wail?  
And ever made the Sea unfit for sail.  
She ofttimes would entreat him to relate,  
Because he spoke so well, the Trojan fate.  
O'th' shore they stood, where fair Calypso would  
have the Odrysians bloody acts reto;d.  
He had a slender Rod in his right hand,  
And what she asks, he draws upon the Sand.  
This's Troy, saith he, which mighty walls enclose,  
This is (14) Simois, these my tents suppose.  
This is the field where (15) Dolons' death was wrought  
Whilst th'watch expects th' Aemonian horses brought.  
There stood Sithonian Rhesus tents, that night  
I came with th' captive horses from the fight.  
More he would have drawn out when suddenly  
A wave doth wash away both tents and Troy.  
Then th' Goddess says, what hope for thee is found?  
Dost see what mighty names the Sea hath drowned?  
Therefore, whoever you be, do not begin  
To trust to shapes, have Substances within.  
A mild behaviour very much will take,  
When boisterousness, hate and dissontion make,  
We loathe the Kite, that doth sharp talons keep,  
And Wolves, that use to fright the fearful sheep.  
The gentle Swallow no man strives to take,  
But in what place she will, her nest may make.  
Hence all contentions, hence a bitter tongue,  
Soft and sweet language doth to love belong.  
The wives their husbands, husband's wives forsake  
Through strife, things ill at one another take.  
Wives have a gift to chide, they'll not forbear:  
None but sweet language let your Mistress hear.  
Law hath not you unto one bed confined,  
But doth allow your love reward to find.  
Court her with praises, such do please her ear:  
Then she'll be always glad when you appear.  
To rich men I need not my skill impart,  
They have no need of me, nor of my Art.  
he's witty that says take it, that same man  
Will do much more than my invention can.  
Poor Lovers I instruct, myself loved poor,  
When gifts I could not, words I gave her store.  
Let such love wisely, how to speak take care,  
Such things as rich men will not, they must bear.  
I angry, once my Mistress locks did move,  
How many days that anger lost her love!  
I don't believe't, but yet she said that I  
Did tear her Gown, made me a new one buy.  
If you be wise, example take by me,  
Avoid offences that so costly be.  
Peace with your Mistress, war with Parthians make,  
Sport or speak any thing you think will take.  
If you your Mistress strange, uneasy find,  
Persevere still, in time she will prove kind.  
Crooked bows will bend, if leisurely you try,  
But if too rash, they will in pieces fly.  
With easy strokes a River may be crossed,  
But if you strike too fast, i'th' stream y'are lost.  
Lions and Tigers are made tame by wit,  
Steers by degrees will to the yoke submit.  
Who love did more than (16) Atalanta shun?  
Yet by the merits of a man was won.  
'Tis said (17) Melanion 'cause his Wench detained  
Her promised love under a tree complained.  
Oft on his shoulders he his Nets would bear,  
Oft in the Cruel Boar would fix his Spear.  
Wounded he sees Hylaeus Bow well strung,  
Better known whilst it did to him belong.  
I do not bid haunt the Menalian grove,  
Nor with your Nets upon your shoulders rove.  
Nor do I bid you with your breast a Dart  
Oppose, 'tis easy to perform my Art.  
To overcome, you must not her withstand:  
Be sure to act what parts she shall command.  
What she rejects, reject, if she, allow;  
What she says, say, what she denies, do thou;  
If she laugh, laugh; but if she weep, weep too:  
As she her looks disposeth, so must you.  
If any time she play with you at (18) Dice,  
You must throw ill, let here's be her own choice.  
Play for no more than you would gladly lose,  
And then let yours be always losing throws.  
Or if at chess your man might safely pass,  
Let him be taken by his (19) foe of glass.  
Carry her fan in one hand all along,  
And with the other lead her through the throng.  
Be not ashamed to hand her to (20) her bed,  
Set by, or reach her shoes, as she has need.  
Oft-times you may, then do not fearful stand,  
But in your Mistress bosom warm your hand.  
Think it not base (for though it be 'twill please)  
By holding of her glass, her arms to ease.  
He that in pieces did the Serpent's tear,  
That Heaven deserved, which he (21) before did bear,  
A basket 'mongst th' Ionian Maids did use,  
And for to carded their wool, would not refuse.  
These for his Mistress did the Horoe do,  
And will you scorn such things to undergo?  
If she say come to th' Forum, her obey,  
Go sooner than she bids, and longer stay.  
If she say to you, go, meet such a one,  
Haste, other things deser, be stayed by none.  
If in the night she from a banquet come  
And call you, you must wait upon her home.  
If she i'th' Country call, love hates the slow,  
On foct, if thoust no Coach nor horses, go.  
Neither let Summers heat your journey stay,  
Nor Winter's Snow driven along the way.  
Love is a kind of war, cowards away,  
Loves Ensigns are not born by such as they.  
Night, winter, long ways, dolorous events,  
All labour's undergone in these soft tents.  
Oft storms from high pitched clouds on you shall fly,  
Oft you must cold upon the bare ground lie.  
Cynthius is said Admetus' beasts to keep,  
That he each night in a poor Coat did sleep.  
What Phoebus taught who will not; leave disdain  
whoever you be that would have love remain.  
If to approach her, thou no safe way haste,  
With an opposing lock the door made fast.  
Yourself down to her from the wide roof let,  
Or else a passage through some window get.  
She will rejoice to see you undertake,  
(Sure marks of love) all dangers for her sake.  
Leander oft without his Wench could be,  
Yet he did swimm for her his Love to see.  
Let not the servants shame their place to know,  
Nor be ashamed great with those Maids to grow.  
Each by her name (no loss to you) salute,  
And humbly beg them to assist your suit.  
You must, as your estate allows, to all  
Her servants at some times be liberal.  
Reward that Maid to whom she doth confess,  
Whose hand doth her in the French garment dress.  
Trust me, make all of them your own, but more  
Especially gainhim that keeps the door.  
I do not bid you costly gifts present,  
But slight ones, yet such as will her content.  
When Corn is ripe, and Orchards ponderous are,  
Then let a Boy fruit in a Basket bear.  
Say those unto you out of th' Country came,  
Although by th' way for her you bought the same.  
Carry her Grapes in clusters, that do swell,  
Or Nuts which Amarillis loved so well.  
A Throssel sent, or a green Chaplet will  
Show, that to her your love is lasting still.  
Rich Gifts consume men, which old age will rue,  
They that are too profuse themselves undo.  
To write her verses I would teach you how,  
But they (alas) are dis-esteemed now.  
Verse they commend, but Riches they respect,  
Rich men they will, though ne'er such clowns, accept.  
Now is the golden age, honours are gained,  
And Ladies loves, by heeps of gold obtained.  
If Homer should, attended by his Muse,  
Come hither without Gold, they'd him resuse.  
Some Ladies learned are, although but few,  
And others that are not, would seem so too.  
Let your verse both extol, than also will  
The Reader with kind words commend your skill.  
Each of those Ladies will your verse esteem,  
And it to such may a sleight present seem.  
You may contrive for your advantage so,  
That what you would do, she enjoin you to.  
If you are bound to set a servant free,  
Let him from her request his liberty.  
If you release him, she's obliged to you,  
For granting that which you were bound to do.  
She hath the praise, you the advantage, use,  
Contrive that she may have, and you not lose.  
whoever would have his Mistress love remain,  
That he is ravished at her looks must feign.  
If she wear Tyrian, Tyrian wear commend,  
If Coan, that becomes her best pretend.  
If cloth of Gold, say you that wear best love,  
If she have courser on, courser approve.  
If bare-neckt, say she sets your heart on fire:  
But that she take no cold thereby desire.  
Is her hair parted, praise the parted hair,  
And say, the locks that she hath curled are fair.  
Her dancing praise, her singing voice admire:  
Complain when her Air-sweetning notes expire.  
Honour that company, and that thing commend  
Which she loves, let your words on hers depend.  
If she more cruel than Medusa were,  
Such praises will to love incline her ear.  
Yet do not counterfeit apparently,  
Nor let your countenance your words deny.  
Hid Art will profit, shamed if seen it makes,  
And future credit from your language takes.  
In Autumn when the year is fairest found,  
And the full Grape doth with red Wine abound:  
When th'seasons sometimes hot, and sometimes cold,  
Bodies do not in constant temper hold.  
May she be well; but if upon her bed,  
She lie by th' unkind Air distempered,  
Then manifest your love to her, then sow  
What you may after with your sickle mow.  
No loathe in you of her disease be found,  
What she would have with your own hands compound.  
Before her weep, to kiss conceive no fears,  
And let her dry lips drink your dropping tears;  
Promise her any thing in that estate,  
To make her merry pretty dreams relate.  
Make the old woman that doth dress the rooms,  
Burn in her trembling hand, some choice perfumes.  
And let your grateful care in all things go,  
Many their Mistress beds have come to so.  
Hate for such offices you will not gain,  
Then with sedulity 'bout her remain.  
No meats or broths give her that bitter are,  
But may your rival for her such prepare;  
Those sails with which you from the shore do put,  
Must be ta'en down when deeper Seas you cut.  
By exercise love strengthens when 'tis young,  
And if it's cherished, will in time grow strong.  
You fear the Bull with which a Calf  played,  
You under th' tree which was a sprig are laid.  
A River small at first, and bigger grows,  
Receiving water that into it flows.  
Inure yourself to any thing that will  
Obtain your Mistress, be it ne'er so ill.  
Incline her ear, be always in her sight,  
Present yourself before her day and night.  
But when your language finds belief in her,  
Your frequent visits for some time defer.  
A field made fallow, will afford more grain,  
So ground long parched drinks up descending Rain.  
Phyllis indifferently did Demophoon love,  
Until i'th' Sea she saw his sails to move.  
Penelope laments Ulysses stay,  
So for (22) Phyllacides, Laodamia.  
Absent not long, lest time should cure her pain,  
Make her old Loves forget, new entertain.  
Helen (her husband absent) could not rest  
Alone, but lodged in a warm stranger's breast.  
What madness Menelaus was't to leave  
Sparta, whilst strangers did thy wife receive.  
Who trusts a Dove unto a Hawk to keep,  
Or to a Mountain Woolf a flock of Sheep?  
Helen no crime, no crime did Paris know,  
He did what thou or any else would do.  
Thou by occasion didst thyself abuse,  
For whose advice but thine did Helen use?  
A (23) well-bred stranger's come, her husband's gone,  
What should she do? she durst not lie alone.  
See Menelaus, Helen I acquit,  
She did but make use of a benefit.  
Neither's the sandy Boar more cruel found,  
When with his tusks he at the Dogs turns round.  
Nor th' Lioness which to her whelps gives suck,  
Nor the small Viper by some rash foot struck:  
Then th' wife that in her husband's bed doth find  
A pretty Wench: her looks express her mind.  
To fire and sword she flies, shame doth not know:  
Born like an Arrow from th' (26) Aonian Bow.  
This will the firm, the best knit-love divide,  
Such crimes as these, to wise men are denied.  
(25) Phasias most barbarously her own sons destroys,  
For to revenge their Father's perjuries.  
Such a Dire Mother hath (26) you Swallow been,  
And still her blood may on her breast be seen,  
I bid not Ladies only one bed know,  
Young wives can hardly be contented so.  
Use (27) stolen delights, but let them be concealed,  
No credit's got by such a crime revealed.  
Give no reward, lest any should it see:  
Nor let your pleasures at a set time be.  
Suspiciously let none espy you set,  
Nor must you often in one place be met.  
And when you writ, peruse that writing well:  
Some understand more than the Letters tell.  
Wronged love sharp darts will send, just wars maintain  
She that erewhile did grieve, makes you complain.  
Whilst one Atrides loved, that one was true,  
When he was criminal, she was so too.  
She hears how Laurels were in garlands born,  
And how to (28) Chrysis she was made a scorn.  
She heard the troubles 'bout (29) Lyrnesis made,  
And how the war was a long time delayed.  
She heard of these, but did the Trojan see:  
How th' Victor would his captives captive be.  
So she Aegistus doth her Lover make,  
Such a revenge did fair Tyndaris take.  
If any should your privacies make known,  
Though manifest, you may the fact disown.  
Be not too much dejected, nor exceed  
Too much in mitth, it will suspicion breed.  
Spare not to speak, favour by that is gained,  
And Love by often meeting is obtained.  
There are that teach th' effects of herbs to prove,  
But in my judgement those things poison love.  
Pepper with (30) biting Nettle-seed they bruise,  
With (31) yellow Pellitory Wine infuse.  
The Goddess with no such things love compels  
That under th' shady hill of (32) Eryx dwells.  
Eat the white Skalion from (33) Pelasgis sent,  
Or garden herbs, which will not love prevent.  
Or Eggs, or Honey which on Hymettus flows,  
Or th' Apple Which upon the Pinetree grows.  
Erato, why dost thou to Magic turn?  
A nearer way my Chariot wheel will run.  
You that by my advice your own conceal,  
By th' same advice may others thefts reveal.  
Blame not my levity, always with one wind,  
The bending Keel doth not a passage find.  
Sometimes the North, sometimes the Eastern gales,  
Oft South, oft West-winds swell the linen sails.  
The Charioteer doth now let slack his rain,  
Anon he curbs his horses in again.  
There's some that will indulgencies abuse,  
Though they no rival have, their Mistress lose:  
Hearts in prosperity more lofty are,  
Blessings 'tis hard, with equal minds to bear.  
So strength doth by degrees the fire forsake,  
On which the Ashes do a covering make.  
But yet the heap turned o'er new fire burns:  
Extinguished flames, and former light returns.  
So Love grown dull, must be stirred up, and when  
It falls asleep, it must be roused again.  
Keep her mind warm, let fear her heart assail,  
At the detection of thy crime look pale.  
How much, how oft, not which my verse contains,  
he's blest on whom an injured Maid complains.  
She 'swounds soon as his guilt doth reach her ears,  
Bereft of speech, liveless, the wretch appears.  
I'm he whose hair she furiously would tear,  
To whose soft eyes she would her sharp nails bear,  
Whom, weeping she may see, angry looks give,  
Without whom fain she would, but cannot live.  
Ask not how long? she grieves but a short space:  
Let not her anger strengthen by delays.  
Now both your arms about her white neck cast,  
And weeping let her be by you embraced.  
Kiss her lamenting, court the weeping Maid,  
Ratify peace, so passion is allayed.  
When she's enraged, and doth with anger swell,  
Request but Marriage-Rites, and all is well;  
That anger dissipates, there peace resides,  
And in that place (believe me) grace abides.  
The Doves that newly fought, will bill and sport,  
And one another with soft murmurs court.  
Chaos confused first without order was:  
The Earth, the Heaven, and Sea, had all one face.  
Heaven's put from earth, vast Seas embrace the land,  
And Chaos doth in parts digested stand.  
Wild Beasts in Woods, Birds in the Air abide,  
And Fishes in the watery streams do gli de  
Then man i'th' solitary field did rove,  
And with mere strength his untaught body move.  
The wood his house, herbs meat, green leaves his bed,  
He with no other a long time was fed.  
Sweet pleasure softened his fierce mind, they say,  
Together man and wife in one bed lay.  
No skilful Master taught them what to do,  
How to perform Love's Act, no Art can show.  
Birds had what they could love, and Fish did meet  
Ith' midst of th' stream, to taste this untouched sweet.  
The Do the Buck pursues, small worms their kind,  
And the Salt-Bitch unto the Dog is lined.  
The glad Ewe skips, a Bull the Heifer gains,  
And the Shee-Goat the unclean he sustains.  
Keen Mares unto the Horse will find a way,  
Nor them can interposed Rivers stay.  
Prescribe strong remedies, that will assuage,  
And only give a Requiem to her rage.  
These, than Machaon's drugs, are far more sure;  
If you offend, these pardon will procure.  
Whilst these I sing, Apollo doth inspire,  
And with his finger strikes his golden lyre.  
In's hand a Laurel, Laurel doth enclose  
His sacred brow, which him a Poet shows.  
Thou Teacher of soft Love (to me thus spoke)  
Unto my Temple all thy Scholars take.  
There is a Motto, which through th'world doth go,  
That every one should learn himself to know.  
Who knows himself alone shall wisely love,  
He to the utmost his design will move.  
He that a sweet face hath, let it be seen,  
He that looks red, oft on her shoulder lean.  
He that speaks well, let not his tongue be slow,  
Or sing, or drink, what he can best, that do.  
Let not the learned in his speech declaim,  
Nor the mad Poet boast his excellent strain.  
So Phoebus warns, Phoebus' advice obey,  
Credit what ere his sacred mouth shall say.  
He that doth wisely love (to come more near)  
Shall by my Art win, and his wished prize wear.  
Always the earth affords not her increase,  
To help the ship sometimes the winds do cease.  
Small things advantage, great things love oppose,  
And much a Lovers courage undergoes.  
As Hares in Athos, or on Hybla Bees,  
As many fruits as grow on Pallas Trees,  
As th' shore of shells, so full is Love of pain,  
Which we endure, and which we must sustain.  
They'll say she's walked out, though you her did spy,  
Imagine 'tis so, do not trust your eye.  
Is the gate shut? she promised should stand wide,  
Suffered, and lay yourself down on your side:  
Perhaps her counterfeiting Maid may cry,  
What man is that which at the door doth lie?  
Embrace the posts, the cruel wench speak fair,  
In your head Roses from the wall plucked, wear.  
If she calls, come, if not, go from the gate,  
It ill becomes ingenious men to wait.  
Your Mistress bids, but would not have you go,  
Those be her words, her meaning is not so.  
Take nothing ill, her blows imagine sweet,  
Neither disdain to kiss her dainty feet.  
But these are toys, my Muse speaks greater things,  
Be present all, hear what my fancy sings.  
Hard things we set on, virtue's always so,  
The Art of Love must all endeavours know.  
Suffer a rival, conquest is with thee,  
And thou a Victor in Jove's Tower shalt be.  
Think it no man, but some Arcadian Oak,  
(No more I'll speak of that) that such things spoke.  
If she but beek, forbear, if writ, sit still,  
And let her go and come whither she will.  
Such things must married men with wives endure,  
When they would have sweet sleep, their parts secure.  
Here I confess my Art imperfect is,  
What shall I do? I'm ignorant in this?  
Shall I endure my Mistress to be courted  
Before my face, with rage not be transported?  
One kissed my Mistress, at which I complained,  
Our love's with so much barbarousness are stained.  
This vice not once hath hurt, he excels me,  
That with all h●r pretenders can agree.  
Better let thefts unknown obscured lie,  
Lest she forget her feigned modesty.  
Young men don't strive your failing loves to take,  
Lest they should vows in their offences make.  
Detected loves increase, both being espied  
In the same fault, their loves are faster tied.  
There is a fable through the whole world taught,  
How Mars and Venus were by Vulcan caught.  
Great Mars submitting unto Venus' love  
Of a blunt soldier did an Amourist prove.  
Venus (than whom no Goddess is more kind)  
Did condescend to satisfy his mind.  
How oft the wanton jeered her husband's foot,  
And's hardened hands, so oft i'th' fire put?  
She with Mars imitating Vulcan's pace,  
Unto her form adds a becoming grace.  
At first they met and acted privately,  
The fault itself was full of modesty,  
The Sun disclosed (who can deceive the Sun?)  
And Vulcan knew that which his wife had done.  
Sol thou didst ills create, let something be  
Asked for thy silence, she will grant it thee.  
Mulciber pitched a net about his bed  
On every side, by which their sight's misled,  
A journey feigns to (34) Lemnos, th' Lover's 〈◊〉  
Both naked lie entangled in his net.  
He calls the Gods, they caught i'th' net show all  
Venus could scarce abstain from tears let fall.  
They cannot frame their looks, they are so ty'●,  
Nor their obscene parts with their hands can hi●  
One smiling, said, unconquered Mars to me  
Transfer those bonds, if they a barthen be.  
Scarce Neptune at thy prayers he them unties,  
Mars unto Crete, Venus to Paphos hies.  
It profits not, before they covered it.  
Which shameless now they openly commit.  
'Tis said, thou didst confess thy foolery,  
And of thy passion hast repent thee.  
This I forbidden, and so doth Venus too,  
She felt it first, and she forewarns it you.  
Unseen nets do not for your rival lay,  
Nor intercept his letters by the way.  
Let those men take such things, if any must,  
That are by fire and water rendered just.  
Lo I acknowledge nought but Love is here,  
Nor do these lines any chaste Matron jeer.  
What profane man dares (35) Ceres rites that knows,  
Or Samothracian sacred things disclose?  
It is a virtue secrets to conceal,  
As great a vice things sacred to reveal.  
For babbling Tantalus did want his food,  
And thirsty in the middle waters stood.  
Venus would have her sacred rites be hidden,  
And all divulgers are from hence forbidden.  
Though Venus mysteries are not closed found  
In Chest that will not with fierce blows resound,  
Yet chief we this observation keep,  
That they for ever do in silence sleep.  
If Venus any where disclothed stand,  
Her secrets she concealeth with her hand.  
 will generate i'th' open day,  
But seen by Maids, they turn their eyes away.  
Strong doors and beds unto our thefts agree,  
In modesty most part must covered be.  
Opacous clouds we wish for, and the night:  
We would have less of the disclosing light.  
When from the Sun and Rain no roof did shield,  
But th' Oak both food and covering did yield;  
In Groves and Caves people their pleasures try,  
So great a care they had to modesty.  
Now for our nightwork we have titles sought,  
Nothing unless well praised for much is bought.  
Be constant unto none, that so you may,  
This I might once have had, of many say.  
You may such Ladies with your finger show,  
But it is rudeness if you touch them so.  
That which if true they would deny, some feign;  
Saying that they have with such Ladies lain.  
Though they their bodies cannot, yet their name  
They will, although not criminal, defame.  
Go then thou hateful pander, shut the door,  
And add to it a hundred locks or more.  
What matter? when her shame about is spread,  
And what she is not, she'd be credited.  
We sparingly talk of our constant Lover,  
And her mysterious thefts our Faiths do cover.  
Let not your love her imperfections know,  
It avails many to dissemble so.  
He did not Andromeda's colour scorn,  
That swiftly on a flying-horse was born.  
Andromache to others seemed tall,  
Yet Hector her his little one did call.  
Acquaintance makes that handsome which is worst,  
For Love will many faults espy at first.  
When a young slip gins its root to take,  
Each blast of wind the tender plant will shake.  
But being grown, it will resist all gales,  
And bearing fruit against the wind prevails.  
So imperfections vanish in a day,  
What is not handsome, seems so by delay.  
Young tender Kids will not endure the Goat  
At first, but he in time inclines them to't.  
With fit terms mend her faults, call her brown which  
Hath a look darker than Illyrian pitch.  
Call a squint, Venus; Pallas, a yellow skin,  
And call her slender that looks lank and thin.  
A low one, active call; one gross, full faceed;  
So let each fault in some near grace be placed.  
Where she was born, her age do not desire,  
Nor what she to the (36) Censor gave inquire.  
If she want youth, and be of riper years,  
Or if she plate her gray-inclining hairs,  
Oh youths these ages both are fruitful known;  
These fields will bear good Corn, they must be sown.  
Pains must in youth and strength be undergone,  
Age with a silent foot comes stealing on.  
Either go to the Sea's, or blow the Land,  
Or to the wars with weapons in your hand.  
Or else incline yourself to court a Maid,  
This is a war too, this hath rich men made.  
Add prudence to your work, which all prefers,  
And custom which makes all Artificers.  
Their loss of youth with neatness they'll supply,  
And all means to defer old age will try.  
In divers manners they act Venus' plays,  
No Tables can describe more several ways.  
Husbands and wives both so indifferent seem.  
We can't think they, stirred up delights esteem.  
I hate the bed which yields not mutual joys,  
And that makes me contemn the love of boys.  
I hate her that gives of necessity  
Being barren, of her wool doth dreaming lie.  
Pleasure which duty grants I count not so,  
No Maid to me shall such a duty owe.  
I love to hear her wearied voice desire,  
That I would longer stay, bid me respire.  
May I my Mistress conquered eyes look on,  
Languish with love, bidding her griefs be gone.  
Nature to youth gives not these gifts, to some,  
They do not until past (37) seven Lustra's come.  
Wine drunk too new is sour, give me a cup  
Of year-old Wine unto the brim filled up.  
Fierce blasts the tender Plane tree will destroy,  
And Meads new cut will the bare feet annoy.  
To Helen could Hermione compare;  
Is Gorge like unto her Mother fair?  
Who ere doth vow's to an old Venus raise,  
If he remain, merits condign praise.  
Lo the concealing bed two Lovers hides  
My Muse before their chamber door abides.  
There what to say they need not learn, nor will  
Their wanton hands within the bed lie still.  
Their fingers will learn how to act their parts.  
And in what private place love sticks his darts.  
Thus Hector did Andromache assayl,  
He did not only in field-wars prevail.  
Achilles with Lyrnesis did no less,  
When wearied he would a soft bed compress:  
Briseis closed fast in those arms remained,  
Which he before with Phrygian gore had stained.  
What wanton, did it please thee that he should  
In his victorious arms thy body fold?  
Trust me, too soon such pleasure must not be  
Acted, but by degrees and leisurely.  
If you perceive where she would have your hand,  
Then let not bashfulness your joys withstand.  
You shall behold her eyes dart radiant beams,  
Like the refulgent Sun in liquid streams.  
Perhaps she'll shrieke, or gentle whispers make,  
Sweetly complain, such yielding language speak.  
What once you do attempt, leave not undone,  
Nor let her in that course before you run.  
Keep both together, pleasure is more sweet,  
In full consent, when both the Sexes meet.  
This way observe, when leisure will allow,  
When fear will not to act love's part show how.  
When as delaye's not safe, then ply the Oar,  
Make use of time, spur a free horse the more.  
I've done, give me the palm young gallants now,  
And place a Myrtle Garland on my brow.  
Of Surgeons Podalyrius was the best  
For strength Achilles, wisdom (38) Nestor's breast.  
Sage (39) Calchas; Ajax stout: skilful they named  
Automedon: and I for love am famed.  
Celebrate me your Poet, give me praise,  
My name an Echo through the world shall raise.  
Vulcan (40) t' Achilles, I give arms to you,  
Vanquish with yours, as he was wont to do.  
Who with my steel makes the Amazon bow,  
Must write, to conquer, Naso taught me ●ow.  
The soft-skined Maids desire my precepts too,  
Lo, my next care shall be t'accomplish you.   
The end of the second Book.   

Annotations on the second Book OF Publius Ovid Naso, De Arte Amandi.  
(1) IO Paean) Iô is an exclamation expressing joy and satisfaction at any thing: the Romans used it in their solemn Triumphs, where the soldiers following, cried out, Iô Triumph. Hor. Car. 4. Ode. 2.  
Tuque dum procedis, Iô Triumphi,  
Non semel dicemus, Iô Triumph.  
And Iô triumph whilst thou passest by,  
We many times will, Iô triumph cry.  
Quae vox exultantium prae gandio est (saith Ascensius upon the place) whence to sing Iô Paean, is to praise or sing hymns to Apollo.  
(2) Maeonian man) Homer, called also Maeonides from his Father Maeon.  
(3) The Priameian) Paris, so called from his Father Priam, who sailed from Amyclae, a City in Peloponnesus, with his fair prize Helen, that exquisite piece of beauty, of whom Dares Phr. describing Castor and Pollux, fuerunt alter alteri similis, capillo flavo, etc. Castor and Pollux were like each other, having yellow hair, great eyes, clear complexions, slender, and extremely handsome: Helen was like them, beautiful, of a winning nature, courteous, etc.  
(4) Hippodamia) the daughter of Oenomaus King of Elis, who proposing her a prize to him that could overcome him in a Chariot-race, was at last, by Pelops (who bribed his Charioteer Myrtylus) outrun, who together with his course won the fair Hippodamia for his Bride.  
(5) Minos doth all means of) a King of Crete by whom Daedalus was imprisoned in the Labyrinth which himself had built, for assisting his Queen Pasiphae in the satisfaction of her lust. Vide supra.  
(6) Boôtes nor Orion) Boôtes, Orion, and the Tegean Maid are three of the celestial constellations, the first of which is placed near ursa Minor, the second under the head of Taurus; the haft is the sign Virgo, by the Poets feigned to be Erigone, who was born in Tegea, a City of Arcadia, a Country in Peloponnesus, whereof her Grandfather Oebalus was King, after her death translated into the sign Virgo, placed in the Zodiac between Leo and Libra.  
(7) Samos and Naxos) Samos (for its near site to Thracia, called Samothrace) Naxos, Paros, and Delos are Islands in the Aegean Sea.  
(8) The Clarians love) Apollo called Clarius from Clarus a City in jonia, where he had a Temple.  
(9) Lebinthus and) Lebinthus, Calydna, and Astipalaea, are three Islands of the Sporades in the Mediterranean, near Crete.  
(10) Aemonian Arts) Witchcrafts from the many Witches that in ancient time practised in Aemonia, here dwelled the dire Witch Erichtho, and here grew all sorts of herbs that were advantageous to their hellish incantations. Lucan. lib. 6.  
Thessala quinetiam tellus herbasque nocenteis  
Rupibus ingenuit, sensuraque saxa canentes  
Arcanum serale Magos, ibi plurima surgunt, etc.  
Englished by Mr. May.  
Besides Thessalia's Fields, and Rocks do bear  
Strange kill herbs, and plants, and stones that hear  
The charming Witches murmurs: there arise  
Plants, that have power to force the Deities.  
Medea there a stranger, in those fields  
Gathered worse herbs than any Cholcos' yields.  
(11) With Circe) an Enchantress living at Circeum, a Promontory in Italy, whither Ulysses companions being driven by a storm at Sea, were by the Witch transformed into Swine; whom Ulysses by his policy persuaded to restore to their pristine forms, which she no sooner had done, but with them he came away, leaving the loathsome habitation of that accursed Enchantress. Hom. Odies. 10. Meta. 14.  
(12) Hylas ravished) the Son of Theodamas King of Scythia, who going with Hercules out of the Ship Argo, to get an Oar in the Woods of Mysia, and lying down to drink on the bank of the River Askanius, he was by the Water-Nymphs called Naides plucked in and ravished.  
(13) Calypso wail) Daughter to Oceanus and Thetys', she governed the Isle Ogygia, betwixt the Seas Phoenicium and Syriacum, whither the Sea-beaten Ulysses by a storm being driven, was by her entertained, whom she falling in love with, admitted to her bed, and detained the space of seven years, till he was by the destinies commanded thence. Hom. Odies. 1.  
(14) Simois) a River in Asia rising out of the Mount Ida, and running all along by Troy, after which meeting with the River Xanthus, they together make a great Fen or Marish, whence they expatiate themselves into the Hellespont near the Promontory Sygaeum. So in Epist. 1. ad Ulyssem.  
Hac ibat Simois, hîc est Segeia tellus:  
Hic steterat Priami regia celsa Senis.  
Here flowed Simois, this is Segeian Land,  
And here did Priam's stately Palace stand.  
(15) Dolon's Death) a Trojan of admirable celerity, who being sent a spy into the Grecian Camp, was taken by Ulysses, to whom in hope of pardon he revealed the Trojan Counsels, and betrayed Rhesus King of Thrace, who was then journeying to Troy, with the white horses, whereon depended the Trojan fate, after all which he was slain by Ulysses. Hom. Iliad. 40.  
(16) Atalanta shun) a Lady of superlative beauty, averse to Venus, but being daily solicited with the many importunities of divers Lovers, she promised herself to him that could overrun her in a foot-race; which Hippomanes (after the vain assays of many) undertaking, by casting in her way three golden Apples which she stayed to take up, overcame and married her. Metam. lib. 10.  
O quoties, cum jam posset transire, morata est  
Spectatosque diu vultus invita reliquit!  
How oft she stayed, when she could have outgone;  
Unwillingly his face left looking on!  
(17) Melanion cause) Hippomanes, so called 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, from his throwing Apples out of his hand.  
(18) Dice) Players at Dice both by the Elibertine and Constantinopolitan Council under Justinian were punished with Excommunication, and Horatius (lib. 3. Carm. Ode. 24.) saith it was by Law then forbidden.  
Sou mavis vetita legibus aleae  
Quum perjura patris fides  
Consortem socium fallat & hospitem,  
Indignoque pecuniam  
haeredi properet.  
Or at the Dice by Laws denied  
His Father's perjured Faith doth play,  
And cheats his friend, so that he may  
Wealth for his worthless heir provide.  
But yet Xenophon (lib. 3. de dictis Socratis) adviseth to play at Tables or Dice, to divert from idleness.  
(19) Foe of Glass) this game of Chess invented (say some) by Pyrrhus, or, as others, by Palamedes at the siege of Troy, was much practised amongst the Romans; their men they made sometimes of Wax, but most commonly of Glass. Martial. lib. 7. Epig. 71.  
Sic vincas Noviumque Publiumque  
Mandris, & vitreo latrone clausos.  
You may of Novius and Publius win,  
With Knights, and with your man of glass shut in.  
(20) Her bed) The Romans chief time of entertainment was at supper, their Tables were round, about which were placed three beds, whereon the guests did not sit, but lie along, three usually on a bed, each of their feet behind the others back, where they put off their shoes because they would not foul the beds, for the most part richly covered. Terrent. Heautont.  
Accurrunt servi, so●e●s detrahunt  
Video alios fe●● n●re lect●, sternere, coenam parare,  
Some servants run, away their shoes do bear,  
Some hasting beds do spread, supper prepare.  
(21) He before did) Hercules whom the Poets feign to sustain Heaven upon his shoulder, it being too ponderous for Atlas, he being enamoured on Omphale, Queen of Lydia, casting away his Club, and Lion's skin, to obtain her love, did not refuse to take a basket of wool, and a distaff into his hand, which made his wife Deianira cry out. Epist. 9  
Quem non mille ferae, quem non Stheneleius host is,  
Non potuit Juno vincere, vicit amor.  
Whom not a thousand monsters, Grecian arms,  
Whom Juno near could conquer, beauty charms.  
(22) Phyllacides Laodamia) Protesilaus, called Phyllacides from Phyllace a Town in Thessaly, he was the first of the Grecians slain by Hector; his wife Laodamia so firmly loved him, that requesting the Gods but to see the shadow of her slain husband, and obtaining, expires in the embracing of it.  
(23) A well-bred stranger) Paris, on whom Das Phry. gives this character, Paridem candidum, longum, fortem, oculis pulcherrimis, capillo molli & flavo, ore venusto, voce suavi. Paris was courteous, tall, valiant, he had fair eyes, soft yellow hair, a pleasing countenance, and an enticing voice.  
(24) Aonian Bow) Apollo's Bow with which he slew the Monster Python. Metam. lib. 1.  
(25) Phasias most barbarously) Medea, who slew her two Sons that she bore to Jason before his face, because he forsook her, and married Creüsa. Vide supra.  
(26) Yond Swallow) Progne, who slew her Son Itys, to revenge the rape committed by her husband Tereus, upon her Sister Philomela, for which bloody murder she was turned into a Swallow, whose breast is still stained with her Son's blood. Metam. lib. 6.  
— Neque adhuc de pectore caedis  
Excessere notae, signataque sanguine pluma est.  
— the murdering marks remain  
Upon her breast, the blood her feathers slain.  
(27) Stolen delights) the strict Reader may, censuring this place, as judging it too light and wanton to be inserted by a Christian, detract from the whole; but I hope he will acquiesce with satisfaction, when I shall tell him I intended to have slipped this and some other excrescents from the body of the tree; but considering without declining my resolutions of rendering it an exact translation, without prejudice to the Author, and censure to myself, I could not do it, I offer them to modest eyes to be looked upon, as indeed they are, the documents of a Heathen.  
(28) Chrysis) the Daughter of Apollo's Priest, and Agamemnon's Mistress, who being forced to restore her to her Father, did in her room ravish Briseis from Achilles.  
(29) Lyrnesis) Briscis, called Lyrnesis from the place where she was born, whom A●rides after the departure of Chrysis, seized or, which 〈◊〉 great contentions betwixt him and Achiller. 〈◊〉. lib. 1. Iliad.  
(30) Biting Nettle-seed) the 〈◊〉 of the 〈◊〉: Romant, which hath of all other the●● 〈…〉 stinging quality, and stirreth up 〈…〉.  
(31) Yellow Pellitory) not that the 〈◊〉 or flower● be yellow, but he calls it 〈…〉 the yellow bunch, or knob in the mid●● 〈◊〉 the frow●●● like that of a Daisy.  
(32) Of Eryx dwell.) E●yx is a M●● 〈…〉 cily, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 (saith Aelian like. 1. 〈…〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, where stands a Temple dedicate to Venus.  
(33) Pelasgis) Arcadia, so called from Pelasgus, sometimes King thereof, who planted many herbs, and made food of the roots of them.  
(34) To Lemnos) an Isle in the Aegean Sea, famous for the reception of Vulcan, who for his deformity, being ejected Heaven by the gods, fell upon this Isle, where, being lamed by the fall, he forged Thunderbolts for Jupiter.  
(35) Ceres rites) Ceres Daughter to Saturn and Ops (the first that devised the manner of sowing Wheat and Barley, for which she was deified) had her rites, which (saith Cicero) long maximis & occultissimis Ceremoniis continentur, were contained in great and hidden mysteries, which it was death for any of her Priests to disclose.  
(36) Censor gave) the Censors were officers in Rome, to whom every one gave in their names, with the full value of their estates: these took notice of all such as were ill husbands, neglected their Farms, or left their Vines untilled.  
(37) Seven Lustras) a Lustrum is the space of five years, every fifth year the Censors purging the Roman Army with Sacrifice; so that seven Lustras is the space of thirty five years.  
(38) Nestor's breast) the Son of Neleus and Cloris, he excelled for wisdom and eloquence, by which he so much advantaged the Grecians, that Agamemnon said he doubted not, if he had but ten Nestor's, suddenly to vanquish and overcome the Trojans.  
(39) Chalcas) a Greeian Augur, the Son of Thestor: he accompanied the Grecians in the Trojan expedition, where because he much excelled in the Art of divining, many great things were swayed by his Counsel.  
(40) TO Achilles) Vulcan at the request of Thetys', forged a suit of Arms for Achilles, the shield was beautified with most excellent workmanship; for in it he presented the Earth, the Sea, and Heaven, with the Sun, Moon, Planets, and other Constellations, two exquisite Cities, a field of Corn, a golden Vine, and several other admirable curiosities. Hom. Iliad. 18. lib.  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉,  
〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉.  
She with these glittering arms from Vulcan hies,  
And like a Hawk down to Olympus flies.   

The third Book OF Publius Ovid Naso, De Arte Amandi.  

The Argument.  
Venus' commands, the Poet doth obey,  
Affords her Sex his skill: how Ladies may  
By Art the faults of Nature rectify:  
What Books to read: what ways for love to try:  
What places to frequent; how to ensnare  
The Amourist: what persons to beware:  
How to revive dead flames, and to beguile  
Their wary Guardians: at what times to smile  
Upon their servants; last of all to fly  
By Procris story, baleful jealousy.   

THe Greeks I first have harnessed; now remain  
Arms for (1) Penthesilea and her train.  
Go both alike prepared; they upon whom  
Venus and Cupid smile will overcome.  
For th' naked to resist the armed 'tis vain,  
Men by such victories no honour gain.  
But Snakes why doffed thou poison; some will say,  
Or makest whole folds unto the Wolf a prey?  
Repreach not all, for some's offences done,  
Let each be as she merits looked upon.  
Though Menelaus Helen can accuse,  
And Helen's Sister Aga●emnon rues:  
Though by Eriphiles crime (2) Oeclides fell  
Alive, on his ' live horses, down to Hell:  
Yet virtuous did Penelope remain  
Four Lustra's, till her Lord came back again.  
Behold Phylacides, whose (3) wife they say  
T' follow her husband died before her day.  
Pheretiadas redeemed by his wife,  
Who for his safety offered her own life.  
Receive me Capaneus (4) Iphias cries,  
we'll mingle Ashes so i'th' (5) Rogus dies.  
Ladies are really all virtue, than  
No wonder if so much they please us men.  
But yet our Art requireth not such minds,  
With lighter sails my Pinnace passage finds.  
Nothing but amorous loves by me are moved,  
And I instruct how women must be loved.  
Women, love's bow and flames will easily shake,  
But not so soon on men impression make.  
Men oft prove faithless, Maids not oft untrue,  
Such crimes (if thou inquirest) they have few.  
Unconstant Jason Phasias forsakes,  
Another Bride into his bosom takes.  
(6) Theseus' Ariadne left alone  
A prey to Sea-fowls in a place unknown.  
Inquire so many ways why (7) Phyllis went,  
And did with careless hair i'th' Woods lament?  
Elisa's (8) Guest did unto her afford,  
Though she religious was, a death, a sword.  
I●e teach what loft you, ignorant in love,  
You wanted Art, and Art doth love improve.  
They'd never know, but Cythera commands  
That I should teach, whilst she before me stands,  
What have the wretched Girls discerned, saith she,  
That men are a●m'd, and they unarmed be?  
Two books have made them Artists, here's a part,  
Remain to be instructed by thy Art.  
Who to's (9) Therapuean Bride reproach did raise  
Since on a happy Lyre hath sung her praise.  
If you be wise, don't handsome Maid's disdain,  
But whilst you live labour their grace to gain.  
This said, her head being bound with Myrtle, she  
Did pluck a leaf, and gave some grains to me.  
We feel the sacred gift, Heaven brighter shines,  
And at this time all care my breast declines.  
Ladies whilst wits be ripe, my Arts require,  
What modesty, her law, and rites inspire.  
Remember that old age will come, and so  
You'● let no time from you neglected go:  
Whi●'st youthful age permits it, you must play,  
Years like to current waters steal away.  
For to recall past streams, it is in vain,  
Nor shall an hour once past return again.  
Lay hold on time, which goes, and comes no more;  
So pleafing follows not as went before.  
These withered stems I Violets have seen,  
From this bare Thorn I've got a Garland green.  
The time will come, thou that dost love deny,  
Grown old, forsaken in thy bed shalt lie.  
Ith' night thy door shall not with blows be pressed,  
Nor th' entrance in the morn with Roses dressed.  
Alas how soon the face lets furrows in,  
And colour fades, though set in purest skin.  
Your tresses will grow thin, and you will say,  
That from a child they ever have been grey.  
Snakes with their skins do cast their age off too,  
And Hearts their horns being cast, their strength renew.  
Helpless your time doth post to get, don't stay,  
The flower which ungot doth soon decay.  
Childbirth makes youth to age the sooner yield,  
Continual harvests make a barren field.  
Luna at her (10) Endymion did not blush,  
Nor is Aurora 'sham'd of (11) Shafalus.  
Venus, to pass by Adonis ', how, tell me,  
Hadst thou Aeneas and Hermione?  
To follow goddess ways ye mortals try,  
Nor to desiring men your sweets deny.  
Though they unconstant prove, what do you lose?  
No loss at all, though thousand times they use.  
Iron will wear, and Flint by use grows less,  
No fear of that parts loss doth ere oppress.  
To light at others Torches who'll disdain;  
Or who the vast Sea labours to restrain?  
Some women do not profit, thus they'll speak,  
What? is all water lost but what you take?  
My Art none prostitutes, but doth reprove  
Your idle fears, no loss proceeds from love.  
Soft Gales serve whilst i'th' Haven we do ride,  
But stronger winds, when in deep floods we glide.  
I with their dress begin, trimmed Vines abound  
With Wine, and rank Corn grows in well tilled ground.  
Form is God's gift, and all thereof are glad,  
Although the greater part that gilt ne'er had.  
Care will give beauty, which neglect decays,  
Were it like to th' Idalian goddesses.  
Though Maids of old did not take so much care,  
Nor men such curious apparel wear.  
What if Andromache's  did not surpass,  
No marvel, her husband a blunt soldier was.  
What should the wife of Ajax, unto whom  
A sevenfold shield was made, adorned come?  
Formerly they were rude, now Rome doth rise,  
And th' wealth of all the conquered world enjoys.  
The (12) Capitol with all that it hath see,  
And you will say, it might Jove's Palace be.  
The (13) Curia, worthy such a Council gained,  
Was covered with straw when Tatius reigned.  
These Palaces that glitter 'gainst the Sun  
Were places once for beasts to graze upon.  
I'm b●●n in the last age, I'm glad of it;  
Old 〈◊〉 please some, these do my humours fit.  
Not 〈◊〉 gold is found in the earth's womb,  
Nor 'cause that Pearls from divers shores do come;  
Not because Marble from the Hills we dig,  
Nor 'cause we Vessels to the green Sea rig.  
But 'cause weare civilised, neatness maintain,  
Nor ancient rudeness to our times remain.  
Your cars with stones too costly do not store,  
Which the tanned Indian gathers on the shore.  
In cloth of gold, grave women, do not joy:  
That wealth by which you seek us, oft lay by.  
Neatness will take, your hairs in order place,  
It is the hand that makes or mars a face.  
There's more than one dress, that which is most cult  
M●ke choice of, but first with your glass consult.  
Long visaged with a parted hair shows well,  
S● ●aodamin's tresses did excel,  
Th●●● that round visaged are disclose their ears,  
And in their forehead a small peak appears.  
Here one doth with her hair neglected stand,  
Such thou art Phoebus with thy Lyre in hand.  
Another like Diana is attired,  
When sheet ' o'ertake a frighted beast desired.  
It becomes this to waft her hair i'th' wind,  
And that it doth impede her looks to bind.  
This bedecked with Cyllenian shells is brave,  
And that an Apron wears like to a wave.  
You cannot count leaves on well branching trees,  
Nor number Alpine Beasts, or Hybla's Bees:  
Nor can I every dressing represent,  
Each day doth several new Modes invent.  
Neglected hair doth many grace, you'll say,  
What's newly combed was not since yesterday.  
Art covers much, jole Alcides spies,  
No sooner seen, but I'm in love, he cries.  
Bacchus for thee (14) forsaken Gnossis, cares,  
Satyrs rejoicing into's Chariot bears.  
O how indulgent nature is to you,  
How many ways you may things lost renew!  
If bald, or hair through age fall off as fast  
As leaves from trees blown with a Northern blast:  
Or grey, it may with Germane herbs died over  
Receive a better tincture than before.  
Some women will, that have their hair well grown,  
Wear others, and for gain cut off their own.  
Shame not to buyed in public; I've seen some  
Openly 'mongst a throng of Virgins come:  
Why stay I upon , ruffs do not buy,  
Nor Wool that's twice dipped in a Tyrian dye,  
When enough colours are at cheaper rates:  
They're mad that on their backs wear their estates.  
Behold the colour of the sky, when clear,  
And in the warm South no dark clouds appear.  
Or (15) Phryxus colour choose, which he, 'tis said,  
And Helle got by Ino's craft betrayed.  
This's like a wave, and thence a name it had,  
With this I do believe Sea-Nymphs are clad.  
That yellow imitates, the Goddess shines  
In yellow, that th' (16) light-bringing horses joins.  
This Purple Amethyst, this Paphian green,  
As th' Thracian Crane, or as white Roses seen.  
Acorns and Almonds Amarillis pull:  
Some kind of wax doth give a name to wool.  
As many Flowers as in the Spring earth bears,  
When Vines put forth, and the cold winter wears:  
So many Dies wool takes, what doth become  
Choose: any colour suits not well with some.  
For brown light colours, fair Briseis sad:  
And she that's ravished is in mourning clad.  
White becomes black, it pleased Cepheus, who  
In such Attire did to Seriphos go.  
How oft I've warned that lust do not prevail,  
Nor that long hairs do your rough legs assail.  
I do not teach the Girls of Caucasus,  
That drink the streams of Mysian Caicus.  
What? must I teach your teeth, how to keep fair,  
Or t' wash your mouth each morn in water clear?  
You, how with wax to make them whiter know:  
What is not red by Nature, Art makes so.  
By Art the wrinkle of the brow's unspyde,  
A little leather hollow cheeks will hid.  
Be not ashamed flames in your eyes to show  
With Saffron, which doth nigh to Cydnus grow.  
I've writ one little book, yet great for care,  
In which I teach lost beauties to repair.  
Ye blemished Maids from hence your helps obtain:  
My Art hath always for your goods took pain.  
Let not your Lovers find your Boxes laid  
Upon the Table, Art concealed will aid.  
Whom will not painting of the face offend,  
Which laid too thick doth to the bosom tend?  
How Oesipum doth smell, though sent from Greece,  
Being dry, 'tis taken from a dirty fleece.  
My advice is, not openly to take  
Dee●'s marrow, or your foul teeth whiter make.  
They grace a face, but odious be to sight,  
Many things doing loathe, though done delight.  
Th' Statue which does for th' work of Myron pass,  
Sometimes a shapeless and hard substance was.  
To make a Ring, the Gold is beaten full:  
The clothes you wear sometime were baltered wool.  
The stone was rough should shadow nobleness,  
And Venus naked in a shower express.  
Adorn yourselves, when fast asleep we deem:  
Dressed by a curious hand you'll fairer seem.  
Why should I know the cause you look so fair;  
Be private when you do your looks prepare.  
Men should not all things know, they hate the sight  
Of things, that don't if unconcealed, delight.  
The guilded streamers o'er the stage, behold,  
Waving, and th' wood o'erlaid with thin leaf-gold.  
No people there, before 'tis framed, must sit,  
And whilst 'tis making, it will none admit.  
I don't forbidden in public t' dress your head;  
Nor that your locks your dainty neck o'erspread.  
But that you be not peevish then beware,  
Nor do too oft untie your loosened hair.  
I hate those Ladies that their Maids will by't,  
Scratch them i'th' face, and with their Bodkins fight.  
Being blooded it will make her curse and swear,  
And crying, lug her Mistress hateful hair.  
She that's ill-haired, to lock her door had best,  
Or always be in some close Cloister dressed.  
I suddenly my Mistress came upon,  
Surprised her hair she wrong side out clapped on.  
Let such disgraces happen to my foe,  
And the like shame to Parthian women go.  
Lame may their  be, their pasture bare,  
May their trees have no leaves, their heads no hair.  
Nor Semele, nor Leda need be taught,  
Nor (17) she, whom a feigned Ox to Sidon brought.  
Nor Helen, whom Atrides would regain,  
And whom thou Trojan Paris dost detain.  
Both fair and foul come to learn from my Art,  
But still the fairer are the lesser part.  
The fair to learn my Precepts have less need,  
Their Beauty is a gift doth Art exceed.  
The Sea composed Seamen at ease may lie,  
But when it swells, must all their skill imply.  
Most faces have some faults, which hid and do  
As much as may be, mend your body too.  
If low, sit down, lest standing you should show  
As though you sat; or to a bed couch, go,  
Where being thrown, that none your stature spy,  
Upon your feet let some lose mantle lie.  
She that's too small, may have a vail, which cast  
About her shoulders, hangs beneath her waste.  
She that's too pale, with Purple die her cheek,  
She that is black, the Pharian fish must seek.  
An ill-shaped foot hid in a dainty shoe,  
Nor from your measled legs your strings undo.  
Her that's crook-shouldered, stuff will prefer,  
A breast too flat's railed with a stomacher.  
What ere she says, be sure she point at none,  
Whose hands are fat, or nails be dirty grown.  
She must, whose breath's unsweet, not fasting speak,  
Neither a seat too near her servant take,  
If your teeth black, or out of order grow,  
Take heed lest you should them by laughing show.  
Who'd think that Ladies should be taught to laugh;  
Yet that done handsomely will set them off.  
Let not much mirth your hollow cheeks reveal,  
And ever with your lips your teeth conceal.  
Your bodies with much laughter do not strain,  
Y'are loud at any thing that's light and vain.  
Some will in laughing draw their mouth awry,  
Others do frame a face as they would cry.  
And such a ditty make with their rude voice,  
(18) As when an Ass at th'Mill doth make a noise.  
Whither will not Art extend? women are taught,  
And how to weep in handsome manner brought.  
In some 'tis handsome not to speak so plain,  
But to lisp out, their tongue some words constrain.  
It is a handsome fault, and pleaseth more,  
To learn to speak less than they could before.  
When these do profit you, approve my care;  
And with a stately step your body bear.  
There is a state in going, which doth take,  
Carriage doth Lovers, or Neglecters make.  
This moves by Art, the wind her garment swells,  
And being proud, she in her gate excels.  
That looking ruddy like an Umbrian Bride,  
Doth in her walking take a spacious stride.  
But there a rustic mode in this may be,  
One rudely walks, another leisurely.  
Let both your shoulders and your neck be bare  
For them to see, which your admirers are.  
But this white skins must do at th'sight of this  
I use, as far as it is naked, to kiss.  
Sirens (Sea-monsters) with their notes could stay  
A floating ship, if it came that away.  
Ulysses hearing these, did near relax  
His body, his (19) friends ears close stopped with wax.  
All (20) learn to sing, for singing is a grace,  
The voice is oft a pander to the face.  
Now repeat what you from the stage did bring,  
And then a verse in wand'ring measures sing.  
Ladies in (20) Music also should have skill,  
Their left hands hold a harp, their right a quill.  
Wild beasts and stones at (21) Orpheus harp did stir,  
The lake of hell, and the three-headed Cur.  
Thou just revenger of thy Mother's fall,  
The stones themselves at thy voice made a wall.  
The Fish are thought the Music to desire,  
In the known fable of Arion's Lyre.  
Learn with your hand the Psaltery to strike,  
To that, for music sweet, no music's like.  
Callimachus, and Coan Poets scan,  
Or th' Tejan wanton muse of the old man.  
The wanton Sapph read, you also may  
Read Geta's Father, who so well could play.  
And thou Tibullus read Propertius verse,  
Or some of Gallus, or thine own rehearse.  
Phryxus thy Sister's golden fleece so famed  
By Varro must amongst the rest be named.  
Aeneas flight, th'Original of Rome,  
No extant work more famed in Latium.  
My name perhaps amongst the rest is found,  
My writings shall not be in Lethe drowned.  
Read over, some shall say, our Master's charms  
So excellent, where he both Sex's arms.  
Or the three books which styled Amorum be,  
Must with an active eye be searched by thee.  
With a clear voice sing his Epistles over,  
Which he did make, unknown to all before.  
Phoebus grant this, ye Deities divine,  
Bacchus renowned, grant this ye Muses nine.  
I also (21) dancing in young Ladies love,  
As you are taught, your active fingers move.  
Motion upon the stage doth chief take,  
Their very action them a grace doth speak.  
Small things I shame to teach, as how to name  
A cast at Dice, or how to throw the same.  
Sometimes she casts three Dice, well skilled what throws  
Should lie at bottom, what to call for knows.  
At Chess she must play heedfully, be wise  
Her man is taken with two enemies.  
A man by odds surprised may move, but then  
Returning, oft renews the game again.  
Light (22) balls must also be with rackets struck,  
And you must stir no balls, but what you took.  
Play such a trick at Cards, by which appear  
How many months are in the moving year.  
How on a board three stones on each side lie,  
Which she keeps last, that gets the victory.  
Use many sports, to sport young Beauties know;  
For oftentimes love takes deep rooting so.  
It is an easy thing to use your throws,  
But harder far your carriage to compose.  
They are unwise that play with too much care,  
Then oftentimes their breasts too open are.  
They'll rage's unhandsomely, contend and brawl,  
And for their win will at variance fall.  
To make a clamorous noise it doth displease,  
Or t' call th' offended gods for witnesses.  
There is no faith at Tables found: how I  
Have seen some at their games to fret and cry:  
Jove grant that none may so themselves discover  
That any care would take to please a Lover.  
These idle sport's nature to women gave,  
But men must far more active pleasures have.  
To toss a ball, or shoot in bows well tried,  
To learn to fence, or a proud horse to ride.  
Maid's must not in the fields, or cold air go,  
Or upon Seas, that do unpleasing flow.  
But they may gently walk in Pompey's shade,  
When hot by Phoebus, Virgo's head is made.  
Or walk in Laureate Paeans Palaces  
That Paretonian ships sunk in the Seas.  
Which things his Sister and his Wife had found,  
Whilst his head was with naval honours crowned.  
The Altars of the Memphian heifer see,  
Or the three theatres that famous be.  
See the (23) Arena sprinkled with warm gore,  
Or the Goal by th' hot Chariot wheel run over.  
What is unseen's unknown, no love professed,  
'Tis pity a good face should want a test.  
If Orpheus or Thamyras you surpass  
In singing, yet unknown, you get no grace.  
Had Venus not been drawn b' Apelles skill,  
She in the waves had lain forgotten still.  
What do the sacred Poets seek but fame,  
The cusp of which is only all our aim.  
Formerly Poets were by Kings maintained.  
And rich gifts have the ancient Choruses gained.  
Their names were celebrated with regard,  
Then they did Poets with stored gold reward.  
Callabrian Ennius deserved to be  
Great Scipio contiguous to thee.  
The Ivy without honour lies, a name  
Of Idleness usurps the Muse's fame.  
Fame must awake itself, had Homer slept,  
Eternal fame his Iliads had not kept.  
Had Danaë all company refrained  
Till old, she might have in her Tower remained.  
Fair creatures, it will much advantage you,  
Often to walk out into public view.  
The Wolf for one prey to the whole flock hies:  
At a whole team of fowl Jove's Eagles flies:  
Let a fair Maid in public place be found,  
One she perchance may 'mongst amany wound.  
Be studious to please in every place,  
To get a fame, act all things with a grace:  
'Tis accidental: still hold out a hook,  
Where you least think sometimes a fish is took.  
The hills in vain sometimes by Hounds are sought,  
Whilst that a Hart unforced i'th' Net is caught.  
What could Andromede less hope than that  
Her tears should any Lover penetrate?  
Oft at a Husband's grave a new one's gained,  
Her careless head and tears will grace though feigned.  
Avoid those men that overcurious are,  
That do their locks in mode and figure wear.  
What to a thousand they to you will say,  
And in no place their wand'ring loves will stay.  
What won't a woman, when a man's more light;  
Though to have other men perchance she might.  
You'd scarce believe, yet trust, Troy had not fell  
If Priam's Council th'had observed well.  
There be under pretence of love that cheat,  
And only gain basely desire to get.  
Let not the hair deceive with Jessamy,  
Nor the small Bracelets which unfolded lie.  
Be not deceived with clothes that do adorn,  
Nor all the Rings upon his fingers worn.  
Perhaps this spruce youth may a cheater be,  
And more in love with thy fine clothes, than thee.  
Give me my own, oft Maids despoiled of all,  
Restore my clothes, will through the Forum call.  
Appiades and Venus did behold  
These strifes from Temples bright with burnished gold.  
There are some Lady's 〈◊〉 dishonest fame,  
From many faithless learn to be the same.  
By others, fear lest you should once complain,  
No man accounted faithless, entertain.  
Athenians trust not Theseus' though he swear,  
Whom he invokes, gods of his making are.  
Right heir of Theseus crime Demophoon thou  
Phyllis deceived'st: no faith remaineth now.  
Make vows to them, if they make vows to you  
If they perform, perform your promise too.  
She may as well extinguish (24) Vesta's fire,  
And from the Temple sacred things desire,  
For men Aconitum with Hemlock bruise,  
As Venus, once reward received, refuse,  
Hold in the reign my Muse, I'll come to thee,  
Nor with the moving wheel disturbed be.  
Let letters try the ford first, written fair,  
And a fit messenger those letters bear.  
Observe his language as you read it over,  
Whether he feign, or from his heart implore.  
After some time writ back to him, delay  
Doth love increase if not too long you stay.  
Give not yourself away too easily,  
Nor stiffly, what he shall request, deny.  
Make him both fear and hope as oft as you  
Remit his faults, make him less fearful too.  
Writ handsome words in an accustomed phrase,  
And a smooth stile, neat form of speech gets praise.  
Lovers at dubious words are ofttimes wild,  
Without good language a fair face is spoiled.  
Though you the (25) honour Vittae do not wear  
Your servants oft by you deceived are.  
By Boys or Maids you may your Letters send,  
But to no Lover any gifts commend.  
How I have seen Maids at such loss look pale,  
And sorrow ever after, them assail.  
he's faithless truly that such gifts detains,  
But his breast burning Aetna-like remains.  
To repel fraud, let fraud be used now,  
Arms against Arms to take, the Laws allow.  
T'write many hands you may yourselves inure,  
They're lost that would such things from me procure.  
Unless his seal you break, writ not again;  
Nor let one Letter several hands contain.  
Ladies the Writers loves, subscribed must be:  
Think oft on her, that often thinks on thee.  
If we from small to great our minds may lead,  
And our full sails in curved Havens spread.  
It concerns beauty anger to assuage,  
Peace becomes men, 'tis fit for beasts to rage.  
Rage swells the cheek, black blood i'th' veins doth start,  
Makes eyes look like to angry Gorgon's dart.  
Hence rage, a pipe's not so much worth to me,  
Said Pallas, who herself i'th' brook did see.  
Ith' height of rage, if to a Glass you go,  
Your face to be the same you'll hardly know.  
A proud and stately look no Lover brooks,  
Love is increased most with gentle looks.  
Too much disdain we hate (trust one that knows)  
The countenance the seed of hate oft sows.  
If he looks, look; and if he smile, smile too:  
Make signs to him, if he makes signs to you.  
Thus whilst he toys, the Boy his wand forsakes  
Sharp (26) pointed Arrows from his quiver takes.  
We love none sad, Ajax Tegmessa loved,  
With sprightful Ladies cheerful men are moved.  
Andromache, Tegmessa unto me,  
Neither of you two should a Mistress be.  
I scarce believe (but that a birth doth show)  
You to your husbands ere in bed you go.  
But Ajax melancholy wife hath said,  
Light of my soul, which a glad husband made.  
Who will examples from great things refuse,  
Or any great Commanders name not use?  
That this a Troop gives to be disciplined,  
Horsemen to this, ensigns to that assigned.  
Look so on us for what use each one shows  
To fit the best, in his sure place dispose.  
Let rich men give, and he that reads the Laws,  
Being eloquent, defend a Client's cause.  
We that are Poets only verses send,  
Who before others do to love pretend.  
We spread abroad the praise of a sweet face,  
We honour Nemesis, we Cynthia grace.  
Orient and Occident knew Lycoris,  
Many inquire who my Corinna is.  
Dece it is not by sacred Poets used,  
But by our Arts good manners are infused.  
Nor pride doth us induce, nor love of gain,  
We for a bed or grove all sports refrain.  
weare easily caught, we burn with fervent heat,  
And our affections are as firm as great.  
Nature by curious Art is gentler made,  
By exercise behaviour will be had.  
Lady's kind to Aonian Poets prove,  
All power they have, and them the Moses love.  
A God is in us, we with Heaven commerce,  
He doth his rays from airery Seats disperse.  
'Tis sin, with Poet's riches to expect,  
Ah but alas! Maids do this sin neglect.  
Yet at first sight do not yourselves disclose,  
New Lovers will, the nets espied, oppose.  
Naggs that are newly mouthed Grooms do not ride,  
With the same bits they well-wayed horses gu●de.  
To catch one stayed in years, and a young man,  
Neither the manner or same course is ta'en.  
he's rude, in Love's Tents never had a place,  
That as a new spoil would your bed embrace.  
He knows none else, to you alone is bound,  
Great hedges must such grain as this surround.  
Competitors removed, your love you'll gain,  
For love and rule no sharers entertain.  
Old men do by degrees affection take,  
They will accept what young men will forsake.  
They'll force no doors, nor burn with boundless rage,  
Nor on their Mistress face commit a strage.  
Neither their own, or Mistress clothes they'll tear,  
Nor shall  cause to wail their plucked off hair.  
Such things those act, with youthful flames enclosed,  
But these Love's Darts receive with breasts composed.  
Old men like Torches into water put,  
Burn with a lingering fire, like wood new cut.  
These Loves are sure, those short, yet full of May,  
Then crop the fruit that will so soon decay.  
Open to th' foe, let all delivered be,  
That faith may be found in dissoyalty.  
Love easily granted will not long remain,  
Then some denials in sweet language feign.  
Let him attend the gate, cry cruel door,  
Now threaten much, and then as much implore.  
We love not things too sweet, sharper are found  
To cure us: ships with too much wind are drowned.  
This is the cause men do their wife's neglect,  
They show them at the first too much respect.  
Let th' Porter their access sometimes deny,  
For love neglected burns more ardently.  
Dull swords reject, now fight with active steel,  
I'm sure the force of my own shafts to feel.  
When the young Amourist falls in your snare,  
Hoping that none with him your love shall share,  
Seeing a rival to participate,  
But for these Arts his love would soon rebate.  
The horse, the (27) Barriers left runs well, if more  
Fellow him close at heels, or run before.  
Scorn will revive flames quite extinct, lo I  
Cannot love those that cannot me deny.  
Yet not to make him grieve much, or suppose  
Being troubled, there is more in't than he knows.  
Your Porter may console and let him know  
He troubles more than he hath cause to do.  
Pleasure with safety purchased, less we prise  
To be more free with Thais, fears devise.  
Though you might let him in at th'door, yet through  
The window take him, and seem frighted too.  
Instruct your subtle Maid to come in post,  
Cry hid the Gentleman, or w' are all lost.  
Yet you must mix his fear with love, lest he  
Should think a night cannot worth so much be.  
I'd like to have omitted how you may  
Your Guardian and watchful Nurse betray.  
Let wives their husband's fear, guard their own fame,  
Law, Duty, Modesty command the same.  
Thee whom revenge hath ransomed who'll endure  
To be restrained, aid from my Art procure.  
Though Argus many eyes attend, you shall  
By giving fair words oculate them all.  
If by your Guardian you should be denied  
To write, than (28) waters at fit time provide.  
What if your will-obeying Maid complies,  
And in her bosom doth a way devise  
To carry Letters, bring back in her shoe  
Delightful papers, what can Guardians do?  
The Maid being of your Council may give leave  
To write upon her back, which will receive  
Your characters, if them in (29) Milk you writ,  
Rubbed with a Coal are manifest to sight.  
On Paper made of humid line well dressed,  
Your characters may be unseen expressed.  
Acrisius of his Daughter care did take,  
Yet she a Grandfather of him did make.  
What can a Guardian, whilst that Stages be  
Ith' City, whilst you may horse-courses see?  
Or whilst you may to (30) Pharian Isis' go,  
Busied in sacrifice, the rest not so.  
Or whilst the goddess from men's eyes if they  
Approach her uncommanded, turns away:  
Ladies the (31) Baths do many pleasures hid,  
Then let your Guardian at the door abide  
Watching your Gown; or else feign a disease,  
So to your Chamber admit whom you please.  
Whilst a false key may reach you what to do,  
Or a Postern a way desired show.  
A Guardian also is deceived with Wine,  
Or with the Grap●s plucked from the Spanish Vine.  
And there are soporiferous cups will keep,  
And drowned their eyes in a Lethean sleep.  
So him despised your complice doth not stay  
With lingering pleasures, or a slow delay.  
But what need I so many ways prescribe,  
Since with rewards you may your Keeper bribe:  
Gifts, trust me, will both men and gods beguile,  
And Jove himself will at an offering smile.  
What do the wise since fools do presents love,  
He that reward receives, will secret prove.  
Your Keeper purchased once, he's ever so,  
he'll ne'er refuse that aid he once did show.  
Of your companions I am to complain,  
That hurt, to men doth not alone pertain.  
Believe me, they will of your pleasures share,  
And others Hounds pursue your wanton Hare.  
The Maids that doth about the beds attend,  
Trust me, more times than one, hath been my friend.  
Keep not too fair a Maid, for ofttimes she  
Hath better than her Mistress pleased me.  
Fond man what do I; make myself a prey,  
Open my breast to foes; myself betray?  
Birds teach not Powlers how to be undone,  
Nor do the Deer instruct the Dogs to run.  
I'll publish this, which help to Maids affords,  
And arm them to my loss with Lemnian swords.  
You may with ease make us believe y'are kind,  
The Amourists, with forward faiths, you'll find.  
Look on your servant, sigh and ask why he  
Hath been from you so long; then let him see  
Some tears let fall, for him deep sorrow feign,  
And in your countenance your fingers slain.  
Credulous and compassionate he'll be,  
And say, she doth this for the love of me.  
If he be spruce, and loves to look in's glass,  
he'll think the goddesses dote on his face.  
Grieve not though wrong do ne'er so great appear,  
Neither be jealous though strange things you hear.  
Trust not to tales too soon, they injure love:  
Procris example may no light thing prove.  
There is near to (32) Hymertus Flowery head  
A sacred spring, the earth with soft grass spread:  
Low Groves, where Arbutes with the grass do meet,  
Rosemary, Laurel, shady Myrtle sweet:  
There thick-leaved Box, and Tamarix also,  
There the low Shrubs, and lofty Pinetrees grow.  
So many sorts of leaves, grass tops so fair  
Were shaked by Zephyrus, a wholesome Air.  
Shafalus grateful rest, his Hounds forsaken,  
The young man in this place his ease oft took.  
Come gentle moving Air, he used to say,  
Come to my breast and fan this heat away.  
Some that by chance his words did overhear,  
Bore back the sound to his wives trembling ear.  
Air for a Harlot's name, poor Procris guest,  
Swooning she falls, with jealousy possessed.  
Looking as pale as Grapes late gathered,  
Or leaves with winter's frost enveloped.  
Pale as full Quinces which depress the Tree,  
Or Corn before 'tis fully ripe, can be.  
Her sense returned, she tears her clothes, and now  
Her dainty cheeks, with her sharp nails, doth plow.  
Baging, away she hies, dispersed her hair,  
Like Bacchus' Priest that doth the Thirsis bear.  
When she approached the place, she would take none,  
But silently enters the Wood alone.  
What wretched Procris had thy mind possessed,  
To lurk, what ardour beat within thy breast?  
Thou thoughtst that Air would come, whatever she,  
And that her virtues should discovered be.  
Thy coming grieves now 'cause thou wouldst not take  
Now't pleaseth, these unsteadfast love doth make.  
The place, name, guide command belief from thee,  
And what the mind fears, it concludes to be.  
Thus when she saw the grass with feet depressed,  
Her trembling heart did beat against her breast.  
Now Middaies Sun gave shadows less extent  
Ortus and Vesper equal in assent.  
Lo Shafalus Cyllene's stock to th' place  
Returns, and with spring-water cools his face:  
Sad Procris is concealed; o'th' grass being laid  
Come Zephyrus, come gentle Air, he said.  
Now when she saw the error of the name  
Into her face a lively colour came.  
T'embrace her husband she in haste doth rise,  
And'mongst the bushes makes a rustling noise.  
He (the sound heard) did for a wild beast look,  
And bravely up his Bow and Arrows took.  
Wretch, 'tis no beast, what dost? hold fast thy dart;  
Ah me! th' hast struck a woman to the heart.  
Ah thou hast hit a faithful breast, said she,  
This place hath ever had a wound by thee.  
Before my day I die, in jured by none,  
This place made me suspect thee faithless grown.  
From me my breath, to Air suspected, flies,  
I die; with thy loved hand close up my eyes.  
So said, her breath her careless breast did leave,  
Which her unhappy husband did receive.  
He doth her dying in his arms embrace,  
And with sad tears washeth the wound apace.  
But we'll return, and in these things be plain,  
That her wished Port my wearied Keel may gain.  
You look to Banquets, I should you conduct,  
And with fit postures for that place instruct.  
Come late, and in a handsome dress appear  
Not to be forward, speaks most welcome there.  
If you be black, yet there you'll seem most fair,  
I th' night all imperfections covered are.  
The manner must be learned to carve and eat,  
Don't with your finger's oil your face at meat.  
Feed not too much on dainties, but forbear,  
And rather let your stomach want i●s share.  
Had Helen greedy seemed to Pari● ●ves,  
He would have loathed, and disesteemed his prize.  
To drink is far more handsome, Maids, for you,  
Bacchus with Cupid joined no hurt will do.  
Yet do not drink your heads to discompose,  
Nor till in your eyes, each thing double shows.  
Women will, madified, with too much Wine,  
In any sordid copulation join.  
Nor after meat lie down to ease your eyes,  
Many disgraceful things from sleep arise.  
I shame to teach you more, but Venus she,  
Affirms our subject chief shame to be.  
Each one must actions from her body take,  
And postures all alike, you must not make.  
You that are fair, lie upwards with your face,  
Show you your back to whom your back's a grace.  
Melanion Attalanta's legs between  
His shoulders bore, if neat they must be seen.  
Low women ride (33) Thebais being tall,  
Married, ne'er sat on Hector's horse at all.  
She that would have her curious waste espied,  
Must sit upon the seat, her neck aside.  
She whose sweet form presents no fault to th' eye,  
Carelessly stretched upon the Couch may lie.  
Shame no●, like Phillis Mother, to untie,  
And 'bout your shoulders let your lose hair fly.  
You on whose breasts Lucina's wrinkles light,  
Like the swift Parthian, keep your back in sight.  
Love hath a thousand ways performed with ease,  
To lie half Supine o'th' right side, may please.  
Not Phoebus Tripos, nor horned Ammon shows  
More Truth to you, than doth my Muse disclose.  
If there be truth in Art by long use gained,  
Believe't our verses have that truth obtained.  
Women arrived at full maturity  
May these perceive, two sharing equal joy.  
Nor pleasing voices, nor sweet tunes refuse,  
And you sometimes must amorous language use.  
You to whom nature Venus sense denies,  
With a mendacious tongue pretend sweet joys.  
Unhappy Maid is she whom sense doth leave,  
Where man and woman equal sweets receive.  
Yet let not them perceive that you do feign,  
And active motions will belief obtain.  
To mention what doth please us best, forbear  
Modesty bids, yet secret signs declare.  
She that reward, Venus performed, requires,  
Not that her prayers should ere be herard desires.  
Let not the light your marriage-beds come near,  
Many things should be undiscovered there.  
The Play is done, 'tis time they should return  
That have our yoke upon their shoulders born.  
As youths before, my crowd of Maids writ thus  
Upon your spoils, Ovid instructed us.    

Annotations upon the third Book OF Publius Ovid Naso, De Arte Amandi.  
(1) PEnthisilia and) a Queen of the Amazons, Post Orythiam Penthesilea regno potita est, cujus Trojano bello inter fortissimos viros, etc. (saith Justin. lib. 2.) After Orythia Penthisilia obtained the governTrojano bello inter fortissimos viros, etc. (saith Justin. lib. 2.) After Orythia Penthisilia obtained the government, who amongst the most courageous Captains in the Trojan war, made large proof of her valour against the Grecians. She was slain before Troy, but by whom it is uncertain. Dyctis Cretensis lib. 4. saith, Achilles inter equitum turmas Penthisiliam nactus, hast a petit, etc. Achilles amongst the troops of horse finding Penthisilia wounded her with his spear; and dragging her miserably by the hair, slew her. But Dares Phrygius saith, Penthisilia Neoptolemum sauciat, ille dolore accepto, amazonum ductricem Penthisiliam obtruncat.  
Now such as shall desire to know what these Amazons were, I shall endeavour to satisfy out of Justin. lib. 2. Ulinos & Scolopitus per factionem Optimatum, doom pulsi, etc. The two young Princes, Ulinos and Scolopitus being by the Primates of Scythia, expelled their Country, drew along with them a considerable company of young men, who seating themselves in Capadocia near the River Thermodon, occupied the fields of the Themiscyrians, whom they had subjected, and for many years accustoming themselves to rob and spoil their neighbouring confines, were at last set upon and slain by the people. The wives of these men perceiving all hopes of posterity were in their husbands cut off, fall to arms; first defending themselves at home, afterwards transmitting the war to their neighbours: with whom they disdained to marry, calling it slavery, not matrimony, have dared, a singular example of all ages, to enlarge without the assistance of husbands, the bounds of their republic. Now encouraging themselves in the contempt of husbands, that some might not seem more happy than others, they slew those men that remained amongst them, and with the daily slaughter of their neighbours, they prosecute the revenge of their murdered husbands, At length by war obtaining peace to preserve the state of their Government, they prostitute their bodies to men of neighbouring Countries: their male-childrens they destroyed; but the Girls they carefully brought up, instructing them in the exercise of fencing, riding, hunting, and the like: They were called Amazon's ab 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 & 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, from the burning of their breast, that it might not impede their shooting.  
(2) Oiclides fell) Amphiaraus, called Oiclides from his Father Oicleus; a Grecian Prophet, the husband of Eriphiles, whom King Adrastus would take with him to the war of Thebes, but he foreseeing he should never return, concealing himself, was at last discovered by his wife Eriphiles to Adrastus for a chain of gold: with whom going to Thebes, an Eagle at feast stooping, snatched Amphiaraus dart, and soaring up with it, let it fall; which fixing in the ground, became a Laurel: Amphiaraus going to cut it down, was by a sudden rapture of the earth swallowed up together with his Chariot and horses; which Themis foretold in Metam. 9  
Subductaque suos manes tellure videbit  
Vivus adhuc vates—  
A living Prophet shall his own Ghost see  
Swallowed ith'earth—  
(3) Wife they say) Laodamia, who died embracing the shadow of her slain husband. vide supra.  
(4) Iphias cries) called also Evadne, the wife of Capaneus, whom she loved so entirely, that when he was slain by a Thunderbolt at Thebes, and his Funeral solemnised, she cast herself into the fire to be consumed with him.  
(5) Rogus dies) It was anciently a custom not to bury the dead bodies in the ground, but to burn them with fire, to prevent the Tyrannous abuse of their enemies, who were wont to take up, after their conquests, the dead corpse, and execute their malice upon them. This fire being made in a dead pile, was called Pyra, when burning, it was called Rogus. When the dead body was laid upon the Pyra, his eyes were again opened, to show him Heaven if it were possible, and a halfpenny put in his mouth, which they supposed to be the wages of Charon, for ferrying him over the Stygian Lake.  
(6) Theseus Ariadne) Vide supra, in Not. ad lib. 1.  
(7) Phyl●is went) the Daughter to Lycurgus King of Thrace, who prostituted her body to Demophoon, upon promise of marriage, after the composing of those differences that his absence had incurred at home: but he by the weight of his Country affairs, being detained after the limit of his promised time, gave her leisure to suspect herself despised, and despairing of the performance of his promise, hanging herself, was turned into an Almond-tree without leaves, after which Demophoon returning and embracing the naked trunk, it presently budded and put forth.  
(8) Guest did) Aeneas, who (saith Virg. lib. 4.) by the commands of the gods leaving Carthage; Dido, who was passionately in love with him, after his departure, slew herself with the Trojans sword which he had forgot behind him; yet in truth Dido lived (according to the best Chronologers) eighty odd years after the Trojan, though the Poet in his Romantic Poem take the liberty to make them contemporaries.  
(9) Therapnean Bride) Leda the wife of Tyndarus, who at Therapnae, a Village of Laconia, brought forth the Tyndarides.  
(10) Endymion doth not) a Shepherd whom Jove received into Heaven, but ambitioning the love of Juno, was first deceived with a cloud, and after for his pride ejected the celestial habitations, and doomed to perpetual sleep, whom Luna falling in love with, concealed in a Grott on Latmus a Mountain of Caria.  
(11) Shafalus) a young man, the husband of Procris, with whom Aurora falling in love, when she could by no means make him decline his chastity, ravished him by force.  
(12) Capitol) a famous Tower in Rome, built by Tarqvinius Superbus, on the Tarpeian Mount, after called Mons Saturnius, or Satur's Mount, where the glorious spoils of the Roman Conquerors were hung up. It was called the Capitol, because when the foundation was laid, a man's head was digged up fresh and lively, as if it had been newly buried, it being supposed the head of one Tolus long before deceased, whence from Caput and Tolus it was called Capitolium.  
(13) Curia worthy) There were in Rome several Curia's, of which chief one built by Tullus Hostilius, thence called Curia Hostilia, which was the chief Council-house, whither the Roman Senators assembled themselves for the determining of state-matters.  
(14) Forsaken Gnossis) Ariadne, whom Theseus forsaking, Bacchus found and took to wife, bestowing on her the Cnossian Crown, beautified with seven stars, which he before received of Venus.  
(15) Phryxus colour) Phryxus the Son of Athamas, King of Thebes, who with his Sister Helle, to escape the cruelty of their Stepmother Ino, mounted on the back of a golden Ramm, crossing over the Pontic straits, Helle fell off and was drowned in the Sea, which from her name was called Hellespont. But Phryxus arriving in safety at Colchos, sacrificed his Ramm to Jupiter, hanging up his golden fleece in the Temple, whence it was afterwards taken by Jason, and the rest of the Argonantes. The Ramm in his pristine form was placed among the Stars, and is known by the Vernal Equinoxial Sign Aries.  
Impositamque sibi qui non bene pertulit Helen  
Tempora nocturnis aequa durna facit.  
He that in safety did not Helle bear,  
Gives day and night of length an equal share.  
(16) Th' light bringing horses) the four horses of the Sun brought out by Aurora, the goddess of the morning, their names are Pyrois, Eous, Aethon and Phlegon, according to Metam. lib. 2.  
— Volucres Pyroeis, Eous & Aethon  
Solis Equi, quart usque Phlegon.—  
(17) She whom a feigned) Europa whom Jove carried in the shape of a Bull.  
(18) As when at the Mill) I may well expect some Lady's frowns at the translation of this rude Simile, but I hope they will vanish into smiles, when they shall know I acknowledge it to be so.  
(19) Friends ears) Ulysses premonished by Circe of the enchanting melody of the Sirens; with soft wax closed up the ears of all his companions, and caused himself to be fast bound to the Mast, that he might hear them, but though never so much attracted, not be able to get lose, by which means he escaped their allurements, though at the air of their bewitching voices be called upon his friends to unbind him, endeavouring to unloose himself. Hom. Odyss. lib. 12.  
(20) Learn to sing) music) dancing) here gentle Reader, give me leave out of Lucian. de saltatione to answer those censorious and Eschilean pated (for I cannot term them hairbrained) men, that go about to vilify those princely recreations, Scio vos illecebris hisce, etc. I know if you did but hear them play, you would be so ravished with the sense of them, that you would (let me add, if your corporeal dilapidations have not rendered you incapable of such exercises) dance for company yourselves. Yea Scaliger himself so famed by all the Critics, saith, in musicis supra omnem fidem capior & oblector, etc. I am extraordinarily taken and delighted with music; I am hugely detained with the grace and beauty of women; I do gladly behold them dance, and am pleased to be idle amongst them. And Epicurus used these as means to recover his sick patients; he laid them on a downe-bed, ●rowned with a Garland of sweet smelling flowers, in a perfumed closet, delicately set out, and after a potion or two of cordial drink, he brought in a beautiful young Maid to play on a Lute, sing and dance.  
(21) Orpheus) an excellent Poet and Musician of Thrace, who made the barbarous people, yea the very trees and stones to dance after his Harp. Met. lib. 11.  
Carmina dum tali Sylvas animosque ferarum,  
Threicius vates & saxa sequentia traxit.  
Having lost his wife Eurydice, he descended to Hell to seek her, where with his Harp he so charmed Cerberus, Pluto, and Proserpina, that he had his wife restored to him, but looking back before he was got out (the thing only excepted in the restauration) she was again taken away. martial. lib. 14. Epig. 165.  
Reddidit Euridicen vati, sed perdidit ipse  
dum sibi non credit, nec patienter amat.  
The Poet got Eurydice, but she  
Was with distrust lost, and impatiency.  
(22) Balls must) Ludum parvae pilae is commended by Galen, whether with the hand or racket; it was of great request amongst the ancient Greeks, mentioned by Homer, and was first invented by Aganella, a Maid of Corcyra, who presented the first Ball ever made to Alcinous his Daughter, and taught her the use of it.  
(23) Arena sprinkled) the Amphitheatre, a shew-place in Rome, where the Gladiatours were wont to fight, all sorts of wild beasts were brought to tear one another in pieces. Aulus Gellius in his fifth book de Atticis Noct. affirms that a certain slave being brought hither to be an Actor in these beastly Tragedies, a Lion of immense greatness came from amongst the rest, and fawned upon him, not suffering any other of the wild beasts to injure or molest him; at which the Citizens wondering, inquired the cause, to whom the wretch told, that flying from his Master into a certain desert, he concealed himself in a great cave, where he had not long abode before a mighty Lion came halting in, with a leg bloody, and deeply wounded; the Lion instead of devouring (which he only expected) came forward, looking pitifully, as though he would complain to him of his pain, at which, taking courage, he applied some herbs to the sore, binding it up as well as he could, which he had no sooner done, but the Lion made out for his prey, and brought in certain pieces of raw flesh, which he made his daily food of. At length, wearied with this savage life, left the desert, and betaking him to his travels, was caught by his old Master, and brought from Egypt hither to be a Gladiator; since whose departure it seemed the Lion was also taken and brought to Rome. At which the people gave him the Lion to lead through the streets, as a Miracle. de Arena, vide supra.  
(24) Vesta's fire) the Nunnery of Vesta stood near to Castor's Temple, to which belonged six Virgins or Votaries, whose office was chief to keep the sacred fire, for the extinction of which, they were had into a dark corner, stripped naked, and scourged by the chief Pontifex.  
(25) Vittae do not) a filler with which the Vestals bound their hair. Vide supra.  
(26) Sharp pointed Arrows) If any shall wonder at this adjective to Arrows, concluding them all to be sharp pointed, I shall satisfy him out of Metam. lib. 1. that Cupid had of two sorts.  

Deque Sagittifera prompsit duo tela Pharetra,  
Diverforum operum: fugat hoc, facit illud amorem.  
Quod facit auratum est, & cuspide fulget acuta:  
Quod f●gat obtusum est, & habet sub arundine plumbum.  
Englished by the admired Sir George Sandis.  
Two different Arrows from his quiver draws,  
One hate of love, the other love doth cause:  
What caused was sharp, and had a golden head,  
But what repulse was blunt, and tipped with Lead.   
(27) Barriers left) the Romans had at the end of their Circus, certain Barriers called Carceres, that is places railed in, from which the horses began their Races.  
(28) Waters at fit time) waters to write with, as the water of Chalchantum, Alum, or Sal Armoniacum, with the two first, what ever you shall write on Paper cannot be read, till held in water, the last, betwixt you and the fire.  
(29) Milk you writ) the Milk of a Figtree, with which you may write upon any part of your body, being dry, it will not be read till rubbed over with a Charcoal.  
(30) Pharian Isis) Egyptian Isis, to whom there was consecrate a Temple in Rome.  
(31) Hymettus) a Mountain of Athens abounding with Bees, and plenty of honey.  
(32) Thebais being tall) Audromache, the wife of Hector, and daughter to Aetion King of Thebes, whence she is called Thebais. Dares Phrygins gives us this character of her, Andromacham oculis claris, candidam, longam, etc. Andromache was fair eyed, courteous, tall, lovely, modest, affable and discreet; which virtues may be truly asserted inherent to the Major part of her glorious sex, which gives me occasion to conclude with that of my Author. lib. 3.  
Ipsa quoque & cultu est & nomine faemina virtus:  
Nec mirum populo si placet ipsa suo.  
Ladies are really all virtue, than  
No wonder if so much they please us men.  
FINIS.