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- But ere I name him, you faire Lords, quoth shee,
(Speaking to those that came with COLATINE)
Shall plight your Honourable faiths to me,
VVith swift pursuit to venge this wrong of mine,
For tis a meritorious faire designe,
To chase injustice with revenge full armes,
Knights by their oaths should right poore Ladies M (harmes).
II. 1674—1694
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# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
At this request, with noble disposition,
Each present Lord began to promise aide,
As bound in Knighthood to her imposition,
Longing to heare the hatefull Foe bewraide.
But shee that yet her sad taske hath not said,
The protestation stops, o speake quoth shee,
How may this forced staine be wip'd from me?
VVhat is the qualitie of my offence
Being constrayn'd with dreadfull circumstance?
May my pure mind with the fowle a&dispence
My low declined Honor to aduance?
May anie termes acquit me from this chance?
The poysoned fountaine cleares it selfe againe,
And why not I from this compelled staine?
VVith this they all at once began to saie,
Her bodies staine, her mind vntainted cleares,
VVhile with a ioyleffe smile, shee turnes awaie
The face, that map which deepe impression beares
Of hard misfortune, caru'd it in with tears.
No no, quoth shee, no Dame hereafter liuing,
By my excuse shall claime excuses giuing.
Here
ll. 1695—1715
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# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
Here with a sigh as if her heart would break,
Shee throwes forth TARQVINS name:he he, she saies,
But more then he, her poore tong could not speak,
Till after manie accents and delaies,
-Vntimelie breathings, sicke and short affairs,
Shee veters this, he he faire Lords, tis he
That guides this hand to giue this wound to me.
- Euen here she sheathed in her harmless breast
- A harmfull knife, that thence her foule vnsheathed,
That blow did baile it from the deepe vnreft
Of that polluted prison, where it breathed:
- Her contrite sighes vnto the clouds bequeathed
- Hewinged sprite, & through her wouds doth flie
- Liues lasting date, from cancel'd destinie.
Stone still, astonish with this deadlie deed,
Stood COLATINE, and all his Lordly crew,
Till LVCRECE Father that beholds her bleed,
Himselfe, on her selfe-slaughtred bodie threw,
And from the purple fountaine BRVTVS drew
The murdrous knife, and as it left the place,
Her bloud in poore reuenge, held it in chase.
M 2
II. 1716—1736
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# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
And bubling from her brest, it doth decide
In two flow rivers, that the crimson bloud
Circles her bodie in on euerie side,
VVho like a late sack't lland vaftie stood
Bare and vnpeopled, in this fearfull flood.
Some of her bloud still pure and red remain'd,
And som look'd black, & that false TARQVIN stain'd.
About the mourning and congealed face
Of that blacke bloud, a watrie rigoll goes,
VVhich feemes to weep vpon the tainted place,
And euer since as pitying LVCRECE woes,
Corrupted bloud, some waterie token showes,
And bloud vntainted, still doth red abide,
Blushing at that which is so putrified.
Daughter, deare daughter, old LVCRECE cres,
That life was mine which thou hast here depriued,
If in the childe the fathers image lies,
VVhere shall I liue now LVCRECE is vnliued?
Thou wast not to this end from me deriued.
> If children prædecease progenitours,
> VVe are their offspring and they none of ours.
Poore
II. 1737—1757
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# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE
Poore broken glass, I often did behold
In thy sweet semblance, my old age new borne,
But now that faire fresh mirror dim and old
Shews me a bare bond death by time out-worne,
O from thy cheekes my image thou hast torne,
And shiuerd all the beautie of my glass,
That I no more can see what once I was.
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