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- THE
RAPE
OF
LVCRECE.
Here
with
a
Cockcatricc
dead
killing
eye.
He
rowfcth
vp
himfelfcj
and
makes
a
paufe,
While
fhec
thcpidurc
of
pure
pietie,
.
Like
a
white
Hindc
vnder
ihegrypcs
Iharpe
clawcs,
Picades
in
a
wildernefle
where
are
no
lawcs,
To
the
rough
bead,
that
knowcs
no
gentle right,
Nor
ought obaycs
but
his
fowlc appetite.
But
when
a black-
fac'd
clowd
the
world
dorh
thrct,
In
his
dim
oiift
th'afpiring
mountaines
hiding
:
From
earths
dark-womb,fbme
gentle guft doth get,
V
Vhich blowthefe
pitchic
vapours
fro their
biding:
Hindring
their
prefcnt
fall
by
this
dcuiding.
So
his
vnhallowed
haft
her
words dclaycs^
And moodie
Plvto
winks
while
Orpheus
playes.
Yet fowle night-waking Cat he doth but dallic,
While in his hold-faft foot the weak moufepateth,
Herladbchauiourfeedeshisvuhurefoliic,
A fwallowinggulfe thateuen in plentic wanteth.
His eare her prayers admits, but his heart granteth
No penetrable entrance to her playning,
"Tears harden luft though marble w?re with ray-
E 2 (^i"g«
11. 540—5^
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