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Hyde (United Kingdom) (search for this): book 2, card 1
all thinges doth espye) Upon his childe that stood aloofe, agast and trembling sore At sight of such unwonted things, and thus bespake him thore: O noble ympe, O Phaeton which art not such (I see) Of whome thy father should have cause ashamed for to bee: Why hast thou traveld to my court? what is thy will with mee? Then answerde he: Of all the worlde O onely perfect light, O Father Phoebus, (if I may usurpe that name of right, And that my mother for to save hir selfe from worldely shame, Hyde not hir fault with false pretence and colour of thy name) Some signe apparant graunt whereby I may be knowne thy Sonne, And let mee hang no more in doubt. He had no sooner donne, But that his father putting off the bright and fierie beames That glistred rounde about his heade like cleare and golden streames, Commaunded him to draw him neere, and him embracing sayde: To take mee for thy rightfull Sire thou neede not be afrayde. Thy mother Clymen of a truth from falshood standeth free. And
Lyons (France) (search for this): book 2, card 1
n) shall beare thee quite away? Perchaunce thou dost imagine there some townes of Gods to finde, With groves and Temples richt with giftes as is among mankinde. Thou art deceyved utterly: thou shalt not finde it so. By blinde bywayes and ugly shapes of monsters must thou go. And though thou knewe the way so well as that thou could not stray, Betweene the dreadful bulles sharp hornes yet must thou make thy way. Agaynst the cruell Bowe the which the Aemonian archer drawes: Against the ramping Lyon armde with greedie teeth and pawes: Against the Scorpion stretching farre his fell and venymd clawes: And eke the Crab that casteth forth his crooked clees awrie Not in such sort as th'other doth, and yet as dreadfully. Againe thou neyther hast the powre nor yet the skill I knowe My lustie coursers for to guide that from their nostrilles throwe And from their mouthes the fierie breath that breedeth in their brest. For scarcely will they suffer mee who knowes their nature best When that the
Sunne (Sweden) (search for this): book 2, card 1
The Princely Pallace of the Sunne stood gorgeous to beholde On stately Pillars builded high of yellow burnisht golde, Beset with sparckling Carbuncles that like to fire did shine. The roofe was framed curiously of Ivorie pure and fine. The two doore leaves of silver cleare a radiant light did cast: But yet the cunning workemanship of things therein farre past The stuffe wherof the doores were made. For there a perfect plat Had Vulcane drawne of all the worlde: Both of the sourges that Embracg Vat. And lastly quaking for the colde, stood Winter all forlorne, With rugged heade as white as Dove, and garments all to torne, Forladen with the Isycles that dangled up and downe Uppon his gray and hoarie bearde and snowie frozen crowne. The Sunne thus sitting in the middes did cast his piercing eye, (With which full lightly when he list he all thinges doth espye) Upon his childe that stood aloofe, agast and trembling sore At sight of such unwonted things, and thus bespake him thore: O n