Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Yes, but afterwards he repented it for he forged an artificial net, with which he caught his wife Venus and Mars a-bed together in carnal copulation, then called all the gods and goddesses to be spectators of his own shame. But what said they when they saw it? They commended Mars, but condemned Vulcan for being the publisher of his own disgrace. But 'twas a shame for Mars to be caught so. The gods wished every one of them if that were a shame, to be shamed in the same manner. but how did Venus take this? In scorn of the smith, and in revenge of this trick hath made his head as hard as his anvil. Thou hast devised a pretty story in thy own defence, is't best to follow thy counsel, and say nothing, or stir this bad thing and make it stink the more? You may do what you please, but I have told you the best course. Let it be so then; I have traveled well I trow, and to good purpose, at may return home to father a child, of which I did not beget so much as the least finger or the least toe; if this be the fruits of travelling, God keep me from it hence forward, and all good folks besides; come Nebulona we are friends, do so no more, and all is forgotten. Not, if you stay at home and warm my bed, But if you leave me, then have at your head. O Nereus god in surging seas, we praise thy * daughter dear, Whom Peleus at commandment of Jove did make his fere: Thou art the goddess we adore in Sea a glimpsing star, Who stout Achilles didst bring forth a very Mars in war, And Captain good unto the Greeks, thy glory scales the skies; To thee did thy redheaded wife cause Pyrrhus rough to rise, The Trojans utter overthrow, but stay to Greekish host, Be thou good Pyrrhus unto us a favourable ghost, Who here in grave entombed liest in Phoebus sacred ground, Bow down thy ear to th' holy hymns that we to thee do sound, And this our City suffer not in any fear to be, Of thee and Thetis is our song, Thetis all hail to thee. Most sacred Priest of this high Deity We make request unto you to begin This sacrifice to Neoptolemus. The sacrifice indeed belongs to me, But you sir, as the Captain of this charge, And sacred message, aught to take the taper Of her there, who of all those ceremonies Is president, and burn the altar of; This is the order and our Country fashion. So burns my heart as doth this Altar here, The taper that did set my heart afire Was fair Cariclea's beauty. How my soul Could sacrifice to fair Theagines. Great god of Delphos in whose sacred temple We celebrate these funeral obsequies Of great Achilles' son, vouchsafe to send A happy ômen which may crown this work Of our devotion offered at thy Altar.
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Yes, but afterwards he repented it for he forg'd an artificiall net, with which he caught his wife Venus and Mars a bed together in carnall copulation, then called all the gods and goddeſſes to be ſpectators of his owne ſhame. But what ſaid they when they ſaw it? They commended Mars, but condemned Ʋulcan for being the publiſher of his owne diſgrace. But twas a ſhame for Mars to be caught ſo. The gods wiſh'd every one of them if that were a ſhame, to be ſhamed in the ſame manner. but how did Venus ake this? In ſcorne of the ſmith, and in revenge of this trick hath made his head as hard as his anvile. Thou haſt devis'd a pretty ſtory in thy owne defence, i'ſt beſt to follow thy counſell, and ſay nothing, or ſtirre this bad thing and make it ſtinke the more? You may do what you pleaſe, but I have told you the beſt courſe. Let it be ſo then; I have travelled well I trow, and to good purpoſe, at may returne home to father a child, of which I did not beget ſo much as the leaſt finger or the leaſt toe; if this be the fruits of travelling, God keepe me from it hence forward, and all good folkes beſides; come Nebulona we are friends, do ſo no more, and all is forgotten. Not, if you ſtay at home and warme my bed, But if you leave me, then have at your head. O Nereus god in ſurging ſeas, we praiſe thy daughter deare, Whom Peleus at commandement of Jove did make his pheere: Thou art the goddeſſe we adore in Sea a glimpſing ſtarre, Who ſtout Achilles didſt bring forth a very Mars in warre, And Captaine good unto the Greekes, thy glory ſcales the skies; To thee did thy red-headed wife cauſe Pirrhus rough to riſe, The Trojans utter overthrow, but ſtay to Greekiſh hoſt, Be thou good Pirrhus unto us a favourable ghoſt, Who here in grave intombed lieſt in Phoebus ſacred ground, Bow downe thy eare to th' holy hymnes that we to thee do ſound, And this our City ſuffer not in any feare to be, Of thee and Thetis is our ſong, Thetis all haile to thee. Moſt ſacred Prieſt of this high Deity We make requeſt unto you to begin This ſacriice to Neoptolemus. The ſacrifice indeed belongs to me, But you ir, as the Captaine o this charge, And ſacred meſſge, ought to take the taper Of her there, who of all thoſe ceremonies Is peſedent, and burne the alter of; This is the order and our Countrey fſhion. So burnes my heart as doth this Alter here, The taper that did ſet my heart a fire Was faire Caricleas beauty. How my ſoule Could ſacrifice to faire Theagines. Great god of Delphos in whoſe ſacred temple We celebrate theſe funerall obſequies Of great Achilles ſonne, vouchſafe to ſend A happy ômen which may crowne this worke Of our devotion offered at thy Altar.