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And whilst Lucina the last help did make, As if some ugly Monster had been borne, A Minotoure, a Centaur or a Snake, The world's terror, and the Mother's scorn. The nephew's birth, that would have seemed t'impart Unto the Grandfather great cause of joys, As if the naked hand had pierced his heart, Did wind him in a maze of sad annoys. And to prevent a but suspected spite, By giving an occasion of just hate, He sought by robbing you the newfound Light, To make your birth and burial of one date. Soon after this he sent for me in haste, Whom at that time (and not in vain) he loved, Then showed me all the circumstances past, Wherewith his marble mind seemed nothing moved: Out of the which, as he would let me know, All compliments of pity were not blotted, He would this superficial favour show, Not with your blood to have his own hands spotted. Thus having lulled asleep the conscience, still The wicked would extenuate their crimes, Not knowing those that but allow of ill, Are Actors in effect, guilty all times. Yet with his fault he would have burdened me, And willed that I an Innocent should slay, I promised to perform his rash decree, Well weighing whom, but not wherein t'obey. When I had parted from his highness face, And carried you (then swaddled) with me too, Through th'apprehended horror of my case, I stood perplexed and wist not what to do. Necessity took place, I wailed with tears Th'untimely funerals (as I thought) of you, My soul confounded with a swarm of fears, Did with sad sighs my message disallow. Yet t'him I send a servant of mine own, Who for the time was Herdsman to the King, To whom I made all my commission known, But as direct to him showed every thing. Delivering you with an unwilling breath, Then with a mantle of pure gold arrayed, I threatened him with many a cruel death, If that your death were any way delayed. Straight for to execute th'intended doom, He from my sight did all astonished go: Too great a charge for such a simple groom, The show of Majesty amazed him so. O what a wonder is't for to behold, Th'unfailing providence of powerful Ioue, Whose brazen edicts can not be controlled, Firm are the statutes of the states above. That mortal whom th'immortals favour shields, No worldly force is able to confound, He may securely walk through dangers fields, Times and occasions are t'attend him bound. For lo before the Herdsman was come home, His wife of a dead burden was delivered, Who wondered so to see her Husband come, That with a secret terror faintly shivered. She straight grew curious for to know the form How he a Babe so beautiful obtained, Who did her suddenly of all inform, And to what cruelty he was constrained.
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And whilſt Lucina the laſt helpe did make, As if ſome vgly Monſter had been borne, A Minotoure, a Centaure or a Snake, The worlds terror, and the Mothers ſcorne. The Nephews birth, that would haue ſeemd t'impart Vnto the Grandfather great cauſe of ioyes, As if the naked hand had pierc'd his hart, Did winde him in a maze of ſad annoyes. And to preuent a but ſuſpected ſpight, By giuing an occaſion of iuſt hate, He ſought by robbing you the new-found Light, To make your birth and burial of one date. Soone after this he ſent for me in haſt, Whom at that time (and not in vaine) he lou'd, Then ſhewd me all the circumſtances paſt, Wherewith his marble mind ſeemd nothing mou'd: Out of the which, as he would let me know, All complements of pittie were not blotted, He would this ſuperficiall fauour ſhow, Not with your blood to haue his owne hands ſpotted. Thus hauing lulld aſleepe the conſcience, ſtill The wicked would extenuate their crimes, Not knowing thoſe that but allow of ill, Are Actors in effect, guiltie all times. Yet with his fault he would haue burdend me, And willd that I an Innocent ſhould ſlay, I promiſde to performe his raſh decree, Well weighing whom, but not wherein t'obay. When I had parted from his Highneſſe face, And caried you (then ſwadled) with me too, Through th'apprehended horror of my caſe, I ſtood perplex'd and wiſt not what to do. Neceſſitie tooke place, I waild with teares Th'vntimely funeralls (as I thought) or you▪ My ſoule confounded with a ſwarme of feares▪ Did with ſad ſighes my meſſage diſallow. Yet t'him I ſend a ſeruant of mine owne, Who for the time was Heardſ-man to the King, To whom I made all my commiſſion knowne, But as direct to him ſhew'd euery thing. Deliuering you with an vnwilling breath, Then with a mantle of pure gold array'd, I threatned him with many a cruell death, If that your death were any way delay'd. Straight for to execute th'intended doome, He from my ſight did all aſtoniſh'd go: Too great a charge for ſuch a ſimple groome, The ſhew of Maieſtie amaz'd him ſo. O what a wonder is't for to behold, Th'vnfailing prouidence of powrefull Ioue, Whoſe brazen edicts can not be controld, Firme are the ſtatutes of the ſtates aboue. That mortall whom th'Immortalls fauour ſhields, No worldlie force is able to confound, He may ſecurely walke through dangers fields, Times and occaſions are t'attend him bound. For loe before the Herdſ-man was come home, His wife of a dead burden was deliuered, Who wondred ſo to ſee her Husband come, That with a ſecret terrour faintlie ſhiuered. She ſtraight grew curious for to know the forme How he a Babe ſo beawtifull obtaind, Who did her ſuddainly of all informe, And to what crueltie he was conſtraind.