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Salmacis
and Hermaphroditus
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He lou'd to trauaile to the coasts
vnknowne,
To see the regions farre beyond
his owne,
Seeking cleare watry springs to
bathe him in:
(For he did loue to wash his iuory
skinne)
The louely Nymphes haue oft times
seene him swimme,
And closely stole his clothes from
off the brim,
Because the wanton wenches would
so fayne
See him come nak'd to aske his
clothes againe.
He lou'd besides to see the Lycian
grounds,
And know the wealthy Carians vtmost
bounds.
Vsing to trauaile thus, one day
he found
A cristall brooke, that tril'd
along the ground,
A brooke, that in reflection did
surpasse
The cleare reflection of the clearest
glasse.
About the side there grew no foggy
reedes,
Nor was the fount compast with
barren weedes:
But liuing turfe grew all along
the side,
And grasse that euer flourisht
in his pride.
Within this brook a beauteous
Nymph did dwell,
Who for her comely feature did
excell;
So faire she vvas, of such a pleasing
grace,
So straight a body, and so sweet
a face,
So soft a belly, such a lustie
thigh,
So large a forehead, such a cristall
eye,
So soft and moyst a hand, so smooth
a brest,
So faire a cheeke,
so well in all the rest,
That Iupiter would reuell
in her bowre,
Were he to spend againe his
golden showre:
Her teeth were whiter then the
mornings milke,
Her lip was softer then the
softest silke,
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