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Salmacis
and Hermaphroditus
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Because his wonted loue he needs
would shew.
This haue I heard, but yet scarce
thought it true.
And whether her cleare beautie
was so bright,
That it could dazel the immortall
sight
Of gods, and make them for her
loue despaire,
I do not know, but sure the maid
was faire.
Yet the faire Nymph was neuer
seene resort
Vnto the sauage and the bloudy
sport
Of chaste Diana, nor was
euer wont
To bend a bow, nor euer did she
hunt,
Nor did she euer striue with pretie
cunning,
To ouergoe her fellow Nymphs in
running:
For she was the faire water-Nymph
alone,
That vnto chaste Diana
was vnknowne.
It is reported, that her fellowes
vs'd
To bid her (though the beauteous
Nymph refus'd)
To take, or painted quiuers or
a dart,
And put her lazy idlenesse apart.
Nor tooke she painted quiuers,
nor a dart,
Nor put her lazy idlenesse apart,
But in her cristall fountaine oft
she swimmes,
And oft she washes o're her snowy
limmes:
Sometimes she comb'd her soft
discheuel'd hayre,
Which with a fillet tide she oft
did weare:
But sometimes loose she did it
hang behind,
When she was pleas'd to grace the
Easterne wind:
For vp and downe it would her
tresses hurle,
And as she went, it made her loose
hayre curle:
Oft in the water did she looke
her face,
And oft she vs'd to practise what
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