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A HYMNE TO APOLLO.
And, since they seru'd Apollo; iointly fallBefore Latona, and Diana tooIn sacred seruice: and doe therefore knowHow to make mention of the ancient TrimmsOf men, and women; in their well-made Hymns;And soften barbarous Nations with their songs.Being able, all, to speake the seuerall tongu'sOf forreine Nations; and to imitateTheir musiques there, with art so fortunate,That one would say; there euery one did speake,And all their tunes, in naturall accents breake.Their songs, so well compos'd are; and their ArtTo answer all soundes, is of such Desart. But come Latona; and thou king of Flames,With Phœbe Rectresse, of chaste thoughts in Dames;Let me salute ye, and your Graces callHereafter to my iust memoriall. And you (O Delian Virgins) doe me grace,When any strangers of our earthie RaceWhose restlesse life, Affliction hath in chace;Shall hither come; and question you; Who isTo your chaste eares, of choicest facultiesIn sacred Poesie; and with most rightIs Author of your absolut'st delight;Ye shall your selues doe, all the right ye can,To answer for our Name: The sightlesse manOf stonie Chios. All whose Poems, shallIn all last Ages, stand for Capitall.
