70
The first Booke of
Cant. V.
There was Ixion turned on a wheele,For daring tempt the Queene of heauen to sin;And Sisyphus an huge round stone did reeleAgainst an hill, ne might from labour lin;There thristy Tantalus hong by the chin;And Tityus fed a vultur on his maw;Typhœus ioynts were stretched on a gin,Theseus condemned to endlesse slouth by lawAnd fifty sisters water in lete vessels draw.
They all beholding worldly wights in place,Leaue off their worke, vnmindfull of their smart,To gaze on them; who forth by them doe pace,Till they become vnto the furthest part:Where was a Cauey wrought by wondrous art,Deepe, darke, vneasy, dolefull, comfortlesse,In which sad Aesculapius far apartEmprisond was in chaines remedilesse,For that Hippolytus rent corse he did redresse.
Hippolytus a iolly huntsman was,That wont in charett chace the foming bore;He all his Peeres in beauty did surpas,But Ladies loue as losse of time forbore:His wanton stepdame loued him the more,But when she saw her offred sweets refusdHer loue she turnd to hate, and him beforeHis father fierce of treason false accusd,And with her gealous termes his open eares abusd.
Who all in rage his Sea-god syre besought,Some cursed vengeaunce on his sonne to cast:Frō surging gulf two Mōsters streight were brought,With dread whereof his chacing steedes aghast,
Both
