Daphnis and Chloe (Thornley translation)/Book 4

A Summary of the Fourth BookEdit

A FELLOW-SERVANT of Lamo's brings word, that their Lord would be there speedily. A pleasant Garden is pleasantly described. Lamo, Daphnis, and Chloe make all things fine. Lampis the Herdsman spoils the Garden, to provoke the Lord against Lamo, who had denyed him Chloe in Marriage. Lamo laments it the next day. Eudromus teaches him how he may escape the anger. Astylus their young Master comes first, with Gnatho his Parasite. Astylus promises to excuse them for the Garden, and procure their pardon from his Father. Gnatho falls in love with Daphnis, offers to force him, but in vain. Dionysophanes the Lord, with his Wife Clearista comes. Amongst other things, sees the Goats. Where he heares Daphnis his Musick, and all admire his Art of piping. Gnatho out of his Pæderastic begs of Astylus, that he may carry Daphnis along with him to the City, and obtains it. Eudromus heares it and tells Daphnis. Lamo thinking it was now time, tells Dionysophanes the whole story, how Daphnis was found, how brought up. He and Clearista considering the thing carefully, they find that Daphnis is their Sonne. Therefore they receive him with great joy, and Dionysophanes tells the reason why he exposed him. The Countrey fellowes come in to gratulate. Chloe in the interim complains that Daphnis has forgot her. She's stolen and carried away by Lampis. Daphnis laments by himself. Gnatho hears him, rescues Chloe, and is received to favour. Dryas then tells Chloe's story. Her they take to the City too. There at a banquet, Megacles of Mitylene ownes her for his Daughter. And the Wedding is kept in the Countrey.

The Fourth BookEdit

AND now one of Lamo's fellow-servants brought word from Mitylene, that their Lord would come towards the Vintage, to see whether that irruption of the Methymnæans had made any waste in those fields. When therefore the Summer was now parting away, and the Autumne approaching, Lamo bestirred himself to fit a mansion for his Lord, that should present him with pleasure every where. He scoured the Fountains, that the water might be clear and transparent. He muckt the Cottage, lest the dung should offend him with the smell. The Garden he trimmed with great care and diligence, that all might be pleasant, fresh, and fair. And that Garden indeed was a most beautifull and goodly thing, and such as might become even a Royal Family; for it lay extended in length a whole Stadium. It was situate on a high ground, and had to its breadth, four Acres. To a spacious field one would easily have likened it. Trees it had of all kinds the Apple, the Pear, the Myrtle, the Orange, the Pomgranate, the Figg, and the Olive: and to these, on the other side, there grew a rare, and taller sort of Vines, that bended over, and reclin'd their bunches of grapes among the Apples, and Pomgranats, as if they would vie and contend for beauty and worth of fruits with them. So many kinds there were of Satives; or of such as are planted, grafted, or set. To these were not wanting the Cypresse, the Laurel, the Platan, and the Pine. And towards them, instead of the Vine, the Ivie lean'd; and with the Errantry of her boughes, and her scatter'd black berries, did imitate the Vines, and, shadowed beauty of the ripened grapes. Within, as in a Garrison, Trees of lower growth bore fruit; thickets of various shrubs, with their delicate and fragrant berries, were kept. Without, stood the barren Trees, enfolding all, much like a Fort, or some strong Vall, that had bin built by the hand of Art. And these were encompassed with a spruce, thin hedge. By alleyes, and glades, there was every where a just determination of things from things, an orderly discretion of Tree from Tree. But on the Tops the boughes met, to interweave their limbs and leaves with one anothers. And a man would have thought, that all this had not bin, as indeed it was, the wild of Nature, but rather the work of curious Art. Nor were there wanting to these borders and banks of various flowers; some the Earth's own Voluntiers; some the structure of the Artist's hand. The Roses, Hyacinths, and Lillies, were set, and planted by the hand: The Violet, the Daffodill, and Anagall the Earth gave up of her own good will. In the Summer there was shade; in the Spring, the beauty and fragrancy of flowers; in the Autumne, the pleasantnesse of the grapes; and every season had its fruits. Besides from the high ground there was a fair and pleasing prospect to the fields, the Herdsmen, the Shepherds, and the Cattell feeding; the same too lookt to the Sea, and saw all the Boats and Pinnaces a sailing by: insomuch, that that was no small addition to the pleasure of this most sweet and florid place. In the midst of this Paradise to the positure of the length and breadth of the ground, stood a Phane and an Altar sacred to Bacchus, the Lord and Genius of the place. About the Bomos, of Altar, grew the wandring, encircling, clinging Ivie; about the Phane, the palmits of the Vines did spread themselves. And in the more inward part of the Phane, were certain pictures that told the story of Bacchus, and his miracles: Semele bringing forth her babe: The fair Ariadne laid fast asleep: Lycuraus bound in chains: wretched Pentheus torn limb from limb: The Indians conquer'd: The Tyrrhenian Marriners, transform'd: Satyrs, and dancing Bacchæ, all about. Nor was Pan neglected in this place of pleasure, for he was set up upon the top of a crag playing upon his pipes, and striking up a common Jig, to those that trod the grapes in the presse, and the women that danc't about it. Therefore in such a Garden as this that all might be fine, Lamo was now very busie, cutting and pruning what was wither'd, and dry, and propping up the Palmits with his forks. Bacchus he had crown'd with flowery chaplets; and then brought down, with curious art, rills of water from the Fountains, amongst the borders and the knots. There was a spring, one that Daphnis first discovered, and that served rarely to this purpose of watering the flowers, and in favour to him, it was alwayes called Daphnis his Fountain. But Lamo besides commanded Daphnis to use his best skill to have his Goats as fat as might be; for their Lord would be sure to see them too, who now would come into the Countrey after he had bin so long away. And Daphnis had a good mind to it, because he thought he should be lookt upon, and praised for them. For he had doubled the number he had received of Lamo, nor had the Wolf raven'd away so much as one, and they were all more twadding fat then the very sheep. And because he would win upon the Lord to be more forward to approve and confirm the match, he did his businesse with great diligence, and great alacrity; he drove out his Goats betimes in the mornings; and late in the evening brought them home; twice a day he water'd them, and culled out for them the best pacture ground; he took care too to have the dairy-vessels new, good store of milking pales and piggins, and fairer Crates, or presses for the Cheese. He was so far from being negligent in any thing, that he tryed to make their horns to shine with vernich, and comb'd their very shag to make them sleek. Insomuch, as, if you had seen this, you had said it was Pan's own sacred flock. Chloe her self too would take her share in this labour for the Goats; and Daphnis thought 'twas Chloe's hand, and Chloe's eyes that made his flock appear so fair. While both of them are thus busied, there came another Messenger from the City, and brought a command, that the grapes should be gather'd with all speed: and told them withall, he was to tarry with them there till the Must was made, and then return to the Town to wait upon his Lord thither, the Vintage of that Autumne now done. This Eudromus (for that was his name, because he was a Foot-Page) they all received and entertain'd with great kindness, and presently began the vintage; the grapes were gathered, cast into the presse; the Must made, and tunned into the Vessels, some of the fairest bunches of the grapes, together with their branches were cut, that to those who came from the City, a shew of the vintage and the pleasure of it, might still remain. And now Eudromus made haste to begone, and return to the Town, and Daphnis gave him great variety of pretty gifts, but specially what ever could be had from his flock of Goats: Cheeses that were close prest: a kid of the late fall, with a Goat-skin white, and thick shagg'd to fling about him when he ran in the winter. With this, Eudromus was very pleasantly affected, and kist Daphnis, and told him that he would speak a good word for him to his Master; and so went away with a benevolent mind to them. But Daphnis then soon after was full of anxious thoughts, and Chloe too not free from fear: namely, that a Lad that had bin used to see nothing but Goats, Mountains, Ploughmen, and Chloe, should then first be brought into the presence of his Lord, of whom before he had heard nothing but onely his name. For Daphnis therefore she was very sollicitous, how he would come before his Master, how he would behave himself, how the bashfull Youth would salute him. About the marriage too she was much troubled, fearing lest they might but only dream of a meer chance, or nothing at all. Therefore kisses past between them without number, and such embracings of one another, as if both of them were grown into one piece: but those kisses were full of fear; those embraces very pensive, as of them that fear'd their Lord as then there, or kist, and clipt, in hugger-mugger to him. Moreover, then there arose to them such a distraction as this: There was one Lampis, an untoward, blustering, fierce Herdsman. And he amongst the rest had wooed Dryas for Chloe, and given him many gifts too to bring on and dispatch the marriage. But perceiving, that if their Lord did not dislike it, Daphnis was to have the Girle; he sets himself to find, and practise a cunning trick, to enrage and alienate their Lord. And knowing that he was wonderfully pleas'd and delighted with that Garden, he thought it best to spoyl that as much as he could, and devest it of all its beauty. To cut the Trees he durst not attempt, left so he should be taken by the noyse. Wherefore he thinks to ruine the flowers; and when 'twas night, gets over the hedge, and some he pull'd up by the roots, of some he grasp't and tore the stems, the rest he trod down like a Boare, and so escap't unheard, unseen. Lamo the next morning went into the Garden to water the flowers. But when he saw what the mischievous rogue his enemy had done, and all the place now made a waste, he rent his clothes, and call'd so loud upon the gods, that Myrtale left all, and ran up thither; and Daphnis too, who now had driven out his Goats, ran back again. When they saw it, they cryed out, lamented, and wept. To grieve for the flowers it was in vain; but alas, their Lord they fear'd. And indeed, a meer stranger had he come there, might very well have wept with them. For all the Venus of the place was gone, and nothing remain'd but a lutulent soil: If any flower had escap't, it had yet, as it was then, a half-hid floridnesse, and its glance; and still was fair, although it was laid. And still the Bees sate thick upon them, and all along in a mourning murmur, sang the Funerall of the flowers. But Lamo out of his great consternation broke forth into these words: Alas, alas, the Rosaries, how are they broken down and torn! Woe is me, the Violaries, how are they spurned and trodden down! Ah me, the Hyacinths and Daffodills, which Some Villain has pulled up, the wickedest of all mortals! The Spring will come, but these will not grow green again: it will be Summer, and these will not blow: the Autumne will come, but these will give no Chaplets for our heads. And didst not thou Bacchus, Lord of the Garden, pity the suffering of these flowers, among which thou dwellest, upon which thou lookest, and with which I have crown'd thee so often. How shall I now shew this Garden to my Lord? What a Look will he give it? how will he take it? He will hang me up for an old Rogue, like Marsyas upon a Pine! And perchance, poor Daphnis too, thinking his Goats has done the deed. With these there fell more scalding tears, for now they wept, not for the flowers, but Themselves. And Chloe bewail'd poor Daphnis his case, and wisht their Lord might never come, spending her dayes in misery, as if even then she lookt upon her sweet Daphnis under the whip. But towards night, Eudromus came and brought them word, that their Lord would come within three dayes, and that their young Master would be there to-morrow. Therefore about what had befallen them, they fell to deliberate, and took in good Eudromus into their Council. This Eudromus was altogether Daphnis his friend, and he advised, they should first open the chance to their young Lord, and promised himself an Assistant too, as one of some accompt with him; for Astylus was nurst with his milk, and he lookt upon as a foster- brother; and so they did, the next day. Astylus came on horseback, his Parasite with him, and he on horseback too. Astylus was now of the first doune, but his Gnatho, that was his name, had sometimes tryed the Barbers tooles. But Lamo taking Myrtale and Daphnis with him, and flinging himself at the feet of Astylus, humbly beseecht him to have mercy on an unfortunate old man, and save him from his fathers anger, one that was not in the fault, one that had done nothing amisse: and then told him what had befallen them. Aftylus had pity on the wretched suppliant, and went with him to the Garden, and having seen the destruction of it as to the flowers, he promised to procure them his Fathers pardon, and lay the fault on the fiery horses that were tyed thereabouts, boggled at something, and broke their bridles; and so it happened, that almost all the flowers every where were trodden down, broken, and torn, and flunder'd up. Lamo return'd him the benedictions of wretched men relieved, and Myrtale prayed the gods would prosper him in every thing. Soon after young Daphnis presented him with things made ready to that purpose, young Kids, Cream-Cheeses, a numerous brood of Henand-Chickens, bunches of Grapes hanging still upon their palmits, and apples on the boughes. And amongst them, a Crater of the Lesbian wine, fragrant wine, and the most excellent of drinks. Astylus commended their oblation, and entertainment, and went a hunting, for he was rich, and given to pleasure, and therefore came to take it abroad in those fields. But Gnatho, a man that had learnt onely to guttle, and drink till he was drunk, and minded nothing but his belly, and his lasciviousnesse under that, he had taken a more curious view of Daphnis then others had, when he presented the gifts. And because from the beginning he was struck with PœderaSTic (the Love of boys) by the Terreftriall gods, observing him to be such a beauty as all Mitylene could not shew, he resolved to tempt Daphnis to the purpose, and thought he had not much to do, because the Lad was but a Goat-herd. When he had now thus deliberated with himself, he went not with Astylus a hunting: but going down into the field where Daphnis kept, he said he came to see the Goats, but came indeed Spectator of the Youth. He began to palpe him with soft words, praised his Goats, call'd fondly on him for a Pastoral Tune, and said withall he would speedily impetrate his Liberty for him, as being able to do what he would with his Lord. And when he had found the harmlesse boy observant to him, when it was now grown somewhat dark, and Daphnis was to drive home, he watcht his time, and anon he ran at him, and lolled upon him; and when he had kist him o're and o're, he shuffled himself odlybehind him, as if he meant to attempt something like the he-goats with the she's. But Daphnis at length perceiving it, and saying: That the he-goats rid the shees, That was very right indeed: but that a he-goat rid a he, that was never yet seen; nor the Rams, instead of the Ewes, to rid Rams; nor Cocks tread Cocks instead of Hens: Gnatho then laid hands on him, and offer'd to force him. But Daphnis flung off this drunken Sott, who scarce could stand upon his legs, and laid him on the ground, then whipt away, and left him to some sturdy Porter, as fitter to lead, or carry him, then a boy. Nor would Daphnis endure it he should near him ever after, and therefore still removed his flocks, avoiding him, and keeping Chloe carefully. And indeed Gnatho did not proceed to trouble him further, for he had found him already, not onely a fair, but a stout boy. But he waited an occasion to speak concerning him to Astylus, hoping to beg him of the Gallant, as one that would bestow upon him many, and better gifts then that. But it was not a time to talk of it now. For Dionysophanes was come with his Wife Clearista, and all about was a busie noise, tumultuous pudder of carriages, and a long retinue of menservants and Maids. After that he thought with himself to make a Speech concerning Daphnis, sufficient for Love, sufficient for Length. -- Dionysophanes was now half gray, but very tall and well limb'd, and able at any Exercise to grapple in the younger list; for his Riches few came near him; for honest Life, Justice, and excellent manners, scant such another to be found. He when he was come, offer'd the first day to the president gods of rurall businesse, to Ceres, Bacchus, Pan, and the Nymphs, and set up a common Crater for all that were present. The other dayes he walkt abroad to take a view of Lamo's Works, and seeing how the ground was ploughed, how swell'd with palmits, and how trim the Vineyard was, how fair and flourishing the Viridarie, (for as for the flowers, Astylus had taken the fault upon himself) he was wonderfully pleased and delighted with all, and when he had praised Lamo much, he promised besides to make him free. Afterwards he went into the other fields to see the Goats, and him that kept them. But Chloe fled into the Wood, for she could not bear so strong a presence, and was afraid of so great a company. But Daphnis stood girt with a Zone from a thick shagg'd Goat, a new Scrip about his shoulders, in one hand holding green Cheeses, with the other leading sucking Kids. If ever Apollo would be hired to serve Laomedon, and tend on herds, just so he lookt, as Daphnis then. He spoke not a word, but all on a blush, casting his eyes upon the ground, presented the rural gifts to his Lord. -- But Lamo spoke -- Sir (quoth he) This is the keeper of those Goats. To me you committed fifty shee's and two hee's; of them he has made you an hundred now, and ten he-goats. Do you see how plump and fat they are, how shaggy and rough their hair is, how intire and unshatter'd their horns? Besides, he has made them musicall. For if they do but hear his Pipe, they are ready to do whatsoever he will. Clearista heard him what he said, and being struck with a longing to have it presently tryed whether it were so indeed or not, she bids Daphnis to play to his Goats as he wonted to do, promising to give him for his piping a Coat, a Mantle, and new shooes.

Daphnis when all the Company was sate as a Theater, went to his Beech, and standing under it, drew his Pipe out of his Scrip. And first he blowed something that was lowe, and smart: and presently the Goats rose up, and held their heads bolt upright. Then he play'd the Nomion, the Pastorall, or the grazing Tune: and the Goats cast their heads downwards to graze. Then again he breathed a note that was soft and sweet: and all lay down together to rest. Anon he struck up a sharp, violent, tumultuous Sound, (the warning of the Wolf) and they all rusht into the wood, as if the Wolf had come upon them. After a while he pip't aloud the Anacletic, or Recall: and they wheel'd out of the Wood again, and came up to his very feet: never was there any Master of a house that had his servants more obsequious to his Commands. -All the Spectators admired his Art, but especially Clearista, insomuch that she could not but swear she would give him the things she promised, who was so fair a Goat-herd, and skill'd in Musick, even to wonder. From this pleasure they returned to the Village to dine, and sent Daphnis some of their choiser fare to the fields; where he feasted himself with Chloe, and was sweetly affested with those delicates and confections from the City, and hoped he had pleased his Lord and Lady so, that now he should not misse the Maid. But Gnatho now was more inflam'd with those things about the Goat, and counting his life no life at all, unlesse he had Daphnis at his will, he catcht Astylus walking in the Garden, and leading him with him into Bacchus his Phane, he fell to kisse his hands and his feet. But he enquiring why he did so; and bidding him tell what was the matter with him; and swearing withall, to hear and help him in anything: Master, thy Gnatho is undone (quoth he:) for I who heretofore was in Love with nothing but a plenteous Table; and swore nothing was more desireable, nothing of a more pretious Tang then good old wine; I that have often affirmed, That thy Confections and Cooks, were sweeter then the boyes of Mitylene; I shall now hereafter for ever think, that nothing is fair and sweet but Daphnis; and giving over to feed high, as thou art furnisht every day with flesh, with fish, with banquetting; nothing could be more pleasant to me, then to be turned into a Goat, to eat grasse, and green leaves, hear Daphnis his pipe, and be fed at his hand. But do thou preserve thy Gnatho, and be to him the victor of victorious Love. Unlesse it be done, I swear to thee by my god, that when I have fill'd my paunch with meat, I'le take this dagger, and kill myself at Daphnis his door. And then you may go look for your pretty little Gnatho, as thou usest daily to call me. Astylus a generous Youth, and one that was not to learn that Love was a tormentous fire, could not endure to see him weep in such a manner, and kisse his feet again and again; but promised to beg Daphnis of his Father, to wait upon him at Mitylene, and so to become Gnatho's Pathic-boy. But to please himself, and hearten up Gnatho, he smiled upon him, and askt him, Whether he were not asham'd to be in love with Lamo's Son, nay, to be made to lye with a boy that kept Goats? Besides, he thought the strong perfume of Goats was somewhat abominable. Gnatho on the other side, like one that had learnt the wanton discourse among good fellowes in the drinking Schooles, was ready to answer him better then ex tempore, concerning himself and Daphnis -- thus: We Lovers (Sir) are never curious about such things as those, but wheresoever we meet with beauty, there undoubtedly we are catcht, and fall upon it. And hence it is that some have fallen in Love with a Tree, some with a River, some with a Beast. And who would not pity that miserable Lover, whom we know fatally bound, to live in fear of that that's loved? But I, as I love the body of a servant, so in that, the beauty of the most Ingenuous. Do you not see his locks are like the Hyacinths! and his eyes under the browes, like Diamonds burning, in their golden Sockets! How sweetly ruddy are his cheeks, his lips rosie, and his mouth rowed with Elephant-pearl! And what Lover would not be fond to take from thence, the sweetest red and white kisses? But if I love a keeper of flocks, in that I imitate the gods! Auchises was a Herdsman, and Venus had him. Branchius was a Goat-herd, and Apollo loved him. Ganymedes was but a Shepherd; and yet he was Jupiter's rape. We ought not then to contemn the youth because he is a keeper of Goats, to whom, we see even the Goats, for very love of one so fair, every way obedient; nay rather, that They let such a beauty as that, continue here upon the Earth, we owe our thanks to Jupiter's Eagles. At that word Astylus had a sweet laugh, and saying, Oh what mighty Sophisters this Love can make, began to cast about for a fit time to speak to his Father about Daphnis. Eudromus hearken'd what was said, and catcht the Secret; and detesting in himself that such a flower of beauty should be put into the hands of a filthy fellow, he told both Daphnis and Lamo all that happen'd. Daphnis was struck to the heart with this, and soon resolv'd either to run away, and Chloe with him, or else to die, and take her with him to the Elysian fields. -- But Lamo getting Myrtale out of doores, What shall we do, (quoth he) we are all undone? Now or never is our time to open all that hitherto has bin concealed; namely, the lone, forsaken place; the Goat, and all the other Things. For, by Pan, and all the Nymphs, though I should be left alone to my self, like an Ox forgotten in a stall, I will not longer hide his story; but declare I found him an Exposed Child, make it known how he was nurst, and shew the Significations found exposed together with him. And let that rotten rascal Gnatho know himself, and what it is he dares to love. Only make ready the monuments for me! This agreed, they went again into the house. But Astylus, his father being at leisure, went to him, and askt his leave to take Daphnis from the Countrey to serve him at Mitylene; for he was a fine boy, far above the clownish Life, and one that Gnatho soon could teach the City-garbe. His Father grants it willingly, and presently sending for Lamo and Myrtale, lets them know that Daphnis should hereafter wait upon Astylus in the City, and leave his keeping Goats. But then instead of him, he promised to give them two Goat-herds. And now when Lamo saw the Servants running together, and hugge one another for joy they were to have so sweet a fellow-servant in the house, he askt leave to speak to his Lord and thus began:

Hear me, Sir, a true story, that an old man is about to tell you. And I swear by Pan and the Nymphs that I will not lie a jott. I am not the Father of Daphnis, nor was Myrtale so happy as to be the Mother of so sweet a Youth. Other Parents exposed that Child, having (perchance) enow before. But I found him where he was laid, and suckled by a Goat of mine; which Goat when she died, I buried in yonder skirt of the Garden, to use her kindly, because she had plaid the part of a Mother. Together with him I found habiliments exposed, and signs (methought) of what he was. I confesse them to you (Sir) and have kept them to this day. For they make him of higher fortune, than ours has any Symbol to: Wherefore I think not much he should become the Servant of the noble Astylus, a good Servant of a good and honest Lord. But I cannot endure to have him now exposed to be injuriously and basely used by the drunken Glutton, Gnatho; and, as it were, be made a slave to such a drivell. Who now would have him to Mitylene, there to make a Wench of him. Lamo when he had thus said, held his peace, and wept amain. But Gnatho being enraged by this, and threatening to cudgell Lamo, Dionysophanes was wholly amazed at what was said, and commanded him silence, bending his browes, and looking stern and grim upon him; then again question'd Lamo, charging him to speak the Truth, and tell him no such Tales as those, to keep his Son at home by him. But when he stood to what he said, and swore to it by all the gods, and would submit to any Torture, if he did lie but in the least; he examin'd every passage over again, Clearista sitting apart. What cause is there that Lamo should lie, when for One, he is to have two Goat-herds? And how should a simple Countrey-fellow feign and forge such things as these? No sure; besides it is incredible that of such an old Churle, and such an Urchin as his Wife, there should come a child so fair! And now it seem best to insist no longer upon conjectures, but to view the monumentals, and try if they reported any thing of a more noble splendid fortune.

Myrtale therefore went and brought them all to him, laid up safe in an old Scrip. Dionysophanes lookt first, and seeing there the Purple Mantle, the Gold-button, the Dagger with the Ivory heft, he cryed out loud, Great Jupiter the Governour! and call'd his Wife that she might see. She too, when she saw them, cryed out amain, O dear, dear Fates! Are not these those very Things we exposed with our Son? Did we not send Sophrosyne to lay him here in these fields? They are no other, but the very same, my dear! This is our Child without doubt. Daphnis is thy Son, and he has kept his Fathers Goats. While Clearista was yet speaking, and Dionysophanes was kissing those sweet revelations of his Child, and weeping over them for joy, Astylus hearing it was his Brother, flings off his Cloak, and o're the Green away he flies, in an earnest desire to be the first to entertain him with a kisse. Daphnis seeing him make towards him so fast with such a Company, and hearing his own name in the noise, thinking they came to apprehend him, flung away his Scrip and his Pipe, and in the scare set a running towards the Sea to cast himself from a high Crag. And peradventure the new-found Daphnis had then bin lost, but that Astylus perceiving it, cryed out to him more clearly: Stay Daphnis; Be not afraid, I am thy Brother, and They thy Parents, that were hitherto thy Lords. Now Lamo has told us all concerning the Goat, and shewed the monuments thou hadst about thee. Turn thee, and see with what a rejoycing, cheerful face they come along. But do thou kisse me first of all. By the Nymphs I do not lie. After that Oath he ventured to stand, and staid till Astylus came at him, and then offer'd him a kisse. While they were kissing and embracing, the rest of the company came in, the Men-servants, the Maids, the Father, and after him, the Mother. Every one kist him and hugg'd him in their arms, rejoycing, and weeping. But Daphnis embraced his Father and his Mother the most familiarly of all the rest, and cling'd to them as if he had known them long before, and would not part out of their arms. So quickly comes belief to joyn with nature. An oblivion of Chloe had now begun by little and little to steal upon him. And when they got back to the Village, they turned him out of his old clothes, and put him in a gallant habit, and placing him near his own Father, they heard him speak to this purpose:

I married a Wife (my dear Sons) when I was yet very young, and after a while, as I conjectured I should, it was my happiness to be a Father. For first I had a Son born, the second a daughter, and then Astylus the third. I thought there was enow of the breed, and therefore I exposed this boy, who was born after the rest, and set him out with those Toyes, not for the monuments of his Stock, but for Sepulchral ornaments. But fortune had other thoughts and Counsels about him. For so it was, that my eldest son, and my daughter dyed on the same disease upon one and the same day. But Thou by the providence of the gods art kept alive and saved for Us, in design to make us happy by more helps and manudostors to our Age. Yet do not thou, when it comes to thy mind that thou wast Expos'd, take it unkindly, or think evill of me; for it was not with a willing mind. Neither do Thou good Astylus, take it ill, that now thou art to have but a part for the whole Inheritance. For to any man that's wise, there is no possession more pretious then a brother is. Therefore esteem and love one another, and for your riches, compare and vie yourselves with Kings. For I shall leave you large Lands, Servants, Industrious and True, Gold and Silver, all that the fortunate possesse. Onely in Special I give to Daphnis this Mannour, with Lamo, and Myrtale, and the Goats that he has kept. While he was still going on in his Speech, Daphnis starting, 'Tis well remembered, Father (quoth he) 'Tis time to go and lead my Goats to watering; They are now dry, and now expecting my Pipe; and I am loytering and lolling here. They all laught sweetly at this, to see him that was now a Lord turning into a Goat-herd again; and so another was sent away to rid his mind of that care. And now when they had sacrificed to Jupiter Soter, the saviour of the re-posed Child, they had a jovial rejoycing Feast, and only Gnatho was not there; for he was in a mighty feare, and took sanctuarie in Bacchus his Phane, and there he was a sneaking suppliant night and day: But the fame flying abroad that Dionysophanes had found a Son, and that Daphnis the Goat-herd proved the Lord of those fields: the ruralls came in with the early day, some from one place, some another, there to congratulate the Youth, and bring their presents to his Father. And amongst these, Dryas was first; Dryas, to whom Chloe was nursling. And Dionysophanes accepting their expressions of Joy and exultation, made them stay to celebrate the great feast of the Invention of Daphnis. Therefore great store of Wine, and the finest Bread, was furnisht out; water-fowl of all sorts; sucking pigs; various curiosities of sweet cakes, Wafers, Simnels, and Pies. And many victims that day were slain and offer'd to the Gods of Lesbos. Daphnis then, having got all his pastorall furniture about him, cast it into severall Anathema's, his thankfull Donaries to the Gods. To Bacchus, he dedicates his Scrip, and Mantle; to Pan, his Whistle and his oblique Pipe: his Goat-hook to the holy Nymphs; and Milking-pailes, that he had made. But so it is, that those things we have long been acquainted withall, and used ourselves to, are more acceptable and pleasing to us, then a new and insolent felicity; and therefore teares fell from his eyes at every valediction to this and that; nor did he offer the pailes to the Nymphs, till he had milkt into them first; nor his Mantle till he had lapt himself in it, nor his Pipe till he had pip't a tune or two. But he look't wistly upon all the things, and would not let them goe without a Kisse. Then he spoke to the She-goats, and call'd the He- goats by their names. Out of the Fountain too he needs must drink before he goes, because he had drank there many a time, and with his sweetest, dearest Chloe. But as yet he did not openly professe his Love; because he waited a season to it. And therefore in the meane time, while he was keeping holy-day, it was thus with poore Chloe. By her flocks she sate, and wept; and complained to her self, and them (as it was like) in this manner: Daphnis has forgot me. Now he thinks of a Great fortune. To what purpose is it now, that after we had sworn by the Nymphs, I would make him sweare to me by the Goates? He has forsaken them and me! And when the other day, he sacrificed to Pan, and the Nymphs he would not so much as see Chloe. Perchance he has found a prettyer Wench then I amongst his Mothers Maids. Fare him well! But I must die; and will not live. While thus she was maundering and afflicting her self, Lampis the Herdsman coming upon her with a band of rusticks, ravisht her away, presuming Daphnis had cast off all thoughts of Chloe, and Dryas too to gape on Daphnis. And so she was carried away, crying out most piteously. But one that saw it told it Nape, she Dryas, and Dryas Daphnis.

This put Daphnis almost quite out of his witts; and to his Father he durst not speak, nor was he able to endure in that condition, and therefore slinking away into the circuit walkes of the Garden, broke forth into lamentations. Oh the bitter Invention of Daphnis! How much better was it for me to keep a flock? And how much happyer was I when I was a Servant? Then I fed my eyes with Chloe. But now she is the rape of Lampis, and with him she lyes to night. And I stay here, and melt my selfe away in wine and soft delights, and so in vain have sworn to her by the Nymphs, by Pan, and by the Goats. These heavy complaints of Daphnis, it was Gnathos fortune to heare as he was sculking in the Garden; and presently apprehending the happie houre to appease Daphnis, and make him propitious; he takes some of Astylus his Servants, makes after Dryas; bids him shew him to Lampis his Cottage, and plucks up his heeles to get thither. And lighting on him in the nick as he was halling Chloe in, he took her from him, and bang'd his band of Clowns. And Lampis himself he endeavour'd to take, and bring him bound, as a captive from some Warre, but he prevented that by flight. This undertaking happily perform'd, he return'd with the night; and found Dionysophanes at his rest; but Daphnis watching, weeping, and waiting in the Walks. There he presents his Chloe to him, gives her into his hands, and tells them the story of the action; then beseeches him to think no more of that injurious attempt upon him, but take him as a Servant not altogether unusefull, and not interdict him the Table, to make him die for want. Daphnis seeing Chloe, and having her now in his own hands, was reconciled by that service, and received him into favour; then excused himself to Chloe, for his seeming to neglect her. And now advising together about their intended wedding, it was, they thought, the best way, still to conceale it, and to hide Chloe in some hole or other, then to acquaint his Mother only with their Love. But Dryas was not of that opinion. He would have the Father know the whole businesse as it was, and undertakes to bring him on. In the Morning betimes, with Chloe's monuments in his Scrip, he goes to Dionysophanes and Clearista, who were sitting in the Garden. And Astylus was there present, and Daphnis himself. And, silence made, the old Goatherd thus began.

Such a necessity as Lamo had, compells me now to speak those things that hitherto have bin concealed. This Chloe I neither begot, nor had anything to do in her nursing up. But some others were her Parents, and a Sheep gave her suck in the Nymphæum where she lay. I my self saw it done, and wonder'd at it; wond'ring at it, took her home, and brought her up. And the excessive Sweetnesse of her face, bears me witnesse to what I say. For she is nothing like to Us. The fine accoutrements she had about her make it more apparent too. For they are richer then becomes a Shepherds Coate. Here they are, view them well, seek out her kin, and so trie whether at length she may not be found, not unworthy to marrie Daphnis.

These words as they were not unadvisedly cast in by Dryas, so neither were they heard by Dionysophanes without regard. But casting his eyes upon Daphnis, and seeing him look pale upon it, and his teares stealing down his face, presently deprehended it was Love. Then as one that was bound to be more sollicitous about his own, then another man's Child, he falls with all accuratenesse to reprehend what Dryas had said. But when he saw the monitorie Ornaments; her mitre; and her mantle wrought with Gold; her curious blankets, and her gilded shoos, he cal'd her to him, bid her be of good chear as one that had now a husband, and erelong should find her Father and her Mother.

Clearista took her to her care, and from that time trickt her up and made her fine, as even then her Son's Wife. But Dionyso-phanes taking Daphnis aside, askt him, if Chloe were a Maid; And he swearing, that nothing had past betwixt them, but only kissing, embracing, and oathes; his Father was much delighted to heare of that prettie Conjuration by which they had bound themselves to one another, and made them sit down together to a banquet brought in. And then one might presently see what beautie was, when it had got its proper dresse. For Chloe being so clothed, drest in her hair, and washt in Clearista's wash; did so outshine even all beautie, that her own Daphnis now could scarce know her. And any man, without the faith of monuments might now have sworne, that Dryas was not the Father of so fair a maid. But he was there, and Nape, and Lamo, and Myrtale, feasting at a private Table. And again, upon this invention of Chloe, were immolations to the Gods, and Chloe consecrated her Trinkets; that skin she used to weare; her Scrip; her Pipe; her Milking-pailes. She mingled Wine too with that Fountain in the Cave, because close by it she was nurst; and had often washt in it. The Grave of her Nurse shown to her by Dryas, she adorned with many Garlands; and to her flock, plaid a little on her Pipe. Then she prayes to the Goddesses that she might find them that exposed her to be such, as would not mis-become her marriage with Daphnis. And now they had enough of feasting and holy-dayes, in the fields; and would returne to Mitylene; look out Chloe's parents there, and speedily have a wedding on't. In the morning betime when they were readie to goe, to Dryas they gave the other three thousand drachma's: To Lamo halfe of that Land, to sow, and moe, and find him Wine, and Goats, together with the Goatherd; four paire of Oxen for the Plough; Winter Clothes; and made his Wife free. Then anon with a great Pompe and a brave show of Horses and Waggons, on they moved towards Mitylene. And because it was night before they could come in, they escaped the Citizens gapeing upon them then; but the next day; there was a throng of men and Women at the door. These to give joyes, and rejoyce with Dionysophanes who had found a Son; and their joy was much augmented when they saw the excessive sweetnesse of the Youth. Those to exult with Clearista, who had brought home not only a Son, but a Bride too. For Chloe's beautie had struck the eyes of them, a beautie for its lustre beyond estimation, beyond excesse by any other. In fine, the whole Cittie was moved about the young man and the maide, and now with loud ingeminations, cryed, A happie marriage, a blessed Marriage. They prayed too the maid might find her birth as Great, as she was Faire; and many of the richer Ladyes prayed the Gods, they might be taken for Mothers of so sweet a Girl. But Dionysophanes after many sollicitous thoughts, fell into a deep sleep, and in that, had this Vision. He thought he saw the Nymphs petition Cupid, to grant them at length a licence for the wedding. Then, that Love himself, his bow unbent, and by his quiver laid; commanded him to invite the whole nobility of Mitylene to a feast, and when he had sett the last crater, there to show the Monuments to every one; and from that point, commence and sing the Hymenæus. When he had seen, and heard This, up he getts as sone as day, and gave order that a splendid supper should be provided of all varietyes from the land, from the Sea, from the Marshes, from the rivers; and at night had to his guests all the best of the Mitylenæans. And when the last Crater was filled, and out of it a Libation poured to Mercury the god of sleep; one of the servants came in with Chloe's Trinkets upon a Silver plate; and carrying them about in his right hand, presented them to every eye. Of others there was none that knew them. Onely one Megacles, who for his age sate uppermost, when he saw them, knowing presently what they were, cryed out amain with a youthful, strong voyce: Blesse me! What is it that I see? What is become of thee, my little daughter? Art Thou yet indeed alive? or has some Shepherd brought these hither, lighting on them by meer chance? Tell me, for gods sake, Dionysophanes, How came you by the dresse of my Child? Envy not me the finding something after Daphnis. But Dionysophanes bidding him first relate the Exposing of the Child; he remitted nothing of his former tone, but thus went on:

Some yeares ago I had but a scanty livelyhood. For I spent what I had, on Playes, and Shews, and the public Galleys. In this condition I had a daughter born. And despairing because of my want of an honourable education for her, I exposed her with These monumentall Toyes, knowing that even by that way, many are glad to be made fathers. In the Nymphæum she was laid, and left to the trust of the Resident Goddesses. After that I began to be rich, and grow richer every day, yet had no heir; nor was I afterwards so fortunate, as to be Father but to a daughter. But the gods, as if they mockt me for what I had done, sent me a dream, which signified, That a Sheep should make me a Father. Dionysophanes upon that burst out louder than Megacles; and sprung away into a near with-drawing room, and brought in Chloe finely drest as curiosity could do it. And in haste to Megacles, This (quoth he) is that same daughter of Thine that thou didst expose: This Girle, a Sheep, by the providence of the gods, did nurse for thee, as a Goat did my Daphnis. Take her monuments, Take thy daughter; then by all meanes give her Daphnis for a Bride. We exposed both of them, and have now found them both: Pan, the Nymphs, and Love himself took care of both. Megacles highly approved the motion, and commanded his Wife Rhode should be sent for thither, first to see her sweet Girle, then to have her sleep that night in her lap. For Daphnis had sworne by all the Gods, he would not trust her with any body else, no not with his own Father. When it was day, into the fields they turned again. For Daphnis and Chloe had impetrated that, by reason of the strangenesse and insolence of Cittie conversation to them. Besides, for them it was thought the best to make it a kind of Pastorall Wedding. Therefore coming to Lamo's house to Megacles was Dryas joyn'd assistant, Nape to Rhode. And by them all things were finely disposed and furnisht to the rurall celebration.

Then before the statues of the Nymphs her Father gave Chloe to Daphnis, and with other more pretious things, suspended her Monuments for Anathemas in the Cave. Then in recognition of Dryas his care, they made up his number ten-thousand dracma's. But Dionysophanes (for his share) the day being serene, open, and fair, commanded there should be Arbors of green boughes set up under the very Cave, and there disposed the Villagers to their high feasting jollitie. Lamo was there, and Myrtale, Dryas and Nape, Dorco's kindred and friends, Philetas and his Lads, Chromis and his Lycenium. Nor was even Lampis absent; for he was pardon'd by that Beautie that he had loved. Therefore then, as usually when rurall revellers are met together at a Feast: nothing but Georgics, nothing but what was rustical was there. Here one sang like the Reapers, There another prattled it, and flung about the Epilenion flirts and scoffs, as in the Autumne from the presse. Philetas played upon his Pipes, Lampis upon the Hoboy. Dryas and Lamo danced to them. Daphnis and Chloe clipt and kist. The Goats too were feeding by, as part of that celebritie.

And this manner of entertainment of those from the Cittie, was pleasing to them beyond measure. Daphnis now calls up some of the Goats by their names, and from the Arbors gives them boughs to browze upon from his hand, and catching them fast by the hornes, took kisses thence. And thus they did not only then for that day; but for the most part of their time, held on still the Pastoral mode; serving the Gods, the Nymphs, Cupid, and Pan; and nothing for food more pleasant to them then Apples, and Milk. But now for the ceremonyes of giving them their new names, it was appointed, Daphnis should lie down under a Coat, and take the dugge; Chloe then, under a sheep: him they called Philopœmen, her they named, the fair Agéle.

And so with them those names grew old. The Cave they adorn'd with curious work, set up Statues, built an Altar of Cupid the Shepherd, and to Pan, a phane to dwell in stead of a pine, and called him, Pan Stratiotes, Pan the Lovers Souldier.

But this adorning of the Cave, building an Altar, and a Phane, and giving them their names, was afterwards at their opportunity. Then when it was night, and Venus rising up the horizon, they all lead the Bride and Bridegroom to their Chamber, some playing upon Whistles and Hoboyes, some upon the oblique Pipes, some holding great Torches.

And when they came near to the door, they chang'd their tone, and gave a grating harsh sound, nothing like the Hymenæus, but as if the Virgin Earth had bin torn with many Tridents.

But Daphnis and Chloe lying naked together, began to clip, and kisse, and twine, and strive with one another, sleeping no more then birds of the night; and Daphnis now did the Trick that his Mistris Lycænium had taught him in the thicket. And Chloe then first knew, that those things that were done in the Wood, were only the sweetest Sports of Shepherds.