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A HYMNE TO APOLLO.
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This for your owne sakes I desire; for I
Will propagate mine owne precedencie,
As far as earth shall well-built cities beare;
Or humane conuersation, is held deare.
Not with my praise direct; but praises due;
And men shall credit it, because tis true.
How euer, I'le not cease the praise I vow
To farre-shot Phœbus, with the siluer bow;
Whom louely-hair'd Latona gaue the light.
O King? Both Lycia, is in Rule thy Right;
Faire Mœonie, and the Maritimall
Miletus; wisht to be the seate of all.
But chiefely Delos, girt with billowes round,
Thy most respected empire doth resound.
Where thou to Pythus wentst; to answer there,
(As soone as thou wert borne) the burning eare
Of many a far-come, to heare future deeds:
Clad in diuine, and odoriferous weeds.
And with thy Golden Fescue, plaidst vpon
Thy hollow Harp; that sounds to heauen set gone.
Then to Olympus, swift as thought hee flew
To Ioues high house; and had a retinew
Of Gods t'attend him. And then strait did fall
To studie of the Harp, and Harpsicall,
All th'Immortalls. To whom, euery Muse
With rauishing voices, did their answers vse,
Singing Th'eternall deeds of Deitie.
And from their hands, what Hells of miserie,
Will propagate mine owne precedencie,
As far as earth shall well-built cities beare;
Or humane conuersation, is held deare.
Not with my praise direct; but praises due;
And men shall credit it, because tis true.
How euer, I'le not cease the praise I vow
To farre-shot Phœbus, with the siluer bow;
Whom louely-hair'd Latona gaue the light.
O King? Both Lycia, is in Rule thy Right;
Faire Mœonie, and the Maritimall
Miletus; wisht to be the seate of all.
But chiefely Delos, girt with billowes round,
Thy most respected empire doth resound.
Where thou to Pythus wentst; to answer there,
(As soone as thou wert borne) the burning eare
Of many a far-come, to heare future deeds:
Clad in diuine, and odoriferous weeds.
And with thy Golden Fescue, plaidst vpon
Thy hollow Harp; that sounds to heauen set gone.
Then to Olympus, swift as thought hee flew
To Ioues high house; and had a retinew
Of Gods t'attend him. And then strait did fall
To studie of the Harp, and Harpsicall,
All th'Immortalls. To whom, euery Muse
With rauishing voices, did their answers vse,
Singing Th'eternall deeds of Deitie.
And from their hands, what Hells of miserie,
