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If you +are not located in the United States, you will have to check the laws of the +country where you are located before using this eBook. +</div> +<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: Hero and Leander</div> +<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: Christopher Marlowe</div> +<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0'>Release Date: July 7, 2006 [eBook #18781]<br /> +[Most recently updated: April 28, 2021]</div> +<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div> +<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0'>Character set encoding: UTF-8</div> +<div style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Produced by: Daniel Callahan</div> +<div style='margin-top:2em;margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HERO AND LEANDER ***</div> + +<h1>Hero and Leander</h1> + +<h2 class="no-break">by Christopher Marlowe</h2> + +<hr /> + +<div class="chapter"> + +<h2>FIRST SESTIAD</h2> + +<p class="noindent"> +On Hellespont, guilty of true-love’s blood,<br /> +In view and opposite two cities stood,<br /> +Sea-borderers, disjoined by Neptune’s might;<br /> +The one Abydos, the other Sestos hight.<br /> +At Sestos Hero dwelt; Hero the fair,<br /> +Whom young Apollo courted for her hair,<br /> +And offered as a dower his burning throne,<br /> +Where she should sit for men to gaze upon.<br /> +The outside of her garments were of lawn,<br /> +The lining purple silk, with gilt stars drawn;<br /> +Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove,<br /> +Where Venus in her naked glory strove<br /> +To please the careless and disdainful eyes<br /> +Of proud Adonis, that before her lies.<br /> +Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain,<br /> +Made with the blood of wretched lovers slain.<br /> +Upon her head she ware a myrtle wreath,<br /> +From whence her veil reached to the ground beneath.<br /> +Her veil was artificial flowers and leaves<br /> +Whose workmanship both man and beast deceives.<br /> +Many would praise the sweet smell as she passed,<br /> +When ’twas the odour which her breath forth cast;<br /> +And there for honey bees have sought in vain,<br /> +And, beat from thence, have lighted there again.<br /> +About her neck hung chains of pebblestone,<br /> +Which, lightened by her neck, like diamonds shone.<br /> +She ware no gloves; for neither sun nor wind<br /> +Would burn or parch her hands, but to her mind,<br /> +Or warm or cool them, for they took delight<br /> +To play upon those hands, they were so white.<br /> +Buskins of shells, all silvered used she,<br /> +And branched with blushing coral to the knee;<br /> +Where sparrows perched of hollow pearl and gold,<br /> +Such as the world would wonder to behold.<br /> +Those with sweet water oft her handmaid fills,<br /> +Which, as she went, would chirrup through the bills.<br /> +Some say for her the fairest Cupid pined<br /> +And looking in her face was strooken blind.<br /> +But this is true: so like was one the other,<br /> +As he imagined Hero was his mother.<br /> +And oftentimes into her bosom flew,<br /> +About her naked neck his bare arms threw,<br /> +And laid his childish head upon her breast,<br /> +And, with still panting rocked, there took his rest.<br /> +So lovely fair was Hero, Venus’ nun,<br /> +As Nature wept, thinking she was undone,<br /> +Because she took more from her than she left,<br /> +And of such wondrous beauty her bereft.<br /> +Therefore, in sign her treasure suffered wrack,<br /> +Since Hero’s time hath half the world been black. +</p> + +<p> +Amorous Leander, beautiful and young,<br /> +(whose tragedy divine Musaeus sung,)<br /> +Dwelt at Abydos; since him dwelt there none<br /> +For whom succeeding times make greater moan.<br /> +His dangling tresses, that were never shorn,<br /> +Had they been cut, and unto Colchos borne,<br /> +Would have allured the vent’rous youth of Greece<br /> +To hazard more than for the golden fleece.<br /> +Fair Cynthia wished his arms might be her sphere;<br /> +Grief makes her pale, because she moves not there.<br /> +His body was as straight as Circe’s wand;<br /> +Jove might have sipped out nectar from his hand.<br /> +Even as delicious meat is to the taste,<br /> +So was his neck in touching, and surpassed<br /> +The white of Pelop’s shoulder. I could tell ye<br /> +How smooth his breast was and how white his belly;<br /> +And whose immortal fingers did imprint<br /> +That heavenly path with many a curious dint<br /> +That runs along his back, but my rude pen<br /> +Can hardly blazon forth the loves of men,<br /> +Much less of powerful gods. Let it suffice<br /> +That my slack Muse sings of Leander’s eyes,<br /> +Those orient cheeks and lips, exceeding his<br /> +That leaped into the water for a kiss<br /> +Of his own shadow and, despising many,<br /> +Died ere he could enjoy the love of any.<br /> +Had wild Hippolytus Leander seen<br /> +Enamoured of his beauty had he been.<br /> +His presence made the rudest peasant melt<br /> +That in the vast uplandish country dwelt.<br /> +The barbarous Thracian soldier, moved with nought,<br /> +Was moved with him and for his favour sought.<br /> +Some swore he was a maid in man’s attire,<br /> +For in his looks were all that men desire,<br /> +A pleasant smiling cheek, a speaking eye,<br /> +A brow for love to banquet royally;<br /> +And such as knew he was a man, would say,<br /> +“Leander, thou art made for amorous play.<br /> +Why art thou not in love, and loved of all?<br /> +Though thou be fair, yet be not thine own thrall.” +</p> + +<p> +The men of wealthy Sestos every year,<br /> +(For his sake whom their goddess held so dear,<br /> +Rose-cheeked Adonis) kept a solemn feast.<br /> +Thither resorted many a wandering guest<br /> +To meet their loves. Such as had none at all,<br /> +Came lovers home from this great festival.<br /> +For every street like to a firmament<br /> +Glistered with breathing stars who, where they went,<br /> +Frighted the melancholy earth which deemed<br /> +Eternal heaven to burn, for so it seemed,<br /> +As if another Phaeton had got<br /> +The guidance of the sun’s rich chariot.<br /> +But far above the loveliest Hero shined<br /> +And stole away th’ enchanted gazer’s mind,<br /> +For like sea nymphs’ enveigling Harmony,<br /> +So was her beauty to the standers by.<br /> +Nor that night-wandering, pale, and wat’ry star<br /> +(When yawning dragons draw her thirling car<br /> +From Latmus’ mount up to the gloomy sky<br /> +Where, crowned with blazing light and majesty,<br /> +She proudly sits) more overrules the flood<br /> +Than she the hearts of those that near her stood.<br /> +Even as, when gaudy nymphs pursue the chase,<br /> +Wretched Ixion’s shaggy footed race,<br /> +Incensed with savage heat, gallop amain<br /> +From steep pine-bearing mountains to the plain.<br /> +So ran the people forth to gaze upon her,<br /> +And all that viewed her were enamoured on her.<br /> +And as in fury of a dreadful fight,<br /> +Their fellows being slain or put to flight,<br /> +Poor soldiers stand with fear of death dead strooken,<br /> +So at her presence all surprised and tooken,<br /> +Await the sentence of her scornful eyes.<br /> +He whom she favours lives, the other dies.<br /> +There might you see one sigh, another rage;<br /> +And some, (their violent passions to assuage)<br /> +Compile sharp satires, but alas too late,<br /> +For faithful love will never turn to hate.<br /> +And many seeing great princes were denied<br /> +Pin’d as they went, and thinking on her died.<br /> +On this feast day, O cursed day and hour,<br /> +Went Hero thorough Sestos from her tower<br /> +To Venus’ temple, where unhappily<br /> +As after chanced, they did each other spy. +</p> + +<p> +So fair a church as this had Venus none.<br /> +The walls were of discoloured jasper stone<br /> +Wherein was Proteus carved, and o’erhead<br /> +A lively vine of green sea agate spread,<br /> +Where by one hand lightheaded Bacchus hung,<br /> +And, with the other, wine from grapes out wrung.<br /> +Of crystal shining fair the pavement was.<br /> +The town of Sestos called it Venus’ glass.<br /> +There might you see the gods in sundry shapes<br /> +Committing heady riots, incest, rapes.<br /> +For know, that underneath this radiant floor<br /> +Was Danae’s statue in a brazen tower,<br /> +Jove slyly stealing from his sister’s bed,<br /> +To dally with Idalian Ganymede,<br /> +And for his love Europa bellowing loud,<br /> +And tumbling with the Rainbow in a cloud;<br /> +Blood quaffing Mars heaving the iron net<br /> +Which limping Vulcan and his Cyclops set;<br /> +Love kindling fire to burn such towns as Troy;<br /> +Sylvanus weeping for the lovely boy<br /> +That now is turned into a cypress tree,<br /> +Under whose shade the wood gods love to be.<br /> +And in the midst a silver altar stood.<br /> +There Hero, sacrificing turtle’s blood,<br /> +Vailed to the ground, vailing her eyelids close,<br /> +And modestly they opened as she rose.<br /> +Thence flew Love’s arrow with the golden head,<br /> +And thus Leander was enamoured.<br /> +Stone still he stood, and evermore he gazed<br /> +Till with the fire that from his countenance blazed<br /> +Relenting Hero’s gentle heart was strook.<br /> +Such force and virtue hath an amorous look. +</p> + +<p> +It lies not in our power to love or hate,<br /> +For will in us is overruled by fate.<br /> +When two are stripped, long ere the course begin<br /> +We wish that one should lose, the other win.<br /> +And one especially do we affect<br /> +Of two gold ingots like in each respect.<br /> +The reason no man knows; let it suffice<br /> +What we behold is censured by our eyes.<br /> +Where both deliberate, the love is slight:<br /> +Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight? +</p> + +<p> +He kneeled, but unto her devoutly prayed.<br /> +Chaste Hero to herself thus softly said,<br /> +“Were I the saint he worships, I would hear him;”<br /> +And, as she spake those words, came somewhat near him.<br /> +He started up, she blushed as one ashamed,<br /> +Wherewith Leander much more was inflamed.<br /> +He touched her hand; in touching it she trembled.<br /> +Love deeply grounded, hardly is dissembled.<br /> +These lovers parleyed by the touch of hands;<br /> +True love is mute, and oft amazed stands.<br /> +Thus while dumb signs their yielding hearts entangled,<br /> +The air with sparks of living fire was spangled,<br /> +And night, deep drenched in misty Acheron,<br /> +Heaved up her head, and half the world upon<br /> +Breathed darkness forth (dark night is Cupid’s day).<br /> +And now begins Leander to display<br /> +Love’s holy fire, with words, with sighs, and tears,<br /> +Which like sweet music entered Hero’s ears,<br /> +And yet at every word she turned aside,<br /> +And always cut him off as he replied.<br /> +At last, like to a bold sharp sophister,<br /> +With cheerful hope thus he accosted her.<br /> +“Fair creature, let me speak without offence.<br /> +I would my rude words had the influence<br /> +To lead thy thoughts as thy fair looks do mine,<br /> +Then shouldst thou be his prisoner, who is thine.<br /> +Be not unkind and fair; misshapen stuff<br /> +Are of behaviour boisterous and rough.<br /> +O shun me not, but hear me ere you go.<br /> +God knows I cannot force love as you do.<br /> +My words shall be as spotless as my youth,<br /> +Full of simplicity and naked truth.<br /> +This sacrifice, (whose sweet perfume descending<br /> +From Venus’ altar, to your footsteps bending)<br /> +Doth testify that you exceed her far,<br /> +To whom you offer, and whose nun you are.<br /> +Why should you worship her? Her you surpass<br /> +As much as sparkling diamonds flaring glass.<br /> +A diamond set in lead his worth retains;<br /> +A heavenly nymph, beloved of human swains,<br /> +Receives no blemish, but ofttimes more grace;<br /> +Which makes me hope, although I am but base:<br /> +Base in respect of thee, divine and pure,<br /> +Dutiful service may thy love procure.<br /> +And I in duty will excel all other,<br /> +As thou in beauty dost exceed Love’s mother.<br /> +Nor heaven, nor thou, were made to gaze upon,<br /> +As heaven preserves all things, so save thou one.<br /> +A stately builded ship, well rigged and tall,<br /> +The ocean maketh more majestical.<br /> +Why vowest thou then to live in Sestos here<br /> +Who on Love’s seas more glorious wouldst appear?<br /> +Like untuned golden strings all women are,<br /> +Which long time lie untouched, will harshly jar.<br /> +Vessels of brass, oft handled, brightly shine.<br /> +What difference betwixt the richest mine<br /> +And basest mould, but use? For both, not used,<br /> +Are of like worth. Then treasure is abused<br /> +When misers keep it; being put to loan,<br /> +In time it will return us two for one.<br /> +Rich robes themselves and others do adorn;<br /> +Neither themselves nor others, if not worn.<br /> +Who builds a palace and rams up the gate<br /> +Shall see it ruinous and desolate.<br /> +Ah, simple Hero, learn thyself to cherish.<br /> +Lone women like to empty houses perish.<br /> +Less sins the poor rich man that starves himself<br /> +In heaping up a mass of drossy pelf,<br /> +Than such as you. His golden earth remains<br /> +Which, after his decease, some other gains.<br /> +But this fair gem, sweet in the loss alone,<br /> +When you fleet hence, can be bequeathed to none.<br /> +Or, if it could, down from th’enameled sky<br /> +All heaven would come to claim this legacy,<br /> +And with intestine broils the world destroy,<br /> +And quite confound nature’s sweet harmony.<br /> +Well therefore by the gods decreed it is<br /> +We human creatures should enjoy that bliss.<br /> +One is no number; maids are nothing then<br /> +Without the sweet society of men.<br /> +Wilt thou live single still? One shalt thou be,<br /> +Though never singling Hymen couple thee.<br /> +Wild savages, that drink of running springs,<br /> +Think water far excels all earthly things,<br /> +But they that daily taste neat wine despise it.<br /> +Virginity, albeit some highly prize it,<br /> +Compared with marriage, had you tried them both,<br /> +Differs as much as wine and water doth.<br /> +Base bullion for the stamp’s sake we allow;<br /> +Even so for men’s impression do we you,<br /> +By which alone, our reverend fathers say,<br /> +Women receive perfection every way.<br /> +This idol which you term virginity<br /> +Is neither essence subject to the eye<br /> +No, nor to any one exterior sense,<br /> +Nor hath it any place of residence,<br /> +Nor is’t of earth or mould celestial,<br /> +Or capable of any form at all.<br /> +Of that which hath no being do not boast;<br /> +Things that are not at all are never lost.<br /> +Men foolishly do call it virtuous;<br /> +What virtue is it that is born with us?<br /> +Much less can honour be ascribed thereto;<br /> +Honour is purchased by the deeds we do.<br /> +Believe me, Hero, honour is not won<br /> +Until some honourable deed be done.<br /> +Seek you for chastity, immortal fame,<br /> +And know that some have wronged Diana’s name?<br /> +Whose name is it, if she be false or not<br /> +So she be fair, but some vile tongues will blot?<br /> +But you are fair, (ay me) so wondrous fair,<br /> +So young, so gentle, and so debonair,<br /> +As Greece will think if thus you live alone<br /> +Some one or other keeps you as his own.<br /> +Then, Hero, hate me not nor from me fly<br /> +To follow swiftly blasting infamy.<br /> +Perhaps thy sacred priesthood makes thee loath.<br /> +Tell me, to whom mad’st thou that heedless oath?” +</p> + +<p> +“To Venus,” answered she and, as she spake,<br /> +Forth from those two tralucent cisterns brake<br /> +A stream of liquid pearl, which down her face<br /> +Made milk-white paths, whereon the gods might trace<br /> +To Jove’s high court. He thus replied: “The rites<br /> +In which love’s beauteous empress most delights<br /> +Are banquets, Doric music, midnight revel,<br /> +Plays, masks, and all that stern age counteth evil.<br /> +Thee as a holy idiot doth she scorn<br /> +For thou in vowing chastity hast sworn<br /> +To rob her name and honour, and thereby<br /> +Committ’st a sin far worse than perjury,<br /> +Even sacrilege against her deity,<br /> +Through regular and formal purity.<br /> +To expiate which sin, kiss and shake hands.<br /> +Such sacrifice as this Venus demands.” +</p> + +<p> +Thereat she smiled and did deny him so,<br /> +As put thereby, yet might he hope for moe.<br /> +Which makes him quickly re-enforce his speech,<br /> +And her in humble manner thus beseech.<br /> +“Though neither gods nor men may thee deserve,<br /> +Yet for her sake, whom you have vowed to serve,<br /> +Abandon fruitless cold virginity,<br /> +The gentle queen of love’s sole enemy.<br /> +Then shall you most resemble Venus’ nun,<br /> +When Venus’ sweet rites are performed and done.<br /> +Flint-breasted Pallas joys in single life,<br /> +But Pallas and your mistress are at strife.<br /> +Love, Hero, then, and be not tyrannous,<br /> +But heal the heart that thou hast wounded thus,<br /> +Nor stain thy youthful years with avarice.<br /> +Fair fools delight to be accounted nice.<br /> +The richest corn dies, if it be not reaped;<br /> +Beauty alone is lost, too warily kept.” +</p> + +<p> +These arguments he used, and many more,<br /> +Wherewith she yielded, that was won before.<br /> +Hero’s looks yielded but her words made war.<br /> +Women are won when they begin to jar.<br /> +Thus, having swallowed Cupid’s golden hook,<br /> +The more she strived, the deeper was she strook.<br /> +Yet, evilly feigning anger, strove she still<br /> +And would be thought to grant against her will.<br /> +So having paused a while at last she said,<br /> +“Who taught thee rhetoric to deceive a maid?<br /> +Ay me, such words as these should I abhor<br /> +And yet I like them for the orator.” +</p> + +<p> +With that Leander stooped to have embraced her<br /> +But from his spreading arms away she cast her,<br /> +And thus bespake him: “Gentle youth, forbear<br /> +To touch the sacred garments which I wear.<br /> +Upon a rock and underneath a hill<br /> +Far from the town (where all is whist and still,<br /> +Save that the sea, playing on yellow sand,<br /> +Sends forth a rattling murmur to the land,<br /> +Whose sound allures the golden Morpheus<br /> +In silence of the night to visit us)<br /> +My turret stands and there, God knows, I play,<br /> +With Venus’ swans and sparrows all the day.<br /> +A dwarfish beldam bears me company,<br /> +That hops about the chamber where I lie,<br /> +And spends the night (that might be better spent)<br /> +In vain discourse and apish merriment.<br /> +Come thither.” As she spake this, her tongue tripped,<br /> +For unawares “come thither” from her slipped.<br /> +And suddenly her former colour changed,<br /> +And here and there her eyes through anger ranged.<br /> +And like a planet, moving several ways,<br /> +At one self instant she, poor soul, assays,<br /> +Loving, not to love at all, and every part<br /> +Strove to resist the motions of her heart.<br /> +And hands so pure, so innocent, nay, such<br /> +As might have made heaven stoop to have a touch,<br /> +Did she uphold to Venus, and again<br /> +Vowed spotless chastity, but all in vain.<br /> +Cupid beats down her prayers with his wings,<br /> +Her vows above the empty air he flings,<br /> +All deep enraged, his sinewy bow he bent,<br /> +And shot a shaft that burning from him went,<br /> +Wherewith she strooken, looked so dolefully,<br /> +As made love sigh to see his tyranny.<br /> +And as she wept her tears to pearl he turned,<br /> +And wound them on his arm and for her mourned.<br /> +Then towards the palace of the destinies<br /> +Laden with languishment and grief he flies,<br /> +And to those stern nymphs humbly made request<br /> +Both might enjoy each other, and be blest.<br /> +But with a ghastly dreadful countenance,<br /> +Threatening a thousand deaths at every glance,<br /> +They answered Love, nor would vouchsafe so much<br /> +As one poor word, their hate to him was such.<br /> +Hearken a while and I will tell you why.<br /> +Heaven’s winged herald, Jove-borne Mercury,<br /> +The selfsame day that he asleep had laid<br /> +Enchanted Argus, spied a country maid<br /> +Whose careless hair instead of pearl t’adorn it<br /> +Glistered with dew, as one that seemed to scorn it;<br /> +Her breath as fragrant as the morning rose,<br /> +Her mind pure, and her tongue untaught to gloze.<br /> +Yet proud she was (for lofty pride that dwells<br /> +In towered courts is oft in shepherds’ cells.)<br /> +And too too well the fair vermilion knew,<br /> +And silver tincture of her cheeks, that drew<br /> +The love of every swain. On her this god<br /> +Enamoured was, and with his snaky rod<br /> +Did charm her nimble feet, and made her stay,<br /> +The while upon a hillock down he lay<br /> +And sweetly on his pipe began to play,<br /> +And with smooth speech her fancy to assay,<br /> +Till in his twining arms he locked her fast<br /> +And then he wooed with kisses; and at last,<br /> +As shepherds do, her on the ground he laid<br /> +And, tumbling in the grass, he often strayed<br /> +Beyond the bounds of shame, in being bold<br /> +To eye those parts which no eye should behold.<br /> +And, like an insolent commanding lover<br /> +Boasting his parentage, would needs discover<br /> +The way to new Elysium, but she,<br /> +Whose only dower was her chastity,<br /> +Having striv’n in vain was now about to cry<br /> +And crave the help of shepherds that were nigh.<br /> +Herewith he stayed his fury, and began<br /> +To give her leave to rise. Away she ran;<br /> +After went Mercury who used such cunning<br /> +As she, to hear his tale, left off her running.<br /> +Maids are not won by brutish force and might,<br /> +But speeches full of pleasure, and delight.<br /> +And, knowing Hermes courted her, was glad<br /> +That she such loveliness and beauty had<br /> +As could provoke his liking, yet was mute<br /> +And neither would deny nor grant his suit.<br /> +Still vowed he love. She, wanting no excuse<br /> +To feed him with delays, as women use,<br /> +Or thirsting after immortality, -<br /> +All women are ambitious naturally -<br /> +Imposed upon her lover such a task<br /> +As he ought not perform nor yet she ask.<br /> +A draught of flowing nectar she requested,<br /> +Wherewith the king of gods and men is feasted.<br /> +He, ready to accomplish what she willed,<br /> +Stole some from Hebe (Hebe Jove’s cup filled)<br /> +And gave it to his simple rustic love.<br /> +Which being known (as what is hid from Jove?)<br /> +He inly stormed and waxed more furious<br /> +Than for the fire filched by Prometheus,<br /> +And thrusts him down from heaven. He, wandering here,<br /> +In mournful terms, with sad and heavy cheer,<br /> +Complained to Cupid. Cupid for his sake,<br /> +To be revenged on Jove did undertake.<br /> +And those on whom heaven, earth, and hell relies,<br /> +I mean the adamantine Destinies,<br /> +He wounds with love, and forced them equally<br /> +To dote upon deceitful Mercury.<br /> +They offered him the deadly fatal knife<br /> +That shears the slender threads of human life.<br /> +At his fair feathered feet the engines laid<br /> +Which th’ earth from ugly Chaos’ den upweighed.<br /> +These he regarded not but did entreat<br /> +That Jove, usurper of his father’s seat,<br /> +Might presently be banished into hell,<br /> +And aged Saturn in Olympus dwell.<br /> +They granted what he craved, and once again<br /> +Saturn and Ops began their golden reign.<br /> +Murder, rape, war, lust, and treachery,<br /> +Were with Jove closed in Stygian empery.<br /> +But long this blessed time continued not.<br /> +As soon as he his wished purpose got<br /> +He reckless of his promise did despise<br /> +The love of th’ everlasting Destinies.<br /> +They seeing it both love and him abhorred<br /> +And Jupiter unto his place restored.<br /> +And but that Learning in despite of Fate<br /> +Will mount aloft and enter heaven gate<br /> +And to the seat of Jove itself advance,<br /> +Hermes had slept in hell with Ignorance.<br /> +Yet as a punishment they added this,<br /> +That he and Poverty should always kiss.<br /> +And to this day is every scholar poor;<br /> +Gross gold from them runs headlong to the boor.<br /> +Likewise the angry Sisters thus deluded,<br /> +To venge themselves on Hermes, have concluded<br /> +That Midas’ brood shall sit in honour’s chair,<br /> +To which the Muses’ sons are only heir;<br /> +And fruitful wits, that in aspiring are,<br /> +Shall discontent run into regions far;<br /> +And few great lords in virtuous deeds shall joy<br /> +But be surprised with every garish toy,<br /> +And still enrich the lofty servile clown,<br /> +Who with encroaching guile keeps learning down.<br /> +Then Muse not Cupid’s suit no better sped,<br /> +Seeing in their loves the Fates were injured. +</p> + +<p class="center"> +(The end of the First Sestiad) +</p> + +</div><!--end chapter--> + +<div class="chapter"> + +<h2>SECOND SESTIAD</h2> + +<p> +By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,<br /> +Viewing Leander’s face, fell down and fainted.<br /> +He kissed her and breathed life into her lips,<br /> +Wherewith as one displeased away she trips.<br /> +Yet, as she went, full often looked behind,<br /> +And many poor excuses did she find<br /> +To linger by the way, and once she stayed,<br /> +And would have turned again, but was afraid,<br /> +In offering parley, to be counted light.<br /> +So on she goes and in her idle flight<br /> +Her painted fan of curled plumes let fall,<br /> +Thinking to train Leander therewithal.<br /> +He, being a novice, knew not what she meant<br /> +But stayed, and after her a letter sent,<br /> +Which joyful Hero answered in such sort,<br /> +As he had hope to scale the beauteous fort<br /> +Wherein the liberal Graces locked their wealth,<br /> +And therefore to her tower he got by stealth.<br /> +Wide open stood the door, he need not climb,<br /> +And she herself before the pointed time<br /> +Had spread the board, with roses strowed the room,<br /> +And oft looked out, and mused he did not come.<br /> +At last he came. O who can tell the greeting<br /> +These greedy lovers had at their first meeting.<br /> +He asked, she gave, and nothing was denied.<br /> +Both to each other quickly were affied.<br /> +Look how their hands, so were their hearts united,<br /> +And what he did she willingly requited.<br /> +(Sweet are the kisses, the embracements sweet,<br /> +When like desires and affections meet,<br /> +For from the earth to heaven is Cupid raised,<br /> +Where fancy is in equal balance peised.)<br /> +Yet she this rashness suddenly repented<br /> +And turned aside, and to herself lamented<br /> +As if her name and honour had been wronged<br /> +By being possessed of him for whom she longed.<br /> +Ay, and she wished, albeit not from her heart<br /> +That he would leave her turret and depart.<br /> +The mirthful god of amorous pleasure smiled<br /> +To see how he this captive nymph beguiled.<br /> +For hitherto he did but fan the fire,<br /> +And kept it down that it might mount the higher.<br /> +Now waxed she jealous lest his love abated,<br /> +Fearing her own thoughts made her to be hated.<br /> +Therefore unto him hastily she goes<br /> +And, like light Salmacis, her body throws<br /> +Upon his bosom where with yielding eyes<br /> +She offers up herself a sacrifice<br /> +To slake his anger if he were displeased.<br /> +O, what god would not therewith be appeased?<br /> +Like Aesop’s cock this jewel he enjoyed<br /> +And as a brother with his sister toyed<br /> +Supposing nothing else was to be done,<br /> +Now he her favour and good will had won.<br /> +But know you not that creatures wanting sense<br /> +By nature have a mutual appetence,<br /> +And, wanting organs to advance a step,<br /> +Moved by love’s force unto each other lep?<br /> +Much more in subjects having intellect<br /> +Some hidden influence breeds like effect.<br /> +Albeit Leander rude in love and raw,<br /> +Long dallying with Hero, nothing saw<br /> +That might delight him more, yet he suspected<br /> +Some amorous rites or other were neglected.<br /> +Therefore unto his body hers he clung.<br /> +She, fearing on the rushes to be flung,<br /> +Strived with redoubled strength; the more she strived<br /> +The more a gentle pleasing heat revived,<br /> +Which taught him all that elder lovers know.<br /> +And now the same gan so to scorch and glow<br /> +As in plain terms (yet cunningly) he craved it.<br /> +Love always makes those eloquent that have it.<br /> +She, with a kind of granting, put him by it<br /> +And ever, as he thought himself most nigh it,<br /> +Like to the tree of Tantalus, she fled<br /> +And, seeming lavish, saved her maidenhead.<br /> +Ne’er king more sought to keep his diadem,<br /> +Than Hero this inestimable gem.<br /> +Above our life we love a steadfast friend,<br /> +Yet when a token of great worth we send,<br /> +We often kiss it, often look thereon,<br /> +And stay the messenger that would be gone.<br /> +No marvel then, though Hero would not yield<br /> +So soon to part from that she dearly held.<br /> +Jewels being lost are found again, this never;<br /> +’Tis lost but once, and once lost, lost forever. +</p> + +<p> +Now had the morn espied her lover’s steeds,<br /> +Whereat she starts, puts on her purple weeds,<br /> +And red for anger that he stayed so long<br /> +All headlong throws herself the clouds among.<br /> +And now Leander, fearing to be missed,<br /> +Embraced her suddenly, took leave, and kissed.<br /> +Long was he taking leave, and loath to go,<br /> +And kissed again as lovers use to do.<br /> +Sad Hero wrung him by the hand and wept<br /> +Saying, “Let your vows and promises be kept.”<br /> +Then standing at the door she turned about<br /> +As loath to see Leander going out.<br /> +And now the sun that through th’ horizon peeps,<br /> +As pitying these lovers, downward creeps,<br /> +So that in silence of the cloudy night,<br /> +Though it was morning, did he take his flight.<br /> +But what the secret trusty night concealed<br /> +Leander’s amorous habit soon revealed.<br /> +With Cupid’s myrtle was his bonnet crowned,<br /> +About his arms the purple riband wound<br /> +Wherewith she wreathed her largely spreading hair.<br /> +Nor could the youth abstain, but he must wear<br /> +The sacred ring wherewith she was endowed<br /> +When first religious chastity she vowed.<br /> +Which made his love through Sestos to be known,<br /> +And thence unto Abydos sooner blown<br /> +Than he could sail; for incorporeal fame<br /> +Whose weight consists in nothing but her name,<br /> +Is swifter than the wind, whose tardy plumes<br /> +Are reeking water and dull earthly fumes.<br /> +Home when he came, he seemed not to be there,<br /> +But, like exiled air thrust from his sphere,<br /> +Set in a foreign place; and straight from thence,<br /> +Alcides like, by mighty violence<br /> +He would have chased away the swelling main<br /> +That him from her unjustly did detain.<br /> +Like as the sun in a diameter<br /> +Fires and inflames objects removed far,<br /> +And heateth kindly, shining laterally,<br /> +So beauty sweetly quickens when ’tis nigh,<br /> +But being separated and removed,<br /> +Burns where it cherished, murders where it loved.<br /> +Therefore even as an index to a book,<br /> +So to his mind was young Leander’s look.<br /> +O, none but gods have power their love to hide,<br /> +Affection by the countenance is descried.<br /> +The light of hidden fire itself discovers,<br /> +And love that is concealed betrays poor lovers,<br /> +His secret flame apparently was seen.<br /> +Leander’s father knew where he had been<br /> +And for the same mildly rebuked his son,<br /> +Thinking to quench the sparkles new begun.<br /> +But love resisted once grows passionate,<br /> +And nothing more than counsel lovers hate.<br /> +For as a hot proud horse highly disdains<br /> +To have his head controlled, but breaks the reins,<br /> +Spits forth the ringled bit, and with his hooves<br /> +Checks the submissive ground; so he that loves,<br /> +The more he is restrained, the worse he fares.<br /> +What is it now, but mad Leander dares?<br /> +“O Hero, Hero!” thus he cried full oft;<br /> +And then he got him to a rock aloft,<br /> +Where having spied her tower, long stared he on’t,<br /> +And prayed the narrow toiling Hellespont<br /> +To part in twain, that he might come and go;<br /> +But still the rising billows answered, “No.”<br /> +With that he stripped him to the ivory skin<br /> +And, crying “Love, I come,” leaped lively in.<br /> +Whereat the sapphire visaged god grew proud,<br /> +And made his capering Triton sound aloud,<br /> +Imagining that Ganymede, displeased,<br /> +Had left the heavens; therefore on him he seized.<br /> +Leander strived; the waves about him wound,<br /> +And pulled him to the bottom, where the ground<br /> +Was strewed with pearl, and in low coral groves<br /> +Sweet singing mermaids sported with their loves<br /> +On heaps of heavy gold, and took great pleasure<br /> +To spurn in careless sort the shipwrack treasure.<br /> +For here the stately azure palace stood<br /> +Where kingly Neptune and his train abode.<br /> +The lusty god embraced him, called him “Love,”<br /> +And swore he never should return to Jove.<br /> +But when he knew it was not Ganymede,<br /> +For under water he was almost dead,<br /> +He heaved him up and, looking on his face,<br /> +Beat down the bold waves with his triple mace,<br /> +Which mounted up, intending to have kissed him,<br /> +And fell in drops like tears because they missed him.<br /> +Leander, being up, began to swim<br /> +And, looking back, saw Neptune follow him,<br /> +Whereat aghast, the poor soul ’gan to cry<br /> +“O, let me visit Hero ere I die!”<br /> +The god put Helle’s bracelet on his arm,<br /> +And swore the sea should never do him harm.<br /> +He clapped his plump cheeks, with his tresses played<br /> +And, smiling wantonly, his love bewrayed.<br /> +He watched his arms and, as they opened wide<br /> +At every stroke, betwixt them would he slide<br /> +And steal a kiss, and then run out and dance,<br /> +And, as he turned, cast many a lustful glance,<br /> +And threw him gaudy toys to please his eye,<br /> +And dive into the water, and there pry<br /> +Upon his breast, his thighs, and every limb,<br /> +And up again, and close beside him swim,<br /> +And talk of love. Leander made reply,<br /> +“You are deceived; I am no woman, I.”<br /> +Thereat smiled Neptune, and then told a tale,<br /> +How that a shepherd, sitting in a vale,<br /> +Played with a boy so fair and kind,<br /> +As for his love both earth and heaven pined;<br /> +That of the cooling river durst not drink,<br /> +Lest water nymphs should pull him from the brink.<br /> +And when he sported in the fragrant lawns,<br /> +Goat footed satyrs and upstaring fauns<br /> +Would steal him thence. Ere half this tale was done,<br /> +“Ay me,” Leander cried, “th’ enamoured sun<br /> +That now should shine on Thetis’ glassy bower,<br /> +Descends upon my radiant Hero’s tower.<br /> +O, that these tardy arms of mine were wings!”<br /> +And, as he spake, upon the waves he springs.<br /> +Neptune was angry that he gave no ear,<br /> +And in his heart revenging malice bare.<br /> +He flung at him his mace but, as it went,<br /> +He called it in, for love made him repent.<br /> +The mace, returning back, his own hand hit<br /> +As meaning to be venged for darting it.<br /> +When this fresh bleeding wound Leander viewed,<br /> +His colour went and came, as if he rued<br /> +The grief which Neptune felt. In gentle breasts<br /> +Relenting thoughts, remorse, and pity rests.<br /> +And who have hard hearts and obdurate minds,<br /> +But vicious, harebrained, and illiterate hinds?<br /> +The god, seeing him with pity to be moved,<br /> +Thereon concluded that he was beloved.<br /> +(Love is too full of faith, too credulous,<br /> +With folly and false hope deluding us.)<br /> +Wherefore, Leander’s fancy to surprise,<br /> +To the rich Ocean for gifts he flies.<br /> +’Tis wisdom to give much; a gift prevails<br /> +When deep persuading oratory fails. +</p> + +<p> +By this Leander, being near the land,<br /> +Cast down his weary feet and felt the sand.<br /> +Breathless albeit he were he rested not<br /> +Till to the solitary tower he got,<br /> +And knocked and called. At which celestial noise<br /> +The longing heart of Hero much more joys<br /> +Than nymphs and shepherds when the timbrel rings,<br /> +Or crooked dolphin when the sailor sings.<br /> +She stayed not for her robes but straight arose<br /> +And, drunk with gladness, to the door she goes,<br /> +Where seeing a naked man, she screeched for fear<br /> +(Such sights as this to tender maids are rare)<br /> +And ran into the dark herself to hide.<br /> +(Rich jewels in the dark are soonest spied).<br /> +Unto her was he led, or rather drawn<br /> +By those white limbs which sparkled through the lawn.<br /> +The nearer that he came, the more she fled,<br /> +And, seeking refuge, slipped into her bed.<br /> +Whereon Leander sitting thus began,<br /> +Through numbing cold, all feeble, faint, and wan.<br /> +“If not for love, yet, love, for pity sake,<br /> +Me in thy bed and maiden bosom take.<br /> +At least vouchsafe these arms some little room,<br /> +Who, hoping to embrace thee, cheerly swum.<br /> +This head was beat with many a churlish billow,<br /> +And therefore let it rest upon thy pillow.”<br /> +Herewith affrighted, Hero shrunk away,<br /> +And in her lukewarm place Leander lay,<br /> +Whose lively heat, like fire from heaven fet,<br /> +Would animate gross clay and higher set<br /> +The drooping thoughts of base declining souls<br /> +Than dreary Mars carousing nectar bowls.<br /> +His hands he cast upon her like a snare.<br /> +She, overcome with shame and sallow fear,<br /> +Like chaste Diana when Actaeon spied her,<br /> +Being suddenly betrayed, dived down to hide her.<br /> +And, as her silver body downward went,<br /> +With both her hands she made the bed a tent,<br /> +And in her own mind thought herself secure,<br /> +O’ercast with dim and darksome coverture.<br /> +And now she lets him whisper in her ear,<br /> +Flatter, entreat, promise, protest and swear;<br /> +Yet ever, as he greedily assayed<br /> +To touch those dainties, she the harpy played,<br /> +And every limb did, as a soldier stout,<br /> +Defend the fort, and keep the foeman out.<br /> +For though the rising ivory mount he scaled,<br /> +Which is with azure circling lines empaled,<br /> +Much like a globe (a globe may I term this,<br /> +By which love sails to regions full of bliss)<br /> +Yet there with Sisyphus he toiled in vain,<br /> +Till gentle parley did the truce obtain.<br /> +Wherein Leander on her quivering breast<br /> +Breathless spoke something, and sighed out the rest;<br /> +Which so prevailed, as he with small ado<br /> +Enclosed her in his arms and kissed her too.<br /> +And every kiss to her was as a charm,<br /> +And to Leander as a fresh alarm,<br /> +So that the truce was broke and she, alas,<br /> +(Poor silly maiden) at his mercy was.<br /> +Love is not full of pity (as men say)<br /> +But deaf and cruel where he means to prey.<br /> +Even as a bird, which in our hands we wring,<br /> +Forth plungeth and oft flutters with her wing,<br /> +She trembling strove. This strife of hers (like that<br /> +Which made the world) another world begat<br /> +Of unknown joy. Treason was in her thought,<br /> +And cunningly to yield herself she sought.<br /> +Seeming not won, yet won she was at length.<br /> +In such wars women use but half their strength.<br /> +Leander now, like Theban Hercules,<br /> +Entered the orchard of th’ Hesperides;<br /> +Whose fruit none rightly can describe but he<br /> +That pulls or shakes it from the golden tree.<br /> +And now she wished this night were never done,<br /> +And sighed to think upon th’ approaching sun;<br /> +For much it grieved her that the bright daylight<br /> +Should know the pleasure of this blessed night,<br /> +And them, like Mars and Erycine, display<br /> +Both in each other’s arms chained as they lay.<br /> +Again, she knew not how to frame her look,<br /> +Or speak to him, who in a moment took<br /> +That which so long so charily she kept,<br /> +And fain by stealth away she would have crept,<br /> +And to some corner secretly have gone,<br /> +Leaving Leander in the bed alone.<br /> +But as her naked feet were whipping out,<br /> +He on the sudden clinged her so about,<br /> +That, mermaid-like, unto the floor she slid.<br /> +One half appeared, the other half was hid.<br /> +Thus near the bed she blushing stood upright,<br /> +And from her countenance behold ye might<br /> +A kind of twilight break, which through the hair,<br /> +As from an orient cloud, glimpsed here and there,<br /> +And round about the chamber this false morn<br /> +Brought forth the day before the day was born.<br /> +So Hero’s ruddy cheek Hero betrayed,<br /> +And her all naked to his sight displayed,<br /> +Whence his admiring eyes more pleasure took<br /> +Than Dis, on heaps of gold fixing his look.<br /> +By this, Apollo’s golden harp began<br /> +To sound forth music to the ocean,<br /> +Which watchful Hesperus no sooner heard<br /> +But he the bright day-bearing car prepared<br /> +And ran before, as harbinger of light,<br /> +And with his flaring beams mocked ugly night,<br /> +Till she, o’ercome with anguish, shame, and rage,<br /> +Danged down to hell her loathsome carriage.<br /> +</p> + +<p class="center"> +(The end of the Second Sestiad) +</p> + +</div><!--end chapter--> + +<div style='display:block;margin-top:4em'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HERO AND LEANDER ***</div> +<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0;'>This file should be named 18781-h.htm or 18781-h.zip</div> +<div style='display:block;margin:1em 0;'>This and all associated files of various formats will be found in https://www.gutenberg.org/1/8/7/8/18781/</div> +<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> +Updated editions will replace the previous one—the old editions will +be renamed. +</div> + +<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> +Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright +law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, +so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United +States without permission and without paying copyright +royalties. 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