English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
These marched farre afore the other crew; xii
And all the way before them as they went,
_Triton_ his trompet[203] shrill before them blew,
For goodly triumph and great iollyment,
That made the rockes to roare, as they were rent.
And after them the royall issue came,
Which of them sprung by lineall descent:
First the Sea-gods, which to themselues doe clame
The powre to rule the billowes, and the waues to tame.
_Phorcys_, the father of that fatall brood, xiii
By whom those old Heroes wonne such fame;
And _Glaucus_, that wise southsayes[204] vnderstood;
And tragicke _Inoes_ sonne, the which became
A God of seas through his mad mothers blame,
Now hight _Palemon_, and is saylers frend;
Great _Brontes_, and _Astræus_, that did shame
Himselfe with incest of his kin vnkend;
And huge _Orion_, that doth tempests still portend.
The rich _Cteatus_, and _Eurytus_ long; xiv
_Neleus_ and _Pelias_ louely brethren both;
Mightie _Chrysaor_, and _Caïcus_ strong;
_Eurypulus_, that calmes the waters wroth;
And faire _Euphœmus_, that vpon them goth
As on the ground, without dismay or dread:
Fierce _Eryx_, and _Alebius_ that know’th
The waters depth, and doth their bottome tread;
And sad _Asopus_, comely with his hoarie head.
There also some most famous founders were xv
Of puissant Nations, which the world possest;
Yet sonnes of _Neptune_, now assembled here:
Ancient _Ogyges_, euen th’auncientest,
And _Inachus_ renowmd aboue the rest;
_Phœnix_, and _Aon_, and _Pelasgus_ old,
Great _Belus_, _Phœax_, and _Agenor_ best;
And mightie _Albion_, father of the bold
And warlike people, which the _Britaine_ Islands hold.
For _Albion_ the sonne of _Neptune_ was, xvi
Who for the proofe of his great puissance,
Out of his _Albion_ did on dry-foot pas
Into old _Gall_, that now is cleeped _France_,
To fight with _Hercules_, that did aduance
To vanquish all the world with matchlesse might,
And there his mortall part by great mischance
Was slaine: but that which is th’immortall spright
Liues still: and to this feast with _Neptunes_ seed was dight.
But what doe I their names seeke to reherse, xvii
Which all the world haue with their issue fild?
How can they all in this so narrow verse
Contayned be, and in small compasse hild?
Let them record them, that are better skild,
And know the moniments of passed times[205]:
Onely what needeth, shall be here fulfild,
T’expresse some part of that great equipage,
Which from great _Neptune_ do deriue their parentage.
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