It quickned next a toyfull Ape, and so Gamesome it was, that it might freely goe From tent to tent, and with the children play. His organs now so like theirs hee doth finde, That why he cannot laugh, and speake his minde, 455 He wonders. Much with all, most he doth stay With Adams fift daughter _Siphatecia_, Doth gaze on her, and, where she passeth, passe, Gathers her fruits, and tumbles on the grasse, And wisest of that kinde, the first true lover was. 460 XLVII. He was the first that more desir'd to have One then another; first that ere did crave Love by mute signes, and had no power to speake; First that could make love faces, or could doe The valters sombersalts, or us'd to wooe 465 With hoiting gambolls, his owne bones to breake To make his mistresse merry; or to wreake Her anger on himselfe. Sinnes against kinde They easily doe, that can let feed their minde With outward beauty; beauty they in boyes and beasts do find 470 XLVIII. By this misled, too low things men have prov'd, And too high; beasts and angels have beene lov'd. This Ape, though else through-vaine, in this was wise, He reach'd at things too high, but open way There was, and he knew not she would say nay; 475 His toyes prevaile not, likelier meanes he tries, He gazeth on her face with teare-shot eyes, And up lifts subtly with his russet pawe Her kidskinne apron without feare or awe Of nature; nature hath no gaole, though shee hath law. 480 XLIX. First she was silly and knew not what he ment. That vertue, by his touches, chaft and spent, Succeeds an itchie warmth, that melts her quite; She knew not first, nowe cares not what he doth, And willing halfe and more, more then halfe <loth>, 485 She neither puls nor pushes, but outright Now cries, and now repents; when _Tethlemite_ Her brother, entred, and a great stone threw After the Ape, who, thus prevented, flew. This house thus batter'd downe, the Soule possest a new. 490 L. And whether by this change she lose or win, She comes out next, where the Ape would have gone in. _Adam_ and _Eve_ had mingled bloods, and now Like Chimiques equall fires, her temperate wombe Had stew'd and form'd it: and part did become 495 A spungie liver, that did richly allow, Like a free conduit, on a high hils brow, Life-keeping moisture unto every part; Part hardned it selfe to a thicker heart, Whose busie furnaces lifes spirits do impart. 500 LI.