And as when Plato did i' th' cradle thrive, Bees to his lips brought honey from their hive; So to this boy they came; I know not whether They brought, or from his lips did honey gather.... He is also a master in the revels, His buskins (edg'd with silver) were of silke.... Those buskins he had got and brought away For dancing best upon the revell day. Browne, by the way, wrote the _Prefatory Address_ to this Book of _Britannia's Pastorals_, June 18, 1613, only three months after Beaumont's Masque upon the "revel day" was acted; and the book was licensed for printing, the same year, November 15. Returning to our young lion, he will, I fear me, exult (with lust of chase or laughter?) when in the third song of this book, he notes that Doridon, overhearing the love-colloquy of Remond and Fida, can find no other trope to describe their felicity than one drawn from Ovid, and from the so-called Beaumont poem of 1602, _Salmacis and Hermaphroditus_,-- Sweet death they needs must have, who so unite That two distinct make one Hermaphrodite.[91] Lured by such scents as these, our beast of prey may pounce--upon a shadow, or not?--when, having tracked the meandering Browne to the second song of the Second Book, he there hears him rehearse the names of What shepheards on the sea were seene To entertaine the Ocean's queene,-- the poets of England: Astrophel (Sidney), "the learned Shepheard of faire Hitching hill" (Chapman), all loved Draiton, Jonson, well-languag'd Daniel, Christopher Brooke, Davies of Hereford, and Wither, Many a skilfull swaine Whose equals Earth cannot produce againe, But leave the times and men that shall succeed them Enough to praise that age which so did breed them,-- and then, _without interim_, proceed: Two of the quaintest swains that yet have beene Failed their attendance on the Ocean's queene, Remond and Doridon, whose haplesse fates Late sever'd them from their more happy mates.[92] Browne, who had dropped these companion shepherds of the "pastoral and the rural song" three songs back, now needs them to scour the forests for the vanished Fida of his fiction. If he had not needed them for the narrative here resumed, might they not have attended the Ocean's queen with the other poets of England,--all, but Sidney, his personal friends,--as Fletcher and Beaumont? This is precisely the way in which Masaccio, Ghirlandajo, and Rafael introduced into their frescoes the Tornabuoni and Medici of their time. We may leave the inquisitive to follow them to that realm where, forsaking mythical and pastoral romance,