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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. I. Early Poetry: Chaucer to Donne

Sir Edward Dyer (1543–1607)

Extracts from Sixe Idillia: The Prayer of Theocritus for Syracuse

(Idyll 16)

O JUPITER, and thou Minerva fierce in fight,

And thou Proserpina, who with thy mother hast renown

By Lysimelia streams, in Ephyra that wealthy town,

Out of our island drive our enemies, our bitter fate,

Along the Sardine sea, that death of friends they may relate

Unto their children and their wives, and that the towns opprest

By enemies, of th’ old inhabitants may be possest:

That they may till the fields, and sheep upon the downs may bleat

By thousands infinite and fat, and that the herd of neat

As to their stalls they go may press the lingering traveller.

Let grounds be broken up for seed, what time the grasshopper

Watching the shepherds by their flocks, in boughs close singing lies,

And let the spiders spread their slender webs in armories,

So that of war the very name may not be heard again.

But let the Poets strive, King Hiero’s glory for to strain

Beyond the Scythian sea, and far beyond those places where

Semiramis did build those stately walls and rule did bear.

’Mongst whom I will be one: for many other men beside

Jove’s daughters love, whose study still shall be both far and wide,

Sicilian Arethusa with the people to advance

And warlike Hiero. Ye Graces who keep resiance

In the Thessalian mount Orchomenus, to Thebes of old

So hateful, though of you beloved, to stay I will be bold

Where I am bid to come, and I with them will still remain,

That shall invite me to their house with all my Muses’ train.

Nor you will I forsake: for what to men can lovely be

Without your company? The Graces always be with me.