Pher.
true Graphin[…], now the time drawes nye
Wherin the holy Priest with hallowed right,
The happy long desired knot shall tie,
Pheroras and Graphina to vnite:
How haue I with lifted hands implor'd
This blessed houre, till now implord in vaine,
Which my wished libertie restor'd,
And made my subiect selfe my owne againe.
loue faire Mayd vpon mine eye sit,
Whose nature hot dry the moysture all,
Which were in nature, and in reason fit
For my monachall Brothers death to fall:
Had Herod liu'd, he would haue pluckt my hand
From faire Graphinas Palme perforce: and tide
The same in hatefull and despised band,
For I had had a Baby to my Bride:
Scarce can her Infant tongue with easie voice
Her name distinguish to anothers eare:
Yet had he liu'd, his power, and not my choise
Had made me solembly the contract sweare.
Haue I not cause in such a change to ioy?
What? though she be my Neece, a Princesse borne:
Neere bloods without respect: high birth a toy.
Since Loue can teach blood and kindreds scorne.
What booted it that he did raise my head,
To be his Realmes Copartner, Kingdomes mate,
Withall, he kept Graphina from my bed,
More wisht by me then thrice Iudeas state.
Oh, could not he be skilfull Iudge in loue,
That doted so vpon his Mariams face?
He, for his passion, Doris did remoue.
I needed not a lawfull Wife displace,
It could not be but he had power to iudge,
But he that neuer grudg'd a Kingdomes share,
This well knowne happinesse to me did grudge:
And ment to be therein without compare.
Else had I bene his equall in loues hoast,
For though the Diadem on Mariams head
Corrupt the vulgar iudgements, I will boast
Graphina: brow's as white, her cheekes as red.
Why speaks not faire creature? moue tongue,
For Silence is a signe of discontent:
It were to both our loues too great a wrong
If now this hower do find sadly bent.