The saints sacrifice

Caric. In this, you know last night I did relate Cariclaes story, how I did receive her And brought her from your Egypt here to Greece, where in a short time she hath learned our tongue, And so far passeth she all other beauties That she attracteth all mens eyes to gaze With admiration on her, as well strangers ⟨image 12⟩As Greeks, so that where e'er she be conversant, Either at home, or in the Temples, or At public exercises, all mens eyes Are fixed upon her with as great devotion As if she were the image of some goddess Lately created; that which grieves me, is She loathes to hear of marriage, and resolves To live a maiden still, and so becoming Diana's servant, for the most part doth Apply her self to hunting and to shooting; I had a great desire to marry her Unto my sisters son, a fine young man, Well mannered, and fair spoken; but I cannot, Either by prayer or promise, or by force Of argument persuade her thereunto: In this I crave your help, dear Calasiris, Use some point of your wisdom to persuade her To know her nature, that she is a woman, And that she would not so degenerate From all those of her sex; this I beseech you To do for great Apollos sake, and all Your country gods.

Caric. In this, you know last night I did relate Cariclaes story, how I did receive her And brought her from your Egypt here to Greece, where in a short time she hath learn'd our tongue, And so farre passeth she all other beauties That she attracteth all mens eyes to gaze VVith admiration on her, as well strangers ⟨image 12⟩As Greekes, so thatwhere e'r shee be conversant, Either at home, or in the Temples, or At publique exercises, all mens eyes Are fix'd upon her with as great devotion As if she were the image of some goddesse Lately created; that which grieves me, is She loathes to heare of marriage, and resolves To live a maiden still, and so becomming Dianas servant, for the most part doth Apply her selfe to hunting and to shooting; I had a great desire to marry her Unto my sisters sonne, a fine young man, Well manner'd, and faire spoken; but I cannot, Either by prayer or promise, or by force Of argument perswade her thereunto: In this I crave your helpe, deare Calasiris, Use some point of your wisedome to perswade her To know her nature, that she is a woman, And that she would not so degenerate From all those of her sex; this I beseech you To doe for great Apollos sake, and all Your countrey gods.