A01981:711
The saints sacrifice
The saints sacrifice: or, a commentary on the CXVI. Psalm Which is, a gratulatory psalm, for deliverance from deadly distress. By William Gouge, D.D.The saints sacrifice: or, a commentarie on the CXVI. Psalme Which is, a gratulatory psalme, for deliverance from deadly distresse. By William Gouge, D.D.
London: printed by George Miller for Edward Brewster, 1632
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Caric. At the sacred altars Of the immortal gods (to whom we are Reserved for sacrifices) you shall know Me and my parents.
Caric. At the sacred altars Of the immortall gods (to whom we are Reserv'd for sacrifices) you shall know Me and my parents.
Pers. O sir, what a maid Have you appointed to be sacrificed? Ne'er have mine eyes beheld a fairer creature; With what a stout and an undaunted courage Bears she her fortune? I am moved with pity At her so flowering age, O had my daughter I bare unto you lived, she would have been Almost as old as she, I do beseech you Spare her, and let her serve me at my table, For I am prompted strangely by my Genius Unto commiseration.
Pers. O sir, what a mayd Have you appointed to be sacrific'd? Ne're have mine eyes beheld a fairer creature; With what a stout and an undaunted courage Beares she her fortune? I am mov'd with pity At her so flowring age, O had my daughter I bare unto you liv'd, she would have beene Almost as old as she, I doe beseech you Spare her, and let her serve me at my table, For I am prompted strangely by my Genius Unto commiseration.
Hydas. So am I, Beyond imagination, but you know The Law requires the first fruits of the war Should be the gods oblation, to the Sun Therefore we'll offer him, she to the Moon, The gods must be obeyed, the laws fulfilled. They all offer to rise, Cariclea falls at the feet of Sysimethres.
Hydas. So am I, Beyond imagination, but you know The Law requires the first fruits of the warre Should be the gods oblation, to the Sunne Therefore we'll offer him, she to the Moone, The gods must be obey'd, the lawes fulfil'd. They all offer to rise, Cariclea fals at the feet of Sysimethres.