Ovids Festivalls

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1640 Excerpt: ...that thy realm shall last. This said, he mounted with a mighty thunder Th' acquainted heavens,and left the Kmg in wonder: Who streight returns with joy,and tells his Lords The passages. They scarce believe his words. But ye'LI believe it if iV event proves true: &lar what, say es he,so morrow will ensue. So soon tx Sol to morrow leaves the land, Jove gives apkdge that this our realm shall Hand. All doabtfull part. The promise seems too farre. The day appears. Their faiths suspended are. The ground was soft, with drops of pearl bedew M: To Tuma's gate there flocks a multitude. Forth comes the King, and takes his maple-throne: A mighty crowd, all whist,about him run. The Sunne appears but onely on his brim: 'Twixt hopes and fears their beating spirits swim. His head with white veil cover'd, up he stands, And lifts to heaven his God-familiar hands. This is the home of that thy promts'd fgne, Great Jove, cries he, confirm those words of thine. As thus he pray'd the Sunne was fully rais'dj Huge cracks of thunder through the heavens were nois d Thrice in clear aire heroar'd j thrice did he fling IJjs bolts. Believe me, thp igh a wondrous thing. Behold, the heaven just in the midst doth ope! Down to the ground both Prince and People stoop. A shield from thence, turn'd with a gentle gale, Falls down. A slwut the welkin clear doth scale. He takes it up, a bullock first knock'd down Whose youthfull neck a yoke had never known. 'T is call'd lAncile, 'cause it was par 'i round About the brimsj no corners to be found. Then, knowing that his kingdomes fate did lie In that, by counsel of great policie, Of stv.elds like-shap'd he bids to make a dozen, That so an errour might the couzener couzen. CMamurim, a man of great desert As well for manners as his manuall art, Pe...