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 But though she thought she stoode on thornes untill she went to him: Yet went she not before she had bedect hir neat and trim, And pride and peerd upon hir clothes that nothing sat awrie, And framde hir countnance as might seeme most amrous to the eie. Which done she thus begon: O childe most worthie for to bee Estemde and taken for a God, if (as thou seemste to mee) Thou be a God, to Cupids name thy beautie doth agree. Or if thou be a mortall wight, right happie folke are they, By whome thou camste into this worlde, right happy is (I say) Thy mother and thy sister too (if any bee): good hap That woman had that was thy Nurce and gave thy mouth hir pap. But farre above all other, far more blist than these is shee Whome thou vouchsafest for thy wife and bedfellow for to bee. Now if thou have alredy one, let me by stelth obtaine That which shall pleasure both of us. Or if thou doe remaine A Maiden free from wedlocke bonde, let me then be thy spouse, And let us in the bridelie bed our selves togither rouse. This sed, the Nymph did hold hir peace, and therewithall the boy Waxt red: he wist not what love was: and sure it was a joy To see it how exceeding well his blushing him became. For in his face the colour fresh appeared like the same That is in Apples which doe hang upon the Sunnie side: Or Ivorie shadowed with a red: or such as is espide Of white and scarlet colours mixt appearing in the Moone When folke in vaine with sounding brasse would ease unto hir done. When at the last the Nymph desirde most instantly but this, As to his sister brotherly to give hir there a kisse, And therewithall was clasping him about the Ivorie necke: Leave off (quoth he) or I am gone and leave thee at a becke With all thy trickes. Then Salmacis began to be afraide, And, To your pleasure leave I free this place, my friend, she sayde. Wyth that she turnes hir backe as though she would have gone hir way: But evermore she looketh backe, and (closely as she may) She hides hir in a bushie queach, where kneeling on hir knee She alwayes hath hir eye on him. He as a childe and free, And thinking not that any wight had watched what he did Romes up and downe the pleasant Mede: and by and by amid