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 And shifting all hir rich aray, did put on mourning weede But when she understoode what man was doer of the deede, She left all mourning, and from teares to vengeance did proceede. There was a certaine firebrand which when Oenies wife did lie In childebed of Meleager, she chaunced to espie The Destnies putting in the fire: and in the putting in, She heard them speake these words, as they his fatall threede did spin: O lately borne, like time we give to thee and to this brand. And when they so had spoken, they departed out of hand. Immediatly the mother caught the blazing bough away, And quenched it. This bough she kept full charely many a day: And in the keeping of the same she kept hir sonne alive. But now intending of his life him clearly to deprive, She brought it forth, and causing all the coales and shivers to Be layed by, she like a foe did kindle fire thereto. Fowre times she was about to cast the firebrand in the flame: Fowre times she pulled backe hir hand from doing of the same. As mother and as sister both she strove what way to go: The divers names drew diversly hir stomacke to and fro. Hir face waxt often pale for feare of mischiefe to ensue: And often red about the eies through heate of ire she grew. One while hir looke resembled one that threatned cruelnesse: Another while ye would have thought she minded pitiousnesse. And though the cruell burning of hir heart did drie hir teares, Yet burst out some. And as a Boate which tide contrarie beares Against the winde, feeles double force, and is compeld to yeelde To both, so Thesties daughter now unable for to weelde Hir doubtful passions, diversly is caried off and on, And chaungeably she waxes calme, and stormes againe anon. But better sister ginneth she than mother for to be. And to th'intent hir brothers ghostes with bloud to honor, she In meaning to be one way kinde, doth worke another way Against kinde. When the plagie fire waxt strong she thus did say: Let this same fire my bowels burne. And as in cursed hands The fatall wood she holding at the Hellish Altar stands: She said: Ye triple Goddesses of wreake, ye Helhounds three Beholde ye all this furious fact and sacrifice of mee.