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 And Bullocks whyght with gilden homes were slayne for sacrifyse, And up to heaven of frankincence the smoky fume did ryse. When as Pygmalion having doone his dutye that same day, Before the altar standing, thus with fearefull hart did say: If that you Goddes can all things give, then let my wife (I pray) (He durst not say bee yoon same wench of Ivory, but) bee leeke My wench of Ivory. Venus (who was nought at all to seeke What such a wish as that did meene) then present at her feast, For handsell of her freendly helpe did cause three tymes at least The fyre to kindle and to spyre thryse upward in the ayre. As soone as he came home, streyghtway Pygmalion did repayre Unto the Image of his wench, and leaning on the bed, Did kisse hir. In her body streyght a warmenesse seemd to spred. He put his mouth againe to hers, and on her brest did lay His hand. The Ivory wexed soft: and putting quyght away All hardnesse, yeelded underneathe his fingars, as wee see A peece of wax made soft ageinst the Sunne, or drawen to bee In divers shapes by chaufing it betweene ones handes, and so To serve to uses. He amazde stood wavering to and fro Tweene joy, and feare to be beeguyld, ageine he burnt in love, Ageine with feeling he began his wished hope to prove. He felt it verrye flesh in deede. By laying on his thumb, He felt her pulses beating. Then he stood no longer dumb But thanked Venus with his hart, and at the length he layd His mouth to hers who was as then become a perfect mayd. Shee felt the kisse, and blusht therat: and lifting fearefully Hir eyelidds up, hir Lover and the light at once did spye. The mariage that her selfe had made the Goddesse blessed so, That when the Moone with fulsum lyght nyne tymes her course had go, This Ladye was delivered of a Sun that Paphus hyght, Of whom the Iland takes that name. &lt; part=f&gt;Of him was borne a knyght Calld Cinyras who (had he had none issue) surely myght Of all men underneathe the sun beene thought the happyest wyght. Of wicked and most cursed things to speake I now commence. Yee daughters and yee parents all go get yee farre from hence. Or if yee mynded bee to heere my tale, beleeve mee nought In this beehalfe: ne think that such a thing was ever wrought.