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 Although his hart were more than warme with love of her, for feare The world sum other greater thing than Jove himself should breede, And willd the sonne of Aeacus this Peleus to succeede In that which he himself would faine have done, and for to take The Lady of the sea in armes a mother her to make. There is a bay of Thessaly that bendeth lyke a boawe. The sydes shoote foorth, where if the sea of any depth did flowe It were a haven. Scarcely dooth the water hyde the sand. It hath a shore so firme, that if a man theron doo stand, No print of foote remaynes behynd: it hindreth not ones pace, Ne covered is with hovering reeke. Adjoyning to this place, There is a grove of Myrtletrees with frute of dowle colour, And in the midds thereof a Cave. I can not tell you whither That nature or the art of man were maker of the same. It seemed rather made by arte. Oft Thetis hither came Starke naked, ryding bravely on a brydled Dolphins backe. There Peleus as shee lay asleepe uppon her often bracke. And forbycause that at her handes entreatance nothing winnes, He folding her about the necke with both his armes, beginnes To offer force. And surely if shee had not falne to wyles And shifted oftentymes her shape, he had obteind erewhyles. But shee became sumtymes a bird: he hilld her like a bird. Anon shee was a massye log: but Peleus never stird A whit for that. Then thirdly shee of speckled Tyger tooke The ugly shape: for feare of whose most feerce and cruell looke, His armes he from her body twicht. And at his going thence, In honour of the watry Goddes he burned frankincence, And powred wyne uppon the sea, with fat of neate and sheepe: Untill the prophet that dooth dwell within Carpathian deepe, Sayd thus: Thou sonne of Aeacus, thy wish thou sure shalt have Alonely when shee lyes asleepe within her pleasant Cave, Cast grinnes to trappe her unbewares: hold fast with snarling knot: And though shee fayne a hundreth shapes, deceyve thee let her not. But sticke unto't what ere it bee, untill the tyme that shee Returneth to the native shape shee erst was woont to bee. When Protew thus had sed, within the sea he duckt his head, And suffred on his latter woordes the water for to spred.