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 And eeke theyr guylefull dealing did transforme them everyclone Into an evillfavored kynd of beast: that beeing none They myght yit still resemble men. He knit in lesser space Theyr members, and he beate mee flat theyr noses to theyr face, The which he filled furrowlike with wrinckles every where. He clad theyr bodyes over all with fallow coulourd heare, And put them into this same Ile to dwell forever there. But first he did bereeve them of the use of speeche and toong, Which they to cursed perjurye did use bothe old and yoong. To chatter hoarcely, and to shreeke, to jabber, and to squeake, He hath them left, and for to moppe and mowe, but not to speake. Aenaeas having past this Ile, and on his ryght hand left The towne of Naples, and the tumb of Mysen on his left, Toogither with the fenny grounds: at Cumye landed, and Went unto longlyvde Sybills house, with whom he went in hand That he to see his fathers ghoste myght go by Averne deepe. Shee long uppon the earth in stownd her eyes did fixed keepe, And at the length as soone as that the spryght of prophesye Was entred her, shee raysing them did thus ageine reply: O most renowmed wyght, of whom the godlynesse by fyre And valeantnesse is tryde by swoord, great things thou doost requyre. But feare not, Trojane: for thou shalt bee lord of thy desyre. To see the reverend image of thy deerebeeloved syre, Among the fayre Elysian feeldes where godly folke abyde, And all the lowest kingdoomes of the world I will thee guyde. No way to vertue is restreynd. This spoken, shee did showe A golden bowgh that in the wood of Proserpine did growe, And willed him to pull it from the tree. He did obey: And sawe the powre of dreadfull hell, and where his graundsyres lay And eeke the aged Ghost of stowt Anchises. Furthermore He lernd the customes of the land arryvd at late before, And what adventures should by warre betyde him in that place. From thence retyring up ageine a slow and weery pace, He did asswage the tediousnesse by talking with his guyde. For as he in the twylyght dim this dreadfui way did ryde, He sayed: Whither present thou thyself a Goddesse bee, Or such a one as God dooth love most dearly, I will thee