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 The Trojane knyght Aenaeas up at Cumes fro Limbo came. And having doone the sacrifyse accustomd for the same, He tooke his journey to the coast which had not yit the name Receyved of his nurce. In this same place he found a mate Of wyse Ulysses, Macare of Neritus, whoo late Before, had after all his long and tediouse toyles, there stayd. He spying Achemenides (whom late ago afrayd They had among mount Aetnas Cliffs abandond when they fled From Polypheme): and woondring for to see he was not dead, Sayd thus: O Achemenides, what chaunce, or rather what Good God hathe savde the lyfe of thee? What is the reason that A barbrous shippe beares thee a Greeke? Or whither saylest thou? To him thus, Achemenides, his owne man freely now And not forgrowen as one forlorne, nor clad in bristled hyde, Made answer: Yit ageine I would I should in perrill byde Of Polypheme, and that I myght those chappes of his behold Beesmeared with the blood of men, but if that I doo hold This shippe more deere than all the Realme of wyse Ulysses, or If lesser of Aenaeas I doo make account than for My father, neyther (though I did as much as doone myght bee,) I could ynough bee thankfull for his goodnesse towards mee. That I still speake and breathe, that I the Sun and heaven doo see, Is his gift. Can I thanklesse then or myndlesse of him bee, That downe the round eyed gyants throte this soule of myne went not? And that from hencefoorth when to dye it ever be my lot I may be layd in grave, or sure not in the Gyants mawe? What hart had I that tyme (at least if feare did not withdrawe Both hart and sence) when left behynd, you taking shippe I sawe? I would have called after you but that I was afrayd By making outcrye to my fo myself to have beewrayd. For even the noyse that you did make did put Ulysses shippe In daunger. I did see him from a cragged mountaine strippe A myghty rocke, and into sea it throwe midway and more. Ageine I sawe his giants pawe throwe huge big stones great store As if it were a sling. And sore I feared lest your shippe Should drowned by the water bee that from the stones did skippe, Or by the stones themselves, as if my self had beene therin.