FABLES Then flaring in her face offers to rife Ambitious of her Lip She frighted flys; Whom with a grone he draws by th'Garments back, And troubled, to the trembling Virgin /pake; Sweet Creature fear not me A Roman Slave, Who cur'd my fefter'd Foot, once in my Cave I feafted forty days; and when that I Was Pris'ner took, and he condemn'd to dy In a fad Theatre, where Men fate,and laugh'd To fee how Beafts the blood of Wretches quafPd, I mock'd their expe&ation, and did grace My trembling Surgeon with a dear imbrace. The Story known, to him they Pardon gave, And honouring me, fent to my Royal Gave. Dear if you knew me, I not dreadful am ; How many Ladies have made Lyons tame ? My Grand-fires W Berecynthids Chariot drove, Not by Force coupled, but almighty Love. We with your Smiles are rais'd, and when you frown The greateft Monarch values not his Crown. Then to her Father turning, thus he (aid, Still holding in his armed Foot the Maid, Lo! I,the King of Beafts, a Suter (land, And this thy Daughter for our Queen demand. We need tell you, what our Intereffc are In this great Forefr., and my Power in W^r To you is known, but joyn'd with fuch a Bride, Our Race deriving from the Father's fide Such adive Spirits, Strength, and valiant Hearts; From her Womb taking humane Form, and Arts; How may we be advane'd ? where fhall our Sons Find limits for their vaft Dominions ? The Sibils Man-Lyon,ftil'd the wondrous Birth, Muft rule the Conquer'd Nations of the Earth. The (*)That the Chariot of Btrecj*-thia, or Cjbile, the mother of the Gods, was drawn by Lions, we find in the third ofVirgtls Eneidi; tiaque *r Idxtimque hm [acHs, Et junHi carrum Bomn* fubi Cybele, Coryban-: hmc fid* fihtltU Corybntin Sounds for Cjiil he or- dnin'd, And filent Rites in Ms Orove main- by their heat and rapacity representing the Heavens,wherein the Air, in which the Earth , or Cjtelt is moved, is contain'd. Ovid feigns that Hippo. ments aad JuUtitu, having polluted a facred Grott with their unfeafonable Lufts, were by Cjtele transformdinto Lions,and forced to draw her Chariot. ______Territtque mtttr A* Stygia [onus dubiuvit mergtret >,H.ia. Pan* levis vifi ejt. Erfi modotivi* /Mm Cell* jib* vtUnt, &c, --------Cjbtl erown'd WithTowrs, had ftrnck them to th StjgUn found But that fhe thought that puni(hmer.t too fmall. When yellow Mainj on their fmooth Shoulders fall; Their Arms to Legs.their Fingers turn to Nails; Their breads of wondrous ftrength ; their tufted Tails Vhisk up the Duft, their looks are full of dread, For Speech they rore, the Woods become their bed. Thefe Lions, fear'd by others, Cjbcl checks With curbing bits, and yokes their ilubborn ijccks*