The gallery of heroick women written in French by Peter Le Moyne of the Society of Jesus ; translated into English by the Marquesse of Winchester.

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Title
The gallery of heroick women written in French by Peter Le Moyne of the Society of Jesus ; translated into English by the Marquesse of Winchester.
Author
Le Moyne, Pierre, 1602-1671.
Publication
London :: Printed by R. Norton for Henry Seile ...,
1652.
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Women -- Biography.
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"The gallery of heroick women written in French by Peter Le Moyne of the Society of Jesus ; translated into English by the Marquesse of Winchester." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A47665.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 15, 2024.

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Page 90

SONNET.
ORonta weeps, her bleeding mouth appears To mingle Corall with her Christal Tears; Her sad Heart powers it self into those streams, Lest Amolon should scorch it with his flames.
On this rich Bed now snores the Tyrant, blind with her bright Rayes, and to her Griefs of mind: Here Wine and Sleep into a Stock have turn'd That sparkling Brand whom lust full ardors burn'd.
Oronta hear Instructions of concern; Thy Angel tels thee this proud Holyfern Must have a Iudith; that the case requires To arm thy self with Steel against his fires.
The Virgin Be can sling, and valour show; If then thou causest not the blood to flow From this Inglorious Head, no other Art Can quench the Coal of his Ignoble Heart.
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