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           HERODIANS
           OF
           ALEXANDRIA
           HIS
           IMPERIALL
           HISTORY
           OF
           Twenty
           Roman
           CAESARS
           &
           EMPEROURS
           of
           his
           Time.
           First
           writ
           in
           Greek
           ,
           and
           now
           converted
           into
           an
           HEROICK
           POEM
           .
        
         
           By
           C.
           
             B
             :
             Stapylton
          
           .
        
         
           
             —
             Virtus
             post
             funera
             vivit
          
           .
        
         
           LONDON
           Printed
           by
           
             W
             :
             Hunt
          
           ,
           for
           the
           Author
           .
           MDCLII
           .
        
      
       
         
         
         
           An
           ADVERTISEMENT
           .
        
         
           PEradventure
           some
           will
           say
           this
           Labour
           is
           superfluous
           this
           work
           is
           already
           in
           prose
           ,
           what
           need
           this
           verse
           come
           limping
           after
           ;
           Indeed
           I
           confesse
           all
           is
           but
           one
           dish
           of
           meat
           severally
           drest
           ;
           yet
           we
           oft
           see
           one
           baked
           and
           another
           rost
           of
           the
           same
           kind
           (
           rightly
           sauced
           and
           seasoned
           )
           is
           more
           acceptable
           then
           a
           third
           of
           a
           contrary
           kind
           which
           is
           not
           so
           good
           in
           quality
           :
           If
           here
           be
           any
           thing
           praise-worthy
           it
           belongs
           to
           Herodian
           that
           Famous
           Greek
           Historian
           ,
           who
           was
           the
           Author
           ;
           as
           touching
           the
           Translator
           I
           suppose
           he
           did
           it
           for
           his
           recreation
           ,
           and
           for
           ought
           I
           can
           perceive
           doth
           not
           much
           care
           whether
           you
           give
           him
           thanks
           or
           no
           ,
           because
           he
           hath
           not
           told
           his
           name
           :
           for
           my
           part
           that
           have
           put
           it
           into
           Rime
           ,
           if
           I
           could
           ,
           it
           should
           have
           been
           verse
           ;
           for
           I
           doe
           Ingenuously
           confesse
           my selfe
           much
           obliged
           to
           the
           History
           ,
           seeing
           so
           many
           mighty
           Monarchs
           and
           high
           Estates
           one
           while
           at
           the
           top
           of
           Fortunes
           wheele
           ,
           and
           anon
           turned
           topsy
           turvy
           ,
           or
           cut
           off
           by
           an
           untimely
           death
           ,
           hath
           made
           me
           the
           better
           able
           to
           digest
           my
           owne
           misfortunes
           ;
           I
           therefore
           thought
           it
           better
           thus
           harmlessly
           to
           spend
           my
           vacant
           houres
           ,
           whether
           any
           one
           give
           me
           thanks
           or
           no
           ,
           then
           to
           trouble
           my
           braines
           with
           former
           losses
           ,
           when
           neither
           they
           or
           I
           was
           guilty
           thereof
           :
           robd
           and
           undone
           I
           was
           by
           the
           rebellion
           in
           Ireland
           ,
           and
           I
           partly
           know
           what
           set
           them
           awork
           ,
           yet
           leave
           the
           revenge
           to
           God
           ,
           Ascribing
           unto
           him
           all
           Honour
           and
           humble
           Thanks
           for
           my
           present
           Affliction
           and
           miraculous
           Preservation
           ,
           which
           I
           have
           formerly
           shewed
           elsewhere
           :
           but
           of
           one
           thing
           I
           assure
           you
           ,
           if
           I
           had
           part
           of
           
           my
           Lands
           and
           goods
           againe
           ,
           I
           should
           imploy
           my selfe
           (
           by
           honest
           industry
           )
           to
           improve
           them
           (
           as
           formerly
           I
           did
           )
           and
           not
           in
           making
           verses
           ;
           for
           I
           am
           now
           too
           sensible
           of
           that
           old
           adage
           ,
           there
           goes
           but
           a
           paire
           of
           sheers
           betwixt
           a
           Poet
           and
           a
           begger
           .
        
         
           To
           say
           any
           thing
           in
           excuse
           of
           Translations
           I
           think
           it
           needlesse
           to
           good
           and
           generous
           natures
           ,
           and
           to
           the
           other
           ,
           with
           Courtly
           Sir
           
             Io
             :
             Harrington
          
           (
           to
           one
           that
           said
           of
           his
           excellent
           Poem
           it
           was
           but
           a
           translation
           )
           I
           say
           I
           will
           give
           one
           but
           for
           another
           as
           he
           did
           in
           one
           of
           his
           Epigrams
           :
           yet
           of
           your
           clemency
           I
           desire
           you
           to
           excuse
           the
           plainnesse
           of
           my
           Rimes
           ,
           because
           I
           have
           been
           by
           profession
           a
           piece
           of
           a
           Souldier
           and
           not
           a
           Scholler
           .
           If
           the
           matter
           be
           not
           delivered
           faithfully
           ,
           it
           would
           be
           an
           invention
           rather
           then
           a
           Translation
           ,
           therefore
           whoever
           will
           please
           to
           try
           one
           Canto
           ,
           if
           he
           hit
           the
           sense
           and
           keep
           the
           words
           better
           ,
           the
           submission
           is
           already
           made
           :
           and
           if
           any
           marvell
           to
           see
           some
           Stanza's
           of
           eight
           lines
           now
           and
           then
           intermixt
           ,
           the
           best
           reason
           I
           can
           give
           you
           is
           ,
           that
           where
           a
           sentence
           could
           not
           well
           be
           comprehended
           in
           six
           ,
           I
           let
           it
           run
           on
           to
           eight
           for
           the
           more
           emphaticall
           expression
           as
           the
           matter
           required
           ;
           if
           you
           will
           have
           another
           reason
           ,
           I
           allude
           to
           a
           Cardinall
           that
           used
           to
           say
           I
           and
           my
           King.
           So
           I
           say
           it
           seemed
           good
           to
           me
           &
           my
           Muse
           ,
           as
           willing
           to
           give
           you
           some
           Novelty
           which
           you
           and
           I
           observe
           dayly
           either
           for
           better
           or
           worse
           :
           some
           nice
           pallats
           (
           of
           late
           )
           would
           not
           have
           a
           verse
           to
           end
           with
           many
           syllables
           ,
           some
           others
           say
           it
           is
           to
           find
           fault
           with
           a
           fat
           Goose
           ;
           it
           is
           enough
           for
           me
           to
           say
           that
           Sir
           
             Phillip
             Sidney
          
           and
           Sir
           
             Iohn
             Harrington
          
           both
           used
           and
           affected
           it
           .
           Some
           also
           doe
           indeavour
           hands
           to
           usher
           in
           their
           Poems
           which
           I
           doe
           not
           think
           mine
           worthy
           of
           ,
           neither
           indeed
           doe
           I
           affect
           it
           ,
           or
           else
           it
           is
           possible
           it
           might
           have
           been
           done
           :
           if
           the
           Wine
           be
           good
           it
           needs
           no
           bush
           ,
           I
           care
           not
           for
           a
           gaudy
           signe-post
           it
           often
           deludes
           the
           Expectation
           .
           Lastly
           ,
           I
           desire
           two
           things
           of
           the
           courteous
           Reader
           ,
           one
           is
           to
           mend
           
           the
           faults
           of
           the
           Presse
           ;
           the
           other
           ,
           that
           he
           will
           please
           to
           remember
           what
           is
           before
           mentioned
           touching
           this
           Authors
           long
           and
           unjust
           exile
           out
           of
           his
           Country
           ,
           with
           great
           charge
           of
           Family
           ,
           through
           many
           Imminent
           dangers
           and
           grievous
           sufferings
           :
           This
           if
           he
           Candidly
           consider
           he
           will
           lesse
           marvell
           why
           these
           Bookes
           are
           not
           publickly
           sold
           ,
           but
           only
           presented
           to
           such
           Generous
           hands
           as
           are
           in
           their
           goodnesse
           sensible
           of
           this
           Authors
           misfortune
           .
        
      
       
         
           THE
           APPROBATION
           of
           this
           History
           ,
           by
           divers
           Authors
           of
           Eminent
           Place
           and
           Esteeme
           .
        
         
           
             PHOTIUS
             the
             Patriarke
             ,
             in
             the
             99.
             
             Chap●er
             of
             his
             Greeke
             Bibliothicke
             .
          
           
             HERODIAN
             neither
             swels
             with
             Superfluity
             ,
             nor
             omits
             ought
             that
             is
             Necessary
             :
             in
             a
             word
             ,
             he
             is
             not
             inferiour
             to
             any
             ,
             for
             all
             Historicall
             Perfections
             .
          
        
         
           
             HENRY
             STEPHAN
             in
             his
             Latine
             Dedicatory
             Epistle
             to
             Sir
             PHILLIP
             SIDNEY
             (
             of
             Glorious
             Memory
             perfixt
             before
             HERODIANS
             Greeke
             History
             .
          
           
             THe
             reading
             of
             Herodians
             Historicall
             Worke
             ,
             will
             be
             a
             matter
             of
             singular
             Profit
             and
             Pleasure
             to
             the
             Courtiers
             of
             this
             Age
             ;
             for
             he
             represents
             (
             as
             in
             a
             Glasse
             )
             
             the
             Emperours
             of
             that
             Age
             and
             their
             Courts
             ;
             with
             Comedies
             ,
             Tragedies
             ,
             and
             Tragicomedies
             .
             It
             is
             most
             certaine
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             both
             an
             Eie-witnesse
             and
             an
             Eare-witnesse
             of
             many
             things
             which
             he
             writ
             .
             No
             Roman
             History
             did
             ever
             comprise
             such
             wonderfull
             Changes
             hapning
             in
             the
             Roman
             Empire
             ,
             in
             so
             small
             a
             Circle
             of
             Time.
             
          
        
         
           
             POLITIAN
             in
             his
             Epistle
             to
             POPE
             INNOCENT
             the
             8.
             
          
           
             HAving
             bethought
             my selfe
             〈◊〉
             of
             all
             the
             Greek
             Historians
             I
             should
             translate
             (
             according
             to
             your
             H.
             Command
             )
             I
             resolved
             at
             last
             on
             HERODIAN
             that
             Excellent
             Writer
             ,
             who
             having
             long
             continued
             in
             the
             Emperours
             Court
             ,
             and
             being
             very
             aged
             ,
             undertooke
             to
             write
             the
             History
             of
             his
             Time
             :
             which
             he
             hath
             performed
             ,
             not
             only
             eloquently
             ,
             but
             withall
             most
             frankly
             and
             faithfully
             .
             Your
             Holinesse
             shall
             find
             in
             him
             great
             varietie
             of
             Persons
             and
             Actions
             ,
             many
             strange
             things
             ,
             and
             frequent
             Examples
             of
             Fortune
             ,
             reeling
             (
             as
             it
             were
             )
             sometime
             one
             way
             ,
             sometime
             another
             :
             as
             also
             wonderfull
             wise
             Counsels
             ,
             accompanied
             with
             unexpected
             Events
             ;
             and
             sage
             Precepts
             ,
             delivered
             in
             a
             stile
             full
             of
             Maejesty
             and
             sweetnesse
             :
             lastly
             ,
             a
             very
             Magazin
             of
             Moralitie
             ;
             and
             (
             as
             it
             were
             )
             a
             Mirrour
             of
             Humane
             Fate
             :
             whence
             all
             men
             may
             select
             choice
             Documents
             conducing
             to
             the
             Weale
             and
             Advancement
             of
             a
             private
             and
             a
             publick
             Estate
             .
          
        
         
           
             M.
             D.
             WHEAR
             ,
             the
             publike
             Professor
             of
             History
             in
             the
             most
             Noble
             University
             of
             Oxford
             ,
             in
             his
             Booke
             ,
             De
             Ratione
             &
             Methodo
             legendi
             Historias
             ,
             pag.
             34.
             
          
           
             HERODIAN
             ,
             a
             most
             polite
             and
             judicious
             Author
             ,
             hath
             with
             singular
             Eloquence
             described
             the
             Acts
             and
             lives
             of
             many
             Caesars
             and
             Emperours
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Heads
           of
           Herodians
           Induction
           .
        
         
           DIverse
           (
           he
           saith
           that
           have
           taken
           paines
           to
           compile
           Histories
           )
           have
           rather
           affected
           Learning
           and
           coyned
           language
           to
           gild
           and
           embosse
           their
           discourse
           ,
           then
           to
           mine
           and
           search
           out
           the
           truth
           which
           is
           the
           soul
           of
           History
           .
        
         
           Others
           too
           much
           transported
           with
           spleen
           of
           one
           hand
           ,
           and
           partiality
           of
           another
           ,
           as
           touching
           Tyrants
           ,
           Princes
           ,
           Cities
           &c.
           have
           not
           rightly
           pourtrai'd
           her
           Image
           .
        
         
           For
           his
           part
           he
           hath
           not
           writ
           out
           of
           vulgar
           aires
           ,
           but
           out
           of
           his
           owne
           knowledge
           and
           faithfull
           Collections
           .
        
         
           He
           doubts
           not
           but
           the
           rare
           intelligence
           of
           what
           he
           writes
           will
           be
           very
           acceptable
           ,
           for
           in
           two
           hundred
           years
           before
           the
           first
           Emperour
           Augustus
           till
           
             Marcus
             Aurelius
          
           he
           begins
           with
           ,
           there
           hath
           not
           been
           so
           many
           various
           changes
           and
           events
           ,
           as
           of
           civill
           and
           forraign
           Warr
           ,
           Pestilence
           ,
           Famine
           ,
           Earthquakes
           ,
           lives
           of
           Princes
           ,
           and
           Tyrants
           ,
           so
           strange
           and
           uncouth
           ,
           which
           former
           Ages
           could
           not
           paralell
           .
        
         
           Rome
           had
           in
           sixty
           yeers
           more
           Emperours
           then
           was
           proportionable
           for
           the
           time
           ,
           some
           young
           and
           dissolute
           ,
           some
           of
           riper
           years
           more
           fit
           to
           govern
           and
           manage
           :
           the
           disparity
           of
           their
           years
           and
           conditions
           were
           Accomp●nied
           with
           diversity
           of
           manners
           and
           Actions
           ;
           the
           particulars
           exactly
           observed
           wee
           come
           now
           to
           specifie
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           THE
           NAMES
           OF
           the
           Roman
           Caesars
           and
           Emperours
           ,
           whose
           Acts
           and
           Lives
           are
           Recorded
           by
           Herodian
           .
        
         
           
             An.
             Dom.
             163
             
               
                 MARCUS
                 AURELIUS
              
               
                 ANTONIUS
                 ,
              
               
                 L.
                 VERUS
              
            
             The
             two
             first
             consorts
             in
             the
             Roman
             Empire
             ▪
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             182
             COMMODUS
             .
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             195
             PERTINAX
             .
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             195
             JULIAN
             .
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             196
             
               
                 NIGER
                 ,
                 in
                 Asia
              
               
                 SEVERUS
                 ,
                 in
                 Italy
              
               
                 ALBINUS
                 ,
                 in
                 Britany
              
            
             all
             at
             once
             .
             
               
                 ANTONIUS
                 ,
              
               
                 GETA
                 ,
              
            
             Brothers
             and
             Colleagues
             .
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             219
             
               
                 MACRINUS
                 ,
                 and
              
               
                 DIADUMENIANUS
                 Caesar
                 ,
                 (
                 his
                 Son
                 )
              
            
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             220
             ANTONINUS
             ,
             or
             rathe●
             Pseud-Antoninus
             .
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             224
             
               
                 ALEXANDER
                 .
              
               
                 MAXIMINUS
                 .
              
               
                 QUARTINUS
                 .
              
            
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             2●7
             
               
                 GORDIAN
                 the
                 Father
                 .
              
               
                 GORDIAN
                 his
                 Son.
                 
              
            
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             239
             
               
                 MAXIMUS
                 ,
              
               
                 ALBINUS
                 ,
              
            
             Colleagues
             .
          
           
             An.
             Dom.
             241
             GORDIAN
             ,
             Nephew
             to
             the
             elder
             GORDIAN
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           
             CANTO
             I.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Marcus
               his
               Reigne
               and
               Life
               is
               here
               related
               ,
            
             
               The
               breeding
               of
               Prince
               Commodus
               his
               Son
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               his
               Daughters
               he
               bestow'd
               and
               stated
               ;
            
             
               His
               Clemency
               the
               Nobles
               all
               had
               won
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               doth
               he
               doubt
               on
               Commodus
               his
               weale
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               his
               death-bed
               doth
               the
               same
               reveale
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               I
               Have
               not
               Homer's
               Wit
               ,
               or
               Virgil's
               Skill
               ,
            
             
               To
               gild
               the
               Acts
               that
               I
               do
               now
               recite
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               can
               ,
               with
               Ariosto
               ,
               frame
               my
               Quill
            
             
               To
               rock
               the
               Reader
               in
               such
               deep
               delight
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               take
               it
               here
               as
               well
               as
               I
               am
               able
               ,
            
             
               This
               is
               a
               Truth
               ,
               much
               of
               the
               rest
               a
               Fable
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               Emperour
               Marcus
               many
               Daughters
               had
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               of
               his
               Sons
               there
               were
               but
               only
               twaine
               ,
            
             
               Verissimus
               did
               dye
               a
               little
               Lad
               ,
            
             
               Commodus
               the
               elder
               he
               sought
               to
               traine
            
             
               In
               Vertue
               ,
               Learning
               ,
               and
               the
               liberall
               Arts
               ,
            
             
               Sending
               for
               Tutors
               from
               all
               forraigne
               parts
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               When
               as
               his
               Daughters
               were
               to
               Marriage
               bent
               ,
            
             
               Best
               men
               that
               were
               his
               Senators
               among
               ,
            
             
               For
               Sons
               in
               Law
               to
               match
               with
               them
               he
               sent
               ;
            
             
               Regarding
               not
               what
               wealth
               did
               them
               belong
               ,
            
             
               So
               that
               they
               were
               with
               Excellence
               endowed
               ,
            
             
               Goods
               of
               the
               mind
               were
               Chiefe
               by
               him
               Allowed
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               With
               Princely
               vertues
               he
               was
               richly
               clad
               ;
            
             
               Antiquities
               both
               excellent
               and
               rare
               ,
            
             
               Or
               greater
               knowledge
               no
               where
               could
               be
               had
               ;
            
             
               For
               he
               with
               Greeke
               or
               Roman
               might
               compare
               ,
            
             
               As
               witnesse
               well
               his
               Writings
               ,
               Wise
               and
               Sage
               ,
            
             
               Which
               extant
               are
               untill
               this
               present
               Age.
               
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               A
               Prince
               he
               was
               so
               sweet
               and
               debonaire
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Temper
               meet
               ,
               to
               all
               men
               that
               he
               saw
            
             
               His
               hand
               he
               gave
               ,
               and
               Language
               passing
               faire
               ,
            
             
               Charging
               his
               Guard
               to
               keep
               no
               one
               in
               awe
               ,
            
             
               An
               Emperour
               he
               was
               both
               wise
               and
               stout
            
             
               Just
               were
               the
               Words
               and
               Edicts
               he
               set
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               So
               grave
               he
               was
               and
               continent
               of
               life
               ,
            
             
               That
               Famous
               men
               for
               Learning
               great
               did
               flourish
               ;
            
             
               To
               imitate
               their
               Princes
               without
               strife
            
             
               Men
               do
               delight
               when
               they
               such
               vertues
               nourish
               .
            
             
               Now
               whatsoe're
               he
               did
               in
               Peace
               or
               War
               ,
            
             
               In
               North
               or
               East
               ,
               or
               Barb'rous
               Countries
               far
               ▪
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Already
               that
               in
               writing
               is
               Committed
            
             
               By
               men
               of
               Learning
               and
               of
               worthy
               fame
               :
            
             
               Yet
               those
               Occurrents
               must
               not
               be
               omitted
            
             
               Which
               I
               observed
               as
               I
               went
               and
               came
               ;
            
             
               For
               he
               deceas'd
               ,
               *
               I
               office
               had
               in
               state
               ,
            
             
               Then
               what
               I
               know
               my
               taske
               is
               to
               relate
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               Marcus
               now
               weakned
               was
               with
               Toyle
               and
               care
               ,
            
             
               Worne
               out
               of
               Date
               with
               old
               decrepid
               Age
               ,
            
             
               A
               grievous
               sicknesse
               fell
               unto
               his
               share
            
             
               When
               in
               *
               Panonia
               he
               did
               last
               engage
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               saw
               recovery
               was
               past
               ,
            
             
               Prince
               Commodus
               did
               make
               him
               sore
               Agast
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               For
               being
               young
               and
               in
               the
               heate
               of
               youth
               ,
            
             
               Perchance
               puff'd
               up
               with
               High
               Imperial
               power
               ,
            
             
               Might
               soone
               be
               drawn
               to
               set
               aside
               the
               Truth
            
             
               By
               Delators
               in
               some
               unlucky
               houre
               ;
            
             
               To
               take
               his
               swing
               ,
               and
               rove
               abroad
               at
               Random
               ,
            
             
               Good
               Arts
               and
               Exercise
               for
               to
               Abandon
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Such
               is
               intemperance
               when
               we
               do
               begin
            
             
               To
               Riot
               once
               in
               pastime
               meate
               or
               dri●ke
               ,
            
             
               Then
               shake
               we
               off
               the
               yoke
               of
               Discipline
               ,
            
             
               On
               sensuall
               *
               Blandishments
               we
               only
               thinke
               ;
            
             
               Good
               Marcus
               this
               had
               often
               known
               before
               ,
            
             
               Which
               makes
               him
               now
               his
               Sons
               Estate
               deplore
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               He
               mighty
               was
               in
               wisdome
               ,
               and
               profound
               ,
            
             
               Calling
               to
               mind
               the
               Princes
               that
               were
               young
               ,
            
             
               Such
               as
               for
               vertue
               were
               no
               whit
               renown'd
               ,
            
             
               Or
               ranged
               were
               the
               middle
               sort
               among
               :
            
             
               Denise
               of
               Syracuse
               astray
               did
               wander
               ,
            
             
               The
               Successors
               eke
               of
               great
               Alexander
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               *
               Sicilian
               Epicure
               did
               give
               reward
            
             
               To
               such
               as
               Novelties
               could
               best
               invent
               ,
            
             
               Alexanders
               Captaines
               had
               no
               regard
               ,
            
             
               But
               Honour
               lost
               and
               all
               good
               Government
               .
            
             
               Infamous
               was
               the
               Life
               of
               *
               Ptolomy
               ,
            
             
               Surpassing
               bounds
               of
               Civill
               Modesty
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               Antigonus
               would
               Bacchus
               personate
            
             
               With
               Ivy
               wreath
               ;
               and
               greene
               boughs
               on
               a
               Speare
            
             
               (
               Instead
               of
               Macedonian
               Coronate
               )
            
             
               He
               did
               in
               place
               of
               Kingly
               Scepter
               beare
               :
            
             
               Examples
               such
               as
               these
               did
               Marcus
               strike
               ,
            
             
               Fearing
               his
               Son
               might
               hap
               to
               do
               the
               like
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               That
               dreadfull
               *
               Nero
               came
               within
               his
               mind
               ,
            
             
               Vile
               Butcher
               he
               so
               to
               dissect
               his
               mother
               ,
            
             
               A
               savage
               Act
               unfitting
               Humane
               kind
               ;
            
             
               Domitian
               was
               much-what
               such
               another
               ;
            
             
               The
               shapes
               these
               Monsters
               wore
               did
               oft
               appeare
               .
            
             
               As
               he
               revolv'd
               his
               mind
               'twixt
               hope
               and
               feare
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               The
               Germane
               Nation
               likewise
               he
               did
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               Not
               being
               all
               intire
               at
               his
               devotion
               ,
            
             
               Were
               sometimes
               Newter
               ,
               often
               in
               and
               out
               ,
            
             
               As
               they
               were
               pleas'd
               ,
               or
               as
               they
               lik'd
               the
               Motion
               ;
            
             
               These
               Barb'rous
               people
               do
               themselves
               withdraw
               ,
            
             
               Save
               when
               his
               noble
               presence
               did
               them
               Awe
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               He
               therefore
               doubts
               they
               will
               despise
               his
               Son
               ,
            
             
               His
               youth
               he
               thinks
               cannot
               this
               Nation
               quell
               ,
            
             
               Though
               often
               times
               they
               have
               by
               me
               been
               won
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               now
               I
               feare
               they
               will
               againe
               Rebell
               ;
            
             
               Such
               is
               their
               guise
               ,
               when
               they
               occasion
               see
               ,
            
             
               They
               'l
               scorne
               his
               youth
               ,
               though
               they
               were
               rul'd
               by
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Thus
               in
               these
               Moods
               good
               Marcus
               is
               perplext
               ,
            
             
               He
               cals
               his
               trusty
               Friends
               and
               doth
               implore
               'em
               ;
            
             
               I
               meane
               his
               Lords
               and
               Kinsmen
               that
               were
               next
               ,
            
             
               And
               sets
               the
               Prince
               ,
               young
               Commodus
               before
               'em
               ;
            
             
               Lord
               with
               what
               Horror
               his
               good
               heart
               is
               vext
               ,
            
             
               For
               feare
               the
               young
               man
               should
               not
               keep
               decorum
               ;
            
             
               Then
               raising
               up
               himselfe
               upon
               his
               Couch
               ,
            
             
               He
               makes
               a
               speech
               that
               nearly
               did
               them
               touch
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               No
               marvell
               now
               if
               you
               bemoane
               my
               Case
               ,
               
            
             
               For
               men
               are
               Led
               by
               Nature
               to
               lament
            
             
               Their
               Kinsmen
               ,
               but
               things
               Look
               with
               such
               a
               Face
               ,
            
             
               Being
               upon
               their
               uttermost
               extent
               ;
            
             
               So
               dolefull
               are
               they
               to
               consideration
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               excite
               our
               due
               Commiseration
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               'Twixt
               you
               and
               I
               yet
               is
               more
               speciall
               Band
               ,
            
             
               You
               know
               full
               well
               how
               I
               have
               lov'd
               you
               dearely
               ;
            
             
               Love
               may
               like
               Love
               (
               in
               right
               )
               againe
               demand
               ,
            
             
               This
               is
               the
               Cause
               that
               I
               have
               call'd
               you
               neere
               me
               ,
            
             
               That
               I
               may
               Judge
               in
               this
               most
               dangerous
               season
            
             
               If
               I
               preferr'd
               you
               by
               the
               rule
               of
               reason
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               If
               so
               I
               gave
               to
               you
               deserved
               honour
               ,
            
             
               And
               did
               advance
               you
               with
               the
               best
               occasion
               ,
            
             
               She
               is
               a
               Lady
               when
               you
               looke
               upon
               her
            
             
               That
               will
               admit
               no
               Fraudulent
               Evasion
               :
            
             
               I
               challenge
               then
               that
               you
               to
               me
               be
               gratefull
               ,
            
             
               To
               faile
               therein
               I
               guesse
               you
               deeme
               it
               hatefull
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               You
               see
               your
               Pupill
               entring
               Aprill
               Age
               ,
            
             
               My
               Son
               that
               now
               must
               wade
               in
               broken
               Seas
               ;
            
             
               You
               Pilots
               are
               ,
               I
               know
               ,
               both
               grave
               and
               sage
               ,
            
             
               I
               pray
               you
               see
               he
               take
               not
               too
               much
               ease
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               he
               misguide
               and
               steere
               a
               naughty
               Course
               ,
            
             
               So
               ship
               wrack
               will
               invade
               with
               open
               force
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               So
               many
               Fathers
               therefore
               be
               to
               him
               ,
            
             
               By
               Counsell
               good
               ,
               and
               your
               discreet
               instruction
               ,
            
             
               No
               worldly
               Treasure
               can
               be
               such
               a
               lim
            
             
               Him
               to
               support
               ,
               preventing
               sad
               destruction
               :
            
             
               The
               Subjects
               Love
               is
               Princes
               surest
               guard
               ,
            
             
               When
               worst
               are
               downe
               and
               best
               men
               are
               preferr'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Best
               way
               to
               Reigne
               well
               ,
               and
               to
               live
               secure
               ,
            
             
               Is
               not
               by
               Cruelty
               to
               purchase
               feare
               ;
            
             
               Let
               mildnesse
               win
               ,
               and
               Clemency
               endure
               ,
            
             
               For
               then
               best
               Servants
               love
               their
               Soveraign
               deare
               :
            
             
               So
               Jealousie
               and
               Flatt'ry's
               set
               apart
               ,
            
             
               Severity
               can
               gaine
               no
               gentle
               Heart
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               they
               're
               led
               by
               loving
               inclinations
               ,
            
             
               They
               never
               will
               withstand
               his
               just
               desire
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               if
               opprest
               by
               his
               unruly
               passions
               ,
            
             
               Such
               misdemeanour
               sets
               them
               all
               on
               fire
               :
            
             
               Then
               what
               doth
               he
               deserve
               what
               gold
               ,
               what
               gain
               ,
            
             
               That
               may
               do
               what
               he
               list
               ,
               yet
               will
               refraine
               ?
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Wherefore
               if
               you
               by
               prudent
               Admonitions
            
             
               Shall
               plant
               in
               him
               a
               care
               for
               to
               do
               well
               ,
            
             
               And
               oft
               inculcate
               with
               your
               repetitions
            
             
               To
               mind
               him
               of
               this
               Tale
               that
               I
               do
               tell
               ,
            
             
               A
               worthy
               Prince
               he
               will
               be
               of
               Conditions
               ,
            
             
               And
               you
               your selves
               for
               this
               shall
               bear
               the
               bell
               .
            
             
               Immortall
               so
               my
               memory
               you
               make
            
             
               If
               you
               agree
               this
               friendly
               course
               to
               take
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               No
               sooner
               did
               good
               Marcus
               end
               his
               speech
               ,
            
             
               But
               swooning
               ripe
               he
               backward
               fell
               in
               bed
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               all
               present
               there
               full
               loudly
               shreech
            
             
               Distracted-like
               ,
               supposing
               he
               was
               dead
               ;
            
             
               One
               day
               he
               *
               lived
               ,
               then
               was
               of
               paine
               releas'd
               ,
            
             
               Giving
               this
               kind
               farewell
               he
               so
               deceas'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Leaving
               behind
               a
               redolent
               perfume
               ,
            
             
               A
               seemly
               patterne
               for
               the
               future
               Age
               ;
            
             
               No
               after
               Monarch
               can
               hold
               fairer
               Roome
               ,
            
             
               For
               wisdome
               high
               ,
               and
               eke
               for
               Learning
               sage
               ,
            
             
               Better
               to
               none
               may
               be
               Applied
               this
               Doome
               ;
            
             
               Valiant
               in
               War
               ,
               in
               Peace
               as
               free
               from
               Rage
               ;
            
             
               So
               soone
               as
               known
               that
               his
               deare
               life
               did
               faile
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Commons
               and
               the
               Army
               weepe
               and
               waile
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               in
               the
               Roman
               Empire
               all
               throughout
            
             
               This
               Message
               was
               receiv'd
               with
               weeping
               teares
               ;
            
             
               He
               was
               deplor'd
               both
               neare
               and
               far
               about
               ;
            
             
               At
               his
               decease
               encreased
               was
               their
               feares
               .
            
             
               A
               temp'rate
               Prince
               he
               was
               without
               all
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               Such
               ought
               to
               be
               that
               wieldy
               Scepter
               Steeres
               ;
            
             
               Some
               call'd
               him
               Guide
               ,
               some
               Emperour
               ,
               some
               Father
               ,
            
             
               Then
               him
               to
               lose
               ,
               their
               own
               lives
               they
               had
               rather
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               Nor
               any
               was
               deceiv'd
               ,
               or
               did
               outrun
            
             
               His
               noble
               Praise
               and
               worthy
               Commendation
               ;
            
             
               But
               now
               his
               Funerall
               Obsequies
               were
               done
               :
            
             
               It
               seemes
               it
               was
               their
               guise
               and
               Countrey
               fashion
            
             
               The
               Counsell
               should
               present
               th'
               old
               Emp'rours
               Son
               ,
            
             
               To
               satisfie
               the
               Armie's
               Expectation
               ;
            
             
               And
               Largesse
               money
               on
               them
               to
               bestow
               ,
            
             
               To
               presse
               ,
               as
               't
               were
               ,
               the
               service
               that
               they
               owe.
               
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Then
               order
               was
               that
               Heralds
               should
               proclaime
            
             
               By
               Counsell
               grave
               ,
               and
               also
               from
               the
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               the
               Common
               Benefit
               did
               aime
               ,
            
             
               Of
               negligence
               none
               should
               them
               once
               convince
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               the
               Souldiers
               ,
               altogether
               met
               ,
            
             
               Might
               heare
               and
               see
               that
               there
               should
               be
               no
               let
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               When
               Commodus
               had
               done
               his
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               In
               midst
               of
               Campe
               ascending
               up
               his
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               Attended
               by
               his
               Kin
               and
               Councell
               wise
               ,
            
             
               For
               Fathers
               losse
               making
               most
               grievous
               moane
               :
            
             
               Yet
               that
               in
               him
               there
               might
               be
               no
               neglect
            
             
               Began
               his
               Speech
               ,
               and
               said
               to
               this
               effect
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             II.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Marcus
               now
               dead
               young
               Commodus
               succeeds
               ,
            
             
               Unto
               the
               Army
               he
               a
               Speech
               doth
               make
               ;
            
             
               His
               Courtiers
               shew
               their
               black
               and
               evill
               deeds
               ,
            
             
               Which
               makes
               the
               Grave
               Pompeianus
               to
               quake
               :
            
             
               Stately
               Triumphs
               ,
               young
               
                 Commod
                 '
              
               posts
               to
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               deare
               they
               Love
               ,
               recording
               Marcus
               Tombe
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               O
               fickle
               Fate
               that
               never
               steady
               bides
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               wheel'st
               about
               to
               weave
               the
               web
               of
               woe
               ,
            
             
               What
               haste
               thou
               mak'st
               to
               wound
               us
               in
               our
               sides
               ,
            
             
               The
               Noble
               Marcus
               now
               is
               laid
               full
               Low
               :
            
             
               How
               we
               lament
               ,
               and
               have
               done
               ever
               since
               ,
            
             
               We
               set
               aside
               to
               tell
               what
               said
               the
               Prince
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               That
               you
               and
               I
               have
               Cause
               to
               mourne
               alike
            
             
               I
               make
               no
               doubt
               ,
               
               for
               both
               have
               equall
               Losse
               ,
            
             
               Since
               that
               my
               Sire
               the
               hand
               of
               death
               did
               strike
               ,
            
             
               It
               is
               to
               both
               of
               us
               a
               heavy
               Crosse
               ;
            
             
               You
               know
               full
               well
               he
               Father
               was
               to
               all
               ,
            
             
               Then
               both
               alike
               we
               ought
               to
               moane
               his
               fall
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               He
               call'd
               me
               fellow
               rather
               than
               a
               Son
               ,
            
             
               Esteeming
               that
               to
               be
               a
               Souldiers
               Note
               ;
            
             
               By
               Nature
               one
               ,
               the
               rest
               by
               Valour
               won
               .
            
             
               How
               oft
               he
               did
               into
               your
               Armes
               promote
            
             
               My
               Tutelage
               ,
               that
               you
               might
               be
               my
               guard
               ,
            
             
               I
               hope
               therefore
               you
               will
               his
               Love
               reward
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               The
               elder
               may
               repute
               me
               foster
               child
               ,
            
             
               The
               younger
               term'd
               my
               Schoolfellowes
               in
               armes
               ;
            
             
               How
               oft
               he
               hath
               us
               taught
               with
               counsells
               mild
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               we
               might
               avoyd
               ensuing
               harmes
               :
            
             
               He
               brought
               us
               up
               in
               vertues
               exercise
               ,
            
             
               The
               better
               to
               resist
               when
               dangers
               rise
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Now
               after
               him
               hath
               fortune
               made
               me
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               Not
               factiously
               or
               yet
               by
               usurpation
               ;
            
             
               For
               I
               in
               Court
               was
               bred
               and
               born
               long
               since
               ,
            
             
               You
               cannot
               deem
               me
               stranger
               to
               your
               Nation
               :
            
             
               When
               as
               I
               came
               I
               not
               in
               cradle
               rested
               ,
            
             
               But
               eftsoon
               was
               in
               Princely
               purple
               vested
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               To
               Heaven
               now
               my
               father
               is
               translated
               ,
            
             
               '
               Mongst
               gods
               residing
               as
               we
               are
               resolved
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               on
               me
               the
               Rule
               of
               right
               is
               stated
               ,
            
             
               All
               humane
               care
               and
               worldly
               things
               devolved
               :
            
             
               I
               hope
               you
               will
               not
               like
               me
               as
               a
               Dative
               ,
            
             
               But
               truly
               love
               me
               as
               your
               Emp'rour
               Native
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               What
               great
               effects
               this
               true
               love
               may
               produce
            
             
               Will
               be
               apparent
               by
               your
               good
               successe
               ;
            
             
               You
               will
               not
               give
               these
               barb'rous
               people
               truce
               ,
            
             
               Till
               you
               have
               bravely
               conquer'd
               more
               and
               lesse
               :
            
             
               To
               th'
               Ocean
               you
               this
               Empire
               shall
               extend
               ,
            
             
               And
               win
               Immortall
               glory
               at
               the
               end
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               You
               'l
               crowne
               the
               mem'ry
               of
               our
               common
               father
               ,
            
             
               Who
               as
               we
               ought
               believe
               heares
               what
               we
               say
               ;
            
             
               Most
               happy
               then
               are
               we
               our selves
               the
               rather
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               our
               words
               and
               deeds
               beholds
               this
               day
               :
            
             
               The
               noble
               Acts
               you
               did
               before
               this
               season
               ,
            
             
               Were
               guided
               by
               his
               prudent
               care
               and
               reason
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               What
               under
               me
               ,
               now
               Prince
               you
               doe
               atchieve
               ,
            
             
               Peculiar
               Trophee
               will
               be
               to
               your
               name
               ;
            
             
               If
               you
               proceed
               ,
               cause
               none
               I
               have
               to
               grieve
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               purchase
               shall
               such
               everlasting
               fame
               ,
            
             
               As
               will
               innoble
               this
               my
               tender
               age
               ,
            
             
               And
               crown
               your
               valour
               with
               a
               loyall
               badge
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               If
               at
               the
               first
               we
               these
               Barbarians
               curbe
               ,
            
             
               They
               will
               not
               then
               despise
               our
               infant
               Raigne
               ▪
            
             
               Nor
               dare
               they
               once
               our
               Royall
               will
               disturbe
               ,
            
             
               Both
               you
               and
               I
               shall
               eased
               be
               of
               paine
               :
            
             
               For
               when
               they
               see
               their
               owne
               harms
               cost
               them
               deare
               ,
            
             
               They
               afterwards
               of
               us
               will
               stand
               in
               feare
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Having
               thus
               said
               ,
               the
               souldiers
               he
               assur'd
            
             
               With
               money
               ,
               then
               to
               Palace
               did
               returne
               ;
            
             
               A
               short
               time
               he
               his
               fathers
               friends
               endur'd
               ,
            
             
               '
               Gainst
               their
               directions
               was
               not
               seen
               to
               spurne
               :
            
             
               They
               gave
               him
               counsell
               tending
               unto
               wealth
               ,
            
             
               Permitting
               recreation
               for
               his
               health
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               But
               diverse
               of
               his
               Court
               within
               a
               while
            
             
               Themselves
               into
               his
               favour
               sought
               to
               wind
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               ill
               meanes
               this
               hopefull
               Prince
               beguile
               ,
            
             
               With
               pleasures
               vaine
               they
               did
               corrupt
               his
               mind
               ;
            
             
               Placing
               their
               whole
               delight
               on
               belly
               cheare
            
             
               And
               brutish
               *
               lusts
               as
               eftsoone
               will
               appeare
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               The
               sweet
               delicies
               that
               was
               us'd
               in
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               They
               doe
               recount
               what
               brav'ry
               was
               there
               ;
            
             
               How
               plenty
               great
               from
               all
               parts
               there
               did
               come
               ,
            
             
               And
               wisht
               him
               thither
               for
               to
               make
               repaire
               :
            
             
               How
               *
               Ister
               banks
               were
               fruitlesse
               ,
               barren
               ,
               cold
               ,
            
             
               And
               subject
               to
               much
               raine
               they
               then
               unfold
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Your
               grace
               doth
               drinke
               the
               waters
               muddy
               frozen
               ,
            
             
               While
               your
               inferiours
               warm
               baths
               doe
               injoy
               ;
            
             
               Sweet
               air
               of
               Italy
               by
               them
               is
               chosen
            
             
               When
               you
               live
               here
               with
               care
               and
               great
               annoy
               :
            
             
               With
               sweet
               allectives
               and
               such
               pleasures
               nam'd
            
             
               These
               parasites
               this
               young
               Prince
               had
               inflam'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               He
               therefore
               then
               his
               Councell
               cal'd
               together
               ,
            
             
               And
               told
               them
               he
               had
               great
               desire
               to
               see
            
             
               His
               native
               place
               ,
               now
               having
               wind
               and
               weather
               ,
            
             
               To
               speak
               the
               reason
               then
               full
               loath
               was
               he
               :
            
             
               But
               yet
               ,
               as
               if
               it
               had
               not
               been
               for
               solace
               ,
            
             
               He
               said
               he
               fear'd
               the
               rich
               Imperiall
               Palace
               ▪
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Might
               seized
               be
               into
               some
               great
               Lords
               hands
               ,
            
             
               And
               this
               conceit
               the
               rather
               did
               him
               feare
               ,
            
             
               Because
               use
               might
               be
               made
               of
               trained
               bands
               ,
            
             
               Which
               could
               not
               be
               if
               once
               he
               came
               so
               neare
               :
            
             
               This
               made
               his
               Councellors
               for
               feare
               to
               shake
               ,
            
             
               And
               grave
               Pompeianus
               was
               first
               that
               spake
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               He
               eldest
               was
               and
               married
               had
               his
               sister
               ,
            
             
               No
               man
               so
               fit
               of
               all
               the
               Princes
               kin
            
             
               That
               was
               with
               him
               upon
               the
               banks
               of
               Ister
            
             
               To
               shew
               their
               case
               ,
               and
               thus
               he
               did
               begin
               :
            
             
               No
               marvaile
               if
               my
               deare
               and
               Soveraigne
               Lord
            
             
               Dislike
               this
               place
               which
               is
               to
               be
               abhorr'd
               ;
               
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               So
               all
               of
               us
               possest
               with
               equall
               care
               ,
            
             
               Have
               like
               desire
               to
               see
               our
               native
               home
               :
            
             
               But
               yet
               our
               businesse
               bids
               us
               to
               beware
            
             
               Wee
               from
               this
               barb'rous
               people
               doe
               not
               Roame
               ,
            
             
               Till
               that
               we
               finish'd
               have
               this
               dreadfull
               war
            
             
               From
               them
               (
               my
               Liege
               )
               we
               ought
               not
               be
               so
               far
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               This
               doth
               import
               that
               we
               should
               yet
               refraine
               ,
            
             
               Domestick
               good
               may
               after
               be
               injoy'd
               ;
            
             
               Time
               lost
               will
               not
               so
               soone
               be
               had
               againe
               ,
            
             
               At
               Rome
               I
               fear
               we
               shall
               with
               ease
               be
               cloy'd
               :
            
             
               Then
               good
               my
               Lord
               thinke
               where
               your
               Grace
               resides
            
             
               Is
               Rome
               ,
               *
               with
               all
               her
               Ornaments
               besides
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               But
               if
               abruptly
               we
               breake
               off
               this
               warr
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               honour
               lose
               and
               danger
               doe
               incurr
               ;
            
             
               Let
               our
               advise
               be
               to
               your
               grace
               a
               barr
               ,
            
             
               Beseeching
               you
               that
               here
               you
               will
               demurr
               :
            
             
               For
               if
               from
               these
               wee
               doe
               remove
               so
               farr
               ,
            
             
               And
               be
               so
               hot
               to
               run
               upon
               the
               spurr
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               animate
               these
               thieves
               and
               rebels
               arch
               ,
            
             
               To
               think
               that
               we
               for
               feare
               doe
               thus
               dismarch
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               Now
               if
               your
               majesty
               doe
               still
               proceed
               ,
            
             
               Extending
               conquest
               in
               this
               Northern
               part
               ,
            
             
               Untill
               the
               Empire
               reach
               in
               word
               and
               deed
            
             
               The
               Ocean
               sea
               to
               make
               these
               Rebels
               smart
               ,
            
             
               What
               Triumph
               then
               will
               fall
               unto
               your
               meed
               ,
            
             
               The
               City
               greets
               you
               with
               a
               gladsome
               heart
               ,
            
             
               When
               you
               with
               chain'd
               captived
               Kings
               notorious
            
             
               And
               barb'rous
               *
               Princes
               shall
               returne
               victorious
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Thus
               ancient
               Roman
               Heroes
               did
               attaine
            
             
               And
               purchase
               to
               themselves
               such
               high
               renown
               ;
            
             
               To
               feare
               domestick
               broyles
               it
               is
               in
               vaine
               ,
            
             
               Prime
               Senators
               are
               here
               with
               you
               in
               gown
               ,
            
             
               And
               th'
               Armies
               force
               to
               undertake
               the
               paine
               ,
            
             
               With
               treasure
               eke
               of
               the
               Imperiall
               Crown
               :
            
             
               Your
               fathers
               noble
               acts
               above
               the
               rest
            
             
               Confirmed
               hath
               to
               you
               Each
               loyall
               brest
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               From
               person
               grave
               this
               was
               disswasion
               strong
               ,
            
             
               It
               did
               for
               present
               time
               abate
               the
               edge
               ,
            
             
               None
               could
               doe
               more
               the
               Senators
               among
               ,
            
             
               So
               well
               he
               plac'd
               the
               words
               he
               did
               alledge
               :
            
             
               The
               Prince
               not
               having
               wherewith
               to
               reply
               ,
            
             
               Dismist
               the
               Lords
               as
               if
               he
               would
               comply
               .
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               But
               soone
               anon
               his
               fawning
               Courtiers
               came
               ,
            
             
               Perswading
               him
               no
               longer
               now
               to
               stay
               ;
            
             
               With
               sly
               deceit
               they
               play
               their
               after-game
               ,
            
             
               Still
               pressing
               him
               with
               them
               to
               ride
               away
               :
            
             
               No
               further
               then
               with
               counsell
               he
               advis'd
               ,
            
             
               His
               wits
               were
               craz'd
               and
               senses
               quite
               disguis'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Then
               instant
               he
               sent
               letters
               unto
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               And
               call'd
               for
               such
               as
               were
               with
               him
               to
               goe
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               order
               gave
               that
               Armed
               Troops
               should
               come
            
             
               To
               guard
               the
               banks
               of
               Ister
               '
               gainst
               the
               foe
               :
            
             
               Which
               charge
               when
               as
               the
               souldiers
               understood
               ,
            
             
               Much
               of
               the
               Barbarous
               people
               they
               subdu'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               And
               many
               other
               with
               rewards
               they
               wonn
               ,
            
             
               So
               well
               this
               greedy
               people
               loved
               cash
               ;
            
             
               Therefore
               the
               feate
               was
               so
               much
               sooner
               done
               ,
            
             
               What
               cared
               they
               to
               come
               within
               the
               lash
               ,
            
             
               So
               they
               their
               wonted
               roving
               course
               may
               run
               ,
            
             
               To
               live
               by
               forage
               ,
               spoyle
               ,
               and
               such
               like
               trash
               :
            
             
               This
               is
               the
               cause
               that
               makes
               them
               not
               to
               feare
               ▪
            
             
               To
               sell
               their
               truce
               be
               market
               cheap
               or
               deare
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Of
               this
               the
               Princes
               sycophants
               were
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               having
               there
               of
               coyne
               a
               mighty
               masse
               ,
            
             
               That
               all
               things
               might
               be
               left
               the
               more
               secure
               ,
            
             
               They
               brought
               their
               naughty
               matter
               so
               to
               passe
               ;
            
             
               That
               whatsoe're
               this
               people
               did
               demand
               ,
            
             
               Was
               sent
               to
               them
               by
               Commodus
               command
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               As
               soone
               as
               in
               the
               Army
               was
               proclaim'd
            
             
               That
               all
               of
               them
               might
               to
               their
               home
               retire
               ,
            
             
               To
               quit
               the
               barb'rous
               enemies
               they
               aim'd
               ,
            
             
               The
               City
               sweets
               to
               tast
               was
               their
               desire
               :
            
             
               Nor
               to
               this
               motion
               were
               they
               slack
               or
               surly
               ▪
            
             
               For
               in
               the
               camp
               they
               hast
               with
               hurly
               burly
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               And
               when
               these
               newes
               were
               spread
               and
               known
               in
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               The
               people
               all
               were
               ravished
               with
               joy
               ,
            
             
               To
               heare
               young
               Commodus
               to
               them
               '
               would
               come
               ,
            
             
               Their
               hearts
               were
               glad
               and
               free
               from
               all
               annoy
               :
            
             
               No
               marvell
               ;
               for
               this
               hope
               they
               had
               the
               rather
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               was
               son
               unto
               so
               good
               a
               father
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               His
               present
               journey
               then
               he
               tooke
               with
               speed
               ,
            
             
               And
               welcome
               was
               in
               every
               town
               and
               place
               ;
            
             
               More
               hast
               he
               made
               the
               lesse
               he
               tooke
               good
               heed
               ,
            
             
               He
               posting
               rid
               as
               he
               would
               run
               a
               race
               :
            
             
               Yet
               when
               the
               people
               understood
               the
               cause
               ,
            
             
               They
               entertain'd
               him
               with
               their
               full
               applause
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               drew
               neer
               to
               the
               City
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               There
               went
               to
               meet
               him
               all
               the
               Roman
               Peers
               ,
            
             
               And
               Commons
               eke
               to
               bid
               him
               welcome
               home
               :
            
             
               For
               very
               joy
               the
               elder
               sort
               shed
               teares
               ;
            
             
               Some
               flowers
               had
               ,
               and
               Lawrells
               other
               some
               ,
            
             
               To
               gratulate
               this
               Royall
               Prince
               of
               theirs
               :
            
             
               They
               love
               him
               deare
               for
               father
               that
               was
               dead
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               he
               was
               amongst
               them
               born
               and
               bred
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             III.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Young
               Commod's
               Birth
               and
               person
               wee
               describe
               ,
            
             
               He
               gladly
               is
               received
               into
               Rome
               ;
            
             
               The
               false
               Perennus
               of
               a
               naughty
               Tribe
               ,
            
             
               And
               Lucill
               also
               had
               a
               rightfull
               doome
               :
            
             
               What
               feast
               they
               doe
               for
               Iupiter
               provide
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               the
               Roman
               Priests
               themselves
               doe
               guide
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               HOw
               wild
               is
               youth
               when
               once
               it
               gets
               the
               head
               ,
            
             
               A
               lively
               pattern
               here
               we
               may
               behold
               ;
            
             
               You
               see
               this
               Prince
               ,
               now
               that
               his
               father's
               dead
               ,
            
             
               To
               take
               his
               swing
               is
               more
               then
               wisely
               bold
               ;
            
             
               Forsaking
               counsell
               of
               the
               grave
               and
               hoary
               ,
            
             
               As
               will
               appeare
               when
               you
               observe
               the
               story
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Full
               three
               descents
               he
               nobly
               was
               descended
               ,
            
             
               Extracted
               from
               the
               Right
               Imperiall
               Line
               ;
            
             
               His
               birth
               by
               fathers
               side
               is
               well
               commended
               ,
            
             
               By
               mothers
               eke
               who
               named
               was
               Faustine
               :
            
             
               From
               
                 Adrian
                 ,
                 Trajan
              
               ,
               and
               good
               Anthony
               ,
            
             
               This
               gallant
               Prince
               deriv'd
               his
               pedigree
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Nor
               was
               he
               only
               Noble
               for
               descent
               ,
            
             
               Or
               so
               remarked
               for
               his
               youthfull
               prime
               ,
            
             
               But
               God
               withall
               such
               *
               lovely
               feature
               lent
               ,
            
             
               With
               constitution
               good
               and
               looke
               sublime
               ,
            
             
               Majestick
               too
               ,
               with
               sparkling
               eyes
               and
               faire
               ,
            
             
               All
               which
               was
               grac'd
               with
               yellow
               curled
               haire
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               For
               whensoe're
               he
               walked
               in
               the
               Sunn
               ,
            
             
               His
               locks
               would
               glister
               like
               to
               flaming
               fire
               ,
            
             
               And
               many
               did
               suppose
               the
               same
               was
               done
            
             
               With
               powdred
               Gold
               ,
               or
               else
               with
               Golden
               wire
               :
            
             
               Some
               said
               it
               was
               Divinitie
               on
               earth
               ,
            
             
               His
               head
               this
               glitt'ring
               lustre
               had
               from
               's
               birth
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Besides
               ,
               his
               cheeks
               began
               with
               silken
               down
            
             
               To
               blossome
               forth
               like
               Roses
               in
               the
               spring
               ;
            
             
               The
               Romans
               did
               this
               brave
               young
               Emp'rour
               crown
            
             
               With
               all
               the
               hearty
               love
               that
               they
               could
               bring
               ;
            
             
               Acclaiming
               from
               their
               steeples
               and
               their
               towers
               ,
            
             
               Strowing
               his
               way
               with
               garlands
               &
               with
               flowers
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Thus
               having
               made
               his
               entry
               in
               the
               City
               ,
            
             
               He
               first
               went
               to
               the
               Temple
               *
               of
               great
               Iove
               ;
            
             
               His
               heart
               was
               yet
               inclining
               unto
               pitty
               ,
            
             
               He
               had
               respect
               unto
               the
               gods
               above
               ;
            
             
               Praetorian
               Bands
               that
               were
               both
               stout
               and
               witty
               ,
            
             
               And
               Senate
               eke
               he
               thanked
               for
               their
               love
               :
            
             
               Then
               after
               all
               this
               rare
               delight
               and
               solace
            
             
               Himselfe
               repos'd
               in
               the
               Imperiall
               Palace
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Some
               few
               yeers
               after
               he
               gave
               due
               regard
            
             
               To
               fathers
               friends
               in
               matters
               most
               of
               weight
               ;
            
             
               But
               yet
               ere
               long
               they
               from
               the
               same
               were
               barr'd
               ,
            
             
               Perennus
               an
               Italian
               did
               them
               sleight
               ;
            
             
               He
               made
               him
               Captaine
               of
               Praetorian
               Bands
               ,
            
             
               All
               matters
               then
               went
               through
               Perennus
               hands
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               This
               Emp'rour
               young
               in
               pleasures
               he
               did
               prompt
               ,
            
             
               And
               suff'red
               him
               most
               sensually
               to
               raign
               ;
            
             
               In
               all
               affaires
               he
               tooke
               the
               chiefe
               account
               ,
            
             
               As
               being
               for
               the
               Prince
               too
               mickle
               paine
               :
            
             
               He
               scraped
               still
               and
               never
               was
               content
               ,
            
             
               But
               studied
               more
               his
               Incoms
               to
               augment
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               By
               Calumny
               he
               daily
               did
               invent
            
             
               Old
               Marcus
               friends
               to
               bring
               into
               dispute
               ;
            
             
               With
               witnesse
               false
               he
               also
               did
               indent
               ,
            
             
               By
               wrong
               surmise
               the
               Prince
               was
               often
               mute
               :
            
             
               All
               this
               was
               done
               to
               further
               his
               intent
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               the
               sooner
               might
               obtain
               his
               sute
               ;
            
             
               For
               by
               their
               deaths
               the
               goods
               to
               him
               did
               fall
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               secretly
               he
               did
               this
               Prince
               inthrall
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               The
               thought
               of
               Father
               and
               of
               Counsell
               grave
            
             
               Did
               for
               a
               season
               temper
               his
               respect
               ;
            
             
               But
               fortune
               hard
               ,
               did
               so
               his
               wits
               deprave
               ,
            
             
               That
               suddenly
               he
               did
               us
               all
               neglect
               :
            
             
               The
               cause
               〈◊〉
               made
               this
               young
               Prince
               so
               to
               feare
               us
               ,
            
             
               His
               *
               sister
               first
               did
               wed
               with
               
                 Lucius
                 Verus
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Whom
               Marcus
               tooke
               in
               government
               colleague
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               oblige
               in
               strongest
               bond
               of
               love
               ,
            
             
               His
               daughter
               gave
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               firmer
               League
               ,
            
             
               Both
               worth
               and
               prudence
               did
               this
               kindnesse
               move
               :
            
             
               And
               after
               this
               her
               husband
               was
               deceased
               ,
            
             
               Her
               state
               and
               dignity
               was
               not
               decreased
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               For
               to
               the
               grave
               Pomp'anus
               by
               her
               fire
               ,
            
             
               She
               was
               againe
               bestow'd
               to
               her
               content
               ;
            
             
               They
               also
               leave
               from
               Commodus
               require
               ,
            
             
               Who
               did
               confirm
               this
               match
               with
               full
               consent
               ;
            
             
               Permitting
               her
               to
               use
               her
               State
               and
               Honour
               ,
            
             
               Who
               like
               an
               Empresse
               had
               attendance
               on
               her
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               On
               Theatre
               her
               chaire
               of
               State
               erected
               ,
            
             
               And
               also
               fire
               according
               to
               the
               fashion
               ,
            
             
               Was
               borne
               before
               to
               make
               her
               more
               respected
            
             
               As
               well
               at
               home
               as
               of
               each
               other
               Nation
               ;
            
             
               But
               Commodus
               ,
               when
               married
               had
               *
               Crispine
               ,
            
             
               She
               taking
               place
               *
               Lucilla
               did
               repine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               This
               honour
               new
               shee
               thought
               did
               her
               disgrace
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               durst
               not
               tell
               her
               purposed
               designe
            
             
               To
               seize
               the
               Empire
               ;
               but
               forbor●
               a
               space
               ,
            
             
               This
               deed
               shall
               not
               be
               knowne
               to
               husband
               mine
               :
            
             
               She
               knew
               right
               well
               her
               Lord
               the
               Prince
               did
               love
               ,
            
             
               Which
               was
               the
               cause
               she
               never
               did
               him
               move
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Quadratus
               was
               the
               man
               must
               be
               imploy'd
               ,
            
             
               With
               him
               of
               lightnesse
               she
               was
               much
               suspected
               ;
            
             
               She
               told
               him
               how
               her
               pomp
               was
               now
               destroy'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               wisht
               her
               friend
               to
               see
               the
               same
               corrected
               :
            
             
               So
               he
               perswaded
               by
               this
               wicked
               elfe
               ,
            
             
               Had
               neer
               undone
               the
               Senate
               and
               himselfe
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               The
               manner
               thus
               '
               mongst
               others
               that
               conspire
               ,
            
             
               Quintianus
               a
               desp'rate
               youth
               and
               bold
               ,
            
             
               He
               did
               inveigle
               unto
               his
               desire
               ,
            
             
               Presuming
               that
               he
               would
               be
               nothing
               cold
            
             
               To
               kill
               the
               Prince
               with
               dagger
               or
               with
               knife
               ,
            
             
               For
               which
               he
               promis'd
               large
               to
               save
               his
               life
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Soone
               after
               this
               he
               stood
               in
               corner
               blind
               ,
            
             
               As
               to
               the
               Amphythe'ter
               came
               Commode
               ;
            
             
               And
               when
               he
               pass'd
               according
               to
               his
               mind
               ,
            
             
               He
               gave
               a
               stab
               proclaiming
               it
               aloud
               ;
            
             
               How
               that
               the
               senate
               this
               to
               him
               had
               sent
               ,
            
             
               And
               once
               againe
               to
               stab
               was
               his
               intent
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               But
               instant
               he
               was
               seized
               by
               the
               guard
               ,
            
             
               And
               guerdon
               had
               (
               though
               seeming
               to
               relent
               )
            
             
               As
               't
               was
               to
               him
               a
               most
               condigne
               reward
            
             
               That
               on
               such
               wicked
               message
               would
               be
               sent
               :
            
             
               Thus
               hap'ly
               was
               the
               Emp'rours
               safety
               wrought
            
             
               By
               his
               discovery
               that
               so
               ill
               was
               taught
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               This
               plotting
               was
               the
               prime
               and
               chiefest
               ground
            
             
               Which
               brought
               so
               many
               Nobles
               to
               their
               fall
               ;
            
             
               It
               in
               his
               mind
               did
               print
               so
               deep
               a
               wound
               ,
            
             
               For
               enemies
               he
               now
               suspected
               all
               :
            
             
               Nor
               could
               forget
               the
               speech
               the
               youth
               did
               make
               ,
            
             
               When
               he
               assayed
               his
               life
               away
               to
               take
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Perennus
               laying
               hold
               on
               this
               occasion
               ,
            
             
               Did
               counsell
               give
               the
               Gallants
               out
               to
               root
               ;
            
             
               And
               Nobles
               eke
               there
               must
               be
               no
               evasion
               ,
            
             
               He
               their
               estates
               confiscate
               did
               to
               boot
               ;
            
             
               Great
               wealth
               he
               got
               by
               this
               his
               lewd
               perswasion
               ,
            
             
               Himselfe
               as
               judge
               not
               sitting
               at
               the
               foot
               :
            
             
               All
               that
               conspir'd
               (
               with
               Commodus
               owne
               sister
            
             
               Though
               lightly
               ,
               but
               suspected
               )
               had
               a
               glister
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               Then
               such
               as
               Commodus
               had
               cause
               to
               feare
               ,
            
             
               Perennus
               with
               his
               skil
               did
               thus
               remove
               ;
            
             
               Though
               most
               of
               them
               did
               hold
               the
               Emp'rour
               dear
               ,
            
             
               And
               some
               affected
               with
               Paternall
               love
               :
            
             
               Now
               he
               had
               got
               him
               in
               his
               owne
               tuition
               ,
            
             
               He
               need
               preferre
               (
               he
               thinks
               )
               no
               more
               petition
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               The
               Empire
               he
               accounteth
               as
               his
               owne
               ,
            
             
               His
               sonns
               *
               must
               be
               preferr'd
               at
               any
               rate
               ;
            
             
               Praetorian
               Bands
               he
               will
               not
               let
               alone
               ,
            
             
               But
               largesse
               gives
               to
               fortifie
               his
               state
               ;
            
             
               And
               when
               the
               Prince
               had
               fetcht
               his
               latest
               groan
               ,
            
             
               A
               straw
               they
               care
               not
               for
               the
               peoples
               hate
               :
            
             
               But
               how
               this
               treason
               strangely
               was
               detected
               ,
            
             
               And
               Prince
               yet
               safe
               is
               now
               to
               you
               directed
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               A
               sacred
               Pageant
               *
               doe
               the
               Romans
               use
               ,
            
             
               To
               grace
               great
               Jupiter
               Capitoline
               ;
            
             
               To
               celebrate
               the
               people
               not
               refuse
               ,
            
             
               But
               doe
               repaire
               and
               think
               it
               very
               fine
               :
            
             
               The
               Emp'rours
               custome
               to
               be
               present
               there
               ,
            
             
               As
               chiefe
               with
               Priests
               that
               doe
               attend
               each
               yeare
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Anon
               the
               Prince
               on
               lofty
               Throne
               is
               set
            
             
               To
               veiw
               the
               actors
               (
               for
               their
               feats
               renown'd
               )
            
             
               The
               Theatre
               full
               ,
               spectators
               all
               are
               met
               ,
            
             
               The
               Cornets
               play
               and
               Trumpets
               shrill
               doe
               sound
               ;
            
             
               Each
               one
               is
               decent
               ,
               plac'd
               in
               his
               degree
               ,
            
             
               Attending
               for
               to
               heare
               and
               eke
               to
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Before
               that
               ought
               was
               either
               said
               or
               acted
               ,
            
             
               Halfe
               naked
               one
               starts
               out
               amidst
               the
               Stage
               ;
            
             
               You
               might
               have
               thought
               how
               it
               was
               one
               distracted
               ,
            
             
               But
               that
               his
               gesture
               shew'd
               him
               to
               be
               sage
               :
            
             
               With
               staff
               in
               hand
               and
               scrip
               upon
               his
               shoulder
               ,
            
             
               In
               this
               attire
               no
               doubt
               he
               was
               the
               bolder
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               Then
               standing
               still
               he
               beckned
               with
               his
               hand
               ,
            
             
               And
               silence
               crav'd
               that
               Commodus
               might
               heare
               ;
            
             
               No
               time
               quoth
               he
               upon
               these
               shewes
               to
               stand
               ,
            
             
               You
               rather
               ought
               the
               present
               danger
               feare
               :
            
             
               Perennus
               sword
               is
               hanging
               o're
               your
               head
               ,
            
             
               Which
               soon
               you
               must
               avoid
               or
               else
               be
               dead
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               This
               man
               hath
               raised
               up
               a
               mighty
               Band
            
             
               Of
               men
               ,
               with
               mony
               ,
               to
               possesse
               your
               roome
               ;
            
             
               He
               purposes
               for
               to
               invade
               your
               Land
               ,
            
             
               Illyrian
               Army
               likewise
               hither
               come
               :
            
             
               This
               plotted
               is
               by
               him
               and
               by
               his
               sonn
               ,
            
             
               Which
               instantly
               prevent
               or
               be
               undone
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Thus
               said
               the
               fellow
               ,
               whether
               thereto
               mov'd
            
             
               To
               get
               a
               name
               ,
               or
               by
               instinct
               divine
               ;
            
             
               He
               was
               obscure
               ,
               and
               therefore
               him
               behov'd
            
             
               To
               win
               reward
               that
               he
               might
               sup
               and
               dine
               :
            
             
               Howe're
               it
               made
               Prince
               Commodus
               afraid
               ,
            
             
               It
               matters
               not
               what
               others
               thought
               or
               said
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               But
               woe
               to
               him
               that
               in
               this
               shape
               he
               turn'd
               ,
            
             
               Perennus
               bids
               he
               shall
               be
               apprehended
               ,
            
             
               And
               as
               seditious
               frantick
               to
               be
               burn'd
               ,
            
             
               Though
               what
               he
               said
               ,
               perhaps
               could
               not
               be
               mended
               :
            
             
               Thus
               suffered
               he
               for
               being
               over-bold
               ,
            
             
               Untimely
               truth
               is
               better
               kept
               then
               told
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Howbeit
               some
               that
               lov'd
               the
               Emp'rours
               weale
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               Perennus
               bore
               deserved
               spleen
               ,
            
             
               Did
               well
               and
               wisely
               in
               this
               matter
               deale
               ,
            
             
               As
               knowing
               how
               corrupt
               the
               man
               had
               been
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               in
               th'
               Prince
               his
               favour
               he
               did
               steale
            
             
               By
               practise
               vile
               ,
               as
               ever
               yet
               was
               seen
               :
            
             
               They
               so
               devise
               ,
               the
               Prince
               did
               soone
               abhorr
               it
               ,
            
             
               Perennus
               and
               his
               children
               smarted
               for
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               To
               make
               the
               matter
               full
               ,
               there
               *
               souldiers
               came
            
             
               Unknown
               unto
               Perennus
               or
               his
               sonn
               ,
            
             
               Brought
               stamped
               coyne
               with
               Image
               and
               their
               Name
               ,
            
             
               That
               Commodus
               might
               see
               what
               they
               had
               done
               ;
            
             
               Perennus
               little
               thought
               of
               so
               much
               blame
               ,
            
             
               Off
               went
               his
               head
               as
               fast
               as
               it
               might
               run
               :
            
             
               By
               souldiers
               thus
               the
               Traytors
               were
               discarded
               ,
            
             
               Who
               for
               their
               service
               richly
               were
               rewarded
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Then
               for
               Illyria
               posts
               went
               to
               his
               sonn
               ,
            
             
               Deliv'ring
               Letters
               in
               the
               Emp'rours
               name
               ;
            
             
               Such
               speed
               they
               make
               he
               knew
               not
               what
               was
               done
               ,
            
             
               Full
               little
               dreaming
               of
               his
               Fathers
               shame
               ;
            
             
               The
               Posts
               informe
               him
               why
               they
               came
               so
               fast
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Prince
               and
               Father
               wils
               him
               to
               make
               hast
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               33.
               
            
             
               To
               come
               to
               Rome
               was
               for
               his
               high
               promotion
               ;
            
             
               The
               reason
               why
               they
               brought
               not
               fathers
               letter
               ,
            
             
               Enough
               he
               thought
               the
               Princes
               Royall
               motion
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               his
               owne
               exceeding
               much
               the
               better
               ;
            
             
               Vnknown
               to
               him
               his
               father
               had
               disaster
               ,
            
             
               He
               thinkes
               all
               true
               and
               rides
               to
               Rome
               the
               faster
               .
            
          
           
             
               34.
               
            
             
               What
               though
               the
               plot
               and
               first
               designe
               had
               mist
               ,
            
             
               His
               fathers
               might
               shall
               make
               up
               all
               at
               Rome
               ;
            
             
               But
               this
               was
               a
               conceipt
               of
               had
               I
               wist
               :
            
             
               For
               to
               the
               Prince
               he
               is
               no
               sooner
               come
               ,
            
             
               But
               by
               his
               mandate
               he
               is
               forthwith
               slain
               ,
            
             
               This
               was
               the
               life
               and
               end
               of
               traytors
               twaine
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               Then
               two
               Praetorian
               praefects
               made
               the
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               To
               delegate
               to
               one
               it
               was
               not
               best
               ;
            
             
               For
               so
               the
               one
               the
               other
               would
               convince
               ,
            
             
               If
               he
               to
               much
               did
               feather
               his
               own
               nest
               :
            
             
               But
               while
               he
               did
               about
               this
               businesse
               hammer
               ,
            
             
               Another
               Treason
               broke
               out
               in
               this
               manner
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             II.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Maternus
               rebels
               ,
               his
               plot
               detected
               ;
            
             
               Tho
               mother
               of
               the
               gods
               ,
               her
               holy
               day
            
             
               And
               story
               with
               river
               strange
               infected
               ,
            
             
               To
               make
               men
               geld
               their
               genitors
               away
               :
            
             
               A
               plague
               and
               famine
               great
               is
               now
               at
               Rome
            
             
               Cleander
               next
               into
               the
               Scaeane
               doth
               come
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               O
               Fond
               ambition
               ▪
               how
               didst
               thou
               transport
            
             
               The
               mind
               of
               those
               wee
               late
               had
               on
               our
               stage
               !
            
             
               Unhappy
               they
               that
               left
               so
               bad
               report
            
             
               To
               such
               as
               liv'd
               in
               their
               ensuing
               age
               :
            
             
               I
               further
               might
               enlarge
               ,
               but
               yet
               this
               Text
            
             
               Wee
               set
               aside
               to
               see
               what
               followes
               next
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               A
               souldier
               one
               that
               named
               was
               Maternus
               ,
            
             
               A
               Rebell
               stout
               ,
               and
               insolent
               bravado
               ;
            
             
               He
               is
               the
               next
               man
               now
               that
               doth
               concern
               us
               ,
            
             
               To
               him
               resorted
               many
               a
               renegado
               .
            
             
               Unto
               his
               motion
               they
               themselves
               do
               yeeld
               ,
            
             
               Committing
               spoyle
               in
               City
               Towne
               and
               Field
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               This
               booty
               got
               doth
               numbers
               more
               invite
               ,
            
             
               Who
               promis'd
               are
               to
               share
               and
               have
               reward
               ;
            
             
               From
               far
               and
               neare
               they
               come
               both
               day
               and
               night
               ,
            
             
               That
               now
               he
               seemes
               to
               have
               a
               mighty
               guard
               :
            
             
               Not
               like
               a
               pack
               of
               theeves
               ,
               but
               armed
               men
               ,
            
             
               Who
               Cities
               take
               and
               break
               ope
               every
               denn
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               They
               pris'ners
               doe
               let
               loose
               and
               malefactors
               ,
            
             
               Who
               soldiers
               turn
               for
               pillage
               and
               for
               prey
               ;
            
             
               They
               range
               abroad
               and
               are
               become
               great
               Actors
               ,
            
             
               To
               Gaul
               and
               Spaine
               they
               take
               their
               ready
               way
               :
            
             
               Thus
               sack
               and
               burn
               doth
               he
               and
               his
               adherents
               ,
            
             
               While
               Commodus
               doth
               send
               to
               his
               Vicegerents
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               With
               cowardise
               he
               chargeth
               them
               as
               base
               ,
            
             
               Commanding
               them
               an
               Army
               straight
               to
               levy
            
             
               These
               free
               booters
               from
               thence
               away
               to
               chase
               ;
            
             
               Which
               when
               they
               heard
               they
               thought
               it
               would
               be
               heavy
            
             
               For
               them
               to
               stay
               upon
               this
               hollow
               ground
               ,
            
             
               So
               slink
               away
               by
               rotten
               bogs
               unsound
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               In
               Italy
               they
               yet
               make
               rendezvouz
               ,
            
             
               Maternus
               there
               began
               to
               looke
               full
               big
               ,
            
             
               In
               sterner
               manner
               then
               he
               wont
               did
               use
               ,
            
             
               Devising
               with
               his
               mates
               to
               find
               a
               jigg
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               thereby
               might
               make
               himselfe
               a
               King
               ,
            
             
               Urging
               successe
               his
               former
               acts
               did
               bring
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               So
               gallant
               he
               that
               now
               he
               would
               attempt
            
             
               To
               hazard
               life
               and
               all
               upon
               a
               chance
               ,
            
             
               Then
               live
               in
               vile
               dishonour
               and
               contempt
               ;
            
             
               He
               was
               resolv'd
               to
               leade
               them
               such
               a
               dance
            
             
               As
               might
               become
               a
               noble
               heart
               and
               bold
               ,
            
             
               This
               tale
               to
               all
               the
               rest
               he
               queintly
               told
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               But
               well
               he
               knew
               he
               had
               not
               force
               at
               hand
            
             
               With
               Commodus
               to
               fight
               it
               out
               in
               battell
               ;
            
             
               He
               therefore
               meant
               to
               try
               Praetorian
               Band
               ,
            
             
               To
               see
               if
               he
               could
               catch
               them
               with
               a
               rattle
               ;
            
             
               Then
               to
               discern
               how
               they
               approv'd
               or
               not
               ,
            
             
               Will
               now
               appeare
               when
               you
               perceive
               his
               plot
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               The
               Romans
               make
               a
               Feast
               at
               every
               spring
            
             
               In
               honour
               to
               the
               mother
               of
               the
               gods
               ;
            
             
               Their
               precious
               stuff
               the
               Citizens
               doe
               bring
               ,
            
             
               With
               Parcimony
               they
               are
               all
               at
               odds
               ;
            
             
               The
               Prince
               himselfe
               at
               this
               time
               doth
               not
               scorn
            
             
               With
               Jewels
               choice
               her
               Image
               to
               adorne
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Then
               liberty
               to
               revell
               and
               to
               maske
               ,
            
             
               All
               men
               at
               pleasure
               may
               themselves
               disguise
               ;
            
             
               That
               now
               it
               will
               not
               be
               an
               easie
               taske
            
             
               To
               know
               the
               dolt
               from
               rich
               men
               or
               from
               wise
               :
            
             
               Maternus
               thought
               this
               time
               fit
               for
               his
               Treason
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               to
               Act
               he
               shew'd
               his
               fellowes
               reason
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Which
               was
               himselfe
               and
               complices
               to
               arme
               ,
            
             
               At
               all
               points
               like
               unto
               the
               Princes
               guard
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               the
               halberts
               passe
               not
               doubting
               harme
               ,
            
             
               Or
               care
               by
               whom
               they
               shall
               be
               seen
               or
               heard
               :
            
             
               For
               being
               held
               as
               part
               of
               th'
               Emp'rours
               traine
               ,
            
             
               They
               might
               him
               kill
               and
               so
               returne
               againe
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               The
               City
               he
               approach'd
               with
               this
               intent
               ,
            
             
               And
               tooke
               along
               with
               him
               a
               Troop
               select
               ,
            
             
               Though
               some
               were
               villanes
               ,
               other
               some
               relent
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Emp'rour
               doe
               this
               Thief
               detect
               ;
            
             
               Then
               he
               with
               fellows
               had
               deserved
               hire
               ,
            
             
               Some
               hang'd
               by
               th'neck
               ,
               Maternus
               burnt
               with
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               The
               Prince
               then
               having
               sacrific'd
               with
               thanks
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               goddesse
               made
               his
               supplication
               ,
            
             
               Her
               holiday
               was
               kept
               with
               all
               the
               pranks
            
             
               That
               doe
               belong
               to
               such
               a
               fond
               devotion
               ;
            
             
               For
               he
               himselfe
               did
               foot
               it
               on
               his
               shanks
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               the
               people
               make
               another
               motion
               :
            
             
               Though
               some
               perhaps
               doe
               reckon
               this
               a
               toy
               ,
            
             
               A
               second
               day
               they
               kept
               for
               him
               with
               Joy.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Why
               then
               at
               Rome
               this
               goddesse
               did
               esteem
            
             
               And
               worship
               both
               apparent
               and
               in
               creeks
               ,
            
             
               Their
               owne
               records
               must
               testifie
               I
               deem
               ,
            
             
               Because
               it
               is
               not
               known
               amongst
               the
               Greeks
               :
            
             
               But
               how
               to
               them
               this
               matter
               did
               befall
               ,
            
             
               Attentive
               be
               then
               ,
               I
               begin
               my
               tale
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               They
               say
               by
               (
               Jove
               )
               her
               *
               Image
               was
               let
               fall
               ,
            
             
               Who
               made
               it
               ,
               or
               of
               what
               ,
               it
               is
               unknown
               ;
            
             
               No
               humane
               worke
               they
               creed
               it
               is
               at
               all
               ,
            
             
               But
               that
               it
               was
               from
               heaven
               sent
               or
               thrown
            
             
               To
               Pessinus
               ,
               which
               is
               a
               Phrygian
               Field
               ,
            
             
               Though
               such
               a
               fall
               hath
               heard
               of
               been
               but
               seeld
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Some
               others
               at
               a
               battle
               make
               report
               ,
            
             
               Which
               by
               the
               
                 Phrygian
                 Ilus
              
               there
               was
               fought
               ;
            
             
               For
               likely
               his
               it
               might
               be
               in
               such
               sort
               ,
            
             
               For
               
                 Lydian
                 Tantalus
              
               he
               set
               at
               naught
               :
            
             
               The
               quarrell
               thus
               about
               a
               way
               they
               plead
               ,
            
             
               Or
               for
               the
               stealing
               of
               young
               Ganimed
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               they
               had
               long
               fought
               on
               even
               score
               ,
            
             
               And
               how
               on
               both
               sides
               many
               men
               were
               slain
               ,
            
             
               That
               name
               it
               did
               assume
               ,
               and
               not
               before
            
             
               This
               slaughter
               ,
               which
               was
               made
               upon
               the
               plaine
               ;
            
             
               And
               some
               doe
               tell
               a
               tale
               of
               Ga●imed
               ,
            
             
               How
               he
               poore
               youth
               on
               this
               place
               was
               found
               dead
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               For
               so
               they
               say
               that
               when
               his
               brother
               strove
            
             
               To
               rescue
               him
               from
               lovers
               fond
               embrace
               ,
            
             
               In
               pieces
               he
               was
               pul'd
               with
               Ardent
               love
            
             
               And
               so
               left
               dead
               upon
               this
               very
               place
               .
            
             
               To
               salve
               this
               matter
               some
               say
               mighty
               Iove
            
             
               From
               both
               did
               take
               him
               by
               indulgent
               grace
               ;
            
             
               And
               hereupon
               he
               Honour
               had
               divine
               ,
            
             
               Bearing
               the
               Cup
               when
               Iove
               carouseth
               Wine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               The
               Phrygian
               orgies
               in
               this
               Pessinus
            
             
               Of
               old
               were
               celebrate
               with
               lasting
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               the
               banks
               of
               the
               River
               Gilus
               ,
            
             
               Whence
               gelded
               priests
               of
               goddesse
               had
               their
               name
               ;
            
             
               Who
               drinks
               thereof
               shall
               goe
               a
               gelded
               *
               elfe
               ,
            
             
               Come
               there
               who
               list
               ,
               I
               mean
               to
               save
               my selfe
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Now
               when
               the
               Roman
               state
               began
               to
               flourish
               ,
            
             
               If
               goddesse
               Pessinus
               they
               could
               obtain
               ,
            
             
               Apollo
               told
               their
               Empire
               she
               would
               cherish
            
             
               To
               overtop
               the
               rest
               with
               might
               and
               main
               ;
            
             
               To
               Pgrygia
               then
               did
               they
               dispatch
               Embassage
               ,
            
             
               Who
               gently
               entertain'd
               the
               Roman
               message
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               Being
               extracted
               from
               Aeneas
               line
               ,
            
             
               There
               were
               of
               kin
               by
               right
               Descent
               of
               blood
               ;
            
             
               The
               Image
               then
               they
               sent
               to
               them
               in
               fine
               ,
            
             
               To
               blame
               were
               they
               if
               it
               had
               been
               withstood
               :
            
             
               To
               Tiberi
               mouth
               at
               length
               this
               Ship
               did
               come
               ,
            
             
               Which
               was
               the
               only
               part
               then
               long'd
               to
               Rome
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               All
               suddenly
               the
               vessell
               stuck
               so
               fast
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               with-held
               by
               some
               supernall
               power
               ,
            
             
               In
               vaine
               they
               hal'd
               and
               pul'd
               ,
               till
               at
               the
               last
            
             
               A
               Vestall
               Virgin
               came
               in
               lucky
               houre
               ,
            
             
               Who
               was
               accus'd
               for
               losing
               her
               virginity
               ,
            
             
               Wherefore
               she
               fervent
               prai'd
               to
               the
               divinity
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               That
               if
               she
               were
               not
               guilty
               of
               the
               crime
               ,
            
             
               The
               gods
               would
               please
               to
               take
               some
               pity
               on
               her
               ,
            
             
               And
               send
               her
               strength
               at
               this
               most
               needfull
               time
               ,
            
             
               To
               cleare
               the
               vessell
               for
               to
               save
               her
               Honour
               :
            
             
               Then
               she
               besought
               the
               people
               not
               to
               grudg
            
             
               If
               goddesse
               Pessinantia
               were
               her
               Judg.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Whom
               they
               admit
               ,
               her
               girdle
               then
               untide
               ,
            
             
               The
               people
               heard
               what
               Orisons
               she
               us'd
               ;
            
             
               The
               goddesse
               would
               command
               the
               Ship
               to
               slide
               ,
            
             
               If
               she
               were
               free
               of
               that
               she
               was
               accus'd
               :
            
             
               When
               to
               the
               Ship
               her
               girdle
               she
               had
               bound
               ,
            
             
               She
               pul'd
               it
               to
               the
               shore
               both
               safe
               and
               sound
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               The
               Romans
               now
               the
               goddesse
               much
               admire
            
             
               With
               whom
               you
               are
               acquainted
               in
               this
               story
               ,
            
             
               And
               eke
               the
               Virgin
               chast
               as
               they
               desire
               ,
            
             
               Now
               she
               is
               cleare
               I
               hope
               you
               are
               not
               sory
               :
            
             
               This
               tale
               is
               long
               whereof
               I
               have
               no
               more
               ,
            
             
               Some
               it
               may
               please
               that
               heard
               it
               not
               before
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               And
               now
               to
               Commodus
               we
               make
               repa're
               ,
            
             
               Who
               had
               good
               cause
               to
               double
               his
               Life-guard
               ;
            
             
               For
               since
               Maternus
               Treason
               did
               him
               scare
               ,
            
             
               He
               them
               commanded
               to
               keep
               strickter
               ward
               ,
            
             
               To
               Suburb-house
               he
               went
               or
               Country
               farme
               ,
            
             
               Leaving
               the
               Court
               for
               feare
               of
               further
               harme
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Both
               Rome
               and
               Italy
               were
               much
               infested
            
             
               With
               pestilence
               ,
               which
               did
               them
               sore
               torment
               ,
            
             
               And
               strangers
               there
               that
               for
               their
               Traffick
               rested
            
             
               Great
               cause
               they
               had
               their
               fortunes
               to
               lament
               :
            
             
               For
               men
               and
               beasts
               destroi'd
               by
               some
               ill
               influence
               ,
            
             
               Did
               make
               the
               City
               smart
               through
               so
               much
               confluence
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               The
               Prince
               by
               his
               Physitians
               was
               perswaded
               ,
            
             
               That
               to
               Laurentum
               he
               should
               make
               repaire
               ;
            
             
               For
               so
               the
               plague
               might
               better
               be
               evaded
               ,
            
             
               There
               *
               Laurell
               was
               with
               coole
               and
               temperate
               aire
               :
            
             
               A
               Seate
               that
               stands
               in
               Register
               for
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Laurell
               did
               Laurentum
               take
               the
               name
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               There
               fragant
               sents
               and
               pleasant
               shade
               of
               Baies
               ,
            
             
               Which
               would
               availe
               against
               the
               fierce
               infection
               ,
            
             
               The
               Citizens
               were
               also
               shew'd
               some
               waies
               ,
            
             
               How
               to
               prepare
               a
               praevalent
               confection
               ;
            
             
               Their
               eares
               wherewith
               and
               nostrils
               to
               anoint
               ,
            
             
               Such
               Odours
               sweet
               the
               Doctors
               did
               appoint
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               They
               reason
               thus
               if
               senses
               praepossesse
               ,
            
             
               No
               fulsome
               aire
               so
               soon
               therein
               can
               enter
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               shall
               they
               be
               inforc'd
               to
               such
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               But
               they
               abroad
               to
               exercise
               may
               venter
               :
            
             
               Yet
               did
               this
               plague
               outragious
               make
               them
               die
               ,
            
             
               That
               men
               and
               beasts
               on
               heapes
               were
               seen
               to
               lye
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               A
               grievous
               dearth
               was
               also
               in
               the
               City
               ,
            
             
               Procur'd
               by
               one
               that
               once
               was
               sold
               a
               slave
               ,
            
             
               Cleander
               Phrygian
               ,
               greater
               was
               the
               pity
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               had
               meanes
               to
               make
               himself
               so
               brave
               ;
            
             
               By
               cunning
               sleight
               so
               well
               he
               sung
               his
               ditty
               ,
            
             
               He
               had
               from
               Prince
               what
               he
               could
               wish
               or
               crave
               :
            
             
               From
               Page
               to
               more
               degrees
               so
               well
               he
               far'd
               ,
            
             
               At
               length
               he
               made
               him
               Captaine
               of
               his
               guard
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Rank
               of
               successe
               he
               was
               so
               puft
               with
               pride
               ,
            
             
               For
               Empire
               now
               he
               meant
               to
               turn
               and
               wind
               ;
            
             
               Great
               masse
               of
               treasure
               and
               of
               Corne
               ,
               beside
            
             
               Monopolies
               he
               got
               of
               every
               kind
               ,
            
             
               When
               Citizens
               the
               greatest
               want
               did
               '
               bide
               ,
            
             
               He
               sought
               to
               win
               them
               all
               unto
               his
               mind
               :
            
             
               With
               Donatives
               he
               would
               the
               souldiers
               gaine
               ,
            
             
               And
               commons
               should
               have
               plenty
               for
               their
               paine
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               A
               *
               Gimnasse
               also
               and
               a
               statley
               Bath
            
             
               He
               did
               erect
               the
               people
               for
               to
               catch
               ;
            
             
               But
               yet
               such
               grudg
               to
               him
               the
               vulgar
               hath
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               his
               craft
               and
               proud
               designe
               will
               watch
               :
            
             
               Their
               liberties
               by
               him
               was
               brought
               in
               thrall
            
             
               They
               therefore
               now
               detest
               him
               great
               and
               small
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               In
               publike
               The'ter
               first
               they
               him
               disgrace
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               are
               not
               so
               content
               to
               vent
               their
               spleen
               ,
            
             
               But
               run
               with
               open
               mouth
               unto
               the
               place
               ,
            
             
               Whereas
               they
               thought
               their
               Prince
               was
               to
               bee
               seen
               ,
            
             
               And
               Justice
               they
               doe
               cry
               for
               more
               and
               more
               ,
            
             
               Untill
               the
               Subburbs
               all
               were
               in
               uproar
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               This
               while
               to
               wantonnesse
               the
               Prince
               was
               bent
               ,
            
             
               In
               inner
               private
               Roomes
               did
               not
               the
               tumult
               mind
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               Cleander
               look'd
               how
               to
               prevent
               ;
            
             
               Who
               having
               plac'd
               the
               horsemen
               so
               behind
               ,
            
             
               They
               overthrew
               and
               wounded
               whom
               they
               list
               ,
            
             
               The
               City
               foot
               unarm'd
               could
               not
               resist
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               Whereon
               they
               to
               the
               City
               fled
               amaine
               ,
            
             
               Followed
               by
               Cornets
               of
               Cleanders
               horse
               ,
            
             
               Great
               numbers
               of
               the
               common
               people
               slaine
               ,
            
             
               And
               trampled
               under
               foot
               without
               remorse
               ;
            
             
               The
               Lanciers
               pursued
               to
               the
               City
               gate
               ,
            
             
               Killing
               outright
               ,
               such
               was
               the
               woefull
               state
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               The
               Citizens
               at
               home
               soone
               understood
            
             
               The
               slaughter
               made
               of
               neighbour
               was
               and
               friend
               ;
            
             
               From
               off
               house
               topps
               they
               throw
               both
               stones
               and
               mudd
               ,
            
             
               Tyles
               and
               firebrands
               they
               from
               above
               doe
               send
               :
            
             
               The
               commons
               now
               that
               better
               understand
               ,
            
             
               Dart
               from
               aloft
               ,
               not
               fighting
               hand
               to
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               Their
               doores
               were
               shut
               ,
               themselves
               were
               out
               of
               Reach
               ,
            
             
               They
               killed
               some
               and
               many
               put
               to
               flight
               ;
            
             
               Others
               they
               wound
               and
               better
               manners
               teach
               ,
            
             
               Their
               heads
               rung
               noon
               though
               it
               was
               almost
               night
               ;
            
             
               Some
               were
               thrown
               down
               ,
               some
               from
               their
               horses
               leaps
               ,
            
             
               And
               tumbled
               on
               the
               stones
               that
               lay
               on
               heaps
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               39.
               
            
             
               The
               Bands
               of
               Foot
               that
               in
               the
               City
               sesse
               ,
            
             
               Did
               likewise
               come
               the
               Citizens
               to
               aid
               ;
            
             
               They
               flock
               together
               ,
               all
               make
               up
               a
               messe
               ,
            
             
               Which
               front
               the
               Troopers
               terribly
               afraid
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               none
               durst
               to
               the
               Emp'rour
               make
               addresse
               ,
            
             
               To
               tell
               him
               what
               was
               either
               done
               or
               said
               ,
            
             
               Till
               that
               
                 Fadilla
                 Commodus
              
               his
               sister
            
             
               Tooke
               heart
               of
               grace
               ,
               and
               told
               him
               of
               this
               stirr
               .
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               To
               her
               they
               could
               not
               well
               deny
               accesse
               ,
            
             
               With
               haire
               dishev'lld
               and
               mourning
               weeds
               shee
               run
               ,
            
             
               And
               plainly
               told
               how
               they
               were
               in
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               Without
               some
               present
               help
               they
               were
               undone
               :
            
             
               This
               Lady
               sister
               ,
               faire
               and
               seemely
               maid
               ,
            
             
               Fell
               at
               his
               feet
               ,
               and
               thus
               to
               him
               she
               said
               ▪
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               Your
               Majesty
               with
               pleasures
               here
               is
               fill'd
               ,
               
            
             
               You
               little
               know
               our
               danger
               or
               your
               own
               ;
            
             
               Wee
               your
               flesh
               and
               blood
               like
               are
               to
               be
               kill'd
            
             
               Part
               of
               your
               force
               and
               Cities
               overthrown
               ;
            
             
               Such
               outrage
               as
               Barbarians
               would
               not
               offer
               ,
            
             
               Your
               servants
               acted
               have
               ,
               and
               more
               doe
               profer
               .
            
          
           
             
               42.
               
            
             
               He
               whom
               to
               greatest
               Honour
               you
               preferr'd
               ,
            
             
               Is
               now
               become
               your
               deep
               and
               deadly
               foe
               ;
            
             
               Cleander
               commons
               hath
               and
               souldiers
               stirr'd
               ,
            
             
               They
               both
               of
               them
               against
               you
               now
               doe
               goe
               :
            
             
               He
               hated
               is
               of
               one
               ,
               and
               lov'd
               of
               th'
               other
               ,
            
             
               Both
               are
               up
               in
               Armes
               killing
               one
               another
               .
            
          
           
             
               43.
               
            
             
               Your
               Royall
               City
               now
               with
               blood
               is
               fill'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               wee
               shall
               smart
               for
               this
               un●uly
               geere
               ,
            
             
               Unlesse
               you
               cause
               this
               sycophant
               to
               be
               kill'd
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               wee
               or
               you
               can
               be
               in
               safety
               here
               :
            
             
               He
               author
               is
               of
               this
               most
               wicked
               part
               ,
            
             
               If
               not
               cut
               off
               your
               Majesty
               will
               smart
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               44.
               
            
             
               Thus
               having
               said
               ,
               her
               haire
               and
               garment
               rent
               ,
            
             
               Her
               Noble
               speech
               had
               put
               the
               rest
               in
               heart
               ;
            
             
               The
               Prince
               afraid
               and
               sory
               to
               be
               shent
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               should
               be
               the
               cause
               of
               so
               much
               smart
               ;
            
             
               Without
               delay
               he
               for
               Cleander
               sent
               ,
            
             
               And
               taught
               him
               how
               to
               play
               so
               lewd
               a
               part
               ,
            
             
               Him
               he
               arrests
               ,
               and
               doom'd
               him
               to
               be
               dead
               ,
            
             
               So
               did
               this
               wicked
               traytor
               lose
               his
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
               45.
               
            
             
               Which
               fastned
               was
               and
               sent
               upon
               a
               Speare
               ,
            
             
               That
               all
               the
               commons
               and
               the
               rest
               might
               see
               :
            
             
               Imagine
               well
               you
               may
               how
               glad
               they
               were
               ,
            
             
               More
               welcom
               unto
               them
               could
               nothing
               bee
               :
            
             
               Then
               that
               which
               caused
               had
               this
               bloudy
               broyle
            
             
               Was
               sent
               to
               cease
               their
               cruell
               fight
               and
               toyle
               .
            
          
           
             
               46.
               
            
             
               The
               souldiers
               then
               perceiving
               he
               was
               slain
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               quarrell
               they
               so
               dreadfully
               had
               fought
               ,
            
             
               The
               Emp'rours
               favour
               they
               beseech
               againe
               ;
            
             
               Their
               lesson
               new
               they
               once
               more
               would
               be
               taught
               ,
            
             
               He
               was
               abused
               they
               discerned
               plaine
               ,
            
             
               Though
               this
               their
               knowledge
               is
               full
               dearly
               bought
               :
            
             
               Yet
               better
               late
               then
               never
               is
               repentance
               ,
               
            
             
               Now
               they
               and
               commons
               both
               doe
               like
               the
               sentence
               .
            
          
           
             
               47.
               
            
             
               They
               also
               their
               revenge
               extended
               further
               ,
            
             
               Two
               sonns
               was
               all
               his
               children
               left
               behind
               ,
            
             
               Both
               them
               and
               his
               adherents
               they
               doe
               murther
               ,
            
             
               Left
               not
               a
               man
               that
               had
               to
               him
               inclin'd
               ;
            
             
               In
               this
               garboyle
               they
               must
               with
               him
               part
               stakes
               ,
            
             
               Their
               bodies
               dragg'd
               and
               thrown
               into
               a
               Jakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               48.
               
            
             
               Loe
               how
               ambition
               here
               hath
               plaid
               its
               part
               ,
            
             
               A
               man
               puft
               up
               beares
               high
               and
               lofty
               sayle
               .
            
             
               With
               all
               his
               flies
               and
               Fautors
               in
               that
               art
               ;
            
             
               Now
               fortune
               smil'd
               and
               then
               anon
               did
               faile
               ,
            
             
               Shee
               careth
               for
               Cleander
               not
               a
               f
               —
               )
            
             
               But
               him
               despis'd
               and
               turn'd
               her
               fickle
               taile
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               shee
               from
               low
               degree
               of
               late
               preferr'd
               ,
            
             
               Againe
               debas'd
               and
               all
               their
               matter
               marr'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             V.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Both
               Credulous
               and
               cruell
               is
               the
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               Rome
               fired
               is
               and
               Prodigies
               appeare
               ,
            
             
               Undecent
               sports
               of
               folly
               him
               convince
               ,
            
             
               A
               goddesse
               strange
               and
               gifts
               of
               the
               new
               yeare
               ,
            
             
               Faire
               Marcia
               his
               Selected
               Concubine
            
             
               With
               others
               doe
               conspire
               his
               death
               in
               fine
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               HOw
               practise
               some
               to
               gain
               their
               wicked
               ends
               ,
            
             
               When
               once
               the
               Reines
               into
               their
               hands
               are
               put
               ;
            
             
               They
               post
               too
               fast
               ;
               outrunning
               all
               their
               friends
               ,
            
             
               So
               Tyrant-like
               they
               play
               the
               greedy
               gut
               :
            
             
               This
               was
               the
               case
               of
               covetous
               Cleander
               ,
            
             
               When
               he
               so
               far
               from
               Loyaltie
               did
               wander
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Now
               Commodus
               is
               needlesly
               afraid
            
             
               Lest
               Commons
               rude
               new
               matters
               should
               attempt
               ,
            
             
               But
               counsell
               wise
               perswaded
               him
               and
               said
               ,
            
             
               His
               presence
               straight
               would
               quash
               the
               late
               contempt
               ;
            
             
               To
               City
               then
               he
               went
               to
               cleare
               the
               cause
               ,
            
             
               And
               there
               received
               was
               with
               great
               applause
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Thus
               having
               past
               such
               sharp
               and
               threatning
               pikes
               ,
            
             
               A
               while
               he
               did
               in
               Palace
               him
               repose
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               friend
               and
               foe
               eftsoone
               he
               kils
               and
               strikes
               ,
            
             
               So
               jealous
               was
               of
               ev'ry
               Brute
               that
               rose
               ;
            
             
               He
               credit
               gave
               to
               ev'ry
               Accusation
               ,
            
             
               Though
               ne're
               so
               false
               ,
               such
               was
               the
               Alteration
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               To
               sensuall
               pleasures
               he
               was
               whole
               enslav'd
               ,
            
             
               That
               took
               up
               all
               his
               time
               both
               day
               and
               night
               ;
            
             
               Himself
               not
               like
               a
               Prince
               he
               now
               behav'd
               ,
            
             
               All
               Noble
               acts
               he
               did
               abandon
               quite
               ;
            
             
               All
               persons
               good
               he
               banish'd
               as
               insidious
               ,
            
             
               And
               kept
               Buffoones
               debauched
               and
               perfidious
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               He
               Coaches
               ran
               and
               skirmish'd
               with
               wild
               beasts
               ,
            
             
               More
               then
               became
               the
               Splendor
               of
               a
               King
               ,
            
             
               In
               rioting
               and
               all
               voluptuous
               Feasts
               ;
            
             
               With
               fawning
               Parasites
               his
               Court
               did
               Ring
               :
            
             
               Strange
               sights
               amaz'd
               the
               City
               full
               of
               feare
               ,
            
             
               Stars
               did
               at
               noon
               as
               in
               the
               night
               appeare
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               With
               blazing
               Comets
               of
               a
               wondrous
               length
               ,
            
             
               All
               Creatures
               ,
               much
               contrary
               to
               their
               kind
               ,
            
             
               To
               bring
               forth
               monsters
               had
               unusuall
               strength
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               that
               which
               most
               afflicts
               the
               peoples
               mind
               ,
            
             
               And
               made
               them
               fear
               their
               mischiefe
               would
               come
               〈◊〉
            
             
               Was
               this
               ensuing
               hideous
               disaster
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               That
               stately
               Temple
               dedicate
               to
               Peace
            
             
               In
               Rome
               ,
               the
               like
               was
               no
               where
               to
               be
               found
               ;
            
             
               Storme
               there
               was
               none
               ,
               and
               tempests
               all
               did
               cease
               ,
            
             
               Quite
               burned
               was
               unto
               the
               very
               ground
               ;
            
             
               Whether
               by
               fire
               above
               or
               fire
               below
               ,
            
             
               Or
               little
               shake
               of
               earth
               no
               man
               did
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               This
               sumptuous
               Temple
               was
               both
               Rich
               and
               Strong
               ,
            
             
               With
               Donaries
               most
               curiously
               Adorn'd
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Silver-bright
               and
               Massie
               Gold
               among
               ;
            
             
               No
               marvaile
               therefore
               if
               the
               wealthy
               mourn'd
               ,
            
             
               For
               Treasure
               Prime
               that
               did
               to
               them
               belong
               ,
            
             
               And
               herein
               kept
               ,
               was
               melted
               quite
               or
               burn'd
               :
            
             
               This
               fatall
               night
               ,
               like
               had
               not
               been
               before
               .
            
             
               Astonish
               all
               ,
               and
               made
               the
               Rich
               men
               poore
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Here
               was
               both
               private
               and
               a
               publike
               losse
               ,
            
             
               Which
               sad
               event
               all
               rufully
               Deplore
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               when
               this
               Stately
               Fabricke
               burned
               was
               ,
            
             
               The
               flaming
               fire
               encreased
               more
               and
               more
               ;
            
             
               To
               buildings
               Chiefe
               it
               made
               a
               further
               Rape
               ,
            
             
               The
               goodly
               Fane
               of
               Vosta
               did
               not
               ●scape
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Palladium
               Image
               that
               was
               secret
               kept
               ,
            
             
               By
               Romans
               held
               in
               sacred
               veneration
               ,
            
             
               From
               Troy
               they
               say
               ,
               was
               either
               brought
               or
               lept
               ,
            
             
               And
               therefore
               had
               the
               greater
               estimation
               ;
            
             
               Not
               seen
               before
               ,
               the
               Vestall
               Virgines
               carry
               ,
            
             
               And
               through
               the
               Sacred
               Street
               to
               th
               ,
               Palace
               harry
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               In
               City
               perish'd
               many
               Famous
               Pieces
               ,
            
             
               The
               Fire
               could
               not
               be
               quench'd
               in
               sundry
               daies
               ,
            
             
               Till
               that
               the
               raine
               from
               Heaven
               fell
               in
               fleeces
               ,
            
             
               Then
               for
               Coelestiall
               Aid
               they
               all
               give
               praise
               :
            
             
               In
               this
               conceipt
               among
               them
               were
               no
               odds
               ,
            
             
               The
               fire
               begun
               and
               ended
               by
               the
               gods
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               The
               Temple
               Burnt
               thus
               consecrate
               to
               Jove
               ,
            
             
               Some
               said
               did
               shew
               their
               future
               ill
               successe
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               calamities
               would
               still
               encrease
               ;
            
             
               Some
               others
               hop'd
               it
               might
               be
               but
               a
               guesse
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               this
               Conjecture
               prov'd
               not
               only
               bare
               ,
            
             
               As
               in
               Succeeding
               Bookes
               I
               will
               declare
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               These
               dire
               mishaps
               the
               Citizens
               surround
               ,
            
             
               And
               fall
               so
               thick
               in
               one
               anothers
               neck
               ;
            
             
               They
               sowrely
               looke
               ,
               think
               Commodus
               the
               ground
               ,
            
             
               His
               dismall
               deeds
               he
               careth
               not
               to
               check
               ;
            
             
               The
               base
               Exploits
               which
               doe
               so
               publick
               sound
               ,
            
             
               Are
               Pregnant
               ever
               at
               his
               Call
               and
               Beck
               :
            
             
               His
               vaine
               excesse
               is
               known
               to
               all
               Notorious
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               doth
               he
               vaile
               it
               ,
               but
               is
               more
               vain
               glorious
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Yea
               to
               such
               drunken
               dotage
               he
               was
               growne
               ,
            
             
               He
               now
               refused
               flat
               his
               Fathers
               Name
               ,
            
             
               Abjuring
               Marcus
               ,
               and
               what
               was
               his
               owne
               ,
            
             
               He
               Hero'les
               is
               of
               Jove
               deriving
               Fame
               :
            
             
               From
               Roman
               habit
               he
               so
               oft
               was
               in
               ,
            
             
               He
               thrust
               himself
               into
               a
               Lyons
               skin
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Sometimes
               a
               massy
               Club
               in
               hand
               he
               bore
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               him
               in
               Extremity
               ridiculous
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Purple
               Amazonian
               Robe
               he
               wore
               ,
            
             
               With
               Pearl
               and
               Gold
               Embroydered
               perspicuous
               ;
            
             
               One
               was
               a
               garb
               for
               Females
               fit
               to
               weare
               ,
            
             
               The
               other
               more
               then
               Masculine
               Austere
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               He
               daily
               thus
               invented
               new
               Attire
               ,
            
             
               New
               Names
               he
               gave
               to
               Months
               within
               the
               year
               ,
            
             
               Leaving
               the
               old
               as
               Fancy
               did
               require
               ,
            
             
               Such
               as
               his
               Surname
               would
               more
               proper
               beare
               ;
            
             
               The
               most
               whereof
               to
               Herc'les
               he
               referr'd
               ,
            
             
               As
               Heroe
               Chief
               who
               ought
               to
               be
               preferr'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               His
               Statues
               also
               he
               would
               have
               Erected
            
             
               About
               the
               City
               ,
               and
               at
               Senate
               Dore
               ,
            
             
               An
               Archer
               like
               ,
               that
               he
               might
               be
               suspected
               ,
            
             
               Ready
               to
               shoot
               ,
               to
               terrifie
               the
               More
               ;
            
             
               Which
               at
               his
               end
               ,
               the
               Senate
               (
               to
               deface
               )
            
             
               Brought
               Liberty
               *
               Her
               Image
               there
               did
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               Now
               Commodus
               no
               longer
               could
               containe
               ,
            
             
               Himselfe
               would
               Act
               upon
               the
               publick
               Stage
               ;
            
             
               With
               his
               own
               hands
               fierce
               wild
               Beasts
               must
               be
               slain
               ,
            
             
               At
               sharp
               with
               sword-men
               he
               would
               like
               Engage
               ;
            
             
               The
               newes
               thus
               blaz'd
               ,
               then
               people
               far
               and
               neare
            
             
               Came
               flocking
               in
               as
               well
               to
               see
               as
               heare
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               A
               marksman
               sure
               he
               was
               with
               Dart
               or
               Arrow
               ,
            
             
               Numidian
               Darters
               could
               not
               well
               compare
               ,
            
             
               Whatsoe're
               he
               aim'd
               though
               as
               little
               a
               Sparrow
               ,
            
             
               His
               Parthian
               Archers
               would
               not
               misse
               so
               rare
               ,
            
             
               When
               time
               was
               come
               to
               shew
               this
               Action
               bold
               ,
            
             
               The
               Theatre
               was
               full
               as
               it
               might
               hold
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               A
               Tarras
               was
               set
               up
               for
               him
               to
               round
               ,
            
             
               So
               far
               aloft
               he
               need
               no
               danger
               fear
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               some
               think
               his
               valour
               was
               not
               sound
               ,
            
             
               But
               rather
               skill
               in
               shooting
               did
               appeare
               :
            
             
               Of
               Bucks
               and
               Does
               and
               other
               horned
               Beast
            
             
               Great
               store
               he
               kill'd
               ,
               but
               yet
               of
               Buls
               the
               least
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               None
               scaped
               him
               ,
               from
               Tarras
               he
               so
               Darted
               ,
            
             
               Lyons
               ,
               Panthers
               and
               Beasts
               of
               Noble
               sort
               ,
            
             
               Such
               rare
               dexterity
               he
               there
               imparted
               ,
            
             
               In
               mortall
               wounds
               they
               felt
               but
               little
               sport
               ;
            
             
               He
               nimbly
               hit
               the
               head
               or
               else
               the
               hart
               ,
            
             
               When
               Beast
               was
               rouz'd
               aim'd
               at
               no
               other
               part
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Noe
               sooner
               struck
               but
               dead
               they
               fell
               and
               stark
            
             
               Wild
               Beasts
               were
               brought
               from
               far
               of
               every
               kind
               ;
            
             
               Such
               as
               in
               Pictures
               they
               before
               did
               mark
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               beheld
               except
               there
               were
               some
               blind
               :
            
             
               At
               once
               he
               slew
               and
               shew'd
               (
               not
               in
               the
               dark
               )
            
             
               Beasts
               strange
               that
               came
               from
               Aethiope
               and
               Inde
               ,
            
             
               From
               East
               or
               West
               ,
               from
               North
               or
               yet
               from
               Sou●h
            
             
               Was
               instant
               slaine
               ,
               so
               well
               his
               ●eere
               he
               Couth
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Some
               Estrich
               of
               Moresco
               once
               he
               shat
               ,
            
             
               Which
               spread
               their
               wings
               as
               Sailes
               to
               help
               their
               running
               ;
            
             
               The
               Forked
               Arrow
               tooke
               the
               neck
               so
               pat
               ,
            
             
               It
               marvell
               was
               to
               see
               such
               *
               wond'rous
               cunning
               ;
            
             
               The
               blow
               so
               fierce
               that
               er'e
               the
               Fowles
               were
               dead
               ,
            
             
               They
               ran
               a
               certaine
               Space
               without
               a
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               A
               Panther
               likewise
               brought
               into
               the
               List
               ,
            
             
               With
               speed
               and
               force
               a
               simple
               man
               did
               seize
               ,
            
             
               That
               all
               men
               thought
               of
               death
               he
               had
               not
               mist
               ,
            
             
               But
               him
               the
               Prince
               with
               lucky
               hand
               did
               ease
               :
            
             
               He
               had
               no
               harme
               in
               any
               limb
               or
               joynt
               ,
            
             
               The
               Panthers
               t●eth
               were
               struck
               with
               Javelin
               point
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               A
               hundred
               Lyons
               each
               to
               one
               a
               dart
               ,
            
             
               It
               was
               observ'd
               another
               time
               he
               slew
               ;
            
             
               Their
               bodies
               falling
               right
               so
               overthwart
               ,
            
             
               They
               eas'ly
               might
               be
               numbred
               in
               the
               view
               ▪
            
             
               In
               all
               of
               these
               miscarried
               not
               a
               Dart
               ,
            
             
               But
               struck
               the
               stately
               Beast
               in
               Head
               or
               Hart.
               
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               These
               Active
               Feates
               became
               not
               well
               a
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               '
               cause
               they
               were
               of
               Valour
               dextrous
               proofe
               ,
            
             
               Were
               not
               unpleasing
               to
               the
               peoples
               sence
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               that
               he
               in
               The'ter
               stood
               aloofe
               ,
            
             
               And
               plaid
               the
               naked
               fencing
               Gladiator
               ,
            
             
               This
               certes
               was
               a
               dire
               and
               dismall
               matter
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               To
               see
               a
               Noble
               Emp'rour
               so
               descended
               ,
            
             
               After
               so
               many
               Trophees
               had
               been
               won
            
             
               By
               Famous
               Ancestors
               of
               Right
               commended
               ,
            
             
               Should
               thus
               become
               a
               base
               ignoble
               Son
               ;
            
             
               In
               stead
               of
               fighting
               with
               the
               rude
               Barbarian
               ,
            
             
               Had
               now
               disguis'd
               himself
               like
               to
               Maide-marian
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               How
               far
               unlike
               was
               this
               a
               Roman
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               To
               make
               such
               sordid
               and
               so
               vile
               digression
               :
            
             
               What
               though
               he
               doe
               his
               opposites
               convince
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               all
               doe
               know
               it
               was
               a
               base
               profession
               ;
            
             
               To
               yeeld
               to
               him
               they
               are
               not
               void
               of
               sence
            
             
               They
               know
               him
               King
               not
               master
               of
               defence
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               He
               rang'd
               so
               far
               and
               flatly
               plaid
               the
               foole
               ,
            
             
               His
               Princely
               Palace
               He
               would
               now
               forsake
            
             
               To
               take
               his
               lodging
               in
               a
               fencing
               Schoole
               :
            
             
               Of
               Herc'les
               Name
               no
               more
               account
               did
               make
               ,
            
             
               But
               of
               a
               famous
               Swordman
               late
               deceas'd
            
             
               Assum'd
               the
               Name
               ,
               in
               that
               he
               best
               was
               pleas'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Where
               Romans
               had
               an
               Image
               of
               the
               Sunn
               ,
            
             
               A
               high
               Colosse
               ,
               and
               held
               in
               great
               esteem
               ,
            
             
               The
               head
               struck
               off
               was
               by
               this
               Frantick
               donn
               ,
            
             
               To
               place
               one
               like
               his
               own
               he
               fit
               did
               deeme
               ,
            
             
               But
               not
               subscrib'd
               with
               Sir
               Name
               Father
               wonn
               ;
            
             
               Such
               Glorious
               title
               nothing
               fit
               did
               seem
               ,
            
             
               But
               Victor
               of
               a
               thousand
               Gladiators
            
             
               Was
               best
               to
               him
               ,
               though
               griefe
               to
               all
               Spectators
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               But
               now
               t
               is
               time
               to
               leave
               these
               foolish
               pranks
               ,
            
             
               The
               City
               will
               no
               more
               endure
               this
               yoak
               ;
            
             
               The
               Day
               at
               hand
               they
               give
               to
               Janus
               thanks
               ,
            
             
               And
               yearly
               make
               his
               Holy
               Altar
               smoak
               ;
            
             
               Their
               eldest
               god
               who
               Saturn
               entertain'd
            
             
               (
               Thrust
               out
               by
               Jove
               )
               when
               he
               came
               and
               complain'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               It
               Latium
               had
               to
               Name
               of
               his
               conceale
               ,
            
             
               Wherefore
               it
               is
               a
               custome
               to
               this
               day
               ,
            
             
               That
               first
               to
               Saturne
               they
               doe
               make
               Appeale
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               old
               Janus
               they
               are
               wont
               to
               pray
               ;
            
             
               His
               Image
               with
               two
               Heads
               they
               make
               appeare
            
             
               Of
               new
               the
               first
               ,
               but
               last
               of
               the
               old
               yeare
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               This
               Ancient
               Feast
               all
               Italy
               doe
               mind
               ,
            
             
               The
               Romans
               to
               their
               friends
               give
               little
               toys
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Gold
               and
               Silver
               of
               the
               neatest
               kind
               ,
            
             
               ●o
               enterchange
               their
               Love
               and
               new-come
               Joyes
               ;
            
             
               With
               Gifts
               and
               Presents
               thus
               begins
               New
               Yeare
               ,
            
             
               Then
               choicest
               Silkes
               and
               Purple
               Robes
               they
               weare
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               Now
               Commodus
               intendeth
               no
               such
               Solace
               ,
            
             
               Or
               Purple
               weare
               or
               Robe
               fit
               for
               a
               Prince
               ;
            
             
               He
               will
               not
               Issue
               forth
               from
               out
               his
               Palace
               ,
            
             
               But
               from
               a
               paltry
               common
               Schoole
               of
               Fence
               ;
            
             
               He
               must
               not
               now
               be
               Cumbred
               with
               such
               matters
               ,
            
             
               But
               Armed
               will
               be
               seen
               '
               mongst
               Gladiators
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               When
               this
               to
               Marcia
               he
               had
               once
               imparted
               ,
            
             
               Who
               was
               his
               Deare
               and
               Choisest
               Concubine
               ,
            
             
               His
               Lewd
               Devise
               she
               purpos'd
               to
               have
               thwarted
               ,
            
             
               Before
               his
               feet
               she
               fell
               with
               watry
               eyne
               :
            
             
               She
               Empresse
               like
               had
               what
               she
               could
               desire
               ,
            
             
               And
               Honours
               all
               excepting
               that
               of
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               She
               prayed
               his
               Majesty
               not
               to
               prophane
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Empire
               with
               so
               vile
               a
               sport
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               let
               his
               Sacred
               person
               to
               be
               ta'●e
            
             
               '
               Mongst
               Ruffins
               lewd
               in
               such
               a
               desperate
               sort
               :
            
             
               But
               when
               she
               saw
               he
               was
               not
               of
               his
               keeping
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               could
               prevaile
               ,
               
               shee
               thence
               departed
               weeping
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               He
               sends
               for
               Laetus
               and
               Electus
               both
               ,
            
             
               Generall
               and
               Chamberlaine
               he
               bids
               take
               care
            
             
               His
               Hests
               to
               keepe
               ,
               who
               were
               exceeding
               loth
               ,
            
             
               In
               fencing
               Schoole
               his
               lodging
               to
               prepare
               ;
            
             
               Next
               morrow
               he
               would
               Sacrifice
               forsooth
               ,
            
             
               As
               custome
               was
               ,
               for
               cost
               he
               will
               not
               spare
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Romans
               shew
               himselfe
               in
               Arms
               ,
            
             
               He
               and
               his
               Fencers
               giving
               fresh
               Alarms
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               These
               two
               most
               humbly
               prai'd
               him
               to
               desist
               ,
            
             
               And
               not
               commit
               such
               rude
               Unprincely
               Act
               ;
            
             
               Though
               they
               were
               grave
               he
               will
               doe
               what
               he
               liste
            
             
               And
               from
               his
               presence
               he
               in
               rage
               them
               pakt
               :
            
             
               Then
               in
               his
               Chamber
               (
               to
               repose
               at
               noon
            
             
               As
               was
               his
               wont
               )
               his
               plot
               contrived
               soon
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               39.
               
            
             
               There
               did
               he
               write
               down
               in
               a
               Table
               booke
            
             
               The
               Names
               of
               those
               he
               doom'd
               to
               death
               that
               night
               ;
            
             
               
                 Electus
                 ,
                 Laetus
                 ,
                 Marcia
              
               too
               must
               looke
               ,
            
             
               With
               many
               moe
               ,
               to
               tast
               his
               Irefull
               spight
               :
            
             
               Old
               Senators
               his
               Fathers
               loyall
               friends
            
             
               Must
               now
               be
               brought
               unto
               their
               dismall
               ends
               .
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               And
               this
               he
               did
               lest
               Censuring
               should
               mate
            
             
               And
               countercheck
               his
               black
               and
               dismall
               deeds
               ,
            
             
               He
               meanes
               to
               give
               away
               their
               goods
               and
               state
               ;
            
             
               To
               Souldiers
               and
               to
               Fencers
               straight
               he
               speeds
               ,
            
             
               That
               one
               of
               them
               his
               person
               might
               defend
               ,
            
             
               The
               other
               would
               delight
               his
               whimsey
               end
               .
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               When
               this
               was
               done
               and
               Booke
               left
               on
               his
               Pallat
               ,
            
             
               His
               Chamber
               doore
               he
               thought
               none
               durst
               to
               enter
               ,
            
             
               A
               little
               Boy
               ,
               as
               little
               wit
               in
               sallat
               ,
            
             
               Could
               hardly
               speake
               ,
               yet
               had
               the
               hap
               to
               enter
               ;
            
             
               Such
               pretty
               Boyes
               the
               Romans
               use
               to
               have
               ,
            
             
               Halfe
               naked
               drest
               ,
               with
               Gold
               and
               Silver
               brave
               .
            
          
           
             
               42.
               
            
             
               This
               Boy
               did
               Commodus
               Extreamly
               Love
               ,
            
             
               And
               very
               oft
               he
               lay
               with
               him
               in
               bed
               ,
            
             
               Call'd
               
                 Philo
                 Commodus
              
               ,
               as
               much
               as
               Dove
            
             
               Or
               Darling
               ,
               he
               thus
               of
               his
               Name
               was
               sped
               ;
            
             
               The
               Boy
               was
               full
               of
               play
               and
               went
               to
               clamber
            
             
               (
               As
               Commodus
               did
               bath
               )
               to
               his
               bed
               Chamber
               .
            
          
           
             
               43.
               
            
             
               While
               thus
               he
               Lav'd
               and
               revell'd
               with
               his
               Minions
               ,
            
             
               This
               Book
               the
               child
               tooke
               up
               and
               went
               to
               play
               ;
            
             
               By
               power
               Divine
               it
               was
               in
               some
               opinions
            
             
               That
               Marcia
               chanc'd
               to
               meet
               him
               by
               the
               way
               ;
            
             
               Whom
               dearely
               she
               did
               Love
               ,
               and
               late
               had
               mist
               him
               ,
            
             
               Now
               tooke
               him
               in
               her
               arms
               all
               and
               to
               kist
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               44.
               
            
             
               But
               lest
               he
               should
               with
               pretty
               Childish
               toying
            
             
               Blot
               out
               some
               matters
               that
               might
               be
               of
               waight
               ,
            
             
               Taking
               the
               Booke
               to
               free
               from
               his
               Annoying
               ,
            
             
               Commodus
               writing
               shee
               perceived
               straight
               ;
            
             
               And
               longing
               now
               as
               women
               oft
               doe
               use
               ,
            
             
               She
               needs
               must
               read
               ,
               yet
               found
               but
               heavy
               newes
               .
            
          
           
             
               45.
               
            
             
               First
               she
               ,
               next
               Laetus
               and
               Electus
               dies
               ,
            
             
               With
               such
               a
               number
               of
               the
               Noble
               Traine
               ,
            
             
               Then
               sighing
               deep
               she
               thus
               laments
               and
               cries
               ,
            
             
               O
               Commodus
               is
               all
               my
               Love
               in
               vaine
               ?
            
             
               Have
               I
               endur'd
               your
               flatterers
               and
               flies
               ?
            
             
               Is
               this
               the
               Guerdon
               I
               have
               for
               my
               paine
               ?
            
             
               You
               soon
               shall
               know
               this
               sober
               hand
               of
               mine
            
             
               Shall
               quickly
               dash
               your
               drunken
               Lewd
               designe
               .
            
          
           
             
               46.
               
            
             
               She
               forthwith
               then
               for
               Lord
               Electus
               sends
               ,
            
             
               Her
               bosom
               friend
               and
               Princes
               Chamberlaine
               ;
            
             
               The
               plot
               that
               was
               to
               make
               them
               all
               amends
               ,
            
             
               See
               here
               quoth
               she
               this
               night
               you
               must
               be
               slaine
               :
            
             
               He
               reades
               as
               though
               he
               somewhat
               was
               amaz'd
            
             
               Of
               Aegypt
               he
               ,
               those
               are
               not
               eas'ly
               daz'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               47.
               
            
             
               In
               Choler
               he
               againe
               seal'd
               up
               the
               Booke
               ,
            
             
               To
               Laetus
               sent
               it
               by
               a
               trusty
               friend
               ;
            
             
               He
               startled
               was
               and
               with
               a
               gastly
               looke
            
             
               
                 To
                 Marcia
              
               came
               ,
               there
               businesse
               did
               pretend
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               he
               came
               to
               dresse
               the
               fencing
               Schoole
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Commodus
               his
               pulse
               they
               mean
               to
               Coole
               .
            
          
           
             
               48.
               
            
             
               This
               was
               a
               Colour
               faire
               for
               them
               to
               treat
               ,
            
             
               Which
               soone
               begot
               a
               sound
               determination
               ,
            
             
               To
               save
               themselves
               Marcia
               may
               doe
               the
               feat
            
             
               Without
               delay
               or
               more
               procrastination
               ;
            
             
               With
               poyson'd
               Cup
               which
               she
               could
               handle
               neat
               ,
            
             
               To
               shew
               him
               what
               was
               his
               praedestination
               :
            
             
               She
               must
               present
               ,
               and
               neither
               faint
               or
               falter
               ,
            
             
               This
               was
               the
               meanes
               to
               keep
               them
               from
               the
               halter
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               49.
               
            
             
               First
               cup
               he
               drank
               her
               custome
               was
               to
               offer
               ,
            
             
               If
               that
               he
               Bath
               or
               else
               doe
               sup
               or
               dine
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               accepteth
               kindly
               of
               her
               proffer
               ;
            
             
               The
               which
               she
               fils
               with
               Aromatick
               wine
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               presents
               with
               Spice
               as
               she
               had
               don
               't
               ,
            
             
               This
               off
               he
               qua●fs
               according
               to
               his
               wont
               .
            
          
           
             
               50.
               
            
             
               He
               thirsty
               was
               with
               Bath
               and
               Chasing
               Beast
               ,
            
             
               But
               now
               his
               heavy
               head
               is
               in
               a
               slumber
               ;
            
             
               They
               must
               not
               tell
               with
               what
               they
               did
               him
               feast
               ,
            
             
               But
               rather
               how
               much
               paines
               had
               bred
               his
               Cumber
               :
            
             
               These
               three
               Commands
               the
               rest
               to
               voyd
               the
               Court
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               for
               his
               ease
               now
               having
               done
               his
               Sport.
               
            
          
           
             
               51.
               
            
             
               For
               thus
               it
               was
               with
               him
               in
               drunken
               fits
               ,
            
             
               When
               he
               had
               either
               Banqueted
               or
               Bath'd
               ;
            
             
               No
               set
               time
               had
               to
               come
               within
               his
               wits
               ,
            
             
               The
               severall
               sort
               of
               pleasure
               had
               him
               Scath'd
               :
            
             
               A
               while
               thus
               resting
               in
               this
               sorry
               plight
               ,
            
             
               His
               stomack
               ill
               ,
               and
               head
               grew
               very
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
               52.
               
            
             
               Extreamly
               unto
               Vomit
               then
               he
               fell
            
             
               With
               too
               much
               drink
               ,
               or
               else
               with
               over
               feasting
               ;
            
             
               If
               hap'ly
               so
               the
               Poyson
               might
               expell
               ,
            
             
               With
               Marcia
               and
               the
               rest
               it
               was
               no
               jesting
               :
            
             
               Or
               else
               perhaps
               some
               Antidote
               had
               ta'ne
               ,
            
             
               As
               Princes
               often
               use
               to
               shun
               their
               Bane
               .
            
          
           
             
               53.
               
            
             
               How
               e're
               it
               was
               the
               Vomit
               did
               not
               cease
               ,
            
             
               Conspirators
               began
               to
               be
               afread
               ;
            
             
               If
               that
               his
               strength
               his
               poyson
               should
               release
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               come
               to
               himselfe
               ,
               they
               were
               but
               dead
               :
            
             
               While
               thus
               about
               this
               matter
               they
               doe
               wrangle
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               agree
               Narcissus
               shall
               him
               strangle
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               54.
               
            
             
               Narcissus
               was
               a
               bold
               and
               desp'rate
               youth
               ,
            
             
               On
               their
               reward
               and
               promises
               he
               beares
               ;
            
             
               This
               was
               the
               end
               of
               Commodus
               in
               sooth
               ,
            
             
               Since
               Fathers
               death
               he
               raigned
               thirteen
               yeares
               :
            
             
               Of
               high
               descent
               he
               noble
               was
               and
               Prime
               ,
            
             
               And
               was
               the
               goodliest
               person
               of
               his
               Time.
               
            
          
           
             
               55.
               
            
             
               For
               dextr'ous
               Darting
               second
               unto
               none
               ,
            
             
               But
               yet
               his
               Life
               ignoble
               was
               and
               foul
               ;
            
             
               Wherefore
               you
               heare
               they
               make
               but
               little
               mone
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               at
               his
               end
               the
               people
               doe
               condo●●
               :
            
             
               Now
               of
               this
               Theame
               no
               longer
               we
               must
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               Repose
               a
               while
               ,
               and
               I
               the
               rest
               will
               tell
               .
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           first
           Book
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Second
           Book
           .
        
         
           
             CANTO
             VI.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Describe
               wee
               Pertinax
               his
               high
               degree
               ,
            
             
               With
               Laetus
               speach
               and
               Emperour
               proclaim'd
               ;
            
             
               The
               Senate
               in
               his
               choise
               doe
               all
               agree
               ,
            
             
               Informers
               quell'd
               ,
               good
               Government
               is
               Aimd
               ,
            
             
               Train'd
               Bands
               rebell
               ,
               Strangers
               extol
               the
               State
               ,
            
             
               He
               murth'red
               is
               ,
               though
               some
               repent
               too
               late
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               LO
               here
               the
               fatall
               end
               of
               Prodigality
               ,
            
             
               When
               men
               delight
               in
               Riot
               and
               excesse
               ,
            
             
               More
               wholsome
               Doctrine
               is
               the
               mean
               frugality
            
             
               That
               checks
               the
               will
               when
               once
               it
               doth
               digresse
               :
            
             
               The
               greater
               he
               that
               doth
               himselfe
               inthrall
               ,
            
             
               The
               more
               his
               shame
               and
               greater
               is
               his
               fall
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Commodus
               slaine
               ,
               Conspirators
               devise
            
             
               From
               Souldiers
               how
               the
               matter
               to
               conceale
               ;
            
             
               They
               know
               't
               is
               time
               to
               put
               on
               some
               disguise
               ,
            
             
               Two
               trusty
               friends
               must
               now
               the
               matter
               heale
               :
            
             
               The
               manner
               how
               while
               they
               in
               briefe
               discusse
               ,
            
             
               In
               Fardel
               Course
               his
               Corps
               they
               roundly
               trusse
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               And
               carry
               forth
               in
               stead
               of
               houshold
               stuff
               ,
            
             
               Which
               straight
               they
               doe
               convey
               away
               in
               post
               ;
            
             
               The
               drunken
               guards
               say
               not
               so
               much
               as
               muff
               ,
               
            
             
               Regarding
               not
               what
               did
               concerne
               them
               most
               ;
            
             
               With
               ready
               Coach
               before
               that
               any
               mist
               '
               um
            
             
               In
               dead
               of
               night
               they
               hurry
               to
               *
               Aristum
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               The
               chiefe
               conspirers
               fall
               into
               debate
            
             
               What
               way
               was
               best
               to
               save
               their
               Triple
               necks
               ;
               
            
             
               And
               cause
               they
               would
               avoyd
               the
               peoples
               hate
               ,
            
             
               They
               gave
               it
               out
               he
               died
               of
               Apoplex
               ;
            
             
               For
               he
               so
               oft
               did
               sleep
               with
               drunken
               pate
               ,
            
             
               They
               well
               might
               creed
               no
               Treason
               did
               him
               vex
               :
            
             
               Thus
               Tyrant
               dead
               that
               peace
               might
               take
               effect
               ,
            
             
               They
               first
               conclude
               some
               grave
               man
               to
               elect
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Consulting
               then
               they
               Pertimax
               resolve
            
             
               Most
               fit
               to
               undertake
               this
               weighty
               charge
               ;
            
             
               On
               him
               it
               was
               that
               Marcus
               did
               divolve
            
             
               His
               chiefest
               trust
               ,
               and
               he
               who
               did
               enlarge
            
             
               His
               conquest
               from
               the
               North
               unto
               the
               East
               ,
            
             
               And
               brought
               the
               Barb'rous
               People
               to
               his
               Hest
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Him
               Commodus
               both
               spared
               and
               rever'd
               ,
            
             
               For
               gravity
               and
               poverty
               his
               praise
            
             
               Was
               ground
               sufficient
               that
               he
               was
               not
               fear'd
               ,
            
             
               By
               wealth
               he
               never
               sought
               himself
               to
               raise
               :
            
             
               In
               silent
               night
               when
               doores
               were
               shut
               and
               pent
               ,
            
             
               To
               him
               
                 Electus
                 ,
                 Laetus
              
               ,
               also
               went.
               
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               The
               ope
               the
               doores
               they
               doe
               the
               Porter
               Call
               ,
            
             
               Who
               upon
               summons
               peeped
               soone
               without
               ,
            
             
               And
               seeing
               Souldiers
               with
               their
               Generall
               ,
            
             
               To
               Master
               ran
               amaz'd
               with
               feare
               and
               doubt
               ;
            
             
               Who
               him
               Commands
               they
               should
               not
               be
               rejected
               ,
            
             
               For
               now
               the
               mischiefe
               came
               he
               long
               expected
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               They
               say
               he
               Wav'd
               the
               Terror
               of
               the
               night
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               changed
               hue
               or
               bed
               forsooke
               ,
            
             
               But
               with
               undaunted
               and
               a
               manly
               sprite
               ,
            
             
               A
               Courage
               bold
               ,
               and
               unappaled
               Looke
               ,
            
             
               Said
               here
               I
               am
               ,
               you
               need
               to
               seeke
               no
               further
               ,
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               man
               that
               you
               are
               sent
               to
               murther
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               This
               end
               indeed
               I
               look'd
               for
               every
               Tide
               ,
            
             
               I
               marvaile
               Commodus
               hath
               been
               so
               ●lack
               ;
            
             
               Of
               Fathers
               Friends
               I
               last
               of
               all
               Abide
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               Expect
               to
               follow
               on
               the
               Track
               :
            
             
               Perform
               your
               Errand
               that
               you
               come
               about
               ,
            
             
               And
               me
               discharge
               of
               further
               feare
               and
               doubt
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Then
               Laetus
               thus
               ,
               O
               Noble
               Sir
               Remove
            
             
               These
               Scruples
               which
               doe
               now
               your
               mind
               infest
               ;
            
             
               Distrust
               not
               those
               that
               doe
               you
               dearely
               Love
               ,
            
             
               We
               come
               with
               Diadem
               you
               to
               invest
               ;
            
             
               The
               Tyrant
               dead
               ,
               you
               Chosen
               are
               above
            
             
               All
               others
               ,
               as
               the
               man
               Accepted
               best
               :
            
             
               Electus
               ,
               I
               ,
               and
               Marcia
               doe
               signifie
               ,
            
             
               That
               you
               above
               the
               rest
               we
               meane
               to
               dignifie
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               To
               whom
               againe
               good
               Pertinax
               reply'd
               ,
            
             
               I
               am
               (
               to
               be
               deluded
               in
               this
               sort
               )
            
             
               Too
               old
               ;
               forbeare
               and
               doe
               not
               thus
               deride
               ,
            
             
               Or
               think
               that
               with
               a
               Coward
               you
               make
               sport
               ;
            
             
               Then
               said
               Electus
               ,
               since
               you
               will
               not
               '
               bide
            
             
               By
               that
               whereof
               we
               make
               so
               true
               report
               ,
            
             
               Or
               deem
               ,
               we
               gladly
               crave
               not
               your
               Command
               ,
            
             
               Peruse
               this
               Booke
               ,
               you
               know
               Commodus
               Hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Good
               Friends
               they
               were
               to
               Pertinax
               of
               old
               ,
            
             
               He
               plaine
               perceives
               the
               businesse
               how
               it
               goes
               :
            
             
               Thus
               much
               disclos'd
               againe
               he
               waxed
               bold
               ,
            
             
               And
               yeelds
               himself
               to
               be
               at
               their
               dispose
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               that
               the
               Souldiers
               might
               not
               be
               too
               Cold
               ,
            
             
               They
               thought
               it
               best
               with
               them
               to
               make
               a
               close
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               from
               Power
               they
               might
               the
               matter
               take
               ,
            
             
               Laetus
               the
               Generall
               did
               it
               for
               his
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               13.
               
            
             
               The
               night
               grew
               on
               ,
               it
               being
               almost
               spent
               ,
            
             
               Next
               day
               a
               feast
               in
               honour
               of
               New
               Yeare
               ;
            
             
               For
               trusty
               Messengers
               in
               hast
               they
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Commodus
               death
               that
               they
               might
               make
               appeare
               ;
            
             
               How
               Pertinax
               now
               Prince
               would
               ease
               their
               bands
               ,
            
             
               When
               once
               this
               was
               divulg'd
               ,
               they
               clap
               their
               hands
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Excesse
               of
               Joy
               was
               spread
               all
               or'e
               the
               City
               ,
            
             
               In
               every
               corner
               and
               in
               every
               street
               ;
            
             
               The
               people
               run
               and
               sing
               a
               pleasant
               Ditty
               ,
            
             
               Glad
               tydings
               tell
               to
               every
               one
               they
               meet
               ;
            
             
               The
               men
               renown'd
               for
               wealth
               and
               eke
               for
               worth
               ,
            
             
               That
               were
               in
               danger
               ,
               now
               come
               peeping
               forth
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Such
               men
               of
               Tyrants
               stand
               in
               greatest
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               To
               Temples
               then
               and
               Altars
               doe
               they
               Trudge
               ;
            
             
               Some
               Tyrant
               Cried
               ,
               Fencer
               some
               other
               flout
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               any
               one
               hereat
               was
               known
               to
               grudg
               :
            
             
               Such
               as
               before
               durst
               not
               appeare
               in
               unity
               ,
            
             
               Dare
               now
               proclaime
               assured
               of
               impunity
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               But
               some
               for
               feare
               doe
               to
               the
               Army
               post
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               Souldiers
               rude
               should
               not
               this
               Prince
               admit
               ;
            
             
               For
               under
               Tyrants
               they
               doe
               ravin
               most
               ,
            
             
               But
               this
               perhaps
               will
               not
               their
               spoile
               remit
               :
            
             
               Yet
               to
               perswade
               they
               meane
               to
               undertake
               ,
            
             
               And
               Laetus
               to
               the
               Army
               gently
               spake
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Our
               Prince
               while're
               is
               dead
               of
               Apoplex
               ,
               
            
             
               Doe
               what
               we
               could
               to
               keep
               him
               safe
               and
               quiet
               ;
            
             
               The
               drunken
               fits
               his
               braines
               did
               so
               much
               vex
               ,
            
             
               His
               night
               disports
               and
               gormandizing
               diet
               ;
            
             
               All
               which
               together
               did
               him
               so
               perplex
               ,
            
             
               They
               Death
               procur'd
               by
               vaine
               excesse
               and
               Riot
               :
            
             
               In
               stead
               of
               whom
               ,
               wee
               and
               the
               Romans
               bring
               ,
            
             
               A
               man
               approv'd
               most
               fit
               to
               be
               your
               King.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               18.
               
            
             
               To
               you
               which
               Vet'rans
               are
               his
               worth
               is
               known
               ,
            
             
               He
               also
               was
               a
               guide
               unto
               the
               City
               ;
            
             
               Not
               only
               Prince
               but
               Parent
               to
               each
               one
               ,
            
             
               Fortune
               hath
               sent
               us
               as
               it
               were
               in
               pity
               ;
            
             
               Whose
               Government
               if
               you
               doe
               now
               promote
               ,
            
             
               Will
               glad
               your
               fellowes
               that
               are
               far
               remote
               .
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Such
               as
               the
               Marches
               of
               the
               Empire
               guard
               ,
            
             
               His
               *
               Noble
               Acts
               and
               how
               he
               was
               inclin'd
               ,
            
             
               Remember
               yet
               ,
               and
               how
               by
               him
               they
               far'd
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               people
               now
               will
               change
               their
               mind
               :
            
             
               Nor
               shall
               wee
               need
               with
               mony
               them
               to
               win
               ,
            
             
               His
               only
               Name
               will
               awe
               and
               keep
               them
               in
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               When
               Laetus
               once
               this
               pithy
               Speech
               had
               made
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               'gan
               to
               pause
               and
               to
               demurr
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               were
               the
               Common
               People
               all
               so
               glad
               ,
            
             
               They
               soone
               Appeas'd
               the
               Tumult
               and
               the
               sturr
               ;
            
             
               'T
               was
               Holiday
               ,
               unarm'd
               the
               Souldiers
               came
               ,
            
             
               So
               all
               agreed
               the
               Emp'rour
               to
               proclaime
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               They
               lesse
               in
               number
               were
               and
               intermixt
               ,
            
             
               To
               give
               consent
               they
               therefore
               thought
               it
               best
               ;
            
             
               No
               further
               diff'rence
               then
               was
               them
               betwixt
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               did
               they
               seem
               as
               if
               they
               had
               been
               prest
               :
            
             
               But
               all
               with
               Lawrels
               made
               great
               Joy
               and
               solace
               ,
            
             
               Conducting
               him
               to
               the
               Imperiall
               Palace
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Now
               he
               good
               man
               himself
               was
               somewhat
               pensive
               ,
            
             
               Not
               that
               he
               wanted
               courage
               or
               was
               faint
               ;
            
             
               But
               yet
               he
               tooke
               this
               Act
               as
               reprehensive
               ,
            
             
               And
               fear'd
               it
               might
               his
               former
               prudence
               ●aint
               ;
            
             
               Then
               that
               it
               might
               in
               him
               be
               lesse
               offensive
               ,
            
             
               He
               thought
               it
               best
               the
               Senate
               to
               acquaint
               ,
            
             
               How
               after
               such
               a
               sudden
               change
               of
               Tyranny
               ,
            
             
               The
               Crown
               was
               fal'n
               into
               a
               meaner
               Family
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               No
               Symbole
               yet
               of
               State
               he
               would
               admit
            
             
               With
               fire
               before
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               kind
               ,
            
             
               Till
               that
               he
               knew
               if
               they
               approved
               it
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               he
               was
               obedient
               to
               their
               mind
               ;
            
             
               Whom
               when
               they
               saw
               ,
               they
               all
               with
               one
               accord
               ,
            
             
               Augustus
               Call
               ,
               and
               eke
               their
               Soveraigne
               Lord.
               
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               This
               Title
               was
               of
               Envy
               as
               he
               thought
               ,
            
             
               And
               studies
               to
               avoid
               it
               all
               he
               might
               :
            
             
               Full
               well
               I
               know
               quoth
               he
               ,
               this
               Honour
               ought
            
             
               To
               be
               preferr'd
               where
               there
               is
               greater
               Right
               ;
            
             
               Amongst
               you
               many
               are
               of
               higher
               Race
               ,
            
             
               To
               whom
               compar'd
               I
               count
               my selfe
               but
               base
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               My
               yeares
               have
               also
               worne
               me
               out
               of
               Date
               ;
            
             
               Set
               me
               aside
               and
               chuse
               some
               Noble
               Peere
               ;
            
             
               Loe
               there
               a
               man
               ordained
               is
               by
               Fate
               ,
            
             
               How
               right
               it
               is
               that
               he
               be
               placed
               here
               ;
            
             
               Glabro
               is
               he
               must
               ease
               me
               of
               this
               moane
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               streight
               he
               handed
               to
               the
               Regall
               Throne
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               He
               was
               descended
               of
               Aeneas
               Race
               ,
            
             
               And
               twice
               he
               had
               the
               Consular
               Degree
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               back
               againe
               he
               did
               resigne
               the
               Place
               ,
            
             
               O
               Pertinax
               this
               Seate
               belongs
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               When
               now
               no
               longer
               he
               could
               shun
               their
               sute
               ,
            
             
               He
               made
               this
               Speech
               ,
               concluding
               the
               dispute
               :
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               My
               Lords
               ,
               
               your
               Fervent
               Zeal
               and
               good
               Affection
            
             
               In
               this
               debate
               most
               manifest
               Appeares
               ▪
            
             
               For
               that
               you
               please
               of
               me
               to
               make
               Election
            
             
               Before
               so
               many
               Great
               and
               Noble
               Peeres
               :
            
             
               Your
               Faith
               and
               worth
               that
               herein
               is
               so
               Large
               ,
            
             
               Serves
               as
               a
               prop
               the
               Burden
               to
               discharge
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               These
               Favours
               yet
               so
               rare
               and
               so
               sublime
               ,
            
             
               Intimidates
               even
               at
               the
               very
               sight
               ,
            
             
               For
               Benefits
               so
               great
               at
               such
               a
               time
            
             
               Will
               not
               so
               easie
               be
               for
               to
               requite
               :
            
             
               Then
               how
               I
               may
               deserve
               what
               you
               conferr
               ,
            
             
               Is
               task
               too
               great
               ,
               and
               doth
               me
               much
               deterr
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               The
               Lasting
               Glory
               of
               a
               Soveraigne
               Prince
            
             
               Consists
               not
               meerely
               in
               a
               Chaire
               of
               State
               ,
            
             
               But
               in
               those
               Royall
               Acts
               which
               may
               convince
            
             
               Such
               as
               Maligne
               ,
               or
               doe
               repine
               thereat
               :
            
             
               The
               Evils
               past
               which
               they
               before
               endur'd
               ,
            
             
               Must
               by
               his
               prudent
               Care
               be
               salv'd
               and
               Cur'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Our
               grifes
               remaine
               ,
               good
               turns
               are
               oft
               forgot
               ,
            
             
               No
               sooner
               done
               but
               shortly
               fade
               and
               perish
               :
            
             
               Who
               is
               't
               that
               injuries
               remembers
               not
               ;
            
             
               But
               him
               that
               seekes
               the
               Cure
               they
               seldome
               Cherish
               ,
            
             
               Though
               he
               secure
               their
               Goods
               with
               all
               his
               might
               ,
            
             
               No
               thanks
               say
               they
               ,
               it
               is
               our
               proper
               Right
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               Best
               Change
               that
               happens
               for
               the
               Publike
               good
               ,
            
             
               Is
               little
               worth
               to
               private
               men
               undone
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               as
               liv'd
               profuse
               when
               Tyrants
               stood
               ,
            
             
               If
               once
               reduc'd
               a
               desp'rate
               Course
               they
               run
               ,
            
             
               Accusing
               all
               of
               sparing
               Innovation
               ,
            
             
               Though
               they
               reform
               with
               prudent
               Moderation
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Yet
               since
               excesse
               of
               gifts
               as
               heretofore
            
             
               Can
               not
               be
               done
               ,
               except
               we
               doe
               oppresse
            
             
               And
               put
               the
               people
               in
               the
               like
               uproare
               ,
            
             
               As
               erst
               they
               were
               when
               want
               did
               them
               distresse
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               that
               our selves
               doe
               covet
               any
               more
            
             
               Then
               what
               is
               just
               ,
               and
               all
               of
               them
               confesse
               ;
            
             
               You
               will
               I
               hope
               with
               Counsell
               me
               assist
               ,
            
             
               That
               each
               may
               have
               his
               owne
               ,
               not
               what
               he
               list
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               33.
               
            
             
               This
               Speech
               convai'd
               such
               Meeknesse
               and
               such
               Love
               ,
            
             
               With
               cheerfull
               hearts
               they
               doe
               him
               all
               revere
               ;
            
             
               Then
               brought
               him
               to
               the
               Temple
               of
               great
               Jove
               ,
            
             
               And
               other
               gods
               of
               whom
               they
               stand
               in
               feare
               :
            
             
               When
               he
               had
               done
               the
               wonted
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               He
               to
               the
               Palace
               went
               in
               Princely
               wise
               .
            
          
           
             
               34.
               
            
             
               When
               it
               was
               voic'd
               how
               Graciously
               he
               spoke
               ,
            
             
               And
               Commons
               had
               receiv'd
               what
               he
               had
               writ
               ,
            
             
               All
               men
               were
               pleas'd
               remembring
               well
               the
               yoke
            
             
               That
               on
               their
               necks
               so
               heavy
               erst
               did
               sit
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               Spoile
               he
               also
               ●ought
               to
               choake
               ,
            
             
               By
               making
               Edicts
               for
               the
               purpose
               fit
               :
            
             
               Thus
               did
               he
               plant
               good
               order
               and
               Civility
               ,
            
             
               With
               Spirit
               meeke
               and
               Garb
               of
               affability
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               Although
               their
               Prince
               he
               govern'd
               as
               a
               Father
               ,
            
             
               Were
               he
               at
               home
               or
               else
               in
               judgment
               Sate
               ,
            
             
               Good
               Marcus
               steps
               did
               imitate
               the
               rather
               ,
            
             
               '
               Cause
               he
               reproved
               quarrell
               and
               debate
               :
            
             
               All
               men
               affect
               this
               rule
               (
               without
               severity
               )
            
             
               Reduc'd
               to
               welcome
               Peace
               with
               great
               security
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               His
               Princely
               Vertues
               gained
               had
               such
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               The
               Nations
               and
               Confederates
               round
               about
               ,
            
             
               Did
               all
               agree
               to
               deifie
               his
               Name
               ;
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               People
               whom
               he
               oft
               did
               rout
               ,
            
             
               Doe
               now
               come
               in
               to
               fortifie
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Late
               Revolters
               ,
               Rebels
               fierce
               and
               stout
               ;
            
             
               Embassadors
               declare
               from
               ev'●y
               part
               ,
            
             
               The
               Romans
               had
               promoted
               true
               desart
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               Now
               of
               this
               Change
               the
               Commons
               were
               full
               glad
               ,
            
             
               Unto
               this
               civill
               Rule
               to
               be
               recal'd
               ;
            
             
               But
               yet
               the
               guard
               of
               Souldiers
               were
               as
               mad
            
             
               To
               see
               their
               Rape
               and
               insolence
               forestall'd
               ;
            
             
               Which
               they
               resent
               and
               are
               no
               long
               time
               Idle
               ,
            
             
               But
               doe
               resolve
               not
               to
               endure
               the
               bridle
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               38.
               
            
             
               Yet
               for
               a
               while
               they
               doe
               but
               grudg
               and
               grumble
               ,
            
             
               Two
               months
               there
               was
               for
               all
               men
               to
               Appeale
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Fortune
               blind
               did
               topsy
               turvy
               tumble
               ,
            
             
               What
               he
               design'd
               for
               good
               and
               Common
               weale
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               the
               Commons
               might
               no
               more
               be
               scanted
               ,
            
             
               He
               first
               decreed
               the
               wast
               Lands
               should
               be
               planted
               .
            
          
           
             
               39.
               
            
             
               Yea
               though
               what
               was
               the
               Princes
               owne
               demeane
               ,
            
             
               To
               Husbandmen
               he
               gave
               it
               to
               manure
               ,
            
             
               With
               promise
               likewise
               during
               all
               his
               Reign
            
             
               From
               ten
               yeares
               Tax
               their
               Farms
               should
               be
               secure
               ;
            
             
               The
               Emp'rours
               goods
               he
               also
               did
               disdeign
               ;
            
             
               To
               stamp
               his
               own
               name
               he
               would
               not
               endure
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               take
               unto
               himself
               at
               any
               rate
               ,
            
             
               But
               said
               they
               did
               belong
               unto
               the
               State.
               
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               Since
               Tyrants
               Death
               all
               Tolls
               and
               Impost
               ceast
               ,
            
             
               At
               River
               Banks
               ,
               Highwayes
               and
               City
               Ports
               ,
            
             
               An
               Optimacy
               now
               their
               harm
               releast
            
             
               Informers
               false
               that
               daringly
               resorts
               ;
            
             
               He
               strict
               Commands
               they
               forthwith
               shall
               be
               banish'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               their
               former
               faults
               severely
               punish'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               Both
               Rich
               and
               poore
               were
               safe
               and
               free
               from
               strife
               ,
            
             
               A
               fellow
               then
               a
               Prince
               he
               seemed
               rather
               ;
            
             
               His
               Son
               not
               at
               the
               Court
               ,
               Led
               private
               Life
               ,
            
             
               To
               Schooles
               of
               learning
               often
               went
               the
               Father
               ,
            
             
               And
               Publike
               exercise
               did
               eke
               frequent
               ,
            
             
               In
               Pomp
               or
               State
               he
               seldome
               came
               or
               went.
               
            
          
           
             
               42.
               
            
             
               His
               Rule
               so
               just
               inflam'd
               the
               Souldiers
               rude
               ,
            
             
               Their
               insolence
               and
               Rapine
               now
               decreast
            
             
               O
               Savage
               minds
               !
               they
               in
               a
               Frantick
               moode
            
             
               His
               Death
               complotted
               at
               a
               dreadfull
               Feast
               ;
            
             
               Then
               in
               their
               fury
               to
               the
               Court
               they
               pranc'd
               ▪
            
             
               In
               Warlike
               March
               ,
               with
               Swords
               and
               pikes
               Advanc'd
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               43.
               
            
             
               The
               Courtiers
               had
               no
               care
               themselves
               to
               Arme
               ,
            
             
               Within
               the
               verge
               each
               left
               his
               sev'rall
               place
               ;
            
             
               For
               being
               frighted
               with
               this
               sharp
               Alarm
               ,
            
             
               They
               eftsoones
               fell
               before
               the
               Emp'rours
               Face
               ,
            
             
               And
               praied
               that
               he
               would
               save
               himself
               by
               slight
               ,
            
             
               The
               People
               (
               they
               were
               sure
               )
               would
               aid
               his
               Right
               .
            
          
           
             
               44.
               
            
             
               Although
               he
               knew
               their
               Counsell
               well
               Advis'd
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               did
               not
               think
               it
               was
               a
               fit
               Decorum
            
             
               His
               former
               Glory
               should
               be
               so
               disguis'd
               ,
            
             
               To
               be
               afraid
               and
               run
               away
               before'um
               ;
            
             
               Then
               unamaz'd
               a
               Princely
               stand
               he
               made
               ,
            
             
               And
               reason'd
               thus
               their
               malice
               to
               disswade
               :
            
          
           
             
               45.
               
            
             
               The
               life
               you
               seeke
               to
               you
               is
               little
               gaine
               ,
            
             
               Or
               losse
               to
               me
               ,
               Arrived
               at
               this
               Age
               ;
            
             
               All
               Humane
               things
               we
               ought
               to
               count
               as
               vaine
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Honour
               doe
               I
               weare
               as
               chiefest
               Badge
               :
            
             
               You
               are
               by
               Oath
               my
               Person
               safe
               to
               guard
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               if
               you
               kill
               ,
               small
               will
               be
               your
               reward
               .
            
          
           
             
               46.
               
            
             
               My
               Conscience
               tels
               me
               I
               have
               wrong'd
               you
               never
               ,
            
             
               And
               if
               at
               Commod's
               death
               you
               doe
               repine
               ,
            
             
               No
               man
               that
               breaths
               is
               born
               to
               live
               for
               ever
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               well
               you
               know
               it
               was
               no
               fault
               of
               mine
               ,
            
             
               My
               Innocence
               pleads
               for
               me
               altogether
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Least
               suspect
               in
               me
               there
               is
               no
               signe
               :
            
             
               Though
               he
               be
               dead
               ,
               if
               you
               forbeare
               this
               hate
               ,
            
             
               You
               shall
               have
               Largesse
               fit
               for
               your
               estate
               .
            
          
           
             
               47.
               
            
             
               This
               Speech
               concluded
               ,
               diverse
               did
               retreate
               ,
            
             
               Such
               Awe
               *
               they
               had
               and
               Reverence
               of
               the
               Prince
            
             
               Yet
               others
               kill'd
               him
               in
               a
               furious
               heate
               ,
            
             
               Worse
               deed
               was
               never
               done
               before
               or
               since
               :
            
             
               But
               now
               the
               people
               all
               was
               in
               a
               sweat
               ;
            
             
               And
               lest
               they
               should
               of
               madnesse
               them
               convince
               ,
            
             
               To
               '
               th
               Camp
               they
               get
               Immured
               in
               their
               Wals
               ,
            
             
               This
               end
               Renowned
               Pertinax
               befals
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               48.
               
            
             
               Great
               Cries
               were
               made
               for
               him
               and
               Lamentations
            
             
               In
               every
               Coast
               ,
               and
               throughout
               every
               City
               ;
            
             
               Now
               fresh
               in
               mind
               they
               beare
               their
               old
               Vexations
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Father
               dead
               ,
               who
               is
               that
               will
               them
               Pity
               ;
            
             
               Full
               well
               they
               know
               they
               must
               have
               new
               Taxations
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               Frantick
               like
               they
               sing
               a
               wofull
               ditty
               ;
            
             
               The
               Nobles
               and
               the
               Rich
               to
               shun
               their
               Harmes
               ,
            
             
               Doe
               all
               retire
               unto
               their
               Country
               Farms
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             CANTO
             VII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Praetorians
               put
               the
               Empire
               unto
               sale
               ,
            
             
               And
               Julian
               buye●
               it
               with
               the
               Commons
               Curse
               ,
            
             
               Niger
               is
               prais'd
               who
               tels
               a
               subtle
               Tale
               ,
            
             
               Playes
               and
               Revels
               of
               Idlenesse
               ,
               the
               Nurse
               ;
            
             
               He
               makes
               a
               Speech
               and
               Emp'rour
               is
               elected
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               too
               secure
               ,
               of
               Error
               is
               detected
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               THough
               life
               we
               Lose
               ,
               yet
               must
               wee
               not
               give
               o●'e
               ,
            
             
               Our
               study
               how
               the
               Common-weale
               to
               save
               ;
            
             
               Example
               Late
               we
               shew'd
               you
               heretofore
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Vertues
               Live
               though
               he
               be
               laid
               in
               grave
               :
            
             
               This
               is
               the
               Hope
               we
               have
               in
               doing
               well
               ,
            
             
               Good
               Fame
               we
               get
               ,
               which
               after
               Ages
               tell
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               When
               all
               was
               husht
               ,
               the
               Souldiers
               from
               their
               Wals
               ,
            
             
               Proclaime
               aloud
               the
               Empire
               to
               be
               sold
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               People
               round
               about
               them
               Cals
            
             
               To
               know
               the
               man
               that
               will
               depart
               with
               Gold
               ;
            
             
               Avouching
               ,
               that
               he
               need
               not
               feare
               to
               scorce
               ,
            
             
               For
               him
               they
               would
               invest
               with
               Armed
               Force
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Of
               all
               the
               Nobles
               that
               were
               left
               behind
               ,
               
            
             
               None
               would
               appear
               ,
               this
               offer
               they
               did
               scorn
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               Julian
               he
               was
               of
               another
               mind
               ;
            
             
               He
               thought
               with
               Honour
               to
               Exalt
               his
               horne
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               his
               Tipsy
               Cups
               when
               he
               was
               Jolly
               ,
            
             
               His
               Wife
               and
               Daughters
               doe
               promote
               his
               Folly.
               
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               Then
               up
               he
               gets
               and
               hies
               him
               from
               his
               Pallat
               ,
               *
            
             
               With
               Parasites
               that
               could
               his
               humour
               tell
               ,
            
             
               When
               Wine
               was
               got
               into
               his
               drunken
               Sallat
               ,
            
             
               He
               aptest
               was
               for
               gaine
               to
               buy
               and
               sell
               ;
            
             
               Aloud
               he
               cals
               and
               to
               the
               Souldiers
               told
               ,
            
             
               His
               Chests
               were
               full
               of
               Silver
               and
               of
               Gold.
               
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Another
               Copes-mate
               came
               ,
               Sulpitian
               hight
               ,
            
             
               That
               proffer'd
               ready
               Mony
               at
               their
               Call
               ;
            
             
               But
               him
               refus'd
               ,
               the
               lot
               on
               Julian
               light
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               yet
               they
               keep
               in
               pledg
               upon
               the
               Wall
               ,
            
             
               Till
               they
               receiv'd
               the
               sum
               which
               he
               did
               offer
               ,
            
             
               Then
               let
               him
               down
               accepting
               of
               his
               prof●er
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Commodus
               Lawes
               he
               promis'd
               to
               restore
               ,
            
             
               And
               Statutes
               eke
               which
               Senators
               pull'd
               downe
               ,
            
             
               With
               Liberty
               ,
               such
               as
               they
               had
               before
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               also
               should
               have
               many
               a
               Crowne
               ,
            
             
               More
               then
               he
               promis'd
               ,
               or
               they
               could
               demand
               ;
            
             
               For
               why
               ,
               he
               had
               it
               ready
               at
               Command
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               straight
               allured
               with
               this
               Hope
               ,
            
             
               Proclaim
               him
               Prince
               by
               Commodus
               Sirname
               ,
            
             
               With
               Ensigns
               spread
               (
               who
               rather
               ●arn'd
               a
               Rope
               )
            
             
               And
               Pictures
               gay
               he
               to
               the
               City
               came
               ,
            
             
               When
               first
               in
               Court
               according
               to
               the
               Guise
               ,
            
             
               He
               finish'd
               had
               the
               wonted
               Sacrifice
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               8.
               
            
             
               Yet
               stronger
               then
               accustom'd
               was
               his
               Guard
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               by
               bribes
               the
               Empire
               he
               did
               seize
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               perhaps
               the
               people
               had
               him
               scar'd
               ,
            
             
               His
               shamelesse
               dealing
               nothing
               did
               them
               please
               ;
            
             
               And
               lest
               they
               should
               affront
               him
               in
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               put
               themselves
               in
               Battel
               ray
               .
            
          
           
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Being
               thus
               Prepar'd
               they
               ready
               were
               to
               fight
               ,
            
             
               Amidst
               their
               Troopes
               they
               placed
               him
               among
               ,
            
             
               And
               or'e
               their
               heads
               they
               bore
               *
               their
               Targets
               right
               ,
            
             
               The
               better
               to
               avoid
               the
               Peoples
               Throng
               ,
            
             
               Or
               Tiles
               from
               houses
               might
               not
               on
               them
               light
               ,
            
             
               To
               th'
               Palace
               they
               conducted
               him
               along
               :
            
             
               The
               Commons
               on
               this
               matter
               fell
               to
               scanning
               ,
            
             
               And
               stood
               aloof
               with
               Cursing
               and
               with
               Banning
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               now
               doe
               ravine
               in
               Extream
               ,
            
             
               The
               world
               appear'd
               as
               if
               it
               were
               in
               Dotage
               ;
            
             
               Both
               high
               and
               low
               were
               slumbring
               in
               a
               Dream
               ,
            
             
               Not
               any
               sought
               to
               Catechise
               this
               Brocage
               :
            
             
               The
               Princes
               Death
               and
               many
               moe
               beside
               ,
            
             
               (
               With
               Soveraign
               Rule
               )
               the
               Mutineers
               deride
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Thus
               Julian
               the
               Empire
               having
               Ravish'd
               ,
            
             
               Did
               State
               Affaires
               and
               Princely
               garbe
               neglect
               ,
            
             
               In
               Riot
               and
               disorder
               foule
               he
               lavish'd
               ,
            
             
               For
               which
               the
               Souldiers
               roundly
               him
               detect
               ;
            
             
               And
               now
               at
               length
               they
               jeered
               him
               and
               taunted
               ,
            
             
               His
               Coine
               fell
               short
               whereof
               so
               much
               he
               vaunted
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Th'
               Exchequer
               Commod's
               vaine
               disports
               exhausted
               ,
            
             
               And
               Souldiers
               falling
               short
               were
               much
               offended
               ;
            
             
               The
               Commons
               knew
               their
               minds
               ,
               and
               to
               them
               posted
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               his
               matter
               was
               not
               much
               Amended
               ;
            
             
               They
               raile
               and
               scoff
               when
               er'e
               he
               comes
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               And
               of
               his
               lewd
               behaviour
               laies
               on
               Load
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               13.
               
            
             
               In
               publick
               *
               Cirque
               they
               Julian
               cry
               downe
            
             
               And
               Niger
               call'd
               to
               rectifie
               the
               State
               ;
            
             
               They
               will
               no
               more
               be
               rul'd
               by
               such
               a
               Clowne
               ,
            
             
               Allready
               are
               their
               wrong
               to
               vindicate
               :
            
             
               This
               Niger
               was
               of
               Syria
               President
               ,
            
             
               A
               place
               of
               all
               the
               rest
               most
               Eminent
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               As
               far
               as
               Euphrates
               is
               his
               Command
            
             
               Of
               Fame
               renown'd
               and
               held
               in
               high
               esteeme
               ;
            
             
               In
               all
               Assemblies
               they
               for
               him
               doe
               stand
               ,
            
             
               Another
               Pertinax
               he
               now
               doth
               seem
               ;
            
             
               They
               Julian
               brand
               with
               shamefull
               defamations
               ,
            
             
               And
               Niger
               cry
               with
               Royall
               Acclamations
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               When
               Niger
               heard
               the
               other
               so
               contemn'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               they
               cri'd
               up
               him
               in
               every
               meeting
               ,
            
             
               Julian
               for
               falshood
               standing
               thus
               condemn'd
               ,
            
             
               Himselfe
               he
               knew
               should
               have
               the
               fairer
               greeting
               ;
            
             
               The
               better
               to
               promote
               these
               high
               affaires
               ,
            
             
               He
               sends
               his
               Captus
               to
               divulge
               these
               aires
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               This
               silent
               Course
               did
               carry
               least
               suspect
               ;
            
             
               For
               when
               they
               saw
               he
               sought
               not
               to
               invade
               ,
            
             
               With
               Votes
               they
               woe
               him
               ,
               as
               he
               did
               expect
               ;
            
             
               From
               all
               parts
               come
               Acceptance
               to
               perswade
               ;
            
             
               The
               Syrian
               Nation
               also
               are
               as
               prone
            
             
               Him
               to
               invest
               in
               the
               Imperiall
               Throne
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               The
               Syrians
               *
               much
               to
               Niger
               were
               devoted
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               his
               Rule
               so
               gentle
               was
               and
               mild
               ;
            
             
               On
               Plaies
               and
               Pastimes
               over
               much
               they
               doted
               ,
            
             
               By
               suff'rage
               his
               they
               sooner
               are
               beguil'd
               :
            
             
               At
               Antioch
               he
               Bals
               and
               Maskes
               promoted
               ,
            
             
               To
               which
               the
               People
               run
               as
               they
               were
               wild
               ;
            
             
               To
               take
               the
               Soveraign
               Rule
               they
               him
               beseech
               ,
            
             
               Then
               up
               his
               Seat
               he
               mounts
               and
               makes
               a
               Speech
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               18.
               
            
             
               How
               I
               have
               rul'd
               you
               with
               a
               gentle
               hand
               ,
               *
            
             
               And
               Punctuall
               been
               in
               all
               my
               undertaking
               ,
            
             
               Is
               known
               I
               think
               to
               all
               men
               of
               this
               Land
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               is
               the
               Tale
               I
               tell
               of
               my
               owne
               making
               ;
            
             
               The
               Romans
               cry
               as
               erst
               to
               you
               was
               told
               ,
            
             
               The
               Empire
               Late
               is
               basely
               bought
               and
               sold
               .
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               To
               undertake
               so
               great
               an
               Enterprise
               ,
            
             
               Presumption
               were
               without
               good
               grounds
               before
               :
            
             
               So
               might
               it
               be
               Imputed
               Cowardise
               ,
            
             
               Friends
               to
               forsake
               when
               they
               our
               help
               implore
               ;
            
             
               For
               this
               Cause
               I
               conven'd
               you
               that
               are
               wise
               ,
            
             
               To
               give
               advise
               in
               this
               so
               great
               uproar
               :
            
             
               And
               if
               by
               Counsell
               rightly
               you
               designe
               ,
            
             
               It
               will
               be
               to
               your
               praise
               as
               well
               as
               mine
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Nor
               is
               our
               Hopes
               contemptible
               or
               vaine
               ,
            
             
               The
               Romans
               of
               themselves
               are
               so
               resolv'd
               ,
            
             
               Usurping
               Julian
               shall
               no
               longer
               Reign
               ;
            
             
               On
               them
               the
               Worldly
               Rule
               is
               sole
               devolv'd
               ,
            
             
               Praetorian
               Bands
               ,
               besides
               of
               Cash
               defeated
               ,
            
             
               Doe
               now
               complain
               how
               they
               by
               him
               are
               cheated
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               And
               nothing
               surer
               is
               then
               our
               Design
               ,
            
             
               So
               forward
               are
               they
               that
               our
               succour
               crave
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Opposites
               there
               is
               no
               manner
               signe
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               know
               full
               well
               he
               is
               a
               knave
               ;
            
             
               His
               credit
               's
               crackt
               ,
               he
               is
               of
               Breach
               detected
               ,
            
             
               Then
               shew
               your
               freedom
               how
               you
               stand
               affected
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               The
               Army
               thus
               ;
               O
               Emp'rour
               our
               Augustus
               ,
            
             
               With
               Purple
               Robes
               your
               Grace
               we
               thus
               invest
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               you
               may
               have
               better
               cause
               to
               trust
               us
               ,
            
             
               This
               Title
               we
               confer
               above
               the
               rest
               :
            
             
               Then
               fire
               before
               they
               in
               his
               Mansion
               Place
               him
               ,
            
             
               With
               all
               the
               Regall
               Titles
               that
               may
               grace
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Niger
               was
               glad
               at
               heart
               of
               this
               successe
               ,
            
             
               He
               now
               had
               little
               doubt
               of
               Soveraigne
               State
               ;
            
             
               The
               Romans
               and
               the
               rest
               both
               more
               and
               Lesse
               ,
            
             
               European
               Nations
               doe
               congratulate
               ;
            
             
               Embassadors
               from
               all
               parts
               make
               Approach
               ,
            
             
               And
               Emp'rour
               him
               salute
               at
               Antioch
               .
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               From
               Tygris
               and
               Euphrates
               Princes
               send
               ,
            
             
               Rejoycing
               much
               and
               promising
               their
               Aid
               ;
            
             
               Both
               men
               and
               mony
               they
               will
               to
               him
               Lend
               ,
            
             
               With
               Thanks
               and
               Gifts
               he
               to
               this
               Message
               said
               :
            
             
               Of
               quiet
               rule
               he
               had
               assurance
               good
               ,
            
             
               And
               hop'd
               to
               weild
               the
               Scepter
               without
               blood
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               He
               in
               this
               confidence
               too
               long
               repos'd
               ,
            
             
               With
               Antioch'ans
               and
               the
               Neighbours
               round
               ,
            
             
               To
               Theaters
               and
               Sports
               himself
               dispos'd
               ,
            
             
               By
               which
               appear●d
               his
               judgment
               was
               not
               sound
               ;
            
             
               To
               Rome
               he
               should
               have
               gone
               ,
               not
               staid
               in
               Syria
               ,
            
             
               Or
               yet
               neglect
               the
               Souldiers
               in
               Illyria
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               But
               these
               he
               hop'd
               would
               side
               with
               Easterne
               Forces
               ,
            
             
               While
               thus
               demean'd
               be
               on
               the
               shallowes
               Anchor'd
               ▪
            
             
               For
               Ister
               Banks
               and
               Rhine
               observ'd
               his
               Courses
               ,
            
             
               Full
               little
               thought
               he
               they
               would
               prove
               so
               cankred
               :
            
             
               But
               in
               this
               story
               if
               you
               take
               some
               pleasure
               ,
            
             
               I
               will
               receite
               the
               rest
               at
               further
               leasure
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             VIII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Severus
               we
               describe
               his
               Dreame
               and
               Policy
               ,
            
             
               A
               Speech
               he
               makes
               and
               Emp'rour
               is
               Elected
               ,
            
             
               He
               Expedites
               to
               Rome
               surpriseth
               Italy
               ,
            
             
               Julian
               is
               slaine
               ,
               of
               Bribery
               detected
               ,
            
             
               Train
               Bands
               are
               catch'd
               ,
               which
               could
               not
               be
               evaded
               ,
            
             
               A
               Speech
               to
               them
               whereby
               they
               are
               degraded
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               THe
               world
               you
               see
               is
               like
               unto
               a
               Stage
               ,
            
             
               Where
               ev'ry
               Actor
               playes
               a
               sev'rall
               part
               ;
            
             
               Some
               King
               ,
               some
               Lord
               ,
               some
               Servant
               is
               or
               Page
               ,
            
             
               And
               some
               think
               jugling
               is
               a
               pretty
               Art
               :
            
             
               So
               Julian
               here
               for
               Empire
               late
               durst
               Barter
               ,
            
             
               And
               Souldiers
               for
               his
               mony
               Seal'd
               his
               Charter
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Some
               Garrisons
               were
               kept
               as
               erst
               I
               told
            
             
               On
               Ister
               Banks
               ,
               and
               on
               the
               River
               Rhoyne
               ,
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Empire
               to
               defend
               and
               hold
            
             
               Against
               the
               Barb'rous
               people
               that
               adjoyne
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               was
               of
               Africk
               by
               descent
               ,
            
             
               And
               〈◊〉
               whole
               Pannonia
               President
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               This
               was
               a
               Gallan
               ,
               Brave
               ,
               and
               Active
               man
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               in
               *
               his
               moode
               of
               Spirit
               somewhat
               furious
               ;
            
             
               Austere
               of
               Life
               ,
               his
               visage
               pale
               and
               wan
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Labour
               great
               ,
               in
               Travaile
               nothing
               curious
               ;
            
             
               Of
               quick
               Resolve
               and
               nimble
               Apprehension
               ,
            
             
               To
               execute
               what
               er'e
               was
               his
               Intention
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Empire
               hovering
               in
               the
               Aire
               ,
            
             
               And
               Meteor
               like
               uncertaine
               where
               to
               fall
               ;
            
             
               Catch
               that
               catch
               may
               ,
               he
               see
               't
               was
               open
               faire
               ,
            
             
               Then
               in
               this
               Market
               he
               set
               up
               his
               stall
               :
            
             
               Usurping
               Julian
               was
               too
               much
               Pragmatick
               ,
            
             
               And
               Niger
               dull
               so
               muddy
               braine
               flegmatick
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               He
               also
               had
               Presages
               by
               his
               dreams
               ,
            
             
               Which
               credit
               best
               obtaine
               by
               their
               Event
               ,
            
             
               Although
               to
               some
               they
               prove
               uncertain
               Theams
               ,
            
             
               That
               cannot
               guesse
               what
               good
               or
               harme
               is
               meant
               ,
            
             
               And
               often
               faile
               ,
               for
               surely
               they
               are
               gleams
            
             
               If
               one
               could
               rightly
               hit
               of
               their
               intent
               ;
            
             
               Then
               one
               of
               his
               I
               must
               not
               here
               omit
               ,
            
             
               Because
               I
               find
               it
               in
               the
               Booke
               he
               writ
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               When
               Sovereigne
               Rule
               on
               Pertinax
               did
               light
               ,
               
            
             
               And
               he
               is
               Leigeman
               sworne
               in
               Word
               and
               deed
               ,
            
             
               Then
               went
               he
               home
               and
               dreamed
               that
               same
               night
            
             
               He
               saw
               him
               mounted
               on
               a
               Gallant
               Steed
               ,
            
             
               Adorn'd
               with
               Princely
               Trappers
               as
               was
               meet
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Carri'd
               him
               along
               the
               Sacred
               Street
               .
               
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               should
               into
               the
               Forum
               enter
               ,
            
             
               Where
               Democratick
               *
               people
               make
               their
               meeting
               ,
            
             
               The
               Prince
               to
               ground
               the
               Beast
               threw
               at
               adventure
               ,
            
             
               Which
               seemed
               to
               the
               rest
               a
               homely
               greeting
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               to
               himselfe
               he
               came
               with
               faire
               Decorum
               ,
            
             
               On
               whom
               he
               mounts
               and
               gallops
               through
               the
               Forum
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               Severus
               then
               was
               lifted
               up
               between
            
             
               The
               People
               there
               ,
               and
               him
               they
               all
               adore
               ,
            
             
               A
               Brazen
               Image
               standeth
               to
               be
               seen
               ,
            
             
               This
               to
               Record
               which
               never
               was
               before
               ;
            
             
               By
               this
               his
               Dreame
               he
               Cogitates
               alone
               ,
            
             
               He
               was
               Divinely
               called
               to
               the
               Throne
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               His
               Captus
               straight
               about
               him
               he
               convenes
               ,
            
             
               Resolv'd
               to
               try
               how
               they
               his
               Rule
               affected
               ,
            
             
               And
               plainely
               told
               by
               what
               unworthy
               meanes
            
             
               The
               Sacred
               Empire
               is
               so
               much
               neglected
               ;
            
             
               Then
               to
               his
               purpose
               all
               the
               Souldiers
               leanes
               ,
            
             
               Train'd
               Bands
               of
               Treason
               foully
               is
               detected
               :
            
             
               Thus
               of
               this
               matter
               they
               debate
               no
               further
               ,
            
             
               But
               will
               revenge
               good
               Pertinax
               his
               murther
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Full
               well
               he
               wist
               that
               Pertinax
               his
               Name
            
             
               In
               their
               Illyrian
               Army
               shined
               Glorious
               ;
            
             
               For
               there
               in
               Marcus
               time
               he
               gained
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               And
               or'e
               the
               German
               Nation
               was
               Victorious
               :
            
             
               A
               man
               of
               Prudence
               and
               of
               Moderation
            
             
               None
               might
               compare
               in
               all
               the
               Roman
               Nation
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               A
               Soul
               of
               sweet
               and
               ●genious
               disposition
               ,
            
             
               Th'
               Assinats
               (
               he
               knew
               )
               they
               songht
               to
               have
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               with
               them
               will
               make
               due
               Inquisition
               ,
            
             
               If
               they
               consent
               't
               is
               all
               that
               he
               will
               crave
               ;
            
             
               With
               this
               his
               faire
               and
               winning
               Proposition
            
             
               This
               easie
               People
               like
               to
               Sheep
               he
               drave
               ;
            
             
               And
               linckt
               them
               all
               in
               Chaine
               of
               perfect
               Unity
               ,
            
             
               Whereon
               he
               grounds
               his
               further
               Opportunity
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               They
               *
               in
               this
               Region
               are
               a
               race
               of
               men
            
             
               Of
               mighty
               Limb
               ,
               and
               Body
               somewhat
               full
               ,
            
             
               Tall
               Souldiers
               too
               if
               once
               their
               Foe
               they
               ken
               ,
               
            
             
               But
               yet
               of
               slender
               Wits
               and
               temper
               dull
               ;
            
             
               Such
               subtle
               Drifts
               they
               meet
               but
               now
               and
               then
               ,
            
             
               When
               therefore
               this
               did
               penetrate
               the
               Skull
               :
            
             
               They
               him
               believe
               ,
               then
               doe
               themselves
               submit
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               his
               Stile
               the
               Soveraigne
               Title
               writ
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               13.
               
            
             
               The
               dull
               Pannonians
               thus
               he
               set
               in
               order
               ,
            
             
               With
               Promise
               large
               to
               ev'ry
               Northern
               President
               ,
            
             
               Great
               Hopes
               he
               gave
               the
               Regions
               that
               did
               border
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Right
               pertaining
               to
               the
               Roman
               Regiment
               ;
            
             
               A
               deep
               Dissembler
               and
               a
               subtle
               Plotter
               ,
            
             
               A
               crafty
               Fox
               and
               cunning
               as
               an
               Otter
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               To
               falsifie
               his
               Oath
               to
               serve
               his
               turne
               ,
            
             
               To
               Cogg
               and
               feigne
               he
               queintly
               knew
               his
               part
               ;
               *
            
             
               Against
               his
               Letters
               that
               they
               might
               not
               spurne
               ,
            
             
               His
               pen
               oft
               told
               what
               was
               not
               in
               his
               heart
               :
            
             
               Their
               burdens
               he
               Avouch'd
               should
               not
               be
               heavy
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               great
               store
               of
               Souldiers
               he
               did
               Leavy
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               And
               Pertinax
               Sirname
               he
               did
               assume
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               he
               knew
               was
               worthy
               of
               Esteem
               ;
            
             
               Both
               currant
               in
               Illyria
               and
               at
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               ●o
               like
               an
               humble
               Saint
               he
               then
               did
               seeme
               :
            
             
               Yet
               you
               shall
               see
               he
               was
               no
               tardy
               Drone
               ,
            
             
               But
               first
               this
               Speech
               from
               his
               Exalted
               Throne
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               The
               Zealous
               Love
               to
               gods
               that
               you
               revere
               ,
               
            
             
               By
               whom
               you
               swore
               your
               Emp'rours
               true
               Devotion
               ,
            
             
               In
               this
               contest
               doth
               singular
               appe're
               ;
            
             
               For
               me
               I
               never
               thought
               of
               such
               promotion
               ,
            
             
               But
               still
               Obey'd
               my
               Soveraignes
               Just
               Commands
               ,
            
             
               And
               will
               with
               you
               correct
               Praetorian
               Bands
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               What
               you
               require
               I
               purpose
               to
               pursue
               ,
            
             
               The
               Sacred
               Empire
               now
               doth
               suffer
               much
               ,
            
             
               Which
               you
               and
               I
               will
               rectifie
               anew
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               Commod's
               slips
               we
               will
               but
               lightly
               touch
               :
            
             
               His
               youthfull
               strain
               deserves
               Commiseration
               ,
            
             
               For
               Fathers
               sake
               let
               's
               use
               some
               mitigation
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               18.
               
            
             
               His
               fault
               you
               know
               ought
               rather
               be
               imputed
            
             
               To
               Sycophants
               ,
               which
               did
               his
               youth
               mislead
               ;
            
             
               But
               Pertinax
               of
               Noble
               Fame
               reputed
               ,
            
             
               By
               wicked
               Hands
               so
               Direfully
               struck
               dead
               ,
            
             
               And
               Julian
               eke
               that
               in
               his
               Seate
               did
               Mount
               ,
            
             
               These
               dismall
               deeds
               we
               call
               unto
               Account
               .
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Of
               Commons
               he
               and
               Souldiers
               is
               detested
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               perceive
               his
               purpose
               to
               delude
               ,
            
             
               By
               Craft
               and
               Bribes
               he
               got
               himselfe
               invested
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               shamefully
               did
               in
               the
               Throne
               intrude
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               if
               defend
               this
               wretched
               Act
               they
               durst
               ,
            
             
               Your
               skill
               in
               Arms
               will
               put
               them
               to
               the
               worst
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               You
               often
               skirmish
               with
               the
               Rude
               Barbarians
               ,
            
             
               With
               toyle
               and
               Travell
               ,
               scorning
               heate
               and
               Cold
               ;
            
             
               Train'd
               Bands
               are
               Pamp'red
               like
               unto
               Maidmarians
               ,
            
             
               In
               Martiall
               feates
               who
               ever
               knew
               them
               bold
               ;
            
             
               You
               *
               Hunting
               use
               ,
               they
               live
               like
               Lazy
               Carrions
               ;
            
             
               Your
               Shout
               and
               Shock
               ,
               they
               dare
               not
               once
               behold
               ;
            
             
               You
               water
               drinke
               and
               wade
               through
               Rivers
               frozen
               ,
            
             
               They
               stall
               fedd
               are
               ,
               and
               wanton
               ease
               have
               chosen
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               If
               any
               doe
               the
               Syrian
               Force
               misdoubt
               ,
            
             
               Withall
               they
               may
               their
               Cowardise
               Collect
               ;
            
             
               They
               from
               the
               Country
               never
               marched
               out
               ,
            
             
               Or
               had
               to
               Rome
               Intention
               or
               Respect
               :
            
             
               These
               Silken
               Syrians
               are
               no
               Souldiers
               Martiall
               ,
            
             
               But
               are
               to
               disports
               and
               pastimes
               o're
               Partiall
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Though
               they
               of
               Antioch
               doe
               on
               Niger
               dote
               ,
            
             
               Since
               none
               yet
               like
               an
               Emp'rour
               doth
               appear
               ,
            
             
               The
               Townes
               and
               Cities
               that
               are
               more
               remote
               ,
            
             
               Of
               you
               and
               me
               doe
               stand
               in
               double
               feare
               ;
            
             
               They
               think
               you
               will
               advance
               to
               pay
               their
               Cote
               ,
            
             
               And
               me
               they
               know
               since
               I
               did
               Govern
               there
               :
            
             
               Our
               fury
               they
               will
               shun
               and
               their
               owne
               harmes
               ,
            
             
               They
               must
               subscribe
               to
               us
               in
               feates
               of
               Arms.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Then
               let
               us
               instant
               march
               and
               seize
               on
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               The
               Princely
               Palace
               we
               shall
               soone
               obtaine
               ;
            
             
               For
               so
               to
               us
               an
               easie
               Rise
               will
               come
               ,
            
             
               And
               due
               revenge
               on
               Julian
               we
               shall
               gaine
               :
            
             
               Divine
               Presages
               praedicts
               us
               good
               Event
            
             
               If
               your
               Victorious
               Arms
               crosse
               their
               Intent
               .
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               This
               Speech
               he
               ended
               thus
               and
               nothing
               lacks
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               leap
               and
               shout
               with
               Acclamation
               ,
            
             
               Augustus
               they
               him
               call
               ,
               and
               Pertinax
               ,
            
             
               With
               cheerfull
               Votes
               they
               make
               this
               Proclamation
               ;
            
             
               Then
               lightly
               Arm'd
               ,
               their
               geere
               they
               trusse
               in
               Packs
               ,
            
             
               Without
               delay
               or
               more
               procrastination
               :
            
             
               He
               gives
               them
               Largesse
               fit
               for
               such
               a
               journey
               ,
            
             
               Himselfe
               in
               person
               needeth
               no
               Atturney
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Scarce
               suffring
               once
               his
               weary
               Troopes
               to
               rest
               ,
            
             
               He
               march'd
               with
               Courage
               bold
               and
               nimble
               Speed
               ;
            
             
               They
               post
               away
               as
               some
               doe
               to
               a
               Feast
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Cates
               have
               none
               but
               what
               they
               barely
               need
               :
            
             
               He
               fellow-like
               no
               Pomp
               would
               have
               at
               all
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               the
               Souldiers
               ready
               at
               his
               Call.
               
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               Then
               through
               the
               great
               Pannonia
               was
               his
               Race
               ,
            
             
               Where
               eftsoons
               seen
               a
               Prince
               preventing
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               And
               up
               th'
               Italian
               Hils
               he
               climbes
               apace
               ,
            
             
               Before
               they
               knowledg
               had
               from
               whence
               he
               came
               ;
            
             
               Such
               quick
               approach
               the
               People
               heard
               of
               never
               ,
            
             
               Which
               puts
               the
               Cities
               in
               a
               shaking
               fever
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               They
               Arms
               had
               left
               ,
               and
               tooke
               them
               to
               manure
            
             
               Their
               Country
               Farms
               ,
               living
               a
               quiet
               Life
               ;
            
             
               The
               former
               Armies
               made
               them
               so
               secure
               ,
            
             
               With
               Barb'rous
               folke
               they
               have
               no
               fear
               of
               strife
               :
            
             
               Forsooth
               (
               say
               they
               )
               our
               troubles
               have
               an
               end
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Roman
               Power
               to
               all
               parts
               doth
               extend
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Indeed
               when
               first
               Augustus
               seiz'd
               the
               Monarchy
               ,
            
             
               So
               quiet
               and
               Pacifick
               was
               his
               Rule
               ,
            
             
               The
               people
               fell
               to
               lasie
               kind
               of
               Lethargy
               ,
            
             
               Their
               wits
               grew
               dull
               as
               either
               Horse
               or
               Mule
               :
            
             
               Because
               that
               none
               should
               interrupt
               the
               Hierarchy
               ,
            
             
               His
               Souldiers
               guard
               ev'n
               to
               the
               utmost
               *
               Thule
               ;
            
             
               Some
               parts
               had
               Ditches
               ,
               Rivers
               deep
               and
               Fountaines
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Deserts
               had
               ,
               some
               Rocks
               and
               craggy
               Mountaines
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               No
               marvaile
               then
               if
               they
               were
               sore
               agast
               ,
            
             
               To
               see
               such
               mighty
               Troopes
               of
               armed
               men
               ,
            
             
               Not
               knowing
               where
               the
               Frontiers
               they
               had
               brast
               ,
            
             
               To
               march
               so
               fiercely
               thus
               within
               their
               ken
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               yet
               they
               heard
               it
               was
               at
               last
               ,
            
             
               Which
               partly
               put
               them
               in
               their
               wits
               agen
               :
            
             
               No
               help
               at
               hand
               ,
               they
               thought
               it
               best
               to
               greet
               him
               ,
            
             
               With
               Laurels
               in
               their
               hands
               they
               run
               to
               meet
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Yet
               where
               he
               came
               he
               made
               but
               little
               stay
               ,
            
             
               Except
               it
               were
               to
               doe
               his
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               Or
               to
               salute
               the
               People
               in
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               His
               head
               of
               other
               matters
               did
               devise
               ;
            
             
               The
               first
               designe
               was
               quick
               to
               post
               to
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               To
               bring
               usurping
               Julian
               to
               his
               Doome
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               Who
               now
               from
               Commons
               had
               but
               little
               Hope
               ,
            
             
               And
               lesse
               from
               Souldiers
               that
               do
               him
               detest
               ,
            
             
               He
               thought
               the
               time
               was
               come
               to
               stretch
               a
               Rope
               ,
            
             
               His
               guilty
               Conscience
               did
               him
               so
               molest
               ;
            
             
               He
               Labors
               friends
               and
               scrapes
               beyond
               all
               measure
               ,
            
             
               Defacing
               Temples
               to
               engrosse
               the
               Treasure
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               This
               wicked
               deed
               was
               for
               the
               souldiers
               hire
               ,
            
             
               Who
               ne'r
               the
               more
               will
               ease
               him
               of
               his
               moane
               ,
            
             
               By
               former
               breach
               he
               known
               is
               for
               a
               lyar
               :
            
             
               Assistance
               now
               Train'd
               Bands
               will
               give
               him
               none
               ,
            
             
               His
               friends
               advise
               he
               shall
               the
               Alpes
               preclude
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               nought
               could
               stop
               the
               Vengeance
               that
               ensude
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               33.
               
            
             
               To
               Italy
               these
               Mountaines
               are
               a
               Wall
               ,
               
            
             
               This
               Nature
               added
               to
               that
               happy
               soile
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               Julian
               Dastard
               durst
               not
               budge
               at
               all
               ,
            
             
               But
               with
               the
               Souldiers
               doth
               himselfe
               turmoile
               ;
            
             
               He
               them
               intreats
               the
               Elephants
               to
               Traine
               ,
            
             
               That
               Riders
               might
               command
               with
               Bit
               &
               Raine
               .
               
            
          
           
             
               34.
               
            
             
               The
               Northern
               Army
               thus
               he
               thought
               to
               Daze
               ,
            
             
               As
               being
               unacquainted
               with
               this
               Beast
               ;
            
             
               But
               shortly
               he
               himselfe
               was
               in
               Amaze
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               straight
               did
               interupt
               the
               jest
               :
            
             
               His
               men
               the
               City
               entred
               sev'rall
               wayes
               ,
            
             
               And
               th'
               other
               taken
               tardy
               in
               delayes
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               (
               Disguis'd
               )
               by
               night
               they
               enterprise
               the
               Towne
               ,
               
            
             
               In
               Julians
               bosome
               er'e
               he
               was
               aware
               ;
            
             
               Some
               wore
               a
               Frock
               ,
               some
               habit
               of
               a
               Clowne
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               the
               Common
               People
               doe
               not
               spare
               :
            
             
               Julian
               from
               Dastardy
               ,
               Niger
               of
               sloth
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               ,
               he
               must
               carri
               't
               from
               them
               both
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               How
               glad
               would
               Julian
               be
               to
               share
               a
               part
            
             
               Of
               Soveraigne
               Rule
               ,
               
               or
               utterly
               resigne
               ;
            
             
               But
               Senators
               that
               knew
               his
               fainting
               heart
               ,
            
             
               To
               cut
               him
               off
               doe
               thus
               resolve
               in
               fine
               :
            
             
               A
               Tribune
               was
               at
               hand
               ,
               to
               him
               they
               leave
               him
               ,
            
             
               Who
               of
               his
               wretched
               life
               doth
               soon
               bereave
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               Then
               Noble
               Lords
               from
               Senate
               had
               Commission
               ,
            
             
               To
               Grace
               Severus
               with
               Imperiall
               Crowne
               ;
            
             
               Thus
               had
               he
               what
               he
               sought
               by
               their
               Permission
               ,
            
             
               And
               was
               invested
               in
               the
               Regall
               Throne
               :
            
             
               When
               all
               things
               came
               so
               fitly
               to
               his
               hands
               ,
            
             
               He
               layes
               a
               plot
               to
               catch
               Praetorian
               Bands
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               38.
               
            
             
               The
               Tribunes
               and
               Centurions
               he
               pursues
               ,
               
            
             
               With
               promise
               faire
               they
               shall
               have
               due
               reward
               ,
            
             
               To
               bring
               their
               men
               as
               in
               the
               solemne
               shewes
               ,
            
             
               For
               they
               quoth
               he
               (
               once
               sworne
               )
               shall
               be
               my
               guard
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               then
               not
               doubting
               further
               harms
               ,
            
             
               Doe
               soone
               consent
               to
               lay
               aside
               their
               Arms.
               
            
          
           
             
               39.
               
            
             
               So
               Issue
               forth
               with
               Laurell
               Branch
               in
               hand
               ,
            
             
               And
               Equipage
               as
               to
               a
               Solemne
               Feast
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               this
               was
               made
               to
               understand
               ,
            
             
               For
               he
               their
               welcome
               had
               demurely
               drest
               :
            
             
               While
               they
               before
               him
               doe
               their
               Presents
               bring
               ,
            
             
               He
               casts
               his
               Troopes
               about
               him
               in
               a
               Ring
               .
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               This
               was
               a
               Martiall
               feate
               to
               catch
               a
               dolt
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               he
               Commands
               they
               shall
               not
               wound
               or
               strike
               ;
            
             
               You
               may
               perceive
               he
               was
               a
               crafty
               colt
               ,
            
             
               For
               his
               was
               Arm'd
               with
               Javelin
               and
               with
               Pike
               ;
            
             
               Praetorians
               then
               when
               he
               had
               thus
               surrounded
               ,
            
             
               With
               Lofty
               voyce
               this
               Speech
               to
               them
               propounded
               :
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               You
               see
               how
               much
               our
               skill
               doth
               yours
               surmount
               ,
               
            
             
               You
               now
               are
               caught
               and
               stand
               at
               my
               devotion
               ;
            
             
               For
               black
               and
               ugly
               Deeds
               you
               must
               account
               ,
            
             
               His
               blood
               you
               spilt
               by
               whom
               you
               had
               promotion
               :
            
             
               Good
               Pertinax
               the
               Prince
               that
               none
               offended
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               you
               (
               his
               guard
               )
               should
               rather
               have
               defended
               .
            
          
           
             
               42.
               
            
             
               You
               next
               for
               Coyne
               the
               Roman
               Empire
               Truct
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               it
               did
               belong
               to
               you
               direct
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               when
               you
               had
               the
               Princely
               Marrow
               suckt
               ,
            
             
               You
               durst
               not
               once
               your
               Marchant
               man
               protect
               :
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               came
               in
               quest'on
               ,
               you
               eftsoones
            
             
               Betrai'd
               ,
               like
               Villanes
               false
               and
               base
               Poultroones
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               43.
               
            
             
               A
               thousand
               Deaths
               for
               your
               Enormous
               Crime
            
             
               Too
               little
               were
               if
               I
               your
               due
               should
               render
               ;
            
             
               Pollute
               my
               hands
               I
               will
               not
               at
               this
               time
               ,
            
             
               Or
               Learne
               of
               you
               ,
               my
               Wit
               is
               not
               so
               slender
               :
            
             
               Yet
               since
               the
               Royall
               Blood
               you
               have
               not
               spar'd
               ,
            
             
               You
               shall
               no
               more
               be
               of
               the
               Emp'rours
               guard
               .
            
          
           
             
               44.
               
            
             
               Of
               Noblenesse
               I
               give
               more
               then
               I
               owe
               ,
            
             
               My
               Souldiers
               first
               ungirdling
               your
               Attire
               ,
            
             
               Your
               Soules
               and
               Bodies
               on
               you
               I
               bestow
               ;
            
             
               Then
               pack
               away
               far
               off
               ,
               you
               I
               require
               .
            
             
               For
               neer
               this
               City
               if
               you
               dare
               be
               found
               ,
            
             
               I
               here
               decree
               you
               shall
               be
               hang'd
               or
               drown'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               45.
               
            
             
               Th'
               Illyrian
               Souldiers
               ready
               at
               their
               duty
               ,
            
             
               Praetorian
               Swords
               with
               Gold
               and
               Silver
               wrought
               ,
            
             
               They
               quick
               ungirt
               ,
               full
               glad
               of
               such
               a
               Booty
               ,
            
             
               These
               knacks
               for
               feasts
               and
               solemne
               shewes
               were
               brought
               ,
            
             
               For
               Scarfs
               and
               Feathers
               yet
               they
               further
               raked
               ;
            
             
               Train'd
               Bands
               they
               stript
               ,
               and
               left
               them
               all
               stark
               naked
               .
            
          
           
             
               46.
               
            
             
               These
               Novices
               thus
               taken
               with
               a
               wile
            
             
               (
               Though
               glad
               of
               Life
               )
               depart
               with
               heavy
               cheare
               ;
            
             
               Full
               sore
               they
               rue
               they
               did
               themselves
               beguile
               ,
            
             
               To
               leave
               their
               Arms
               that
               they
               were
               wont
               to
               beare
               :
            
             
               Thus
               to
               be
               cast
               they
               count
               a
               shamefull
               Doome
               ,
            
             
               And
               others
               grac'd
               that
               must
               supply
               their
               Roome
               .
            
          
           
             
               47.
               
            
             
               A
               further
               plot
               this
               Prince
               had
               to
               secure
            
             
               Their
               Camp
               ,
               lest
               they
               to
               that
               returne
               againe
               ;
            
             
               Some
               Troops
               of
               Horse
               he
               sent
               to
               make
               it
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               seize
               the
               Arms
               ,
               for
               that
               must
               them
               constrain
               :
            
             
               Thus
               these
               Assassinats
               were
               justly
               banish'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               their
               breach
               of
               Oath
               condignly
               punish'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           second
           Book
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Third
           BOOK
           .
        
         
           
             CANTO
             IX
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Severe
               at
               Rome
               '
               gainst
               Niger
               now
               prepares
               ,
            
             
               He
               of
               the
               Brittaines
               hath
               some
               kind
               of
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               Albinus
               (
               Caesar
               )
               forthwith
               he
               declares
               ,
            
             
               Herodian
               writes
               of
               seventy
               yeares
               throwghout
               ;
            
             
               Nigers
               intends
               to
               fortifie
               Mount
               Taurus
               ,
            
             
               His
               Generall
               is
               defeated
               by
               Sevarus
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               HOw
               carefull
               ought
               we
               be
               our
               Lives
               to
               spend
               ,
            
             
               For
               sure
               we
               shall
               be
               recompenc'd
               at
               last
               ,
            
             
               I●
               ill
               we
               live
               we
               must
               expect
               such
               end
               ,
            
             
               So
               Julian
               sped
               that
               now
               is
               gone
               and
               past
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               on
               this
               Text
               I
               must
               no
               longer
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               But
               let
               you
               know
               what
               to
               the
               next
               befell
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Severus
               enters
               Rome
               in
               Battell
               range
               ,
            
             
               The
               People
               at
               the
               first
               were
               sore
               afraid
               ,
            
             
               His
               daring
               and
               his
               Enterprise
               was
               strange
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               blood
               was
               none
               to
               make
               them
               ill
               Apaid
               ;
            
             
               Then
               Peers
               and
               Commons
               glad
               were
               of
               the
               change
               ,
            
             
               With
               Laurels
               in
               their
               hands
               they
               to
               him
               said
               :
            
             
               For
               Wit
               ,
               for
               Judgment
               ,
               and
               Heroicke
               Deeds
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               perceive
               all
               other
               he
               exceeds
               .
               
            
          
           
             
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Great
               welcome
               there
               was
               made
               this
               Prince
               to
               greet
               ,
            
             
               The
               Nobles
               and
               the
               Commons
               him
               salute
               ,
            
             
               Due
               thanks
               he
               doth
               return
               as
               then
               was
               meet
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               car'd
               not
               much
               with
               them
               to
               hold
               dispute
               ;
            
             
               But
               to
               the
               Temples
               of
               the
               gods
               he
               rode
               ,
            
             
               Then
               at
               the
               Palace
               makes
               his
               first
               Abode
               .
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               Next
               day
               into
               the
               Senate
               House
               he
               went
               ,
            
             
               His
               Hand
               he
               gave
               and
               pleasant
               Speech
               Addrest
               :
            
             
               For
               Princes
               death
               revenge
               was
               his
               intent
               ,
            
             
               And
               this
               to
               all
               he
               solemnly
               profest
               ;
            
             
               For
               Optimacy
               he
               will
               frame
               a
               plot
               ,
            
             
               All
               Bribes
               and
               Tyranny
               shall
               be
               forgot
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Except
               by
               Law
               none
               life
               or
               goods
               should
               loose
               ,
            
             
               So
               Marcus
               rule
               and
               Pertinax
               his
               mind
               ,
            
             
               Informers
               should
               not
               catch
               them
               in
               a
               noose
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               stroaked
               he
               the
               Senators
               in
               kind
               :
            
             
               Some
               Credit
               gave
               ,
               
               some
               said
               they
               were
               but
               mocks
               ,
            
             
               The
               Elders
               said
               he
               was
               a
               wily
               Fox
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Howe're
               the
               Souldiers
               tasted
               of
               his
               bounty
               ,
            
             
               And
               Commons
               eke
               had
               Donative
               of
               Corne
               ,
            
             
               His
               Fame
               was
               spread
               in
               ev'ry
               County
               ,
            
             
               Though
               late
               you
               heard
               they
               thought
               themselves
               forlorne
               ;
            
             
               Then
               quick
               he
               march'd
               with
               Souldiers
               good
               and
               trusty
               ,
            
             
               '
               Gainst
               Nigers
               men
               ,
               who
               yet
               were
               dull
               and
               rusty
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               He
               joyned
               to
               his
               men
               Italian
               youth
               ,
            
             
               The
               flower
               (
               I
               meane
               )
               for
               dignity
               and
               place
               ;
            
             
               When
               Souldiers
               in
               Illyria
               heard
               the
               truth
               ,
            
             
               They
               speed
               away
               to
               meet
               his
               Troopes
               in
               Thrace
               :
            
             
               Of
               Gallies
               and
               of
               Ships
               he
               prest
               a
               Fleet
               ,
            
             
               With
               Mariners
               and
               Necessaries
               meet
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               8.
               
            
             
               A
               mighty
               Magazine
               he
               soone
               had
               got
               ,
            
             
               Provision
               now
               must
               not
               be
               with
               the
               least
               ;
            
             
               For
               well
               he
               knew
               though
               Niger
               was
               a
               Sot
               ,
            
             
               He
               did
               Command
               the
               Nations
               of
               the
               East
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               in
               Brittane
               he
               had
               not
               forgot
               ,
            
             
               With
               Valiant
               men
               it
               was
               no
               time
               to
               jest
               :
            
             
               We
               must
               quoth
               he
               beware
               of
               those
               behind
               us
               ,
               
            
             
               As
               Souldiers
               good
               whose
               Generall
               is
               Albinus
               .
            
          
           
             
               9.
               
            
             
               This
               man
               of
               Honor
               was
               and
               high
               descent
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               then
               that
               well
               could
               play
               his
               prise
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               that
               he
               should
               be
               crosse
               to
               his
               intent
               ,
            
             
               Did
               lay
               a
               baite
               to
               catch
               him
               in
               this
               wise
               ;
            
             
               By
               Sugred
               Letters
               and
               congratulations
            
             
               He
               makes
               to
               him
               most
               loving
               Protestations
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               And
               thus
               in
               Courtly
               Phrase
               doth
               Caesar
               Stile
               him
               ,
            
             
               Desiring
               him
               the
               Empire
               to
               protect
               :
            
             
               This
               Glorious
               Title
               quickly
               did
               beguile
               him
               ,
            
             
               No
               Stratagem
               herein
               he
               doth
               suspect
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               said
               I
               gouty
               am
               and
               old
               ,
            
             
               You
               Noble
               ,
               Young
               ,
               A
               Gallant
               brave
               and
               bold
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Albinus
               rashly
               swallow'd
               downe
               this
               gudgion
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               then
               to
               give
               the
               better
               glosse
            
             
               Desir'd
               the
               Senate
               not
               to
               tak
               't
               in
               dudgion
               ,
            
             
               For
               he
               their
               wisdomes
               had
               no
               will
               to
               crosse
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               now
               he
               prayes
               they
               gently
               will
               incline
               ,
            
             
               All
               which
               was
               done
               to
               blanch
               his
               owne
               designe
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Then
               Coyn
               he
               stampt
               ,
               and
               Statues
               did
               advance
            
             
               To
               
                 Albine
                 Caesar
              
               as
               he
               had
               projected
               ;
            
             
               His
               Subtle
               Wit
               had
               Lull'd
               him
               in
               a
               trance
               ,
            
             
               And
               Niger
               now
               he
               meanes
               to
               see
               corrected
               :
            
             
               Illyrian
               Force
               he
               gathers
               in
               a
               Body
               ,
            
             
               Then
               roundly
               march'd
               against
               this
               dullard
               Nody
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               13.
               
            
             
               What
               stations
               by
               the
               way
               ,
               what
               Speech
               or
               prodigie
               ,
            
             
               What
               Conflicts
               and
               what
               Number
               there
               were
               slain
            
             
               Of
               such
               before
               as
               writ
               his
               Acts
               or
               Elogie
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Records
               doe
               unto
               this
               day
               remain
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               these
               aside
               Herodian
               never
               feares
               ,
               
            
             
               To
               tell
               the
               truth
               observ'd
               in
               seventy
               yeares
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Now
               Rome
               was
               seiz'd
               Severus
               is
               proclaim'd
               ,
            
             
               Niger
               starts
               and
               calls
               in
               his
               Vicegerents
               ,
            
             
               By
               Sea
               and
               Land
               expecteth
               to
               be
               maim'd
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Ports
               he
               stops
               and
               sends
               to
               his
               adhaerents
               ;
            
             
               From
               Parthia
               aide
               he
               craves
               ,
               
               and
               from
               Armenia
               ,
            
             
               With
               other
               Bord'ring
               Nations
               to
               Atrenia
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Some
               Neutrals
               speake
               and
               will
               themselves
               defend
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Answer
               they
               with
               Councell
               will
               conferre
               ,
            
             
               A
               band
               of
               Archers
               those
               of
               Atra
               send
               ,
            
             
               The
               grosse
               was
               made
               with
               Souldiers
               he
               had
               there
               ;
            
             
               Some
               youth
               of
               Antioch
               were
               more
               bold
               then
               wise
               ,
            
             
               For
               Niger
               they
               will
               help
               to
               play
               his
               prise
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Of
               Taurus
               then
               the
               Precipice
               and
               Mount
            
             
               He
               fortified
               with
               Straits
               that
               doe
               belong
               ;
               
            
             
               Impassable
               this
               place
               by
               his
               account
               ,
            
             
               With
               walls
               he
               did
               munite
               exceeding
               strong
               :
            
             
               This
               was
               unto
               the
               East
               a
               Barricado
               ,
            
             
               And
               serv'd
               him
               as
               a
               block
               to
               make
               Bravado
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               For
               Taurus
               lifting
               up
               a
               lately
               Ridge
            
             
               'Twixt
               Cappadoce
               and
               Country
               of
               Cilicia
               ;
            
             
               Doth
               part
               the
               East
               and
               North
               as
               with
               a
               Bridg
               ;
            
             
               In
               Bizance
               *
               too
               he
               plac'd
               a
               strong
               Militia
               ,
            
             
               (
               The
               Chiefe
               and
               mighty
               City
               then
               of
               Thrace
               )
            
             
               For
               strength
               and
               wealth
               none
               like
               unto
               this
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               18.
               
            
             
               Propontick
               Straights
               this
               City
               did
               inclose
               ,
            
             
               Like
               Benefit
               by
               Water
               and
               by
               Land
               ,
            
             
               From
               Impost
               ,
               Fish
               ,
               from
               Corn
               ,
               and
               Fruit
               it
               rose
               ,
            
             
               Large
               fertile
               soyle
               was
               also
               neer
               at
               hand
               ;
            
             
               This
               City
               he
               preoccupates
               before
            
             
               Severus
               foot
               could
               reach
               the
               Asian
               Shore
               .
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Of
               Milstones
               squar'd
               the
               wall
               was
               made
               compendious
               ,
            
             
               So
               Cemented
               in
               whole
               and
               every
               part
               ,
            
             
               You
               might
               have
               thought
               the
               (
               frame
               was
               so
               stupendious
               ,
               )
            
             
               It
               Nature
               was
               ,
               not
               done
               by
               Workemans
               Art
               ;
            
             
               The
               Ruins
               yet
               that
               lie
               on
               heaps
               so
               Ample
               ,
            
             
               Declare
               the
               Force
               of
               them
               that
               did
               dismantle
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               And
               thus
               did
               Niger
               order
               his
               Affaires
               ,
            
             
               With
               Skill
               he
               thought
               ;
               and
               on
               the
               other
               side
            
             
               Severus
               was
               not
               slack
               ,
               but
               quick
               repaires
            
             
               With
               Souldiers
               stout
               ,
               incounters
               all
               to
               '
               bide
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               '
               cause
               they
               did
               Byzantium
               fortifie
               ,
            
             
               To
               Cyzicum
               he
               wheeles
               his
               Fate
               to
               try
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               Aemylian
               Leivtenant
               was
               to
               Niger
               ,
            
             
               Who
               well
               observ'd
               his
               Enemies
               intent
               ,
            
             
               Because
               he
               was
               the
               Gen'rall
               of
               this
               Warr
               ;
            
             
               At
               Cyzicum
               to
               meet
               the
               Foe
               he
               went
               ,
            
             
               And
               both
               sides
               for
               Encounter
               doe
               prepare
            
             
               To
               fight
               it
               out
               with
               Sword
               and
               Pike
               they
               meant
               ;
            
             
               In
               bloudy
               Conflict
               Nigers
               Force
               was
               routed
               ,
            
             
               Illyrian
               Souldiers
               clapt
               their
               hands
               and
               shouted
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Some
               said
               this
               hapned
               through
               Aemylians
               fraud
               ,
            
             
               (
               Who
               envied
               Niger
               as
               to
               him
               superior
               )
            
             
               Some
               said
               his
               children
               that
               at
               Rome
               Abode
            
             
               Was
               ground
               hereof
               ,
               not
               that
               he
               was
               Inferior
               :
            
             
               They
               by
               their
               Letters
               humbly
               him
               besought
               ,
            
             
               By
               suffrage
               his
               their
               Freedome
               might
               be
               wrought
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               As
               Co●mod
               .
               erst
               ,
               Severus
               tooke
               a
               Care
            
             
               Their
               Children
               to
               secure
               that
               had
               Command
               ;
               
            
             
               And
               these
               among
               the
               rest
               he
               will
               not
               spare
               ,
            
             
               If
               Parents
               doe
               his
               enterprise
               withstand
               ;
            
             
               For
               such
               with
               Guards
               along
               with
               him
               doe
               fare
            
             
               In
               all
               his
               journeys
               both
               by
               Sea
               and
               Land
               :
            
             
               Then
               if
               their
               Fathers
               Niger
               will
               Assist
               ,
            
             
               He
               can
               revenge
               and
               kill
               them
               when
               he
               list
               .
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Now
               Nigers
               Force
               at
               Cyzicum
               o'rethrown
               ,
            
             
               Through
               Mountaines
               of
               Armenia
               fled
               amain
               ,
            
             
               And
               hast
               to
               take
               mount
               Taurus
               as
               their
               owne
               ,
            
             
               Some
               others
               back
               through
               Asia
               went
               againe
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               Severus
               Fame
               was
               understeud
               ,
            
             
               The
               Cities
               next
               fell
               into
               deadly
               feud
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Perhaps
               not
               much
               for
               Love
               or
               hate
               to
               either
               ,
            
             
               But
               through
               a
               deadly
               rancor
               of
               their
               owne
               ;
            
             
               And
               though
               they
               doe
               intend
               good
               will
               to
               neither
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               when
               Intestine
               Broyles
               with
               them
               are
               growne
               ,
            
             
               The
               men
               most
               Eminent
               for
               worth
               and
               place
               ,
            
             
               They
               oft
               extirpat
               ,
               or
               at
               least
               disgrace
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               This
               strife
               with
               them
               so
               formerly
               did
               lurk
               ,
            
             
               It
               slav'd
               them
               unto
               Macedon
               and
               Rome
               ;
            
             
               And
               as
               you
               see
               at
               this
               day
               to
               the
               Turk
               ,
            
             
               That
               Greece
               hereby
               endures
               a
               Fatall
               Do'me
               :
            
             
               So
               they
               at
               Cyzicum
               and
               Nicomede
            
             
               Niger
               reject
               ,
               and
               for
               Severus
               plead
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               The
               Citizens
               of
               Nicaea
               then
               in
               spight
            
             
               For
               Niger
               stood
               ,
               and
               Souldiers
               Entertain'd
               ,
            
             
               That
               thither
               or
               Bythinia
               tooke
               their
               flight
               ;
            
             
               Such
               Umpirage
               Malignity
               had
               gaind
               ;
            
             
               From
               Cities
               then
               they
               Issue
               out
               amaine
               ,
            
             
               As
               from
               their
               Camps
               and
               fight
               it
               out
               againe
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               But
               after
               Battell
               terrible
               and
               hot
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               Severus
               Victory
               had
               gain'd
               ,
            
             
               To
               Taurus
               Streights
               him
               Niger
               quickly
               got
               ,
            
             
               With
               such
               his
               scatt'red
               Forces
               as
               remain'd
               ;
            
             
               Where
               having
               left
               enow
               for
               that
               Designe
               ,
            
             
               He
               went
               to
               Antioch
               for
               more
               men
               and
               Coyne
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             CANTO
             X.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Mount
               Taut's
               Assault
               ,
               of
               Moores
               ,
               and
               bloudy
               fight
            
             
               Is
               now
               my
               Task
               the
               Story
               you
               to
               tell
               ;
            
             
               And
               what
               a
               blow
               on
               Nigers
               neck
               did
               light
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               his
               head
               from
               off
               his
               shoulders
               fell
               :
            
             
               Severus
               Winters
               march
               we
               doe
               unfold
            
             
               Against
               Albinus
               and
               the
               Brittaines
               bold
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               WIse
               men
               conclude
               the
               Golden
               Meane
               is
               best
               ,
            
             
               And
               once
               my selfe
               injoyed
               that
               happy
               State
               ;
            
             
               But
               now
               the
               wheele
               is
               turn'd
               I
               am
               distrest
               ,
            
             
               By
               powerfull
               hand
               of
               over-ruling
               Fate
               :
            
             
               So
               these
               that
               strive
               about
               unweildy
               Crowne
               ,
            
             
               One
               mounts
               aloft
               another
               sinketh
               downe
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Mount
               Taurus
               Fort
               Severians
               doe
               Assayle
               ,
            
             
               A
               Passage
               craggy
               ,
               rough
               and
               hard
               to
               win
               ;
            
             
               On
               both
               sides
               now
               they
               fight
               with
               tooth
               and
               naile
               ,
               
            
             
               Neglecting
               quite
               the
               danger
               they
               are
               in
               :
            
             
               On
               such
               as
               climbe
               to
               scale
               the
               Guarded
               Tower
               ,
            
             
               They
               from
               the
               top
               doe
               stones
               and
               Rubbage
               power
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Defendants
               well
               secur'd
               most
               bravely
               fought
               ,
            
             
               Here
               few
               men
               serve
               great
               Numbers
               to
               repell
               ;
            
             
               And
               what
               they
               got
               by
               pain
               was
               dearely
               bought
               ,
            
             
               The
               Walls
               were
               high
               ,
               great
               Cataracts
               there
               fell
               ,
            
             
               From
               Mountain
               tops
               ,
               there
               also
               was
               a
               Fort
            
             
               To
               barr
               the
               Entrance
               from
               desired
               Port.
               
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               While
               this
               Assault
               ,
               newes
               came
               from
               Cappadoce
               ,
            
             
               As
               from
               the
               Cities
               mentioned
               late
               before
               ;
            
             
               Through
               Ancient
               grudge
               new
               Mutinies
               arose
               ,
            
             
               Which
               put
               them
               all
               into
               a
               fresh
               Uproar
               :
            
             
               In
               Syria
               the
               men
               of
               Laodicea
            
             
               Antioch
               defied
               and
               Tyrus
               in
               Phaenicia
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Of
               last
               discomfiture
               quick
               Tidings
               came
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               them
               thus
               revolt
               from
               Nigers
               part
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               therefore
               Emp'rour
               they
               proclaime
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               Fortune
               served
               now
               as
               well
               as
               Art
               ;
            
             
               And
               Niger
               erst
               of
               gentle
               disposition
               ,
               
            
             
               In
               rage
               he
               fell
               to
               bloudy
               Inquisition
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Forthwith
               he
               sends
               unto
               the
               Barb'rous
               *
               Moores
            
             
               (
               Who
               were
               by
               nature
               savage
               fierce
               and
               cruell
               )
            
             
               To
               turne
               the
               Laodiceans
               out
               of
               doores
               ,
            
             
               That
               to
               the
               fire
               had
               added
               so
               much
               Fuell
               ;
            
             
               Their
               City
               then
               they
               enter
               in
               a
               Throng
               ,
            
             
               Put
               all
               to
               sword
               that
               were
               both
               old
               and
               yong
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               In
               Franticke
               moode
               then
               marching
               unto
               Tyre
               ,
            
             
               They
               pillage
               ,
               kill
               ,
               none
               meets
               them
               but
               he
               dies
               ;
            
             
               Then
               set
               their
               City
               on
               a
               flaming
               fire
               ,
            
             
               And
               Niger
               Leavies
               up
               his
               new
               supplies
               :
            
             
               Meane
               while
               Severus
               men
               doe
               still
               persist
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               at
               Mount
               Taurus
               of
               their
               purpose
               mist
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               8.
               
            
             
               Nor
               had
               they
               hope
               to
               carry
               such
               a
               worke
               ,
            
             
               Impregnable
               with
               Praecipice
               and
               Mount
               ;
            
             
               In
               Bulwarks
               safe
               their
               Enemies
               doe
               lurk
               ,
            
             
               Of
               them
               without
               they
               make
               but
               small
               account
               :
            
             
               But
               see
               the
               chance
               ,
               from
               off
               the
               Mountaines
               rapt
            
             
               A
               sudden
               flood
               ,
               which
               strong
               Foundation
               sapt
               .
            
          
           
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Here
               may
               you
               see
               how
               nature
               vanquish'd
               Art
               ,
            
             
               The
               deluge
               thus
               with
               Massy
               Building
               stopt
            
             
               Bare
               all
               afore
               ,
               at
               least
               so
               great
               a
               part
               ,
            
             
               The
               rest
               away
               by
               piecemeale
               quickly
               dropt
               ;
            
             
               To
               them
               within
               this
               seemed
               something
               tart
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               by
               the
               legs
               they
               should
               be
               shorter
               lopt
               :
            
             
               The
               Water
               downe
               ,
               each
               one
               to
               save
               his
               head
               ,
            
             
               In
               dark
               of
               night
               did
               quit
               the
               place
               and
               fled
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               This
               Accident
               Severians
               greatly
               cheare
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               it
               hapt
               by
               Providence
               divine
               ;
            
             
               Guard
               of
               the
               Mount
               thus
               being
               fled
               for
               feare
               ,
            
             
               They
               eas'ly
               scale
               and
               entred
               in
               the
               Line
               :
            
             
               When
               Niger
               heard
               these
               Tidings
               ,
               he
               in
               hast
            
             
               Doth
               Congregate
               an
               Army
               huge
               and
               vast
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               With
               num'rus
               Troopes
               he
               marched
               then
               Amaine
               ,
            
             
               His
               Antioch
               youth
               Alacrity
               exprest
               ;
            
             
               At
               *
               Issus
               Bay
               there
               was
               a
               goodly
               Plaine
            
             
               With
               Hils
               inviron'd
               for
               this
               purpose
               best
               :
            
             
               Yet
               Nigers
               men
               undisciplin'd
               and
               wilfull
               ,
            
             
               Severians
               were
               both
               Exercis'd
               and
               skilfull
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Now
               in
               this
               Plaine
               along
               the
               Coast
               they
               wander
               ,
            
             
               A
               place
               for
               Battell
               not
               unlike
               a
               Stage
               ;
            
             
               Some
               say
               where
               
                 Macedonian
                 Alexander
              
            
             
               With
               
                 Asian
                 Darius
              
               did
               Engage
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               as
               Ancient
               Stories
               make
               it
               forth
               ,
               
            
             
               The
               East
               was
               likewise
               vanquisht
               by
               the
               North.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               13.
               
            
             
               As
               Victors
               Trophie
               still
               the
               City
               stands
            
             
               Aloft
               ,
               with
               Brazen
               Image
               of
               his
               Fame
               :
            
             
               It
               so
               fell
               out
               that
               these
               two
               mighty
               Bands
            
             
               Not
               only
               met
               ,
               but
               Fortune
               had
               the
               same
               ;
            
             
               Both
               sides
               to
               fight
               or'e
               night
               they
               ready
               were
               ,
            
             
               Not
               daring
               once
               to
               sleep
               for
               Care
               and
               Feare
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Next
               Morn
               the
               Gen'rals
               by
               the
               rising
               Sun
            
             
               Alike
               encourage
               Souldiers
               to
               Assayle
               ,
            
             
               Accounting
               that
               who
               e're
               the
               Battell
               won
               ,
            
             
               Must
               Emp'rour
               be
               and
               beare
               the
               Loftest
               Saile
               ;
            
             
               Great
               slaughter
               then
               and
               mighty
               deeds
               were
               done
               ,
            
             
               Where
               Darts
               and
               Arrowes
               flew
               as
               thick
               as
               haile
               :
            
             
               Spectators
               there
               report
               a
               wondrous
               matter
               ,
            
             
               The
               River
               Issus
               ran
               more
               Bloud
               then
               Water
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               At
               length
               the
               Orientals
               turned
               back
               ,
            
             
               Some
               tooke
               the
               Woods
               and
               some
               the
               higher
               ground
               ;
            
             
               Illyrians
               to
               pursue
               them
               were
               not
               slack
               ,
            
             
               But
               gave
               them
               many
               a
               deep
               and
               deadly
               wound
               ;
            
             
               Then
               Niger
               Mounted
               on
               a
               gallant
               Horse
               ,
            
             
               To
               Antioch
               fled
               bereft
               of
               all
               his
               Force
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Full
               little
               Comfort
               there
               he
               had
               to
               rest
               ,
            
             
               For
               Sons
               and
               brothers
               people
               mourn
               and
               waile
               ;
            
             
               He
               maketh
               hast
               so
               much
               he
               was
               distrest
               ,
            
             
               To
               Suburb-house
               ,
               when
               all
               things
               else
               did
               faile
               ,
            
             
               To
               hide
               himself
               ;
               but
               e're
               he
               went
               to
               bed
               ,
            
             
               The
               Horsemen
               that
               pursu'd
               struck
               off
               his
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Thus
               Niger
               Ends
               in
               businesse
               too
               remisse
               ,
            
             
               Though
               otherwaies
               of
               temper
               mild
               and
               Sweet
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               then
               that
               was
               no
               friend
               of
               his
               ,
            
             
               Did
               him
               and
               his
               Adhaerents
               homely
               Greet
               :
            
             
               He
               bearing
               Spleen
               with
               hard
               and
               cruell
               heart
               ,
            
             
               Put
               all
               his
               friends
               to
               death
               that
               tooke
               his
               part
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               18.
               
            
             
               Though
               some
               perhaps
               unwilling
               were
               compell'd
               ,
            
             
               He
               therefore
               did
               to
               them
               the
               harder
               measure
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               souldiers
               that
               in
               Battell
               Late
               were
               quell'd
               ,
            
             
               He
               did
               forgive
               and
               call
               them
               home
               at
               leasure
               :
            
             
               In
               this
               no
               doubt
               he
               had
               a
               subtle
               drift
               ,
            
             
               Experience
               taught
               him
               how
               to
               wind
               and
               shift
               .
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               For
               some
               among
               the
               Barb'rous
               folk
               remain'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               taught
               the
               use
               of
               Sword
               and
               Lance
               to
               boot
               ;
            
             
               Wherewith
               to
               fight
               with
               Romans
               skill
               they
               gain'd
               ,
            
             
               Who
               er'st
               did
               backwards
               from
               their
               Horses
               shoot
               :
            
             
               And
               Armorers
               did
               also
               there
               betake
               'um
               ,
            
             
               That
               shew'd
               the
               use
               of
               Arms
               and
               how
               to
               take
               'um
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Severus
               thus
               the
               o'recame
               Orient
               ,
            
             
               The
               Kings
               of
               Parthia
               and
               Armenia
               next
               ,
            
             
               Nigers
               confederates
               to
               invade
               he
               meant
               ,
            
             
               But
               that
               Albinus
               much
               his
               thoughts
               perplext
               ;
            
             
               Him
               therefore
               first
               he
               meanes
               to
               undermine
               ,
            
             
               As
               Chiefe
               that
               stood
               'twixt
               him
               and
               his
               designe
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               He
               heard
               Caesarian
               Title
               did
               him
               puff
               ,
            
             
               And
               Senate
               Peeres
               invited
               him
               to
               Rome
               ;
            
             
               This
               web
               he
               thought
               was
               made
               of
               homely
               stuff
               ,
            
             
               Worse
               Newes
               to
               him
               in
               absence
               could
               not
               come
               :
            
             
               And
               '
               cause
               no
               gracefull
               part
               Albinus
               wanted
               ,
            
             
               He
               greatly
               fear'd
               by
               him
               to
               be
               supplanted
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Yet
               at
               the
               first
               resolv'd
               no
               open
               Warr
               ,
               
            
             
               But
               rather
               to
               dispatch
               him
               by
               a
               Traine
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               as
               yet
               there
               seem'd
               no
               cause
               of
               Jarr
               ;
            
             
               His
               Posts
               he
               meant
               should
               put
               him
               out
               of
               paine
               ,
            
             
               When
               from
               his
               Guards
               they
               see
               him
               once
               apart
               ,
            
             
               He
               gave
               them
               Charge
               to
               Stab
               him
               to
               the
               H'art
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               To
               them
               he
               also
               many
               Poisons
               gave
               ,
            
             
               That
               might
               infused
               be
               into
               his
               Cup
               ;
            
             
               But
               that
               his
               friends
               intending
               him
               to
               save
               ,
            
             
               Bids
               him
               beware
               when
               he
               doth
               dine
               or
               ●up
               :
            
             
               Severus
               er'st
               (
               say
               they
               )
               hath
               been
               perfidious
               ,
            
             
               A
               Branded
               person
               ,
               noted
               as
               Insidious
               .
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               For
               Nigers
               Captaines
               had
               him
               foully
               blasted
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Children
               eke
               whom
               since
               he
               put
               to
               death
               ,
            
             
               His
               turne
               once
               serv'd
               then
               Oath
               no
               longer
               lasted
               ,
            
             
               But
               most
               unkindly
               stopt
               their
               vitall
               breath
               :
            
             
               By
               these
               his
               actions
               they
               were
               so
               much
               scar'd
            
             
               Albinus
               streight
               did
               double
               his
               Life-guard
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Into
               his
               presence
               no
               man
               was
               admitted
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               sent
               till
               first
               he
               had
               been
               rackt
               ;
            
             
               And
               those
               his
               Posts
               so
               ill
               themselves
               aquitted
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Masters
               Credit
               now
               withim
               was
               crackt
               :
            
             
               Severus
               then
               perceiving
               how
               it
               went
               ,
            
             
               A
               Speech
               he
               makes
               his
               Army
               to
               content
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               On
               me
               let
               no
               Ingratitude
               reflect
               ,
               
            
             
               You
               know
               in
               League
               I
               did
               Albinus
               take
               ;
            
             
               When
               me
               alone
               you
               grac'd
               with
               all
               respect
               ,
            
             
               A
               part
               I
               gave
               to
               him
               for
               friendships
               sake
               :
            
             
               Yet
               now
               as
               open
               Foe
               he
               doth
               protest
            
             
               Against
               us
               both
               that
               plac'd
               him
               'fore
               the
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Our
               Noble
               deeds
               of
               Arms
               he
               doth
               despise
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               gods
               by
               whom
               he
               oft
               did
               sweare
               ;
            
             
               He
               up
               in
               Arms
               against
               us
               eke
               doth
               rise
               ,
            
             
               When
               all
               of
               us
               he
               rather
               should
               revere
               :
            
             
               To
               him
               I
               Honour
               gave
               before
               all
               other
               ,
            
             
               What
               could
               I
               more
               have
               done
               unto
               a
               Brother
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Ill
               Offices
               to
               doe
               I
               count
               a
               Crime
               ,
            
             
               So
               most
               unmanly
               to
               endure
               a
               wrong
               :
            
             
               We
               question'd
               Niger
               in
               convenient
               time
               ,
            
             
               To
               which
               of
               us
               the
               Empire
               should
               belong
               ;
            
             
               Litigious
               then
               ,
               Ambition
               both
               did
               guide
               ,
            
             
               But
               this
               of
               Albine
               we
               may
               not
               abide
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               He
               sole
               of
               Grace
               admitted
               was
               Compe●r
               ,
               
            
             
               When
               to
               Imperiall
               Stems
               it
               '
               Long'd
               of
               Right
               ;
            
             
               How
               dare
               he
               then
               once
               put
               us
               in
               this
               fear
               ,
            
             
               That
               vanquisht
               have
               the
               Orient
               with
               our
               might
               ?
            
             
               Since
               to
               Affront
               us
               he
               is
               so
               unwise
               ,
            
             
               By
               Arms
               I
               meane
               his
               rashnesse
               to
               chastise
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Here
               Gallant
               men
               at
               Arms
               and
               Roman
               Force
            
             
               Are
               come
               as
               friends
               and
               entred
               in
               our
               List
               ,
            
             
               Who
               '
               i
               st
               that
               can
               approve
               his
               witlesse
               course
               ?
            
             
               Are
               Iland
               Brittaines
               able
               to
               resist
            
             
               Our
               prowesse
               ,
               that
               so
               many
               fields
               have
               won
               ?
            
             
               Assure
               your selves
               his
               glasse
               is
               almost
               run
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               He
               wallowes
               deep
               in
               Riot
               and
               excesse
               ,
            
             
               Not
               like
               a
               Souldier
               but
               a
               Brutish
               Swine
               ;
            
             
               Then
               let
               's
               advance
               with
               wonted
               cheerfulnesse
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Guides
               before
               us
               are
               the
               gods
               Divine
               ;
            
             
               Whom
               to
               dishonour
               he
               so
               false
               hath
               sworn
               ,
            
             
               And
               our
               Erected
               Trophies
               holds
               in
               scorn
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Thus
               having
               said
               ,
               the
               Souldiers
               doe
               proclaime
            
             
               Albinus
               Traytor
               with
               full
               demonstration
               ;
            
             
               He
               gives
               rewards
               now
               having
               hit
               his
               aime
            
             
               Which
               they
               receive
               with
               shouts
               and
               Acclamations
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               Advanc'd
               ,
               concluding
               with
               the
               rest
            
             
               To
               send
               some
               Troopes
               Byzantium
               to
               invest
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               33.
               
            
             
               This
               City
               Nigers
               Souldiers
               held
               that
               fled
               ,
               *
            
             
               A
               Famous
               place
               ,
               by
               Famine
               after
               taken
               ,
            
             
               And
               quite
               defac'd
               when
               they
               had
               lost
               their
               head
               ;
            
             
               Most
               of
               the
               Dwellers
               now
               had
               it
               forsaken
               ,
            
             
               Vassals
               the
               rest
               to
               Perinth
               doe
               Approach
               ,
            
             
               So
               they
               of
               La●dice
               had
               Antioch
               .
            
          
           
             
               34.
               
            
             
               But
               Cities
               he
               repair'd
               that
               Niger
               spoyl'd
               ,
               
            
             
               Then
               hasts
               away
               with
               Souldiers
               blithe
               and
               Jolly
               ,
            
             
               Through
               thick
               and
               thin
               by
               winters
               March
               they
               moyl'd
               ,
            
             
               Not
               resting
               on
               the
               Workday
               or
               the
               Holy
               ;
            
             
               Sometimes
               bare
               headed
               through
               the
               Snow
               he
               toyl'd
            
             
               Though
               some
               perhaps
               might
               think
               it
               was
               a
               folly
               :
            
             
               Yet
               Souldiers
               this
               did
               imitate
               in
               briefe
               ,
            
             
               And
               tooke
               example
               from
               their
               Royall
               Chiefe
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               The
               streights
               Alpine
               he
               sendeth
               Force
               to
               seize
               ,
            
             
               And
               passage
               into
               Italy
               to
               Barr
               ;
            
             
               Albinus
               '
               bides
               secure
               (
               he
               thought
               )
               in
               peace
               ,
            
             
               Till
               rouzed
               with
               the
               noise
               of
               present
               Warr
               ;
            
             
               Then
               of
               his
               Fate
               to
               try
               the
               doubtfull
               Chance
               ,
            
             
               Disbarkt
               an
               Army
               on
               the
               Coast
               of
               France
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               His
               Mandates
               straight
               in
               ev'ry
               Province
               there
            
             
               He
               sends
               about
               to
               call
               him
               to
               his
               aide
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               Name
               the
               most
               part
               kept
               in
               fere
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               other
               some
               unluckily
               obay'd
               :
            
             
               But
               what
               event
               ,
               and
               which
               of
               them
               did
               best
               ,
            
             
               The
               Canto
               next
               ensuing
               will
               digest
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             XI
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               
                 Albinus
                 and
                 Severus
                 fight
                 it
                 out
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Brittaines
                 win
                 by
                 Albine
                 bravely
                 led
                 ;
              
               
                 Yet
                 next
                 Encounter
                 they
                 are
                 put
                 to
                 rout
              
               
                 And
                 
                   Albine
                   Caesar
                
                 shorter
                 by
                 the
                 head
                 :
              
               
                 Severe
                 turns
                 greedy
                 ,
                 fierce
                 as
                 wildest
                 Beast
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 makes
                 his
                 expedition
                 to
                 the
                 East
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               VVEe
               never
               think
               enough
               wee
               doe
               acquire
               ,
            
             
               Such
               is
               the
               nature
               of
               Ambition
               blind
               ▪
            
             
               The
               more
               we
               have
               the
               more
               we
               doe
               desire
               ,
            
             
               A
               vice
               too
               incident
               to
               human
               kind
               ;
            
             
               Example
               store
               we
               have
               in
               ev'ry
               Age
               ,
            
             
               So
               of
               these
               two
               that
               now
               are
               on
               the
               Stage
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Severus
               now
               was
               entred
               into
               Gall
               ,
            
             
               With
               skirmish
               light
               at
               first
               they
               did
               begin
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               soone
               they
               fight
               a
               bloudy
               field
               withall
               ,
            
             
               On
               both
               sides
               to
               Assayle
               they
               never
               lin
               :
            
             
               Of
               Victory
               as
               yet
               there
               was
               no
               signe
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               hard
               to
               say
               to
               whom
               it
               would
               incline
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               The
               Brittaines
               bold
               in
               Arms
               were
               not
               Inferior
               ,
            
             
               They
               stoutly
               fight
               and
               kill
               without
               remorse
               ;
            
             
               The
               wing
               Severus
               charged
               was
               Superior
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               he
               was
               dismounted
               from
               his
               Horse
               :
            
             
               So
               being
               Cumbred
               sore
               with
               dust
               and
               smoak
               ,
            
             
               Was
               forc'd
               at
               length
               to
               quit's
               Imperiall
               *
               Cloak
               ,
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               And
               hide
               himselfe
               ,
               till
               Tydings
               some
               might
               bring
               ,
            
             
               Meane
               while
               the
               Brittaines
               follow
               on
               the
               chase
            
             
               With
               merry
               glee
               ,
               and
               doe
               their
               *
               Paeans
               sing
               ;
            
             
               But
               Laetus
               came
               with
               fresh
               supplies
               in
               place
               ,
            
             
               Then
               at
               them
               once
               againe
               he
               had
               a
               fling
               ,
            
             
               And
               staid
               their
               rage
               ,
               though
               to
               his
               owne
               disgrace
               :
            
             
               Some
               said
               his
               men
               at
               first
               he
               did
               restraine
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               dead
               ,
               that
               Empire
               he
               might
               gaine
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               And
               this
               conceit
               was
               prov'd
               by
               the
               Event
               ;
            
             
               For
               when
               Severus
               got
               his
               former
               State
               ,
            
             
               He
               unbethought
               him
               ,
               and
               for
               Laetus
               sent
               ,
            
             
               To
               take
               his
               head
               for
               what
               he
               did
               of
               late
               :
            
             
               Yet
               first
               this
               set
               the
               Illyrians
               so
               afloat
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               mounts
               againe
               in
               Purple
               Coat
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               The
               Brittaines
               thought
               them
               Masters
               of
               the
               Field
               ,
            
             
               Presuming
               so
               the
               sooner
               to
               *
               disband
               ;
            
             
               But
               now
               their
               Harvest
               little
               Fruit
               doth
               yield
               ,
            
             
               They
               charged
               were
               with
               fresh
               supplies
               at
               hand
               :
            
             
               Lugdanum
               *
               Walls
               that
               they
               might
               not
               be
               kill'd
               ,
            
             
               They
               strive
               to
               reach
               ,
               but
               could
               not
               long
               withstand
               ;
            
             
               Then
               City
               Sackt
               ,
               the
               Souldiers
               that
               were
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Albinus
               head
               Severus
               did
               present
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Two
               Stately
               Trophies
               thus
               in
               East
               and
               North
            
             
               He
               rais'd
               ,
               and
               other
               Deeds
               without
               compare
            
             
               By
               him
               were
               done
               as
               Stories
               make
               it
               forth
               ;
            
             
               Examples
               such
               with
               us
               are
               seen
               but
               rare
               :
            
             
               Not
               Caesar
               ,
               
               
                 Pompey
                 ,
                 Scylla
              
               ,
               or
               great
               Marius
            
             
               For
               speedy
               March
               Excell'd
               ,
               or
               Battels
               furious
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               One
               man
               to
               kill
               three
               Emperours
               Elect
               ,
            
             
               And
               Trained
               Bands
               surprise
               by
               cast
               of
               Wit
               ;
            
             
               To
               keep
               his
               Souldiers
               in
               such
               due
               respect
               ,
            
             
               To
               make
               them
               for
               his
               drifts
               and
               purpose
               fit
               ;
            
             
               For
               Conquest
               great
               and
               skill'd
               in
               ev'ry
               kind
               ,
            
             
               Search
               where
               you
               will
               the
               like
               you
               shall
               not
               find
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Though
               fatall
               Honour
               of
               Albinus
               ceast
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               now
               Severus
               Deeds
               were
               intermixt
            
             
               With
               Indignation
               ,
               fierce
               as
               any
               Beast
               ;
            
             
               He
               caus'd
               his
               head
               to
               be
               on
               Gallowes
               fixt
               ,
            
             
               To
               Rome
               his
               conquest
               he
               inscribed
               hath
               ,
            
             
               To
               Albiu's
               friend
               a
               Postscript
               of
               his
               wrath
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Th'
               Affaires
               in
               Brittaine
               he
               with
               heed
               inclos'd
               ,
            
             
               Two
               Presidents
               he
               leaves
               with
               equall
               part
               ,
            
             
               The
               Gallick
               matters
               likewise
               he
               compos'd
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Strikes
               Albinus
               friends
               unto
               the
               h'art
               ;
            
             
               And
               now
               to
               Rome
               (
               with
               speed
               )
               he
               is
               dispos'd
               ,
            
             
               Where
               many
               moe
               are
               like
               to
               feele
               the
               smart
               :
            
             
               Him
               Commons
               meet
               with
               L●urell
               Acclamation
               ,
            
             
               And
               Senate
               Greet
               with
               fain'd
               Congratulation
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Full
               well
               they
               knew
               his
               Nature
               to
               Oppresse
               ,
            
             
               If
               he
               contrive
               there
               will
               be
               no
               Evasion
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               first
               unto
               the
               gods
               he
               makes
               Addresse
               ,
            
             
               Next
               to
               the
               Palace
               taking
               no
               Occasion
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Largesse
               gives
               ,
               as
               he
               no
               grudg
               had
               borne
               ;
            
             
               To
               Souldiers
               Coyne
               ,
               unto
               the
               Commons
               Corne.
               
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Great
               Priviledge
               he
               to
               the
               Souldier
               gave
               ,
            
             
               Augmenting
               Wheat
               ,
               then
               with
               their
               wives
               to
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               And
               Rings
               to
               weare
               ,
               with
               other
               Jewels
               brave
               ;
            
             
               To
               change
               their
               manly
               diet
               was
               not
               well
               ,
            
             
               What
               care
               they
               now
               their
               Betters
               to
               deprave
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               they
               'l
               mend
               their
               manners
               who
               can
               tell
               :
            
             
               Who
               would
               have
               thought
               a
               man
               of
               his
               Severity
            
             
               Could
               so
               decline
               the
               Militar
               Austerity
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               When
               Fancy
               thus
               had
               led
               him
               to
               Enact
               ,
            
             
               In
               Senate
               he
               ascends
               his
               Princely
               Throne
               ,
            
             
               Albinus
               Friends
               he
               chargeth
               with
               Compact
               ,
            
             
               Unhappy
               they
               ,
               that
               thus
               have
               cause
               to
               moan
               ;
            
             
               Of
               Letters
               sent
               by
               some
               he
               doth
               Produce
               ,
            
             
               And
               other
               some
               he
               blames
               for
               holding
               Truce
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               With
               them
               that
               did
               resist
               him
               in
               the
               East
               :
            
             
               Thus
               quarrels
               picks
               with
               all
               Albinus
               friends
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Peeres
               and
               Nobles
               not
               of
               them
               the
               least
               ,
            
             
               He
               put
               to
               Death
               for
               Avaricious
               Ends
               ;
            
             
               Though
               Candid
               words
               he
               gave
               as
               sweet
               as
               hony
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               perceive
               too
               well
               he
               loved
               mony
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               If
               he
               pretends
               his
               Enemies
               to
               quell
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               Gold
               and
               pelfe
               that
               doth
               his
               rancor
               spur
               ;
            
             
               Though
               he
               in
               Wit
               and
               Valour
               doth
               excell
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Avarice
               doth
               here
               his
               Honour
               blur
               :
            
             
               Great
               slaughter
               this
               his
               Covetise
               did
               move
               ,
            
             
               His
               Government
               was
               more
               of
               Feare
               then
               Love.
               
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Yet
               Popular
               Applause
               he
               seeks
               to
               gaine
               ,
            
             
               Exhibiting
               rare
               Shewes
               of
               ev'ry
               kind
               ;
            
             
               A
               hundred
               wild
               beasts
               often
               times
               are
               slaine
               ,
            
             
               That
               came
               from
               farr
               ,
               to
               please
               the
               peoples
               mind
               :
            
             
               He
               Largesse
               gives
               to
               catch
               them
               in
               a
               Train
               ,
            
             
               With
               Active
               sports
               their
               Votes
               that
               he
               may
               wind
               ,
            
             
               And
               vigils
               some
               like
               Ceres
               have
               I
               *
               seen
               ,
            
             
               With
               Balls
               and
               Masks
               and
               Interludes
               between
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               These
               shewes
               at
               this
               time
               Secular
               they
               Name
               ,
            
             
               Because
               three
               Ages
               us'd
               to
               intervene
               ,
               
            
             
               And
               Bedles
               went
               about
               to
               spread
               the
               Fame
            
             
               Through
               Italy
               the
               People
               to
               convene
               ;
            
             
               For
               that
               their
               years
               would
               let
               them
               know
               no
               more
               ,
            
             
               Or
               were
               they
               born
               to
               see
               the
               like
               before
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               At
               Rome
               he
               staied
               a
               while
               his
               Sons
               to
               State
            
             
               In
               Soveraigne
               Rule
               ,
               that
               after
               him
               must
               rest
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               '
               cause
               with
               Romans
               he
               had
               held
               debate
               ,
            
             
               He
               Triumph'd
               not
               but
               Marched
               to
               the
               East
               :
            
             
               His
               quarrell
               was
               the
               Barb'rous
               folke
               to
               spoyle
               ,
            
             
               That
               had
               with
               N●●●r
               bred
               him
               such
               Turmoyle
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Armenians
               thought
               it
               best
               to
               make
               their
               peace
               ;
            
             
               They
               Hostage
               gave
               and
               store
               of
               mony
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Desiring
               him
               their
               Trespasse
               to
               release
               ,
            
             
               For
               unto
               him
               no
               further
               harm
               they
               meant
               :
            
             
               Augarus
               King
               would
               likewise
               doe
               no
               Domage
               ,
            
             
               But
               Archers
               sent
               assuring
               him
               of
               Homage
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Full
               blithe
               was
               he
               thus
               to
               secure
               Armenia
               ,
            
             
               Away
               he
               marcheth
               making
               short
               Abode
               ,
            
             
               Then
               passing
               by
               the
               Country
               of
               Albania
            
             
               Into
               
                 Arabia
                 Foelix
              
               made
               a
               Rode
               ;
            
             
               Whence
               O'drate
               Herbs
               and
               many
               Fragrant
               Spices
            
             
               Are
               brought
               to
               us
               ,
               as
               rare
               and
               choise
               Delices
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               When
               he
               had
               wasted
               many
               a
               Towne
               and
               Village
               ,
            
             
               None
               being
               able
               to
               resist
               his
               will
               ,
            
             
               To
               Atrae
               came
               with
               store
               of
               Coine
               and
               Pillage
               :
            
             
               This
               City
               standeth
               mounted
               on
               a
               Hill
               ,
            
             
               Well
               fortified
               with
               Bullwark
               and
               with
               Wall
               ,
            
             
               And
               mann'd
               with
               excellent
               Archers
               stout
               and
               tall
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Severus
               then
               incamped
               it
               before
               ,
            
             
               And
               gave
               to
               them
               within
               a
               fierce
               Assault
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Rams
               and
               Warlike
               Engins
               he
               had
               store
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               brave
               resistance
               made
               his
               men
               to
               Halt
               ,
            
             
               Great
               Vollies
               they
               receiv'd
               of
               Shot
               and
               Stones
               ,
            
             
               Some
               kill'd
               outright
               ,
               some
               making
               grievous
               Mo'nes
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Then
               Pots
               they
               fill'd
               with
               little
               Venom'd
               Beasts
               ,
            
             
               And
               o're
               the
               Wall
               upon
               Severians
               flung
               ;
            
             
               Some
               crawled
               on
               the
               Souldiers
               Face
               and
               Breasts
               ,
            
             
               Which
               bite
               and
               hisse
               and
               privily
               them
               stung
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               could
               they
               well
               the
               stifling
               Aire
               endure
               ,
            
             
               The
               Clime
               was
               hot
               and
               bred
               the
               Calenture
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Of
               that
               they
               rather
               dye
               then
               by
               the
               Foe
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               droop
               ,
               this
               was
               a
               lucklesse
               Leaguer
               ;
            
             
               Severus
               thus
               without
               Effect
               did
               goe
               ,
            
             
               In
               all
               his
               Life
               he
               never
               look'd
               so
               Meaguer
               ;
            
             
               He
               Victor
               was
               when
               e're
               he
               struck
               a
               blow
               ,
            
             
               But
               failing
               here
               he
               counts
               himselfe
               a
               Begger
               :
            
             
               And
               now
               he
               thinks
               himselfe
               was
               overcome
               ,
            
             
               Because
               he
               fought
               and
               did
               not
               overcome
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Yet
               Fortune
               soone
               againe
               did
               on
               him
               smile
               ,
            
             
               He
               was
               the
               man
               she
               will
               not
               long
               neglect
               ▪
            
             
               Though
               late
               his
               Hopes
               she
               seemed
               to
               beguile
               ,
            
             
               It
               hapned
               better
               then
               he
               could
               expect
               :
            
             
               His
               men
               inbarqu'd
               ,
               and
               he
               himselfe
               full
               sory
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               fell
               not
               on
               the
               Roman
               Territory
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               As
               was
               (
               no
               doubt
               )
               the
               scope
               of
               his
               intent
               ,
            
             
               Both
               men
               and
               ships
               by
               violence
               so
               harried
            
             
               Neere
               Ctesiphan
               ,
               to
               Parthian
               Banks
               were
               sent
               ,
            
             
               For
               Stormy
               winds
               them
               back
               againe
               had
               carried
               :
            
             
               The
               King
               whereof
               so
               little
               did
               discern
               ,
               
            
             
               He
               thought
               Atraenians
               did
               not
               him
               concern
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Much
               lesse
               he
               look'd
               for
               any
               such
               disaster
               ,
            
             
               For
               Romans
               '
               gainst
               their
               wills
               were
               thither
               driven
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               them
               strive
               to
               get
               a
               shore
               the
               faster
               ;
            
             
               Then
               all
               the
               Plaines
               of
               Cattell
               soone
               were
               shriven
               ,
            
             
               And
               Townes
               were
               burnt
               with
               ravaging
               and
               Spoile
               ,
            
             
               When
               Artaban
               expected
               no
               such
               broile
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               folke
               at
               unawares
               they
               slay
               ,
            
             
               And
               City
               sackt
               ,
               committing
               spoile
               and
               Rape
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Female
               Sex
               and
               Children
               led
               away
               ,
            
             
               The
               King
               with
               Horse
               had
               much
               adoe
               to
               '
               scape
               ;
            
             
               Then
               back
               againe
               they
               goe
               unto
               their
               Ships
               ,
            
             
               But
               first
               his
               house
               of
               Gold
               and
               Jewels
               strips
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               This
               Victory
               not
               got
               by
               choice
               but
               chance
               ,
            
             
               Obtained
               when
               he
               had
               so
               little
               hope
               ;
            
             
               To
               Roman
               Peeres
               his
               Letters
               did
               advance
               ,
            
             
               Which
               signifie
               how
               he
               with
               them
               did
               cope
               :
            
             
               He
               Tables
               sent
               with
               Laurels
               trimly
               dight
               ,
            
             
               To
               represent
               his
               Conquests
               got
               in
               fight
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               And
               hereupon
               the
               Senate
               doe
               decree
            
             
               The
               Sirname
               of
               the
               Nations
               he
               had
               wonn
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               rest
               with
               them
               doe
               well
               agree
               ,
            
             
               Triumphant
               Honors
               unto
               him
               be
               done
               ;
            
             
               But
               how
               he
               came
               ,
               and
               what
               was
               his
               Pretext
               ,
            
             
               Read
               if
               you
               please
               the
               booke
               that
               followes
               next
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             CANTO
             XII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Severe
               in
               Triumph
               enters
               into
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               His
               Sons
               dissent
               ,
               he
               newes
               from
               Brittaine
               heares
               ;
            
             
               The
               Traytor
               Plautian
               had
               a
               rightfull
               Doome
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               dies
               opprest
               with
               griefe
               and
               Feares
               :
            
             
               His
               Reliques
               kept
               when
               he
               of
               life
               did
               fayle
               ,
            
             
               Antonine
               and
               Gete
               out
               of
               Brittaine
               sayle
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               MUst
               Vertue
               needs
               corrupted
               be
               with
               Vice
               ,
            
             
               Some
               say
               indeed
               as
               handmaid
               that
               Attends
               ;
            
             
               And
               here
               we
               see
               Severus
               was
               not
               Nice
            
             
               To
               kill
               and
               Plunder
               all
               Albinus
               Friends
               :
            
             
               Though
               this
               for
               Ancient
               Adage
               seem
               to
               make
               ,
            
             
               Let
               us
               beware
               and
               better
               counsell
               take
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Affaires
               in
               th'
               East
               Severus
               had
               compos'd
               ,
               
            
             
               His
               Sons
               (
               bigg
               youths
               )
               along
               with
               him
               he
               took
               ;
            
             
               With
               sound
               Advice
               good
               Orders
               he
               dispos'd
            
             
               In
               ev'ry
               Province
               and
               in
               ev'ry
               nook
               ;
            
             
               Triumphant
               wise
               the
               Romans
               him
               inclos'd
               ,
            
             
               With
               Presents
               Rich
               much
               more
               then
               he
               did
               looke
               :
            
             
               Then
               he
               againe
               with
               Pageants
               ,
               sports
               and
               Feasts
               .
            
             
               And
               Largesse
               great
               ,
               doth
               grace
               his
               welcome
               guests
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               This
               overpast
               ,
               he
               mindeth
               State
               Affaires
            
             
               For
               many
               yeares
               at
               Rome
               ,
               he
               Liv'd
               in
               quiet
               ,
            
             
               And
               sought
               to
               Traine
               his
               Sons
               that
               were
               his
               heires
               ;
            
             
               But
               they
               corrupted
               by
               the
               Roman
               diet
               ,
            
             
               With
               Playes
               and
               revells
               fall
               into
               excesse
               ,
            
             
               And
               through
               debate
               ,
               from
               vertue
               doe
               digresse
               .
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               They
               first
               dissent
               'bout
               fighting
               Cocks
               and
               Quailes
               ,
            
             
               And
               wrastling
               boyes
               ,
               they
               adverse
               parts
               suborn
               ,
            
             
               When
               e're
               they
               met
               they
               us'd
               to
               turne
               their
               Tailes
               ,
            
             
               And
               at
               the
               length
               each
               other
               flatly
               scorne
               :
            
             
               Inveterate
               Spleen
               no
               longer
               is
               prorogu'd
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               whetted
               on
               by
               Servants
               that
               collogu'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Severus
               yet
               these
               Delators
               did
               quell
               ,
            
             
               And
               said
               to
               Bassian
               ,
               eldest
               Son
               of
               mine
               ,
            
             
               In
               this
               contest
               (
               my
               Child
               )
               you
               doe
               not
               well
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               Mar●●s
               Sirname
               hast
               my
               Antonine
               ;
            
             
               Then
               learn
               of
               him
               to
               shun
               debate
               and
               strife
               ,
            
             
               I
               'le
               chuse
               for
               thee
               a
               faire
               and
               pleasant
               Wife
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               The
               Daughter
               unto
               Plautian
               this
               he
               meant
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               he
               esteemed
               as
               his
               chiefest
               Guard
               ,
               
            
             
               His
               kinsman
               ,
               and
               of
               Africk
               by
               descent
               ,
            
             
               So
               he
               himselfe
               as
               formerly
               you
               heard
               ;
               
            
             
               This
               man
               he
               Captaine
               made
               of
               Trained
               Bands
               ,
            
             
               Who
               at
               the
               first
               had
               neither
               House
               or
               Lands
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               7.
               
            
             
               So
               insolent
               he
               grew
               from
               low
               Degree
               ,
            
             
               In
               rich'd
               with
               Goods
               of
               such
               as
               were
               condemn'd
               ;
            
             
               Beyond
               the
               rest
               most
               impudent
               was
               he
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Peeres
               and
               Nobles
               were
               by
               him
               contemn'd
               ;
            
             
               To
               gaine
               his
               ends
               as
               false
               as
               false
               might
               bee
               ,
            
             
               And
               tide
               of
               Masters
               will
               he
               so
               much
               '
               steem'd
               :
            
             
               His
               Daughter
               wedded
               was
               to
               Elder
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Antonine
               could
               never
               love
               her
               since
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               Nay
               more
               ,
               
               he
               did
               the
               Lady
               so
               despise
               ,
            
             
               That
               oft
               he
               threats
               her
               dearest
               life
               to
               spill
               ;
            
             
               This
               loathed
               match
               did
               so
               much
               him
               disguise
               ,
            
             
               It
               made
               him
               vow
               her
               Father
               eke
               to
               kill
               :
            
             
               Who
               knowing
               well
               he
               was
               a
               desp'rate
               youth
               ,
            
             
               Began
               to
               feare
               it
               might
               be
               so
               insooth
               .
            
          
           
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Resenting
               this
               he
               will
               not
               '
               bide
               the
               check
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               now
               diseased
               was
               and
               old
               ,
            
             
               And
               martiall
               men
               the
               rather
               at
               his
               beck
               ,
            
             
               Excessive
               wealth
               withall
               to
               make
               him
               bold
               ;
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Senate
               highly
               him
               reveres
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Commons
               gracious
               he
               Appe'res
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               A
               Stately
               Garb
               in
               Senatorian
               Robe
               ,
               
            
             
               A
               Sword
               was
               borne
               before
               him
               where
               he
               went
               ,
            
             
               With
               Scepter
               also
               and
               a
               Princely
               Globe
            
             
               He
               doth
               the
               Emp'rours
               Person
               represent
               ;
            
             
               Majestick
               Walke
               to
               make
               the
               people
               feare
               him
               ,
            
             
               Some
               might
               behold
               ,
               but
               very
               few
               come
               neer
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               His
               Ushers
               doe
               proclaime
               how
               all
               that
               meet
               him
            
             
               Shall
               turn
               aside
               ,
               or
               downeward
               they
               must
               looke
               ;
            
             
               Not
               once
               presume
               to
               be
               so
               bold
               as
               greet
               him
               :
            
             
               Severus
               this
               in
               great
               derision
               tooke
               ,
            
             
               And
               him
               Commands
               to
               be
               of
               better
               carriage
               ,
            
             
               Though
               he
               was
               Paranymph
               and
               made
               the
               Marriage
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               12.
               
            
             
               This
               Mandate
               seem'd
               to
               him
               a
               plaine
               Affront
               ,
            
             
               The
               Tribune
               *
               Saturninus
               he
               doth
               call
               ;
            
             
               For
               this
               rebuke
               did
               make
               him
               think
               upon
               't
               ,
            
             
               How
               he
               with
               them
               might
               raise
               a
               suddaine
               bra'll
               :
            
             
               The
               Tribune
               come
               ,
               he
               instantly
               doth
               woe
               him
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               a
               Looke
               compos'd
               thus
               speaketh
               to
               him
               :
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               Now
               is
               the
               time
               for
               you
               to
               consummate
            
             
               The
               Love
               to
               me
               you
               often
               have
               profest
               ;
               
            
             
               And
               for
               your
               merit
               I
               le
               not
               be
               ingrate
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Noble
               Honour
               you
               shall
               be
               possest
               :
            
             
               To
               be
               as
               I
               am
               take
               it
               to
               your
               choyce
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               be
               dead
               obeying
               nor
               my
               voyce
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               The
               Enterprise
               though
               great
               should
               not
               affright
               ,
            
             
               Or
               Emp'rours
               Name
               amate
               a
               Gallant
               mind
               ;
            
             
               Your
               turne
               is
               to
               relieve
               the
               Watch
               this
               Night
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               their
               Beds
               you
               eas'ly
               will
               them
               find
               :
            
             
               You
               may
               from
               me
               contrive
               a
               Message
               Right
               ,
            
             
               Then
               kill
               them
               both
               and
               serve
               them
               in
               their
               kind
               ;
            
             
               For
               man
               or
               boy
               what
               need
               you
               care
               a
               doit
               ,
            
             
               Your
               Honour
               will
               be
               great
               in
               this
               Exploit
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               The
               Tribune
               first
               a
               little
               doth
               demurr
               ,
               
            
             
               A
               Syrian
               born
               of
               wise
               and
               nimble
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               soone
               resolv'd
               to
               make
               but
               little
               slurr
            
             
               Against
               his
               rage
               ,
               but
               on
               his
               journey
               went
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               first
               that
               he
               no
               danger
               might
               incurr
               ,
            
             
               His
               warrant
               he
               beseech'd
               for
               this
               intent
               ,
            
             
               Then
               he
               would
               kill
               them
               both
               that
               stood
               before
               him
               ,
            
             
               Liking
               the
               plot
               as
               Emp'rour
               did
               adore
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               This
               was
               the
               Course
               when
               Tyrants
               did
               Command
               ,
            
             
               To
               kill
               without
               Judiciall
               forme
               of
               Law
               :
            
             
               So
               Plautian
               boldly
               yeelds
               to
               his
               demand
               ,
            
             
               What
               others
               think
               he
               cared
               not
               a
               straw
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               gave
               in
               charge
               when
               this
               was
               done
               withall
               ,
            
             
               He
               might
               have
               Word
               the
               Palace
               to
               forestall
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Or
               else
               perhaps
               when
               it
               was
               nois'd
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               Some
               others
               might
               his
               grand
               Designe
               prevent
               ;
            
             
               The
               Tribune
               therefore
               made
               but
               short
               Aboad
               ,
            
             
               But
               with
               Commission
               on
               his
               errand
               went
               :
            
             
               There
               (
               as
               his
               custome
               was
               )
               he
               walks
               the
               Round
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               still
               he
               thinks
               the
               project
               was
               not
               sound
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               Two
               men
               at
               once
               in
               sev'rall
               place
               to
               kill
               ,
            
             
               He
               could
               not
               once
               conceive
               within
               his
               brest
               ;
            
             
               This
               wicked
               deed
               to
               doe
               he
               had
               no
               will
               ,
            
             
               But
               to
               disclose
               it
               thought
               for
               him
               was
               best
               :
            
             
               When
               at
               the
               doore
               to
               talke
               he
               doth
               begin
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               bids
               the
               Guard
               to
               call
               him
               in
               ;
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Who
               said
               your
               Deaths
               man
               as
               he
               makes
               account
               ,
               
            
             
               That
               sent
               me
               hither
               with
               this
               ready
               knife
               ,
            
             
               I
               come
               ,
               he
               thinks
               ,
               into
               your
               Seat
               to
               mount
               ;
            
             
               But
               I
               my selfe
               resolve
               to
               save
               your
               life
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               Traytor
               Plautian
               seeke
               into
               't
               no
               further
               ,
            
             
               He
               me
               commands
               You
               and
               your
               Son
               to
               murther
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               This
               Scedule
               bids
               you
               may
               believe
               Inditing
               ,
            
             
               You
               cannot
               long
               delay
               without
               your
               danger
               ;
            
             
               I
               undertooke
               to
               bring
               this
               present
               Writing
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               you
               perhaps
               might
               suffer
               by
               a
               Stranger
               :
            
             
               Then
               that
               you
               may
               no
               further
               be
               annoy'd
               ,
            
             
               Bestir
               your selfe
               this
               Traytor
               to
               avoyd
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               On
               Plautians
               trust
               Severus
               much
               rely'd
               ,
            
             
               This
               matter
               is
               said
               he
               by
               fraud
               devis'd
               ;
            
             
               He
               thinks
               his
               Son
               ,
               that
               could
               not
               him
               abide
               ,
            
             
               Had
               fram'd
               it
               thus
               to
               make
               him
               more
               despis'd
               :
            
             
               He
               cals
               the
               Prince
               and
               taxeth
               his
               Delusion
               ,
            
             
               For
               sure
               quoth
               he
               this
               is
               a
               meer
               Illusion
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               22.
               
            
             
               But
               Antonine
               profoundly
               doth
               deny
               it
               ,
            
             
               The
               Tribune
               eke
               produceth
               Plautians
               Warrant
               ;
            
             
               Then
               swore
               the
               Prince
               that
               he
               should
               deare
               abid't
               ,
            
             
               And
               thanks
               the
               Tribune
               for
               his
               Loyall
               Errant
               ;
            
             
               Who
               also
               knew
               he
               must
               make
               good
               his
               Charge
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               them
               both
               he
               doth
               himselfe
               enlarge
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               What
               further
               proofe
               then
               this
               doe
               you
               require
               ,
            
             
               Except
               himself
               should
               Evidence
               the
               same
               ;
            
             
               Which
               if
               you
               please
               I
               humbly
               doe
               desire
            
             
               Some
               trusty
               friend
               may
               call
               him
               in
               my
               Name
               :
            
             
               Then
               you
               shall
               know
               if
               it
               be
               true
               or
               not
               ,
            
             
               So
               all
               be
               husht
               and
               none
               descry
               the
               Plot.
               
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               They
               thus
               agreed
               ,
               there
               goes
               a
               trusty
               Friend
            
             
               Bids
               Plautian
               come
               ,
               for
               Princes
               both
               were
               slain
               ,
            
             
               The
               Palace
               he
               might
               seize
               and
               Throne
               Ascend
               ,
            
             
               Him
               to
               resist
               there
               's
               none
               will
               take
               the
               paine
               :
            
             
               To
               this
               Advise
               he
               willing
               eare
               doth
               lend
               ,
            
             
               The
               Empire
               now
               he
               doubteth
               not
               to
               gaine
               ;
            
             
               Some
               few
               Attendants
               wait
               him
               to
               the
               Court
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               a
               Curaice
               weares
               to
               mend
               the
               sport
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               As
               soone
               as
               come
               he
               past
               the
               Corps
               de
               Guard
               ,
            
             
               Not
               knowing
               yet
               what
               was
               to
               him
               intended
               ;
            
             
               The
               Tribune
               met
               him
               without
               Watch
               or
               Ward
               ,
            
             
               As
               all
               were
               well
               and
               nothing
               could
               be
               mended
               ;
            
             
               And
               seemed
               then
               as
               if
               he
               would
               him
               Lead
            
             
               Where
               he
               had
               throwne
               the
               bodies
               that
               were
               dead
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               Him
               Emp'rour
               he
               saluteth
               for
               the
               nonce
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               bids
               the
               Traytor
               vile
               to
               take
               ,
            
             
               The
               Warders
               then
               fall
               on
               him
               all
               at
               once
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               he
               sees
               his
               Head
               was
               at
               the
               stake
               ;
            
             
               He
               humbly
               prayes
               they
               will
               not
               him
               misdeeme
               ,
            
             
               Or
               let
               this
               plot
               so
               work
               his
               disesteeme
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Sir
               ,
               this
               is
               but
               a
               gull
               and
               cunning
               trick
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               yet
               upbraids
               him
               as
               ingrate
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               againe
               doth
               touch
               him
               to
               the
               quick
               ,
            
             
               Recording
               still
               his
               service
               done
               of
               late
               :
            
             
               In
               Prince
               his
               heart
               some
               pity
               did
               remaine
               ,
            
             
               Till
               that
               his
               Armour
               was
               discerned
               plaine
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Then
               Antonine
               in
               Choler
               soon
               reply'd
               ,
            
             
               For
               simple
               guls
               it
               seems
               you
               doe
               us
               take
               ;
            
             
               He
               bare
               him
               grudg
               and
               could
               not
               him
               abide
               ,
            
             
               Answer
               quoth
               he
               to
               questions
               that
               I
               make
               :
            
             
               Why
               come
               you
               thus
               e're
               we
               for
               you
               have
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Your
               Curace
               shewes
               your
               Traiterous
               Intent
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               With
               that
               the
               Tribune
               he
               commands
               to
               kill
            
             
               This
               Traytor
               base
               ,
               as
               ever
               yet
               was
               born
               ;
            
             
               Both
               he
               and
               all
               the
               rest
               obey
               his
               will
               ,
            
             
               Then
               throw
               his
               Carkase
               out
               of
               doores
               in
               scorn
               :
            
             
               To
               pride
               and
               lucre
               all
               his
               life
               did
               tend
               ,
            
             
               Which
               cut
               him
               short
               and
               caus'd
               this
               shamefull
               end
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Severus
               now
               in
               Suburbs
               spent
               his
               time
               ,
            
             
               Or
               on
               the
               Coast
               *
               intending
               State
               Affaires
               ;
            
             
               His
               Purpose
               and
               his
               Actions
               were
               sublime
               ,
            
             
               To
               breed
               his
               Sons
               that
               were
               to
               be
               his
               heires
               ;
            
             
               Who
               in
               their
               sports
               had
               different
               successe
               ,
            
             
               By
               Parasites
               inflamed
               more
               or
               lesse
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               But
               Antonine
               (
               now
               Plautian
               dead
               )
               in
               Chiefe
            
             
               To
               wife
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               rest
               was
               formidable
               ,
            
             
               Needs
               dye
               shee
               must
               or
               else
               have
               no
               reliefe
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               in
               his
               Garbe
               became
               intolerable
               :
            
             
               Severus
               though
               ,
               to
               her
               and
               hers
               was
               bounteous
               ,
            
             
               Augustus
               *
               like
               to
               Sons
               of
               
                 Mark
                 Antonius
              
            
          
           
             
             
               32.
               
            
             
               And
               now
               he
               sought
               his
               Sons
               to
               reconcile
               ,
            
             
               Acquainting
               them
               with
               Stories
               New
               and
               Old
               ;
            
             
               How
               Brothers
               Jarr'd
               and
               did
               themselves
               begi'le
               ;
            
             
               He
               also
               shew'd
               them
               Temples
               full
               of
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               Which
               soone
               would
               wast
               and
               Fortune
               leave
               to
               smile
               ,
            
             
               If
               they
               observe
               not
               what
               to
               them
               he
               told
               :
            
             
               His
               men
               of
               Arms
               and
               all
               that
               he
               had
               wrought
               ,
            
             
               (
               If
               they
               dissent
               )
               he
               said
               would
               come
               to
               nought
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               Sometimes
               he
               smiles
               ,
               sometimes
               he
               reprehends
               ,
            
             
               But
               yet
               his
               Sons
               persever
               worse
               and
               worse
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Sycophants
               for
               base
               ,
               unworthy
               ends
               ,
            
             
               In
               Quarrells
               ,
               Lusts
               ,
               and
               Idlenesse
               them
               nurse
               :
            
             
               Though
               some
               had
               hire
               according
               to
               their
               merit
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               yet
               had
               Anguish
               great
               of
               Spirit
               ;
            
          
           
             
               34.
               
            
             
               Which
               to
               Augment
               there
               newes
               from
               Brittane
               came
               ,
            
             
               By
               Letters
               sent
               to
               him
               from
               his
               Viceroy
               ,
            
             
               How
               that
               the
               Barb'rous
               People
               play
               their
               game
               ,
            
             
               And
               Pillage
               Planters
               to
               their
               sore
               Annoy
               :
            
             
               This
               to
               prevent
               he
               wils
               him
               send
               more
               Forces
               ,
            
             
               Or
               come
               himselfe
               with
               armed
               men
               and
               Horses
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               Though
               Newes
               were
               sharp
               Severus
               was
               not
               sad
               ,
            
             
               Inclining
               still
               to
               Honour
               and
               to
               Action
               ,
            
             
               But
               of
               this
               opportunity
               was
               glad
            
             
               To
               weane
               his
               Sons
               from
               Riot
               and
               from
               Faction
               ;
            
             
               For
               Rome
               delights
               and
               sports
               with
               them
               in
               ure
               ,
            
             
               He
               meant
               a
               Souldiers
               life
               they
               should
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               For
               journey
               then
               ,
               now
               he
               is
               old
               and
               Gouty
               ,
            
             
               He
               straight
               prepares
               ,
               though
               carried
               in
               a
               Litter
               ;
            
             
               The
               younger
               sort
               were
               not
               more
               quick
               or
               doughty
               ,
            
             
               Though
               some
               might
               think
               him
               for
               a
               pallat
               fitter
               :
            
             
               Yet
               with
               his
               Sons
               the
               businesse
               so
               contriv'd
               ,
            
             
               He
               (
               ere
               they
               look't
               )
               on
               Brittish
               shore
               Arriv'd
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               37.
               
            
             
               The
               Brittanes
               started
               doe
               their
               Agents
               send
               ,
            
             
               But
               found
               delay
               and
               went
               without
               dispatch
               :
            
             
               Their
               former
               faults
               they
               gladly
               would
               amend
               ,
            
             
               No
               will
               they
               have
               to
               meet
               with
               such
               a
               Match
               :
            
             
               But
               he
               from
               them
               a
               Sirname
               meanes
               to
               carry
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               that
               end
               he
               and
               his
               Souldiers
               tarry
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               It
               seems
               this
               soyle
               was
               full
               of
               Boggy
               Pens
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               Bridges
               make
               for
               want
               of
               ground
               ,
            
             
               And
               thence
               they
               think
               to
               chase
               them
               from
               their
               Dens
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               by
               fighting
               give
               them
               many
               a
               wound
               :
            
             
               These
               Brittaines
               were
               a
               People
               rude
               and
               Naked
               ,
            
             
               And
               eat
               raw
               flesh
               as
               oft
               as
               rost
               or
               baked
               .
               
            
          
           
             
               39.
               
            
             
               About
               their
               necks
               they
               Rings
               of
               Iron
               weare
               ,
            
             
               As
               Easterne
               Barb'rous
               People
               doe
               of
               Gold
               ;
            
             
               Their
               pounc'd
               and
               painted
               bodies
               doe
               appeare
            
             
               More
               furious
               when
               their
               Foes
               doe
               them
               behold
               ;
            
             
               For
               Caske
               or
               Curaee
               they
               nor
               care
               or
               feare
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               are
               with
               *
               Pike
               and
               Target
               fierce
               and
               bold
               :
            
             
               From
               Pooles
               and
               Fens
               the
               Foggy
               Vapours
               fly
               ,
            
             
               Which
               alwayes
               makes
               a
               dark
               and
               cloudy
               Sky
               .
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               Severus
               now
               had
               all
               things
               he
               desir'd
               ,
            
             
               To
               further
               his
               ,
               and
               Barb'rous
               folke
               annoy
               ;
            
             
               At
               York
               to
               guide
               he
               Geta
               then
               requir'd
               ,
            
             
               He
               was
               a
               stripling
               and
               his
               yongest
               boy
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               Councell
               grave
               he
               did
               to
               him
               assigne
               ,
            
             
               And
               tooke
               with
               him
               his
               eldest
               Antonine
               .
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               When
               they
               had
               past
               the
               Bounds
               and
               River
               Banks
               ,
            
             
               They
               skirmish
               light
               and
               often
               got
               the
               better
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               the
               Woods
               and
               Bogs
               their
               men
               disranks
               ,
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               People
               were
               not
               much
               their
               Debter
               :
            
             
               Their
               safe
               Retreits
               serv'd
               them
               the
               Warr
               to
               spin
               ,
               
            
             
               The
               Romans
               Lose
               as
               oft
               as
               they
               did
               win
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               42.
               
            
             
               Severus
               being
               sick
               with
               Age
               and
               faint
               ,
            
             
               Left
               Antonine
               to
               prosecute
               the
               Warr
               ;
            
             
               But
               he
               fond
               youth
               his
               Honour
               foul
               did
               taint
               ,
            
             
               And
               through
               neglect
               doth
               all
               the
               matter
               marr
               :
            
             
               His
               Brother
               he
               despis'd
               ,
               and
               sick
               of
               Father
               ,
            
             
               To
               get
               the
               Soveraigne
               Rule
               aspired
               rather
               .
            
          
           
             
               43.
               
            
             
               Physitians
               he
               Accus'd
               of
               much
               Delay
               ,
            
             
               His
               Fathers
               Death
               to
               heare
               he
               would
               be
               faine
               ;
            
             
               And
               dealt
               with
               them
               to
               make
               him
               soon
               away
               ,
            
             
               The
               place
               he
               said
               doth
               sole
               to
               me
               pertaine
               :
            
             
               This
               brave
               old
               man
               as
               Stories
               tell
               in
               Briefe
               ,
               
            
             
               Expired
               not
               so
               much
               with
               Age
               as
               griefe
            
          
           
             
               44.
               
            
             
               A
               Famous
               man
               ,
               and
               Victor
               over
               more
               ,
            
             
               In
               Civill
               broyles
               and
               Countryes
               far
               Abroad
               ,
            
             
               Then
               any
               Emp'rour
               that
               was
               him
               before
               ;
            
             
               He
               Left
               his
               Sons
               of
               Treasure
               many
               a
               Load
               ,
            
             
               With
               Souldiers
               eke
               most
               skilfull
               in
               their
               Trade
               ,
            
             
               But
               Antonine
               (
               now
               Chiefe
               )
               great
               Havock
               made
               .
            
          
           
             
               45.
               
            
             
               He
               first
               began
               to
               bath
               his
               hands
               in
               Blood
               ;
            
             
               Physitians
               and
               his
               foster
               Father
               eke
               ,
            
             
               That
               had
               his
               frenzy
               formerly
               withstood
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Goods
               and
               Lives
               they
               soone
               were
               both
               to
               seeke
               :
            
             
               That
               he
               might
               Raigne
               alone
               without
               another
               ,
            
             
               He
               brib'd
               the
               Souldiers
               to
               depose
               his
               Brother
               .
            
          
           
             
               46.
               
            
             
               But
               herein
               they
               deserved
               great
               Applause
               ,
            
             
               That
               hands
               upon
               this
               Bargaine
               would
               not
               strike
               ;
            
             
               For
               in
               the
               Fathers
               will
               there
               was
               a
               Clause
            
             
               That
               both
               of
               them
               should
               Honour
               have
               alike
               :
            
             
               Then
               Peace
               he
               made
               when
               Words
               were
               light
               as
               Corke
               ,
            
             
               His
               Mother
               and
               his
               Brother
               were
               at
               York
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               47.
               
            
             
               To
               them
               he
               goes
               ,
               and
               being
               altogether
               ,
            
             
               The
               Empresse
               and
               the
               Lords
               for
               State
               Affaires
            
             
               Endevoured
               Discontent
               should
               hap
               to
               neither
            
             
               Of
               these
               two
               Brothers
               ,
               now
               the
               Fathers
               Heires
               ;
            
             
               No
               remedy
               I
               see
               ,
               quoth
               Antonine
               ,
            
             
               But
               to
               Accord
               ,
               thus
               crost
               in
               my
               Designe
               .
            
          
           
             
               48.
               
            
             
               Then
               both
               the
               Brothers
               ,
               equall
               now
               in
               Power
               ,
            
             
               For
               Rome
               prepare
               ,
               and
               carry
               Fathers
               bones
               ;
            
             
               Where
               they
               arrived
               in
               a
               lucky
               hower
               ,
            
             
               To
               place
               in
               Sacred
               Sepulchre
               of
               Stones
               :
            
             
               As
               Victors
               first
               they
               Marched
               thorow
               Gall
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               life
               and
               death
               you
               see
               withall
               .
            
          
           
             The
             End
             of
             the
             Third
             Book
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           
             CANTO
             XIII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Two
               Emp'rours
               next
               doe
               enter
               Rome
               in
               state
               ,
            
             
               Severus
               deified
               ,
               and
               Funerall
               shew
               ,
            
             
               Parting
               the
               Empire
               through
               a
               deadly
               hate
               ,
            
             
               Th'
               Empresse
               forbids
               ,
               
                 Antonine
                 Geta
              
               slew
               ;
            
             
               He
               Cruell
               is
               ,
               both
               prodigall
               and
               Savadge
               ,
            
             
               And
               of
               the
               German
               Souldiers
               learns
               to
               Ravadge
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               VVHat
               was
               thy
               fall
               O
               Lucifer
               but
               pride
               ;
            
             
               Was
               't
               not
               enough
               that
               thou
               thy selfe
               transgrest
               ,
            
             
               But
               both
               the
               Sire
               and
               Brothers
               to
               divide
               ,
            
             
               And
               Murther
               too
               a
               Crime
               by
               thee
               profest
               ;
            
             
               Thus
               puft
               with
               pride
               to
               kill
               about
               a
               Crowne
               ,
            
             
               Much
               better
               lost
               or
               spurned
               up
               and
               downe
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               Princes
               and
               their
               Mother
               goe
               to
               Rome
            
             
               With
               jarrs
               and
               fresh
               debate
               ,
               what
               ere
               she
               said
               ,
            
             
               To
               eat
               together
               once
               they
               will
               not
               come
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Poyson'd
               Cups
               were
               both
               alike
               afraid
               :
            
             
               The
               Palace
               (
               once
               at
               Rome
               )
               is
               wide
               and
               vast
               ,
            
             
               There
               to
               divide
               they
               make
               the
               greater
               Hast
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               They
               thither
               come
               then
               ,
               as
               the
               Custome
               was
               ,
            
             
               With
               Laurels
               ,
               People
               welcome
               them
               and
               Peeres
               ;
            
             
               The
               Emp'rours
               formost
               of
               them
               all
               doe
               passe
            
             
               In
               Purple
               Robes
               ,
               and
               seem'd
               to
               shed
               some
               Teares
               ;
            
             
               Next
               after
               them
               ,
               according
               to
               their
               Turne
               ,
            
             
               The
               Consuls
               march
               bearing
               Severus
               Urne
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               In
               Pompous
               State
               they
               doe
               this
               Urn
               in-shrine
               ,
            
             
               With
               Marcus
               deare
               amongst
               the
               Emp'rours
               best
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               Temple
               did
               their
               Rites
               divine
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               the
               Palace
               Princes
               went
               to
               rest
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               severall
               Guards
               and
               severall
               Lodgings
               ●●ose
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               doores
               betwixt
               securely
               close
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               They
               shew'd
               themselves
               but
               to
               content
               the
               People
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               their
               meeting
               at
               the
               Common
               Gate
               ;
            
             
               They
               both
               were
               stiffe
               as
               any
               Wall
               or
               steeple
               ,
            
             
               Which
               now
               the
               Romans
               greatly
               wonder
               at
               :
            
             
               Their
               Semblance
               yet
               each
               other
               did
               but
               threat
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Fathers
               Name
               was
               deifi'd
               compleat
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               In
               that
               the
               Brothers
               were
               no
               whit
               at
               odds
               ,
            
             
               This
               solemne
               Rite
               inviting
               them
               to
               pity
               ,
            
             
               The
               Romans
               call
               it
               placing
               with
               the
               gods
               ,
            
             
               Which
               first
               begins
               with
               mourning
               o're
               the
               City
               ;
            
             
               The
               Corps
               in
               Sumptuous
               manner
               once
               interr'd
               ,
            
             
               The
               Stately
               shew
               no
               Longer
               is
               deferr'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               An
               Ivory
               *
               Bed
               o're
               spread
               with
               Cloth
               of
               Gold
            
             
               In
               Palace
               Porch
               Erected
               is
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               Which
               mournefully
               spectators
               doe
               behold
               ,
            
             
               A
               waxen
               Image
               of
               the
               Prince
               doth
               lie
               :
            
             
               On
               one
               side
               sit
               the
               Noble
               Lords
               in
               black
               ,
            
             
               And
               o're
               against
               faire
               Ladies
               doe
               not
               lack
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               But
               they
               in
               white
               according
               to
               the
               guise
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               for
               a
               weeke
               they
               Cherish
               him
               and
               Nurse
               ;
            
             
               And
               often
               come
               Physitians
               that
               are
               wise
               ,
            
             
               Who
               doe
               conclude
               the
               Patient
               worse
               and
               worse
               :
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               seemeth
               dead
               to
               all
               Beholders
               ,
            
             
               Young
               Knights
               and
               Gallants
               take
               him
               on
               their
               shoulders
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               And
               carry
               him
               along
               the
               Sacred
               Street
               ,
            
             
               Unto
               the
               place
               where
               stands
               the
               Ancient
               Forum
               ,
            
             
               The
               Magistrates
               and
               Senators
               him
               meet
               ,
            
             
               On
               Scaffolds
               built
               the
               people
               all
               deplore
               him
               ;
            
             
               Then
               quire
               of
               Boys
               and
               Ladies
               sighing
               Welody
               ,
            
             
               With
               Hymns
               and
               Paeans
               making
               dolefull
               Melody
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               This
               done
               ,
               the
               Bed
               they
               take
               to
               Mars
               his
               Field
               ,
            
             
               And
               there
               a
               Structure
               make
               quadrangle-wise
               ,
            
             
               Then
               many
               Lesser
               Circ'led
               Roomes
               they
               build
               ,
            
             
               Dry
               wood
               within
               ,
               without
               it
               is
               their
               guise
               ;
            
             
               Rich
               Tapestry
               and
               Pictures
               seene
               ,
               but
               seil'd
            
             
               With
               Ivory
               statues
               of
               a
               comely
               Sise
               :
            
             
               To
               that
               you
               may
               this
               Building
               well
               compare
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Ships
               to
               Harbot
               guide
               is
               call'd
               a
               Phare
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               The
               Bed
               brought
               in
               they
               throw
               in
               heaps
               of
               Spice
            
             
               And
               Odours
               sweet
               the
               best
               the
               Earth
               Affords
               ,
            
             
               Herbs
               ,
               Fragrant
               Fruits
               ,
               Gums
               ,
               Arabicke
               and
               *
               Nice
               ,
            
             
               The
               Provinces
               and
               Cities
               search
               their
               Hoards
               ;
            
             
               Which
               Persons
               great
               Ambitious
               are
               to
               send
               ,
            
             
               As
               Presents
               choyce
               to
               dignifie
               his
               end
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               When
               they
               had
               rais'd
               this
               Aromatick
               Pile
               ,
            
             
               The
               Knightly
               Orders
               mount
               on
               Gallant
               Steeds
               ,
            
             
               Then
               prance
               and
               wheele
               about
               this
               Princely
               I
               le
               ,
            
             
               Performing
               many
               brave
               and
               Active
               Deeds
               :
            
             
               And
               farther
               yet
               to
               grace
               this
               Masse
               of
               Treasures
               ,
            
             
               They
               joyn
               in
               fides
               to
               dance
               the
               Pyrrhick
               *
               Measure
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               And
               Charioters
               'bout
               the
               Frame
               doe
               ride
               ,
            
             
               Bearing
               the
               Roman
               Worthies
               Represents
               ;
            
             
               Then
               Fire
               with
               Torch
               is
               set
               on
               every
               side
            
             
               By
               him
               that
               for
               the
               Empire
               next
               indents
               ;
            
             
               An
               Eagle
               eke
               from
               Turret
               Top
               doth
               slide
               ,
            
             
               When
               Herbs
               and
               Spices
               burn
               with
               Fragrant
               Sents
               :
            
             
               The
               Romans
               think
               she
               carries
               up
               his
               Soule
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               Adore
               ,
               and
               '
               mongst
               the
               gods
               Enroule
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               This
               done
               ,
               the
               Brothers
               home
               againe
               returne
               ,
            
             
               But
               eftsoons
               fall
               into
               their
               deadly
               feud
               ;
            
             
               Worse
               Flame
               then
               erst
               within
               their
               bosoms
               burne
               ,
            
             
               And
               utterly
               their
               better
               part
               subdu'd
               :
            
             
               The
               things
               that
               either
               side
               would
               have
               in
               Action
               ,
            
             
               To
               such
               as
               Lov'd
               them
               both
               were
               great
               distraction
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Most
               part
               to
               Geta
               ,
               gentle
               youth
               inclin'd
               ,
            
             
               Because
               he
               Learning
               lov'd
               and
               manly
               Art
               ;
            
             
               But
               Antonine
               they
               knew
               of
               stubborn
               mind
               ,
            
             
               And
               would
               because
               of
               many
               broken
               Hart
               :
            
             
               Their
               Mother
               seeing
               them
               at
               such
               Discord
               ,
            
             
               Assay'd
               in
               vaine
               to
               bring
               them
               to
               Accord
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               They
               now
               resolve
               the
               Empire
               to
               divide
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               one
               by
               th'
               other
               might
               be
               Circumvented
               ;
            
             
               This
               was
               debated
               by
               their
               Mothers
               side
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Counsellors
               and
               Kinsmen
               eke
               convented
               :
            
             
               Then
               they
               to
               
                 Geta
                 Asia
              
               doe
               Assigne
               ,
            
             
               And
               Europe
               fell
               in
               share
               to
               Antonine
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Their
               Camps
               at
               Chalcedon
               and
               *
               Bizance
               should
            
             
               Each
               other
               face
               ,
               and
               both
               the
               Frontiers
               keep
               ;
            
             
               The
               passage
               so
               they
               may
               defend
               and
               hold
               ,
            
             
               That
               neither
               into
               others
               part
               doe
               creep
               :
            
             
               Alexand'r
               or
               Antioch
               for
               Counsell
               one
               ,
            
             
               In
               Rome
               the
               others
               shall
               recide
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               
                 Numidian
                 Moores
              
               that
               lie
               upon
               the
               South
               ,
            
             
               To
               
                 Anton
                 '
              
               fell
               ,
               Geta
               in
               the
               Orient
               .
            
             
               While
               thus
               ,
               their
               Mother
               came
               with
               open
               mouth
               ,
            
             
               And
               said
               ,
               my
               Sons
               I
               am
               not
               so
               content
               ;
            
             
               If
               you
               so
               soone
               can
               part
               both
               Sea
               and
               Land
               ,
            
             
               Divide
               me
               too
               and
               kill
               me
               out
               of
               hand
               ,
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Each
               take
               a
               part
               of
               me
               and
               glut
               his
               Will.
            
             
               This
               said
               ,
               with
               many
               Teares
               she
               claspt
               them
               both
               ,
            
             
               Who
               now
               began
               to
               think
               they
               had
               done
               ill
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               offend
               her
               seemed
               very
               loth
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Counsell
               then
               was
               presently
               dismist
               ,
            
             
               And
               both
               content
               at
               this
               time
               to
               desist
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Yet
               hope
               of
               Reconcilement
               there
               was
               none
               ,
            
             
               In
               all
               Elections
               diff'rent
               sides
               preferr'd
               ;
            
             
               And
               such
               as
               for
               Redresse
               did
               make
               their
               mone
               ,
            
             
               More
               partially
               then
               justly
               were
               deferr'd
               :
            
             
               Yea
               at
               their
               Sports
               they
               contraries
               maintain
               ,
            
             
               And
               sought
               their
               Cooks
               and
               Cupbearers
               to
               traine
               ,
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               With
               promise
               Large
               to
               poyson
               Sauce
               or
               Cup.
            
             
               Yet
               howsoe're
               this
               Bargaine
               they
               respect
               ,
            
             
               Such
               care
               is
               had
               when
               they
               doe
               dine
               and
               Sup
               ,
            
             
               This
               drift
               of
               theirs
               not
               yet
               could
               take
               effect
               ;
            
             
               When
               Antonine
               thus
               mist
               by
               plots
               and
               Charms
               ,
            
             
               He
               kill'd
               his
               Brother
               in
               his
               Mothers
               Arms.
               
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               When
               this
               was
               done
               he
               runs
               and
               cri'd
               amaine
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               himselfe
               were
               likely
               to
               be
               kill'd
               ;
            
             
               With
               help
               of
               Guard
               the
               Camp
               he
               did
               obtaine
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               knew
               not
               yet
               what
               bloud
               was
               spill'd
               :
            
             
               There
               Images
               were
               kept
               of
               Veneration
               ,
            
             
               'Fore
               whom
               he
               fals
               with
               thanks
               for
               Preservation
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               all
               Amaz'd
               unto
               him
               flock
               ,
            
             
               Some
               spake
               their
               minde
               ,
               and
               some
               upon
               him
               gaped
               ;
            
             
               But
               then
               to
               let
               them
               know
               he
               did
               not
               mock
               ,
            
             
               Discover'd
               plaine
               how
               narrowly
               he
               '
               scaped
               :
            
             
               In
               sad
               Conflict
               some
               tooke
               their
               latest
               groane
               ,
            
             
               Prais'd
               be
               his
               Fate
               he
               Emp'rour
               was
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               This
               Speech
               of
               his
               a
               little
               was
               distracted
               ,
            
             
               To
               stop
               their
               mouths
               he
               double
               Largesse
               gave
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               they
               weigh
               not
               much
               what
               he
               had
               Acted
               ,
            
             
               But
               mony
               tooke
               such
               store
               as
               they
               would
               have
               ;
            
             
               By
               this
               exploit
               he
               all
               in
               pieces
               tears
            
             
               The
               Treasure
               Father
               got
               in
               eighteen
               years
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               A
               Traytor
               now
               young
               Geta
               must
               be
               thought
               ,
            
             
               In
               Temple
               thus
               this
               night
               he
               him
               secur'd
               ,
            
             
               The
               Coine
               the
               Souldiers
               had
               their
               Lesson
               taught
               ,
            
             
               Of
               double
               Guards
               they
               Antonine
               assur'd
               ;
            
             
               Through
               City
               then
               to
               th'
               Senate
               he
               makes
               way
               ,
            
             
               Desiring
               them
               to
               heare
               what
               he
               could
               say
               :
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               I
               know
               Domestick
               Murther
               hath
               a
               Brute
            
             
               Whereby
               the
               Most
               such
               Actors
               doe
               maligne
               ,
               
            
             
               Though
               he
               that
               's
               vanquish'd
               doe
               receive
               the
               fruite
            
             
               Which
               must
               of
               Force
               be
               done
               to
               him
               condigne
               ;
            
             
               And
               such
               as
               are
               not
               Partiall
               and
               self-will'd
               ,
            
             
               Doe
               know
               't
               is
               better
               kill
               then
               to
               be
               kill'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Besides
               ,
               if
               one
               to
               Cowardise
               be
               bent
               ,
            
             
               And
               seeke
               by
               poyson
               to
               Effect
               his
               mind
               ,
            
             
               The
               other
               brave
               as
               proves
               by
               the
               Event
               ,
            
             
               What
               else
               doth
               he
               but
               serve
               him
               in
               his
               kind
               ;
            
             
               That
               he
               against
               me
               hath
               such
               practise
               wrought
               ,
            
             
               For
               you
               to
               know
               I
               have
               his
               servants
               brought
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Their
               owne
               Confessions
               will
               the
               matter
               cleare
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               in
               Mothers
               sight
               could
               not
               refraine
               ,
            
             
               But
               he
               with
               more
               did
               put
               my
               life
               in
               feare
               ,
            
             
               'T
               is
               not
               deni'd
               I
               have
               him
               justly
               slaine
               :
            
             
               How
               others
               did
               like
               mischiefe
               thus
               prevent
               ,
            
             
               I
               can
               recite
               you
               many
               a
               President
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               First
               founder
               of
               our
               City
               Romulus
            
             
               His
               Brother
               quell'd
               ,
               who
               his
               endeavours
               Jeer'd
               :
            
             
               Nero
               omit
               Brother
               to
               Germanicus
               ,
            
             
               Domitian
               eke
               who
               Brother
               Titus
               fear'd
               ;
            
             
               Phylosophick
               Marcus
               of
               deare
               accounpt
            
             
               Dispatched
               Son
               *
               Lucius
               for
               his
               late
               Affront
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               So
               I
               my selfe
               by
               juster
               vindication
            
             
               Prevented
               poyson
               from
               a
               deadly
               Foe
               ,
            
             
               Thank
               you
               the
               gods
               then
               for
               my
               preservation
               ;
            
             
               Examine
               these
               if
               this
               be
               true
               or
               no
               ,
            
             
               To
               Govern
               so
               is
               my
               determination
               ,
            
             
               That
               quietly
               you
               may
               both
               come
               and
               goe
               :
            
             
               As
               Jupiter
               doth
               other
               gods
               exceed
               ,
            
             
               So
               Emp'rour
               one
               '
               mongst
               men
               is
               like
               decreed
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               This
               said
               in
               Rage
               on
               Fathers
               Friends
               he
               frown'd
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Senate
               left
               with
               pale
               and
               ghastly
               looke
               ;
            
             
               To
               Court
               he
               hurries
               ,
               where
               he
               threw
               to
               ground
               ,
            
             
               And
               Brothers
               Servants
               kill'd
               in
               ev'ry
               nooke
               :
            
             
               For
               Officers
               ,
               yea
               Infants
               he
               inquir'd
               ,
            
             
               Who
               out
               of
               Doors
               were
               thrown
               on
               heaps
               and
               fir'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Unhappy
               they
               that
               knew
               of
               Get's
               Affaires
               ,
               
            
             
               For
               all
               of
               them
               were
               put
               unto
               the
               Sword
               ;
            
             
               Wrastlers
               ,
               Char'oters
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               players
            
             
               That
               him
               delighted
               by
               their
               Deed
               or
               Word
               ,
            
             
               And
               wealthy
               Senators
               he
               also
               slew
               ,
            
             
               That
               Brothers
               Friends
               were
               either
               old
               or
               new
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               An
               Aged
               Woman
               Commodus
               his
               Sister
               ,
            
             
               Was
               Honour'd
               much
               as
               she
               was
               Marcus
               Daughter
               :
            
             
               Because
               she
               with
               his
               Mother
               wept
               and
               kist
               her
               ,
            
             
               'T
               was
               Crime
               enough
               to
               bring
               her
               to
               the
               Slaughter
               :
            
             
               His
               Wife
               he
               kill'd
               that
               little
               harme
               had
               done
               ,
            
             
               With
               Severus
               and
               Pertinax
               his
               Son.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               Lucilla's
               *
               Son
               and
               all
               the
               Royall
               Bloud
               ,
            
             
               With
               Presidents
               ,
               he
               kill'd
               ,
               and
               Procurators
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               that
               erst
               for
               Brother
               Geta
               stood
               ,
            
             
               Or
               any
               waies
               his
               Favorites
               or
               Fautors
               ;
            
             
               Whole
               nights
               to
               kill
               and
               slay
               he
               did
               not
               stick
               ,
            
             
               And
               buried
               eke
               the
               vestall
               Virgins
               quick
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               At
               Last
               ,
               to
               make
               his
               Cruelty
               the
               more
               ,
            
             
               At
               *
               Circen
               sports
               where
               he
               himselfe
               was
               set
               ,
            
             
               A
               deed
               was
               done
               like
               never
               was
               before
               ,
            
             
               His
               Souldiers
               kill'd
               Spectators
               that
               were
               met
               :
            
             
               A
               Chari'ter
               some
               silently
               did
               scoff
               ,
            
             
               This
               was
               pretence
               enough
               to
               cut
               them
               off
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               Thus
               having
               plai'd
               these
               mad
               and
               Div'lish
               prancks
               ,
            
             
               Perhaps
               some
               guilt
               of
               Concience
               might
               him
               sting
               ,
            
             
               Upstarts
               as
               one
               expecting
               little
               Thanks
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               North
               he
               now
               will
               have
               a
               fling
               ;
            
             
               E're
               Long
               he
               did
               Arrive
               on
               Ister
               Banks
               ,
            
             
               That
               better
               in
               a
               Rope
               deserv'd
               to
               swing
               :
            
             
               Sometimes
               at
               Race
               ,
               sometime
               in
               Chasing
               Beast
               ;
            
             
               Sometime
               in
               Judgment
               sate
               ,
               but
               that
               the
               Least
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               This
               People
               he
               Accounts
               his
               fellow
               Souldiers
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               his
               Guard
               the
               strongest
               of
               them
               chose
               ;
            
             
               Off
               Cast
               the
               Roman
               habit
               from
               his
               Shoulders
               ,
            
             
               And
               Cassocks
               wore
               with
               Silver
               Trim'd
               like
               those
               ;
            
             
               Then
               yellow
               Perwig
               of
               the
               German
               Fashion
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               him
               deare
               to
               them
               in
               Estimation
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               Nor
               did
               the
               Roman
               Army
               this
               disgust
               ,
            
             
               Because
               he
               was
               in
               gifts
               (
               to
               them
               )
               profuse
               ,
            
             
               And
               often
               labour'd
               with
               them
               in
               the
               dust
               ,
            
             
               And
               digg'd
               and
               delv'd
               in
               Trenches
               for
               their
               use
               ;
            
             
               Then
               Bridges
               built
               and
               Stones
               and
               Morter
               carry
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               he
               were
               a
               Workman
               Manuary
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               39.
               
            
             
               He
               Junkets
               left
               and
               sparing
               was
               of
               Diet
               ,
            
             
               Contenting
               him
               with
               woodden
               Cups
               and
               Platters
               ,
            
             
               And
               fellow
               Souldier
               was
               to
               him
               more
               quiet
            
             
               Then
               Princely
               state
               ,
               he
               thought
               of
               no
               suc●
               matters
               :
            
             
               A
               little
               Wheat
               he
               tooke
               to
               knead
               in
               Cakes
            
             
               One
               to
               suffice
               ,
               that
               in
               the
               Embers
               bakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               Thus
               for
               a
               while
               he
               quiet
               as
               a
               Loach
            
             
               Disdained
               not
               with
               them
               to
               goe
               on
               Foot
               ;
            
             
               He
               rarely
               rid
               on
               Horsback
               or
               in
               Coach
               ,
            
             
               His
               Arms
               he
               bore
               most
               willingly
               to
               boot
               :
            
             
               Th'
               Imperiall
               Standard
               also
               he
               would
               carry
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               the
               strongest
               Bearer
               often
               weary
               .
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               Then
               of
               a
               Souldier
               good
               ,
               and
               Brave
               Commander
               ,
            
             
               With
               Barb'rous
               people
               thus
               he
               got
               a
               Name
               ;
            
             
               And
               marvell
               much
               it
               was
               to
               a
               By-Stander
               ,
            
             
               How
               such
               a
               timbred
               man
               should
               doe
               the
               same
               :
            
             
               But
               of
               the
               rest
               if
               you
               delight
               to
               heare
               ,
            
             
               The
               Canto
               next
               will
               make
               it
               soone
               appear
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             XIV
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Anton
               '
               of
               Achilles
               and
               Alexander
            
             
               Will
               act
               the
               part
               ,
               and
               offer
               at
               their
               shrine
               ;
            
             
               To
               quarrell
               ,
               Massacre
               and
               woe
               doth
               wander
               ,
            
             
               Great
               Parthia's
               Daughter
               serves
               him
               to
               combine
            
             
               More
               murther
               yet
               ,
               he
               conjures
               and
               is
               slain
               ,
            
             
               Macrinus
               chose
               ,
               great
               fight
               ,
               and
               Peace
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               MAlitious
               Pride
               why
               dost
               thou
               still
               outrage
               ,
            
             
               By
               thy
               suggest
               was
               Abel
               kill'd
               of
               Cain
               ;
            
             
               Some
               doe
               commit
               the
               like
               in
               ev'ry
               age
               ,
            
             
               So
               Geta
               here
               by
               bloudy
               Brother
               slain
               :
            
             
               Though
               we
               forget
               what
               formerly
               hath
               past
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               blood
               for
               blood
               will
               vengeance
               have
               at
               last
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Now
               Antonine
               from
               Ister
               Bank
               departs
               ,
            
             
               And
               takes
               his
               journey
               downe
               along
               by
               Thrace
               ;
            
             
               Great
               Alexanders
               Statues
               he
               imparts
            
             
               To
               them
               at
               Rome
               ,
               and
               ev'ry
               other
               place
               :
            
             
               Pictures
               Intire
               Ridiculous
               were
               set
               ,
            
             
               That
               you
               might
               see
               how
               both
               their
               Faces
               met
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               His
               habit
               chang'd
               from
               that
               of
               Ister
               Banks
               ,
            
             
               With
               Macedonian
               Turban
               now
               hee
               's
               drest
               ;
            
             
               His
               Sould'ers
               also
               stiled
               the
               Phalanx
               ,
            
             
               And
               Captaines
               call'd
               as
               Alexanders
               erst
               :
            
             
               Then
               Spartan
               youths
               he
               sent
               for
               neere
               at
               hand
               ,
            
             
               Them
               term'd
               Laconick
               and
               *
               Pitanite
               Band.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               Securing
               Townes
               to
               Pergum
               next
               he
               went
            
             
               Some
               Physick
               there
               to
               take
               ,
               for
               health
               ,
               his
               will
               is
               ;
            
             
               To
               Illium
               *
               then
               his
               second
               march
               be
               bent
               ,
            
             
               To
               grace
               the
               Tomb
               of
               Fame
               ,
               renown'd
               Achillis
               ,
            
             
               The
               which
               he
               deckt
               with
               Garlands
               trim
               and
               Flowers
               ,
            
             
               Patr'clus
               lackt
               ,
               
               for
               whom
               he
               poutes
               and
               Lowers
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Yet
               that
               he
               might
               this
               Heroe
               seem
               to
               Act
               ,
            
             
               This
               part
               he
               plaid
               amongst
               his
               other
               pranks
               ;
            
             
               His
               Faestus
               dy'd
               ,
               some
               said
               it
               was
               his
               Fact
               ,
            
             
               For
               which
               his
               Friends
               did
               give
               him
               little
               thanks
               :
            
             
               Howe're
               the
               Corps
               to
               feed
               his
               fond
               desire
               ,
            
             
               Was
               brought
               to
               Fun'rall
               Pile
               and
               set
               on
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Then
               Beasts
               he
               kill'd
               ,
               
               a
               Violl
               to
               the
               same
            
             
               Effusing
               Wines
               ,
               and
               praying
               to
               the
               Winds
               ;
            
             
               But
               People
               laugh
               when
               haire
               is
               thrown
               in
               flame
               ,
            
             
               Bush
               naturall
               was
               so
               thin
               he
               little
               finds
               :
            
             
               Gen'rals
               he
               Scilla
               and
               Haniball
               affected
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Images
               and
               Statues
               he
               erected
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Through
               Asia
               thus
               he
               minded
               these
               Affaires
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               in
               state
               from
               Illium
               he
               departs
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               in
               his
               way
               to
               Antioch
               he
               repaires
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               receive
               perhaps
               not
               with
               their
               hearts
               :
            
             
               To
               Alexandria
               next
               he
               makes
               his
               Rhodes
            
             
               Their
               Heroe
               to
               revere
               ,
               but
               more
               their
               gods
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               There
               Sacrifices
               of
               whole
               *
               Hecatombs
            
             
               He
               order
               gave
               for
               him
               should
               be
               prepar'd
               ;
            
             
               This
               hit
               the
               Alexandrians
               o're
               the
               Thumbs
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Cockbraines
               wist
               not
               how
               the
               blow
               toward
               :
            
             
               Yet
               joy
               they
               make
               and
               entertainment
               such
               ,
            
             
               For
               any
               Prince
               was
               never
               made
               so
               much
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Sweet
               Musick
               ,
               Aromaticks
               and
               Perfumes
               ,
            
             
               Light
               Torches
               ,
               Gelsoms
               ,
               Odours
               and
               Musk
               Roses
               ,
            
             
               Arabian
               Spices
               ,
               and
               the
               Richest
               Gums
               ;
            
             
               The
               Emp'rour
               and
               his
               Army
               Round
               incloses
               ,
            
             
               Who
               first
               to
               Sacrifice
               in
               Temple
               went
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Incense
               makes
               and
               hundreds
               Oxen
               brent
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Next
               offer'd
               he
               at
               Alexanders
               Shrine
            
             
               His
               Purple
               Robe
               ,
               and
               Rings
               with
               Parrag
               Stones
               ,
            
             
               His
               Belt
               ,
               his
               Scarfe
               ,
               and
               choisest
               Jewels
               fine
               ,
            
             
               Then
               laid
               them
               all
               upon
               the
               Tombed
               bones
               :
            
             
               The
               People
               overjoy'd
               Feast
               day
               and
               night
               ,
            
             
               But
               little
               dreame
               what
               Feast
               for
               them
               is
               dight
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               This
               was
               but
               Colour
               and
               his
               plausibility
               ,
            
             
               For
               them
               to
               Massacre
               was
               his
               intent
               ;
            
             
               At
               Rome
               he
               heard
               this
               Peoples
               incivility
               ,
            
             
               How
               they
               for
               Brothers
               death
               to
               scoff
               were
               bent
               ;
            
             
               And
               so
               their
               cutting
               quips
               and
               wonted
               jeering
            
             
               Of
               him
               and
               his
               ,
               came
               often
               to
               his
               hearing
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               The
               jests
               of
               Open
               truth
               most
               keenely
               bite
               ,
            
             
               And
               men
               resent
               them
               ever
               at
               the
               worst
               ;
            
             
               This
               turn'd
               his
               fury
               into
               such
               despite
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               have
               cause
               to
               think
               themselves
               accurst
               :
            
             
               While
               they
               with
               Plaies
               and
               Sports
               doe
               squib
               and
               flash
               ,
            
             
               Through
               dire
               revenge
               must
               ay
               endure
               the
               lash
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               The
               manner
               thus
               ,
               when
               Festivall
               was
               over
               ,
            
             
               As
               he
               had
               Trained
               some
               in
               Phalanx
               Order
               ,
            
             
               Their
               gallant
               youths
               he
               wils
               them
               to
               discover
            
             
               Both
               of
               their
               owne
               and
               Regions
               that
               doe
               border
               ;
            
             
               He
               Macedon
               and
               Spartan
               had
               before
               ,
            
             
               Now
               Alexandrian
               should
               make
               one
               more
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Regarding
               late
               the
               Honour
               he
               had
               done
            
             
               Unto
               their
               City
               ,
               and
               their
               Heroes
               Tombe
               ,
            
             
               They
               to
               this
               project
               were
               the
               sooner
               won
               ,
            
             
               So
               bring
               themselves
               unto
               a
               Fatall
               doome
               ;
            
             
               Submitting
               thus
               to
               be
               at
               his
               dispose
               ,
            
             
               Them
               all
               unarm'd
               ,
               his
               Souldiers
               doe
               inclose
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               These
               Dullards
               then
               were
               taken
               in
               a
               Toile
               ,
            
             
               The
               Watch-word
               once
               dispers'd
               amongst
               the
               Rout
               ,
            
             
               With
               Havock
               great
               the
               Souldiers
               kill
               and
               spoile
               ,
            
             
               Some
               cut
               off
               Heads
               ,
               some
               scatter
               limbs
               about
               :
            
             
               To
               Murther
               young
               and
               old
               they
               doe
               not
               stick
               ,
            
             
               Some
               thrown
               in
               pits
               ,
               and
               some
               they
               bury
               quick
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Some
               Souldiers
               eke
               receive
               deserved
               hire
               ;
            
             
               For
               grapled
               once
               with
               them
               of
               equall
               strength
               ,
            
             
               They
               hale
               and
               pull
               and
               wallow
               in
               the
               mire
               ,
            
             
               Then
               in
               one
               grave
               together
               lie
               at
               length
               ;
            
             
               The
               slaughter
               ended
               ,
               round
               about
               the
               shore
               ,
            
             
               And
               Nilus
               mouth
               was
               dy'd
               in
               Purple
               gore
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               The
               Sirname
               Parthicas
               he
               next
               Affects
               ,
            
             
               A
               Conquest
               much
               he
               covets
               in
               th'
               Orient
               ;
            
             
               Embassadors
               he
               sends
               with
               his
               respects
               ,
            
             
               Who
               tutor'd
               well
               upon
               this
               Errand
               went
               :
            
             
               Our
               Prince
               ,
               say
               they
               ,
               had
               rather
               then
               his
               life
               ,
            
             
               The
               Daughter
               of
               your
               King
               to
               make
               his
               Wife
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               An
               Emp'rour
               he
               and
               eke
               an
               Emp'rours
               Son
               ,
               
            
             
               None
               therefore
               fit
               for
               him
               but
               such
               a
               Queen
               ;
            
             
               If
               once
               this
               Royall
               Intermatch
               were
               done
               ,
            
             
               And
               of
               the
               Barb'rous
               people
               known
               and
               seen
               ,
            
             
               Impediment
               no
               more
               would
               then
               remain
               ,
            
             
               The
               World
               might
               Govern'd
               be
               betwixt
               them
               twain
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Foot
               excell'd
               in
               Sword
               and
               Pike
               ,
            
             
               For
               number
               Parthian
               Archers
               ,
               and
               for
               skill
            
             
               In
               discipline
               ,
               the
               World
               had
               not
               the
               like
               ,
            
             
               With
               necessaries
               ready
               at
               their
               will
               ;
            
             
               There
               may
               by
               this
               Affinity
               and
               Truce
            
             
               Both
               parts
               into
               one
               Monarchy
               reduce
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Your
               Cities
               Odours
               yeeld
               ,
               fine
               Silkes
               and
               Spice
               ,
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Countries
               Minerals
               and
               Trades
               ;
            
             
               In
               this
               division
               Merchants
               are
               not
               Nice
               ,
            
             
               But
               traffick
               oft
               by
               stealth
               ,
               and
               Vessels
               Lades
               :
            
             
               If
               we
               conclude
               their
               practise
               will
               not
               reach
               ,
            
             
               But
               intercourse
               be
               had
               without
               impeach
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               At
               first
               the
               Parthians
               like
               not
               this
               dispatch
               ,
            
             
               Or
               can
               conceive
               it
               tendeth
               to
               their
               quiet
               ,
            
             
               For
               Romans
               with
               Barbarians
               to
               match
               ,
            
             
               Who
               Language
               differ
               ,
               habit
               ,
               and
               in
               diet
               ;
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Prince
               may
               match
               among
               his
               Peers
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               was
               pleas'd
               this
               Noble
               King
               of
               theirs
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               But
               Antonine
               his
               Suit
               doth
               re-inforce
            
             
               With
               Ample
               Gifts
               and
               Solemne
               Protestation
               ;
            
             
               Then
               some
               perswade
               it
               was
               the
               wisest
               cource
            
             
               To
               give
               consent
               to
               this
               Solemnization
               :
            
             
               Whereat
               from
               Shouts
               the
               people
               did
               not
               cease
               ,
            
             
               In
               Hope
               to
               have
               a
               sure
               and
               lasting
               Peace
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Antonine
               Rivers
               past
               ,
               and
               makes
               ingresse
            
             
               As
               free
               as
               if
               the
               Country
               was
               his
               owne
               ;
            
             
               Who
               entertainment
               had
               of
               more
               and
               lesse
               ,
            
             
               Which
               eke
               to
               King
               Artabanus
               was
               knowne
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               prepar'd
               as
               eagerly
               againe
               ,
            
             
               To
               meet
               the
               Bridegrome
               in
               an
               open
               Plain
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Crown'd
               Altars
               Sacrifice
               with
               Odours
               Sweet
               ,
            
             
               And
               Floury
               Chaplets
               ,
               Vestures
               wrought
               with
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               With
               Pipe
               and
               flute
               they
               doe
               this
               Gallant
               Greet
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Musick
               ,
               Dance
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               Mirth
               they
               could
               :
            
             
               To
               this
               their
               sport
               he
               seem'd
               so
               much
               affected
               ,
            
             
               His
               Treachery
               was
               not
               by
               them
               suspected
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               But
               now
               they
               were
               together
               in
               a
               Rout
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Faith
               and
               Oath
               he
               sticks
               not
               to
               infringe
               ;
            
             
               For
               when
               his
               Souldiers
               compast
               them
               about
               ,
            
             
               Fall
               on
               ,
               quoth
               he
               ,
               we
               have
               them
               in
               a
               spring
               ▪
            
             
               The
               tipled
               Parthians
               run
               as
               in
               a
               maze
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Romans
               kill
               and
               follow
               on
               a
               Chase
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               King
               Artaban
               was
               rescued
               by
               his
               Guard
               ,
            
             
               Some
               few
               with
               him
               had
               much
               adoe
               to
               fly
               ,
            
             
               The
               rest
               of
               them
               were
               put
               unto
               the
               Sward
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Armes
               were
               off
               and
               Horses
               were
               not
               nigh
               :
            
             
               The
               Bride
               might
               think
               this
               was
               ill-favour'd
               bedding
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               who
               doe
               Weapons
               bring
               unto
               a
               Wedding
               ?
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               When
               as
               this
               mighty
               Massacre
               was
               made
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               rest
               from
               killing
               and
               from
               toile
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               cruell
               still
               according
               to
               their
               Trade
               ,
            
             
               They
               Cities
               burnt
               and
               bare
               away
               the
               spoile
               :
            
             
               Thus
               Antonine
               departs
               from
               Parthian
               grounds
               ,
            
             
               And
               march'd
               along
               into
               the
               Roman
               Bounds
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               To
               Senate
               then
               ,
               at
               Rome
               ,
               he
               Message
               sent
            
             
               (
               Who
               heard
               before
               of
               all
               the
               pranks
               he
               plaid
               .
               )
            
             
               How
               he
               to
               them
               had
               vanquish'd
               th'
               Orient
               ,
            
             
               This
               to
               Agnise
               they
               seemed
               well
               apaid
               ;
            
             
               And
               though
               they
               knew
               him
               false
               in
               Word
               and
               Deed
               ,
            
             
               Triumphant
               Honours
               ne'r
               the
               leste
               Decreed
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               In
               Mesopotamia
               he
               kept
               his
               Court
               ,
            
             
               Where
               for
               a
               while
               himselfe
               he
               did
               Devote
               ,
            
             
               To
               Combat
               Beasts
               with
               Races
               and
               like
               Sport
               ,
            
             
               And
               there
               he
               meant
               to
               pay
               Macrinus
               Co'te
               :
               
            
             
               Two
               Gen'rals
               then
               ,
               Audentius
               for
               the
               War
               ,
            
             
               Marcrinus
               Law
               ,
               and
               pleading
               at
               the
               Bar.
               
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               This
               Prince
               Macrinus
               ,
               us'd
               to
               taunt
               and
               check
               ,
            
             
               Averse
               to
               him
               in
               diet
               and
               Attire
               ,
            
             
               As
               Coward
               faint
               he
               threats
               to
               break
               his
               neck
               ,
            
             
               For
               service
               done
               this
               was
               ingratefull
               Hire
               :
            
             
               But
               loe
               what
               hapt
               ,
               Magicians
               he
               consults
               ,
               
            
             
               And
               longs
               to
               know
               his
               end
               by
               their
               Results
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               Maternian
               eke
               who
               Govern'd
               then
               at
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               Had
               word
               to
               call
               the
               Wizards
               far
               and
               near
               ,
            
             
               To
               know
               of
               them
               what
               death
               should
               him
               become
               ,
            
             
               Or
               who
               it
               was
               he
               needed
               most
               to
               fear
               ;
            
             
               If
               Spirits
               told
               or
               he
               did
               so
               combine
               ,
            
             
               He
               writes
               back
               word
               to
               looke
               unto
               Macrine
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               The
               Letters
               seal'd
               and
               sent
               away
               in
               Post
               ,
            
             
               At
               Court
               arive
               in
               their
               convenient
               Tide
               ,
            
             
               Where
               Antonine
               was
               making
               mickle
               boast
            
             
               Of
               Chariot
               Race
               how
               gayly
               he
               could
               ride
               ;
            
             
               And
               being
               thus
               so
               earnest
               in
               his
               sport
               ,
            
             
               He
               bids
               Macrinus
               see
               what
               they
               import
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               Macrinus
               with
               the
               Letters
               did
               retire
               ,
            
             
               And
               lights
               on
               that
               which
               might
               him
               sore
               molest
               ,
            
             
               You
               need
               not
               bid
               him
               throw
               it
               in
               the
               fire
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               he
               acquaints
               the
               Emp'rour
               with
               the
               rest
               ;
            
             
               And
               doubting
               now
               he
               must
               not
               long
               respire
               ,
            
             
               Before
               Maternian
               sent
               he
               thought
               it
               best
            
             
               To
               call
               a
               friend
               ,
               to
               wit
               ▪
               *
               
                 Centurion
                 Martiall
              
               ,
            
             
               Who
               had
               good
               cause
               to
               be
               a
               little
               Partiall
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               For
               Brothers
               losse
               whom
               
                 Anton
                 '
              
               caus'd
               to
               die
            
             
               Without
               due
               form
               or
               processe
               in
               the
               Law
               ,
            
             
               These
               two
               together
               plotted
               by
               and
               by
            
             
               The
               Prince
               to
               kill
               ,
               then
               doe
               themselves
               withdraw
               ;
            
             
               That
               of
               the
               crime
               they
               might
               not
               be
               suspected
            
             
               Till
               it
               was
               done
               ,
               which
               shortly
               was
               effected
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               At
               
                 Carrae
                 Antonine
              
               from
               Palace
               went
               ,
            
             
               To
               visit
               once
               the
               Temple
               of
               the
               Moone
               ;
               
            
             
               In
               hast
               was
               Martiall
               by
               Macrinus
               sent
               ,
               
            
             
               Who
               thought
               it
               long
               till
               he
               this
               Deed
               had
               done
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               no
               harm
               (
               at
               Church
               )
               the
               Prince
               did
               looke
               ,
            
             
               He
               private
               went
               and
               small
               Attendance
               tooke
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               And
               by
               the
               way
               he
               went
               aside
               to
               Ease
               ,
            
             
               For
               manners
               sake
               his
               Servants
               stood
               Aloof
               ;
            
             
               But
               Martiall
               Beck'ned
               ,
               Hoe
               Sir
               ,
               if
               you
               please
               ,
            
             
               I
               something
               have
               to
               say
               for
               your
               behoof
               :
            
             
               Then
               ran
               so
               fast
               e're
               Antonine
               could
               mind
               ,
            
             
               He
               with
               his
               Dagger
               Stab'd
               him
               in
               behind
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               Though
               Martiall
               fled
               ,
               he
               shortly
               had
               his
               Hire
               ,
            
             
               The
               German
               Horse
               ,
               that
               was
               the
               Princes
               Guard
               ,
            
             
               Pursu'd
               so
               fast
               they
               trod
               him
               in
               the
               mire
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Javelin
               points
               he
               had
               no
               skill
               to
               ward
               ;
            
             
               This
               Murder
               nois'd
               each
               one
               was
               of
               his
               keeping
               ,
            
             
               Macrinus
               was
               the
               first
               that
               fell
               a
               weeping
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               And
               time
               it
               was
               lest
               he
               should
               be
               suspected
               ,
            
             
               This
               Prince
               to
               Souldier
               fellow
               was
               and
               friend
               ,
            
             
               None
               else
               as
               yet
               but
               Martiall
               was
               detected
               ,
            
             
               They
               thought
               he
               tooke
               revenge
               for
               brothers
               end
               ;
            
             
               Macrinus
               sent
               his
               Ashes
               ,
               to
               be
               buried
               ,
            
             
               Unto
               his
               Mother
               that
               at
               Antioch
               tarried
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               39.
               
            
             
               And
               there
               for
               Childrens
               losse
               her selfe
               she
               slew
               ,
            
             
               If
               not
               compell'd
               ,
               as
               some
               would
               have
               it
               thought
               ;
            
             
               Thus
               Antonine
               this
               end
               upon
               him
               drew
               ,
            
             
               For
               Brothers
               death
               and
               Murders
               that
               he
               wrought
               :
            
             
               He
               once
               defunct
               ,
               the
               Souldiers
               (
               in
               a
               muse
               )
            
             
               Bethink
               themselves
               whom
               Emp'rour
               they
               should
               chuse
               .
            
          
           
             
               40.
               
            
             
               For
               Artaban
               was
               marching
               hitherward
            
             
               To
               seeke
               revenge
               for
               breach
               of
               peace
               and
               Murther
               ,
            
             
               Audentius
               therefore
               safely
               shall
               them
               Guard
               ,
            
             
               If
               he
               be
               pleas'd
               they
               meane
               to
               seeke
               no
               further
               ;
            
             
               But
               he
               replies
               (
               with
               Modesty
               )
               I
               cannot
               ,
            
             
               You
               see
               ,
               quoth
               he
               ,
               my
               time
               is
               super-ann'ate
               .
            
          
           
             
               41.
               
            
             
               The
               *
               Tribunes
               then
               perswade
               to
               chuse
               Macrinus
               ,
            
             
               Who
               after
               ,
               you
               shall
               heare
               ,
               with
               him
               combin'd
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               say
               the
               Parthians
               neer
               behind
               us
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               will
               not
               now
               be
               obstinat
               inclin'd
               :
            
             
               King
               Artaban
               approch'd
               with
               mighty
               Band
               ,
            
             
               Macrinus
               counsels
               thus
               him
               to
               withstand
               ;
            
          
           
             
               42.
               
            
             
               For
               publike
               losse
               no
               marvell
               if
               we
               mourn
               ,
            
             
               He
               was
               our
               Prince
               ,
               yet
               Fellow
               did
               appeare
               ;
            
             
               Though
               all
               of
               us
               to
               dust
               at
               length
               shall
               turne
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               while
               wee
               live
               his
               Name
               to
               us
               is
               deare
               :
            
             
               But
               now
               we
               have
               perform'd
               the
               Funerall
               Rite
               ,
            
             
               The
               present
               danger
               doth
               our
               care
               incite
               .
            
          
           
             
               43.
               
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               King
               is
               here
               with
               Eastern
               Power
               ,
            
             
               Who
               have
               a
               quarrell
               good
               in
               their
               conceipt
               ;
            
             
               They
               say
               we
               did
               their
               people
               all
               devoure
               ,
            
             
               When
               they
               unarm'd
               did
               think
               of
               no
               deceipt
               ;
            
             
               And
               kill'd
               his
               kinsmen
               in
               unlucky
               houre
               ,
            
             
               When
               entertainment
               they
               had
               made
               us
               neat
               :
            
             
               To
               skirmish
               light
               no
               leisure
               time
               will
               yield
               ,
            
             
               But
               you
               must
               fight
               it
               out
               in
               open
               field
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               44.
               
            
             
               This
               breach
               of
               Oath
               ,
               if
               true
               ,
               is
               somewhat
               biting
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Prince
               ,
               not
               we
               ,
               ought
               answer
               for
               the
               Fact
               ,
            
             
               Which
               is
               already
               done
               by
               fatall
               smiting
               ;
            
             
               We
               Romans
               are
               ,
               like
               Romans
               let
               us
               Act
               ,
            
             
               Then
               keep
               your
               Ranks
               to
               barr
               them
               of
               their
               Ends
               ,
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Empire
               now
               on
               you
               depends
               .
            
          
           
             
               45.
               
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               are
               unmarshall'd
               ,
               wanting
               Art
               ,
            
             
               And
               like
               enough
               themselves
               to
               overthrow
               ;
            
             
               You
               disciplin'd
               in
               whole
               and
               ev'ry
               part
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               your
               Order
               have
               the
               skill
               to
               know
               :
            
             
               The
               Foot
               their
               Ranks
               ,
               the
               Horsmen
               sure
               in
               Seat
               ,
            
             
               Whereby
               you
               shall
               your
               Enemies
               defeat
               .
            
          
           
             
               46.
               
            
             
               Like
               Romans
               charge
               as
               often
               you
               have
               done
               ,
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               people
               once
               again
               to
               quell
               ,
            
             
               That
               men
               may
               know
               your
               conquest
               was
               not
               won
            
             
               Through
               fraud
               or
               breach
               of
               Faith
               ,
               as
               they
               doe
               tell
               ;
            
             
               What
               matter
               is
               't
               how
               they
               excuse
               their
               harms
               ,
            
             
               So
               you
               prevaile
               by
               skill
               and
               Force
               of
               Arms.
               
            
          
           
             
               47.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               *
               (
               in
               a
               streight
               )
               this
               Speech
               Allow'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               instant
               put
               themselves
               in
               Battell
               ray
               ;
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               folke
               with
               mighty
               Host
               and
               Proud
            
             
               Advancing
               ,
               were
               next
               morne
               by
               break
               of
               day
               :
            
             
               As
               was
               their
               guise
               ,
               they
               Invocate
               the
               Sun
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               with
               Shouts
               upon
               the
               Romans
               run
               .
            
          
           
             
               48.
               
            
             
               The
               skilfull
               Romans
               did
               their
               Battels
               Range
               ,
            
             
               With
               Horse
               and
               Darts
               Moresco
               flank'd
               each
               side
               ;
            
             
               Their
               *
               Maniples
               with
               Intervals
               doe
               change
               ,
            
             
               To
               flat
               the
               Charge
               and
               '
               bate
               th'
               Assaylants
               Pride
               ;
            
             
               Though
               they
               with
               Lance
               and
               Shot
               of
               Arrowes
               Gall
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               hand
               to
               hand
               they
               by
               the
               Romans
               fall
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               49.
               
            
             
               But
               yet
               e're
               long
               ,
               with
               numbers
               overprest
               ,
            
             
               The
               Romans
               make
               as
               if
               they
               would
               retreit
               ;
            
             
               Withall
               ,
               they
               sharp
               and
               pointed
               Engins
               wrest
               ,
            
             
               And
               hide
               in
               Sand
               the
               Barb'rous
               Folk
               to
               cheat
               ;
            
             
               Which
               made
               their
               Horses
               halt
               with
               grievous
               paine
               ,
            
             
               Great
               store
               of
               men
               and
               Camels
               eke
               were
               slain
               .
            
          
           
             
               50.
               
            
             
               The
               first
               and
               second
               day
               they
               fiercely
               fought
               ,
            
             
               As
               Victors
               both
               they
               to
               their
               Camps
               retire
               ,
            
             
               The
               third
               ,
               Barbarians
               to
               inclose
               them
               sought
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               they
               would
               them
               catch
               in
               net
               of
               Wire
               ;
            
             
               Which
               Romans
               to
               prevent
               their
               Front
               dilate
               ,
            
             
               So
               skilfull
               are
               they
               both
               in
               this
               debate
               .
            
          
           
             
               51.
               
            
             
               Yet
               at
               the
               best
               to
               both
               was
               slaughter
               sore
               ,
            
             
               And
               heads
               of
               Carkasses
               were
               seen
               to
               lie
               ;
            
             
               Macrinus
               thinks
               their
               rage
               was
               so
               much
               more
               ,
            
             
               To
               take
               revenge
               that
               Antonine
               might
               die
               :
            
             
               He
               saw
               to
               fight
               it
               out
               was
               their
               intent
               ,
            
             
               Debating
               thus
               ,
               with
               Heralds
               Letters
               sent
               .
            
          
           
             
               52.
               
            
             
               Which
               doe
               inform
               that
               Antonine
               was
               dead
               ,
            
             
               For
               breach
               of
               Oath
               and
               League
               he
               had
               his
               hire
               ▪
            
             
               Macrinus
               chosen
               Emp'rour
               in
               his
               stead
               ,
            
             
               To
               be
               at
               peace
               with
               them
               was
               his
               desire
               ;
            
             
               And
               that
               they
               may
               be
               friends
               as
               heretofore
               ,
            
             
               Their
               spoile
               and
               Captives
               he
               will
               all
               restore
               .
            
          
           
             
               53.
               
            
             
               The
               Parthian
               Lords
               doe
               each
               one
               take
               his
               Seat
               ,
            
             
               To
               heare
               the
               Message
               that
               the
               Romans
               sent
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               midst
               King
               Artaban
               the
               Great
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               with
               the
               rest
               these
               Tydings
               doe
               content
               ;
            
             
               The
               truth
               of
               Anton's
               Murther
               cool'd
               his
               heate
               ,
            
             
               To
               take
               his
               spoyle
               and
               Captives
               now
               is
               bent
               :
            
             
               Then
               towards
               home
               he
               makes
               his
               next
               Approach
               ,
            
             
               Macrinus
               likewise
               went
               to
               Antioch
               .
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           Fourth
           Book
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           
             CANTO
             XV.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Macrinus
               writes
               the
               Senate
               him
               confirms
               ,
            
             
               He
               afterwards
               commits
               a
               s●ttish
               Errour
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Maesa
               subtle
               Lady
               stands
               on
               terms
               ,
            
             
               Bassian
               called
               Antonine
               made
               Emp'rour
               ;
            
             
               Macrinus
               flies
               ,
               pursu'd
               by
               Antonine
               ,
            
             
               And
               shortly
               after
               headlesse
               is
               Macrine
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               NOthing
               but
               black
               Designes
               to
               murther
               still
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               know
               we
               have
               a
               dire
               and
               ghastly
               Foe
               ;
            
             
               The
               serpent
               old
               that
               wrought
               our
               former
               ill
               ,
            
             
               Doth
               yet
               persist
               to
               work
               our
               Thrall
               and
               woe
               :
            
             
               Then
               let
               us
               pray
               to
               keep
               us
               from
               the
               power
            
             
               Of
               Lyon
               fierce
               ,
               that
               will
               his
               prey
               devoure
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               You
               heard
               how
               former
               Antonine
               had
               end
               ,
            
             
               Another
               of
               the
               Name
               will
               soone
               appeare
               ;
            
             
               Still
               sad
               revenge
               on
               Murther
               doth
               attend
               ,
            
             
               But
               to
               Macrinus
               Lend
               a
               while
               your
               eare
               :
            
             
               How
               he
               to
               Roman
               Senate
               did
               direct
            
             
               His
               Letters
               seal'd
               ,
               which
               spake
               to
               this
               effect
               :
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               I
               count
               it
               needlesse
               many
               words
               to
               use
               ;
               
            
             
               You
               know
               if
               I
               my
               Office
               did
               neglect
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               in
               conversation
               was
               profuse
               ,
            
             
               When
               I
               was
               chose
               Praetorian
               *
               Praefect
               ;
            
             
               To
               me
               and
               such
               the
               Prince
               himself
               Commits
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               your
               sakes
               I
               bare
               his
               frantick
               Fits.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               When
               he
               through
               flatt'rers
               did
               you
               Tyrannise
               ,
            
             
               And
               me
               of
               Lenity
               did
               often
               Tax
               ,
            
             
               Resist
               I
               would
               not
               him
               in
               any
               wise
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               he
               in
               ferall
               Choller
               worse
               should
               wax
               ;
            
             
               The
               Parthick
               Warr
               that
               like
               was
               to
               undoe
               us
               ,
            
             
               By
               perfect
               League
               I
               have
               confirmed
               to
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               My
               Government
               shall
               cause
               no
               bloudy
               strife
               ,
            
             
               Then
               of
               my
               Rise
               I
               hope
               you
               will
               approve
               ;
            
             
               You
               ought
               to
               prise
               a
               good
               and
               vertuous
               life
            
             
               ●Fore
               Nobles
               that
               to
               help
               you
               never
               move
               :
               
            
             
               What
               's
               got
               by
               Commodus
               or
               Antonine
               ,
            
             
               Or
               such
               as
               wholly
               to
               their
               Lusts
               incline
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               From
               Fathers
               they
               derive
               their
               Rule
               and
               Right
               ,
            
             
               But
               those
               on
               whom
               the
               Empire
               you
               conferr
            
             
               Will
               not
               abuse
               their
               splendor
               or
               their
               might
               ,
            
             
               Or
               scornfully
               the
               meaner
               sort
               deterr
               :
            
             
               Such
               as
               the
               Rule
               doe
               gain
               by
               mod'rate
               Actions
               ,
            
             
               Most
               carefull
               are
               in
               all
               their
               great
               Transactions
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Your
               Counsell
               and
               Assistance
               I
               will
               crave
            
             
               In
               all
               Affaires
               that
               may
               concern
               the
               State
               ,
            
             
               Good
               Marcus
               Rule
               and
               Pertinax
               in
               grave
            
             
               Shall
               you
               restore
               in
               what
               you
               lost
               of
               late
               ;
            
             
               More
               praise
               hath
               he
               that
               raiseth
               first
               his
               Fame
               ,
            
             
               Then
               he
               that
               boasts
               the
               Race
               from
               whence
               he
               came
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               This
               Letter
               read
               each
               one
               bestow'd
               his
               Vote
               ,
            
             
               Imperiall
               Honours
               they
               to
               him
               decreed
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               not
               so
               glad
               Macrinus
               was
               aflote
               ,
            
             
               As
               Antonine
               had
               got
               deserved
               meed
               :
            
             
               For
               full
               account
               they
               make
               now
               he
               is
               dead
               ,
            
             
               To
               scape
               the
               danger
               hanging
               o're
               their
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Accusers
               false
               and
               such
               as
               were
               unjust
               ;
            
             
               If
               Servants
               or
               Informers
               so
               invent
               ,
            
             
               Were
               all
               of
               them
               upon
               the
               Gallowes
               trust
               ,
            
             
               Macrinus
               for
               a
               year
               was
               so
               intent
               :
            
             
               But
               Souldiers
               all
               disbanded
               or
               sent
               home
            
             
               He
               should
               have
               caus'd
               ,
               
               and
               then
               have
               gone
               to
               Rome
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Upon
               Macrinus
               there
               they
               call
               and
               cry
               ,
            
             
               But
               he
               at
               Ant'och
               staid
               to
               trim
               his
               beard
               ;
            
             
               His
               Garb
               and
               Speech
               he
               used
               sparingly
            
             
               As
               Marcus
               wont
               ,
               which
               formerly
               you
               heard
               :
            
             
               Yet
               in
               his
               manners
               he
               was
               nothing
               like
               him
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               both
               Souldiers
               and
               the
               rest
               dislike
               him
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Austere
               the
               one
               and
               of
               a
               Temp'rate
               Diet
               ,
            
             
               But
               he
               to
               Masques
               and
               Revels
               was
               inclin'd
               ,
            
             
               With
               Jewels
               dect
               of
               vaine
               excesse
               and
               Riot
               ,
            
             
               Effaeminate
               ,
               much
               like
               to
               Women
               kind
               :
            
             
               Of
               Paralell
               in
               him
               there
               is
               no
               signe
            
             
               With
               Marcus
               Sage
               ,
               or
               Warlike
               Antonine
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               eke
               were
               pinch'd
               with
               courser
               fare
               ,
            
             
               While
               he
               in
               Silks
               and
               Cates
               did
               much
               abound
               ;
            
             
               Now
               for
               his
               Rule
               they
               doe
               no
               longer
               care
               ,
            
             
               His
               Fate
               is
               neer
               and
               Fortune
               turneth
               round
               :
            
             
               To
               leave
               his
               charge
               there
               can
               be
               no
               Evasion
               ,
            
             
               And
               Maesa
               subtle
               Lady
               gives
               Occasion
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               From
               Country
               of
               *
               Phaenitia
               came
               this
               Cone
               ,
            
             
               That
               Long
               in
               Roman
               Court
               had
               led
               her
               Life
               ,
            
             
               To
               Empresse
               Julia
               (
               Sister
               she
               alone
               )
            
             
               Antonin's
               Mother
               ,
               and
               Severus
               Wife
               ;
            
             
               One
               dead
               ,
               the
               other
               kill'd
               ,
               she
               went
               from
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               With
               all
               her
               goods
               Macrinus
               sent
               her
               home
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               In
               flourishing
               Estate
               she
               got
               much
               Wealth
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               in
               age
               doth
               back
               againe
               return
               ;
            
             
               Two
               Sons
               there
               were
               as
               she
               sayes
               ,
               got
               by
               stealth
               .
            
             
               Which
               to
               her
               Daughters
               twain
               were
               also
               born
               :
            
             
               They
               Striplings
               were
               as
               yet
               ,
               not
               able
               men
               ,
            
             
               Bassian
               fourteen
               and
               Alexander
               ten
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Phaenitians
               built
               an
               Altar
               to
               the
               Sun
               ,
            
             
               Adorn'd
               with
               Silver
               ,
               Gold
               and
               precious
               Stones
               ,
            
             
               To
               worship
               which
               they
               oft
               devoutly
               run
               ,
            
             
               These
               two
               young
               men
               were
               Priestlings
               both
               at
               once
               ;
            
             
               This
               god
               no
               Image
               had
               but
               Massie
               Stone
               .
            
             
               At
               bottom
               round
               ,
               at
               top
               sharp
               like
               a
               *
               Cone
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               This
               Stone
               of
               Coleur
               black
               had
               shining
               spots
               ,
            
             
               And
               Figures
               some
               ,
               not
               made
               by
               humane
               Art
               ,
            
             
               But
               fell
               from
               Heaven
               ,
               it
               seems
               they
               are
               such
               sots
               ;
            
             
               In
               Priestly
               Office
               Bassian
               plaid
               his
               part
               ,
            
             
               His
               upper
               Coats
               Imbroid'red
               were
               with
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               A
               Crowne
               upon
               his
               head
               you
               might
               behold
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               His
               under
               Coats
               were
               also
               tissued
               over
               ,
            
             
               A
               comely
               youth
               withall
               ,
               of
               rare
               Aspect
               ,
            
             
               Howe're
               a
               Priest
               he
               seemed
               like
               a
               Lover
               ,
            
             
               His
               Garb
               and
               Beauty
               all
               of
               them
               Affect
               ;
            
             
               With
               Pipe
               and
               Flute
               full
               often
               here
               he
               vapors
               ,
            
             
               And
               round
               about
               the
               Altar
               frisks
               and
               Capers
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               lay
               the
               City
               then
               before
               ,
               
            
             
               To
               Guard
               the
               Frontiers
               of
               Phaenitian
               Bounds
               ,
            
             
               And
               they
               this
               Temple
               visit
               more
               and
               more
               ,
            
             
               To
               see
               this
               stripling
               Dance
               his
               Priestly
               Rounds
               ;
            
             
               Devotion
               part
               ,
               but
               more
               his
               gesture
               call'd
               'em
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               his
               Mother
               Masa
               they
               extoll'd
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               If
               that
               be
               true
               she
               told
               to
               them
               or
               not
               ,
            
             
               Uncertaine
               is
               to
               some
               and
               in
               dispute
               ;
            
             
               She
               said
               how
               Antonine
               this
               youth
               begot
               ,
            
             
               Although
               another
               Father
               bore
               repute
               ,
            
             
               That
               to
               her
               Daughters
               he
               did
               oft
               resort
            
             
               When
               with
               her
               sister
               she
               liv'd
               long
               at
               Court.
               
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               And
               more
               she
               said
               ,
               that
               she
               had
               Treasure
               great
               ,
            
             
               Which
               she
               would
               give
               the
               Army
               ,
               for
               consent
            
             
               To
               place
               her
               Nephewes
               in
               the
               Princely
               Seat
               ;
            
             
               This
               Brute
               was
               nois'd
               and
               '
               mongst
               their
               fellowes
               went
               ,
            
             
               Who
               say
               ,
               if
               she
               will
               feather
               so
               their
               Nests
               ,
            
             
               Both
               she
               and
               hers
               shall
               be
               their
               welcome
               guests
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               To
               th'
               Camp
               away
               she
               hies
               in
               dark
               of
               Night
               ,
            
             
               Her
               Children
               ,
               Friends
               ,
               her
               Goods
               ,
               with
               Bag
               and
               Baggage
               ,
            
             
               Before
               the
               Towne
               was
               privy
               to
               her
               flight
               ,
            
             
               Some
               vagrant
               Troops
               conducted
               had
               her
               carr'age
               ;
            
             
               Young
               Bassian
               was
               Proclaim'd
               at
               easie
               rate
               ,
            
             
               And
               him
               they
               cloath
               in
               Purple
               Robe
               of
               State.
               
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               With
               these
               their
               gods
               they
               brought
               provision
               store
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               they
               perhaps
               be
               straightned
               with
               a
               Siege
               ,
            
             
               Macrine
               at
               Antioch
               ,
               as
               you
               heard
               before
               ,
            
             
               Will
               not
               be
               pleas'd
               they
               have
               another
               Liege
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               hope
               they
               have
               his
               Souldiers
               will
               combine
               ,
            
             
               When
               as
               they
               know
               the
               Sons
               of
               Antonine
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               For
               they
               indeed
               are
               weary
               of
               the
               lash
               ,
            
             
               The
               grudge
               they
               bare
               Macrinus
               is
               not
               New
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               they
               hope
               to
               have
               good
               store
               of
               Cash
               ,
            
             
               They
               soone
               perswade
               themselves
               that
               all
               is
               true
               ;
            
             
               Macrinus
               scorns
               the
               boys
               ,
               the
               Souldiers
               blame
               ,
            
             
               And
               Captaines
               sends
               these
               Rebels
               new
               to
               tame
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               When
               Julian
               that
               commanded
               his
               in
               Chiefe
            
             
               Came
               neer
               the
               Camp
               Approaching
               to
               the
               Wals
               ,
            
             
               They
               mount
               aloft
               (
               to
               shew
               their
               mind
               in
               briefe
               )
            
             
               On
               Turret
               tops
               ,
               and
               boldly
               to
               him
               Cals
               :
            
             
               Loe
               here
               the
               youth
               that
               is
               our
               Emp'rours
               Son
               ,
            
             
               Come
               joyn
               with
               us
               or
               else
               you
               are
               undon
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               They
               shew
               withall
               their
               purses
               full
               of
               Chink
               ,
            
             
               A
               bait
               no
               doubt
               Macrinus
               to
               betray
               ,
            
             
               Howe're
               it
               causeth
               them
               without
               to
               think
            
             
               That
               all
               was
               true
               they
               heard
               their
               fellowes
               say
               ;
            
             
               The
               youth
               they
               sweare
               is
               like
               their
               Emp'rour
               dead
               ,
            
             
               So
               all
               agree
               and
               cut
               off
               Julians
               Head
               ,
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               The
               which
               they
               send
               for
               token
               to
               Macrinus
               :
            
             
               The
               Gates
               are
               ope
               their
               fellowes
               let
               them
               in
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               they
               cry
               ,
               he
               shall
               no
               longer
               blind
               us
               ,
            
             
               For
               all
               his
               threats
               we
               care
               not
               once
               a
               pin
               ;
            
             
               We
               all
               together
               can
               withstand
               a
               Siege
               ,
            
             
               And
               fight
               a
               Battell
               for
               our
               Soveraigne
               Liege
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Macrinus
               then
               intends
               to
               force
               their
               Camp
               ,
            
             
               Which
               they
               prevent
               by
               Marching
               to
               the
               Field
               ;
            
             
               There
               furiously
               they
               'gan
               to
               rage
               and
               stamp
               ,
            
             
               Resolv'd
               to
               fight
               ,
               and
               rather
               die
               then
               yield
               ,
            
             
               But
               all
               was
               well
               ,
               for
               Fortune
               leaves
               Macrine
               ,
            
             
               His
               Souldiers
               fly
               and
               go
               to
               Antonine
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               And
               now
               he
               finds
               himselfe
               in
               desp'rate
               Case
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               while
               his
               middle
               Battell
               firmly
               stood
               ,
            
             
               His
               Purple
               Coat
               he
               'gins
               for
               to
               Unlace
               ,
            
             
               And
               flies
               himselfe
               with
               such
               as
               he
               thought
               good
               ;
            
             
               Disguised
               thus
               away
               by
               stealth
               he
               went
            
             
               And
               hid
               himselfe
               ,
               misfortune
               to
               prevent
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               Before
               they
               knew
               of
               this
               his
               sudden
               flight
               ,
            
             
               His
               Guard
               that
               was
               the
               old
               Praetorian
               Band
               ,
            
             
               Did
               stand
               awhile
               and
               bravely
               for
               him
               fight
               ,
            
             
               Supposing
               he
               himselfe
               was
               neer
               at
               hand
               :
            
             
               But
               when
               no
               further
               Newes
               of
               him
               they
               heare
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               were
               struck
               into
               a
               Panick
               feare
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               But
               yet
               a●on
               of
               Hope
               they
               better
               sped
               ,
            
             
               The
               Renegades
               that
               came
               to
               Antonine
            
             
               Assurance
               gave
               how
               that
               Macrinus
               fled
               ,
            
             
               Then
               he
               proclaimes
               the
               Souldiers
               all
               are
               mine
               ;
            
             
               But
               Chiefe
               to
               these
               he
               sendeth
               present
               word
               ,
            
             
               They
               shall
               repaire
               to
               be
               of
               his
               own
               Guard.
               
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               They
               to
               the
               Heralds
               credit
               gave
               and
               yeild
               ,
            
             
               Forthwith
               he
               sends
               Macrinus
               to
               pursue
               ,
            
             
               At
               *
               Chalcedon
               he
               thought
               his
               nest
               to
               build
               ,
            
             
               But
               him
               the
               Souldiers
               overtooke
               and
               slew
               ;
            
             
               Some
               said
               in
               hast
               he
               meant
               to
               go
               to
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               The
               Winds
               were
               crosse
               and
               brought
               him
               to
               his
               dome
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               For
               there
               at
               first
               he
               should
               have
               rendevoz'd
               ,
            
             
               So
               having
               neither
               Fortune
               or
               Forecast
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               thus
               his
               Lenity
               abus'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               brought
               him
               to
               this
               fearfull
               end
               at
               last
               ;
            
             
               With
               him
               his
               Son
               young
               
                 Caesar
                 Diadumeine
              
            
             
               Was
               taken
               there
               ,
               and
               with
               his
               Father
               slaine
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             XVI
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Young
               Anton's
               Freakes
               and
               cruelty
               we
               tell
               ,
            
             
               He
               freedome
               takes
               to
               violate
               a
               Nun
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Frames
               excuse
               as
               if
               he
               had
               done
               well
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Marriage
               makes
               between
               the
               Moon
               and
               Sun
               ;
            
             
               His
               god
               Inthrones
               then
               plaies
               and
               Revels
               vaine
               ,
            
             
               Next
               he
               himself
               is
               by
               his
               Souldiers
               slain
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               MAcrinus
               here
               of
               whom
               we
               late
               did
               treat
               ,
            
             
               Not
               bloudy
               was
               or
               caus'd
               the
               Peoples
               Te'res
               ;
            
             
               His
               fault
               was
               that
               he
               kept
               himself
               too
               neat
               ,
            
             
               Consulting
               not
               among
               the
               Roman
               Peeres
               :
            
             
               A
               Crime
               much
               short
               to
               that
               of
               Antonine
               ,
            
             
               What
               caus'd
               like
               Fate
               we
               leave
               to
               power
               Divine
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Antonine
               Emp'rour
               th'
               Army
               doe
               salute
               ,
            
             
               His
               Friends
               and
               Grandam
               guide
               the
               East
               Affaires
               ;
            
             
               His
               years
               unripe
               such
               matters
               to
               dispute
               ,
            
             
               Then
               straight
               for
               Rome
               his
               Journey
               he
               prepares
               :
            
             
               Old
               Maesa
               thinks
               at
               Rome
               to
               spend
               her
               yeares
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Commons
               are
               not
               glad
               nor
               yet
               the
               Peeres
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               At
               Nicomede
               he
               Winters
               by
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               And
               fals
               to
               worshipping
               his
               Country
               Deity
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               Priest
               he
               was
               Attir'd
               in
               Rich
               Array
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Antique
               Dance
               which
               shew'd
               but
               little
               Piety
               ▪
            
             
               Gold
               ,
               Purple
               ,
               Tissue
               Embroid'red
               on
               his
               Gown
               ,
            
             
               He
               Crownets
               weares
               much
               like
               a
               Persian
               Crown
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               Phoenician
               Garb
               ,
               or
               like
               the
               M●des
               he
               us'd
               ,
            
             
               The
               Greek
               and
               Roman
               Habit
               was
               too
               meane
               ,
            
             
               But
               Maesa
               thinks
               his
               Honour
               he
               Abus'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               by
               perswasion
               seeks
               him
               oft
               to
               weane
               ;
            
             
               But
               he
               of
               Shalms
               and
               Flutes
               provides
               a
               noise
               ,
            
             
               Delights
               in
               Gambols
               and
               his
               Priestly
               Toyes
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               These
               prancks
               She
               said
               were
               Barb'rous
               and
               Exotick
               ,
            
             
               The
               Senate
               would
               not
               like
               this
               Garish
               Dresse
               ,
            
             
               You
               dote
               quoth
               he
               ,
               your
               eyes
               are
               in
               your
               Pocket
               ,
            
             
               I
               am
               their
               Prince
               and
               will
               be
               n'er
               the
               lesse
               ;
            
             
               Then
               such
               Fantasticks
               as
               himself
               devise
               ,
            
             
               To
               try
               how
               Romans
               would
               approve
               their
               guise
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               His
               Picture
               Large
               and
               of
               his
               god
               the
               Image
               ,
            
             
               Bedeckt
               in
               Pontificials
               goes
               to
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               he
               bids
               as
               are
               of
               Noble
               Linage
               ,
            
             
               With
               all
               their
               Superficials
               thither
               come
               :
            
             
               Then
               uppermost
               o're
               Victory
               to
               place
               it
               ,
            
             
               That
               Sacrificers
               and
               the
               rest
               may
               grace
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               This
               god
               by
               him
               was
               termed
               Heliogabulus
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               he
               entred
               Rome
               with
               all
               his
               ,
               Train
               ,
            
             
               Report
               which
               some
               before
               Esteemed
               Fabulous
               ,
            
             
               Was
               to
               spectators
               now
               discerned
               plaine
               ;
            
             
               He
               Largesse
               gives
               as
               was
               the
               Emp'rours
               guise
               ▪
            
             
               Exhibits
               shewes
               ,
               and
               Fencers
               play
               their
               Prize
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               A
               stately
               Temple
               to
               his
               god
               he
               builds
               ,
            
             
               With
               Altars
               store
               for
               Sacrifices
               meet
               ,
            
             
               Then
               hundreds
               Sheep
               and
               Oxen
               of
               the
               Fields
            
             
               He
               kils
               ,
               and
               burning
               heapes
               of
               Odours
               Sweet
               ,
            
             
               With
               Rundlets
               of
               the
               daintiest
               Wine
               betwixt
               ,
            
             
               The
               bloud
               ran
               through
               the
               Temple
               intermixt
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Then
               round
               about
               the
               Altars
               fals
               a
               skipping
               ,
            
             
               To
               Instruments
               consorted
               in
               their
               kind
               ,
            
             
               With
               many
               of
               his
               country
               Women
               Tripping
               ;
            
             
               Some
               *
               side
               ,
               some
               leap
               before
               ,
               and
               some
               behind
               ,
            
             
               The
               Noble
               Knightly
               Orders
               Stand
               at
               gaze
               ,
            
             
               While
               Entrailes
               and
               the
               Aromaticks
               blaze
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Not
               Persons
               meane
               but
               by
               the
               Captaines
               Chiefe
               ,
            
             
               On
               Golden
               Plates
               these
               Spiceries
               are
               borne
               ,
            
             
               And
               Officers
               of
               State
               wore
               to
               their
               griefe
            
             
               Phaenician
               hanging
               sleevs
               which
               they
               doe
               scorne
               ,
            
             
               Like
               Syrian
               *
               seers
               ,
               with
               linnen
               Shooes
               in
               Briefe
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               all
               this
               Harvest
               yeelds
               but
               little
               Corne
               :
            
             
               Though
               such
               as
               in
               these
               mysteries
               he
               placed
               ,
            
             
               He
               counts
               with
               chiefest
               Honour
               to
               have
               graced
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Amongst
               this
               geere
               he
               plaies
               a
               tragick
               prize
               ,
            
             
               For
               at
               this
               Mirth
               he
               heares
               how
               some
               doe
               scoff
               ;
            
             
               So
               puts
               to
               death
               some
               Noble
               rich
               and
               Wise
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               the
               rest
               to
               get
               them
               further
               off
               :
            
             
               Augusta
               Princely
               Lady
               takes
               to
               Wife
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Honours
               Strips
               ,
               then
               turns
               to
               private
               life
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               And
               after
               this
               to
               be
               in
               Love
               pretending
               ,
            
             
               A
               Vestall
               Virgin
               tooke
               from
               Sacred
               Cell
            
             
               Against
               the
               Law
               ,
               to
               marry
               her
               intending
               ,
            
             
               The
               People
               thought
               he
               counsell
               had
               from
               Hell
               ;
            
             
               When
               Senate
               blam'd
               this
               Sacrilegious
               Act
               ,
            
             
               He
               Letters
               writ
               and
               answer'd
               thus
               the
               Fact
               :
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               This
               is
               I
               think
               ,
               qu●th
               he
               ,
               no
               mortall
               sin
               ,
            
             
               I
               was
               Inthrall'd
               by
               Magick
               of
               her
               beauty
               ;
            
             
               A
               Priest
               that
               hath
               no
               haire
               upon
               his
               Chin
               ,
            
             
               To
               wed
               a
               priestesse
               is
               no
               more
               then
               duty
               :
            
             
               This
               he
               will
               have
               to
               be
               a
               sacred
               match
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               soone
               he
               gave
               this
               second
               Wife
               dispatch
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               A
               third
               he
               tooke
               of
               Commodus
               Alliance
               ,
            
             
               Such
               pranks
               as
               these
               were
               plaid
               by
               our
               young
               Anton●
               ;
            
             
               But
               yet
               to
               give
               these
               Holy
               Rites
               defiance
               ,
            
             
               He
               shew'd
               himselfe
               more
               then
               a
               common
               VVanton
            
             
               And
               now
               these
               Matches
               were
               with
               him
               so
               rife
               ,
            
             
               His
               Country
               god
               must
               also
               have
               a
               VVife
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               They
               Pallas
               Image
               then
               produce
               with
               Joy
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Romans
               kept
               in
               Secret
               Veneration
               ,
            
             
               And
               never
               seen
               since
               it
               was
               brought
               from
               Troy
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Temple
               burnt
               with
               fiery
               Exhalation
               :
            
             
               This
               goddesse
               to
               his
               Chamber
               brought
               with
               Solace
               .
            
             
               He
               marries
               to
               his
               god
               within
               the
               Palace
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Yet
               shortly
               after
               he
               forbids
               the
               banes
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               she
               was
               too
               Martiall
               clad
               in
               Arms
               ;
            
             
               Urania
               next
               with
               in
               his
               mind
               rema'nes
               ,
            
             
               To
               worship
               her
               we
               now
               must
               goe
               in
               Swarms
               :
            
             
               Ador'd
               she
               was
               amongst
               the
               Carthaginians
               ,
            
             
               Quen
               Dido
               chiefe
               that
               came
               of
               the
               Phoenicians
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               This
               Image
               at
               such
               time
               she
               did
               Erect
               ,
            
             
               When
               Carthage
               built
               by
               cutting
               of
               *
               Oxe
               Hide
               :
            
             
               A
               name
               she
               had
               by
               Africans
               select
            
             
               Of
               hers
               ;
               the
               *
               Moone
               she
               called
               was
               ,
               beside
            
             
               Quoth
               he
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               have
               the
               fairer
               Weather
               ,
            
             
               The
               Sun
               and
               Moone
               we
               marry
               will
               together
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               A
               Braver
               Match
               was
               never
               till
               this
               hower
               ,
            
             
               From
               Temple
               then
               they
               Gold
               and
               Silver
               bring
            
             
               With
               her
               to
               give
               unto
               his
               god
               for
               Dower
               ,
            
             
               Who
               said
               it
               was
               a
               very
               seemely
               thing
               ;
            
             
               Together
               then
               they
               brought
               them
               at
               his
               Bidding
               ,
            
             
               With
               Feasts
               and
               Joy
               prepared
               for
               the
               Wedding
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               He
               did
               in
               Suburbs
               mighty
               Temple
               reare
               ,
            
             
               Had
               shewes
               by
               night
               ,
               with
               Stage-plaies
               Feasts
               and
               Races
               ,
            
             
               There
               brought
               his
               god
               from
               City
               once
               a
               year
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               Caroch
               with
               Gems
               Adorn'd
               him
               places
               ;
            
             
               Six
               Steeds
               in
               Rich
               Caparisons
               doth
               fetter
               ,
            
             
               And
               backward
               goes
               himselfe
               to
               guide
               the
               better
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               The
               way
               was
               strew'd
               with
               Filings
               thick
               of
               Gold
               ,
            
             
               His
               Guard
               supporting
               him
               on
               every
               side
               ,
            
             
               The
               People
               run
               with
               Torches
               to
               behold
               ;
            
             
               Presenting
               Flowers
               and
               Garlands
               to
               the
               Bride
               ;
            
             
               His
               god
               was
               shrin'd
               with
               all
               the
               Pomp
               he
               could
               ,
            
             
               Though
               such
               devices
               men
               may
               well
               deride
               :
            
             
               The
               Images
               of
               all
               the
               gods
               were
               carried
               ,
            
             
               With
               Sumptuous
               gifts
               the
               couple
               thus
               were
               Married
               ;
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               By
               gifts
               ,
               I
               meane
               ,
               the
               Temples
               Rich
               Donaries
               ,
            
             
               Imperiall
               Robes
               ,
               with
               Plate
               and
               Jewels
               eke
               ;
            
             
               The
               Nobles
               ,
               Gentry
               ,
               Souldiers
               in
               quandaries
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               at
               these
               sports
               they
               must
               not
               be
               to
               seeke
               ;
            
             
               To
               Turret
               tops
               he
               fetches
               more
               Vagaries
               ,
            
             
               Thence
               Largesse
               throwes
               ,
               such
               never
               was
               the
               leeke
               :
            
             
               Apparell
               *
               Rich
               ,
               Gold
               ,
               Silver
               ,
               Linnen
               fine
               ,
            
             
               All
               sorts
               of
               tame
               Beasts
               gave
               ,
               excepting
               Swine
               ,
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Which
               he
               and
               all
               Phoenicians
               doe
               Abhorr
               .
            
             
               The
               Throng
               was
               such
               that
               some
               to
               death
               were
               trod
               ,
            
             
               Some
               kill'd
               with
               Pikes
               ,
               more
               then
               they
               looked
               for
               ,
            
             
               Such
               Fatall
               Feast
               befell
               his
               New-come
               god
               ;
            
             
               VVith
               many
               more
               of
               these
               Unprincely
               Pranks
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Grandam
               Maesa
               gave
               him
               little
               thanks
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               She
               fear'd
               e're
               long
               the
               Souldiers
               would
               disgust
               ,
            
             
               And
               if
               his
               folly
               brought
               him
               to
               his
               end
               ,
            
             
               She
               home
               againe
               to
               pack
               commanded
               must
            
             
               In
               private
               life
               her
               latter
               daies
               to
               spend
               ;
            
             
               She
               praies
               that
               he
               (
               which
               thus
               Astray
               did
               wander
               )
            
             
               VVould
               Caesar
               make
               his
               Couzen
               Alexander
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               He
               was
               her
               Grandchild
               by
               her
               youngest
               Daughter
               ,
               
            
             
               Then
               this
               into
               him
               finely
               she
               instills
               ;
            
             
               That
               since
               he
               was
               a
               Priest
               and
               serv'd
               the
               A●'tar
               ,
            
             
               The
               gods
               require
               him
               to
               performe
               their
               VVils
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Offices
               and
               Orgies
               to
               prepare
               ,
            
             
               And
               Viceroy
               make
               to
               free
               from
               Humane
               care
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               But
               yet
               no
               stranger
               he
               should
               substitute
               ,
            
             
               His
               Couzen
               German
               fit
               ,
               so
               neer
               Ally'd
               ,
            
             
               Then
               neither
               Office
               would
               be
               destitute
               ,
            
             
               But
               both
               the
               Governments
               might
               be
               supply'd
               :
            
             
               If
               this
               he
               granted
               through
               his
               Princely
               Favour
               ,
            
             
               Both
               he
               and
               she
               would
               doe
               their
               best
               Endeavour
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               This
               will
               appease
               the
               Ghost
               of
               Antonine
               ,
            
             
               To
               see
               that
               you
               his
               Sons
               so
               well
               agree
               ,
            
             
               He
               got
               you
               both
               on
               Daughters
               *
               two
               of
               mine
               ,
            
             
               This
               is
               a
               course
               as
               fit
               as
               fit
               may
               be
               ;
            
             
               Thus
               did
               this
               Beldam
               giddy
               
                 Anton
                 '
              
               flatter
               ,
            
             
               And
               of
               her
               Daughters
               lightnesse
               makes
               no
               matter
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               For
               this
               she
               did
               the
               Souldiers
               to
               Allure
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Caesar
               was
               he
               made
               by
               Antonine
               ,
            
             
               And
               Consull
               eke
               which
               Senate
               doe
               Assure
               ,
            
             
               But
               here
               their
               VVits
               did
               certainly
               decline
               ;
            
             
               No
               more
               but
               foure
               years
               'twixt
               their
               Ages
               run
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               t'one
               must
               Father
               be
               ,
               and
               t'other
               Son.
               
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               VVhom
               he
               in
               all
               his
               Rites
               did
               seeke
               to
               Traine
               ,
            
             
               Mammaea
               Mother
               was
               of
               other
               mind
               ;
            
             
               These
               whimsey
               Frenzies
               she
               doth
               much
               disdaine
               ,
            
             
               And
               sends
               for
               Tutors
               of
               the
               liberall
               kind
               :
            
             
               Such
               care
               she
               tooke
               to
               weane
               him
               from
               this
               Antick
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               might
               sober
               prove
               and
               not
               a
               Frantick
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               Yet
               *
               wrastling
               sometime
               as
               an
               Active
               Sport
               ,
            
             
               She
               will
               permit
               him
               for
               his
               Recreation
               ,
            
             
               But
               most
               unto
               his
               Tutors
               must
               Resort
               ,
            
             
               To
               Antonine
               a
               mere
               Pedantick
               Fashion
               ;
            
             
               VVho
               now
               repents
               what
               he
               before
               hath
               done
               ,
            
             
               Because
               he
               sees
               they
               meane
               to
               spoile
               his
               Son.
               
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               For
               which
               some
               of
               his
               Tutors
               roundly
               Trust
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               their
               Roomes
               he
               Revellers
               promoted
               ;
            
             
               Unprincely
               sports
               he
               us'd
               to
               serve
               his
               Lust
               ,
            
             
               All
               men
               perceive
               that
               now
               he
               plainly
               doted
               ,
            
             
               Chiefe
               Offices
               of
               State
               disposed
               must
            
             
               To
               such
               as
               for
               their
               Lewdnesse
               were
               denoted
               ;
            
             
               Fidlers
               ,
               Dancers
               ,
               Jesters
               ,
               Charret-drivers
               ,
            
             
               Debauched
               Ruffins
               were
               his
               State
               Contrivers
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               This
               was
               a
               mad
               and
               drunken
               distribution
               ,
            
             
               Besides
               his
               Gewgawes
               and
               his
               Garish
               Dresses
               ,
            
             
               VVhich
               made
               the
               Souldiers
               set
               their
               Resolution
               ,
            
             
               Not
               to
               regard
               his
               garbe
               or
               Silken
               Tresses
               ;
            
             
               In
               Alexander
               there
               was
               lesse
               Privation
               ,
            
             
               To
               whom
               his
               Mother
               gave
               good
               Education
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               And
               now
               't
               was
               time
               to
               see
               how
               matters
               went
               ,
            
             
               His
               Mother
               heeds
               ,
               and
               to
               his
               businesse
               looks
               ,
            
             
               She
               would
               not
               let
               him
               eat
               what
               
                 Anton
                 '
              
               sent
               ,
            
             
               But
               duely
               minds
               his
               Butlers
               and
               his
               Cooks
               ;
            
             
               For
               that
               disease
               she
               undertooke
               the
               Cure
               ,
            
             
               And
               money
               gave
               the
               Souldiers
               to
               Assure
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               Now
               Antonine
               intends
               to
               kill
               them
               both
               ,
            
             
               The
               Mother
               and
               his
               new
               Adopted
               Son
               ,
            
             
               VVhich
               Grandam
               *
               Maesa
               would
               be
               very
               loth
               ,
            
             
               Too
               blame
               am
               I
               ,
               quoth
               she
               ,
               if
               this
               be
               done
               ;
            
             
               She
               knew
               of
               all
               his
               Plots
               as
               well
               as
               may
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               was
               withall
               a
               very
               subtle
               Lady
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               Because
               his
               projects
               still
               she
               did
               prevent
               ,
            
             
               His
               Son
               no
               longer
               Caesar
               is
               saluted
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               the
               Souldiers
               heard
               of
               his
               intent
               ,
            
             
               No
               force
               say
               they
               that
               we
               will
               have
               disputed
               :
            
             
               With
               bitter
               Threats
               they
               'gin
               to
               fret
               and
               Stamp
               ,
            
             
               Restraine
               his
               Guards
               and
               lockt
               them
               in
               the
               Camp.
               
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               Young
               Caesar
               they
               demand
               and
               him
               will
               see
               ,
            
             
               This
               Startles
               
                 Anton
                 '
              
               ,
               makes
               him
               take
               Caroch
               ,
            
             
               Adorn'd
               with
               Gems
               as
               rich
               as
               rich
               might
               be
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               the
               Camp
               his
               Son
               and
               he
               Approach
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Gates
               they
               ope
               with
               seming
               merry
               cheer
               ,
            
             
               Conducting
               them
               unto
               the
               Temple
               there
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               That
               night
               they
               had
               their
               Lodgings
               both
               prepar'd
               ,
            
             
               Prince
               Caesar
               yet
               the
               Army
               best
               Applaudes
               ;
            
             
               When
               Antonine
               saw
               how
               this
               matter
               far'd
               ,
            
             
               Hie
               time
               it
               was
               to
               lay
               aside
               his
               Gaudes
               :
            
             
               The
               Chiefe
               of
               them
               he
               had
               in
               most
               suspition
               ,
            
             
               He
               executes
               as
               Authors
               of
               Sedition
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               meane
               to
               take
               this
               just
               occasion
            
             
               To
               help
               their
               Fellowes
               in
               this
               dangerous
               case
               ;
            
             
               Now
               Anton's
               Fautors
               die
               without
               Evasion
               ,
            
             
               His
               Rimers
               ,
               Dancers
               ,
               and
               his
               Juglers
               base
               ;
            
             
               Not
               so
               content
               ,
               their
               fury
               so
               extreme
               is
               ,
            
             
               They
               kill
               himselfe
               and
               eke
               his
               Mother
               Saemis
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               Their
               Carkasses
               the
               people
               hale
               and
               rakes
               ,
            
             
               Enough
               to
               make
               a
               kind
               heart
               shake
               and
               shiver
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               they
               threw
               into
               the
               publicke
               Jakes
               ,
            
             
               Which
               voided
               are
               into
               the
               Tyber
               River
               ;
            
             
               Then
               that
               their
               young
               Prince
               might
               not
               rove
               at
               Random
               ,
            
             
               They
               him
               commit
               to
               's
               Mother
               and
               his
               Grandam
               .
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           Fifth
           Book
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           I
           have
           thought
           good
           to
           give
           you
           here
           the
           Character
           or
           Elogy
           of
           this
           last
           Antonine
           ,
           taken
           out
           of
           the
           best
           Authors
           .
        
         
           HIs
           Apparell
           was
           extreame
           brave
           and
           Gorgeous
           :
           yet
           he
           never
           wore
           one
           Garment
           twice
           .
           His
           Shooes
           were
           embellisht
           with
           Diamonds
           ,
           and
           Orientall
           Pearles
           of
           the
           most
           Caracts
           .
           His
           Seats
           were
           strewed
           with
           Muske
           and
           Amber
           .
           His
           Beds
           were
           covered
           with
           Cloth
           of
           Gold
           Tissued
           on
           Purple
           ,
           and
           embossed
           with
           Gems
           of
           inestimable
           Value
           .
           His
           Way
           was
           strewed
           with
           filings
           of
           Gold
           and
           Silver
           .
           His
           Vessels
           ,
           even
           of
           basest
           use
           ,
           were
           of
           Obryze
           Gold.
           His
           Lamps
           burned
           with
           pretious
           Balmes
           and
           Gums
           of
           India
           and
           Arabia
           .
           His
           Fish-ponds
           were
           filled
           with
           Rose-water
           .
           His
           Ships
           in
           his
           Theatricall
           Sea
           fights
           ,
           floated
           in
           Rivers
           of
           Wine
           .
           His
           Bathes
           most
           magnificently
           built
           ,
           when
           he
           had
           once
           used
           them
           ,
           were
           still
           pluckt
           downe
           ,
           and
           new
           built
           .
           His
           Plate
           ,
           of
           refined
           Massie
           Gold
           ;
           but
           never
           served
           twice
           to
           his
           Table
           .
           His
           Rings
           and
           Jewels
           infinitely
           Rich
           ;
           yet
           never
           worne
           twice
           .
           His
           Concubines
           numberlesse
           ,
           but
           never
           laine
           with
           twice
           .
           Every
           Supper
           in
           his
           Court
           cost
           1000
           pounds
           sterling
           .
           When
           he
           lay
           neere
           to
           the
           Sea
           ,
           he
           would
           eat
           no
           fish
           :
           when
           he
           was
           farthest
           in
           the
           Continent
           ,
           he
           would
           eat
           no
           Flesh
           .
           Whole
           Meales
           were
           furnisht
           with
           Tongues
           of
           singing
           Birds
           ,
           and
           Braines
           of
           rarest
           Creatures
           .
           All
           Europe
           ,
           Asia
           ,
           and
           Africk
           ,
           with
           the
           Ilands
           adjacent
           ;
           in
           a
           word
           ,
           the
           Globe
           of
           Earth
           and
           Sea
           (
           whereof
           he
           was
           
             LORD
             PARAMOVNT
          
           )
           was
           
           not
           able
           to
           fill
           this
           GVLPH
           .
           In
           his
           Progresse
           ,
           he
           was
           attended
           by
           600
           Charrets
           fraught
           with
           Concubines
           ,
           Catamites
           ,
           and
           Pandars
           :
           for
           whom
           ,
           he
           built
           a
           Seraglio
           in
           his
           Court
           ;
           where
           himselfe
           (
           in
           the
           habit
           of
           a
           Curtez●n
           )
           used
           to
           make
           solemne
           Speeches
           to
           them
           ,
           terming
           them
           ,
           his
           Brave
           Fellow-Souldiers
           and
           Companions
           in
           Arms
           :
           
             [
             What
             gallant
             Instructions
             he
             gave
             them
             I
             forbeare
             to
             mention
             ]
          
           He
           caused
           to
           be
           gathered
           in
           Rome
           *
           ten
           thousand
           Weight
           of
           Spiders
           ,
           ten
           thousand
           Mice
           ,
           and
           a
           thousand
           Polcats
           ;
           which
           he
           exhibited
           to
           the
           Roman
           Peeres
           and
           People
           ,
           in
           a
           publike
           Shew
           and
           Solemnity
           ,
           professing
           ,
           that
           
             now
             he
             perfectly
             understood
             how
             mighty
             a
             City
             Rome
             was
             .
          
           Lastly
           ,
           
             [
             to
             omit
             other
             more
             stronge
             Prankes
             ]
          
           he
           summoned
           a
           *
           Parliament
           of
           Women
           ,
           to
           consult
           about
           
             Tires
             ,
             Fashions
             ,
             Dresses
             ,
             Tinctures
             ,
          
           and
           the
           like
           Weighty
           and
           Important
           Affaires
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Sixth
           BOOK
           .
        
         
           
             CANTO
             XVII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Prince
               Alexander
               next
               Reforms
               the
               State
               ,
            
             
               Maesa
               deified
               ,
               Persians
               them
               Invade
               ,
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Letters
               they
               despise
               and
               Hate
               .
            
             
               A
               Muster
               over
               Italy
               is
               made
               ;
            
             
               Alexander
               against
               the
               Persian
               goes
               ,
            
             
               And
               sends
               Embassage
               to
               his
               Sturdy
               Foes
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               YOu
               see
               the
               end
               of
               Luxury
               and
               Riot
               ,
            
             
               What
               meanes
               this
               flesh
               and
               blood
               so
               to
               Rebell
               ?
            
             
               How
               happy
               is
               the
               poore
               mans
               rest
               and
               quiet
               ,
            
             
               That
               doth
               within
               his
               homely
               Cottage
               dwell
               !
            
             
               Far
               better
               be
               a
               Beast
               or
               Brutish
               Swine
               ,
            
             
               Then
               live
               and
               die
               the
               death
               of
               Antonine
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               This
               end
               had
               Antonine
               and
               his
               Adhaerents
               ,
            
             
               Then
               were
               (
               for
               managing
               of
               State-Affaires
               )
            
             
               Maesa
               and
               Mammaea
               created
               Regents
               ,
            
             
               Who
               straight
               the
               Common-wealth
               amisse
               Repaires
               ;
            
             
               Sixteen
               were
               chosen
               of
               the
               Ancient
               Peers
               ,
            
             
               Remarkable
               for
               Wisdome
               and
               for
               yeares
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               This
               Government
               was
               pleasing
               unto
               all
               ,
            
             
               Their
               gods
               remov'd
               of
               late
               they
               reinvest
               ,
            
             
               For
               Antonines
               they
               make
               accompt
               but
               small
               ,
               *
            
             
               Though
               he
               and
               they
               so
               garishly
               were
               drest
               ;
            
             
               His
               scounderels
               were
               all
               of
               them
               disgrac'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               men
               of
               Honour
               in
               their
               roomes
               were
               plac'd
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               The
               Empire
               stated
               thus
               ,
               old
               Masa
               died
               ,
            
             
               All
               solemne
               Rites
               unto
               her
               Hearse
               were
               done
               ;
            
             
               For
               like
               an
               Empresse
               she
               was
               *
               Deified
               ,
            
             
               Mammaea
               left
               sole
               Guardian
               to
               her
               Son
               :
            
             
               And
               now
               for
               Rule
               he
               was
               of
               decent
               Age
               ,
            
             
               She
               sought
               unruly
               passions
               to
               Asswage
               ;
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Which
               happens
               oft
               to
               Natures
               that
               are
               best
            
             
               When
               Parasites
               have
               got
               the
               upper
               hands
               :
            
             
               To
               stirr
               her selfe
               she
               therefore
               did
               not
               rest
               ,
            
             
               Till
               she
               from
               Court
               did
               all
               of
               them
               disband
               ;
            
             
               She
               pray'd
               him
               in
               debates
               to
               end
               the
               Strife
               ,
            
             
               Which
               he
               observ'd
               and
               led
               a
               Princely
               Life
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               In
               fourteen
               yeares
               his
               Empire
               had
               no
               staine
               ,
               
            
             
               None
               di'd
               without
               due
               processe
               in
               the
               Law
               ;
            
             
               Since
               Marcus
               time
               there
               was
               not
               such
               a
               Raigne
               ,
            
             
               For
               Love
               they
               him
               Revered
               more
               then
               Awe
               :
            
             
               His
               Mother
               though
               heap'd
               Coine
               ,
               as
               she
               pretended
            
             
               To
               give
               his
               Souldiers
               ,
               which
               he
               not
               commended
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Their
               goods
               she
               spoyl'd
               he
               thought
               on
               him
               reflected
               ;
            
             
               And
               when
               he
               had
               obtain'd
               a
               Noble
               Wife
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lady
               was
               by
               her
               too
               much
               neglected
               ,
            
             
               And
               forc'd
               from
               Court
               to
               lead
               a
               quiet
               life
               :
            
             
               As
               Empresse
               she
               alone
               will
               take
               upon
               her
               ,
            
             
               Maligning
               much
               at
               this
               her
               Daughters
               Honour
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               Her
               Sire
               she
               kill'd
               o're
               come
               with
               Passion
               blind
               ,
            
             
               Because
               he
               spake
               what
               did
               not
               her
               content
               :
            
             
               The
               Lady
               into
               Africk
               was
               confin'd
               ,
            
             
               All
               which
               was
               done
               without
               the
               Sons
               consent
               ;
            
             
               Though
               duty
               binds
               ,
               yet
               herein
               was
               his
               Error
               ,
            
             
               He
               gave
               her
               too
               much
               sway
               to
               others
               Terror
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Excepting
               this
               he
               rul'd
               without
               offence
               ;
            
             
               Now
               Posts
               in
               hast
               from
               Syria
               hither
               ran
               ,
            
             
               And
               brought
               such
               newes
               as
               quickly
               call'd
               him
               hence
               ,
            
             
               The
               Persian
               King
               had
               kill'd
               great
               Artaban
               ;
               *
            
             
               And
               worser
               newes
               they
               added
               to
               the
               Story
               ,
            
             
               His
               Troops
               he
               march'd
               in
               Roman
               Territory
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               In
               Mesopotamia
               he
               his
               Standard
               Reares
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               he
               comes
               as
               greedy
               as
               a
               Wolfe
               ,
            
             
               By
               all
               his
               gods
               he
               most
               devoutly
               Sweares
            
             
               The
               Country's
               his
               to
               the
               Propontick
               gulfe
               ;
            
             
               The
               Persians
               Right
               which
               they
               derive
               from
               Cyrus
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Alexander
               overthrew
               Darius
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Whosoever
               saith
               against
               he
               counts
               a
               Toy
               ,
            
             
               The
               Countries
               of
               Jonia
               and
               Cary
            
             
               Was
               Govern'd
               by
               a
               Persian
               Viceroy
               ,
            
             
               Which
               he
               will
               have
               or
               else
               himselfe
               will
               die
               :
            
             
               What
               heretofore
               was
               under
               their
               command
               ,
            
             
               He
               counts
               his
               Honour
               ,
               and
               will
               that
               demand
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               This
               dismall
               newes
               when
               Alexander
               heard
               ,
            
             
               Because
               in
               peace
               his
               youth
               was
               ever
               train'd
               ,
            
             
               No
               marvell
               if
               they
               made
               him
               much
               afraid
               ,
            
             
               He
               Counsell
               craves
               how
               this
               might
               be
               restain'd
               ;
            
             
               Who
               soone
               resolves
               ,
               they
               will
               without
               neglect
            
             
               Embassage
               send
               ,
               which
               spake
               to
               this
               Effect
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               You
               ought
               ,
               say
               they
               ,
               to
               keep
               within
               your
               Bounds
               ,
            
             
               And
               not
               to
               stirr
               new
               Tumults
               ,
               or
               this
               Warr
               ;
            
             
               For
               if
               you
               doe
               approach
               the
               Roman
               grounds
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Souldiers
               will
               your
               enterprise
               debarr
               ;
            
             
               When
               you
               perceive
               what
               praise
               to
               them
               ,
               redounds
               ,
            
             
               You
               then
               will
               wish
               you
               had
               not
               come
               so
               farr
               :
            
             
               He
               minds
               them
               oft
               what
               those
               before
               him
               wan
               ,
            
             
               Augustus
               ,
               Lucius
               ,
               Severe
               ,
               and
               Trajan
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               They
               thought
               that
               this
               would
               be
               a
               cooling
               Card
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               this
               Bri●●e
               was
               to
               the
               Persians
               born
               ,
            
             
               They
               make
               return
               as
               yet
               they
               were
               not
               scarr'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               flatly
               doe
               their
               message
               hold
               in
               scorn
               :
            
             
               They
               mean
               to
               fight
               and
               not
               contest
               in
               Words
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               Assaile
               the
               Guards
               upon
               the
               Fords
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               With
               spoile
               of
               booty
               r●●k
               of
               their
               successe
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Empire
               now
               they
               doubt
               not
               to
               enlarge
               ;
            
             
               And
               Artaxerxes
               thought
               himself
               no
               lesse
               ,
            
             
               Who
               was
               the
               first
               that
               durst
               the
               Parthians
               charge
               ,
            
             
               To
               get
               again
               what
               formerly
               was
               Lost
               ,
            
             
               When
               Alexander
               foyl'd
               Darius
               Host
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               These
               Countries
               of
               the
               East
               were
               dealt
               in
               Shares
            
             
               By
               those
               that
               next
               the
               Conquerour
               succeed
               ,
            
             
               Till
               that
               they
               spoyl'd
               themselues
               by
               civill
               Warrs
               ,
            
             
               Then
               
                 Parth'an
                 Arsace
              
               did
               sub'ly
               proceed
               :
            
             
               Revolt
               he
               plotted
               by
               the
               Macedonians
               ,
            
             
               Who
               Crown'd
               him
               King
               ,
               and
               eke
               the
               next
               Barbarians
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               These
               Countries
               got
               he
               left
               unto
               his
               heires
               ,
            
             
               With
               other
               moe
               ,
               he
               next
               to
               Parthia
               wan
               ,
            
             
               Where
               he
               and
               his
               did
               flourish
               many
               yeares
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Artaxerxes
               kill'd
               great
               Artaban
               ;
            
             
               Who
               now
               will
               them
               unite
               to
               Persian
               Crown
               ,
            
             
               And
               eke
               advance
               to
               pull
               the
               Romans
               down
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               With
               this
               to
               stirr
               begins
               the
               Roman
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               His
               Captaines
               and
               his
               Honour
               doth
               Invite
               ;
            
             
               Best
               men
               he
               Musters
               now
               in
               each
               Province
               ,
            
             
               That
               these
               insulting
               Persians
               he
               may
               smite
               :
            
             
               And
               since
               these
               Barb'rous
               ●olk
               will
               not
               Attone
               ,
            
             
               His
               Souldiers
               cals
               and
               speaks
               thus
               from
               his
               Throne
               :
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Brave
               Fellow
               Souldiers
               now
               I
               wish
               I
               Could
            
             
               Speak
               my
               Applause
               and
               likewise
               your
               content
               ,
               
            
             
               I
               know
               Sweet
               Peace
               is
               better
               bought
               then
               sold
               ;
            
             
               But
               since
               our
               Foes
               to
               Prejudice
               are
               bent
               ,
            
             
               And
               us
               to
               harm
               doe
               shew
               themselves
               despitefull
               ,
            
             
               What
               we
               perform
               we
               ought
               to
               count
               delightfull
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Who
               doth
               the
               wrong
               deserveth
               little
               grace
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               who
               repels
               deserveth
               to
               be
               hated
               ;
            
             
               The
               Persian
               King
               stept
               in
               his
               Soveraigns
               place
               ,
            
             
               And
               Traiterously
               the
               Kingdome
               hath
               Translated
               :
            
             
               So
               in
               despite
               of
               our
               Majestick
               Power
               ,
            
             
               Our
               Coasts
               and
               Countries
               he
               presumes
               to
               scower
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               By
               gentle
               Letters
               first
               we
               faire
               intreat
               ,
            
             
               From
               claiming
               others
               Right
               he
               would
               desist
               ;
            
             
               But
               he
               to
               fight
               and
               Challenge
               growes
               in
               heat
               ,
            
             
               Insatiate
               is
               and
               will
               doe
               what
               he
               list
               :
            
             
               To
               break
               the
               Peace
               it
               was
               not
               your
               desires
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               let
               him
               know
               you
               'l
               fight
               when
               need
               requires
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               You
               Vet'rans
               that
               such
               Famous
               Battels
               won
            
             
               By
               conduct
               of
               Severus
               and
               my
               Sire
               ,
            
             
               Still
               let
               them
               see
               your
               Courage
               is
               not
               done
               ;
            
             
               You
               younger
               sort
               that
               Honour
               doe
               Aspire
               ,
            
             
               Let
               former
               quiet
               breed
               no
               alteration
               ,
            
             
               But
               of
               your
               Valour
               make
               full
               demonstration
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               folk
               are
               fierce
               to
               them
               that
               shrink
               ,
            
             
               But
               will
               not
               stand
               when
               Battell
               once
               is
               set
               ;
            
             
               When
               you
               doe
               throughly
               charge
               ,
               away
               they
               slink
               ,
            
             
               And
               think
               it
               well
               when
               they
               some
               booty
               get
               :
            
             
               If
               we
               our
               Order
               keep
               (
               with
               little
               pain
               )
            
             
               Wee
               shall
               them
               quell
               ,
               and
               safe
               return
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               This
               said
               ,
               with
               shouts
               the
               Souldiers
               Joy
               Expresse
               ,
            
             
               To
               th'
               Senate
               eke
               he
               spake
               to
               like
               Effect
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               Commands
               for
               Journey
               to
               Addresse
            
             
               That
               they
               the
               Persians
               sooner
               may
               Correct
               ;
            
             
               The
               Rites
               perform'd
               according
               to
               their
               guise
               ,
            
             
               Both
               he
               and
               Romans
               part
               with
               wa●'ry
               eyes
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               His
               Rule
               so
               gentle
               was
               they
               love
               him
               deare
               ,
            
             
               As
               also
               that
               amongst
               them
               he
               was
               bred
               ;
            
             
               To
               Illyrian
               Nations
               straight
               he
               doth
               appear
               ,
            
             
               Great
               Forces
               rais'd
               he
               thence
               to
               Antioch
               led
               ;
            
             
               Once
               there
               ,
               he
               makes
               all
               Warlike
               Preparation
               ,
            
             
               His
               Souldiers
               Training
               in
               a
               Martiall
               Fashion
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               By
               Treaty
               once
               againe
               he
               offers
               Peace
               ,
            
             
               He
               thinks
               his
               presence
               may
               perswade
               or
               fear
               ,
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               Prince
               will
               not
               his
               claim
               surcease
               ,
            
             
               But
               sends
               four
               hundred
               of
               the
               tallest
               there
               :
            
             
               Like
               Heralds
               clad
               in
               rich
               and
               brave
               attire
               ,
            
             
               His
               men
               to
               daunt
               and
               cause
               them
               back
               retire
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               They
               Message
               had
               ,
               how
               that
               King
               Artaxerx
            
             
               Commands
               them
               *
               Asia
               and
               Syria
               to
               refrain
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               be
               sure
               he
               will
               them
               sore
               perplex
               ,
            
             
               Till
               Jonia
               and
               Caria
               he
               regaine
               :
            
             
               For
               what
               divides
               Aegean
               and
               Pontick
               gulf
               ,
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               shall
               rule
               except
               it
               be
               himself
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               This
               errand
               crosse
               to
               Roman
               Princes
               mind
               ,
            
             
               He
               bids
               these
               men
               shall
               seized
               be
               and
               stript
               ;
            
             
               Their
               dwellings
               into
               Phrygia
               were
               assignd
               ,
            
             
               And
               narrowly
               they
               scap'd
               from
               being
               whipt
               :
            
             
               Yet
               banishment
               from
               home
               enough
               he
               thought
               ,
            
             
               Their
               fault
               no
               more
               then
               Soveraign
               Message
               brought
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               This
               done
               he
               meanes
               t'
               invade
               the
               Barb'rous
               Foe
               ,
            
             
               Though
               some
               of
               
                 Aegypt
                 Syria
              
               did
               embroyle
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               that
               with
               skill
               he
               salv'd
               without
               a
               blow
               ,
            
             
               And
               tooke
               a
               course
               the
               rest
               might
               not
               recoile
               :
            
             
               His
               Army
               now
               is
               equall
               to
               Barbarians
               ,
            
             
               Which
               he
               divideth
               into
               three
               Battalians
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               One
               Northward
               march'd
               through
               Confines
               of
               Armenia
               ,
            
             
               Who
               seem'd
               to
               be
               the
               Romans
               steddy
               Friends
               ,
            
             
               That
               way
               he
               purposeth
               to
               enter
               Media
               ,
            
             
               The
               next
               where
               *
               Rivers
               meet
               ,
               yet
               of
               their
               ends
            
             
               Your
               expectation
               must
               a
               while
               prorogue
               ,
            
             
               Till
               we
               can
               tell
               you
               where
               they
               disem●ogue
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               The
               third
               and
               best
               he
               tooke
               himselfe
               to
               lead
               ;
            
             
               Thus
               severall
               wayes
               the
               Persians
               they
               invade
               ,
            
             
               Not
               feed
               men
               (
               as
               the
               Romans
               )
               but
               in
               stead
            
             
               They
               goe
               to
               Warrs
               with
               men
               of
               every
               Trade
               ,
            
             
               And
               Women
               oft
               are
               Must'red
               on
               the
               Plaine
               ,
            
             
               Who
               booty
               get
               ,
               then
               to
               their
               house
               againe
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Not
               us'd
               to
               Camps
               or
               train'd
               in
               Martiall
               skill
               ,
            
             
               So
               Romans
               meane
               to
               take
               them
               unprovided
               ,
            
             
               And
               Alexander
               thinks
               to
               work
               his
               will
            
             
               On
               them
               that
               have
               his
               Embassage
               derided
               ;
            
             
               But
               what
               event
               befell
               to
               either
               State
               ,
            
             
               The
               Canto
               next
               ensuing
               will
               relate
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             XVIII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Of
               Archery
               high
               Hils
               and
               Romans
               foyle
               ,
            
             
               Alexander
               〈◊〉
               and
               comes
               to
               Rhine
               ,
            
             
               German
               Rebels
               ,
               and
               Heralds
               keep
               a
               ●oile
               ,
            
             
               Describe
               wee
               then
               the
               Emp'rour
               Maximine
               ,
            
             
               This
               journey
               puts
               the
               Romans
               to
               much
               paine
               ,
            
             
               Prince
               Alexander
               is
               by
               Souldiers
               slaine
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               IF
               true
               or
               no
               Mammae●
               was
               unchast
               ,
            
             
               Uncertain
               is
               ,
               but
               so
               it
               was
               proclaim'd
               ;
            
             
               To
               make
               her
               Son
               a
               King
               she
               was
               in
               hast
               ,
            
             
               Too
               many
               have
               at
               such
               Ambition
               Aim'd
               :
            
             
               Our
               gain
               by
               fraud
               doth
               alwaies
               turn
               to
               losse
               ,
            
             
               So
               wee
               as
               they
               come
               home
               by
               weeping-crosse
               .
               
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               Persians
               are
               Esteem'd
               as
               Archers
               good
            
             
               In
               Warr
               ,
               or
               when
               they
               stay
               at
               home
               to
               feast
               ;
            
             
               If
               so
               it
               is
               a
               meanes
               to
               get
               their
               food
               ,
            
             
               With
               Bow
               and
               Shaft
               they
               seldome
               misse
               wild
               Beast
               :
            
             
               Though
               Alexanders
               plots
               were
               deep
               and
               wise
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Fortune
               favour'd
               not
               his
               Enterprise
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               The
               formost
               Army
               through
               Armenia
               went
               ,
            
             
               So
               clambring
               o're
               each
               Mountaine
               craggy
               top
               ,
            
             
               To
               burn
               and
               pillage
               Media
               they
               are
               sent
               ,
            
             
               And
               Persian
               King
               their
               Passage
               seekes
               to
               stop
               ;
            
             
               The
               steepy
               Hils
               secure
               the
               Roman
               Foot
               ,
            
             
               On
               Persian
               Horse
               to
               serve
               it
               was
               no
               boot
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               In
               Parthia
               The
               second
               Army
               enters
               ,
            
             
               Which
               to
               the
               Persian
               King
               was
               uncouth
               Newes
               ,
            
             
               If
               this
               be
               got
               for
               Persia
               next
               he
               venters
               ,
            
             
               Another
               purpose
               therefore
               he
               pursues
               :
            
             
               Some
               Force
               he
               left
               lest
               Media
               should
               be
               lost
               ,
            
             
               Then
               into
               th'
               East
               he
               goes
               with
               mighty
               Host
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               First
               Roman
               Army
               doe
               their
               March
               retard
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               the
               Barb'rous
               folk
               did
               not
               proceed
               ;
            
             
               They
               thought
               their
               Prince
               advanced
               with
               the
               third
            
             
               It
               'h
               mdidle
               part
               as
               erst
               it
               was
               agreed
               :
            
             
               There
               also
               was
               a
               rendezvouz
               Assign'd
            
             
               To
               keep
               the
               prey
               and
               Pris'ners
               that
               they
               find
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               But
               loe
               a
               hard
               disaster
               here
               befell
               ,
            
             
               He
               neither
               goes
               himself
               or
               Army
               sent
               ;
            
             
               Whether
               it
               were
               he
               Lov'd
               himself
               too
               well
               ,
            
             
               Or
               that
               his
               Mother
               fond
               ,
               crost
               his
               intent
               ,
            
             
               To
               keep
               him
               still
               at
               home
               her
               wit
               she
               bends
               ▪
            
             
               Which
               brought
               them
               both
               unto
               their
               dismall
               ends
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               The
               Army
               that
               the
               Barb'rous
               Country
               entred
               ,
            
             
               Through
               want
               of
               his
               reserve
               were
               all
               defeated
               ;
            
             
               But
               for
               the
               hope
               of
               that
               they
               had
               not
               ventred
               ,
            
             
               By
               too
               much
               confidence
               thus
               being
               cheated
               :
            
             
               The
               Persians
               run
               upon
               them
               unaware
               ,
            
             
               And
               they
               like
               birds
               were
               taken
               in
               a
               snare
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               They
               were
               too
               few
               so
               many
               to
               repell
               ,
            
             
               To
               stand
               upon
               their
               Guard
               they
               now
               contrive
               ,
            
             
               And
               think
               they
               have
               themselves
               acquitted
               well
               ,
            
             
               If
               so
               they
               may
               but
               keep
               themselves
               alive
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Targets
               joyn'd
               while
               cloud
               of
               Arrowes
               fell
               ,
            
             
               But
               compast
               round
               like
               Bees
               within
               a
               Hive
               ,
            
             
               Receiving
               grievous
               Wounds
               and
               deadly
               paine
               ,
            
             
               With
               brave
               resistance
               ,
               every
               man
               was
               slain
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               This
               to
               the
               Romans
               was
               a
               heavy
               crosse
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Better
               men
               remaineth
               no
               Record
               ,
            
             
               Young
               Alexander
               much
               laments
               the
               losse
               ,
            
             
               And
               Souldiers
               tax
               him
               deep
               for
               breach
               of
               Word
               ;
            
             
               The
               Persian
               puft
               doth
               beare
               aloft
               his
               Crest
               ,
            
             
               But
               *
               he
               with
               griefe
               and
               Sicknesse
               is
               opprest
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Heat
               of
               the
               Clime
               he
               could
               no
               longer
               brook
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               yet
               Illyrians
               bred
               in
               moister
               aire
               ,
            
             
               Them
               and
               the
               rest
               along
               with
               him
               he
               tooke
               ,
            
             
               Then
               unto
               Antioch
               maketh
               his
               repaire
               ;
            
             
               For
               better
               Fortune
               now
               he
               must
               not
               looke
               ,
            
             
               Both
               he
               and
               those
               remain'd
               were
               in
               despaire
               :
            
             
               His
               Army
               perish'd
               thus
               that
               was
               three
               fold
               ,
            
             
               With
               Sword
               and
               sicknesse
               or
               the
               Mountaines
               cold
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               To
               Antioch
               come
               fresh
               Fountaines
               ,
               cooler
               aire
               ,
            
             
               In
               better
               state
               of
               health
               did
               him
               restore
               ,
            
             
               His
               credit
               lost
               he
               Labour'd
               to
               repaire
               ,
            
             
               To
               Souldiers
               left
               of
               Coyne
               he
               gave
               great
               store
               ;
            
             
               This
               was
               he
               knew
               the
               way
               to
               get
               him
               praise
               ,
               
            
             
               And
               chiefest
               help
               an
               Army
               new
               to
               raise
               ;
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               For
               so
               he
               must
               if
               Persians
               them
               pursue
               ,
            
             
               But
               newes
               he
               heares
               their
               King
               his
               men
               dismist
               ,
            
             
               Though
               his
               were
               slain
               it
               also
               was
               as
               true
               ,
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               folk
               to
               follow
               had
               no
               list
               :
            
             
               Of
               multitudes
               their
               Number
               did
               abate
               ,
            
             
               For
               Romans
               sold
               their
               lives
               at
               dearest
               rate
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               Their
               number
               not
               their
               Valour
               overcame
               ,
            
             
               As
               now
               was
               plain
               by
               keeping
               home
               in
               quiet
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Alexander
               followes
               on
               his
               game
            
             
               At
               Antioch
               with
               frolicking
               and
               Riot
               ;
            
             
               The
               Persians
               eke
               are
               tender
               of
               their
               lives
               ,
            
             
               Ay
               ▪
               loving
               home
               their
               children
               and
               their
               Wives
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               While
               thus
               he
               staid
               Illyrian
               Posts
               came
               hether
               ,
            
             
               And
               Message
               brought
               how
               Germans
               past
               the
               Rhine
               :
            
             
               This
               suddaine
               newes
               perplext
               him
               more
               then
               ever
               ,
            
             
               To
               heare
               the
               Northern
               Rebels
               lewd
               designe
               ;
            
             
               He
               all
               must
               lose
               ,
               or
               make
               hast
               ,
               chuse
               him
               whether
               ,
            
             
               And
               bring
               his
               force
               e're
               more
               of
               them
               combine
               :
            
             
               They
               Havock
               make
               ,
               great
               Cities
               burne
               and
               Villages
               ,
            
             
               And
               round
               about
               the
               Country
               sacks
               and
               pillages
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               This
               tale
               him
               vext
               and
               eke
               Illyrians
               griev'd
               ,
            
             
               Their
               fellowes
               late
               in
               Persia
               put
               to
               slaughter
               ,
            
             
               (
               He
               staid
               behind
               that
               should
               have
               them
               relieved
               )
            
             
               And
               now
               their
               friends
               by
               Germans
               shortly
               after
               ;
            
             
               They
               were
               at
               him
               exceedingly
               enraged
               ,
            
             
               That
               them
               betrai'd
               when
               they
               for
               him
               engaged
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Now
               
                 Alexander
                 Italy
              
               doth
               feare
               ,
            
             
               Ill●ria
               was
               for
               that
               the
               only
               Ba●r
               ;
            
             
               The
               Eastern
               Nations
               seldome
               of
               it
               heate
               .
            
             
               Disjoyned
               both
               by
               Sea
               and
               Land
               so
               farr
               ;
            
             
               To
               make
               new
               Warr
               the
               time
               doth
               him
               constraine
               ,
            
             
               Though
               he
               had
               rather
               stay
               then
               take
               the
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Yet
               now
               (
               though
               loth
               )
               he
               makes
               an
               expedition
               ,
            
             
               His
               Forts
               and
               Sconces
               fortifies
               at
               home
               .
            
             
               Then
               Northward
               goes
               to
               make
               due
               inquisition
               ;
            
             
               And
               when
               his
               Souldiers
               all
               a●e
               to
               him
               come
               ,
            
             
               Encampeth
               on
               the
               River
               Banks
               of
               Rhyne
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Bridge
               of
               Ships
               and
               Barges
               doth
               Assigne
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               O're
               Rhyne
               and
               Ister
               men
               in
               Summer
               sayle
               ,
            
             
               The
               Channels
               of
               them
               both
               are
               deep
               and
               broad
               ,
            
             
               But
               in
               the
               Winter
               froze
               with
               Snow
               and
               Haile
               ,
            
             
               And
               Ice
               so
               thick
               they
               beare
               a
               mighty
               load
               ;
            
             
               To
               carry
               Water
               ,
               pitchers
               they
               have
               none
               ,
            
             
               But
               hewes
               out
               Ice
               ,
               and
               beares
               it
               like
               a
               stone
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               This
               Army
               had
               some
               Regiments
               of
               Moores
            
             
               And
               goodly
               Band
               of
               Archers
               from
               the
               East
               ,
            
             
               With
               Parthian
               Fugitives
               run
               from
               their
               doores
               ,
            
             
               All
               these
               the
               German
               People
               much
               infest
               ;
            
             
               The
               nimble
               *
               Moores
               at
               Distance
               cast
               their
               Darts
               ,
            
             
               And
               Archers
               hit
               their
               naked
               Heads
               or
               Harts
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               it
               came
               to
               blowes
               the
               Germans
               were
            
             
               Not
               much
               Inferior
               to
               the
               Roman
               Foot
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Alexander
               put
               in
               grievous
               feare
               ,
            
             
               Who
               Offred
               Peace
               with
               store
               of
               Coin
               to
               boot
               ;
            
             
               The
               Germans
               alwaies
               greedy
               are
               of
               Ghelt
               ,
            
             
               Well
               known
               to
               him
               that
               thus
               their
               pulses
               felt
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               And
               he
               himselfe
               was
               weary
               of
               the
               Warr
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               him
               thus
               Assay
               to
               buy
               his
               Peace
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               from
               this
               Bargaine
               were
               as
               farr
            
             
               They
               sought
               for
               gallant
               service
               more
               then
               ease
               :
            
             
               His
               mind
               (
               say
               they
               )
               is
               more
               of
               Masques
               and
               Revels
            
             
               Then
               to
               correct
               the
               Barb'rous
               German
               Rebels
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               Now
               in
               this
               Army
               was
               one
               Maximine
               ,
            
             
               Borne
               at
               a
               Village
               neer
               the
               Inmost
               Thrace
               ,
            
             
               In
               younger
               yeares
               he
               was
               a
               Shepherds
               swaine
               ,
            
             
               But
               afterwards
               became
               of
               comely
               Grace
               ;
            
             
               He
               chosen
               was
               to
               serve
               in
               Troope
               of
               Horse
               ,
            
             
               Where
               he
               improved
               well
               in
               skill
               and
               Force
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Command
               of
               Townes
               and
               Armies
               he
               obtain'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               by
               Alexander
               so
               imploy'd
               ,
            
             
               Nought
               wanting
               from
               the
               Noble
               youth
               remain'd
               ,
            
             
               To
               learn
               of
               him
               they
               all
               were
               overjoy'd
               ;
            
             
               By
               sleight
               and
               Gifts
               he
               doth
               their
               Favour
               gain
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               were
               linkt
               to
               him
               as
               in
               a
               Chain
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Panonians
               most
               were
               those
               of
               younger
               sort
            
             
               For
               Prowesse
               that
               doe
               Maximine
               regard
               ,
            
             
               They
               shew
               the
               matter
               now
               was
               not
               in
               sport
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               Alexander
               still
               his
               Mothers
               Ward
               ,
            
             
               How
               he
               inclin'd
               to
               Revell
               and
               to
               Feast
               ,
            
             
               And
               lost
               his
               expedition
               in
               the
               East
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               Nor
               ought
               materiall
               '
               gainst
               the
               Germans
               done
               ▪
            
             
               These
               things
               they
               often
               had
               in
               repetition
               ,
            
             
               Upon
               an
               other
               point
               they
               also
               run
               ,
            
             
               None
               for
               the
               Empire
               stood
               in
               Competition
               ▪
            
             
               Or
               fitter
               then
               their
               fellow
               Maximine
            
             
               To
               end
               the
               work
               upon
               the
               River
               Rhyne
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               Resorting
               thus
               into
               the
               Field
               in
               Arms
               ,
            
             
               When
               Maximine
               to
               traine
               them
               was
               addrest
               ,
            
             
               They
               Emp'rour
               him
               〈◊〉
               with
               fresh
               Alarms
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               with
               Purple
               Robe
               doe
               him
               invest
               ,
            
             
               Which
               he
               threw
               off
               ;
               My
               Friends
               ,
               quoth
               he
               ,
               forbeare
               ,
            
             
               Till
               hi●●
               to
               kill
               he
               heard
               them
               vow
               and
               Sweare
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               If
               he
               refuse
               :
               now
               if
               this
               were
               a
               plot
               ,
            
             
               Uncertain
               is
               ,
               and
               resteth
               still
               in
               doubt
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               they
               resolve
               ,
               though
               it
               were
               so
               or
               not
            
             
               The
               Soveraigne
               Rule
               he
               must
               not
               be
               without
               :
            
             
               Then
               faineth
               he
               ,
               this
               Oracle's
               foretold
               ,
            
             
               So
               doth
               submit
               and
               will
               the
               Empire
               hold
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               And
               since
               the
               Army
               needs
               will
               have
               it
               so
               ,
            
             
               Before
               the
               Rumour
               shall
               abroad
               be
               spred
               ,
            
             
               Or
               that
               Alexander
               may
               come
               to
               know
               ,
            
             
               They
               shall
               surprise
               him
               though
               it
               be
               in
               bed
               ;
            
             
               His
               Guard
               that
               knowes
               not
               what
               is
               done
               in
               Field
            
             
               Must
               give
               consent
               or
               be
               compell'd
               to
               yield
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               With
               Donatives
               he
               doth
               the
               Souldiers
               cheer
               ,
            
             
               And
               promis'd
               them
               a
               double
               share
               of
               Corn
               ,
            
             
               Then
               forth
               to
               Alexander
               much
               in
               feare
            
             
               He
               leads
               them
               on
               as
               '
               gainst
               a
               man
               forlorne
               ;
            
             
               Who
               manly
               leapt
               out
               of
               his
               Royall
               Tent
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               wept
               and
               trembl'd
               all
               the
               way
               he
               went
               ;
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Accusing
               Maximine
               as
               most
               ungrate
            
             
               For
               Honours
               done
               him
               ,
               perjur'd
               and
               disloyall
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               rage
               he
               strives
               to
               mittigate
               ,
            
             
               Of
               his
               amends
               they
               shall
               have
               open
               Triall
               :
            
             
               The
               Guards
               that
               was
               about
               him
               sweare
               devoutly
            
             
               They
               will
               Assist
               him
               and
               defend
               him
               stoutly
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               When
               night
               was
               past
               and
               Maximine
               at
               hand
               ,
            
             
               Alexander
               came
               back
               into
               the
               Plain
               ;
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               saw
               of
               Foes
               a
               mighty
               Band
               ▪
            
             
               He
               minds
               the
               Romans
               of
               his
               gentle
               Raigne
               ,
            
             
               And
               prayes
               them
               Arm
               to
               vindicate
               his
               Right
               ;
            
             
               Some
               griev'd
               ,
               some
               pitti'd
               him
               ,
               but
               none
               would
               fight
               :
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Some
               wish'd
               the
               Praefect
               and
               his
               Courtiers
               might
            
             
               Receive
               the
               meed
               of
               their
               deserved
               blame
               ;
            
             
               Some
               said
               this
               blow
               should
               on
               his
               Mother
               light
               ,
            
             
               That
               Souldiers
               scanted
               ,
               and
               debas'd
               his
               Fame
               ;
            
             
               While
               thus
               they
               parlie
               ,
               what
               was
               wrong
               or
               right
               ,
            
             
               Maximines
               Army
               to
               perswade
               them
               came
               :
            
             
               They
               wish'd
               them
               leave
               this
               puny
               Prince
               and
               Mother
               ,
            
             
               For
               skill
               in
               Arms
               they
               now
               had
               chose
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               Then
               as
               they
               Vote
               for
               Emp'rour
               Maximine
               ,
            
             
               Back
               Alexander
               went
               unto
               his
               Tent
               ,
            
             
               Reproving
               sore
               his
               Mothers
               lewd
               designe
               ;
               
            
             
               But
               now
               it
               seems
               too
               late
               he
               did
               repent
               .
            
             
               His
               deaths
               man
               he
               expecteth
               out
               of
               hand
               ,
            
             
               For
               Maximine
               the
               Tribunes
               doth
               Command
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               To
               put
               them
               both
               unto
               a
               sudden
               death
               ,
            
             
               With
               all
               their
               friends
               and
               such
               as
               did
               resist
               ;
            
             
               They
               rusht
               into
               his
               Tent
               and
               stopt
               the
               breath
            
             
               Of
               all
               save
               few
               that
               by
               escape
               they
               mist
               :
            
             
               Yet
               they
               were
               apprehended
               shortly
               Auter
               ,
            
             
               And
               added
               to
               the
               former
               bloudy
               Slaughter
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               This
               end
               had
               both
               the
               Mother
               and
               the
               Son
               ,
            
             
               A
               gentle
               Prince
               of
               mild
               and
               temp'rate
               Raigne
               ;
            
             
               His
               Edict
               was
               ,
               none
               should
               to
               death
               be
               done
            
             
               Except
               the
               Law
               did
               first
               inflict
               the
               paine
               :
            
             
               His
               Rule
               and
               he
               much
               Longer
               might
               have
               lasted
               ,
            
             
               Had
               not
               his
               Mother
               thus
               his
               Honour
               blasted
               .
            
          
           
             The
             End
             of
             the
             Sixth
             Book
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Seventh
           BOOK
           .
        
         
           
             CANTO
             XIX
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               
                 Magnus
                 Quartinus
              
               Prince
               against
               his
               will
               ,
            
             
               A
               trick
               the
               Traytor
               Macedon
               to
               coole
               ,
            
             
               Romans
               and
               Germans
               are
               at
               Battell
               still
               ,
            
             
               They
               fight
               like
               mad
               men
               in
               a
               durty
               Poole
               ;
            
             
               Maximine
               cruell
               by
               Informing
               Dolts
               .
            
             
               At
               Rome
               they
               are
               devout
               ,
               Africk
               revolts
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               YOu
               see
               the
               Fatall
               end
               of
               these
               two
               Brothers
               ,
            
             
               How
               Pride
               and
               Lucre
               taught
               them
               to
               Aspire
               ;
            
             
               Which
               also
               brought
               Confusion
               to
               their
               Mothers
               ,
            
             
               Who
               for
               that
               purpose
               did
               with
               them
               conspire
               :
            
             
               Yet
               time
               nor
               death
               we
               see
               of
               foe
               or
               frend
            
             
               Instructs
               our
               lives
               or
               manners
               to
               amend
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               Fourteen
               years
               of
               former
               gentle
               Raign
            
             
               Receiv'd
               a
               strange
               and
               sudden
               Alteration
               ,
            
             
               For
               Maximine
               that
               caus'd
               them
               to
               be
               slain
               ,
            
             
               Was
               low
               of
               Birth
               and
               Barb'rous
               Education
               ;
            
             
               By
               Bloud
               he
               meant
               the
               Scepter
               to
               maintaine
               ,
            
             
               No
               whit
               asham'd
               of
               his
               Assassination
               :
            
             
               He
               knew
               the
               Senate
               lik'd
               not
               his
               proceeding
               ,
            
             
               But
               would
               despise
               the
               basenesse
               of
               his
               Breeding
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Right
               well
               they
               knew
               he
               was
               a
               Shepherd
               bred
               ,
            
             
               Then
               for
               his
               Active
               strength
               a
               Souldier
               prest
               ;
            
             
               So
               Fortune
               meerly
               by
               the
               hand
               him
               led
            
             
               Thus
               in
               the
               Roman
               Empire
               to
               invest
               :
            
             
               His
               spleen
               and
               cunning
               shortly
               he
               disclos'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               Ancient
               Senate
               discompos'd
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               With
               other
               Officers
               ,
               upon
               pretence
            
             
               They
               knew
               not
               how
               to
               govern
               in
               their
               places
               ;
            
             
               To
               Rome
               they
               must
               ,
               he
               quickly
               packt
               the
               ●mence
               ,
            
             
               And
               Alexanders
               Servants
               eke
               disgraces
               :
            
             
               The
               Nobles
               gone
               he
               set
               afoot
               his
               Tyranny
            
             
               With
               Souldiers
               aid
               ,
               and
               plotted
               further
               villany
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               A
               chance
               there
               hapt
               which
               made
               him
               much
               more
               keen
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Captaines
               and
               the
               Senat
               did
               conspire
               :
            
             
               A
               Noble
               man
               there
               was
               that
               hight
               *
               Quartine
               ,
            
             
               And
               Consull
               once
               ,
               him
               most
               of
               them
               desire
               ;
            
             
               He
               to
               this
               Emp'rour
               was
               accus'd
               in
               Briefe
               ,
            
             
               How
               with
               his
               friends
               he
               dealt
               to
               make
               him
               chiefe
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               When
               Maximine
               the
               Soveraignty
               had
               got
               ,
            
             
               By
               deeds
               of
               Arms
               the
               Souldiers
               to
               confirm
               ,
            
             
               He
               built
               a
               Bridge
               ,
               and
               thus
               was
               laid
               the
               Plot
               ,
            
             
               Or
               at
               the
               least
               some
               so
               much
               did
               Affirme
               ;
            
             
               That
               from
               the
               Germans
               he
               might
               not
               returne
               ,
            
             
               Magnus
               devis'd
               they
               should
               it
               cut
               or
               burne
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               *
               He
               chosen
               was
               for
               skill
               in
               those
               Affaires
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Alexander
               did
               too
               much
               neglect
               ;
            
             
               But
               he
               his
               Army
               Trained
               to
               the
               Warrs
               ,
            
             
               And
               they
               for
               Action
               him
               doe
               most
               affect
               :
            
             
               The
               River
               was
               so
               broad
               and
               deep
               of
               mire
            
             
               When
               this
               was
               done
               ,
               he
               could
               not
               back
               retire
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               8.
               
            
             
               But
               to
               the
               Barb'rous
               folk
               must
               be
               betrai'd
               ,
            
             
               Now
               if
               this
               Rumour
               feigned
               was
               or
               true
               ,
            
             
               It
               was
               enough
               for
               him
               it
               so
               was
               said
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               as
               was
               suspected
               soon
               did
               rue
               ;
            
             
               For
               without
               processe
               they
               were
               forthwith
               slain
               ,
            
             
               Or
               other
               plea
               that
               did
               thereto
               pertaine
               .
            
          
           
             
               9.
               
            
             
               The
               Osroen
               Archers
               first
               this
               work
               began
               ,
            
             
               Magnas
               was
               one
               of
               Alexanders
               frends
               ,
            
             
               For
               whom
               they
               griev'd
               ,
               to
               him
               therefore
               they
               ran
            
             
               Of
               late
               dismist
               ,
               whom
               they
               will
               make
               amends
               ;
            
             
               They
               give
               him
               fatall
               Robe
               and
               carry
               fire
               ,
            
             
               And
               him
               to
               be
               their
               Emp'rour
               they
               desire
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Of
               this
               before
               he
               neither
               thought
               or
               knew
               ,
            
             
               Then
               shortly
               after
               sleeping
               in
               his
               Tent
            
             
               His
               friend
               Macedon
               most
               unmanly
               slew
               ,
            
             
               He
               Captaine
               was
               ,
               and
               first
               that
               did
               Assent
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               now
               as
               he
               to
               Maximine
               was
               true
               ,
            
             
               Quartinus
               head
               he
               forthwith
               did
               present
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               as
               glad
               to
               see
               him
               made
               away
               ,
            
             
               But
               Macedon
               must
               for
               the
               Reck'oing
               pay
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Instead
               of
               thanks
               he
               as
               the
               Author
               Chiefe
               ,
            
             
               Was
               put
               to
               death
               ,
               and
               had
               deserved
               end
               ,
            
             
               Who
               now
               appear'd
               a
               Murth'rer
               and
               a
               Thiefe
               ,
            
             
               That
               first
               Rebell'd
               ,
               then
               kill'd
               his
               dearest
               friend
               :
            
             
               These
               matters
               to
               the
               fire
               added
               fuell
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Maximine
               himselfe
               was
               fierce
               and
               cruell
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               A
               mighty
               Bulke
               he
               had
               and
               Visage
               grim
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               Greek
               or
               Barb'rous
               might
               with
               him
               compare
               ;
            
             
               He
               leads
               his
               Army
               o're
               the
               Bridge
               with
               him
               ,
            
             
               And
               on
               the
               Germans
               makes
               a
               cruell
               Warr
               ,
            
             
               With
               Darters
               ,
               Archers
               ,
               Roman●
               and
               Armenians
               ,
            
             
               Parthian
               Fugitives
               and
               captiv'd
               Attrenians
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               13.
               
            
             
               This
               Masse
               confus'd
               by
               Alexander
               raked
               ,
            
             
               Was
               now
               encreas'd
               and
               trained
               well
               to
               fight
               ;
            
             
               Moresco
               Darters
               little
               more
               then
               naked
               ,
            
             
               And
               Archers
               shew
               the
               Germans
               cunning
               slight
               :
            
             
               They
               nimbly
               start
               to
               work
               their
               VVarrlike
               Feats
               ,
            
             
               Then
               back
               into
               the
               grosse
               as
               quick
               Retreats
               .
            
          
           
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Though
               Corne
               and
               Harvest
               ready
               was
               for
               Sickle
               ,
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               People
               fled
               and
               none
               resisted
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Buildings
               apt
               to
               fire
               are
               dwellings
               fickle
               ,
            
             
               He
               burnt
               and
               Pillag'd
               whatsoe're
               he
               listed
               :
            
             
               The
               Germans
               rarely
               Build
               with
               Stone
               or
               Bricks
               ,
            
             
               But
               little
               sheds
               laid
               o're
               with
               boards
               and
               sticks
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Thus
               Ravadg'd
               he
               and
               Burnt
               the
               Fields
               amaine
               ,
            
             
               And
               gave
               the
               Souldiers
               Cattell
               for
               their
               prey
               ;
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               left
               the
               Champaigne
               and
               the
               Plaine
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               the
               Boggs
               and
               VVoods
               they
               hast
               away
               ;
            
             
               There
               skulk
               and
               VVatch
               Advantage
               meet
               to
               take
               ,
            
             
               And
               when
               they
               see
               their
               time
               Eruptions
               make
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Here
               Trees
               will
               break
               the
               Arrowes
               force
               and
               Darts
               ,
            
             
               And
               Boggs
               unknown
               the
               Romans
               dare
               not
               venter
               ;
            
             
               But
               these
               more
               skilfull
               in
               those
               wilder
               parts
               ,
            
             
               And
               swimmers
               good
               doe
               make
               no
               bones
               to
               enter
               ▪
            
             
               The
               fight
               begins
               which
               turned
               to
               their
               smarts
               ,
            
             
               More
               boggy
               Poole
               was
               not
               above
               the
               Center
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               wish
               for
               open
               Field
               and
               Large
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Maximine
               most
               bravely
               gives
               the
               Charge
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               He
               plung'd
               amongst
               them
               to
               the
               Horses
               Belly
               ,
            
             
               The
               Barb'rous
               folk
               resist
               and
               stoutly
               fight
               ▪
            
             
               But
               some
               he
               kils
               and
               some
               he
               treads
               to
               Jelly
               ;
            
             
               His
               men
               asham'd
               he
               was
               so
               fouly
               dight
               ,
            
             
               Leapt
               after
               him
               into
               this
               durty
               Meare
               ,
            
             
               Then
               both
               sides
               slash
               and
               limbs
               in
               pieces
               teare
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               18.
               
            
             
               The
               Roman
               Prince
               in
               Person
               bravely
               fought
               ,
            
             
               Barbarians
               most
               were
               kill'd
               in
               Mud
               and
               Sand
               :
            
             
               The
               Purpled
               Fenns
               with
               bloud
               so
               interwrought
               ,
            
             
               It
               seem'd
               a
               ghastly
               Sea-fight
               on
               the
               Land
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               afterwards
               his
               Honours
               came
               to
               nought
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Troops
               he
               led
               and
               grapled
               hand
               to
               hand
               :
            
             
               This
               Battell
               Roman
               Senate
               had
               by
               Letter
               ,
            
             
               And
               eke
               by
               pourtrait
               to
               discern
               it
               better
               .
            
          
           
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Soone
               after
               that
               this
               brave
               exploit
               had
               end
               ,
            
             
               Then
               did
               this
               Champion
               stout
               without
               comparison
            
             
               His
               boot
               and
               Pris'ners
               (
               in
               Panonia
               )
               send
            
             
               To
               Sirmion
               where
               he
               kept
               his
               VVinter
               Garison
               ,
            
             
               And
               there
               prepar'd
               his
               Force
               against
               the
               Spring
               ,
            
             
               At
               his
               dispose
               the
               Barb'rous
               folk
               to
               bring
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               A
               VVarriour
               brave
               and
               likely
               to
               subdue
               ,
            
             
               And
               at
               the
               utmost
               Ocean
               set
               his
               Rest
            
             
               VVith
               Glory
               great
               ,
               but
               for
               the
               bloudy
               Crew
            
             
               That
               did
               the
               Roman
               People
               so
               molest
               :
            
             
               VVhat
               better
               he
               the
               Barb'rous
               folk
               to
               kill
               ,
            
             
               VVhen
               they
               at
               Rome
               the
               bloud
               of
               Subjects
               spill
               ?
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               Informers
               base
               not
               only
               were
               permitted
               ,
            
             
               But
               whetted
               on
               good
               men
               to
               Circumvent
               ,
            
             
               And
               Crimes
               ript
               up
               (
               perhaps
               not
               true
               )
               Committed
               ,
            
             
               VVhen
               former
               Princes
               had
               the
               Government
               :
            
             
               So
               hard
               their
               ●ap
               convicted
               by
               this
               egging
               ,
            
             
               Some
               lost
               their
               lives
               ,
               some
               Rich
               men
               went
               a
               begging
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               This
               he
               pretends
               was
               for
               his
               Souldiers
               pay
               ,
            
             
               His
               eares
               were
               ope
               to
               ev'ry
               false
               surmise
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Consuls
               and
               Commanders
               hal'd
               away
               .
            
             
               Vicegeren●s
               eke
               ,
               with
               Rich
               men
               and
               the
               VVise
               ;
            
             
               Informers
               had
               admittance
               night
               and
               day
               ,
            
             
               O're
               East
               ,
               VVest
               ,
               North
               and
               South
               they
               doe
               Revise
               ;
            
             
               Some
               stript
               of
               their
               Estates
               some
               others
               Baff'ld
               ,
            
             
               Some
               banisht
               were
               ,
               some
               did
               upon
               a
               scaffold
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               23.
               
            
             
               So
               long
               as
               this
               to
               private
               men
               extends
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               not
               Trench
               upon
               a
               Gen'rall
               Nation
               ,
            
             
               The
               Commons
               seldome
               mourne
               the
               great
               mens
               ends
               ,
            
             
               Deprav'd
               through
               envy
               ,
               tax
               or
               Molestation
               ;
            
             
               Therefore
               they
               stir
               not
               ,
               but
               the
               matter
               slighted
               ,
            
             
               And
               are
               withall
               exceeding
               much
               delighted
               .
            
          
           
             
               24.
               
            
             
               But
               Maximine
               with
               this
               was
               not
               content
               ,
            
             
               To
               take
               the
               Nobles
               goods
               and
               Lives
               withall
               ,
            
             
               He
               from
               the
               common
               stock
               will
               Force
               a
               Rent
               ,
            
             
               And
               treasure
               seize
               laid
               up
               in
               their
               Guild
               Hall
               ;
            
             
               The
               City
               store
               ,
               when
               deare
               the
               market
               growes
               ,
            
             
               To
               buy
               them
               Corne
               or
               grace
               their
               solemn
               showes
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               He
               Sacred
               Donaries
               from
               Temples
               took
               ,
            
             
               With
               Statues
               of
               the
               gods
               and
               Ancient
               *
               Heroes
            
             
               To
               melt
               for
               Coyne
               he
               rifled
               every
               nook
               ,
            
             
               With
               Horrid
               Facts
               as
               ill
               or
               worse
               then
               Neroes
               ;
            
             
               This
               caus'd
               their
               sores
               to
               rancle
               and
               to
               fester
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               in
               earnest
               saw
               he
               was
               no
               jester
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               All
               o're
               the
               City
               was
               a
               mournfull
               cry
            
             
               To
               see
               things
               Pillag'd
               ,
               *
               Sacred
               and
               prophane
               ;
            
             
               No
               Forraign
               Force
               to
               rob
               or
               make
               them
               die
               ,
            
             
               And
               yet
               their
               Holy
               Altars
               brought
               to
               bane
               :
            
             
               This
               Sacriledg
               ingendred
               so
               much
               hate
               ,
            
             
               Whole
               Countries
               now
               began
               to
               execrate
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               also
               doe
               not
               take
               it
               well
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               their
               Friends
               and
               kinsfolks
               them
               upbraid
               ,
            
             
               Though
               all
               might
               take
               occasion
               to
               Rebell
               ;
            
             
               From
               gods
               above
               they
               yet
               implored
               aid
               ,
            
             
               Desiring
               them
               to
               make
               their
               grievance
               lesse
               ,
            
             
               As
               being
               loth
               to
               Force
               their
               own
               redresse
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               28.
               
            
             
               For
               three
               yeares
               space
               he
               us'd
               this
               bloudy
               Traffick
               ,
            
             
               But
               Tyrants
               Raigne
               is
               fickle
               and
               unstable
               ,
            
             
               Revolt
               and
               Tumult
               now
               began
               in
               
                 Africk
                 ▪
              
            
             
               Of
               false
               Promoters
               thither
               got
               a
               Rabble
               ;
            
             
               At
               Carthage
               one
               exceeds
               in
               his
               opinion
               ,
            
             
               For
               that
               he
               was
               become
               the
               Emp'rours
               minion
               .
            
          
           
             
               29.
               
            
             
               Indulgent
               most
               he
               to
               his
               Checquer
               Friends
               ,
            
             
               If
               any
               just
               they
               leane
               against
               their
               will
               ,
            
             
               Lesse
               honest
               they
               more
               fit
               to
               serve
               his
               Ends
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Neighbours
               goods
               and
               lives
               withall
               to
               spill
               :
            
             
               Young
               Gentlemen
               and
               Citizens
               not
               rare
               ,
            
             
               This
               African
               had
               got
               within
               his
               snare
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               Some
               at
               their
               sentence
               are
               extremely
               griev'd
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Promise
               large
               their
               forfeit
               to
               redeem
               ,
            
             
               Meane
               while
               contrive
               how
               they
               may
               be
               reliev'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               Procurator
               friendly
               seem
               ;
            
             
               The
               Country
               clownes
               they
               gaine
               into
               their
               plot
               ,
            
             
               Who
               come
               and
               hide
               the
               Weapons
               they
               have
               got
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               Together
               come
               they
               make
               a
               mighty
               Troop
               ,
            
             
               For
               Africa
               was
               Populous
               of
               *
               Boors
               ;
            
             
               When
               day
               was
               come
               they
               did
               no
               songer
               droop
               ,
            
             
               But
               cheerfully
               advancing
               out
               of
               doores
               ,
            
             
               The
               Gentlemen
               Command
               not
               yet
               to
               Act
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               Souldiers
               hinder
               their
               intended
               Fact.
               
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               The
               Gallants
               in
               their
               Bosoms
               hide
               their
               Daggers
               ,
            
             
               To
               pay
               the
               promis'd
               money
               they
               pretend
               ;
            
             
               But
               Instantly
               the
               Procurator
               Staggers
               ,
            
             
               For
               him
               they
               slew
               and
               brought
               to
               sudden
               end
               :
            
             
               As
               Souldiers
               draw
               their
               swords
               to
               Rescue
               knaves
            
             
               The
               Country
               men
               resist
               with
               Clubs
               and
               Staves
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               33.
               
            
             
               They
               laid
               about
               and
               put
               them
               all
               to
               flight
               ,
            
             
               Which
               done
               the
               Gentlemen
               resolve
               in
               fine
            
             
               To
               stand
               it
               out
               if
               it
               were
               wrong
               or
               right
               :
            
             
               And
               thus
               they
               pitch
               upon
               a
               high
               design
               ;
            
             
               The
               Governour
               must
               now
               be
               of
               their
               Faction
               ,
            
             
               They
               purpose
               to
               imbark
               him
               in
               this
               Action
               .
            
          
           
             
               34.
               
            
             
               The
               Commons
               eke
               they
               stirr
               up
               to
               rebell
               ,
            
             
               And
               apt
               they
               are
               save
               fear
               of
               Maximine
               ;
            
             
               They
               march
               whereas
               the
               Governour
               did
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               Proconsull
               he
               at
               age
               of
               Seventy
               nine
               ,
            
             
               One
               Gordian
               well
               seen
               in
               state
               Affa'res
               ,
            
             
               The
               fittest
               man
               to
               ease
               them
               of
               their
               cares
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               They
               have
               good
               hope
               of
               Roman
               Peers
               Assent
            
             
               This
               to
               Conferr
               ,
               his
               other
               Acts
               to
               crowne
               ;
            
             
               He
               Noble
               was
               by
               Birth
               ,
               of
               high
               descent
               ,
            
             
               And
               best
               deserv'd
               the
               place
               of
               Chiefe
               Renown
               :
            
             
               While
               thus
               of
               weighty
               matters
               they
               dispose
               ,
            
             
               He
               kept
               at
               home
               intending
               his
               Repose
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               These
               Gallants
               with
               this
               Traine
               and
               naked
               Swords
               ,
            
             
               Came
               where
               this
               good
               old
               man
               on
               Couch
               did
               rest
               ,
            
             
               They
               him
               salute
               by
               faire
               and
               gentle
               words
               ,
            
             
               And
               so
               with
               Purple
               Robe
               anon
               they
               him
               Invest
               ;
            
             
               He
               stirrs
               about
               as
               then
               the
               time
               affords
               ,
            
             
               Beseeching
               them
               they
               will
               not
               him
               molest
               ,
            
             
               But
               give
               unto
               their
               Soveraigne
               what
               was
               due
               ,
            
             
               And
               spare
               his
               life
               that
               no
               Extortion
               knew
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               But
               Gordian
               they
               doe
               the
               more
               importune
               ,
            
             
               Who
               all
               this
               while
               was
               in
               a
               fearfull
               Maze
               ;
            
             
               They
               will
               him
               to
               accept
               this
               present
               Fortune
               ,
            
             
               As
               he
               upon
               this
               tumult
               stood
               at
               gaze
               :
            
             
               The
               Chiefe
               of
               them
               stept
               out
               with
               Sword
               in
               hand
               ,
            
             
               As
               in
               the
               Canto
               next
               you
               'l
               understand
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             XX.
             
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Gordian
               Chose
               ,
               then
               followes
               private
               Slaughter
               ,
            
             
               Capellian
               gives
               to
               Africans
               defeate
            
             
               Prince
               Gordian
               and
               his
               Father
               dies
               soon
               after
               ,
            
             
               Joves
               Temple
               Romans
               chuse
               their
               Lawes
               to
               treat
               ,
            
             
               Two
               Consuls
               Rule
               the
               Senate
               doe
               desire
               ,
               
            
             
               Commotion
               rais'd
               and
               Rome
               is
               set
               on
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               LEt
               me
               not
               have
               the
               vulgar
               for
               my
               Judge
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Maximine
               deserv'd
               what
               they
               intend
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               oft
               we
               see
               when
               they
               begin
               to
               grudg
               ,
            
             
               Good
               Rulers
               chance
               upon
               as
               Fatall
               end
               ;
            
             
               Of
               late
               I
               told
               you
               Gordian
               was
               afraid
               ,
            
             
               Next
               heare
               the
               Speech
               that
               unto
               him
               was
               made
               :
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Good
               Sir
               ,
               
               quoth
               one
               ,
               two
               dangers
               you
               inclose
               ,
            
             
               The
               first
               at
               hand
               as
               wee
               the
               case
               doe
               put
               ,
            
             
               The
               latter
               time
               hereafter
               may
               disclose
               ,
            
             
               Chuse
               now
               if
               you
               in
               pieces
               will
               be
               cut
               ,
            
             
               Or
               rather
               to
               our
               motion
               straight
               incline
               ,
            
             
               To
               quell
               that
               hideous
               Traytor
               Maximine
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               This
               all
               your
               former
               Noble
               Acts
               will
               Crown
               ,
            
             
               More
               Honour
               gaine
               you
               from
               the
               Roman
               Nation
               ;
            
             
               But
               if
               denied
               ,
               we
               kill
               and
               strike
               you
               downe
               ,
            
             
               You
               may
               believe
               our
               Solemn
               Protestation
               :
            
             
               The
               Procurator
               hath
               his
               due
               reward
               ,
            
             
               And
               wee
               shall
               Smart
               if
               we
               doe
               once
               retard
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               Wee
               for
               his
               Barb'rous
               sharking
               have
               him
               slain
               ,
            
             
               No
               hope
               of
               Pardon
               therefore
               we
               expect
               ,
            
             
               You
               shall
               th'
               Imperiall
               dignity
               attaine
               ,
            
             
               If
               you
               consent
               to
               what
               we
               did
               Project
               ;
            
             
               So
               you
               and
               we
               shall
               both
               escape
               the
               blame
               ,
            
             
               And
               purchase
               to
               our selves
               Immortall
               Fame
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               This
               said
               ,
               the
               rest
               impatient
               of
               delay
               ,
            
             
               Proclaime
               him
               Prince
               without
               Procrastination
               ;
            
             
               Though
               coy
               at
               first
               (
               with
               Age
               )
               as
               worne
               away
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               soon
               they
               see
               a
               little
               Reluctation
               :
            
             
               He
               cals
               them
               friends
               ,
               and
               bids
               them
               not
               to
               feare
               ,
            
             
               At
               their
               request
               the
               Scepter
               he
               will
               weare
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               And
               hereupon
               the
               Africans
               Rebell
               ,
            
             
               Put
               Gordians
               Statues
               up
               ,
               Maximines
               down
               ;
            
             
               From
               Thystrum
               he
               at
               Carthage
               went
               to
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               Was
               there
               invested
               with
               Imperiall
               Crown
               :
            
             
               This
               City
               had
               fit
               scite
               with
               buildings
               rare
               ,
            
             
               And
               next
               to
               Rome
               with
               any
               might
               compare
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               With
               Gallant
               Youths
               he
               bravely
               was
               attended
               ,
            
             
               And
               Laurell
               rods
               with
               fire
               before
               him
               borne
               ,
            
             
               That
               Rome
               could
               not
               the
               matter
               well
               have
               mended
               ,
            
             
               All
               Africa
               held
               Maximine
               in
               scorne
               :
            
             
               Now
               Gordian
               writes
               to
               private
               friends
               and
               Peers
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               accept
               ,
               and
               gladly
               him
               Reveres
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               To
               Souldiers
               and
               to
               Commons
               he
               was
               kind
               ,
            
             
               Both
               mild
               and
               Just
               he
               thus
               began
               his
               Raign
               ;
            
             
               Informers
               run
               or
               smart
               that
               stay
               behind
               ,
            
             
               Then
               he
               commands
               Vitalian
               shall
               be
               slain
               ;
            
             
               A
               bloudy
               Monster
               that
               remain'd
               at
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               To
               Maximine
               a
               base
               officious
               Gro'me
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               Vitalian
               was
               Praetorian
               Praefect
               ;
            
             
               And
               lest
               he
               should
               be
               crosse
               to
               his
               Design
               ,
            
             
               Some
               daring
               youths
               he
               sent
               to
               this
               Effect
               ,
            
             
               With
               Letters
               seal'd
               as
               if
               from
               Maximine
               :
            
             
               When
               he
               in
               Closet
               was
               these
               Letters
               reading
               ,
            
             
               They
               should
               him
               stab
               ,
               not
               once
               the
               matter
               Pleading
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               The
               chance
               was
               right
               ,
               they
               found
               him
               all
               alone
               ,
            
             
               To
               shew
               their
               writs
               ,
               and
               as
               he
               view'd
               the
               Seales
               ,
            
             
               They
               gave
               the
               Stab
               which
               made
               him
               sigh
               and
               groan
               ,
            
             
               Then
               made
               Escape
               ,
               for
               none
               the
               Fact
               reveales
               ;
            
             
               Those
               that
               attended
               neither
               stop
               nor
               strike
               ,
            
             
               For
               Maximine
               did
               use
               to
               doe
               the
               like
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Such
               tokens
               oft
               he
               sent
               to
               dearest
               Friends
               ,
            
             
               The
               youths
               now
               hast
               unto
               the
               Sacred
               way
            
             
               To
               tell
               the
               Message
               Gordian
               to
               them
               sends
               ,
            
             
               Then
               aid
               from
               Consuls
               and
               the
               people
               pray
               :
            
             
               They
               give
               it
               out
               that
               Maximine
               is
               slaine
               ,
            
             
               Which
               newes
               is
               lik'd
               ,
               for
               all
               detest
               his
               Raigne
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Distracted
               like
               men
               ran
               upon
               these
               Aires
               ;
            
             
               Maximnies
               Honor'd
               Statues
               were
               defaced
               ;
            
             
               The
               People
               to
               the
               Senate
               now
               repaires
               ,
            
             
               And
               Gordian
               with
               his
               Son
               as
               Emp'rours
               graced
               :
            
             
               '
               Mongst
               base
               Informers
               these
               great
               Havock
               makes
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Agents
               trail'd
               and
               thrown
               into
               the
               Jakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               Some
               guiltlesse
               perish'd
               in
               these
               civill
               bro●les
               ,
            
             
               Some
               houses
               rifle
               ,
               and
               their
               Neighbours
               plunder
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Freedome
               cry
               ,
               yet
               stirr
               up
               new
               Garboiles
               ,
            
             
               In
               time
               of
               Peace
               this
               bred
               the
               greater
               wonder
               ;
            
             
               Sabinus
               them
               to
               quiet
               took
               great
               pains
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               they
               with
               Clubs
               dasht
               out
               his
               aged
               brains
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               While
               Commons
               rage
               the
               Senate
               looke
               about
               ,
            
             
               Newes
               came
               how
               Maximine
               was
               yet
               alive
               ;
            
             
               They
               send
               unto
               the
               Provinces
               throughout
               ,
            
             
               And
               for
               their
               safety
               doe
               with
               them
               contrive
               ,
            
             
               Perswading
               that
               they
               will
               to
               them
               adheare
            
             
               Him
               to
               depose
               who
               kept
               them
               all
               in
               feare
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Their
               Embassage
               was
               welcome
               unto
               most
               ,
            
             
               Then
               all
               the
               Catchpole
               Officers
               were
               slain
               ,
            
             
               Whole
               Provinces
               Revolt
               through
               every
               coast
               ,
            
             
               Except
               some
               few
               that
               Maximine
               did
               gain
            
             
               To
               kill
               the
               Posts
               that
               first
               the
               newes
               ●omented
               ,
            
             
               Or
               send
               them
               to
               him
               to
               be
               worse
               tormented
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Though
               first
               the
               newes
               did
               nettle
               to
               the
               quick
               ,
            
             
               He
               seem'd
               not
               yet
               the
               matter
               to
               regard
               ;
            
             
               Some
               daies
               he
               studied
               to
               devise
               a
               Trick
            
             
               With
               Counsell
               how
               the
               plot
               might
               be
               debarr'd
               :
            
             
               This
               accident
               some
               said
               fell
               in
               the
               nick
               ,
               
            
             
               Yet
               of
               his
               spies
               they
               kept
               good
               watch
               and
               Ward
               ;
            
             
               With
               speech
               compos'd
               as
               Pen
               could
               well
               direct
               ,
            
             
               He
               to
               his
               *
               Army
               spake
               to
               this
               effect
               :
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Newes
               somewhat
               strange
               I
               shall
               to
               you
               relate
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               not
               so
               strange
               as
               moving
               unto
               laughter
               ,
               
            
             
               Warrs
               raised
               are
               against
               you
               out
               of
               hate
               ;
            
             
               Not
               Germans
               who
               you
               oft
               have
               put
               to
               slaughter
               ,
            
             
               Or
               yet
               the
               Nations
               Bord'ring
               on
               the
               East
               ,
            
             
               But
               Carthage
               will
               Promote
               a
               doting
               Beast
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               To
               Act
               a
               King
               they
               have
               advanc'd
               a
               cripple
               ,
            
             
               What
               Discipline
               ,
               but
               Dances
               ,
               Jiggs
               and
               Quips
               ;
            
             
               What
               weathercocks
               eke
               the
               Roman
               People
               ,
            
             
               Appeareth
               by
               their
               failings
               and
               their
               slips
               ;
            
             
               Though
               Traiterously
               they
               have
               Vitalian
               slain
               ,
            
             
               When
               we
               approach
               their
               Projects
               are
               in
               vain
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               No
               marvell
               if
               my
               continence
               displease
               ,
            
             
               And
               valiant
               Acts
               reputed
               are
               as
               cruell
               ;
            
             
               Debauched
               Deeds
               suits
               better
               with
               their
               ease
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               for
               this
               Accounted
               is
               a
               Jewell
               :
            
             
               The
               man
               of
               whom
               they
               make
               so
               great
               bravado
               ,
            
             
               Is
               Gordian
               that
               puft-past
               Titulado
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               '
               Gainst
               such
               as
               these
               we
               are
               to
               make
               defence
               ,
            
             
               The
               name
               of
               Warr
               is
               Epithete
               unmeet
               ;
            
             
               For
               if
               we
               once
               doe
               march
               away
               from
               hence
               ,
            
             
               With
               Olive
               Branch
               they
               fall
               down
               at
               our
               feet
               ,
            
             
               Or
               run
               away
               to
               shun
               the
               Fatall
               blow
               ,
            
             
               That
               I
               their
               goods
               upon
               you
               may
               bestow
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               This
               said
               with
               many
               thundring
               Execrations
               ,
            
             
               With
               stern
               disdaine
               full
               looks
               and
               Tragick
               Action
               ,
            
             
               For
               Italy
               he
               makes
               his
               Proclamations
            
             
               To
               quell
               the
               City
               ,
               Senate
               and
               their
               Faction
               ;
            
             
               Then
               gives
               unto
               the
               Souldiers
               Double
               pay
               ,
            
             
               And
               forward
               march'd
               upon
               the
               second
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               
                 Romans
                 ,
                 Germans
              
               ,
               Confed'rates
               and
               Allies
               ,
            
             
               With
               Engins
               eke
               '
               gainst
               Barb'rous
               folke
               prepar'd
            
             
               He
               took
               with
               him
               ,
               recruiting
               his
               supplies
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               slowly
               march'd
               through
               passage
               rough
               and
               hard
               ,
            
             
               Upon
               Panonians
               Chiefly
               he
               relies
               ,
            
             
               Who
               him
               proclaim'd
               and
               was
               his
               trusty
               guard
               :
            
             
               His
               Title
               to
               secure
               and
               their
               own
               ease
               ,
            
             
               He
               them
               Commands
               on
               Italy
               to
               seize
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Newes
               unexpected
               now
               from
               Carthage
               came
               ,
            
             
               Which
               in
               this
               journey
               Maximine
               o'retook
               ;
            
             
               Capellian
               meant
               to
               free
               himselfe
               from
               blame
               ,
            
             
               Numidian
               *
               Charge
               he
               had
               to
               overlook
               ,
            
             
               Which
               he
               attain'd
               by
               Maximines
               good
               grace
               ,
            
             
               But
               Gordian
               late
               discharg'd
               him
               of
               his
               Place
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               An
               Ancient
               grudg
               betwixt
               them
               long
               had
               been
               ,
            
             
               He
               therefore
               relisht
               this
               Affront
               in
               scorne
               ,
            
             
               More
               expert
               Souldiers
               no
               where
               to
               be
               seen
               ,
            
             
               Who
               long
               against
               Barbarians
               Arms
               had
               borne
               ;
            
             
               To
               Carthage
               wals
               he
               brought
               them
               well
               Arraid
               ,
            
             
               Which
               made
               old
               Gordian
               piteously
               afraid
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               The
               Citizens
               send
               out
               tumultuous
               crew
               ,
            
             
               And
               chose
               the
               yonger
               Gordian
               for
               their
               Chiefe
               ,
            
             
               Bred
               up
               in
               sports
               ,
               their
               Discipline
               was
               new
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               what
               they
               could
               they
               got
               for
               their
               reliefe
               :
            
             
               This
               sudden
               fright
               great
               hurly
               burly
               makes
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Daggers
               wore
               ,
               some
               Clubs
               ,
               and
               some
               had
               stakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               Numidians
               good
               Horsemen
               were
               and
               Darters
               ,
            
             
               The
               Carthages
               were
               quickly
               put
               to
               rout
               ;
            
             
               They
               make
               such
               hast
               outrunning
               all
               their
               Quarters
               ,
            
             
               That
               treading
               one
               another
               under
               Foot
               ,
            
             
               Such
               numbers
               fell
               in
               heapes
               upon
               the
               ground
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Nobles
               and
               the
               Prince
               could
               not
               be
               found
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               The
               Women
               cry
               and
               make
               a
               grievous
               moan
               ,
            
             
               Numidians
               there
               children
               kill
               and
               mangle
               ,
            
             
               Both
               old
               and
               young
               were
               heard
               to
               sigh
               and
               groan
               ,
            
             
               Old
               Gordian
               (
               in
               bed
               )
               himselfe
               did
               strangle
               ,
            
             
               Who
               Honour
               had
               till
               now
               and
               many
               a
               friend
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               he
               and
               eke
               his
               Son
               came
               to
               their
               end
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               Capellian
               Temples
               robb'd
               and
               Nobles
               slew
               ,
            
             
               As
               if
               it
               were
               in
               Maximines
               defence
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               secretly
               he
               Souldiers
               to
               him
               drew
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               Maximine
               miscarry
               farr
               from
               thence
               :
            
             
               When
               as
               these
               dismall
               Newes
               in
               Rome
               was
               told
               ,
            
             
               Both
               day
               and
               night
               they
               Consultation
               hold
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               Joves
               Temple
               was
               the
               Seat
               where
               they
               consult
               ,
            
             
               In
               Sacred
               place
               they
               doe
               his
               aid
               implore
               ,
            
             
               Then
               after
               Counsell
               this
               was
               their
               result
               :
               
            
             
               Two
               Famous
               men
               must
               still
               this
               great
               uprore
               ,
            
             
               As
               to
               and
               fro
               the
               Senate
               reason
               thus
               ,
            
             
               They
               Albine
               chuse
               with
               colleague
               Maximus
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               But
               yet
               the
               Commons
               mean
               to
               make
               a
               broile
               ,
            
             
               And
               seek
               this
               new
               Election
               how
               to
               choke
               ;
            
             
               With
               Stones
               and
               staves
               and
               Clubs
               they
               keep
               a
               coile
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               will
               submit
               unto
               this
               double
               yoke
               :
            
             
               The
               Gordian
               line
               they
               will
               not
               have
               secluded
               ,
            
             
               Though
               with
               a
               wile
               the
               Senate
               them
               deluded
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               Old
               Gordians
               Daughter
               had
               a
               little
               boy
               ,
            
             
               Which
               some
               lift
               up
               and
               carry
               through
               the
               croud
               ;
            
             
               His
               Name
               once
               known
               the
               people
               shout
               for
               Joy
               ,
            
             
               And
               him
               young
               Caesar
               they
               proclaim
               aloud
               :
            
             
               The
               storm
               thus
               past
               they
               fall
               to
               mirth
               and
               Solace
               ,
            
             
               Meane
               while
               the
               two
               Elect
               march'd
               to
               the
               Palace
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               Another
               mischiefe
               follow'd
               on
               the
               neck
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Souldiers
               that
               belong'd
               to
               Maximine
               ,
            
             
               At
               Senate
               prest
               ,
               and
               had
               unlook'd
               for
               check
               ,
            
             
               By
               list'ning
               how
               the
               Senate
               did
               incline
               :
            
             
               Those
               that
               unarmed
               plaid
               this
               simple
               part
               ,
            
             
               Two
               Senators
               *
               did
               stabb
               unto
               the
               h'art
               ,
            
          
           
             
               33.
               
            
             
               The
               rest
               that
               were
               of
               this
               combined
               Band
            
             
               To
               save
               their
               lives
               betook
               themselves
               to
               flight
               ,
            
             
               Then
               Gallican
               came
               forth
               with
               bloudy
               hand
               ,
            
             
               Pursue
               ,
               quoth
               he
               ,
               let
               vengeance
               on
               them
               light
               ;
            
             
               Some
               People
               kill
               with
               clubs
               ,
               some
               stare
               and
               stamp
               ,
            
             
               Some
               pelt
               with
               Stones
               and
               cha●e
               them
               to
               the
               Camp.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               34.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               now
               prepare
               to
               man
               their
               Wals
               ,
            
             
               And
               Gallican
               in
               Rome
               doth
               raise
               Commotion
               ;
            
             
               On
               publike
               Armories
               the
               People
               fals
               ,
            
             
               There
               's
               none
               of
               them
               but
               relish
               well
               the
               Motion
               :
            
             
               Some
               come
               with
               Swords
               ,
               some
               Speares
               and
               Battleaxes
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               or
               never
               think
               to
               quit
               their
               Taxes
               .
            
          
           
             
               35.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               skilfull
               drive
               the
               Commons
               back
               ,
            
             
               And
               wounding
               some
               the
               rest
               seek
               to
               retreat
               ,
            
             
               Which
               soone
               perceiv'd
               they
               mean
               to
               hold
               them
               tack
               ,
            
             
               So
               ope
               their
               Gates
               and
               give
               them
               whole
               defeat
               ;
            
             
               They
               Actors
               kill'd
               and
               some
               that
               were
               spectators
               ,
            
             
               And
               '
               mongst
               the
               rest
               were
               slain
               the
               Gladiators
               .
            
          
           
             
               36.
               
            
             
               This
               did
               the
               Roman
               Senate
               much
               enrage
               ,
            
             
               They
               Councell
               call
               ,
               then
               Arm
               a
               Gallant
               crew
               ,
            
             
               And
               Maximus
               with
               them
               doth
               first
               Engage
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               Souldiers
               of
               his
               men
               great
               numbers
               slew
               :
            
             
               Albinus
               sends
               an
               Edict
               forth
               in
               hast
            
             
               To
               make
               them
               friends
               ,
               and
               pardon
               what
               is
               past
               .
            
          
           
             
               37.
               
            
             
               Both
               parties
               scorne
               to
               yield
               to
               this
               Decree
               ,
            
             
               The
               Commons
               chokt
               the
               Springs
               that
               serv'd
               the
               Camp
               ,
            
             
               A
               worse
               devise
               then
               this
               there
               could
               not
               be
               ;
            
             
               But
               now
               the
               Souldiers
               angry
               cuds
               doe
               champ
               ,
            
             
               Then
               forth
               they
               rush
               and
               fight
               till
               all
               retire
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               pursuit
               they
               set
               great
               Rome
               on
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               38.
               
            
             
               To
               stop
               the
               flame
               both
               Rich
               and
               poor
               Turmoile
               ,
            
             
               Some
               carry
               hooks
               ,
               some
               water
               Conduits
               turne
               ,
            
             
               But
               yet
               the
               Souldiers
               load
               themselves
               with
               spoile
               ,
            
             
               Though
               Innocents
               within
               the
               houses
               burne
               ;
            
             
               Thus
               did
               this
               raging
               fire
               without
               all
               pity
               ,
            
             
               More
               houses
               burn
               then
               would
               have
               made
               a
               City
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               39.
               
            
             
               While
               thus
               at
               Rome
               these
               Fatall
               broiles
               arise
               ,
            
             
               In
               Italy
               doth
               Maximine
               Arive
               ;
            
             
               At
               Altars
               oft
               he
               did
               his
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               And
               hopes
               his
               presence
               there
               shall
               make
               him
               thrive
               :
            
             
               How
               he
               and
               his
               adhaerents
               came
               to
               fare
               ,
            
             
               The
               Canto
               next
               ensuing
               will
               declare
               .
            
          
           
             The
             End
             of
             the
             Seventh
             Book
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           The
           Eighth
           Book
           .
        
         
           
             CANTO
             XXI
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Scouts
               and
               Maximines
               Souldiers
               good
               Aray
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Ema
               ,
               Alps
               ,
               Aquileia
               
                 wee
                 define
              
               ,
            
             
               Crispinus
               next
               then
               message
               wee
               display
            
             
               Unto
               Aquileia
               sent
               by
               Maximine
               ,
            
             
               Crispinus
               speech
               ,
               god
               Bell
               ,
               Assault
               in
               vain
               ,
            
             
               The
               Romans
               prudence
               ,
               Maximine
               is
               slain
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               VVHen
               grace
               doth
               want
               ,
               no
               strength
               can
               along
               availe
               ,
            
             
               No
               Confidence
               in
               Charrets
               or
               in
               Horses
               ;
            
             
               Now
               Maximines
               great
               Boasts
               begin
               to
               faile
               ,
            
             
               Though
               he
               was
               mighty
               both
               in
               Bulk
               and
               Forces
               :
            
             
               Our
               projects
               and
               our
               plots
               grow
               out
               of
               season
               ,
            
             
               When
               once
               the
               will
               prevailes
               above
               our
               reason
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Yet
               Gins
               he
               sets
               in
               ev'ry
               nook
               and
               Angle
               ,
            
             
               And
               pries
               in
               bottomes
               for
               the
               Ambuscadoes
               ;
            
             
               He
               casts
               his
               Legions
               into
               form
               Quadrangle
               ,
            
             
               To
               Circumvent
               his
               Enemies
               Bravadoes
               :
            
             
               Himself
               and
               Guard
               doe
               follow
               in
               the
               rear
               ,
            
             
               His
               Horse
               compleatly
               Arm'd
               with
               Shield
               and
               Spear
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Moresco
               Darters
               ,
               Archers
               of
               the
               East
               ,
            
             
               His
               German
               Horse
               he
               marshall'd
               in
               the
               Front
               ;
            
             
               The
               shock
               at
               first
               to
               undergoe
               at
               least
               ,
            
             
               Both
               grim
               and
               fierce
               they
               were
               to
               '
               bide
               the
               b●unt
               :
            
             
               By
               this
               you
               see
               it
               was
               his
               drift
               and
               scope
               ,
            
             
               To
               place
               Barbarians
               in
               the
               Forlorn
               Hope
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               In
               Battell-ray
               they
               marched
               o're
               the
               Plaine
               ,
            
             
               And
               at
               the
               City
               Ema
               did
               Arrive
               ;
            
             
               But
               all
               the
               dwellers
               thence
               to
               fly
               were
               fain
               ,
            
             
               As
               having
               little
               hope
               therein
               to
               thrive
               :
            
             
               They
               Temples
               burnt
               with
               Gates
               and
               all
               the
               rest
               ,
            
             
               And
               no
               provision
               left
               for
               man
               or
               beast
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               Full
               glad
               was
               bulky
               Maximine
               of
               this
               ,
            
             
               He
               thought
               the
               rest
               for
               fear
               would
               make
               him
               way
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               pincht
               with
               want
               yet
               did
               not
               misse
               ,
            
             
               But
               marched
               to
               the
               *
               Alps
               by
               break
               of
               day
               :
            
             
               Then
               feare
               of
               Ambush
               made
               them
               slack
               their
               pace
               ,
            
             
               And
               cause
               they
               had
               to
               doubt
               that
               steepy
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               they
               past
               the
               Alpes
               without●en
               stop
               .
            
             
               They
               Paeans
               sing
               *
               with
               Joy
               and
               merry
               cheare
               ,
            
             
               For
               Maximine
               discerned
               from
               the
               top
            
             
               Th'
               Italians
               fled
               ,
               possest
               with
               Panick
               feare
               ;
            
             
               Successe
               ,
               quoth
               he
               ,
               must
               needs
               to
               us
               redound
               ,
            
             
               Now
               they
               forsake
               the
               vantage
               of
               the
               ground
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Aquileia
               *
               yet
               against
               them
               shut
               her
               Gates
               ,
            
             
               To
               which
               Panonians
               gave
               a
               fierce
               Assault
               ;
            
             
               But
               they
               (
               by
               speares
               and
               stones
               )
               with
               broken
               pates
            
             
               (
               And
               Arrow
               shot
               )
               give
               back
               and
               make
               a
               halt
               :
            
             
               When
               Maximine
               his
               stoutest
               men
               forsake
               it
               ,
            
             
               Himselfe
               makes
               hast
               to
               try
               if
               he
               could
               take
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               This
               City
               was
               both
               Populous
               and
               great
               ,
            
             
               To
               all
               the
               Coasts
               a
               Famous
               Towne
               of
               Mart
               ,
            
             
               Who
               thither
               brought
               Commodities
               and
               Meat
               ,
            
             
               From
               Sea
               and
               Land
               by
               Industry
               or
               Art
               ;
            
             
               Provision
               thus
               arriving
               at
               their
               shore
               ,
            
             
               Besides
               their
               own
               Invited
               strangers
               store
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               The
               Villagers
               for
               safetie
               thither
               fled
               ,
            
             
               Some
               to
               their
               Friends
               ,
               and
               some
               to
               get
               reward
               ,
            
             
               Of
               multitudes
               thus
               was
               the
               City
               sped
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Gates
               they
               Close
               and
               Wals
               doe
               bravely
               Guard
               ;
            
             
               Two
               Noble
               Consuls
               *
               were
               in
               stead
               of
               Liege
               ,
            
             
               That
               made
               provision
               for
               a
               lasting
               siege
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Both
               springs
               they
               had
               and
               River
               by
               their
               Wall
            
             
               Instead
               of
               which
               ,
               
               which
               serv'd
               for
               great
               defence
               ;
            
             
               A
               Court
               of
               Warr
               now
               Maximine
               doth
               call
               ,
            
             
               And
               message
               did
               propound
               to
               send
               from
               thence
               ;
            
             
               These
               men
               ,
               quoth
               he
               ,
               are
               Souldiers
               good
               and
               tall
               ,
            
             
               Wee
               therefore
               must
               infatuate
               their
               sence
               :
            
             
               He
               Captaines
               had
               whose
               children
               were
               within
               ,
            
             
               These
               men
               he
               sends
               and
               they
               their
               speech
               begin
               ;
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               How
               Maximine
               their
               Soveraigne
               Liege
               and
               Lord
            
             
               Doth
               will
               them
               lay
               down
               Arms
               to
               live
               in
               peace
               ,
               
            
             
               He
               as
               a
               Friend
               is
               ready
               to
               Accord
               ,
            
             
               Will
               former
               faults
               remit
               and
               give
               release
               ;
            
             
               Them
               to
               destroy
               by
               him
               is
               much
               abhorr'd
               ,
            
             
               From
               Countries
               ruine
               if
               they
               yet
               will
               cease
               :
            
             
               He
               knowes
               withall
               your
               loving
               Inclination
               ,
            
             
               And
               doth
               believe
               't
               is
               others
               Instigation
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               This
               neer
               the
               Wals
               was
               told
               by
               his
               Commity
               ,
            
             
               And
               they
               above
               doe
               give
               attentive
               ear
               ;
            
             
               Crispinus
               doubting
               they
               within
               the
               City
            
             
               Might
               ope
               their
               Gates
               ,
               surpriz'd
               with
               sudden
               fear
               ,
            
             
               He
               runs
               about
               and
               doth
               them
               all
               adjure
               ,
            
             
               Beseeching
               them
               with
               patience
               to
               endure
               ,
               
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               And
               bravely
               for
               your
               countrey
               fight
               in
               Barr
               ,
            
             
               '
               Gainst
               Tyrants
               pride
               and
               his
               alluring
               words
               ;
            
             
               Far
               better
               is
               the
               Fortune
               of
               the
               Warr
            
             
               Freedome
               to
               gain
               by
               your
               victorious
               Swords
               :
            
             
               Although
               they
               seem
               the
               stronger
               in
               your
               view
               ,
            
             
               Great
               numbers
               oft
               are
               vanquished
               by
               few
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               Men
               fight
               in
               others
               quarrell
               with
               lesse
               h'art
               ,
            
             
               No
               Glory
               get
               yet
               undergoes
               the
               danger
               :
            
             
               But
               each
               of
               you
               in
               this
               have
               equall
               part
            
             
               To
               save
               your
               own
               not
               injuring
               a
               stranger
               :
            
             
               Resist
               them
               bravely
               on
               these
               certaine
               grounds
               ,
            
             
               For
               to
               your selves
               this
               victory
               redounds
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               Crispinus
               thus
               (
               of
               Reverend
               Aspect
               )
            
             
               With
               Eloquence
               the
               Burgers
               to
               perswade
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               might
               seem
               the
               Agents
               to
               neglect
               ,
            
             
               And
               Arm
               themselves
               the
               Tyrant
               to
               degrade
               ;
            
             
               The
               entrailes
               promise
               faire
               as
               say
               their
               *
               Sages
               ,
            
             
               Much
               credit
               give
               Italians
               to
               presages
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Of
               Oracles
               besides
               they
               make
               report
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Patriall
               god
               some
               *
               Bel
               ,
               some
               call
               Apollo
               ;
            
             
               The
               *
               Souldiers
               said
               they
               saw
               him
               oft
               resort
               ,
            
             
               And
               fighting
               in
               the
               Sky
               their
               Troops
               to
               follow
               :
            
             
               If
               this
               they
               said
               that
               they
               might
               not
               be
               *
               shent
               ,
            
             
               Once
               foil'd
               the
               Brute
               was
               clear'd
               by
               the
               event
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               The
               Agents
               thus
               come
               back
               without
               successe
               ,
            
             
               And
               Maximine
               in
               Choler
               maketh
               speed
               ,
            
             
               A
               River
               broad
               and
               deep
               was
               in
               excesse
               ,
            
             
               The
               Bridges
               broke
               his
               cumber
               more
               to
               breed
               ;
            
             
               This
               River
               like
               their
               own
               some
               Germans
               dream
            
             
               That
               made
               attempt
               ,
               but
               perish'd
               in
               the
               stream
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               His
               Army
               he
               intrench'd
               to
               shun
               surprise
               ,
            
             
               For
               want
               of
               Barge
               another
               course
               is
               taken
               ;
            
             
               To
               build
               a
               Bridg
               his
               Engineers
               devise
               ,
            
             
               With
               empty
               Casks
               they
               found
               in
               Townes
               forsaken
               :
            
             
               And
               these
               to
               fetch
               away
               his
               Horsemen
               gallops
               ,
            
             
               Which
               being
               bound
               together
               float
               like
               shallops
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               This
               work
               to
               see
               himselfe
               took
               great
               delight
               ,
            
             
               So
               past
               his
               Army
               over
               neer
               the
               City
               ,
            
             
               Out-Vines
               and
               Orchards
               made
               a
               gallant
               sight
               ,
            
             
               Which
               Souldiers
               Burnt
               devoid
               of
               shame
               or
               pity
               ;
            
             
               Encamping
               them
               from
               danger
               of
               their
               Borders
               ,
            
             
               He
               frames
               his
               Squadrons
               into
               severall
               Orders
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Assault
               was
               given
               after
               one
               daies
               rest
               ,
            
             
               They
               shoot
               and
               sling
               and
               barter
               Camisadoes
               ;
            
             
               Both
               parts
               endeavour
               now
               to
               doe
               their
               best
               ,
            
             
               On
               every
               side
               the
               Wall
               they
               make
               scaladoes
               ;
            
             
               Aquileians
               also
               brave
               resistance
               make
               ,
            
             
               For
               City
               ,
               Lives
               ,
               and
               all
               are
               at
               the
               stake
               .
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               The
               Suburb
               Buildings
               all
               were
               haled
               downe
               ,
            
             
               And
               Engins
               framed
               on
               the
               Timber
               work
               ;
            
             
               Now
               Maximine
               begins
               to
               rage
               and
               frown
               ,
            
             
               Such
               deadly
               feud
               doth
               in
               his
               bosome
               lurk
               :
            
             
               To
               Rome
               (
               because
               this
               City
               him
               withstood
               )
            
             
               He
               will
               not
               goe
               but
               thorow
               streams
               of
               blood
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               He
               and
               his
               Son
               young
               Caesar
               ride
               about
               ,
            
             
               And
               promises
               the
               Souldiers
               great
               reward
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               from
               the
               Towne
               with
               stones
               they
               pelt
               and
               clout
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               doe
               their
               numbers
               any
               thing
               regard
               :
            
             
               On
               those
               that
               scale
               the
               Wall
               and
               passe
               the
               ditch
            
             
               They
               from
               above
               poure
               down
               hot
               scalding
               Pitch
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Their
               Bodies
               scorch'd
               ,
               their
               Armour
               off
               they
               strip
               ,
            
             
               The
               Liquor
               scalded
               so
               without
               remorse
               ,
            
             
               Despoyled
               so
               they
               tasted
               of
               the
               whip
               ,
            
             
               By
               nimble
               wit
               more
               then
               by
               open
               Force
               ;
            
             
               They
               also
               fir'd
               their
               Engins
               and
               their
               Carts
            
             
               With
               brands
               of
               Pitch
               and
               Rosin
               sharp
               as
               Darts
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Both
               sides
               with
               equall
               terror
               fought
               awhile
               ,
            
             
               But
               soone
               the
               Souldiers
               to
               Assault
               are
               slack
               ;
            
             
               Unequall
               number
               did
               them
               first
               beguile
               ,
            
             
               Till
               thus
               the
               Town
               had
               beat
               them
               bravely
               back
               ;
            
             
               And
               Maximine
               that
               lately
               made
               such
               vaunts
               ,
            
             
               He
               and
               his
               Son
               are
               scoff'd
               with
               bitter
               taunts
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               But
               when
               he
               saw
               he
               could
               not
               have
               his
               Will
               ,
            
             
               In
               rage
               he
               waxt
               and
               bristled
               like
               a
               Bore
               ,
            
             
               Some
               of
               his
               Captaines
               he
               Commands
               to
               kill
               ,
            
             
               The
               rest
               ere
               long
               doe
               mean
               to
               quit
               the
               score
               ;
            
             
               The
               bloudy
               Deeds
               which
               he
               hath
               done
               of
               late
               ,
            
             
               From
               both
               sides
               now
               engender
               equall
               hate
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               Aquileians
               stored
               were
               for
               man
               and
               Beast
               .
            
             
               But
               Maximines
               were
               pinched
               sore
               with
               want
               :
            
             
               They
               spoil'd
               the
               fruits
               which
               now
               would
               be
               a
               Feast
               ,
            
             
               For
               all
               provision
               grew
               exceeding
               scant
               :
            
             
               The
               Romans
               also
               had
               so
               blockt
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               That
               Famine
               much
               encreased
               every
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Some
               Nobles
               eke
               were
               by
               the
               Senate
               sent
            
             
               Port-Townes
               to
               Guard
               ,
               and
               every
               Neighbour
               Coast
               ,
            
             
               That
               Maximine
               could
               know
               how
               nothing
               went
            
             
               At
               Rom●
               ,
               where
               he
               intends
               to
               rule
               the
               Roast
               ;
            
             
               Encumb●red
               thus
               he
               doth
               his
               Choller
               vent
               ,
            
             
               But
               this
               was
               it
               which
               him
               perplexed
               most
               ,
            
             
               He
               could
               not
               take
               the
               Town
               with
               all
               his
               Art
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               get
               to
               Rome
               for
               want
               of
               Barg
               and
               Cart.
               
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               In
               Italy
               the
               People
               all
               conspire
               ,
            
             
               Barbarians
               eke
               in
               East
               and
               in
               the
               South
               ;
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               too
               provoked
               are
               to
               Ire
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               on
               him
               exclaim
               with
               open
               mouth
               ;
            
             
               Their
               drink
               was
               such
               as
               came
               from
               durt
               and
               mire
            
             
               They
               water
               want
               to
               satisfie
               their
               drouth
               :
            
             
               Dead
               carkasses
               polluted
               had
               the
               River
               ,
            
             
               For
               they
               that
               lost
               their
               lives
               were
               thrown
               in
               thither
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               The
               Army
               now
               in
               this
               extream
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               And
               Maximine
               reposing
               in
               his
               Tent
               ,
            
             
               Because
               they
               saw
               no
               hope
               to
               have
               redresse
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Souldiers
               of
               the
               Camp
               unto
               him
               went
               ;
            
             
               For
               Famine
               had
               them
               brought
               so
               lean
               and
               meaguer
               ,
            
             
               That
               they
               resolve
               to
               quit
               this
               pinching
               Leaguer
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               And
               this
               to
               doe
               ,
               no
               better
               way
               they
               find
            
             
               Then
               Maximine
               to
               kill
               ,
               and
               eke
               his
               Son
               ,
            
             
               His
               Guard
               was
               also
               privie
               to
               their
               mind
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               all
               agreed
               this
               happy
               Deed
               was
               done
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Carkasses
               exposed
               were
               to
               scorn
               ,
            
             
               And
               both
               their
               Heads
               forthwith
               to
               Rome
               were
               born
               .
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               Their
               Government
               deserved
               had
               no
               lesse
               ,
            
             
               His
               Pictures
               now
               and
               Ensigns
               they
               doe
               teare
               ;
            
             
               Those
               being
               dead
               that
               did
               them
               sore
               oppresse
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Italy
               and
               they
               were
               void
               of
               feare
               :
            
             
               Thus
               came
               this
               bloudy
               Tyrant
               to
               his
               end
               ,
            
             
               That
               did
               the
               Roman
               State
               in
               pieces
               rend
               .
            
          
           
             
               32.
               
            
             
               The
               Army
               thowas
               struck
               into
               amaze
               ,
            
             
               All
               were
               not
               pleas'd
               at
               this
               their
               sudden
               Action
               ,
            
             
               Pannonians
               and
               the
               Thracians
               came
               apace
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               when
               they
               see
               the
               most
               were
               of
               this
               Faction
               ,
            
             
               To
               say
               the
               plot
               was
               right
               they
               thought
               it
               best
               ,
            
             
               And
               made
               a
               shew
               of
               Joy
               with
               all
               the
               rest
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             CANTO
             XXII
             .
          
           
             
               The
               ARGUMENT
               .
            
             
               Newes
               came
               that
               caus'd
               a
               Jubile
               at
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               Triumphant
               Embassage
               comes
               next
               in
               play
               ,
            
             
               Maximus
               and
               Albinus
               dreadfull
               doome
               ,
            
             
               Who
               first
               are
               stript
               and
               beaten
               by
               the
               way
               ▪
            
             
               Praetorian
               Souldiers
               did
               this
               wicked
               Deed
               ,
            
             
               And
               
                 Gordian
                 Caesar
              
               placed
               in
               their
               steed
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               
            
             
               IF
               good
               men
               fall
               we
               pity
               them
               at
               least
               ,
            
             
               Not
               so
               when
               Tyrants
               have
               deserved
               end
               ;
            
             
               Good
               Conscience
               maketh
               up
               a
               daily
               Feast
               ,
            
             
               But
               Horror
               to
               the
               guilty
               God
               doth
               send
               :
            
             
               As
               Maximine
               so
               all
               that
               run
               his
               race
               ,
            
             
               Must
               die
               detested
               ,
               Infamous
               and
               base
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               laying
               now
               aside
               their
               Arms
               ,
            
             
               Like
               men
               of
               Peace
               goe
               boldly
               to
               the
               City
               ▪
            
             
               The
               Tyrant
               dead
               they
               doubt
               no
               more
               Alarms
               ,
            
             
               As
               Friends
               ,
               say
               they
               ,
               accept
               of
               us
               for
               pity
               ;
            
             
               The
               Captaines
               yet
               this
               motion
               doe
               reject
               ,
            
             
               And
               shew
               them
               Pictures
               of
               the
               three
               Elect
               ,
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               Adorn'd
               with
               Laurell
               Crownes
               in
               open
               view
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               revere
               with
               Joyfull
               Acclamations
               ,
            
             
               And
               wish'd
               the
               Souldiers
               to
               ag●ize
               their
               due
               ,
            
             
               So
               Roman
               Senate
               make
               their
               Proclamations
               :
            
             
               If
               you
               expect
               to
               have
               our
               free
               Accords
               ,
            
             
               You
               must
               receive
               them
               for
               your
               Soveraigne
               Lords
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               4.
               
            
             
               This
               said
               ,
               they
               gave
               them
               Market
               on
               the
               Wals
               ,
            
             
               Which
               they
               embrace
               with
               glad
               and
               willing
               h'arts
               ,
            
             
               Of
               Wine
               and
               Bread
               and
               sustenance
               not
               small
               ;
            
             
               Aquileia
               stored
               was
               from
               severall
               parts
               ,
            
             
               Apparell
               ,
               shooes
               ,
               of
               nothing
               they
               were
               scant
               ,
            
             
               This
               Souldiers
               wan
               regarding
               their
               own
               want
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               They
               saw
               there
               was
               no
               hope
               to
               bide
               the
               Siege
               ,
            
             
               But
               Famine
               rather
               likely
               to
               befall
               ;
            
             
               Well
               satisfied
               they
               were
               with
               their
               new
               Liege
               ▪
            
             
               And
               pa●ly
               friendly
               neer
               the
               City
               Wall
               :
            
             
               Thus
               Peace
               and
               Warr
               appeared
               both
               at
               once
               ,
            
             
               The
               Gates
               yet
               shut
               they
               lodg
               in
               Camp
               and
               sconce
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Thus
               at
               *
               Aquileia
               while
               these
               matters
               past
               ,
            
             
               Some
               Posts
               to
               Rome
               were
               sent
               with
               Tyrants
               head
               ,
            
             
               With
               Laurels
               in
               their
               hands
               the
               People
               hast
               ,
            
             
               Shouting
               for
               Joy
               that
               Maximine
               is
               dead
               ;
            
             
               And
               by
               the
               way
               the
               Emp'rours
               new
               elect
            
             
               Were
               raising
               Force
               the
               outrage
               to
               correct
               .
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Some
               aid
               of
               Ancient
               Love
               the
               Germans
               sent
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               they
               a
               mighty
               Host
               did
               then
               prepare
               ;
            
             
               But
               both
               their
               heads
               the
               Messengers
               present
               ,
            
             
               And
               tell
               them
               how
               this
               Labour
               they
               may
               spare
               ;
            
             
               Take
               part
               with
               Romans
               now
               the
               Army
               me'nt
               ,
               
            
             
               And
               Honour
               those
               whom
               Senate
               did
               declare
               :
            
             
               At
               this
               good
               newes
               they
               make
               the
               Altars
               smoak
            
             
               For
               vict'ry
               got
               not
               striking
               once
               a
               stroak
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               When
               Maximus
               had
               done
               his
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               Two
               Knights
               on
               Lances
               both
               the
               head●
               doe
               beare
            
             
               Once
               come
               to
               Rome
               ,
               the
               gladsome
               People
               rise
               ,
            
             
               And
               Jubile
               Proclaime
               for
               that
               whole
               yeare
               ▪
            
             
               None
               can
               expresse
               their
               〈◊〉
               of
               Joy
               ▪
            
             
               For
               Tyrants
               death
               that
               did
               their
               〈◊〉
               Annoy
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               9.
               
            
             
               They
               cluster
               thick
               into
               the
               publike
               *
               Cirque
               ,
            
             
               Whole
               *
               Hecatombs
               Albinus
               sacrific'd
               ,
            
             
               The
               Magistrates
               and
               Nobles
               went
               to
               Kirke
               ,
            
             
               They
               now
               appeare
               that
               were
               before
               disguis'd
               ;
            
             
               For
               feare
               to
               lose
               their
               beads
               they
               cease
               to
               moan
               ;
            
             
               The
               axe
               that
               threatned
               theirs
               had
               lost
               its
               own
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               Thus
               Posts
               and
               Heralds
               sent
               with
               Laurell
               Brance
            
             
               To
               every
               Coast
               and
               Province
               round
               about
               ,
            
             
               With
               Holiday
               at
               Rome
               they
               leap
               and
               Dance
               ;
            
             
               Then
               marcheth
               Maximus
               the
               marshes
               out
            
             
               Ravenia
               *
               from
               ,
               the
               Aquileians
               he
               greets
               ,
            
             
               And
               past
               the
               place
               where
               seven
               Channels
               *
               meets
               .
            
          
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               The
               Aquileians
               ope
               their
               gates
               discharg'd
               of
               Bands
               ,
            
             
               Prime
               Agents
               come
               from
               all
               the
               Cities
               round
               ,
            
             
               With
               Vestures
               *
               white
               ,
               and
               Laurels
               in
               their
               hands
               ;
            
             
               Their
               Guardian
               gods
               with
               massie
               Gold
               were
               crown'd
               ,
            
             
               These
               Images
               were
               bought
               with
               goods
               and
               Lands
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               amongst
               the
               Donaries
               were
               found
               .
            
             
               Thus
               Maximus
               they
               doe
               congratulate
               ,
            
             
               And
               green
               leaves
               on
               him
               heap
               a
               sign
               *
               of
               state
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               also
               met
               like
               men
               of
               Peace
               ,
            
             
               But
               their
               submit
               was
               through
               Accommodation
               ,
            
             
               Their
               spoile
               and
               plunder
               being
               like
               to
               cease
               ,
            
             
               He
               being
               dead
               that
               serv'd
               their
               inclination
               ;
            
             
               When
               Maximus
               had
               done
               his
               Sacrifice
               ,
            
             
               He
               to
               the
               Army
               spake
               as
               was
               the
               guise
               :
            
          
           
             
               13.
               
            
             
               To
               joyn
               with
               Romans
               now
               the
               sweet
               you
               find
               ,
               
            
             
               A
               Joyfull
               peace
               instead
               of
               Warr
               and
               hate
               ;
            
             
               Besides
               you
               save
               the
               Oath
               that
               did
               you
               bind
               ,
            
             
               The
               mist'ry
               Sacred
               of
               the
               Roman
               State
               ;
            
             
               Long
               may
               you
               keep
               these
               benefits
               in
               mind
               ,
            
             
               And
               not
               be
               mov'd
               to
               stirr
               up
               new
               debate
               :
            
             
               But
               give
               to
               them
               and
               us
               all
               due
               content
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               have
               chose
               for
               worth
               and
               high
               Descent
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               14.
               
            
             
               To
               Empire
               none
               hath
               Patrimoniall
               right
               ,
            
             
               But
               you
               and
               wee
               are
               joynt
               Administrators
               ;
            
             
               The
               City
               is
               indeed
               an
               Empresse
               bright
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Peers
               and
               Commons
               ought
               to
               weigh
               these
               matters
               :
            
             
               If
               you
               your selves
               as
               Liege
               men
               doe
               contain
               ,
            
             
               We
               shall
               to
               you
               return
               our
               Care
               againe
               .
            
          
           
             
               15.
               
            
             
               You
               flourish
               shall
               and
               have
               a
               happy
               Peace
               ,
            
             
               The
               Provinces
               about
               you
               will
               have
               truce
               ,
            
             
               All
               hazard
               of
               your
               lives
               and
               goods
               shall
               cease
               ,
            
             
               By
               your
               example
               all
               of
               these
               conduce
               ;
            
             
               Wee
               being
               two
               that
               undergoe
               the
               load
               ,
            
             
               Shall
               quiet
               all
               Domestick
               and
               abroad
               .
            
          
           
             
               16.
               
            
             
               Wee
               shall
               Assistance
               give
               to
               one
               another
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               think
               revenge
               against
               you
               will
               be
               sought
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Rome
               and
               we
               will
               love
               you
               as
               a
               brother
               ,
            
             
               Perdy
               you
               did
               but
               what
               Commanders
               taught
               :
            
             
               Let
               all
               that
               's
               past
               betwixt
               us
               be
               forgotten
               ,
            
             
               And
               live
               in
               League
               when
               Tyrant's
               dead
               and
               rotten
               .
            
          
           
             
               17.
               
            
             
               Thus
               said
               ,
               he
               promis'd
               them
               a
               large
               amends
            
             
               Then
               at
               Aquilea
               makes
               a
               short
               repose
               ,
            
             
               From
               thence
               he
               went
               to
               Rome
               to
               meet
               his
               Friend
               ,
            
             
               Part
               of
               his
               Army
               to
               their
               station
               goes
               ;
            
             
               The
               Pikemen
               of
               his
               Guard
               attend
               him
               must
               ,
            
             
               And
               German
               aids
               in
               whom
               he
               most
               did
               trust
               .
            
          
           
             
               18.
               
            
             
               He
               Nobly
               Govern'd
               when
               he
               had
               that
               place
               ;
            
             
               Now
               when
               he
               made
               his
               entry
               into
               Rome
               ,
            
             
               Albinus
               and
               young
               Caesar
               came
               apace
               ,
            
             
               Both
               Peers
               and
               Commons
               bid
               him
               welcome
               home
               ;
            
             
               Some
               give
               him
               gifts
               with
               due
               Congratulations
               ,
            
             
               Him
               all
               receive
               with
               joyfull
               Acclamations
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               19.
               
            
             
               Thus
               for
               a
               while
               they
               Govern'd
               well
               and
               right
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               Common
               People
               were
               content
               ;
            
             
               But
               Souldiers
               cankred
               hearts
               were
               full
               of
               spight
            
             
               At
               their
               Appla●●e
               that
               were
               of
               high
               Descent
               :
            
             
               The
               Germans
               in
               their
               Office
               were
               not
               Idle
               ,
            
             
               Kept
               as
               they
               thought
               their
               Insolence
               to
               bridle
               .
            
          
           
             
               20.
               
            
             
               Their
               *
               outrages
               confronted
               thus
               ,
               they
               feare
            
             
               Lest
               some
               such
               Traine
               Severus
               erst
               invented
            
             
               Might
               quite
               degrade
               them
               and
               their
               Bands
               Cashiere
               ,
            
             
               Or
               the
               Germans
               for
               that
               place
               indented
               ;
            
             
               Wherefore
               at
               Solemne
               Feasts
               *
               Capitoline
               ,
            
             
               Where
               sports
               &
               shewes
               were
               grac'd
               with
               cates
               &
               wine
               ,
            
          
           
             
               21.
               
            
             
               They
               to
               the
               Palace
               run
               in
               Bedlam
               rage
               ,
            
             
               And
               will
               the
               good
               old
               Emperours
               surprise
               ,
            
             
               Though
               they
               in
               all
               the
               rest
               were
               grave
               and
               sage
               ,
            
             
               'Bout
               Soveraign
               Rule
               to
               strive
               they
               were
               not
               wise
               :
            
             
               Albinus
               double
               Consull
               least
               despaires
               ,
            
             
               And
               Maximus
               for
               skill
               in
               State-Affaires
               .
            
          
           
             
               22.
               
            
             
               For
               Birth
               and
               Worth
               't
               was
               hard
               to
               find
               a
               best
               ,
            
             
               And
               each
               to
               yeeld
               to
               other
               were
               as
               loth
               ;
            
             
               But
               yet
               their
               strife
               in
               this
               unwise
               contest
            
             
               Was
               ruine
               and
               destruction
               to
               them
               both
               :
            
             
               Maximus
               heard
               Praetorians
               were
               the
               Jury
               ,
            
             
               And
               sends
               for
               German
               Guards
               to
               stop
               their
               Fury
               .
            
          
           
             
               23.
               
            
             
               Although
               they
               both
               in
               danger
               were
               of
               Murther
               ,
            
             
               And
               that
               these
               Troops
               the
               Traytors
               might
               have
               match'd
               ,
            
             
               Albinus
               wils
               they
               shall
               proceed
               no
               further
               ,
            
             
               Lest
               he
               alone
               should
               be
               the
               man
               dispatch'd
               ;
            
             
               For
               well
               he
               knew
               they
               Maximus
               Adore
               ,
            
             
               '
               Cause
               he
               their
               Province
               rul'd
               so
               well
               before
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               24.
               
            
             
               Praetorians
               therefore
               he
               would
               not
               represse
               ,
            
             
               So
               uncontrouled
               is
               the
               hand
               of
               Fate
               ,
            
             
               But
               said
               the
               Germans
               would
               himselfe
               suppresse
               ,
            
             
               And
               Maximus
               invest
               in
               Soveraign
               State
               :
            
             
               While
               this
               Impa●iance
               kept
               them
               at
               a
               bay
               ,
            
             
               The
               Souldiers
               come
               and
               doore
               keepers
               give
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               25.
               
            
             
               The
               good
               old
               men
               they
               hale
               out
               of
               the
               Court
               ,
            
             
               And
               raging
               mad
               doe
               Barb'rously
               intreat
               'em
               ;
            
             
               They
               teare
               their
               cloths
               in
               most
               unseemly
               sort
               ,
            
             
               Then
               pull
               their
               beards
               and
               by
               the
               way
               doe
               beate
               'em
               :
            
             
               If
               of
               these
               Crimes
               us
               any
               one
               convinces
               ,
            
             
               These
               are
               (
               say
               they
               )
               but
               Senatorian
               Princes
               .
            
          
           
             
               26.
               
            
             
               To
               th'
               Camp
               they
               hurried
               them
               through
               mid'st
               of
               City
               ,
            
             
               Intending
               not
               to
               kill
               them
               in
               the
               Palace
               ,
            
             
               But
               torture
               them
               alive
               without
               all
               pity
               ,
            
             
               For
               greater
               paine
               ,
               and
               more
               to
               shew
               their
               malice
               ;
            
             
               But
               fearing
               now
               the
               Guards
               would
               pay
               their
               coats
               ,
            
             
               Who
               came
               amaine
               ,
               they
               cut
               the
               Emp'rours
               throats
               .
            
          
           
             
               27.
               
            
             
               Whom
               baffled
               thus
               with
               all
               kind
               of
               despite
               ,
            
             
               Their
               Corps
               into
               the
               open
               way
               they
               threw
               ,
            
             
               Then
               held
               *
               up
               
                 Gordian
                 Caesar
              
               in
               their
               sight
               ,
            
             
               And
               said
               to
               him
               the
               Princely
               Throne
               is
               due
               ;
            
             
               Wee
               kill'd
               but
               those
               whom
               Commons
               so
               rejected
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               their
               stead
               young
               Gordian
               have
               elected
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               
            
             
               He
               Nephew
               is
               to
               elder
               Gordian
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               they
               and
               Nobles
               forc'd
               to
               be
               our
               Prince
               ,
            
             
               You
               cannot
               say
               there
               was
               a
               better
               man
            
             
               That
               rul'd
               us
               long
               before
               or
               ever
               since
               ;
            
             
               So
               taking
               him
               to
               th'
               Camp
               to
               lodg
               and
               diet
               ,
            
             
               They
               lockt
               their
               Gates
               and
               after
               this
               were
               quiet
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               29.
               
            
             
               The
               Germans
               find
               the
               Massacre
               is
               ended
               ,
            
             
               And
               think
               it
               best
               to
               make
               a
               faire
               retreat
               ,
            
             
               Since
               what
               is
               done
               and
               past
               cannot
               be
               mended
               ,
            
             
               They
               being
               dead
               for
               whom
               they
               were
               in
               heat
               ;
            
             
               These
               Emp'rours
               both
               were
               Gloriously
               descended
               ,
            
             
               The
               which
               Praetorians
               thus
               did
               kill
               and
               beat
               :
            
             
               And
               now
               young
               Gordian
               aged
               thirteen
               year
               ,
            
             
               Began
               his
               Raign
               and
               rul'd
               the
               Roman
               Sphear
               .
            
          
           
             
               30.
               
            
             
               The
               Fate
               of
               twenty
               Caesars
               here
               at
               full
            
             
               Presented
               is
               ,
               the
               rest
               may
               have
               the
               chance
            
             
               To
               wake
               some
               other
               pen
               ,
               for
               mine
               growes
               dull
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               can
               my
               ruder
               lines
               their
               Fame
               advance
               ;
            
             
               I
               told
               you
               at
               the
               first
               I
               had
               no
               skill
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               hope
               you
               may
               accept
               of
               my
               good
               will.
               
            
          
           
             
               31.
               
            
             
               With
               care
               they
               got
               a
               Crown
               upon
               their
               head
               ,
            
             
               And
               here
               you
               see
               how
               dismall
               were
               their
               ends
            
             
               Sacrce
               three
               of
               them
               did
               die
               upon
               their
               Beds
               ,
            
             
               A
               warning
               good
               to
               me
               and
               all
               my
               Friends
               :
            
             
               If
               you
               be
               pleas'd
               ,
               for
               more
               I
               doe
               not
               look
               ,
            
             
               In
               Love
               to
               you
               this
               taske
               I
               undertooke
               .
            
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
         
      
    
     
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A43431-e900
           
             *
             Herodian
             an
             Officer
             of
             State.
             
          
           
             *
             Now
             Austria
             ,
             and
             Hungarie
             .
          
           
             *
             
               Seneca
               cals
            
             Sensuality
             the
             Soveraigne
             good
             of
             Beasts
             
          
           
             *
             Dionysius
             .
          
           
             *
             See
             Justin
             .
             lib.
             24.
             
          
           
             Marcus
             speech
             
          
           
             *
             Marcus
             dies
             April
             17.
             
             Anno
             Dom.
             181.
             
          
           
             Commod's
             speech
             .
          
           
             *
             In
             venere
             &
             ventre
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             greatest
             River
             next
             to
             Nilus
             .
          
           
             Pompeianus
             speech
             .
          
           
             *
             Vbi
             Imperator
             ibi
             Roma
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             captives
             went
             before
             the
             Triumphant
             Chariot
             ▪
             
          
           
             *
             His
             description
             .
          
           
             *
             Built
             on
             Mount
             Palatine
             .
          
           
             *
             Lucill●
             ▪
             
          
           
             *
             The
             Empresse
             .
          
           
             *
             His
             Sister
             ▪
             
          
           
             *
             To
             command
             Illyria
             ,
             after
             called
             Dalmatia
             ,
             now
             Slavonia
             .
          
           
             *
             Or
             Agon
             .
          
           
             *
             Brittish
             souldiers
             some
             say
             .
          
           
             *
             Their
             chiefe
             goddesse
             .
          
           
             *
             Plin.
             l.
             5.
             c.
             32.
             
          
           
             *
             Antidote
             against
             the
             plague
             .
          
           
             *
             An
             Activity
             Court
             
          
           
             〈…〉
             speech
             .
          
           
             Proverb
             .
          
           
             *
             To
             a
             god●esse
             amongst
             the
             Romans
             .
          
           
             *
             See
             the
             L.
             of
             S.
             
               Albans
               ,
               bisto
               .
               Centur.
            
             4.
             
          
           
             Proverb
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e20500
           
             Proverb
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             City
             .
          
           
             Electus
             ,
             Laetus
             ,
             Marcia
             .
          
           
             Laetus
             Speech
             .
          
           
             *
             Sirnamed
             Britanicus
             for
             Service
             there
             .
          
           
             P●rtina●
             speech
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             like
             effect
             of
             Majeste
             in
             
               Q.
               Olym.
            
             See
             
               Justin
               .
               l.
            
             14.
             
          
           
             Bravery
             of
             a
             Roman
             Spirit
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             
               R●m●n
               ▪
            
             sate
             not
             at
             Tables
             .
          
           
             *
             In
             form
             of
             a
             cestudo
             .
             vid.
             L●●psius
             de
             mibit
             Rom.
          
           
             *
             Horse-race
             of
             Ovall
             form
             able
             to
             contain
             100000
             Spectators
             .
          
           
             *
             Their
             Character
             .
          
           
             *
             Nigers
             Speech
             .
          
           
             His
             dreame
             .
          
           
             A
             street
             in
             Rome
             .
          
           
             *
             Popular
             rule
             
          
           
             *
             Their
             description
             .
          
           
             Quaere
             Gu●d●mar
             Bishop
             Spoletto
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             Darke
             subtle
             Prince
             .
          
           
             Severus
             Speech
             to
             the
             Army
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             Military
             Exercise
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             furthest
             Northward
             .
          
           
             The
             Alps.
          
           
             Elephants
             Train'd
             .
          
           
             Stratagem
             .
          
           
             No
             Receipt
             against
             feare
             .
          
           
             His
             subtlety
             .
          
           
             Severus
             speech
             to
             the
             Praetorians
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e32960
           
             H's
             Elogy
             .
          
           
             His
             Censure
             .
          
           
             He
             had
             some
             feare
             of
             the
             Brittaines
             .
          
           
             Herodian
             writes
             of
             70
             years
             of
             his
             own
             knowledge
             .
          
           
             His
             Preparation
             .
          
           
             Mount
             Taurus
             fortified
             .
          
           
             *
             Now
             Constantinople
             .
          
           
             His
             Policy
             .
          
           
             Proverb
             .
          
           
             Fessae
             Morocco
             ,
             formerly
             Mauritania
             .
          
           
             *
             Called
             by
             
               Alexander
               N●copolis
            
             for
             his
             victory
             there
             .
          
           
             The
             Northern
             Regions
             most
             Martiall
             .
          
           
             His
             plot
             against
             Albinus
             .
          
           
             Severus
             speech
             touching
             Albinus
             .
          
           
             Caesar
             implye●
             Heire
             apparant
             .
          
           
             *
             This
             Fate
             had
             Rochel
             .
          
           
             His
             Watch-Word
             ,
             
               Labore
               mus
            
             .
          
           
             *
             Military
             Mantle
             .
          
           
             *
             Lauds
             .
          
           
             *
             This
             lost
             the
             English
             to
             the
             Normans
             .
          
           
             *
             Lyons
             in
             France
             .
          
           
             Severus
             the
             greatest
             Conqueror
             of
             the
             World.
             
          
           
             *
             Herod
             Secular
             games
             .
          
           
             In
             Honour
             of
             Apollo
             and
             Diana
             Sun
             and
             Moon
             .
          
           
             〈◊〉
             securus
             〈◊〉
             time
             secu●itatem
             ,
             
               S●
               .
               Ber.
            
          
           
             He
             visited
             Mysian
             and
             Panonian
             Armies
             ;
             Mysia
             ,
             now
             Servia
             and
             Bulgaria
             .
          
           
             Some
             say
             his
             Catamite
             in
             yonger
             years
             .
          
           
             See
             the
             〈…〉
             of
             Friendship
             .
          
           
             Forced
             Marriage
             .
          
           
             Plautian
             the
             greatest
             Favourite
             of
             the
             world
             .
          
           
             *
             Had
             the
             Command
             of
             1000
             Souldiers
             .
          
           
             Plautians
             Speech
             .
          
           
             In
             warm
             Climate
             people
             are
             wise
             .
          
           
             Saturninus
             to
             Severus
             .
          
           
             *
             Campania
             betwixt
             Rome
             and
             Naples
             .
          
           
             *
             Augustus
             dealt
             so
             with
             Antonius
             his
             Sons
             when
             he
             became
             his
             enemy
             .
             Severus
             sent
             these
             into
             Sicily
             .
          
           
             Their
             Elogy
             .
          
           
             *
             Sword
             &
             Pike
             ,
             King
             &
             Queen
             of
             Weapons
             .
          
           
             Lost
             50000
             men
             in
             this
             service
             .
          
           
             Severus
             dyes
             of
             griefe
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e48620
           
             *
             Deification
             of
             an
             Emperour
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             City
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             Funerall
             Dance
             .
          
           
             *
             Constantinople
             Propontick
             Gulph
             divides
             both
             Continents
             .
          
           
             Antonine
             to
             the
             Senat.
             
          
           
             *
             The
             report
             was
             Marcus.
             poyson'd
             him
             ,
             but
             Victor
             says
             none
             but
             lewd
             persons
             bele●ved
             it
             .
          
           
             They
             had
             not
             the
             Honour
             of
             decent
             Funerall
             .
          
           
             *
             Commodus
             Nephew
             .
          
           
             *
             Circen
             sports
             in
             honour
             of
             Neptune
             .
          
           
             *
             Of
             the
             Cities
             
          
           
             *
             Troy.
             
          
           
             Vid.
             Hom
             Ili
             .
             l.
             23.
             
          
           
             An
             ancient
             kind
             of
             Funerall
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             hundred
             oxen
             .
          
           
             Embassage
             .
          
           
             Two
             Generals
             Audentius
             and
             Macrinus
             .
          
           
             Conjuring
             .
          
           
             *
             Captaine
             of
             100
             men
             .
          
           
             De
             Luna
             .
          
           
             
               See
               Mr
            
             Selden
             de
             diis
             Syris
             .
          
           
             *
             Collonels
             .
          
           
             *
             They
             feared
             the
             Parthian
             more
             then
             any
             Nation
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             Frame
             of
             their
             Battell
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e58540
           
             Macrinus
             Letter
             .
          
           
             *
             Or
             Generall
             of
             the
             Army
             .
          
           
             Quid
             gens
             sine
             mente
             ?
          
           
             His
             Error
             .
          
           
             *
             Born
             in
             the
             City
             Emesa
             .
             See
             M.
             Sands
             description
             Journal
             ,
             p.
             207
             
          
           
             *
             Spire
             .
             
               See
               M.
            
             Selden
             de
             Dis
             Syric
             .
             Sint
             .
             c.
             1.
             
          
           
             Emesa
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             Sea-Town
             in
             view
             of
             Constantinople
             .
          
           
             *
             By
             these
             dances
             the
             Gentiles
             intimate
             that
             every
             par●
             of
             their
             Body
             must
             be
             imployed
             to
             serve
             their
             gods
             .
          
           
             *
             Prophets
             .
          
           
             *
             Cut
             into
             Thongs
             ,
             compast
             as
             much
             ground
             as
             contain'd
             the
             City
             .
          
           
             *
             Queen
             of
             Stars
             ,
             vid.
             S●ld
             .
          
           
             *
             This
             was
             done
             by
             Ticquets
             for
             the
             Receipt
             .
          
           
             Maesa
             to
             Antonine
             .
          
           
             *
             Saemis
             and
             Mammaea
             .
          
           
             *
             Princely
             Exercise
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             politike
             Lady
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e65870
           
             *
             Vid.
             Lipsium
             de
             magnitudine
             Roman●●
             .
          
           
             *
             S●natum
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e66130
           
             *
             Skilfull
             in
             both
             parts
             of
             War
             ,
             Tactick
             and
             Stratagematick
             .
          
           
             *
             At
             which
             they
             used
             a
             Peacock
             for
             a
             woman
             ,
             as
             an
             Eagle
             for
             a
             man.
             See
             the
             fourth
             Book
             of
             this
             history
             .
          
           
             His
             Elogy
             .
          
           
             *
             Wore
             a
             double
             Diadem
             .
          
           
             Alexanders
             speech
             .
          
           
             *
             Euphrates
             and
             Tygris
             .
          
           
             Sentence
             .
          
           
             *
             Alexander
             .
          
           
             
               Pilulae
               aur●ae
            
             best
             Physick
             for
             souldiers
             .
          
           
             *
             Nimble
             footed
             .
          
           
             Extreme
             calamities
             confound
             the
             spirit
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e73400
           
             *
             Magnus
             Quart●nus
             .
          
           
             *
             Maximine
             .
          
           
             *
             Or
             Semigods
             
          
           
             *
             Romans
             devout
             .
          
           
             *
             Country
             people
             .
          
           
             Maximus
             and
             Albinus
             .
          
           
             A
             Speech
             to
             Gordian
             .
          
           
             Maximines
             Speech
             .
          
           
             *
             This
             Speech
             was
             at
             S●●mion
             pen'd
             by
             some
             of
             his
             counsell
             .
          
           
             Himselfe
             ●●literate
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             most
             Southerly
             Province
             of
             the
             Roman
             Empire
             .
          
           
             Albinus
             Maximus
             .
          
           
             *
             In
             this
             combustion
             they
             wore
             private
             Daggers
             which
             at
             other
             times
             was
             not
             usuall
             .
          
        
         
           Notes for div A43431-e81410
           
             *
             Seeme
             to
             be
             above
             the
             Clouds
             ,
             reach
             over
             all
             Italy
             from
             Tirrhen
             Sea
             to
             the
             Ionia
             bay
             ,
             now
             the
             Gulph
             of
             Veni●●
             .
          
           
             *
             Lauds
             and
             Hymns
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             greatest
             City
             then
             of
             Italy
             ,
             now
             Algar
             .
          
           
             *
             Crispinus
             ,
             Meniphilus
             .
          
           
             Thence
             called
             Aq●ilcia
             .
          
           
             Message
             to
             the
             Aquiscians
             .
          
           
             Crispinus
             Speech
             .
          
           
             *
             Diviners
             .
          
           
             *
             God
             Bell
             ,
             vid.
             Selden
             de
             dis
             Syr●●
             .
          
           
             *
             Maximines
             .
          
           
             *
             To
             save
             their
             credit
             being
             repulst
             .
          
           
             *
             Of
             Aquileia
             see
             Plin.
             lib.
             3.
             c.
             18.
             
          
           
             Victoria
             Impulverea
             .
          
           
             *
             Horse-race
             yard
             would
             contain
             above
             200000.
             
          
           
             *
             Hundred
             of
             Beeves
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             sea
             town
             belonging
             to
             Venice
             .
          
           
             *
             Eridanus
             and
             other
             Rivers
             .
             See
             
               Pl●
               .
               l.
               3.
               c.
            
             16.
             
          
           
             *
             Triumphant
             Embassy
             .
          
           
             *
             A
             Roman
             Ceremony
             .
          
           
             Maximus
             Speech
             .
          
           
             *
             The
             Praetorians
             .
          
           
             *
             This
             Feast
             kept
             yearly
             to
             Jove
             for
             preserving
             the
             Capitoll
             .
          
           
             *
             Of
             this
             Ceremony
             vid.
             Pet.
             Pithae
             adversar
             .
             l.
             2.
             c.
             6