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Romes Monarchie, Entitvled The Globe of Renowmed Glorie

Briefly comprehending the first foundation and building of Rome by Romulus: The principall warres and conquests of the Romanes after the time of their first choosing Consuls, till Iulius Caesar attaining soly to the Empire, and from him more briefly to Nero. Where in small compasse is described, manie most noble, and vertuous acts, atchieued in their said warres, and conquests; strange Tragedies, secret practises and policies, Ambition, hate, and reuenge: and how insurrections, rebellion, strife, ciuill discord and discention preuailing, was the onely plague, ruine, and vtter destruction of many great Monarchies, Kingdomes, Cities, and Countries. Translated out of the French and Italian histories by E. L

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CAP. 12.

The Ciuill warre betweene Cæsar and Pompee Cæsars quieting, the state of Egypt, his quicke expedition through diuers other countries his attaining to the Empire.

Like as two Lions long without their pray,
And comming where they hunger may sustaine,
Both being fierce, they will agree no way
In friendly sort, to part the spoile in twaine,
High stomackt both, both thinke the whole to gaine,
Doe fall at strife, one for the others part,
Where one, or both, doerue their rage with smart.
This ciuill warre which now began to rise
Tweene Cæsar stout, and Pompee cald the great:
Sheweth lion like, the grudge that smothring lies

Where reuenge taketh roote, nothing but death can supplant it


Within the heart, which canker like doth eate:
Vntill such time reuenge, breakes out in heate,
And sets on fire, from smoake vnto a flame,
Neuer extinct without some foule disfame.

Hate will build on a small ground to be reuenged




This ground whereon this grudge began to grow,
The cause thus fell, stout Cæsar was reiected
Consull to be, vntill he did bestow
His armie, and his office last elected:
But hate hath meanes, that spight shall be detected,
Although small cause important thereto long,
Right set aside, bate workes by open wrong.
But this conceipt Cæsar held in his mind:
To yeeld his strengthes, then naked should he bee,
Where now before, might hap then come behind:
Yet neuerthelesse, ye yeelded to agree,
If Pompee would, release as well as he,
His power also, which Pompee would not yeeld.

Cæsar


Hasted to France againe, and from the field
Bronght on his armie, came in Italie:
Tooke many townes by loue, and composition:
Pompee this hearing, with Consuls both did flie,
Cæsar pursued, (there was no prohibition)
But ere he came, to make with them condition,
Embarqute they were, on sea boord, vnder sayle
And out of sight, might bid to them alhayle.
For want of ships to serue his warlike turne,
He thought not good there long while for to stay:
But backe againe to Rome made his returne
From Durazo, (from whence they fled away)
At Rome held court long after, day by day,
Framing complaints, gainst those that did him wrong,
And offring peace the Romane state among.


He perceiuing the Senate made small count
Of what he spake, from Rome in hast he sped:
And ere t'were long at

Or Marcellis, a towne in France, lying betweene Spayne and Italy, on the sea coast.

Marcels did dismount,

Whereas the towne gainst him did make head:
But he by sea an armie caus'de be led,
Left it besiegde by water, and by land,
And into Spaine did iourney out of hand:
Where Pompees captaines did vnto him render,
With all their forces, at his commaund to bee,
And with them hasted, whereas hope was slender,
At Marseiles towne, ere he came sought t'agree
And yeeld to him, which done, way goeth hee
To Rome againe, and in his absence was
Dictator made, (through fates so brought to passe.)

Parly through feare of further trouble.


The people (eke) the more to raise his fame,
Elect him Consull, with Seruilius matched:
And when he had set euery thing in frame,
For publike weale, to

And Pharsalie where they fought

Thessalie dispatched,

And there a time to fight, with Pompee watched,
Did him orecome, slew all his power welnie;
Pompee enforst to Egypt for to flie:
Where raigned then, Ptolome his sonne that late,
(Before rehearst) by Pompees meane who was,
Restorde againe into his royall state,
In hast by flight Pompee to him did passe,
In hope he would with curtesie (alas)
Requite with aide, and succour, at his neede
Him now distrest, for that his former deede:


But he to whom, Pompee this pleasure did,
Was dead, and now this King was but a childe,
Who scarcely would to Pompee welcome bid:
Of hope and succour being thus beguilde,
Ingratitude, (who is a monster vilde)
Within the harts of the Egyptians grew,
Doubting mishap, in treason they him slew.
Vile wretches that durst on him so lay hand,
Whose noble hart relieu'd your wretched state:
Did you not feare, the breach of league and band
With Romanes made, but could ye him so hate
That was your friend, though destinie and fate
Did on him trowne, so in his bloud t'embrue
Your cruell handes: but you his death shall rue.
Cæsar shall not let vnreuenged goe,
Your barbarous part, though he his enemie bee:
The day shall come wherein you shall crie woe,
Ruying your state with wracke, and miserie,
For doing of so foule a villanie,
In killing him, the worlds flower chiefe,
Whom Cæsar (loe) bewailes with teares, and griefe.
Presenting of his head, thinke you to finde
Pardon, and peace? no, no Egyptians base
Sprong from the stocke of some vile rascall minde:
No maruaile though like rogues the world ye trace,
Let not the earth affoord you byding place;
But wander ye, as wretches all forlorne,
Your ofspring curst, and those before you borne.


No doubt those plagues shall light vpon you all:
The Romanes who your kings oft succour gaue,
Shall raze their seate, and euer after thrall
Their name, and make both king, and queene a slaue,
And farther yet, this curse eke shall you haue,
Craft, and deceipt, and theft shall be your trade,
Vntill the gallowes, end of all haue made.
Ah worthy wight, Pompee the Phœnix rare,
Starre of the world, before and euer since:
Both memorie, and fame, shall aye declare

Pompe but young, yet a great conqueror.


Thy noble artes whose prowesse did conuince,
Full many a realme, and prouince, king, and prince,
At twentie fiue yeares age being no more:
What one did euer match thee since, or before.
For noble mind, for valour, bountie loue,
Whose good successe did raise the Romanes state:
For constancie which mishaps could not moue,
For honour show'de to wretched Mythridate,
Himselfe his race, to many in like state:
Thy vertues blazde thy noble disposition,
But cruell mindes, made there of prohibition.
The stately triumph Rome did make to thee,
Declarde thy fame, when thou didst backe returne
With captiu'de kings conquer'd, thy victorie
As bright as sunne, or blazing lampe did burne:
Which sight to see, made them with griefe to mourne,
When in a chariot shining bright, all gold,
Set rich with stones, their eis might thee behold.


To sit, and when their scepters, and their crownes,

There was counted to be in siluer 2200. talents, after our account in money, an infinite some.


Their royall roabes, with ornaments, and all
Their stately wealth, their jewels, spoyle of townes,
Siluer, and gold, with statues high and tall
Of beaten gold, yet more to shew their thrall:
Their armours, and their weapons, broad in sight,
They prisoners all, orecome by thee in fight.

Besides prisoners there were 314. pledges, children of Kinges, and great Princes of countries by him ouer come, shewed in the triumph, with the images & pictures of those slaine in battaile, to represent his victories.


Triumphing thus, with much more in like sort,
Romes youth went first, next them the youthfull crew
Neere mans estate, then followed with great port,
Graue citizens, next Senate did ensue
Clad in their roabes, of colour bloody hue:
Many sortes moe of people in their place,
Before and after, in triumph then did trace
In order due: Those of his armie strong,
Some chiefe, on horsebacke, some on foote did goe,
Neuer the like triumph there was among
Romes conquerours, for any ouerthrow,
That giuen was to countrie, or to foe,
Yet (loe)(alas)such was his destenie,
Hated by friends, and slaine by trecherie.
What mindes haue men in honours seate that sit,
High still to clime, not knowing how soone they may
When dread is least in daungers greatest flit,
And being once fallen, soone wither and decay,
On mightie trees growes sundrie sortes of spray,
Whose rootes turn'd vp, the danger is not small,
Whē tumbling down comes bark, boughs, twigs, & all.


Pompee euen so oreturn'd by cruell fate
By such as should haue him their succour lent,
His friends who loue did beare vnto his state,
Branches, and boughes, firme fixt to him and bent,
Were after ward cut off, scattred, and rent,
As here ensuing shall be shewed in place,
If well you note, this high imperiall chace.
Cæsar pursued, and into Egypt came
With power great, the king that time in armes,
A quarrell had his sisters pride to tame
Cleopaira, (for shunning future harmes)
On either part there was ofttimes alarmes,
Which to appease, Cæsar did them incite
Fore him t'appeare, as Iudge the cause to right.
In that he was Consull of Romane state:
And for before the former king that dyde
Did league contract, (assenting to a rate)
The Senate with, in friend ship to abide:
But th'Egyptians, with disdaine did slide
From this offer, tooke it in great disgrace,
Their king to pleade, before a Consuls face.
Whereon in armes they drew them out of hand,
Sought meanes Cæsar, like Pompee to orethrow:
But he withstood them with his warlike band,
In dangers great: yet last did make them know
He Cæsar was, for victorie did blow
Vpon his side, the king dead, he diuided
Egypt in two, and thus it was contriued.


Cleopatra, ioynde with her younger brother,
Should both enioy the state and dignitie,
The one to be as mightie as the other,
Subiects to Rome, euer after to bee:
This done, Cæsar departs, and after hee
Transportes his force, and armie out of hand,
With speed most swift into Affyria land.
To Pontus next, and there the king orethrew,

The greatnes of mans minde, atchieueth many enterprises, thought vnpossible, which proueth true, that a man is but his minde.


Pharnaces nam'de, the sonne of Mythridate,
(Rehearst before) and afterwards he drew
Armenia too, and quieted that state:
With Gallogreece, assigning them a rate.
Cappadoce, Pont, Bythinia also,
Romes league on paine of death not once forgoe.
This done, to Rome fast making his returne,
The season cold, in winters shortest dayes:
Desire of rule so made his heart to burne,
Setting a part all manner of delayes,
From Rome, to Scicill Isle, and there not stayes,

Cato flew himselfe at Vtica, a city in Afrique for that hee would not fall into Cæsars hands.


But taketh ship and sayles to Afrique coast,
With great desire t'en counter his en'mies hoast.
Pompees allies: amongst whom, Cato graue
With other moe, had raisde an armie great
To take their parts, king

Iuba, a King in Afrique, his league with Rome.

Iuba they doe craue,

Who did consent with them his foote to wet,
In doing of which he was set by his seate:
For Cæsar had ore them the victorie,
The great'st part slaine, the rest away did flie.

In his own person, ere he attayned the Soueraigntie of Emperor, hee had made war in three parts of the world, viz, Asia, Africa & Europe, and from them all, returned victor.




When Cæsar had ended this chase of warres,
Returning backe, triumphing with great spoyle,
In euery place made peace, and ceast all iarres,
And to his enemies giuen vtter foyle:
To Rome he came, and resting now from toyle,
He triumph had, and did command each where
The world throughout, all nations did him feare.
Now here behold Romes Empire soueraigne,
Whose fame doth yet continue to this day:
The name of Cæsar still it doth retaine,
And euer shall vntill the worlds decay:
The Scriptures by the Prophets so doe say,

No sooner full sea, but ebbe beginneth.


Interpreted by learned clerkes diuine:
But now at height, note how it did decline.