Du Bartas His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester |
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32 Rome (Conquerer) conquered.
The Stranger, wondring, stalks, and stares-vponRome's antique Glories, in her Ruines seen:
Hee sees high Archs, huge shining Heaps of Stone,
Maim'd, mutil'd, murder'd, by yeers wasteful Teene
Hee sees a rugged, ragged, rocky Quar
Hang in the Air, with Ivie laç't about.
O! what can last, alas! (then cries hee out)
Sith Time hath conquer'd the World's Conquerer?
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