The Poems of Henry Howard Earl of Surrey: Frederick Morgan Padelford: Revised Edition |
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40 SARDANAPALUS
Th' Assyryans king—in peas, with fowle desyreAnd filthye lustes that staynd his regall harte—
In warr, that should sett prycelye hertes a fyre,
Vanquyshd, dyd yelde for want of martyall arte.
The dent of swordes from kysses semed straunge,
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From glotton feastes to sowldyers fare a chaunge;
His helmet, far aboue a garlandes charge.
Who scace the name of manhode dyd retayne,
Ffeble of sprete, vnpacyent of payne,
When he hadd lost his honour and hys right,—
Prowde, tyme of welthe, in stormes appawld with drede—,
Murdred hymself to shew some manfull dede,
Drenched in slouthe & womanishe delight.
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