Lucasta | ||
89
Another.
[One stabbe could not fierce Cato's Life unty]
One stabbe could not fierce Cato's Life unty;Onely his hand of all that wound did dy;
Deeper his Fingers tear to make a way
Open, through which his mighty Soul might stray.
Fortune made this delay to let us know,
That Cato's hand more then his Sword could do.
Lucasta | ||