Albions England A Continued Historie of the same Kingdome, from the Originals of the first Inhabitants thereof: With most the chiefe Alterations and Accidents theare hapning, vnto, and in the happie Raigne of our now most gracious Soueraigne, Queene Elizabeth: Not barren in varietie of inuentiue and historicall Intermixtures: First penned and published by William Warner: and now reuised, and newly inlarged by the same Author: Whereunto is also newly added an Epitome of the whole Historie of England |
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CHAP. XVI.
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Their Gander-feast, what Manlius and Camillus did therein,
How This the Cappitol and That from Brenn his Spoiles did win
I permit. The three-topt Mount Parnassus had beloe
Apollos Temple, whither men for Oracles did goe:
This, with the God and Goods the Gawles did put to sacke and spoyle:
And whil'st, incamped here, they kept such sacreligious coyle,
The God (or rather Diuell, whom th' Almightie did permit,
His Deitie prophaned to deceiue the world in it)
With Tempests, Earth-quakes, Stench, & Sights, so cryde the Spoylers quit,
That most did perish, fewe disperse, and all were out of harte,
Yea Brenn himselfe, discouraged, did change in euery parte.
He looking after and vpon the scattered and the slayne,
Did seeme a second Cadmus, saue lesse patient of his paygne:
And, shaming to be seene to weepe, deuoured sightles teares,
And, in these words, his heartie greefes did number to their Eares.
How This the Cappitol and That from Brenn his Spoiles did win
I permit. The three-topt Mount Parnassus had beloe
Apollos Temple, whither men for Oracles did goe:
This, with the God and Goods the Gawles did put to sacke and spoyle:
And whil'st, incamped here, they kept such sacreligious coyle,
The God (or rather Diuell, whom th' Almightie did permit,
His Deitie prophaned to deceiue the world in it)
With Tempests, Earth-quakes, Stench, & Sights, so cryde the Spoylers quit,
That most did perish, fewe disperse, and all were out of harte,
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He looking after and vpon the scattered and the slayne,
Did seeme a second Cadmus, saue lesse patient of his paygne:
And, shaming to be seene to weepe, deuoured sightles teares,
And, in these words, his heartie greefes did number to their Eares.
Sweet Soldiours leaue me to my selfe, it likes me that ye leaue me,
More takes your tarriāce frō my health than can these plagues bereaue me:
Each of these Masse of Corpses dead hath bin a death to me,
Deliuer then mine Eyes of you, too many deathes I see:
Suruiue, and tell the Westerne World what we exployted haue:
How that to Rome, amidst her Roofe, the mayden Sacke we gaue:
Tell of our Battels, Booties, and our Buildings: lastly tell
(An honor to our Ouerthrowe) that we at Delphos fell
By wounds deuine, no humane Armes. But God, who so thou be,
Lesse is thy courage than Commaund, els would'st thou cope with me,
As Pluto with Alcides did, and Mars sometimes with men:
Do me like honor, and these Graues shall lightly greeue me then.
But thou full little darest so. Nay, I doe dare too much,
That with my so vnhallowed tongue thy Deitie dare touch.
Ah, see these Slaughters, and reserue aliue this small Remayne,
Let lastly me and onely me eike number to the slayne.
But bootelesse on a ruthles God I see my prayers spent,
As haughtely doest thou reuenge as humbly I repent.
Well (God of Delphos) since our teares, this Incense, nor these Graues
Appease thine yre, persist to plague this flesh, that henceforth craues
No pitie: to the Hebrew God, of power exceeding thine,
(Men say) appeale I, and bequeath the Soules of me and mine:
Accept my simple Legacie, O Godhood most deuine,
Said Brenn: And with a selfe-wrought wound did perish: and his men
Departing, wonne, and left the name to Gallo-Grecia then.
More takes your tarriāce frō my health than can these plagues bereaue me:
Each of these Masse of Corpses dead hath bin a death to me,
Deliuer then mine Eyes of you, too many deathes I see:
Suruiue, and tell the Westerne World what we exployted haue:
How that to Rome, amidst her Roofe, the mayden Sacke we gaue:
Tell of our Battels, Booties, and our Buildings: lastly tell
(An honor to our Ouerthrowe) that we at Delphos fell
By wounds deuine, no humane Armes. But God, who so thou be,
Lesse is thy courage than Commaund, els would'st thou cope with me,
As Pluto with Alcides did, and Mars sometimes with men:
Do me like honor, and these Graues shall lightly greeue me then.
But thou full little darest so. Nay, I doe dare too much,
That with my so vnhallowed tongue thy Deitie dare touch.
Ah, see these Slaughters, and reserue aliue this small Remayne,
Let lastly me and onely me eike number to the slayne.
But bootelesse on a ruthles God I see my prayers spent,
As haughtely doest thou reuenge as humbly I repent.
Well (God of Delphos) since our teares, this Incense, nor these Graues
Appease thine yre, persist to plague this flesh, that henceforth craues
No pitie: to the Hebrew God, of power exceeding thine,
(Men say) appeale I, and bequeath the Soules of me and mine:
Accept my simple Legacie, O Godhood most deuine,
Said Brenn: And with a selfe-wrought wound did perish: and his men
Departing, wonne, and left the name to Gallo-Grecia then.
The righteous Gorboman might adde fresh Subiect to our Muse,
But skipping to his Fathers Sonnes, of them it thus ensewes.
But skipping to his Fathers Sonnes, of them it thus ensewes.
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