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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. 7.

The third and last warre of Carthage, when the City was quight subuerted andrazed to the ground.

When time by fates, vnto his period reacheth,
To top of wealth, or bottome of all woe,
A rule most firme vnto the world teacheth,
Nature, ne arte, can alter or forgoe,
Vnlesse that he most high diuine say no:
Who ruleth fates, who guideth time and all,
Who builded first, and last shall make to fall.
Sixe hundreth yeares and fower (now) it was,
Since building first of noble Rome began.
Carthage once more deuisde to bring to passe,
To regaine that, which late the Romaines wan:
Force they prepare, with all the speede they can,
Their neighbours vexe, with

Who at this instant gaue vnto thē a great ouerthrow, which weakened them sore to withstand this last warre.

Massinissa King,

The Romaines friend, and thus them selues they bring
To vtter ruine: for now it was debated
In Senate house, to saue, or to destroy
Carthage, when at the last it was dilated
For Romaines weale, to make cleare all annoy,
After that time chiefe, magistrate, or roy,
Should gouerne more, or dwelling there be found,
Commission was, to raze it quite to th'ground.


Bellonaes face now fround with tyrannie,
Behold th'ambitions, rightly in their kinde,
That to aspire, regardes no miserie,
Or woes, or wracke of others, so their minde

Ambition is neuer sufficed till death.


Suffised be, which with a blast of winde
Is ouerturnde, and vanisheth away,
Not knowing how soone may come their own decay.
But such the nature and condition, is
Of earthly mindes,t'enioy what they delight,
Forward to run, not thinking ought amisse,

The wife foreseeth destinie, but fooles fall in their folly.


Should them betide, or once their purpose spight,
And certes we see, oft times doth run out right
Without a stop, or any stay at all,
Those things decreed, by destenie to fall.
As here the Romaines, purposing this war.
All doubtes debated, into Afrique sent
To Libia coast, when Carthage saw a far
Romes force, and knowing the Senates full intent,
Amazde they were, now this, then that way bent:
One part resolu'd their cittie to defend,
With fame, their liues, and miseries to end.
The league, of peace some seeke to hold, their ire
Some sue t'asswage, and to that ende doe make

A great nūber of their Children according to the last trues.


Long suites and plaintes: (and last with teares desire)
Bringing pledges, in fauour them to take,
But all in vaine, denied, with griefe they quake
Distressed thus, prouisions all were scant,
Of friends abroad, they had as great a want.


Onely a few, but discord caus'd their wrack,
When warres first gan, then brake they vnitie:
One side, forwards did draw, the other back,
Which thing now last, wrought all their miserie:
Famine, with plagues, murder, and trecherie,
Which to recure, was now (alas) too late,
When first their folly, last brought their finall fate.
Censorino, Martio, and Mamilio were
Chiefe in this warre, who carthage first beset:
Whose fortunes, for the space of foure yere
Was losse most part, small honour did they get:
Though toyle they tooke, in colde, in drie, and wet,
Till Scipio young, who was th'adopted sonne
Of Scipio, that before had Afrique wonne.
Seem'd for to tread, and trace, the steps aright
Of his great Vnckle, or else his Graundsire:
For in these Carthage last warres, did acquight
Himselfe so well, the army did admire
His seruice there, a Trybune then no higher,
Whose virtue did mongst them such glorie gaine,
As sole Empire, by Romes voyce did obtaine.

The people desired him for hope onely of the former, Scipio who conquered Afrique before.


Ore all th'army at siege of Carthage tho:
But thereto would the Senat not assent,
'The people by treaties desired so,
Or else perforce, would cause them to consent:
Clayming olde custome, lastly were content,
Applauding much, their captaine newly chose,
For Rome to fight gainst their long mortall foes.

the true patterne of a most noble Captaine.




When Scipio (thus) had of this warrefull charge,
Within the campe, he framed orders new:
In friendly sort, he made vnto them large
A speach, commending of their valor true,
Eke what requir'd, in souldiers to be due:
Purging from them the vicious, idle all,
Who through corruption, might th'armiethrall.
Which done preparde by sea, and eke by land,
For the assault, which to defend, with might
The Carthaginians, lost time on no hand,
But fought, and wrought t'offend by day and night:
To Romanes they did many waies worke spight:
But all in vaine, since fates would haue it so,
That Romanes force, the citie should o'rethro.
But like as time of euery thing makes end,
So now of Carthage, fast came on the fine,
Besiegde with out, with in themselues they bend

Where Magistrates are not obeyed with a confusion commeth finall destruction.


To iarre (alas) of vtter ruine a signe:
Strength fayld, and with dispayre, they gan to pine:
Yet long, and oft, they did the Romanes grieue,
Whom Scipio by his valor did relieue.
Succour by land and sea, from them he tooke,
Brake downe the walles, entred the citie in:

The end of disobedience to the Magistrates in a common welth, is many miseries.


When terror (loe) the Carthaginians snooke,
Like people mad, to runne the doe begin,
In desperate case, to loose all, or all win,
Killing, and kild, at length the Romanes gaine,
The maistrie, and the citie to obtaine.


Which to beholde, what heart but would lament,
To see how Carthage stoode in wofull case,
Her stately fort cal'd Birsa, torne, and rent,
And houses sackt before the owners face:
Huge flames of fire, rising in many a place,
A woefull thing for to beholde with eye,
Smoake dim the ayre, and flames to reach the skie.

The nature of fury once conqueror.


Great was the slaughter, made by Romaines all,
In euery streete, ran murder, blood, and fire,
The sillie babes, from mothers breastes doe fall,
Husbands, and wines asunder doe retyre,
Brothers, and friendes, and sisters, pay the hyre
Of death, (alas) a griefe it was to see,
The cities ruine, and their great miserie.
Some with the sword, some midst the flame to burne:
A spectacle most horrible to rue,

The miserie of difordered people, euen their owne enemies, do often lament to beholde.


Both magistrates, and people, dying, mourne,
Of former welfare, their ilfare last to view:
Scipio himselfe shed teares, with griefe that grew,
To see the ruine of that citie olde,
Late rich and fayre, welnie laid flat on molde.
Continued had seuen hundreth yeares and more,
Flourisht most braue, with plentie of each thing,

On earth, nothing permanent.


And had commaund, ore kingdomes, cities store,
Rul'de eke by sea, as chiefe imperiall King,
With store of ships, that riches home did bring,
All in short space consumde, and ruinde quight,
Subiect vnto blinde fortunes cruell spight.


Which well may shew, the state of kingdomes all,
Though nere so rich, so'populous and stout:
But fortune can, and hath made them to fall,
And welnie razde, both names and places out,
Recount we will, some chiefe among the rout;
What is become, of Troyes pompe and pride,
Of Priam King, and all his power beside.
Assiria that Monarchie so great,
The Persian, Mede, and Macedonian King
In battaile that Darius stout did beate,
And all the world, did subiect to him bring,
Carthage may here draw with them in one string:
Thus worketh time, change, and chance, of each thing,
Base, high to raise, more faster downe to bring.
Thus Carthag (loe) came to her finall ende,
Razde to the ground; to Rome rich spoyles were brought
That were of choyse

The image of Apollo, of fine gold pillars of golde, of the waight of 1000. talents, with innumerable other spoyles, besides those taken by the souldiers.

and Scipio eke did send

Scicilians too, braue statutes finely wrought,
And ornaments, the Carthaginians, cought
Long since from them, which antique were and olde,
Which they by force, from them also did holde.
In Rome was joy for this great victorie,
With high and low, Scipio did triumph gayne,
His prayses were extended to the skie,
With peoples voyce, and sound of trumpes amayne,
For surname (also) was giuen him Africane:
Because an end he made of so great warre,
Where by Romes gloriy strercht exceeding farre.