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Now on these ashie tombes shew boldnesse vaine,
195 And, conquer’d,dare the Conquerour disdaine. Ye pallid fpirits, and ye
afhie ghoafts, Which, ioying in the brightnes of your day, Brought foorth those lignes of your presump
your torments to accrewe, When
fometimes behold the ruin'd pride Of these old Romane' works, built with your
hands, Now to become nought els but heaped fands?
Like as ye see the wrathfull fea from farre 211 In a great mountaine heap't with hideous noyfe, Eftfoones of thousand billowes shouldred narre, Against a rocke to breake with dreadfull poyfe: Like as ye fee fell Boreas with fharpe blaft 215
XV. 14. Now to &c.] Now, added by the first folio. TODD. XVI. 3.
narre,] Nearer, as in the Shep. Cal. July, ver. 97.
“ To kerke the narre, from God more farre." TODD.
Toffing huge tempests through the troubled skie,
As waves, as winde, as fire, spred over all,
So long as Ioves great bird did make his flight, Bearing the fire with which heaven doth us fray,
226 Heaven had not feare of that presumptuous
might, With which the Giaunts did the gods assay. But all so soone, as scortching funne had brent His wings which wont the earth to overspredd, The Earth out of her massie wombe forth fent 231 That antique horror, which made heaven adredd. Then was the Germane Raven in disguise That Romane Eagle seene to cleave asunder, And towards heaven freshly to arise Out of these mountaines, now consum'd to
pouder; In which the foule, that serves to beare the
: lightning, Is now no more seen flying, nor alighting:
These heapes of stones, these old wals, which
Were first enclofures but of falvage foyle; 240 And these brave pallaces, which maystred bee Of Time, were shepheards cottages fomewhile. Then tooke the shepheards kingly ornament And the stout hynde arm’d his right hand with
steele : Eftfoones their rule of yearely Presidents Grew great, and fixe months greater a great
Which, made perpetuall
, rose to fo great might, That thence th' Imperiall Eagle rooting tooke, Till th'heaven it felfe, opposing gainst her might, Her power to Peters successor betooke; Who, shepheardlike, (as fates the same fore
seeing) Doth shew that all things turne to their
All that is perfect, which th' heaven beautefies; All that's imperfect, borne belowe the Moone; All that doth feede our spirits and our eies; And all that doth consume our pleasures foone; All the milhap, the which our daies outweares, All the good hap of th' oldest times afore; Rome, in the time of her great ancesters,
Like a Pandora, locked long in store.
paine, Under these antique ruines yet remaine. :::
No otherwise than raynie cloud, first fed
shade, Uprising by degrees, grewe to such height, That Queene of land and sea her selfe she made. At last, not able to beare so great weight, Her
power, disperst, through all the world did vade;
vade,] Vanish. Lat. vado. See also' F. Q. i. v. 15, iii. ix. 20, &c. And fee Cotgrave, “ To vade, Se flestrir, fe faner." TODD. VOL. VII.
To Thew that all in th' end to nought fhall
mear'd] Divided. See the uote on meare, F. Q. iii. ix, 46. TODD.