As that brave fonne of Aefon, which by charmes Did fill with her renowmed nurflings praise Renewing in themselves that rage unkinde, blinde. XI. 140 Mars, shaming to have given fo great head 145 Into the Gothicke colde, hot rage inftil'd: Then gan that Nation, th' earths new Giant brood, To dart abroad the thunderbolts of warre, 150 And, beating downe thefe walls with furious mood Into her mothers bofome, all did marre; To th' end that none, all were it love his fire, Should boaft himfelfe of the Románe Empire. XII. Like as whilome the children of the Earth 155 grone, 161 165 And th' Heavens in glorie triumpht over all: XIII. Nor the fwift furie of the flames aspiring, Nor ruthleffe fpoyle of fouldiers blood-defiring, The which so oft thee, Rome, their conquest made; Ne ftroke on stroke of fortune variable, Nor wrath of gods, nor fpight of men unftable, Thee drenched, have thy pride fo much abaced; But that this nothing,which they have thee left, Makes the world wonder what they from thee reft. XIV. 182 As men in Summer fearles paffe the foord, Which is in Winter lord of all the plaine, Andwith his tumbling ftreames doth beare aboord The ploughmans hope and fhepheards labour vaine : 186 190 And as the coward beafts ufe to despise XIV. 3. Fr. bord. TODD. aboord] From the bank. Now on these afhie tombes fhew boldneffe vaine, 195 And, conquer'd, dare the Conquerour difdaine. XV. Ye pallid fpirits, and ye afhie ghoasts, Which now their dufty reliques do bewray; 200 Doo When hands, your Now to become nought els but heaped fands? XVI. Like as ye fee the wrathfull fea from farre 211 In a great mountaine heap't with hideous noyse, Eftfoones of thousand billowes fhouldred narre, Against a rocke to breake with dreadfull poyfe: Like as ye fee fell Boreas with sharpe blast 215 XV. 14. Now to &c.] Now, added by the firft 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 tempefts through the troubled skie, Eftfoones having his wide wings spent in waft, To stop his wearie cáriere fuddenly: And as ye fee huge flames fpred diverslie, Gathered in one up to the heavens to spyre, 220 Eftfoones confum'd to fall downe feebily: So whilom did this Monarchie afpyre As waves, as winde, as fire, fpred over all, Till it by fatall doome adowne did fall. XVII. 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 prefumptuous might, With which the Giaunts did the gods affay. 235 Out of thefe mountaines, now confum'd to pouder; In which the foule, that ferves to beare the lightning, Is now no more feen flying, nor alighting. |