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Men might att Pompey, rest, but they might nott Att that Authority, by which hee gott Leaue to Tryvmph, before by Age hee might So though Tryvmphant Sowle I dare to write Mooud with a reverentiall Anger, thus, That thou so early wouldst abandone vs; Yet am I farr, from daringe to dispute With that great Soverainty, where absolute Prerogatiue hath thus dispencd for thee Gainst Natures Lawes, which iust Impugners bee Of Caly Tryvmphs; And I though with paine Lessen or lesse to Magnifie thy gaine Of Tryvmph, when I saie, itt was more fitt, That all men should lack thee then thou lack itt; Though then in our tymes bee not suffered, That testimonie of loue vnto the Dead, To die with them, and in their Graues bee hid As Saxon wiues, and friends Soldiers did; And though in no degree, I can expresse Greefe, in great Alexanders great excesse, Who att his friends death made whole Townes Their Walls, and Bullwarks, which became them best Doe nott faire Soule this Sacrifice refuse That in Thy Graue I doe enter my Muse; Who by my griefe, greate as thy Walls being cast Behinde hand, yett hath spoke, and spoke her last| |
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