308:100:000[' ]| 308:100,000[' ]| 308:100,000[' ]| 308:131,000[' ]| 308:131,000[' ]| 308:131,000[' ]| 308:131,000[' ]| 308:131,000[' ]| <0> 308:131,001[A ]| Old Aribert's great race, and greater mind 308:131,002[A ]| Is sung, with the renown of Rhodalind. 308:131,003[A ]| Prince Oswald is compar'd to Gondibert, 308:131,004[A ]| And justly each distinguish'd by desert: 308:131,005[A ]| Whose Armies are in Fam's fair Field drawn forth, 308:131,006[A ]| To shew by discipline their Leaders worth. 308:131,000[' ]| <1> 308:131,007[A ]| Of all the Lombards, by their Trophies known, 308:131,008[A ]| Who sought Fame soon, and had her favor long, 308:131,009[A ]| King Aribert best seem'd to fill the Throne; 308:131,010[A ]| And bred most bus'ness for Heroick Song. 308:131,000[' ]| <2> 308:131,011[A ]| From early Childhoods promising estate, 308:131,012[A ]| Up to performing Manhood, till he grew 308:131,013[A ]| To fayling Age, he Agent was to Fate, 308:131,014[A ]| And did to Nations Peace or War renew. 308:131,000[' ]| <3> 308:131,015[A ]| War was his study'd Art; war, which the bad 308:131,016[A ]| Condemn, because even then it does them awe, 308:131,017[A ]| When with their number lin'd, and purple clad, 308:131,018[A ]| And to the good more needful is then Law. 308:131,000[' ]| <4> 308:131,019[A ]| To conquer Tumult, Nature's sudain force, 308:131,020[A ]| War, Arts delib'rate strength, was first devis'd; 308:131,021[A ]| Cruel to those whose rage has no remorse, 308:131,022[A ]| Least civil pow'r should be by Throngs surpris'd. 308:131,000[' ]| <5> 308:131,023[A ]| The feeble Law rescues but doubtfully 308:131,024[A ]| From the Oppressors single Arme our right; 308:131,025[A ]| Till to its pow'r the wise war's help apply; 308:131,026[A ]| Which soberly does Man's loose rage unite. 308:131,000[' ]| <6> 308:131,027[A ]| Yet since on all War never needful was, 308:131,028[A ]| Wise Aribert did keep the People sure 308:131,029[A ]| By Laws from little dangers; for the Laws 308:131,030[A ]| Them from themselves, and not from pow'r secure. 308:132,000[' ]| 308:132,000[' ]| <7> 308:132,031[A ]| Else Conquerors, by making Laws, o'recome 308:132,032[A ]| Their own gain'd pow'r, and leave mens fury free; 308:132,033[A ]| Who growing deaf to pow'r, the Laws grow dumb; 308:132,034[A ]| Since none can plead where all may Judges bee. 308:132,000[' ]| <8> 308:132,035[A ]| Prais'd was this King for war, the Laws broad shield; 308:132,036[A ]| And for acknowledg'd Laws, the art of Peace; 308:132,037[A ]| Happy in all which Heav'n to Kings does yield, 308:132,038[A ]| But a successor when his cares shall cease. 308:132,000[' ]| <9> 308:132,039[A ]| For no male Pledge, to give a lasting name, 308:132,040[A ]| Sprung from his bed, yet Heaven to him allow'd 308:132,041[A ]| One of the gentler sex, whose Story Fame 308:132,042[A ]| Has made my Song, to make the Lombards proud. 308:132,000[' ]| <10> 308:132,043[A ]| Recorded Rhodalind! whose high renown 308:132,044[A ]| Who miss in Books, not luckily have read; 308:132,045[A ]| Or vex'd by living beauties of their own 308:132,046[A ]| Have shunn'd the wise Records of Lovers dead. 308:132,000[' ]| <11> 308:132,047[A ]| Her Fathers prosp'rous Palace was the Sphear 308:132,048[A ]| Where she to all with Heav'nly order mov'd; 308:132,049[A ]| Made rigid vertue so benigne appear 308:132,050[A ]| That 'twas without Religion's help belov'd. 308:132,000[' ]| <12> 308:132,051[A ]| Her looks like Empire shew'd, great above pride; 308:132,052[A ]| Since pride ill counterfeits excessive height; 308:132,053[A ]| But Nature publish'd what she fain would hide; 308:132,054[A ]| Who for her deeds, not beauty, lov'd the light. 308:132,000[' ]| <13> 308:132,055[A ]| To make her lowly mindes appearance less, 308:132,056[A ]| She us'd some outward greatness for disguise; 308:132,057[A ]| Esteem'd as pride the Cloyst'ral lowliness, 308:132,058[A ]| And thought them proud who even the proud despise. 308:132,000[' ]| <14> 308:132,059[A ]| Her Father (in the winter of his age) 308:132,060[A ]| Was like that stormy season froward grown. 308:132,061[A ]| Whom so her youthful presence did asswage, 308:132,062[A ]| That he her sweetness tasted as his own. 308:132,000[' ]| <15> 308:132,063[A ]| The pow'r that with his stooping age declin'd, 308:132,064[A ]| In her transplanted, by remove increas'd; 308:132,065[A ]| Which doubly back in homage she resign'd; 308:132,066[A ]| Till pow'rs decay, the Thrones worst sickness, ceas'd. 308:132,000[' ]| <16> 308:132,067[A ]| Oppressors big with pride, when she appear'd 308:132,068[A ]| Blushed, and believ'd their greatness counterfeit; 308:132,069[A ]| The lowly thought they them in vain had fear'd; 308:132,070[A ]| Found vertue harmless, and nought else so great, 308:132,000[' ]| <17> 308:132,071[A ]| Her minde (scarce to her feeble sex a kinn) 308:132,072[A ]| Did as her birth, her right to Empire show; 308:132,073[A ]| Seem'd careless outward when imploy'd within; 308:132,074[A ]| Her speech, like lovers watch'd, was kind and low. 308:133,000[' ]| 308:133,000[' ]| <18> 308:133,075[A ]| She shew'd that her soft sex containes strong mindes, 308:133,076[A ]| Such as evap'rates through the courser Male, 308:133,077[A ]| As through course stone Elixer passage findes, 308:133,078[A ]| Which scarce through finer Christal can exhale. 308:133,000[' ]| <19> 308:133,079[A ]| Her beauty (not her own but Nature's pride) 308:133,080[A ]| Should I describe; from ev'ry Lovers eye 308:133,081[A ]| All Beauties this original must hide, 308:133,082[A ]| Or like scorn'd Copies be themselves laid by; 308:133,000[' ]| <20> 308:133,083[A ]| Be by their Poets shunn'd, whom beauty feeds; 308:133,084[A ]| Who beauty like hyr'd witnesses protect, 308:133,085[A ]| Officiously averring more then needs, 308:133,086[A ]| And make us so the needful truth suspect. 308:133,000[' ]| <21> 308:133,087[A ]| And since fond Lovers (who disciples bee 308:133,088[A ]| To Poets) think in their own loves they find 308:133,089[A ]| More beauty then yet Time did ever see, 308:133,090[A ]| Time's Curtain I will draw o're Rhodalind. 308:133,000[' ]| <22> 308:133,091[A ]| Least shewing her, each sees how much he errs, 308:133,092[A ]| Doubt since their own have less, that they have none; 308:133,093[A ]| Believe their Poets perjur'd Flatterers, 308:133,094[A ]| And then all Modern Maids would be undone. 308:133,000[' ]| <23> 308:133,095[A ]| In Pity thus, her beauty's just renown 308:133,096[A ]| I wave for publick Peace, and will declare 308:133,097[A ]| To whom the King design'd her with his Crown; 308:133,098[A ]| Which is his last and most unquiet care. 308:133,000[' ]| <24> 308:133,099[A ]| If in allyance he does greatness prise, 308:133,100[A ]| His Minde grown Weary, need not travail farre; 308:133,101[A ]| If greatness be compos'd of Victories, 308:133,102[A ]| He has at home many that Victors are. 308:133,000[' ]| <25> 308:133,103[A ]| Many whom blest success did often grace 308:133,104[A ]| In Fields, where they have seeds of Empire sown; 308:133,105[A ]| And hope to make, since born of princely race, 308:133,106[A ]| Even her (the harvest of those toyls) their own. 308:133,000[' ]| <26> 308:133,107[A ]| And of those Victors Two are chiefly fam'd, 308:133,108[A ]| To whom the rest their proudest hopes resigne; 308:133,109[A ]| Though young, were in their Fathers batails nam'd, 308:133,110[A ]| And both are of the Lombards Royal Line. 308:133,000[' ]| <27> 308:133,111[A ]| Oswald the great, and greater Gondibert! 308:133,112[A ]| Both from succesfull conqu'ring Fathers sprung; 308:133,113[A ]| Whom both examples made of Warr's high art, 308:133,114[A ]| And farr out-wrought their patterns being young. 308:133,000[' ]| <28> 308:133,115[A ]| Yet for full fame (as Trine Fame's Judge reports) 308:133,116[A ]| Much to Duke Gondibert Prince Oswald yields; 308:133,117[A ]| Was less in mighty misteries of Courts, 308:133,118[A ]| In peaceful Cities, and in fighting Fields. 308:134,000[' ]| 308:134,000[' ]| <29> 308:134,119[A ]| In Court Prince Oswald costly was and gay, 308:134,120[A ]| Finer then near vain Kings their Fav'rites are; 308:134,121[A ]| Outshin'd bright Fav'rites on their Nuptial day; 308:134,122[A ]| Yet were his Eyes dark with ambitious care. 308:134,000[' ]| <30> 308:134,123[A ]| Duke Gondibert was still more gravely clad, 308:134,124[A ]| But yet his looks familiar were and clear; 308:134,125[A ]| As if with ill to others never sad, 308:134,126[A ]| Nor tow'rds himself could others practice fear. 308:134,000[' ]| <31> 308:134,127[A ]| The Prince, could Porpoise-like in Tempests play, 308:134,128[A ]| And in Court storms on shipwrack'd Greatness feed; 308:134,129[A ]| Not frighted with their fate when cast away, 308:134,130[A ]| But to their glorious hazards durst succeed. 308:134,000[' ]| <32> 308:134,131[A ]| The Duke would lasting calmes to Courts assure, 308:134,132[A ]| As pleasant Gardens we defend from windes; 308:134,133[A ]| For he who bus'ness would from Storms procure, 308:134,134[A ]| Soon his affairs above his mannage findes. 308:134,000[' ]| <33> 308:134,135[A ]| Oswald in Throngs the abject People sought 308:134,136[A ]| With humble looks; who still too late will know 308:134,137[A ]| They are Ambition's Quarry, and soon caught 308:134,138[A ]| When the aspiring Eagle stoops so low. 308:134,000[' ]| <34> 308:134,139[A ]| The Duke did these by steady Vertue gain; 308:134,140[A ]| Which they in action more then precept tast; 308:134,141[A ]| Deeds shew the Good, and those who goodness feign 308:134,142[A ]| Such even through their vizards are out-fac't. 308:134,000[' ]| <35> 308:134,143[A ]| Oswald in war was worthily renown'd; 308:134,144[A ]| Though gay in Courts, coursly in Camps could live; 308:134,145[A ]| Judg'd danger soon, and first was in it found; 308:134,146[A ]| Could toyl to gain what he with ease did give. 308:134,000[' ]| <36> 308:134,147[A ]| Yet toyls and dangers through. ambition lov'd; 308:134,148[A ]| Which does in war the name of Vertue own; 308:134,149[A ]| But quits that name when from the war remov'd, 308:134,150[A ]| As Rivers theirs when from their Channels gon. 308:134,000[' ]| <37> 308:134,151[A ]| The Duke (as restless as his fame in warre) 308:134,152[A ]| With martial toyl could Oswald weary make; 308:134,153[A ]| And calmly do what he with rage did dare, 308:134,154[A ]| And give so much as he might deign to take. 308:134,000[' ]| <38> 308:134,155[A ]| Him as their Founder Cities did adore; 308:134,156[A ]| The Court he knew to steer in storms of State; 308:134,157[A ]| In Fields a Battle lost he could restore, 308:134,158[A ]| And after force the Victors to their Fate. 308:134,000[' ]| <39> 308:134,159[A ]| In Camps now chiefly liv'd, where he did aime 308:134,160[A ]| At graver glory then Ambition breeds; 308:134,161[A ]| Designes that yet this story must not name, 308:134,162[A ]| Which with our Lombard Authors pace proceds. 308:135,000[' ]| 308:135,000[' ]| <40> 308:135,163[A ]| The King adopts this Duke in secret thought 308:135,164[A ]| To wed the Nations wealth, his onely child, 308:135,165[A ]| Whom Oswald as reward of merit sought, 308:135,166[A ]| With Hope, Ambition's common Baite, beguild. 308:135,000[' ]| <41> 308:135,167[A ]| This as his souls chief secret was unknowne, 308:135,168[A ]| Least Oswald that his proudest Army led 308:135,169[A ]| Should force possession ere his hopes were gone, 308:135,170[A ]| Who could not rest but in the royal bed. 308:135,000[' ]| <42> 308:135,171[A ]| The Duke discern'd not that the King design'd 308:135,172[A ]| To chuse him Heir of all his victories; 308:135,173[A ]| Nor guess'd that for his love fair Rhodalind 308:135,174[A ]| Made sleep of late a stranger to her Eies. 308:135,000[' ]| <43> 308:135,175[A ]| Yet sadly it is sung that she in shades 308:135,176[A ]| Mildly as mourning Doves love's sorrows felt; 308:135,177[A ]| Whilst in her secret tears her freshness fades 308:135,178[A ]| Roses silently in Lymbecks melt. 308:135,000[' ]| <44> 308:135,179[A ]| But who could know her love, whose jealous shame 308:135,180[A ]| Deny'd her Eyes the knowledge of her glass; 308:135,181[A ]| Who blushing thought Nature her self too blame 308:135,182[A ]| By whom Men guess of Maids more then the face. 308:135,000[' ]| <45> 308:135,183[A ]| Yet judge not that this Duke (though from his sight 308:135,184[A ]| With Maids first fears she did her passion hide) 308:135,185[A ]| Did need lov's flame for his directing light, 308:135,186[A ]| But rather wants Ambition for his Guide. 308:135,000[' ]| <46> 308:135,187[A ]| Love's fire he carry'd, but no more in view 308:135,188[A ]| Then vital heat which kept his heart still warm; 308:135,189[A ]| This Maids in Oswald as love's Beacon knew; 308:135,190[A ]| The publick flame to bid them flye from harm. 308:135,000[' ]| <47> 308:135,191[A ]| Yet since this Duke could love, we may admire 308:135,192[A ]| Why love ne'r rais'd his thoughts to Rodalind; 308:135,193[A ]| But those forget that earthly flames aspire, 308:135,194[A ]| Whilst Heav'nly beames, which purer are, descend. 308:135,000[' ]| <48> 308:135,195[A ]| As yet to none could he peculiar prove, 308:135,196[A ]| But like an universal Influence 308:135,197[A ]| (For such and so sufficient was his love) 308:135,198[A ]| To all the Sex he did his heart dispence. 308:135,000[' ]| <49> 308:135,199[A ]| But Oswald never knew love's ancient Laws, 308:135,200[A ]| The awe that Beauty does in lovers breed, 308:135,201[A ]| Those short breath'd fears and paleness it does cause 308:135,202[A ]| When in a doubtful Brow their doom they read. 308:135,000[' ]| <50> 308:135,203[A ]| Not Rhodalind (whom then all Men as one 308:135,204[A ]| Did celebrate, as with confed'rate Eyes) 308:135,205[A ]| Could he effect but shining in her Throne; 308:135,206[A ]| Blindly a Throne did more then beauty prise. 308:136,000[' ]| 308:136,000[' ]| <51> 308:136,207[A ]| He by his Sister did his hopes prefer; 308:136,208[A ]| A beauteous pleader who victorious was 308:136,209[A ]| O're Rhodalind, and could subdue her Ear 308:136,210[A ]| In all requests but this unpleasant cause. 308:136,000[' ]| <52> 308:136,211[A ]| Gartha, whose bolder beauty was in strength 308:136,212[A ]| And fulness plac'd, but such as all must like; 308:136,213[A ]| Her spreading stature talness was, not length, 308:136,214[A ]| And whilst sharpe beauties peirce, hers seem'd to strike. 308:136,000[' ]| <53> 308:136,215[A ]| Such goodly presence ancient Poets grace, 308:136,216[A ]| Whose songs the worlds first manliness declare; 308:136,217[A ]| To Princes Beds teach carefulness of Race; 308:136,218[A ]| Which now store Courts, that us'd to store the warre. 308:136,000[' ]| <54> 308:136,219[A ]| Such was the Palace of her Minde, a Prince 308:136,220[A ]| Who proudly there, and still unquiet lives; 308:136,221[A ]| And sleep (domestick ev'ry where) from thence, 308:136,222[A ]| To make Ambition room, unwisely drives. 308:136,000[' ]| <55> 308:136,223[A ]| Of manly force was this her watchful mind, 308:136,224[A ]| And fit in Empire to direct and sway; 308:136,225[A ]| If she the temper had of Rhodalind. 308:136,226[A ]| Who knew that Gold is currant with allay. 308:136,000[' ]| <56> 308:136,227[A ]| As Kings (oft slaves to others hopes and skill) 308:136,228[A ]| Are urg'd to war to load their slaves with spoyles; 308:136,229[A ]| So Oswald was push'd up Ambition's hill, 308:136,230[A ]| And so some urg'd the Duke to martial toyles. 308:136,000[' ]| <57> 308:136,231[A ]| And these who for their own great cause so high 308:136,232[A ]| Would lift their Lords Two prosp'rous Armies are, 308:136,233[A ]| Return'd from far to fruitful Lombardy, 308:136,234[A ]| And paid with rest, the best reward of warre. 308:136,000[' ]| <58> 308:136,235[A ]| The old neer Brescia lay, scarce warm'd with Tents; 308:136,236[A ]| For though from danger safe, yet Armies then 308:136,237[A ]| Their posture kept 'gainst warring Elements, 308:136,238[A ]| And hardness learn'd against more warring Men. 308:136,000[' ]| <59> 308:136,239[A ]| Neer Bergamo encamp'd the younger were, 308:136,240[A ]| Whom to the Franks distress the Duke had led; 308:136,241[A ]| The other Oswald's lucky Ensigns bear, 308:136,242[A ]| Which lately stood when proud Ovenna fled. 308:136,000[' ]| <60> 308:136,243[A ]| These that attend Duke Gondibert's renown 308:136,244[A ]| Were Youth whom from his Fathers Campe he chose. 308:136,245[A ]| And them betimes transplanted to his own; 308:136,246[A ]| Where each the Planters care and judgment shows. 308:136,000[' ]| <61> 308:136,247[A ]| All hardy Youth, from valiant Fathers sprung; 308:136,248[A ]| Whom perfect honor he so highly taught, 308:136,249[A ]| That th' Aged fetch'd examples from the young, 308:136,250[A ]| And hid the vain experience which they brought. 308:137,000[' ]| 308:137,000[' ]| <62> 308:137,251[A ]| They danger met diverted less with fears 308:137,252[A ]| Then now the dead would be if here again, 308:137,253[A ]| After they know the price brave dying bears; 308:137,254[A ]| And by their sinless rest find life was vain. 308:137,000[' ]| <63> 308:137,255[A ]| Temp'rate in what does needy life preserve, 308:137,256[A ]| As those whose Bodies wait upon their Mindes; 308:137,257[A ]| Chaste as those Mindes which not their Bodies serve; 308:137,258[A ]| Ready as Pilots wak'd with suddain Windes. 308:137,000[' ]| <64> 308:137,259[A ]| Speechless in diligence, as if they were 308:137,260[A ]| Nightly to close surprise and Ambush bred; 308:137,261[A ]| Their wounds yet smarting merciful they are, 308:137,262[A ]| And soon from victory to pity led. 308:137,000[' ]| <65> 308:137,263[A ]| When a great Captive they in fight had ta'ne, 308:137,264[A ]| (Whom in a Filial duty some fair Maid 308:137,265[A ]| Visits, and would by tears his freedom gain) 308:137,266[A ]| How soon his Victors were her Captives made? 308:137,000[' ]| <66> 308:137,267[A ]| For though the Duke taught rigid Discipline, 308:137,268[A ]| He let them beauty thus at distance know; 308:137,269[A ]| As Priests discover some more Sacred Shrine, 308:137,270[A ]| Which none must touch, yet all may to it bow. 308:137,000[' ]| <67> 308:137,271[A ]| When thus as Sutors mourning Virgins pass 308:137,272[A ]| Through their clean Camp, themselves in form they draw, 308:137,273[A ]| That they with Martial reverence may grace 308:137,274[A ]| Beauty, the Stranger, which they seldom saw. 308:137,000[' ]| <68> 308:137,275[A ]| They vayl'd their Ensignes as it by did move, 308:137,276[A ]| Whilst inward (as from Native Conscience) all 308:137,277[A ]| Worshipp'd the Poets Darling Godhead, Love, 308:137,278[A ]| Which grave Philosophers did Nature call. 308:137,000[' ]| <69> 308:137,279[A ]| Nor there could Maids of Captives Syres dispaire, 308:137,280[A ]| But made all Captives by their beauty free; 308:137,281[A ]| Beauty and Valor native Jewels are, 308:137,282[A ]| And as each others only price agree. 308:137,000[' ]| <70> 308:137,283[A ]| Such was the Duke's young Camp by Bergamo, 308:137,284[A ]| But these near Brescia whom fierce Oswald led, 308:137,285[A ]| Their Science to his famous Father owe, 308:137,286[A ]| And have his Son (though now their Leader) bred. 308:137,000[' ]| <71> 308:137,287[A ]| This rev'rend Army was for age renown'd; 308:137,288[A ]| Which long through frequent dangers follow'd Time; 308:137,289[A ]| Their many Trophies gain'd with many'a wound, 308:137,290[A ]| And Fame's last Hill, did with first vigour climbe. 308:137,000[' ]| <72> 308:137,291[A ]| But here the learned Lombard whom I trace 308:137,292[A ]| My forward Pen by slower Method stays; 308:137,293[A ]| Least I should them (less heeding time and place 308:137,294[A ]| Then common Poets) out of season praise. 308:138,000[' ]| 308:138,000[' ]| <73> 308:138,295[A ]| Think onely then (couldst thou both Camps discern) 308:138,296[A ]| That these would seem grave Authors of the war, 308:138,297[A ]| Met civilly to teach who e're will learn, 308:138,298[A ]| And those their young and civil Students are. 308:138,000[' ]| <74> 308:138,299[A ]| But painful vertue of the war ne'r pays 308:138,300[A ]| It self with consciousness of being good, 308:138,301[A ]| Though Cloyster'd vertue may believe even praise 308:138,302[A ]| A sallary which there should be withstood: 308:138,000[' ]| <75> 308:138,303[A ]| For many here (whose vertue's active heat 308:138,304[A ]| Concurs not with cold vertue which does dwell, 308:138,305[A ]| In lasie Cells) are vertuous to be great, 308:138,306[A ]| And as in pains so would in pow'r excell. 308:138,000[' ]| <76> 308:138,307[A ]| And Oswald's Faction urg'd him to aspire 308:138,308[A ]| That by his height they higher might ascend; 308:138,309[A ]| The Dukes to glorious Thrones access desire, 308:138,310[A ]| But at more awful distance did attend. 308:138,000[' ]| <77> 308:138,311[A ]| The Royal Rhodalind is now the Prize 308:138,312[A ]| By which these Camps would make their merit known; 308:138,313[A ]| And think their General's but their Deputies 308:138,314[A ]| Who must for them by Proxy wed the Crown. 308:138,000[' ]| <78> 308:138,315[A ]| From forreign Fields (with toyling conquest tyr'd, 308:138,316[A ]| And groaning under spoiles) come home to rest; 308:138,317[A ]| There now they are with emulation fyr'd, 308:138,318[A ]| And for that pow'r they should obey, contest. 308:138,000[' ]| <79> 308:138,319[A ]| Ah how perverse and froward is Mankinde! 308:138,320[A ]| Faction in Courts does us to rage excite; 308:138,321[A ]| The Rich in Cities we litigious find, 308:138,322[A ]| And in the Field th'Ambitious make us fight: 308:138,000[' ]| <80> 308:138,323[A ]| And fatally (as if even soules were made 308:138,324[A ]| Of warring Elements as Bodies are) 308:138,325[A ]| Our Reason our Religion does invade, 308:138,326[A ]| Till from the Schools to Camps it carry war. 308:239,000[' ]| 308:239,000[' ]| 308:239,000[' ]| 308:239,000[' ]| <0> 308:239,001[A ]| The hunting which did yearly celebrate 308:239,002[A ]| The Lombards glory, and the Vandales Fate. 308:239,003[A ]| The Hunters prais'd; how true to love they are, 308:239,004[A ]| How calm in Peace, and Tempest-like in warre. 308:239,005[A ]| The Stagg is by the num'rous Chace subdu'd, 308:239,006[A ]| And strait his Hunters are as hard pursu'd. 308:239,000[' ]| <1> 308:239,007[A ]| Small are the seeds Fate does unheeded sow 308:239,008[A ]| Of slight beginnings to important ends; 308:239,009[A ]| Whilst wonder (which does best our rev'rence show 308:239,010[A ]| To Heav'n) all Reasons sight in gazing spends. 308:239,000[' ]| <2> 308:239,011[A ]| For from a Dayes brief pleasure did proceed 308:239,012[A ]| (A day grown black in Lombard Histories) 308:239,013[A ]| Such lasting griefs as thou shalt weep to read, 308:239,014[A ]| Though even thine own sad love had drain'd thine Eyes. 308:239,000[' ]| <3> 308:239,015[A ]| In a fair Forrest neer Verona's Plain, 308:239,016[A ]| Fresh as if Nature's Youth chose there a shade, 308:239,017[A ]| The Duke with many Lovers in his Train, 308:239,018[A ]| (Loyal, and young) a solemn hunting made. 308:239,000[' ]| <4> 308:239,019[A ]| Much was his Train enlarg'd by their resort 308:239,020[A ]| Who much his Grandsire lov'd, and hither came 308:239,021[A ]| To celebrate this Day with annual sport, 308:239,022[A ]| On which by battel here he earn'd his Fame. 308:239,000[' ]| <5> 308:239,023[A ]| And many of these noble Hunters bore 308:239,024[A ]| Command amongst the Youth at Bergamo; 308:239,025[A ]| Whose Fathers gather'd here the wreaths they wore, 308:239,026[A ]| When in this Forrest they interr'd the Foe. 308:239,000[' ]| <6> 308:239,027[A ]| Count Hurgonil, a Youth of high descent, 308:239,028[A ]| Was listed here, and in the story great; 308:239,029[A ]| He follow'd Honor, when tow'rd's Death it went; 308:239,030[A ]| Fierce in a charge but temp'rate in retreat. 308:239,000[' ]| <7> 308:239,031[A ]| His wondrous beauty which the world approv'd 308:239,032[A ]| He blushing hid, and now no more would own 308:239,033[A ]| (Since he the Duke's unequal'd Sister lov'd) 308:239,034[A ]| Then an old wreath when newly overthrown. 308:240,000[' ]| 308:240,000[' ]| <8> 308:240,035[A ]| And she, Orna the shy! Did seem in life 308:240,036[A ]| So bashful too to have her beauty shown, 308:240,037[A ]| As I may doubt her shade with Fame at strife, 308:240,038[A ]| That in these vicious times would make it known 308:240,000[' ]| <9> 308:240,039[A ]| Not less in publick voice was Arnold here; 308:240,040[A ]| He that on Tuscan Tombs his Trophys rais'd; 308:240,041[A ]| And now love's pow'r so willingly did bear, 308:240,042[A ]| That even his arbitrary raign he prais'd. 308:240,000[' ]| <10> 308:240,043[A ]| Laura, the Duke's fair Neice inthrall'd his heart; 308:240,044[A ]| Who was in Court the publick morning Glass 308:240,045[A ]| Where those who would reduce Nature to art, 308:240,046[A ]| Practis'd by dress the conquests of the Face. 308:240,000[' ]| <11> 308:240,047[A ]| And here was Hugo whom Duke Gondibert 308:240,048[A ]| For stout and stedfast kindness did approve; 308:240,049[A ]| Of stature small, but was all over heart, 308:240,050[A ]| And though unhappy all that heart was love. 308:240,000[' ]| <12> 308:240,051[A ]| In gentile sonnets he for Laura pin'd, 308:240,052[A ]| Soft as the murmures of a weeping spring; 308:240,053[A ]| Which ruthless she did as those murmures mind: 308:240,054[A ]| So ere their death sick Swans unheeded sing. 308:240,000[' ]| <13> 308:240,055[A ]| Yet whilst she Arnold favour'd, he so griev'd 308:240,056[A ]| As loyall Subjects quietly bemone 308:240,057[A ]| Their Yoke, but raise no warr to be reliev'd, 308:240,058[A ]| Nor through the envy'd Fav'rite wound the Throne. 308:240,000[' ]| <14> 308:240,059[A ]| Young Goltho next these Rivals we may name, 308:240,060[A ]| Whose manhood dawn'd early as Summer light; 308:240,061[A ]| As sure and soon did his fair day proclaime, 308:240,062[A ]| And was no less the joy of publick sight. 308:240,000[' ]| <15> 308:240,063[A ]| If Love's just pow'r he did not early see, 308:240,064[A ]| Some small excuse we may his error give; 308:240,065[A ]| Since few (though learn'd) know yet blest Love to be 308:240,066[A ]| That secret vitall heat by which we live: 308:240,000[' ]| <16> 308:240,067[A ]| But such it is; and though we may be thought 308:240,068[A ]| To have in Childhood life, ere Love we know, 308:240,069[A ]| Yet life is useless till by reason taught, 308:240,070[A ]| And Love and Reason up together grow. 308:240,000[' ]| <17> 308:240,071[A ]| Nor more, the Old shew they out-live their Love, 308:240,072[A ]| If when their Love's decay'd, some signes they give 308:240,073[A ]| Of life, because we see them pain'd and move, 308:240,074[A ]| Then Snakes, long cut, by torment shew they live. 308:240,000[' ]| <18> 308:240,075[A ]| If we call living, Life, when Love is gone, 308:240,076[A ]| We then to Souls (Gods coyne) vain rev'rence pay; 308:240,077[A ]| Since Reason (which is Love, and his best known 308:240,078[A ]| And currant Image) Age has worne away. 308:241,000[' ]| 308:241,000[' ]| <19> 308:241,079[A ]| And I that Love and Reason thus unite, 308:241,080[A ]| May, if I old Philosophers controule, 308:241,081[A ]| Confirme the new by some new Poets light; 308:241,082[A ]| Who finding Love, thinks he has found the Soule. 308:241,000[' ]| <20> 308:241,083[A ]| From Goltho, to whom love yet tasteless seem'd, 308:241,084[A ]| We to ripe Tybalt are by order led; 308:241,085[A ]| Tybalt, who Love and Valor both esteem'd, 308:241,086[A ]| And he alike from eithers wounds had bled. 308:241,000[' ]| <21> 308:241,087[A ]| Publique his valor was, but not his love, 308:241,088[A ]| One fill'd the world, the other he contain'd; 308:241,089[A ]| Yet quietly alike in both did move, 308:241,090[A ]| Of that ne'r boasted, nor of this complain'd. 308:241,000[' ]| <22> 308:241,091[A ]| With these (whose special names Verse shall preserve) 308:241,092[A ]| Many to this recorded hunting came; 308:241,093[A ]| Whose worth authentick mention did deserve, 308:241,094[A ]| But from Time's deluge few are sav'd by Fame. 308:241,000[' ]| <23> 308:241,095[A ]| Now like a Giant Lover rose the Sun 308:241,096[A ]| From th'Ocean Queen, fine in his fires and great; 308:241,097[A ]| Seem'd all the Morne for shew, for strength at Noone; 308:241,098[A ]| As if last Night she had not quench'd his heate! 308:241,000[' ]| <24> 308:241,099[A ]| And the Sun's Servants who his rising waite, 308:241,100[A ]| His Pensioners (for so all Lovers are, 308:241,101[A ]| And all maintain'd by him at a high rate 308:241,102[A ]| With daily fire) now for the Chace prepare. 308:241,000[' ]| <25> 308:241,103[A ]| All were like Hunters clad in cheerfull green, 308:241,104[A ]| Young Natures Livery, and each at strife 308:241,105[A ]| Who most adorn'd in favours should be seen, 308:241,106[A ]| Wrought kindly by the Lady of his life. 308:241,000[' ]| <26> 308:241,107[A ]| These Martiall Favours on their Wasts they weare, 308:241,108[A ]| On which (for now they Conquest celebrate) 308:241,109[A ]| In an imbroider'd History appeare 308:241,110[A ]| Like life, the vanquish'd in their feares and fate. 308:241,000[' ]| <27> 308:241,111[A ]| And on these Belts (wrought with their Ladys care) 308:241,112[A ]| Hung Semyters of Akons trusty steele; 308:241,113[A ]| Goodly to see, and he who durst compare 308:241,114[A ]| Those Ladies Eies, might soon their temper feele. 308:241,000[' ]| <28> 308:241,115[A ]| Cheer'd as the Woods (where new wak'd Quires they meet) 308:241,116[A ]| Are all; and now dispose their choice Relays 308:241,117[A ]| Of Horse and Hounds, each like each other fleet; 308:241,118[A ]| Which best when with themselves compar'd we praise; 308:241,000[' ]| <29> 308:241,119[A ]| To them old Forrest Spys, the Harborers 308:241,120[A ]| VVith hast approach, wet as still weeping Night, 308:241,121[A ]| Or Deer that mourn their growth of head with tears, 308:241,122[A ]| VVhen the defenceless weight does hinder flight. 308:242,000[' ]| 308:242,000[' ]| <30> 308:242,123[A ]| And Doggs, such whose cold secrecy was ment 308:242,124[A ]| By Nature for surprise, on these attend; 308:242,125[A ]| Wise temp'rate Lime-Hounds that proclaim no scent; 308:242,126[A ]| Nor Harb'ring will their Mouths in boasting spend. 308:242,000[' ]| <31> 308:242,127[A ]| Yet vainlier farr then Traytors boast their prise 308:242,128[A ]| (On which their vehemence vast rates does lay, 308:242,129[A ]| Since in that worth their treasons credit lies) 308:242,130[A ]| These Harb'rers praise that which they now betray: 308:242,000[' ]| <32> 308:242,131[A ]| Boast they have lodg'd a Stagg, that all the Race 308:242,132[A ]| Out-runs of Croton Horse, or Regian Hounds; 308:242,133[A ]| A Stagg made long, since Royall in the Chace, 308:242,134[A ]| If Kings can honor give by giving wounds. 308:242,000[' ]| <33> 308:242,135[A ]| For Aribert had pierc't him at a Bay, 308:242,136[A ]| Yet scap'd he by the vigour of his Head; 308:242,137[A ]| And many a Summer since has wonn the day, 308:242,138[A ]| And often left his Regian Foll'wers dead: 308:242,000[' ]| <34> 308:242,139[A ]| His spacious Beame (that even the Rights out-grew) 308:242,140[A ]| From Antlar to his Troch had all allow'd 308:242,141[A ]| By which his age the aged Wood-men knew; 308:242,142[A ]| Who more then he were of that beauty proud. 308:242,000[' ]| <35> 308:242,143[A ]| Now each Relay a sev'ral Station findes, 308:242,144[A ]| Ere the triumphant Train the Copps surrounds; 308:242,145[A ]| Relayes of Horse, long breath'd as winter windes, 308:242,146[A ]| And their deep Cannon Mouth'd experienc'd Hounds.) 308:242,000[' ]| <36> 308:242,147[A ]| The Huntsmen (busily concern'd in show 308:242,148[A ]| As if the world were by this Beast undone, 308:242,149[A ]| And they against him hir'd as Nature's Foe) 308:242,150[A ]| In haste uncouple, and their Hounds outrun. 308:242,000[' ]| <37> 308:242,151[A ]| Now winde they a Recheat, the rous'd Dear's knell; 308:242,152[A ]| And through the Forrest all the Beasts are aw'd; 308:242,153[A ]| Alarm'd by Eccho, Nature's Sentinel, 308:242,154[A ]| Which shews that Murd'rous Man is come abroad. 308:242,000[' ]| <38> 308:242,155[A ]| Tyranique Man! Thy subjects Enemy! 308:242,156[A ]| And more through wantonness then need or hate; 308:242,157[A ]| From whom the winged to their Coverts flie; 308:242,158[A ]| And to their Dennes even those that lay in waite. 308:242,000[' ]| <39> 308:242,159[A ]| So this (the most successfull of his kinde, 308:242,160[A ]| Whose Foreheads force oft his Opposers prest, 308:242,161[A ]| Whose swiftness left Persuers shafts behinde) 308:242,162[A ]| Is now of all the Forrest most distrest! 308:242,000[' ]| <40> 308:242,163[A ]| The Heard deny him shelter, as if taught 308:242,164[A ]| To know their safety is to yield him lost; 308:242,165[A ]| Which shews they want not the results of thought, 308:242,166[A ]| But speech, by which we ours for reason boast. 308:243,000[' ]| 308:243,000[' ]| <41> 308:243,167[A ]| We blush to see our politicks in Beasts, 308:243,168[A ]| Who many sav'd by this one Sacrifice; 308:243,169[A ]| And since through blood they follow interests, 308:243,170[A ]| Like us when cruel should be counted wise. 308:243,000[' ]| <42> 308:243,171[A ]| His Rivals that his fury us'd to fear 308:243,172[A ]| For his lov'd Female, now his faintness Shun; 308:243,173[A ]| But were his season hot, and she but neer, 308:243,174[A ]| (O mighty Love!) his Hunters were undone. 308:243,000[' ]| <43> 308:243,175[A ]| From thence, well blown, he comes to the Relay; 308:243,176[A ]| Where Man's fam'd reason proves but Cowardise, 308:243,177[A ]| And only serves him meanly to betray; 308:243,178[A ]| Even for the flying, Man, in ambush lies. 308:243,000[' ]| <44> 308:243,179[A ]| But now, as his last remedy to live, 308:243,180[A ]| (For ev'ry shift for life kind Nature makes, 308:243,181[A ]| Since life the utmost is which she can give) 308:243,182[A ]| Coole Adice from the swoln Bank he takes. 308:243,000[' ]| <45> 308:243,183[A ]| But this fresh Bath the Doggs will make him leave; 308:243,184[A ]| Whom he sure nos'd as fasting Tygers found; 308:243,185[A ]| Their scent no North-east winde could e're deceave 308:243,186[A ]| Which drives the ayre, nor Flocks that foyl the Ground. 308:243,000[' ]| <46> 308:243,187[A ]| Swift here the Flyers and Persuers seeme; 308:243,188[A ]| The frighted Fish swim from their Adice, 308:243,189[A ]| The Doggs pursue the Deer, he the fleet streme, 308:243,190[A ]| And that hasts too to th' Adriatick Sea. 308:243,000[' ]| <47> 308:243,191[A ]| Refresh'd thus in this fleeting Element, 308:243,192[A ]| He up the stedfast Shore did boldly rise; 308:243,193[A ]| And soon escap'd their view, but not their scent; 308:243,194[A ]| That faithful Guide which even conducts their Eyes. 308:243,000[' ]| <48> 308:243,195[A ]| This frail relief was like short gales of breath 308:243,196[A ]| Which oft at Sea a long dead calme prepare; 308:243,197[A ]| Or like our Curtains drawn at point of death, 308:243,198[A ]| When all our Lungs are spent, to give us ayre, 308:243,000[' ]| <49> 308:243,199[A ]| For on the Shore the Hunters him attend; 308:243,200[A ]| And whilst the Chace grew warm as is the day 308:243,201[A ]| (Which now from the hot Zenith does descend) 308:243,202[A ]| He is imbos'd, and weary'd to a Bay. 308:243,000[' ]| <50> 308:243,203[A ]| The Jewel, Life, he must surrender here; 308:243,204[A ]| Which the world's Mistris, Nature, does not give, 308:243,205[A ]| But like drop'd Favours suffers us to weare, 308:243,206[A ]| Such as by which pleas'd Lovers think they live. 308:243,000[' ]| <51> 308:243,207[A ]| Yet life he so esteems, that he allows 308:243,208[A ]| It all defence his force and rage can make; 308:243,209[A ]| And to the eager Dogs such fury shows 308:243,210[A ]| As their last blood some unreveng'd forsake. 308:244,000[' ]| 308:244,000[' ]| <52> 308:244,211[A ]| But now the Monarch Murderer comes in, 308:244,212[A ]| Destructive Man! whom Nature would not arme, 308:244,213[A ]| As when in madness mischief is foreseen 308:244,214[A ]| We leave it weaponless for fear of harme. 308:244,000[' ]| <53> 308:244,215[A ]| For she defenceless made him that he might 308:244,216[A ]| Less readily offend; but Art Armes all, 308:244,217[A ]| From single strife makes us in Numbers fight; 308:244,218[A ]| And by such art this Royall Stagg did fall. 308:244,000[' ]| <54> 308:244,219[A ]| He weeps till grief does even his Murd'rers pierce; 308:244,220[A ]| Grief which so nobly through his anger strove, 308:244,221[A ]| That it deserv'd the dignity of verse, 308:244,222[A ]| And had it words as humanly would move. 308:244,000[' ]| <55> 308:244,223[A ]| Thrice from the ground his vanquish'd Head he rear'd, 308:244,224[A ]| And with last looks his Forrest walks did view; 308:244,225[A ]| Where Sixty Summers he had rul'd the Heatd, 308:244,226[A ]| And where sharp Dittany now vainly grew: 308:244,000[' ]| <56> 308:244,227[A ]| Whose hoary Leaves no more his wounds shall heale; 308:244,228[A ]| For with a Sigh (a blast of all his breath) 308:244,229[A ]| That viewless thing call'd Life, did from him steale; 308:244,230[A ]| And with their Bugle Hornes they winde his death. 308:244,000[' ]| <57> 308:244,231[A ]| Then with their annuall wanton sacrifice 308:244,232[A ]| (Taught by old Custome, whose decrees are vain, 308:244,233[A ]| And we like hum'rous Antiquaries prise 308:244,234[A ]| Age though deform'd) they hasten to the Plain. 308:244,000[' ]| <58> 308:244,235[A ]| Thence homeward bend as westward as the Sun; 308:244,236[A ]| Where Gondibert's Allys proud Feasts prepare, 308:244,237[A ]| That day to honor which his Grandsire won; 308:244,238[A ]| Though Feasts the Eves to Fun'ralls often are. 308:244,000[' ]| <59> 308:244,239[A ]| One from the Forrest now approach'd their sight, 308:244,240[A ]| Who them did swiftly on the Spurr pursue; 308:244,241[A ]| One there still resident as Day and Night, 308:244,242[A ]| And known as th' eldest Oke which in it grew. 308:244,000[' ]| <60> 308:244,243[A ]| Who with his utmost breath, advancing cries 308:244,244[A ]| (And such a vehemence no Art could feigne) 308:244,245[A ]| Away, happy the Man that fastest flies; 308:244,246[A ]| Flie famous Duke, flie with thy noble Traine! 308:244,000[' ]| <61> 308:244,247[A ]| The Duke reply'd, though with thy fears disguis'd, 308:244,248[A ]| Thou do'st my Syres old Rangers Image beare, 308:244,249[A ]| And for thy kindness shalt not be despis'd; 308:244,250[A ]| Though Councels are but weak which come from fear. 308:244,000[' ]| <62> 308:244,251[A ]| Were Dangers here, great as thy love can shape; 308:244,252[A ]| (And love with fear can danger multiply) 308:244,253[A ]| Yet when by flight, thou bidst us meanly scape, 308:244,254[A ]| Bid Trees take wings, and rooted Forests flie. 308:245,000[' ]| 308:245,000[' ]| <63> 308:245,255[A ]| Then said the Ranger, you are bravely lost, 308:245,256[A ]| (And like high anger his complexion rose) 308:245,257[A ]| As little know I fear, as how to boast; 308:245,258[A ]| But shall attend you through your many Foes. 308:245,000[' ]| <64> 308:245,259[A ]| See where in ambush mighty Oswald lay; 308:245,260[A ]| And see, from yonder Lawne he moves apace, 308:245,261[A ]| VVith Launces arm'd to intercept thy way, 308:245,262[A ]| Now thy sure Steeds are weary'd with the Chace. 308:245,000[' ]| <65> 308:245,263[A ]| His purple Banners you may there behold, 308:245,264[A ]| Which (proudly spred) the fatall Raven beare; 308:245,265[A ]| And full five hundred I by Ranke have told, 308:245,266[A ]| Who in their guilded Helmes his Colours weare. 308:245,000[' ]| <66> 308:245,267[A ]| The Duke this falling storme does now discern; 308:245,268[A ]| Bids little Hugo fly! but'tis to view 308:245,269[A ]| The Foe, and timely their first count'nance learne, 308:245,270[A ]| Whilst firme he in a square his Hunters drew. 308:245,000[' ]| <67> 308:245,271[A ]| And Hugo soon (light as his Coursers Heeles) 308:245,272[A ]| Was in their Faces troublesome as winde; 308:245,273[A ]| And like to it (so wingedly He wheeles) 308:245,274[A ]| No one could catch, what all with trouble finde: 308:245,000[' ]| <68> 308:245,275[A ]| But ev'ry where the Leaders and the Led 308:245,276[A ]| He temp'rately observ'd, with a slow sight; 308:245,277[A ]| Judg'd by their looks how hopes and feares were fed, 308:245,278[A ]| And by their order their success in fight. 308:245,000[' ]| <69> 308:245,279[A ]| Their Number ('mounting to the Rangers guesse) 308:245,280[A ]| In Three Divisions ev'nly was dispos'd; 308:245,281[A ]| And that their Enemies might judge it lesse, 308:245,282[A ]| It seem'd one Grosse with all the Spaces clos'd. 308:245,000[' ]| <70> 308:245,283[A ]| The Vann fierce Oswald led, where Paradine 308:245,284[A ]| And Manly Dargonet (both of his blood) 308:245,285[A ]| Outshin'd the Noone, and their Mindes stock within 308:245,286[A ]| Promis'd to make that outward glory good. 308:245,000[' ]| <71> 308:245,287[A ]| The next, bold, but unlucky Hubert led; 308:245,288[A ]| Brother to Oswald, and no less ally'd 308:245,289[A ]| To the ambitions which his Soul did wed; 308:245,290[A ]| Lowly without, but lin'd with Costly pride. 308:245,000[' ]| <72> 308:245,291[A ]| Most to himself his valor fatall was, 308:245,292[A ]| Whose glorys oft to others dreadfull were; 308:245,293[A ]| So Comets (though suppos'd Destruction's cause) 308:245,294[A ]| But waste themselves to make their Gazers feare. 308:245,000[' ]| <73> 308:245,295[A ]| And though his valor seldom did succeed, 308:245,296[A ]| His speech was such as could in Storms perswade; 308:245,297[A ]| Sweet as the Hopes on which starv'd Lovers feed, 308:245,298[A ]| Breath'd in the whispers of a yielding Maide. 308:246,000[' ]| 308:246,000[' ]| <74> 308:246,299[A ]| The Bloody Borgio did conduct the Rere; 308:246,300[A ]| VVhom sullen Vasco heedfully attends; 308:246,301[A ]| To all but to themselves they cruel were, 308:246,302[A ]| And to themselves chiefly by mischief Friends. 308:246,000[' ]| <75> 308:246,303[A ]| Warr, the worlds Art, Nature to them became; 308:246,304[A ]| In Camps begot, born, and in anger bred; 308:246,305[A ]| The living vex'd till Death, and then their Fame; 308:246,306[A ]| Because even Fame some life is to the Dead. 308:246,000[' ]| <76> 308:246,307[A ]| Cities (wise States-men's Folds for civil sheep) 308:246,308[A ]| They sack'd, as painful Sheerers of the wise; 308:246,309[A ]| For they like careful VVolves would lose their sleep, 308:246,310[A ]| VVhen others prosp'rous toyls might be their prise. 308:246,000[' ]| <77> 308:246,311[A ]| Hugo amongst these Troops spy'd many more 308:246,312[A ]| Who had, as brave Destroyers, got renown; 308:246,313[A ]| And many forward wounds in boast they wore; 308:246,314[A ]| Which if not well reveng'd, had ne'r been shown. 308:246,000[' ]| <78> 308:246,315[A ]| Such the bold Leaders of these Launceers were, 308:246,316[A ]| Of the Brescian Vet'rans did consist; 308:246,317[A ]| Whose practis'd age might charge of Armies bear, 308:246,318[A ]| And claim some ranck in Fame's eternal List. 308:246,000[' ]| <79> 308:246,319[A ]| Back to his Duke the dext'rous Hugo flies; 308:246,320[A ]| What he observ'd he cheerfully declares; 308:246,321[A ]| VVith noble pride did what he lik'd despise; 308:246,322[A ]| For wounds he threatned whil'st he prais'd their skarrs. 308:246,000[' ]| <80> 308:246,323[A ]| Lord Arnold cry'd, vain is the Bugle Horn, 308:246,324[A ]| VVhere Trumpets Men to Manly work invite! 308:246,325[A ]| That distant summons seems to say in skorn, 308:246,326[A ]| VVe Hunters may be hunted hard ere night. 308:246,000[' ]| <81> 308:246,327[A ]| Those Beasts are hunted hard that hard can fly, 308:246,328[A ]| Reply'd aloud the noble Hurgonil; 308:246,329[A ]| But we not us'd to flight, know best to die; 308:246,330[A ]| And those who know to die, know how to kill. 308:246,000[' ]| <82> 308:246,331[A ]| Victors through number never gain'd applause; 308:246,332[A ]| If they exceed our compt in Armes and Men, 308:246,333[A ]| It is not just to think that odds, because 308:246,334[A ]| One Lover equals any other Ten. 308:246,000[' ]|