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But since a world of victories have filled, With Trophies Temples, Theatres with my praise, That bathed with balm from th'oil of glory stilled, With friends in peace I looked to spend my days. The chambers music now affrights me more, Than once the trumpets sound amids the field, And gowns (though signs of peace) worse, than before The pompous splendour of a flaming shield. Those thoughts of late that had disdained to doubt, Though I alone had marched amongst my foes, Lo, whilst amongst my friends I'm backed about, Do greater dangers now then th'eyes disclose. If ought t'assemble any number brings, I insurrections fear from common wrath; Yea, if two talk apart of private things, Straight I suspect that they conspire my death. When sudden rumours rise from vulgar smoke, Whilst th'inward motions roll my restless eyes; I at each corner for ambushments look, And start astonished lest some tumult rise. When rising Titan's beams renew th'earth's toils, I still despair to re-enjoy the night, And when mine eyes th'all-covering darkness spoils, I never look t'enrich them with the light. For when that light with darkness makes a change, To flatter mortals with a dream of rest, What ugly Gorgon's, what chimeras strange, Do boast the little world within my breast? Th'appointed time t'appease impetuous cares Doth double mine, that view most when being blind: I apprehend huge horrors and despairs, Whilst th'outward object not distract my mind. What comfort of my conquests now remains? Where is the peace pursued by many a strife? Have I but taken pain t'abound in pains, And sought by dangers for a dangerous life? Is this the period of aspiring powers, In promised calms to be most plagued by storms? Lurk poisonous serpents under fairest flowers. And hellish furies under heavenly forms? It will not grieve my ghost below to go, If circumvented in the wars I end, As bold Marcellus by Rome's greatest foe, That gave his ashes honour as a friend. Or like Epaminondas prosperous death, O would to God I had amidst th'alarms Being charged with recent spoils, been spoiled of breath, Whilst I toward Pluto might have marched in arms. Yet t'end this life that nought but toils affords, I'll pay to death the tribute that he owes, Straight with my blood set some come die their swords, My body shall be bared t'embrace their blows. But ah, how have the furies seized my breast, And poisoned thus my spirit with desperate rage: That with their horrid serpents barred from rest, Nought can imagined be my toils t'assuage. No, Atropos, yet spare my thread a space, That ere I to the Stygian streams go down, I may of honour have the highest place, And if I fall, yet fall beneath a crown. Whilst I would bend my ears t'applauding shouts, My thoughts divided are within my breast, And my tossed soul doth float between two doubts, Yet knows not on what ground to build her rest.
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But ſince a world of victories haue fill'd, With Trophees Temples, Theaters with my praiſe, That bath'd with balme from th'oyle of glory ſtill'd, With friends in peace I look'd to ſpend my daies. The chambers muſicke now affrights me more, Then once the trumpets ſound amids the field, And gownes (though ſignes of peace) worſe, then before The pompous ſplendour of a flaming ſhield. Thoſe thoughts of late that had diſdain'd to doubt, Though I alone had march'd amongſt my foes, Lo, whilſt amongſt my friends I'm back'd about, Doe greater dangers now then th'eies diſcloſe. If ought t'aſſemble any number brings, I inſurrections feare from common wrath; Yea, if two talke apart of priuate things, Straight I ſuſpect that they conſpire my death. When ſuddaine rumors riſe from vulgar ſmoake, Whilſt th' motions roule my reſtleſſe eies; I at each corner for ambuſhments looke, And ſtart aſtoniſh'd leaſt ſome tumult riſe. When riſing Titans beames renew th'earths toiles, I ſtill diſpaire to re-enioy the night, And when mine eyes th'all-couering darkneſſe ſpoiles, I neuer looke t'enrich them with the light. For when that light with darkneſſe makes a change, To flatter mortals with a dreame of reſt, What ougly Gorgons, what Chimeraes ſtrange, Do boſt the little world within my breaſt? Th'appointed time t'appeaſe impetuous cares Doth double mine, that view moſt when being blind: I apprehen'd huge horrors and diſpaires, Whilſt th'outward obiect not diſtract my minde. What comfort of my conqueſts now remaines? Where is the peace purſude by many a ſtrife? Haue I but taken paine t'abound in paines, And ſought by dangers for a dangerous life? Is this the period of aſpiring powers, In promiſde calmes to be moſt plagu'd by ſtormes? Lurke poiſnous ſerpents vnder faireſt flowers. And helliſh furies vnder heauenly formes? It will not greeue my goſt below to goe, If circumuented in the warres I end, As bold Marcellus by Romes greateſt foe, That gaue his aſhes honor as a friend. Or like Epaminondas proſprous death, O would to God I had amidſt th'alarmes Being chargde with recent ſpoyles, bin ſpoil'd of breath, Whilſt I toward Pluto might haue march'd in armes. Yet t'end this life that nought but toyles affords, Ile pay to death the tribute that he owes, Straight with my blood ſet ſome come die their ſwords, My body ſhall be bar'd t'embrace their blowes. But ah, how haue the furies ſeaz'd my breaſt, And poiſon'd thus my ſprit with deſp'rate rage: That with their horrid ſerpents barr'd from reſt, Nought can imagin'd be my toiles t'aſſwage. No, Atropos, yet ſpare my threed a ſpace, That ere I to the Stigian ſtreames go downe, I may of honor haue the higheſt place, And if I fall, yet fall beneath a crowne. Whilſt I would bend my eares t'applauding ſhoutes, My thoughts diuided are within my breaſt, And my toſſde ſoule doth flote between two doubts, Yet knowes not on what ground to build her reſt.