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Frogs and Mice.
If that displease, then let us Pallas send
T'asswage the furie of this cruell fone:
Or thou sterne Mars haste thither for to wend,
Yclad in armes of Adamantine stone;
That this fell [1]Tyger, greedy of his prey,
E're he annoy the Frogs, may runne away.
Here Iove did end: But Mars of visage grim,
Arising from his seat, replide to him:

Beloved Father, Lord of heav'n and hell,
To your behest all powr's subjected stand,
Which doe in heav'n or lower regions dwell,
None may or dare deny when you command:
Then think, sweet Father, Mars accounteth still Jove,
Your word for right, as law your only wil,
"Kings men command on earth, why should not
"The King of Kings, command the gods above?

Speake but the word, great Mars is alwayes prest,
At Ioves appoynt, in armes to enter field;
And for stout Pallas, at your least request,
I know my sister willingly will yeeld:
But neither I. though I be god of warres,
Nor Pallas, whose renown doth reach the starres,
Now are of force the falling Frogs to stay,
Or them preserve from imminent decay.

  1. Meridarpax.

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