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11.
These Four on equal ground those Four oppose;
Who wants in strength, supples it with his skill;
So valiant that they make no haste to close;
They not apace, but handsomly would kill.
These Four on equal ground those Four oppose;
Who wants in strength, supples it with his skill;
So valiant that they make no haste to close;
They not apace, but handsomly would kill.
12.
And as they more each others courage found,
Each did their force more civilly express,
To make so manly and so fair a wound,
As loyal Ladies might be proud to dress.
And as they more each others courage found,
Each did their force more civilly express,
To make so manly and so fair a wound,
As loyal Ladies might be proud to dress.
13.
But vain, though wondrous, seems the short event
Of what with pomp and Noise we long prepare:
One hour of battel oft that force hath spent,
Which Kings whole lives have gather'd for a war.
But vain, though wondrous, seems the short event
Of what with pomp and Noise we long prepare:
One hour of battel oft that force hath spent,
Which Kings whole lives have gather'd for a war.
14.
As Rivers to their ruin hastie be,
So life (still earnest, loud, and swift) runs post
To the vaste Gulf of death, as they to Sea,
And vainly travels to be quickly lost.
As Rivers to their ruin hastie be,
So life (still earnest, loud, and swift) runs post
To the vaste Gulf of death, as they to Sea,
And vainly travels to be quickly lost.
15.
And now the Fates (who punctually take care
We not escape their sentence at our birth)
Writ Arnold down where those inroled are
Who must in Youth abruptly leave the Earth.
And now the Fates (who punctually take care
We not escape their sentence at our birth)
Writ Arnold down where those inroled are
Who must in Youth abruptly leave the Earth.
16.
Him Paradine into the Brow had pierc't;
From whence his bloud so overflow'd his Eyes,
He grew too blind to watch and guard his breast,
Where wounded twice, to Deaths cold Court he hies.
Him Paradine into the Brow had pierc't;
From whence his bloud so overflow'd his Eyes,
He grew too blind to watch and guard his breast,
Where wounded twice, to Deaths cold Court he hies.
17.
And Love (by which Life's name does value find,
As Altars even subsist by ornament)
Is now as to the Owner quite resign'd,
And in a sigh to his dear Laura sent.
And Love (by which Life's name does value find,
As Altars even subsist by ornament)
Is now as to the Owner quite resign'd,
And in a sigh to his dear Laura sent.
