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B00389 Lucans first booke translated line for line, by Chr. Marlovv.; Pharsalia. English & Latin. 1600 Lucan, 39-65.; Blount, Edward, fl. 1588-1632.; Marlowe, Christopher, 1564-1593.; Thorpe, Thomas, 1570?-1635? 1600 (1600) STC 16883.5; ESTC S94045 11,895 29

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towne with one poore church set them at oddes Caesars and Pompeys iarring loue soone ended T' was peace against their wils betwixt them both Stept Crassus in euen as the slender Jsthmos Betwixt the Aegean and the Ionian sea Keepes each from other but being worne away They both burst out and each incounter other So when as Crassus wretched death who stayd them Had fild Assirian Carras wals with bloud His losse made way for Roman outrages Parthians y'afflict vs more then ye suppose Being conquered we are plaugde with ciuil war Swords share our Empire fortune that made Roome Gouerne the earth the sea the world it selfe Would not admit two Lords for Julia Snatcht hence by cruel fates with ominous howles Bare downe to hell her sonne the pledge of peace And all bands of that death presaging aliance Iulia had heauen giuen thee longer life Thou hadst restrainde thy headstrong husbands rage Yea and thy father to and swords thrown down Made all shake hands as once the Sabines did Thy death broake amity and trainde to war These Captaines emulous of each others glory Thou feard'st great Pompey that late deeds would dim Olde triumphs and that Caesars conquering France Would dash the wreath thou wearst for Pirats wracke Thee wars vse stirde and thoughts that alwaies scorn'd A second place Pompey could bide no equall Nor Caesar no superior which of both Had iustest cause vnlawful t is to iudge Each side had great partakers Caesars cause The gods abetted Cato likt the other Both differ'd much Pompey was strooke in yeares And by long rest forgot to manage armes And being popular sought by liberal gifts To gaine the light vnstable commons loue And ioyed to heare his Theaters applause He liu'd secure boasting his former deeds And thought his name sufficient to vphold him Like to a tall oake in a fruitfull field Bearing old spoiles and conquerors monuments Who though his root be weake and his owne waight Keepe him within the ground his armes al bare His body not his boughs send forth a shade Though euery blast it nod and seeme to fal When all the woods about stand bolt vp-right Yet he alone is held in reuerence Caesars renowne for war was lesse he restles Shaming to striue but where he did subdue When yre or hope prouokt heady bould At al times charging home making hauock Vrging his fortune trusting in the gods Destroying what withstood his proud desires And glad when bloud ruine made him way So thunder which the wind teares from the cloudes With cracke of riuen ayre and hideous sound Filling the world leapes out and throwes forth fire Affrights poore fearefull men and blasts their eyes With ouerthwarting flames and raging shoots Alongst the ayre and not resisting it Falls and returnes and shiuers where it lights Such humors stirde them vp but this warrs seed Was euen the same that wrack's all great dominions When fortune made vs lords of all wealth flowed And then we grew licencious and rude The soldiours pray and rapine brought in ryot Men tooke delight in Iewels houses plate And scorn'd old sparing diet and ware robes Too light for women Pouerty who hatcht Roomes greatest wittes was loath'd and al the world Ransanckt for golde which breeds the world decay And then large limits had their butting lands The ground which Curius and Camillus till'd Was stretcht vnto the fields of hinds vnknowne Againe this people could not brooke calme peace Them freedome without war might not suffice Quarrels were rife greedy desire stil poore Did vild deeds then t' was worth the price of bloud And deem'd renowne to spoile their natiue towne Force mastered right the strongest gouern'd all Hence came it that th'edicts were ouerrul'd That lawes were broake Tribunes with Consuls stroue Sale made of offices and peoples voices Bought by themselues solde and euery yeare Frauds and corruption in the field of Mars Hence interest and deuouring vsury sprang Faiths breach hence came war to most men welcom Now Caesar ouerpast the snowy Alpes His mind was troubled and he aim'd at war And comming to the foord of Rubicon At night in dreadful vision fearefull Roome Mourning appear'd whose hoary hayres were torne And on her Turret bearing head disperst And armes all naked who with broken sighes And staring thus bespoke what mean'st thou Caesar Whether goes my standarde Romans if ye be And beare true harts stay heare this spectacle Stroake Caesars hart with feare his hayre stoode vp And faintnes numm'd his steps there on the brincke He thus cride out Thou thunderer that guardst Roomes mighty walles built on Tarpeian rocke Ye gods of Phrigia and Iûlus line Quirinus rites and Latian Joue aduanc'd On Alba hill ô Vestall flames ô Roome My thoughts sole goddes aide mine enterprise I hate thee not to thee my conquests stoope Caesar is thine so please it thee thy soldier He he afflicts Roome that made me Roomes foe This said he laying aside all lets of war Approcht the swelling streame with drum and ensigne Like to a Lyon of scortcht desart Affricke Who seeing hunters pauseth till fell wrath And kingly rage increase then hauing whiskt His taile athwart his backe and crest heau'd vp With iawes wide open ghastly roaring out Albeit the Moores light Iauelin or his speare Sticks in his side yet runs vpon the hunter In summer time the purple Rubicon Which issues from a small spring is but shallow And creepes along the vales deuiding iust The bounds of Jtaly from Cisalpin Fraunce But now the winters wrath and wat'ry moone Being three daies old inforst the floud to swell And frozen Alpes thaw'd with resoluing winds The thunder hou'd horse in a crooked line To scape the violence of the streame first waded Which being broke the foot had easie passage As soone as Caesar got vnto the banke And bounds of Italy here here saith he An end of peace here end polluted lawes Hence leagues and couenants Fortune thee I follow Warre and the destinies shall trie my cause This said the restles generall through the darke Swifter then bullets throwne from Spanish slinges Ordarts which Parthians backward shoot marcht on And then when Lucifer did shine alone And some dim stars he Arriminum enter'd Day rose and viewde these tumultes of the war Whether the gods or blustring south were cause I know not but the cloudy ayre did frown The soldiours hauing won the market place There spred the colours with confused noise Of trūpets clange shril cornets whistling fifes The people started young men left their beds And snatcht armes neer their houshold gods hung vp Such as peace yeelds wormeaten leatherne targets Through which the wood peer'd headles darts olde swords With vgly teeth of blacke rust fouly scarr'd But seeing white Eagles Roomes flags wel known And lofty Caesar in the thickest throng They shooke for feare cold benumm'd their lims And muttering much thus to thēselues complain'd O wals vnfortunate too neere to France Predestinate to