his life with much adoe repreeues it But though she holds him fast she scarce beleeues it Vnfained loue so reignes her heart th'rowout That of her ioy possest she stands in doubt The theeues obseruing all one t'other sed Is this a Goddesse part to kisse the dead With such compassion courage we and goe What'ere it be the certaine truth to know So getting heart they forward went and found The Virgin busie about his sorest wound Yet all behinde her backe amazed stay And gazing on her nothing doe they fay But at their armours sound and shadowes sight She rais'd her selfe lookt backe and nought affright Or at their vgly shape or theeuish plight Bowes downe againe to cure her wounded Knight All other good or bad so Love despises And only that it loues to keepe deuises The Robbers passing by before her stand Attempting somewhat she leant on her hand And seeing faces blacke and ghastly said What would you haue that looke thus ill apaid If yee the ghosts been of the men here laine You doe vs wrong for you your selues haue slaine Each others all or in case any wee 'T was in defence of sacred chastitie But if you liue a theeuish life you lead And come in time to send vs to the dead Then make an end of all our miseries Lamenting so downe by her Loue she lies They knew not what she spoke and nothing speake But seeing both so safe because so weake Them leaue a while and haste the ship to rifle And all ware else accounting but a trifle Though much there was with silke and precious stone And gold and siluer load them euery chone So much they had they could desire no more And all they lay in seuerall packs a shore Not shared out by worth of things but way'd For equall portage as for Youth and Maid They after thinke take order but behold Another troope of theeues more strong and bold With Leaders two on horse came on and then The former fled for why they were but ten And thirtie these nor take the gold or gem For giuing th' other cause to follow them So twice is taken yet not captiue she At least in minde now well reuiu'd is he These theeues though bent to spoile a while forbeare In part to know the cause in part for feare And all that slaughter thinke was done by those That ran away When they the Maid disclose In glistring habit strange and not dismaid With that befell nor at their sight afraid But wholly bent the wounded Knight to cure And seeming all his griefe her selfe t' endure Her minde and beautie moue them wondrously And his long body there that lay her by At length comes he that chiefe was of the Crew Layes hand on her and bids her come she drew Though knowing not but ghessing what he said The Knight with her and he fast held the Maid To shew themselues vnwilling both to part And more to signe she set knife at her heart Whereby th' Aegyptian saw the Maid was loth To liue without her loue so tooke them both Withall considering what good vse he may haue of so braue a Youth another day Alights himselfe and makes his Squire alight And sets vp first the Lady and then the Knight Commands the rest to take and bring the pray Saith only these should be his charge to day So runs them by on foot and all the way Doth him with left and her with right hand stay Lest either chance to fall how these distrest Yet rode in pompe the Conquerour is prest To serue the Captiue beautie and noble state Is able saluage heart of theefe to mate Now in this equipage a mile and more They trauelled along the Mid-sea shore T' a hill-foot turne at right hand leaue the Maine And ore the Mountaine passe t' a watrie plaine On th' other side a grassie fen in stile Of Aegypt call'd where th'ouer-flouds of Nile Fall in t ' a Dale vnmeatly midward deepe Though nigh the banks to muddy fen it creepe This Stouer breeds which some for pasture take And as the Marsh to Sea is Fen to Lake Here all th' Aegyptian Robbers make their Fort And bastard Common-wealth hold aft'r a sort Some euer fishing seldome come off hatches Some walke the pasture six foot high on skatches If Islet any aboue the water peepe Some build a Lodge there some in boat on Deepe Both carried are and dwell and only there Their women serue them and their children beare The new-borne babe with mothers milke at first Then with Sun-rosted fish and fowle is nurst And when he stronger growes is tide by th' heele With rope to ship that out he cannot reele Nor stagger farre what men else euer tri'd So new deuice with bonds the feet to guide Though Kings of Aegypt would this Fen haue drain'd These would not suffert't thinking better gain'd With ease some fish or fowle or flag or reed Than with due care the grazing herds to feed Where now a Pike well might they feed an Oxe Yea meat drinke cloth haue from their bleating stocks Yet some they graze and Herdmen are they call'd Though from all hand of Iustice water-wall'd A theeuish Fort and thither still recoyle The lawlesse Crew and such as liue by spoyle Their wondrous store of Cane that on the marge Of this their Lake shoots-out both long and large For Bulwarke serues them hauing cut some wayes To them not others knowen with crooked bayes That from assaults and sudden ouertures As Labyrinth their dwelling-place secures And more than lake-fish hungry maw to soule Fruit herbe and root they haue and store of fowle The Swan both swimming there and flying freely The loftie Sternet crying t'Ely t'Ely Th'Ibis Halcyon Crane with tufted rump Storke Shov'ler Herneshaw Bittour sounding Bumpe Coot Red-shanke Sea-mew Teale Di-dapping-Chucke Goose Sea-pie Moore-hen Osprey Widgen Ducke I had almost forgot that most of all Remarkabl'is the bird that here we call The Cormorant Embleme of Penall Law With long sharpe hooked bill edg'd like a saw To hold an Eele but great one seldome takes These are the fowle that haunt the fenny Lakes Now as the Sunne declining lower goes To th' eye of man he great'r and greater showes And farther makes to shoot forth on the ground The shade of things till all in darke be drown'd But ere the Set came Captaine theefe to Lake Where his prey-loden men him ouertake The Knight and Lady some of them dismount Some beare aboord the spoile but see th' account They of their Captaine made the most him meet That went not with him and as King him greet And when they laid to heart the goodly pray And her diuine aspect they thought that day Their Complices who care not what they lurch Had got the spoyle of some well-furnisht Church And brought away Shee-Priest or Goddesse selfe In whose compare they count the rest but pelse So they the Master-theefe congratulate And to his home attend him all in state His
Whereof they brought for solemne Sacrifice And for the feast a wondrous multitude To satisfie both ciuill men and rude Some meet the King a great way off for ioy Some neare and all cry-out Vive le Roy. The graue Gymnosophists maintaine their state And meet the King not much beyond the gate Of sacred field and there they kisse his hands The Queene within the porch of Temple stands Receiues him there with men of noble ranks And all for victorie the Gods giue thanks Then out of Cloyster to the place they went Of Sacrifice and set them in their Tent Foure-square it was and pillarets in steed At eu'rie corner born-vp with a reed As big as trunke of Oake in Canopee Met close aboue with boughs of Phoenix tree Another Tent there was two stories high Wherein aboue the pictures set are by Of Memnon Perseus and Andromeda Of whom the Blackmore Kings I cannot say How true it is but as it is pretended From time to time are lineally descended Hereunder sit the graue Gymnosophists Round about the Souldiours keepe the lists That force of people breake not vpon those Who should doe Sacrifice amid the close The King them told what for the Common-wealth Was lately done and all pray for his health He then commands according t'ancient guise Whom-to it long'd proceed to Sacrifice For now the time of day grew toward Noone Three Altars were there two for Sun and Moone Together set the third for Bacchus was By 't selfe alone and this for offring has All sorts of creatures to the God of wine Th'vncleane and cleane th'impure and pure encline But th' other two for either heau'nly light That all the world about doe shine so bright The Sun white horses had for swiftest flight The Moone for helping tillage oxen white And while men busie be preparing those Confused cries among the peopl ' arose For humane Sacrifice of strangers tane That after custome first should there be slaine The King them all appeas'd with beck'ning hand And for the strangers bringing gaue command They brought are loose the rest all heauie and sad The Greekes vndaunted rather seeming glad And cheerfully Chariclia cast her eyes Vpon Persina which the Queene espies And marking was affected much and said With deep-set sigh O husband what a Maid Haue you pickt-out to kill so sweet a face I neuer saw With what a cheerfull grace And haughtie courage comes she to her death The daught'r I brought you had she drawn her breath Till now I thinke should beare the selfe-same age What pitie it is that on this bloudy stage The flowre of Maids is brought I should delight In such a waiter if I saue her might A Greeke I thinke the more I pitie her case For if you marke it sh' hath no Gypsie face A Greeke indeed quoth he and though she said Here parents will be here it cannot aid I pittie her my selfe but cannot stead Except it proue sh' hath lost her Maiden-head Which must be tri'd by fire And if 't be so For you to take her were it fit or no No matter quoth the Queene or maid or wife Or otherwise so I but saue her life Captiuitie and warre and banishment Though fault committed were excuse intent So said sh'and hardly could her swelling eye Conceale th' affection from the standers-by Then call'd the King for th' artificiall fire That wont discerne the broken from th' entire For though it were with burning gold made hot Yet man or woman virgin burnt it not That gold by fire and woman 's tri'd by gold And men by women cannot be control'd Though Maid to try by scaping thus enfir'd It cannot be but from aboue inspir'd Theagenes is call'd and all admire So young so goodly a man t' endure the fire To see him tri'd so was Chariclia glad Though no suspition of his loue she had And grieu'd againe when triall was so done He should be sacrifis'd vnto the Sunne As said the King To her Theagenes Then softly said among such peopl ' as these Is Sacrifice reward of chastity And death of honest life Sweet heart but why Reueale you not your selfe to saue our life You see me neere the Sacrificers knife Or will you stay vntill you see me dead Or till your mothers sword strike-off your head I prethee saue me yet I care not I So thou be sure to liue although I die The time 's at hand quoth she what shall I say Our fortunes now are all at Hay now hay Then op't her fardell quickly drest her selfe In sacred mantle that she brought from Delph Dispred her golden haire about her shoulders And to th' amazement there of all beholders On fire she leapt in furie as 't were diuine That made her beautie more and more to shine And hurt her not All wonder many weepe That she her maiden-head so well should keepe To make her die Persina most of all Affected is and rising from her stall Entreats the King In vaine you speake quoth he And troubl ' vs all for that which cannot be The Gods you see doe choose her since she leapt Vpon the fire and therefore haue her kept Vntainted hitherto but O yee Wise Wherefore begin you not the Sacrifice Sisimithres replies then out of hand In Greeke that all there might not vnderstand Far bee 't O King with Sacrifices such Polluted are w'already too too much But wee 'll aside into the Temple draw And not assist man-sacrifising Law Wherewith the Gods offended are we know Yet sith the people needs will haue it so 'T is meet the King doe stay and see it done For feare the vulgar to disorder run And after shall your Maiestie haue need Be cleansed for assisting such a deed And yet not so for done it shall not bee A beame about the strangers heads I see Which plainly tels me that some Pow'r Diuine In tok'n of aid hath cast on them this shine So saying rose and all his company So parting were Chariclia presently From fire downe running fell before his way And said O reu'rend Sire beseek you stay I haue to plead against his royall grace And you are only iudge in such a case As I am told then heare and quickly know That such a death I ought not vndergoe The stranger then quoth he O King appeales Now doe her right as father of Common-weales Hydaspes smil'd and said how can it be Or what hath such an one to doe with me That shall you know quoth he if she declare But Sir repli'd the King you must beware You giue not way for iudgement or Appeale To wrong a King and Fath'r of Common-weale As you me terme and doe me this disgrace Against a Captiue so to plead my case Sisimithres reparted Equitie Respects not high Degrees or Maiestie But he that right with reason best maintaines At Iustice bar is only man that raignes But with mine owne repli'd the King and not With strangers ought I thus to try my lot O Sir
sonnes intended war t' appease But rather goe she paus'd and said your sonne If that be Thyamis I am vndone How so quoth he You know quoth she and where Theagenes and I his pris'ners were My seeming beautie mischieuous to me So there enflam'd your sonne if this be he That I to saue our libertie and life Delaying promise made to be his wife My sonne is not so far run out of way Quoth Calasire but I shall make him stay Or if you doubt inuent some how I pray For cunning y' are I see to make delay Some how we may enquire and not be knowne She smil'd and said Sir my way or your owne In iest or earnest little skilth it now Theagenes and I had such a how But were preuented e're we could prepare And 't was in forme of beggars clad to fare This if you please now 〈◊〉 put in vre For pouertie makes all men walke secure Be pitti'd not enui'd and victailes get Which vnto trauellers are deerest set And world so false in now that by your leaue Who will not be deceiued must deceiue But thinke we not so long what must be wrought That we forget to practise that is thought He could not choose but at her reason smile And all in haste prepares them for that wile Then there in Chemmis after parted faire With Nausicles and his new marri'd paire Now on the way in place conuenient They change their clothes and as a begging went She Doxy-like and he as Patrikoe With hundred-patched cloke lent on her bow And halted when he met or man or page And crookt his shoulders more than had his age Or as a blinde man poring on the land Sometime Chariclia led him by the hand He bore her quiuer bound-vp at his backe Like some thing else and she in slubber'd packe Her best attire and jewels then besmut Her face and hardly counterfeits a slut When fouler faces vse a Painters knacke To make them faire she needs be painted blacke O all that looke in glasse and finde you faire Doe nothing that the credit might impaire Of those sored and white and comely graces If beautie faile with vertue mend your faces A shew may soone deceiue the vulgar eye But he that lookt on her iudicially Might well perceiue in black-well-featur'd face Of nose of lip of cheeke eye brow the grace As when a cloud is o're Diana drawne Or Venus looking th'row blacke cobweb lawne Was neuer seene a Maiden comlier Nor vnder duskie cloud so bright a sterre Yet Sir quoth she you seeme one of the Bench O good your Worship pitie a poore young wench Good Dame quoth he my right hand is me rest And no true finger least is on my left And she againe once poore and euer poore For wealth is giu'n to none but had before Then he againe yet winde in driuing snow From higher places oft fils vp the low Thus when between themselues they had protested As beggars doe and each at other iested To Bessa-ward they trudge and by Sun-set Had seene the Towne but see what was their let Dead bodies many finde they laid aground On heapes and all of some yet bleeding wound And while they view'd the carkasses they meet An aged woman creeping hands and feet And much lamenting o're a young man slaine And t' aske of her they thought it not in vaine As Calasiris did in Gypsie toung What mischiefe had so many laid along And what was he whom she lamented so She said my sonne late forc'd to battell go With Thyamis our Chiefe against the powre Of Mitranes and all his Persian flowre He came to sacke our Towne for one mans sake Whom he had sent to Memphis from the Lake This man by Thyamis pretending right Was entercepted cause of all this fight And willb ' of more for slaine is Mitranes And all his men by ours Orondates Will seeke reuenge which our men to preuent And vnawares to take the Foe haue sent A puissant armie Memphis to beleaguer And Chiefe and all are thereon set more eager To get his right of Priesthood by none other With-held but eu'n his owne and younger brother But you are strangers here full well I see And whither goe yee to the towne quoth hee You cannot safely lodge quoth she in towne So late in time of war and both vknowne Yet if you please quoth he vs entertaine We may I trust to night well there remaine Th' old woman answer'd I haue now in hand An earnest night-worke if you further stand Till all be done and best you keepe aloofe To morrow will I doe for your behoofe Then what she said he told the Lady in Greeke And they repose them in a bushie creeke He slept a while with quiuer vnd'r his head Chariclia made her packet serue for bed But only sate and slept not on 't for feare And vnto Philomela's song gaue eare Till Cynthia rose and shew'd as tales imply Her man and bush or as Philosophy Her spoongie part though we now vnderstand 'T is nothing else but face of sea and land As 't were in glasse for in the Torrid Zone Betwixt the Moon and th' earth thicke cloud is none She cleerly shining three dayes dayes past the full Made seene how this old witch heau'd vp the skull Of her dead sonne and with her negromancie A vice that Gypsie women greatly fancie Him forc'd to speake yet once more vnt'his mother And tell her if her second sonne his brother Should safe returne from war he told her no And that her selfe should soone receiue a blow For iust reward and specially because She made the liuing know the dead-man lawes For here 's a Priest quoth he and here 's a Maid That see your pranks by him may be allaid The war betwixt his sonnes so bee 't he haste And she shall get her Loue and reigne at last Chariclia wakt th' old man at first to see And heare this all and all interprets hee And hearing this the witch all in a rage So playes her Scene vpon this deadly stage With sword in hand that had she stranger found Sh 'had laid them soone among the dead aground But as by Moon-light flourishing she lope Now here now there to hit vncertaine scope At vnawares vpon the sharpest part Of broken speare she ran herselfe to th' heart So punisht was th'abominabl ' offence So works of darknesse haue their recompence Finis Libri sexti THE Faire AEthiopian NO sooner gan appeare the dawning day But Calasiris and Chariclia With danger past affright and fearing worse By losse of time as prophesied the Corse Depart and trudge to Memphis-ward and found When they came there a Campe pight on the ground Before the wals for in the Towne the States Had fortified themselues and shut their gates And let Portcullice downe aduertised Of enemies approach by some that fled As alway scape in battaile more or lesse From Host of Mitranes o'rethrown at Besse Now therefore Thyamis to siege addrest
Meroebus anger'd gaue a stamp Though greatly pleas'd therewith was all the Camp Chariclia's colour went and came the while But at the fall she laught beyong a smile This Queene of Di'monds fairest of the packe Was she that holpe the red suit win the blacke But soone was dampt her victorie for loe The King arising from his Throne said O What pittie 't is that such a man should die Vntimely death but helpe it cannot I. Come young man now remaines that you be crown'd For Sacrifice and yet this deed renown'd Deserues no lesse then set a golden stem Vpon his head beset with pearle and Gem And weeping said triumph though by our Lay The ioy thereof will haue an end to day But sith I cannot free you though I strivve Aske what I may doe for you whilst you liue And I shall grant it Then Theagenes If sacrific'd I must be let it please Your Maiestie that your so new-found heire May vse the sword vpon me and I le obey her The King was strook remembring how that clause Agreed with hers yet would not search the cause But said I promis'd what I might but this I may not doe against the Law it is That saith the Sacrifice still out be laid By one that is a wife not by a Maid She hath an husband quoth the Knight To that Repli'd the King you speake you know not what And like a man to die the fire hath cleane Refuted that conceit except you meane Meroebus here whom I intend t' aduance By marrying her as you haue heard perchance You neuer shall effect it quoth the Knight If I conceiue Chariclia's minde a right And you may trust me as a Sacrifice That of the truth diuinely prophesies To that Meroebus Sacrifices slaine Doe prophesie not while they liue remaine And father well you said and hit himpat At point of death he speakes he knowes not what 'T were good you sent him vnto th'Alt'r againe And at your leisure put him out of paine So sent he was The Princesse that before Had some small ioy receiu'd with hope of more For game at wrestling won now gan to droope When vnto death againe she saw him stoope Her mother comforts her and saith full well He might be sau'd if she would further tell What was betwixt them When she saw no way But plainly must a Maidens loue bewray And sith it was but to the Queene that bore her She pluckt-vp heart and laid the case before her Meanewhile the King Embassadours if moe Yet were to come a Sergeant sent to know The same brings word againe that from Sieen Are letters come with gifts to King and Queene A graue old man comes in as one elect To bring the letters and to this effect T' Hydaspes King of Indies West and East Orondates of all his Traine the least By Deeds of Armes your valour all men see And bounteousnesse by fauour shew'd to mee And sith your all-admired Maiestie Me gaue so soone th' Aegyptian Satrapie It makes me thinke this little suit that I Haue now to make you will me not deny A certaine Maid to me from Memphis sent As I am told by some that with her went And are escapt is by your high command With others captiue brought to Meroland I pray me send her this I vndertake Both for her owne and for her fathers sake Who seeking her was tooke by some of mine Before the peace and left at Elpentine Now prayest ' appeare before your Maiestie In hope to taste herein your clemencie O King returne him not with heauie thought But glad to finde the grace we both haue sought When this was read the King said where is he That seekes a daughter captiue let me see Th' old man who brought the letters said 't is I. Then said the King I will you not deny A fathers suit and well it shall me please To grant this first request t' Orondates There are but ten and one hath Parents knowne Goe view the rest and finding take your owne The man for verie ioy began to greet And fell before the King and kist his feet Then view'd them all but his there could not finde And told the King you se quoth he my minde Th' old man hung downe his head and sorely wept Yet looking vp againe to th' Altar stept And as in sudden furie fast he goes And on Theagenes as'twere a noose His twisted tippet casts The Knight gaue way And let th' old man alone to doe or say What ere he list for though by such a swing Content he was to come before the King And looke againe vpon Chariclia Deiected since he last was sent away The Dotard puls and cries I haue I haue That false Aeacide maiden-stealing Slaue And drawes him willing to be drawne before The King and State and thus begins to rore O King behold this is that wicked wight Who stole my daught'r and now like hypocrite At Altar kneeles they could not well arreed What 't was he meant but wonder'd at the deed And some it pittied some it mou'd to laughter To heare him cry My daughter O my daughter My daughter thus far haue I sought in vaine O Templ ' at Delph O Phoebus O Diane The King commands him tell his case more plaine 'T was Charicles who thus began againe The maine truth hiding Sire I had a childe A guirle although I say 't both faire and milde As any could be seene of flesh and blood Who seru'd Diana vowing maiden-hood In famous Templ ' at Delph this Thessalite Himselfe pretending Achillaean Knight From Phoebus Templ ' and from within the gate Her stole a way and left me desolate Wrong is't to you that place if one profane Your Sun is Phoebus and your Moone Diane When I had sought all ouer Thessalie Pelasgiot Estaetin Phthiotie And found them not I had intelligence The Priest of Memphis had them guided thence And him then seeke I but I found him dead A sonne of his then priesting in his stead Who told me all how that my guirle was sent T' Orondates then to Siene I went And taken was and staid at Elpentine Vntill the Satrap hither sent m'in fine And here I finde yet her I cannot say But this the man that tooke her first a way So held his peace and many brackish teares Fell downe his cheekes vpon his siluer haires Then King to Knight to this Sir what say you Theagenes repli'd Sir all is true Me thiefe and rauisher confesse I must As vnto him but vnto you am just Restore him then the Damsell quoth the King Not he that stole but he that hath the thing Repli'd the Knight restore it ought your selfe The Damsell haue the Priestesse was at Delph 'T is eu'n your daughter faire Chariclia And if he see her so the man will say They all are mou'd and then Sisimithres Who knew it true embraced Charicles And said your nursling whom I once you gaue Is well and her now her right parents haue With that Chariclia this old man to meet Ran from the Queene and fell downe at his feet And said O father deere to me as they Who me begot because I went away So rudely leauing you and holy Delph Take what reuenge you will I yeeld my selfe With that Persina kist the King and said Beleeue my Lord of this our daughter maid This all is true and no man else but he That noble Grecian must her husband be And now by many signes all vnderstood The Gods would haue no more of humane blood The King agreed and glad was of such heires To beare with him the burd'n of Kings affaires Then on their head he set in full renowne The white silke Turban with the Blackmore Crowne And two by two to Mâ—roë they ride Persina with her new-come daughter Bride Hydaspes with his sonne Theagenes And Priest of Delphos with Sisimithres There many dayes together and many nights They celebrate with ioy the nuptiall rites And as they sate at boord with royall cheere What ere was daintie were it ne're so deere A curle-head blacke-boy taught by Zanzibar Who th' Art to learne had trauelled as far As th' Isle of Britain sung to th' Irish harp How Sun and Moone about the Center warp And passing thr'ow the signes of heauenly Ring Make Summer first then Autumne Winter Spring How Greeke Achilles Troian Hector slew And thrice about the Citie wall him drew How mightie Memnon faire Aurora's son Before he fell had many a battell won How Perseus came in t ' Aethiopia And from Sea-monster freed Andromeda Whose picture faire in black Kings chamber seene That Faire-one made be borne of Blackmore Queene This haue I wrought with day-and-nightly swinke To file our tongue so rough let no man thinke It was for wealth or any vaine desire As of a minde that aimes at nothing higher T' enable me to till or let more land T' haue men and women-seruants at command To stretch my selfe on costly bed of state In faire-hung chamber furnished with plate Or in Caroch to whirle the Towne about With humble suitors follow'd home and out To quaffe in chrystall glasse the deerest grapes And make my guests therewith as merrie as Apes To weare the linnen fine and white as milke And purpl ' engrain'd of softest wooll and silke With mule in street to see my foot-cloth fould In field on horse to stamp the grassie mould At wilde-goose chase or after hawke or hound Or run for siluer bell and hundred pound For none of these what rhen that abl ' I bee Without debt or restraint of libertee At land and sea peace and war booke and sword With more effect to serue my Sou'raigne Lord To write road giue keepe hospitalitee As heretofore haue done mine Ancestree That after-câ—mmers know when I am dead I somâ— goo◠〈…〉 life endevoured 〈◊〉 I cannot muâ—◠〈…〉 to 〈◊〉 vse 〈◊〉 Make causey draiâ—â— bridge â—â—â—mon 〈…〉 Poore boyes binde Prentice marrie 〈…〉 When Common-wealth requires such kinde of aids Nor purchase and restore vnto the Church Th'improued Tythes that Auarice did lurch Nor yet build wall fort hospitall or schoole To keepe my name vndrown'd in Lethe poole Yet will I labour what I can with pen To profit my succeeding Countrey-men In vaine may seeme is wealth or learning lent To man that leaues thereof no monument FINIS