heaven earth and Sea aâ—â—aiâ—e Doth prophesie the threefold worke shall fall Then since all things to dissolution come Wâ—y â—hou'dst thou for thy losse make such great moâ—e He was a â—opefull Prince wâ—â—le that he liv'd And from a Royall stocke he was deriv'd But he was mortall nor besiâ—es could he That still maintained warres be from dangers free For lâ—fe is given unto us most free Given to use without paying usury Nor on condition that we must repay It on a certaine but uncertaine day Fortune at pleasure doth our time dispence And both young men and old she taketh hence For through the world she abroad doth thunder By force crushing what she will bring under And being blind her selfe she in her pride In Chariot drawne with blind â—orses doth ride Yet take heed least complaints her wrath exciâ—e Doe not provoke a goddesse of such might For shee that so unkind to thee doth seeme Hath oftentimes more fovourable beene For you are nobly bâ—râ—e and you have beene Enrich'd with tâ—o Sonnes and are great loves Queene And Caesar still victorious did come home And in his warres doth prosperously goe on And both the Neroes were their mothers joy They beate their enemies and did them de 〈◊〉 This Rhene and Alpine vales can tâ—stisie The River Itargus which blood did dye And Danubius Daâ—iâ—s Apulâ—s which nigh Pontus in the farthest part of the world doe lye Armenians put to 〈◊〉 Dalmaâ—ians conquered Pannonicus on the high mountaines scattered And Germany to Romes subjection brought Behold her merit 's greater than her fault Besides thy Sonne was absent nor would she To view the death of tâ—y Sonne suffer thee And that griefe to thy mind might gently slow Thou by relation didst of thy losse know Besides thy feare thy sorrowes did prevent Because that he such dangers underwent That when of perils thou didst onely heare They put thy mind into a mazed feare Griefe did not suddenly on thy heart ceaze But when that feare had softend it by degrees Iupiter gave signes did â—is death betoken When Temples three were by his thunder stroken Iunoes Minervas whom nought can affright And Caesars were thunder stooke in the night The starres out of the heavens fled they say And Luciser forsooke his wonted way Luâ—ifer through the world appeard to none Not morning starre did breake of day foreron The setting of this starre betokend than The following death of some great Noble man But 〈◊〉 thy other Sonne live till he be Old that he may afford comfort to thee May he live tâ—ose yeares were due to his brother Till Mother and Sonne both grow old together Tâ—e gods I hope will make amends to thee After Dâ—usus death to send prosperity Yet thou darst humour thy griefes which are greaâ— And cherishest an abstinence fâ—om meate And for some few houres thou werteven dead Although great Caesars selfe thee comforted Though he besought thee and did often chide And powerfull hot waters to thee applâ—d Nor did thy Sonnes entreatâ—ies lessâ— care shew To save his mothers life as he ougâ—t to doe To thy Husband and Sonne we beholding are Because that Livia lives still by their care Suppresse thy teares they cannot him recover Whom Charons fatall boate hath carried over Though Hectors brothers sisters wife and father And some Astyanax wayld his death together And his old mother they could not fetch him backe No ghost can be row'd o're the Stygian lake The truth hereof is in Aâ—hillis found Whose bones lye buried in the Trojan ground For whom Panope unloosd her blew haire Enlarging her streame did shed many a teare With hundred goddesses and the old father Oâ—eanus with his old wife together â—nd chiefely Theâ—is yet all could not be So powerfull to make gods câ—ange their decree Why doe I repeare ancient matters here Octaâ—â—â— for Marcellus shâ—d many a â—eare And Caesar wept for both of them being dead And many teares before the people shed But deatâ—s seveâ—e doome is irrevocable No hand to lengthen â—â—reds of life iâ— able Should he come from Avernian shores to thee He would speake in this manner valiantly Why dost count my yeares since that I did live To greater age than yeares to me did give For since brave actions doe make an old man I would have my age reckon'd by them They did fill up my age not yeares and I Wish a long â—â—othfull age to my enemy The Neroes being my royall Ancestrâ— In Punicke warres sâ—ine might admonish thee And my being one of Caesars progeny Might shew you mother what my 〈◊〉 should be Yet my dissent desert encreased not But honours which I by myselfe have got For thus the Titles which I got read be Consull and Conquerour of Germany My Statue doth declare and shew the praiâ—â— Of Conquests decked with Apolloes Bayes And I was sensible of mâ— Funerall Of the concourse of my friends and names were read Of all the Nations I had conquered And how the young men most officious were While they my hearse most solemnely did beare And lastly sacred Caesar praised me And my death drew teares from his Majesty Then why should any pitty me teares keepe This I enâ—reate for whom thou now dost weepe Drusus ghost in the shades below thinkes thus And of so great a man beleeve no lesse Thou hast one Sonne who stead of many may be And may thy eldest Sonne long live with thee Thou hast a husband and while he doth live It doth disgrace thee Livia thus to grieve FINIS
corne Or how much sweete thâ—me Hybla doth adorne How many birds cut the ayre with their wing How many fishes through the Sea doe swim Before thou canst all my griefes understand Which I have suffered both by Sea and land No people than the Getes more cruell be Yet they have pittyed my misery Which if I should describe to thee in verse An Iliad of my griefes I should rehearse Yet feare I not thou wilt inconstant prove Hâ—ving had many pledges of thy love But since that misery feares everything And joy from me long time hath banishâ— beene â—y sorrowes are into a custome growne As water drops oft falling make a stone â—ollow so Fortune doth me so oft wound That no place for a new stroke can be found Nor is the plough by often use more worne the Appian way by bending wâ—eeles more torne Than is my breast with length of misery â—et I have nothing found that could â—â—lpe me â—ome by the liberall Arâ—s have gotten fame â—ut by my gifts destruction I did gaine My former lâ—â—e was blamelâ—sse without spot Yet this in misery avayl'd me not Great faults are pardon'd when that friends entreate But none at all in my behalâ—e would spâ—ake Tâ—oubles befall some when tâ—ey present be But I was absent when they fell on me Though Caesars wrath not crush where it is bent â—eproch was added to my punishment The time doth often lighten banishment â—ut in the winter I to Sea was sent And Ships oft â—nd tâ—e winter calme enough 〈◊〉 ship found not the Sea more rough â—aithfull companions might some comâ—ort be â—ut I was robbed by my company â—or the place of Exile no land doth lâ—e Vnder both Poles so full of misery â—is comfort to our Country to be nâ—ere â—'me in the farthest part of the world heere â—y Caesars power banisht men protected are â—ut Poâ—tus still is troubled with fierce warre To spend the time in ploughing of the â—â—eld â—s a delight which doth some pleasure yeeld But the â—ierce enemy lying neere us will Not suffer us to plough the ground or till The mind and body love a temperate aire Sarnâ—atian fâ—ces with cold frozen are To drinke sweete water doth the pallate plâ—ase Our water is salt like that in the Seas Though all things faile my minde doth overcome And that is it which makes my body strong To beare a burthen you must strive withall But if you bend or yeeld then you will fall And my hope that the Princes wrath may be Appeald doth make me live and câ—mâ—orts me And you no small comfort to me doe yeeld Whose faith I in my troubles have beheld Proceede as you have now begunne I pray Leav◠〈◊〉 a Ship in the miâ—st of the Sea Me and your judgement you shall so preserve Which judg'd that I your friendship did deserve ELEGIE VIII To Cotta THe Caesars Pictures that like the gods be Which Cotta you sent were delivâ—r'd me And that your giâ—t might more acceptance find Livia's there was with the Caesars joyn'd These silver peeces are than gold more blest Whâ—reon the Caesars figures are exprest You could have given no greater wealth to me Then Pictures wherein I three godâ— see To see the gods in Picture comforts me To speake as t were unto their Majesty Me thinkes remote lands doe not me containe But I returned in the City am I doe see Caesars face as I did before Though I scarce have hope to see him more And as before I salute his Majesty If I returnd I could not happier be What doe not we behold but the Pallace Whereto great Caesars presence giveth grace Beholding him me thinkes I Rome doe sâ—e His face presents his Empire unto me Dreame I or doth his Pictuâ—e still appeare To threaten as with me he angry were O spare me then whose vertues doe excâ—ede And in thy just revenge doe not â—roceede Spare me young Prince the glory of our time Whose nature doth to Soveraignty encline By thy land to thee than thy selfe more deare By the gods who doe alwayes heare thy prayeâ— And by your Consort who was found to be Fit oâ—ely to match with your Majesty And by thy Sonne so like in vertues growne Tâ—at to be thine he may be thereby knowne And by all your other kindred who be By your command advanc'd to high degree Abate my punishment and grant that I May live 〈◊〉 from the Sytâ—ian enemy And you that next unto great Caesar are Be not averse unto my humble prayer So may subdued Germany soone be Carry'd in solemne triumph before thee So may thy Father live to Nestors years And thy old mother untill â—he appeares A Cumâ—an Sybâ—ll and mayst thou long Be unto both of them a happy Sonne And you his royall Queene be pleasd to grant The humble prayers of a poore supplyant So may your husband and your progeny Live in health and your royall family So may Drusus onely of your off-spring dye Being snatcht from you by fate in Germany So may thy Sonne on his white horse soone be The revenger of his brothers destiny Ye gentle powers 〈◊〉 this my fearefull prayer Helpe me since you by picture present are I take delight your countenance to see Since thrâ—e gods in one house encluded be Hâ—ppy are they wâ—o in your presence doe Your Majesties â—n â— not your picture view Which since my haplesse fate to me envyes I â—dore the pictures of your Majesties Thus men did know the gods in the skies hid And for great Iove Ioves Image honour did Let not your Images which shall still reside With me here in this hatefull place abide My head shall sooner be cut from my necke My eyes be dig'd out and lye on my cheeke Then I wâ—nt the pictures of your Majesty In banishment they shall my comfort be For you I would â—mbrace if by the stout Arm'd Getes I were encompassd round about And following the Romane Eagles I Will follow the pictures of yâ—ur Majesty But my desires are to deceive me bent Or tâ—ere is hope of milder banishment The Pictures aspects doe more mild appeare And seeme as if they granted my desire And may my fearefull mind the truth presage That Caesars wrath although just may aâ—â—wage ELEGIE IX To Cotys COtys who art of a royall Progenie Fetching from Eumolpus thy Pedigree If Fame have brought the newes unto your â—are That in a Country neere you I live here Then heare my humble speech gentâ—e young man And helpe a banisht man since that yoh can Fortune deliverd me to thee nor I Complaine she was not then my eneâ—y On thy shore to â—â—ceive me shipwrackt please Let not thy land be unsafer than Seas To helpe the distrest is a royall thing And such great men as you are doth beseeme This becomes your fortune which though it be Great is not like your minds nobility For power can never better be expresâ— Than when it heares and grants a just request Thy great descent requireth
Caesar your Grandfather whose vertues were Such that he is now made a shining starre Verses partly the câ—iefe maintainâ—rs be Of his most saâ—red gracious memory Therefore if any wit â—emaine in me Germanicus it shall at thy service be Then being a Poet thou wilt not contemne A Poets love but judge e're thou condemne Wert thou not called to greater dignity The glory of the Muses thou wouldst be Thou wouldst rather give matter for verse than make Verses and yet thou canst not them forsake Now thou mak'st warre then in a verses measure Dost write those warreâ— thus warre is but thy pleasure And as Apollâ— skild in Harpe and Bow So that both strings his sacred fingers know So learning is not wanting unto thee Nor Arts that suite with Principality But in thy royall mind Ioves Soveraignty Is mingled with the Muses Poetry Then since that we are banish'd from that Spring Which by a stroke of Pegasus hoofe did begin Let it availe me something that I am A Poâ—t and doe sacred rites maintaine That I may leave the Getes and shoaâ—es which are Subject to the Coralli who skins weare That if I must live banishd I may come To live in some place neerer unto Rome That I may celebrate your praise in verse And suddenly your glorious deedes rehearse And deare Suillui by earnest prâ—yer require The gods to grant your Father in lawes desire ELEGIE IX To Gracinus Ovid from Euxine shoare not when he would Graecinus sends thâ—e health but whence he could I wish that it that morning may meete thee When thou receiv'st the Consuls dignity Since when thou as Consull shalt carri'd be To the Capitoll I shall not goe with thee â—ay my Letter on that day be receiv'd And so performe my duty in my stead But if to better fates I had beene borne And that my Fortunes had runne smoothly on I had saluted thee in presence then Which now my hand performeth by my pen And I would mingle kisses with each word Which should honour unto both of us afford I should be so proud if this day once came So that thy house could scarce my pride containe And while the Senate walked on each side I as a horseman should before thee ride And though I desir'd still next thee to abide I should be glad not to be next thy side I would endure the peoples throng and presse And to be throng'd so count it happinesse And I shâ—uld also then rejoyce to sâ—e What troopes of people beare thee company And I who am mov'd with each vulgar sight To see thy purple robes should take delight And to see thy 〈◊〉 wrought with Imagery Which is carv'd on Numidian Ivory Then comming to the Tarpeianâ—ower againe While Sacrifices at thy command were slaine The god in the midst of it had heard me Giving thankes for giving me this dignity And giving Frankinsence with gratefull minde For joy of honour unto thee assign'd And amongst thy friends I should reckon'd be If the more gentle fates had sufferd me To be in the City so that what I doe Behold in thought I with my eyes might view But they were not pleasd and perhaps justly My cause of punishment why should I deny Yet in mind which cannot banisht be Thy purple robes and ornaments I see And how to people thou dost justice doe And thinke I me present at thy counsels too Or how the Cities rents are improv'd by thee And are cast up with much fidelity Or how in Senate thou mak'st an Oration Or for the publicke good holdst consultation Or how thou dost fat Oxen sacrifice To god-like Caesar for thy dignities And I wish when thy better prayers are made Thou would pray that their wrath might be allayd These words will make the flame rise from the fire Vpon the Altar and to mount up higher Till then â—le cease complaints and as I may When thou art Consull keepe a Holyday And this no lesse a cause of joy shall be That thy brother succeedes thee in dignity Thou on Decembers last dost it forsake He on the last of Ianuary shall it take Mutuall love shall you to joy encline You fâ—r your brothers honour he for thine Twice Consull you shall in each other be And double honour shall grace your family Which honour is so great that there can be In Martiall Rome no greater dignity Beside it is more honour unto thee To have such honour given by his Majesty And may Caesar still thinke you 〈◊〉 to be Worthy of such honour and dignity If winds stand faire to hoyst sayles doe not faile That my Ship out of Stygian waves may saile Graecinus Flaâ—cus did of late command And the Land about Ister in peace maintaind I le by the Mysiaâ— people in fidelity And the Bow bearing Getes did terrifie By speedy valour he did Trâ—â—â—es take And Dâ—nubâ—ed with salvage blood did make â—nquire of him how 〈◊〉 doth lye And how I am frighted by the enemy Or if their shafts are dipt in Serpentsgall Or if that men for sacrifices fall Or that Pontus with cold be frozen over And that Ice many leagues of it doth covâ—â— Thâ—n aske how I am esteem'd and how I Doe spend the time here in hard misery I am not hated nor deserve to be My mind is not chang'd by adversity My mind enjoyes her owne tranquility Which hath beene praised heretofore by thee And thy speech retaines that old modesty Which was wont usuall in it to be Such I was and am where the enemy Gives to the sword the lawes validity So that Graecinus for many yeares none can Complaine of us not woman child nor man This makes the 〈◊〉 so kind to be Because the Country doth thinke well of me I Some wish I were gone since I it desire But for their owne sakes wish I may stay here Besides some publicke decrees extant be That doe give praise and priviledge to me And the Townes round about doe honour me Though glory doth not suite with misery Nor is my piety unknowne in this Land The Caesars pictures in my house doe stand His Sonnes Image and wives there placed be Equall to god-like Caesar in Majesty And to make up his family on each hand His Nephewes by Father and Mother side stand To these I pray and oâ—â—er sacrifice When the day breaketh from the Easterne skies And if you askeâ— â—ll 〈◊〉 can testifie My pious duty and say I doe not lye Pontus knowes that with such sports as I may I here doe celebrate Caesars birth day Nor is my love to strangers lesser knowne If any from Propontus hither come Perhaps your brother heard thus much of me In whose rule Pontus enjoy'd liberty My fortune is unto my minde unlike Which makes my gifts and sacrifices â—light Nor doe I it to show my Piety But am pleasd to doe good in secresie Yet these things may come unto Caesars eare Who of all matters in the world doth heare Thou Caesar joyn'd to the
breake his speech ere halâ—e done Thou wishedst that thy death like his might be If that the fates to dye would suffer thee But heaven is unto thy deserts most due And Ioves great Court shall gladly receive you What would he have to please you he desir'd And by his death to 〈◊〉 he hath aspir'd The Cohorts on his hearse attended all Both horsemen and 〈◊〉 at 's â—unerall And with acclamations theâ— cald on thy name While opposd 〈◊〉 sent bacâ—e their voâ—ce againe Old Tibers yellow stâ—eame being afeard Out of the 〈◊〉 lifted up his head His blew â—sapnâ— of Mosse and reed Then with his great hand he did stroke aside And Rivâ—rs of teares he sent from his eyes Which his 〈◊〉 to receive could not suffice For he resolv'd the â—unerall â—lame to quench And take the untouchâ— body away from thence He staid his waters and did stop their course To wash away the fire with greater â—orce But Mars from the next Temple did begin With teares in following manner to speake to him Rivers may be wrath Tyber wrath command Not thou nor any one can fate withstand My Souldier in the warre he perished Mongst swords the Captaine for his Country dy'd I gave what I couldâ— victory he did gaine The Conqueror's gone but victory doth remaine I doubt with Clothos and the Sisters two Who the severe threds of maâ—â—s life forth drew That Râ—mus and his brother who builded Rome The power of death by any way might shunne Take what I can grant said one of the three As â—â—ou desirest both of them shall beâ— To thee and Vâ—nus the Caesars translated In Martâ—all Rome shall gods be consecrated Thus sung the goddâ—sses Tiber it vaine Doe not then strive to quench the funerall flame Hinder not honours to the young Prince done But lâ—t thy streame most gently glide along He obeyes and forward rouleth himselfe on Hidden under his bankes of Pumice stone The â—lame was loath to touch his sacred head And slowly round about the â—earse did spred But when the wood had fed it 〈…〉 And stâ—aightway mount up to the starry skies As that â—ire on the Mount 〈◊〉 had done When Hercules was â—aid and burntâ—t ereâ—n Alasse his beauty and his generous forme And mildâ— aspected face the fire did burne His hands and Princely figure were burnt thereby And noble brest full of ingenuity The hopes of many were burn'd in those flames While funerall â—ire his mothers joy contâ—ines Yet â—is deedes live and glory by paines wonne This remaines this the funerall fire doth shunâ—e All ages shall read him in History He shall the subject of wit and â—erse be His Titles shall in pleading places be read That Drusus dy'd for us it shall be said But Germany no pardon 〈◊〉 for thee Thou shalt with death hereafter punisht be I shall behold thy Kings by the necke chain'd And their fierce hands within hard bands contain'd Them looking with sad countenances I shall see While teares fast downe their cheekes unwillingly Those Spirits that of Drusus death prov'd were Shall be delivered to the Executioner And I with joy shall then behold and see How their naked bodies spâ—ead in the ways be Let Auroâ—a with her purple sterdes soone bring This day when such great Triumphs may be seene And honours to the Ledean brothers done And Temples which may then be seene at Rome How soone hath he perform'd his Princely part And dy'd old to his Countâ—y bâ— desert Drusus no gifts given unto thee shall see Nor tâ—tles which o're â—â—mple gates write be Oft â—â—ro shall in tearâ—s his speech thus smother Goe I to the bâ—otâ—ers Temple thaâ— hath no brother Drusus thou wouldst not returne till thou were Victoriâ—us and so thou weâ—t a â—onquerouâ— We lost â—ur Consull and Captaâ—e and now all The Cittie mournes foâ— tâ—ee in geâ—erall Thy souldiers facâ—s â—ull of sorrow be To Drususâ—apleâ—â—e but full of loâ—alty Of which some liâ—ting up their hands towards thee Have sayd why goest without our company â—Drusâ—s wortâ—y wife wâ—at can I say Fit to be Drusus moâ—â—ers 〈◊〉 in law An â—quail paire â—e valianâ—est of men And 〈◊〉 with like affâ—ction Iâ—ving him Thou werâ— a Pâ—ircesse he did thee esteeme No lâ—sse than if thou hadst great Ioves wife beenâ— Tâ—ou weâ—â— his loyall Spouse his first and last Thou wert his comfort after labours past He lay dying for thy absence did complaine And the last word that he spoke was thy name He comes not as he promis'd when he went Nor returnes in such fort as he was sent Nor can discouâ—se to thee â—ow he overcame The Sicambrian and the stout Suevâ—â—â—â— Nor of Rivers and great Mountaines and which there Nor wonders he in the new world did see His dead corps were brought backe to thee and layd Vpon a â—unâ—rall hearse was for him made Why doest thâ—u â—ave like one were mad and tearâ— With thy hands thy amâ—zed face and haire Like Andromache wâ—en â—er husbands cold coarse Being drag'd about did fright the â—earefull horse And in tâ—is sort Evadne her griâ—fe tooke When thâ—t stout cap meus was thunder strooke Why dost with death â—mbrace thy sonnes which be The pledges of great Dâ—usus love to thee Why dost let fâ—lle dreames sometimes thee deceive While Drusus in thy armes thou dost beleeve And with thy hand in hope that â—e is thâ—re About the empty bed â—eelest every where For he if we beleeve report shall be Buried amâ—ng his noble Ancestrie To the glory of his house from whence he â—ame His statue shall on his Chariot be drawne In his royall robes of state and his head With Bayes triumphant shall be compassed They le receive him since from Germaniâ—us he Received in the warres much dignitie And rejoyce when they heare Germanicâ—s name Which he by conquering Germany did gaine Yet will they scarce beleeve he should obtaine In so few yeares such â— large ample same From these thingâ— he such honour shall receive That you hiâ— mother ought the lesse to grieve Such women in the â—golden age have beene You to your sonnes and Caesar honour bring Behave thy selfe in such sort as may be seeme Drusus and Neroâ—â— Mother Câ—saâ—s Queene People and Ruleâ—s severall tâ—ings become Set acts to royall persons belong Fortune advanc'd thee to higâ— dignity Then Liâ—â—â— beare thy sorrowes pâ—tiently We markâ— anâ— harken and obsâ—rve thy deedâ—s Each word is marâ—â—d that from a Prince proceedes Preserve your height and above griefe advance Keepe an unâ—onquer'd mind what ere doe chance For can we â—ve better learne from thee These vertues which in thee exemplary be Then if thou by thy actions doâ—t set forth The Idea of a Romane Princesse worth For we must each one dye in generall The greedy Ferry man expects us all So that his one boaâ— scarcely doth â—uince To carry over such â—â—ronging companâ—â—s Hither we come we hasten to this end Death maketh all things unto â—â—s â—â—wes bend Death that doth