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THE SECOND PUNICK WAR Between HANNIBAL , And the ROMANES ; Englished From the LATINE of SILIVS ITALICVS By THOMAS ROSS .

Ordior Arma quibus coelo se gloria tollit Aeneadum patiturque ferox Oenotria Iura Carthago : da , Musa , decus memorare Laborū

THE SECOND PUNICK VVAR Between HANNIBAL , AND THE ROMANES : The whole Seventeen BOOKS , ENGLISHED FROM THE LATINE OF SILIUS ITALICUS : WITH A CONTINUATION from the Triumph of SCIPIO , To the Death of HANNIBAL . By THO: ROSS , Esq Keeper of His MAJESTIE 'S Libraries , and Groom of His most Honourable Privy-Chamber .

Aut Prodesse solent , aut Delectare Poetae .

Horat.

LONDON , Printed by THO. ROYCROFT , and are to be sold by JO. MARTIN , JA. ALLESTRY , and THO. DICAS , at the Bell in S. Paul's Church-Yard , MDCLXI .

CAROLUS Secundus Dei gratia Magna Britaniae Franciae et Hiberniae Rex .

Could Hannibal , and Scipio , in whom All the vast Hopes of Carthage , and of Rome , Were fix'd , Revive , and see how eas'ly You , By Your sole Virtue , Kingdoms can Subdue ; How from the Rage of War , without the Stain Of Blood , You Sacred Crowns , and Triumphs gain : They would no more contend , who best might claim Priority ; but yield it to Your Name . Rome would her Gen'ral , Carthage Hers refuse , And jointly You the World's Commander chuse . THO: ROSS .
TO THE KING'S MOST SACRED MAJESTIE . DREAD SOVEREIGN ,

YOUR Majestie 's most Gracious Acceptance of this Poëm , when it wanted all Ornament , both of the Press , and Pencil , hath Emboldened Me to this second Address , most humbly imploring , that , as Your Goodness was then , both to It , and Me , the onely Refuge from the Tyranny of the Times ; You will , now , be pleased to protect Us , from the Envy of this censuring Age , in the Sanctuary of Your Name , which will make this Copy as Immortal , as its Original , and fix on it a Character , as Indelible , as the Faith , and Obedience of

Your MAJESTIE'S Most Loyal SUBIECT , and humble SERVANT , THO: ROSS .
The Epistle at BRVGES . TO HIS SACRED MAJESTIE ; May it please Your Majestie ,

I Had not presumed , to present this Poem to Your Majestie 's view , had I not believed , the Dignity of the Subject might , in some Measure , plead my Apologie . I know Your Majestie is familiar with the History , in its plainer Dress of Prose ; but this Authour being frequent in the hands of few , but those , whose business is Books , I have adventured to make him English ; believing ( since , to my strictest Observation of Historians , he does not , in the main , deviate from the granted Truth ) that his Poetical Fancies do not only ad Lustre , but a more then ordinary Pleasure to the Story ; for herein all the most eminent Actions , in that famous VVar ( which once disputed the Empire of the Universe ) are described , with so vigorous , and lively a Flame , that ( if my English hath not too much depressed it ) it may create in the Readers an emulation of the renowned Performers : which I have not presumed to present to Your Majesty ( who are above them ) as Examples for Imitation , but that , by reflecting on them , Your Majesty may see what unperishable Monuments Great Persons may build to themselves , in asserting their Country ; and , that as Your Sacred Person is endowed with all those Virtues , that rendred the Valiant HANNIBAL famous , or SCIPIO a Conquerour : so , by the blessing of Heaven on Your Majestie 's Designs , some happy Pen may have Matter to build you such another Monument for future Times ; and that Your Majestie 's Kingdoms being Restored to their former Glory by Your Hand , Posterity may date their Happiness from Your Conquest ; and Your Name become an eternal Terrour to Rebellion .

So prayes , Your MAIESTIE'S most Humble , and most Obedient Subject , and Servant , THO: ROSS . Bruges , Novemb. 18 th . 1657.
TO THE KING . HAD Fortune plac'd You on a peacefull Throne , Had not Rebellion made Your Virtues known ( As Stormy Nights , and Dark Eclipses , may Set greater Value on a Fairer Day ) Posterity had onely understood , That You , like Your Great Ancestours , were Good , And Iust ; that , under You , the Church , and State Flourish'd , and seem'd above their present Fate . But then , when Hell , and Earth , had Must'red all Their Forces , to procure Your Father's Fall ; When Trait'rous Hands had seiz'd upon Your Crown ; When all Our Rights , and Laws , were trampled down ; Temples to Stables turn'd ; Our Flamens fly , Or else , for Victims , on their Altars dy ; All Holy things prophan'd : That You , alone , ( As when the Arrian Heresie was grown Too strong for Truth , and in one Holy Breast Religion dwelt , exil'd from all the rest ) Have 'gainst these Cruel Storms a Bulwark stood , And ( like the Great Restorer , when the Flood O'reran the Vniverse ) an Ark prepare , To which all such , as Good , and Loyal are , For Safety flie ; had ne're been known to Fame , And still this great Addition to Your Name Had been conceal'd , and , after Your Decease , The Good , but Easie , Titles of a Peace , Had been Your sole Renown : but now we see , What You in Peace , what You in War can be ; With what an equal Temper You can stand The Shocks of Fortune , and Your Self command . So that by You the Old instructed are To live , the Young the worst of Fate to dare . Hence all , but such , as are with-held by Charms Of Wealth , or Rebels , that now fear Your Arms , Come from all Quarters of the World , in You Their Present Happiness , their Future , view . Our Church within Your Walls , alone , can keep Her Rites , and recollect her scatter'd Sheep . Within Your Breast the Archives of the Law Are safely lodg'd , and thence we hope to draw Those Streams of Iustice , that ( as sacred Nile Swells , and makes fruitful the Aegyptian Soil ) Shall England Happy make , that , now , with War , As rudely looks , as if hot Sirius Star On it , in stead of Libya , only shed Its Flames , and Men , worse then her Monsters , bred . None then can justly of their Fate complain , That are Exil'd , unless You there did Reign . You are our onely Wealth ; and whether You Auster's , or Boreas Frozen Kingdoms view ; Or should You to America repair , Or t'other Indies bless : whereer'e You are , All , that are Good , will follow You , and all , That Place their Home , that Place their Countrey call . But , Oh! ( me thinks ) I see , with squallid Locks , Poor England , rear her Head above the Rocks , And this great Blessing beg , That She may be Eas'd of her Chains , and , by Your Conquest , Free . Go then ( Great Prince ) go ; may propitious Gales Still wait upon You , and extend Your Sails ! Those , that from Tyrannie their Native Land Redeem , in Fame's large Temple Greater stand , Then those , whose Forein Conquests Trophies rear . Such the Camilli , such the Decii were , Whose Names , in Story , are more Sacred far , Then theirs , that , happy in Invasive War , Brought Western Gold , and Eastern Spices home : These did Enrich , but those Preserved Rome . Such ( Sacred Prince ) be Your Return ! May We Such Your Success , and such Your Triumphs see ! As when the Phoenix , in his Parent-Nest Reviv'd , in Triumph from the Spicie East Returns , and Offers , on the Pharian Coast , Due Sacrifice to his Paternal Ghost ; While all the Birds of Night , and those of Prey , Into the Deserts fly , to give him way . But a more Noble , and Obsequious Train Their King attend , and Aegypt , wanting Rain , Sees Father Nilus Flow , without Excess , Or'e all the Land , and give a rich Encrease , Without their Labour . May You then repair The Ruins of Your Throne , and , sitting there , Restore to Vs again an Age of Gold ; While Your Blest Father may , from Heav'n behold , Himself in You , as Great , as You are Good , And all due Expiations for his Blood On Rebels made . While all , that now for Fear , Or Interest with them Comply , when there They You behold , shall then , repenting , come , And justly from Your Mouth attend their Doom . When France shall tremble , and the Swede shall run , Fearing Your Arms , yet further from the Sun . And Victory , attending on Your Hand , Wheree're Your Ensigns flie , shall take her Stand , Resolv'd to fix with You , and shall devest Her self of Wings , to Plume Your radiant Crest . And then those Wounds , those Ills , which We before So much lamented have , We will Adore .
THE LIFE OF CAIUS SILIUS ITALICUS .

CAIUS SILIUS ITALICUS ( whether born in SPAIN , but of ITALIAN Extraction , or in ITALY , but of SPANISH Predecessors , I shall leave PETRUS CRINITUS , GYRALDUS , and others to dispute ) in his Youth , applying himself to the Study of Rhetorick , was a close Imitatour of CICERO , as the most perfect Pattern of ROMANE Eloquence ; after whose Example , he pleaded many Causes , with such Success , and Reputation , that he was , in a short time , made a Judg among the CENTUM-VIRI : nor was that Honour the sole Reward of his Virtues , though he lived in the Reign of the worst of Emperours ; for he was thrice Consul , and his first Consulship was signalized with ( that great felicity to the ROMANE Empire ) the Death of NERO. He was Pro-Consul of ASIA , and returned to ROME from that Province , with great advantage , both of VVealth , and Honour . It is no mean Argument of his wisdom , and Prudence , that in the most troublesome Changes of the Empire , he never fell under the displeasure of the prevailing Party : For , as he was the last Consul , that NERO made , so he dyed the last of all , that had been Consuls under him . Among the chief of the City , neither covetous of Power , nor Obnoxious to Envy , he was reverenced , and esteemed by all : and of such Integrity in the Opinion of VITELLIUS , that , when he despaired of Force to resist the Power of VESPASIAN , he selected him , with CLUVIUS RUFUS , and SABINUS , to Treat his Conditions with the Conquerour . Nor did his Friendship with VITELLIUS , eclipse him with VESPASIAN , having ever entertained it with Prudence , and Moderation ; so , that he survived that Noble Emperour , and was Honoured with a third Consulship by his Son DOMITIAN . Under whom , finding the weight of Business too heavy for his declining years , he retired into CAMPANIA , and recreated himself with the MUSES : and , as his Veneration of CICERO had moved him to purchase a Lordship , called by that Renowned ORATOUR , His Academy ( in imitation of that of ATHENS ) where he composed his Books , entituled his ACADEMIQUES . So his high Esteem of VIRGIL caused him to buy a Farm , once belonging to that Prince of Latine Poets , to whose Tombe ( near NAPLES ) as to a Temple , he frequently repaired ; and celebrated his Birth-Day , more Religiously , then his own . Nor was he onely a Devote to his Memory , but a Noble Emulatour of his Muse , after whose Example , he composed this Immortal Work , supplying with his Care , and Judgment , the Defects of Nature . He was Co-temporary with many other famous Wits , as LUCAN , STATIUS , PERSIUS , JUNIUS AQUINAS , and MARTIAL , who is frequent in his Praises , and commits to his Censure his own VVorks , in this Epigram , among many other , excellently Englished by my worthy Friend JO: HEATH Esquire . Martial . ad Silium ; Lib. 4. Epigr. 14. SILI , Castalidum Decus , &c. Silius , who art the Muses Fame , Who the fierce perjur'd Africk's Name , And crafty Hannibal's ( Rome's Foes ) Mak'st yield to th' greater Scipio's , With thy commanding , pow'rful Stile , Thy severe Looks lay'd by a while , Whilst loose December now abounds With cogging Dice , and Boxes sounds , And wanton Lots fly round the Board , Thou to my Lines some Time afford . But ( pray ) thy smooth , not knitted Brow , To this my looser Mirth , allow . So soft Catullus Sparrow might , Appear in our great Virgil's sight . He was esteemed Happy by those of his Time , through the whole course of his Life , unless in the loss of the youngest of his Sons , who dyed in his Youth ; the other he left flourishing in VVealth , and Consular Dignity . In this Tranquillity , and Content , he lived to the Age of seventy five years , when , surprized by an incurable Ulcer , he , Voluntary , set a Period to his Life by Abstinence .

Hic Crine effuso , atque Emieae Numina Divae , Atque Acheronta vocat Stygia cū Veste Sacerdos . — Haec patrio jussu ad Penetrasia fertur . Vt fari primamque datum distinguere Lingua Hannibali vocem Solers Nutrire Furores Romanum sevit Puerisi pectore Bellum .

Augustissmo : ac Potentissmo : Principi Caroso Regi . Fidei Defensor : Domino suo Clementissmo . Ejus Ausp●●●js Inchonto . tandemquee Absoluto Secundo Magnae Britan̄iae , Franciae , et Hiber Tabulam Hanc , vnà cum Silio suo Angli ●an● , su● Humillimè Vovet , Dicat , Consecratque Thomas Ross●●s .

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The First Book . THE ARGUMENT . At nine Years Old , Young Hannibal doth swear , At th' Altar , to maintain the Romane War ; His Father , leading into farthest Spain The Libyan Armie , is in Battel slain : Him Hasdrubal , in chief Command , Succeeds ; Who , Hate Contracting by his cruel Deeds , By a poor Slave's revengefull Hand doth fall : Then Hannibal , elected General , Breaks Faith with Rome , and to Sagunthus brings His Arms , whose famous Siege the Poet sings . I Sing those Arms , by which Rome's Glory swell'd To Heav'n , and Haughty Carthage was compell'd To bear Oenotrian Laws . My Muse , relate Hesperia's Toils : how many Men , how Great , Rome bred , of Old , for War . When (a) (a) Cadmus , who was the Son of Agenor , King of the Phoenicians , from whom the Tyrians descended , and from them Did● , who built Carthage . Cadmus Seed Perfidiously infring'd their Sacred Deed , And , strugling for Command , did War imbrace . While Fortune long was doubtfull , where to place (b) (b) Carthage , her Power encreased by many Conquests in Libya , and Spain ; and Rome , no less Potent in Italy : they both aspired to the Empire of the World . The Empire of the World . The Tyrian Lords Thrice with Successless (c) (c) They had there sharp Wars : in the first , the Carthaginians were overthrown , in a Sea-fight , by Lutatius the Consul , near Aegates , ( an Island between Sicily , and Africk ) in the second , Hannibal was subdued by Scipio Africanus . In the third , Carthage was subverted by Scipio Aemilianus . Arms , and Impious Swords , The Senate's Peace , and League , which they had sworn To Iove , first broke . And , while , with Fury born , Each Nation mutual Ruin did contrive , They , to whom Fate the Victory did give , (d) (d) After the Battel of Cannae , nothing was wanting to the Subversion of the Romane Fortune , but Hannibal's Vigorous Prosecution of his Victory , in besieging Rome it self ; which neglected , gave her time to recover that memorable Defeat . Were nearest to their Fall . The Phrygian Powers In Triumph enter Carthaginian (e) (e) The Romane Conquerour ( Scipio ) who first entred Carthage . Towers . Rome's Palaces (f) (f) Hannibal , thinking to divert Qu. Fulvius from the Siege of Capua , advanced with his Army to the very walls of Rome , where He was repulsed by prodigious Storms . See Book 13. Sidonian Troops surround ; While onely in her Walls she Safety found . The Cause of so great Rage , and Hate , with Care (g) (g)

Alluding to Dido's Execration at her Death , on Aeneas's Posterity ; Exoriare aliquis nostris exossibus ultor , Qui face Dardanios , ferroque , sequare Colonos . Then from our Bones shall some Revenger rise , To persecute the Trojan Colonies With Fire , and Sword — Ogilby , Vieg . Aen. l. 4.

Bequeathing to their Nephews endless War , Let me relate , and their dark Counsels scan , The Source of so great Stirs , which thus began . (h) (h) It is not easie to reconcile Appian , Eusebius , and Iosephus , concerning the Building of Carthage . The first affirming it to be built fifty Years before the Destruction of Troy : the other seventy Years after the Building of Rome : and the last , more then three hundred years after Troy was destroy'd . But most conclude it to have been built by Dido ; who , when her Brother Pygmalion had slain her Husband for his Wealth , which she got into her Possession , fled , with such Friends , as hated the Tyranny of Pygmalion , by Sea into Lybia , where the Inhabitants , refusing to let her share in their Countrey , She onely desired to purchase as much Land as Shee could encompass with a Bull 's Hide . Which Request , seeming ridiculous , was easily granted : and the Hide cut into small Thongs , encompass'd all that Ground , where the Tower called Byrsa was built , which first denominated the City , that , afterward called Carthage , contended with Rome in Greatness . See Appian , in his Book De Lybic . Long since , when Dido fled her Native Land , Polluted by her Brother 's Impious Hand , By Chance , on Libya's fatal Coast she falls , And , on her purchas'd Land , erects new Walls , With a Bull's-Hide , in Thongs divided round , Encompass'd , and set out the measur'd Ground . Here Iuno ( as the Antient Story goes ) Neglecting Argos , and Mycenae , those Belov'd , and pleasant Seats , desir'd to build Eternal Mansions for her dear Exil'd . But , when She saw Rome raise her lofty Head So high , and , crossing Seas , her Eagles spread Through all the World ; mov'd by a Jealous Fear , She the Phoenicians fill'd with Thoughts of War . But these , at first , repress'd , and having lost Their high Attempts on the (i) (i) Sicanian Coast. Where with a Fleet of three hundred Ships , Luctatius overthrew a Navy of double the Number , and thereby forced the Carthaginians to quit Sicily , Sardina and other Isles in the Sea ; between Africk , and Italy , and accept a dishonourable Peace . Sicanian Coast , Again she Arms prepares : One Captain may Suffice Her to embroil the Earth , and Sea . And He was Hannibal ; who now puts on All Her dire Fury : Him She dares alone Ev'n 'gainst the Fates oppose . When , Joy'd to finde A Man so bloody , casting in her Minde The Ills , that She would bring on Italy ; Shall that Dardanian Fugitive ( said She ) His Troy , and Houshold-Gods , twice Captivate , In Spight of Me , to Latium translate ? And , for the Trojans , Latine Scepters found ? (k) (k) Ticinus , a small River in Lombardy , that falls into the Po , more renowned by Hannibal's first Encounter with the Consul Corn. Scipio , who was worsted by him , then by the City of the same Name . See the Fourth Book . Ticinus , rather may thy Banks abound With slaughter'd Romanes ; and my (l) (l) Tr●bia , a River near Plac●ntia , where , in a second Conflict , the Consul Sempronius was overthrown by Hannibal . See the same place . Trebia's Flood Swell , through the Celtick Plains , with Trojan Blood ; And Troubled (m) (m) Thrasimen , a Lake in the Plains of Perusia , near which Hannibal overthrew the Romane Army , and slew the Consul Caius Flaminius . See Book 5. Thrasimenus backward fly , Affrighted at the Streams of Purple Dy. So I may see Hesperian (n) (n) Cannae , a small Village in Apulia , where the Romanes received a most signal Overthrow . See Book 9. Cannae Crown'd With Bodies , and in Blood the Vallies drown'd ; And Thee , swift (o) (o) Aufidus descending , with a strong Current from the Hirpin Hills , emptieth it self into the Adriatick Sea . Aufidus , incertain where To leave a Ford , when as no Banks appear , Lab'ring o're Arms , and scatter'd Limbs , thy Way To break into the Adriatick Sea . This said ; the Youth , who nothing else desires , But Broils , and War , with Martial Thoughts she fires . Faithless , repleat with Guil , Unjust was He , And , when once arm'd , contemn'd the Deity , Valiant , but Cruel , hating Peace , and fir'd With a strange Thirst of Humane Blood , desir'd , Then , in His pride of Youth , to wipe away His Father's (p) (p) Not onely the Dishonour of Amil●ar , ( His Father's ) Repulse out of Sicily , but the Loss of many other Victories , by former Generals , both by Sea , and Land . Stains , and i' th' Sicilian Sea To drown all Leagues . Iuno , with Hope of Praise , Inflames his Heart , to which His Soul obeys . Now in His Dreams , He seems to break into The Capitol , and o're the Alps to go : Oft in His troubled Sleep , rising by Night , With horrid Cries His Servants Hee 'd affright ; Who found Him , bath'd in Sweat , His future War To wage , and beat with Rage the empty Air. This Fury , against Italy abus'd , While yet a (q) (q) Amilcar , about to lead an Army into Spain , and having Thoughts of a greater War against the Romanes , Hannibal , then nine years old , flattering Him to go wtih Him , it is said , that He caused the Childe to lay His Hand on the Altar , and to swear , that , so soon as He was able , He would become an Enemy to the Romanes . Childe , his Father had infus'd , (r( (r( Belus was the Father of Dido , and King of Phoenice , from whom Amilcar Barca likewise descended , his Ancestour , her Kinsman , accompanying her in her Flight . Born of the Noble Barcean Race , deriv'd From ancient Belus . For , when first , depriv'd Of her Sichaeus , Dido fled from Tyre ; The Belian Youth , t' escape the Tyrian's Ire , Join'd to her Train , resolved to embrace Her Fate , and Fortune : from that Noble Race , Amilcar , fam'd for Valour , claim'd Descent , And , studious former Hatred to foment , Soon as his Son could speak , and Words exprest , Kindled the Romane War within His Breast . Amidst the City , circled by a Grove Of shady Yew , that did all Light remove , A Temple stood , built to Eliza's Ghost , And dreadfull held through all the Tyrian Coast. Here ( as 't is said ) the Queen with Her own Hand , Her self from Grief absolv'd : sad Statues stand Of Father Belus , and , in Order , all His Off-Spring , with Agenor , whom they call The Glory of their Line , Phoenix , whose Fame , Gave to that Land , an everlasting Name . At length , Eliza (s) (s)

Her Image was placed next to her Husband Sichaeus , whose Memory she preferred to all the Temptations of other Suitours , keeping her self constant to her first Nuptial Vow , till the Arrival of Aeneas ( as Poets feign ) but her Honour is vindicated by Historians , and by Ausonius in this Epigram ( CXI . ) on her Picture .

I Dido am , whom thou beholdest here ; Fair , ev'n to Wonder , such my Features were . Such I : not such , as Maro feign'd , my Minde : Nor to incestuous Lusts my Life inclin'd . For Me ne're did Aeneas see , nor yet To Libya , with his Trojan Fleet , retreat . I fled Iarbas Arms , and Rage , and by My Fall ( 't is true ) preserv'd my Chastity . Transfix'd that Breast , which a chast Sword did prove , Not Rage , or Grief , incens'd by injur'd Love . Thus pleas'd , I fell , liv'd chast : by Fame bely'd . Reveng'd my Husband : built a City : dy'd . What envious Muse did Maro then excite My Loss of Honour , falsly , so to write . Believe Historians rather in my Fame , Then those , who Thefts , and Lusts of Gods proclaim . False Poets , who the Truth with Verse pollute , And Humane Crimes to Deities impute . joined to her Lord For ever ; at Her Feet the Phrygian Sword : Next unto these twice fifty Altars stand , Built to the Gods , that Heav'n , and Hell command : Clad in a Stygian Vest with scatter'd Locks , The Priestess , here , (t) (t) Enna was a City scituate in the midst of Sicily , where Ceres had a Temple , near to which , was a Sacred Grove . Out of which Pluto stole Pros●●pina , who is from thence called En●●a . Ennaea's Power invokes , And Acheron : when from the trembling Ground , Sad Murmures breaking , through the Temple sound , And Flames from the unkindled Altars rise : Then , rais'd by Magick Songs , with horrid Cries , The wandring Ghosts fly through the hollow Air ; While Dido , in her Marble , sweats for Fear . Hither comes Hannibal , commanded by Amilcar ; who observ'd with Curious eye His Face , and Gesture . Him no Horrid Rites O' th' Place , nor mad (u) (u)

A Priestess of the Massiliae Nation , a Barbarous People , most familiar with those horrid Rites , which were there to be performed : wherein , as if inspired from Hell , she walked , as mad , about the Altars ; like that describ'd by our English Lucan . ( Lib. 5. ) Then first from her mad Mouth the foaming runs : And , in the horrid Cave , were heard at once Broke-winded Murmurs , Howlings , and sad Groans .

Massila's Fury frights , Nor the dark Pavement stain'd with Blood , nor Flames Arising at the sound of Horrid Names . Stroaking his Head , his Father kiss'd him , chears His early Courage , and thus fills his Ears . An unjust Nation , sprang from ruin'd Troy , With their harsh Leagues do Cadmus Sons annoy : If Fates deny the Honour should be Mine , To wipe off this Disgrace , may it be Thine . Think on a War may Italy destroy : And may the Tyrrhene Youth ( my warlike Boy ) Thy Rising dread ; and teeming Mothers fear Their Children to produce , if Thou appear . Mov'd by this Language , He replies . By Sea , And Land , so soon as Years will suffer Me , With Fire and Sword the Romanes I 'le pursue , And what Rhetaean Fates decree undo . Neither the Gods , nor Leagues forbidding War , Tarpeian Rocks , nor Alps shall Me debarr . This my Resolve by Mars I swear , and by Thy Ghost , great Queen . This said , to Hecate Falls a black Victime : the Priestess enquires The trembling Entrails , as the soul expires . And when ( as Custome was ) with Art the mind O' th' Gods she had explor'd , she thus Divin'd . Th' Aetolian Plains I see with Armies fill'd , And Lakes , that with (x) (x) Romane . Idaean Blood are swell'd . What mighty Bodies climb unto the Skie By Rocks ; on whose high top thy Camp shall lie ? Now from the Hills the furious Army falls Into the Plains , and now the trembling Walls In smoak are lost . I see (y) (y) Carthaginian . Sidonian Flames Through all Hesperia shine , and bloody Streams Mix'd with Eridanus . Even He , that bare To Iove the third (z) (z) Opimous Spoils were such , as One General , or King , took from Another . Romulus was the Authour of their Title ; ( Vid. Liv. lib. 1. ) who took them first from the King of the C●nienses . The Second gain'd by Corn. C●ssus , a Roman Tribune ; by whom T●lumnius King of the Vej●ntes was slain . And the Third were the Prize of Marcellus , in his Victory over Viridomarus King of the Insubrian Gauls : himself after slun by the Carthaginians . Vide Lib. 15. Opimous Spoils of War , Lyes dead on heaps of Arms and Men ; his face Retaining still its fierceness . But , alass ! What Tempests do with suddain storms arise ; While , from the gaping Heav'n , swift Lightning flies ? The Gods Great things intend , I see even Iove Engag'd in War , and Thunder from above . The silent Entrails now no more reveal'd ; But Iuno all the Fates to come conceal'd . Dangers , and tedious Labours are behind . So keeping in his breast the War design'd ; While to remotest Gades he doth lead His Troops , and at (a) (a) The two Hills , which make the Streight of Gibraltar : Calpe , in the farthest part of Spain ; and Abila in the extremest part of Mauritania , where Amilcar was slain in Battail against the Spaniards . Alcides Pillars spread His Getick Ensigns , slain in fight , in pride Of all his hopes , the Tyrian Captain dy'd . Him (b) (b) After the death of Amilcar , the Carthaginians ( willing to continue that War , found then very advantageous to the State ) by a gen●r●l vote of the Souldiers , and People , elected Hasdrubal , who was Son-in-Law to Amilcar , to succeed in his Command . Hasdrubal succeeds : whose Reign begun In that rich Land , where the declining Sun Stoops to the Ocean : whose Tyrant-sway Th' Iberi , and Beticolae obey . Of a dark Soul , implacable was He , The fruit of whose Command was Cruelty ; His Thirst of Blood unquenchable appear'd , Esteeming it an Honour to be fear'd : This Rage known Torments could not satiate . And thus , while He both Gods and Men forgate , Tagus of antient Race , and noble Fame For Beauty , and for valiant Acts , ( his Name Deriv'd from Golden Tagus , and bewail'd Through all Iberia ; ) on an Oak impail'd , He shews in triumph to 's sad Peoples eyes , A King deprived of his Obsequies . Content with his own Bounds , he nor requir'd Maeonian streams , nor Lydian Pools desir'd , Nor those rich Vales , where liquid Gold doth flow , And Hermus with the Sand doth yellow grow . He first the Fight began , and last withdrew : And when , with 's fiery Steed , he broke into The Ranks , no Sword , no Spear , could him withstand ; But in both Armies , with his Conqu ▪ ring hand , Tagus in golden Arms by all was known . Whom when his Servant saw impail'd upon The fatal Oak , deform'd ; snatching a Sword From 's side , esteem'd by his lamented Lord , Into the Tyrant's Tent he suddain prest , And (c) (c) Hasdrubal , after he had eight years enjoyed his Command , was slain by a Slave of a Prince of that Country , whom he had cruelly put to death . Our Authour dissents from Polybius and Appian , ( the first affirming him to have been murthered treacherously in his Inn , the other in Hunting ) and adheres to Livy , in the manner of his death . pierc'd , with num'rous wounds , his cruel Brest . Grief , now , and Rage , the Tyrian Camp divide , And all their thoughts to sad Revenge apply ▪ de . Some Fire , some burning Brass , some Racks prepare , And some with Rods his bleeding Body tear . All busie hands in various Torments chuse Their part : some deadly Poyson do infuse ; Others the gaping Wounds with Flames do fill . And ( what was terrible to see , or tell , ) While with all art of Cruelty each Limb Was stretcht ; that Bones in liquid Flesh did swim , And Marrow , mix'd with Blood , in smoak did rise : His Courage still was firm , and did despise , And scorn their Torments ; or as he had been A safe Spectatour onely , and had seen , Not felt , what they inflict , the (d) (d)

The Constancy of this Slave is recorded by Livy in these words ; When he was apprehended by those that were present , his Joy so far exceeded all sense of Torments , that he endured them with as pleasant a countenance , as if he had escaped : so that the Poet doth not much Hyperbolize the History , when he adds , that he stoutly called for the Cross , the last punishment of condemned Slaves .

Slave disdains His fainting Executioners ; complains They 're dull , and stoutly for the Cross doth call . 'Midst these despised pains , the General Thus lost , the trembling Armie with one voice , And cry , on (e) (e) So soon as Hasdrubal came to the Command of the Army , he sent for Hannibal ( to the great dislike of Hanno's Faction , who apprehended his haughty Spirit ) into the Camp : where he soon acquired the Love of the Souldiery , especially of the old Bands , ( that had served under his Father ) who were the first , that , after the death of Hasdrubal , declared him General , at the age of twenty five years : which , assented to by the rest of the Troops , was immediately confirmed by the Senate of Carthage , where the Barcean Faction was most prevalent . Hannibal streight fix their choice . The Image of his Father's Valour , Fame Of the War vow'd against the Romane Name , His young and active Courage , noble Heat , His Eloquence , and mind arm'd with Deceit , Procured this Applause . And , first of all , The Libyan Troops salute him General ; Next these , the Pyrenaean People ; than The warlike Bands of the Iberian . When streight a Confidence of this Command Enflames his soul : as if the Sea and Land , Where Auster rules , or where the Lamp of Day In Cancer lodg'd tormenteth Libya , Or Asia did submit ; or He beheld A third part of the World Obedience yield . His Bounds were where Fam'd Nilus sees the Day First rise , and with seven Streams invades the Sea . But where they milder look to either Bear , Wash'd by th' Herculean-sea , the (f) (f) Hannibal , now Commander of so vast an Army , commanded likewise all the Dominions of the Carthaginians , wh●ch were then very great , especially in Libya ● being Lords of all that vast Tract of ground , upon the Sea-coast , from Carthage unto Hercules-Pillars : where they found an easie passage into Spain ; whose fertile Plains , to be seen from the Hills of Mauritania , invited them to that Conquest , wh●ch Hannibal obtained . Plains appear Of fertile Europe , from the neighb'ring Hills : All the vast Tract beyond the Ocean fills . Nor will huge (g) (g) Which terminated the Bounds of the Carthaginians West-ward , in the extreme parts of Mauritania ; as Nilus was their Boundary South-ward . Atlas suffer that his Name Farther extend : Atlas , whose Neck the Frame Of Heaven doth prop : Whose clouded Head doth all The Stars support ; which , that withdrawn , would fall . The Winter of un-melting Frost , and Snow , Dwells on his Beard ; upon his lofty Brow A Grove of Pines , that cast Eternal shade ; His Temples by the Winds are hollow made ; And Rivers from his misty Jaws descend In Froth ; and both his sides with Seas contend : Which , when his panting Steeds the weary Sun Doth drench in smoaking Waves , do seem to drown The Chariot . But where parch'd Africk's Fields Appear , the barren Earth no Harvest yields ; But Serpents , with fell Poison charg'd ; yet where The Soil is bless'd with a more temperate Air , Nor Pharian , nor Ennaean Plains excell . Here the (h) (h) The Numidians , a wandring People , descended ( as Salust relates ) of the Persians , were part of Hercules his Army : and , after his Death , returning into Spain , planted themselves in that part of Africk ; which borders upon the Carthaginian Bounds , and Mauritania . Their manner of fighting is described by the Poet : and of what great use they were to Hannibal appears through the whole Poem , agreeable to History . Numidians insulting fill One quarter of the Camp : no use they know Of Bridles ; but , when Horses swiftest go , Them , with a Wand , between their Ears apply'd , As with the Reins , or Curbs , at pleasure , guid . A warlike Nation , that in Wars delight ; Yet trusting more to Fraud , then open Fight . The Spanish Troops another part contain'd ; Aids , by his valiant Father's Trophies , gain'd From Europe : whose fierce Horse with neighing fills The Plains , and swiftly climbs th' encamped Hills : ( Not Mars through Thracian Fields more furious drives A Nation fierce , and prodigal of Lives , Willing to hasten Death : for , when their Prime Of years is over-past by conqu'ring Time , Scorning decay of Strength , or Age , to know , Bear in their hands their Fate . Here Metals grow Of matter mixt , (i) (i) Of Electrum there are two sorts : one whereof is a Gummy substance , which becomes hard , and hath formerly been found , ( though not very plentifully ) mix'd with the Sands of Eridanus ; ( the Po ) which gave occasion to the P●et to fain Phaethon's Sisters to be turned into Poplars , and their Tears into that substance , of which some Statues were made for Augustus . The other sort ( meant here ) is a mixture of the Seeds of Gold with Silver . Electrum's Pallid Veins Produc'd , and darker Steel the Earth conteins : But God those Springs of Mischeif deeply hides ; Yet Astur , covetous , the Earth divides , And , in her mangled Entrails drown'd again , Returns with Gold , and bears the Pretious Stain . Hence Durius , and rich Tagus , with thy Streams Contend , Pactolus , and that (k) (k) Ana ( a River in Spain , now called Guadiana ) which , according to the Antient division of Spain , separates Hispania Baetica ( that contained the Kingdoms of Granata , Andalusia , with part of N●w C●stil● , and Esiramadura ) from L●stania ( Portugal ) it runs , for the space of eight Germane Miles , under Ground , and afterward● breaking forth again , emp●ieth it self with a full Chanel into the Atlantick Sea . Upon some part of this was a Graecian Colony , mentioned here by the Poet , and asserted by Cluverius . lib. 1. Introd. Geograph . Flood , that seems To bring up Lethe to the People , and Upon the Gravii rolls the Glistering Sand. A Land where Ceres , and Lyaeus too Do dwell , and Olive-Trees in plenty grow . These Nations , now , reduc'd to the Command Of Warlike Hannibal , and in his Hand The Reins of Rule : streight with his Father's (l) (l) Amilcar , who , by his cunning persuasions , drew many Cities to the Obedience of the Carthaginians : in which Art Hannibal no less excelled , as appeared , not onely at his first entrance on his ●ommand , which gained him the ready Obedience of that vast Army , led by him into Italy ; but among the Gauls , and Italy it self . And for this he himself commends Pyrrhu● , at that Interview with Scipio , at the Court of Antiochus , as an eminent Virtue in him . Vide Liv. lib. 35. Arts He makes his Party ; now with Arms subverts Decrees of Senate , now with Bribes ; appears The first to walk on Foot ; the first , that bears A part , if haste require , a Trench to make ; The first , that all Attempts would undertake : Remiss in nothing , that to Honour tends ; Refuseth nature Rest , and watchfull spends The night in Arms. Now , by his Cassock known , Mix'd with the Libyssaean Foot , lies down On th' Earth , contending with the Steel he wore In Hardness : sometimes he 'd Advance before His num'rous Troops ; and , with a valiant Hand , Perform in Person , what he did Command : Sometimes , on his bare Head , he 'd entertain The Ruins of the Heav'ns ; their Storms , and Rain . The Tyrians saw , th' Asturians did admire To see , when Iove did dart his forked Fire , When Thunder fell in Storms , and every Blast Of Wind struck forth the Flames , how bold he past Through all , on 's snorting Steed : nor would retire , Though clog'd with Dust , and scorch'd with Sirius fire . And , when the sultry Air did frie with Heat , That parch'd the Earth , they seem'd Effeminate , Who sought a Shade : while He , to exercise His Thirst , where er'e he sees a Fountain , flies ▪ His sole Delight 's , to dress a furious Horse For War , and to be famous for the Force Of 's killing Arm : to swim a Stream unknown Or'e Ecchoing Rocks : t' assail the Foe , upon The adverse Bank . The first , that would ascend To scale a Wall , and , when he did contend In open Fight , where er'e his Sword did go , It carried Death , and Streams of Blood did flow . Being therefore , now , resolv'd to violate The Sacred League , he urgeth on his Fate . And , where he can , on Rome's Allies doth fall , And storms in farthest Lands the Capitol . His waving Ensigns ( first displai●d for love Of greater Wars ) against (m) (m) Alteia , Hermandica , Arbacaia , and some other Provinces of Spain , had before felt the Fury of the Carthaginians : but Sagunthus was the first Confederate City ( with the Romanes ) that was Attaqued by them . It is now called Mor-viedro , Scituate upon the River Iberus ( or Ebro ) about a mile from the Sea ; great onely in its Fame of this memorable Siege . Sagunthus move . The Walls , first built by Hercules , not far From Sea , upon a rising Hill appear . Whose noble Name Zacynthus , there by Fate Entomb'd upon the Top , did consecrate . He , among others of Alcides Train , Return'd to Thebes , the fam'd Gerion (n) (n) Three Brothers , that Reigned in Spain , with such admirable Unanimity ; that all seemed to be Governed by one Mind : which gave Birth to this Fable . They were subdued by Hercules . slain . Three Souls that Monster did inform , three pair Of Hands , his Head a triple Neck did bear . Earth ne'r beheld another could survive One Death , to whom the Fates three Lives did give . Yet here the Conqu'rour shew'd his Spoils : and , as In Heat of day the Captive Heards did pass Unto the Springs , a Serpent , kick'd by chance , Big with enflaming Poison , did advance His tumid Jaws , and by a deadly Wound Lay'd the Inachian dead on Spanish Ground . About that time , an exil'd Colonie , Born in an Island of the Grecian Sea , Came from the South , and by Zacynthus there To Ithaca's Dominions added were . The Daunian Youth , wanting a dwelling , then Rich in their Numbers , led by Valiant men , Sent from a City , which we Ardea term , Arriv●d , their weak Beginnings to confirm , These , by Agreement with the Romane State , Having their Liberties inviolate , And Honour of their Ancestours , forsook , What they had long endur'd , the Tyrian Yoak . Against these , therefore , his incensed Bands , Breaking the League , fierce Hannibal commands : Disturbs their Peace with Arms. Shaking his Head , Himself high-mounted on his panting Steed , Surveys the Walls ; and , when he had beheld The trembling Houses , Summons them to yield Their Gates , and Forts : tells them ; That Italie , Their League● , and hop'd-for Aids , far distant be ; Nor should his Mercy meet them , if subdu'de By Arms : That all the Senate could conclude , Their Laws , and Statutes , nay their Gods , and Faith , Were now within his Power . And what he saith , Confirms by 's Javelin thrown against the Walls : Which on Caïcus , vainly threat'ning , falls ; And through his Arms his Body pierc'd . He slain , And tumbling from the Rampart , brings again To the insulting Conquerour his Dart , Reeking in Blood , and trembling in his Heart . The rest th' Example of the General With Shouts pursue ; and streight obscure the Wall With a dark Cloud of Darts . Nor was their clear Valour in Number lost : each man doth bear Himself against the foremost ; as if he , Alone , would undertake the Enemie . Here one the Sling with frequent Jerks doth ply ; Which , waved thrice about his Head , le ts flie A Weapon with the Winds ; which in the Air Is lost , to sight . Huge Stones another , there , Flings from his sinewy Arm : this doth advance , And from the slippery nouse expells a Lance. But Hannibal , before all other , rich In 's Father's Arms , now flings , with flaming Pitch , A smoaking Lamp ; then hurls his Javelin ; now , With Stakes , and Stones , doth press upon the Foe : Or poison'd Arrows sends , and doth applaud Insulting , as they flie , his Quiver's fraud . Such Shafts the Daci , on the Getique Coast , Steep'd in the Poison of their Countrie , boast , And by the Banks of two-nam'd (o) (o) It being also called Danubius by the Scythians ; by reason of an unfortunate Expedition they once made over it . Eustath . in Dion . Ister shoot . But now it is decreed , and they , about The Hill , their horned Bulwarks raise ; and , round The City , armed Towers do abound . Oh Faith , by antient Times ador'd , which now On Earth , we onely by thy Name do know ! The Valiant Youth resolved stand , and see All hope of Flight cut off ; their Walls to be Begirt with Arms : yet think a noble Death , Most worthy Rome . And that , Sagunthus Faith By them preserv'd , she might more Glorious fall , Then stand : they now more resolutely all Their Strength collect . Then from contracted Strings Stones of vast Bulk the Phocaean (p) (p) The Balista was a kinde of Sling ; invented ( saith Pliny , lib. 7. cap. 36. ) by the Phoenicians : wherewith they cast Stones , Spears , Darts , &c. and is here called Phocaean : for that the Sagunthines were descended of the Thebans , in whose Territory was Pho●●s . Engine slings : Or , changing weight , whole Trees with Iron bound Ejects ; that , breaking through , the Ranks confound . A Shout both Armies raise , and furious come To Blows ; as if they had besieged Rome . Among so many thousands , that did stand , Circled in Arms , like Corn on fertile Land ; Bold Hannibal , desirous to enspire Into his Armie's minds that furious Fire Was lodg'd in his own Breast , doth thus excite Their Rage , and Stimulates the following Fight . Do we stand still before a Captiv'd Foe ? Asham'd we have begun ? Asham'd to go On with this Omen ! goodly Valour ! Shall These be the first-Fruits of the General ? Must we fill Italie with such a Fame ? Premise such Fights as this ? Go on , for shame . This said , with Fury they invade the Wall , On which they leave their Hands , and backwards fall . With that in haste a Mount was rais'd , above The Town , whereon the Fighting Squadrons move . But with an (q) (q) This Engine is described by Livi ( Lib. 21. ) to have been very long , smooth , and round : but square at the End ; out of which came a Pike of Iron , ( like that of the ●omane Pile ) in length three Foot : that it might penetrate both through the Arms , and Bodies of the Enemy . About it they fastened Flax and Pitch : which kindled , and gathering Flames in its Motion , was not onely very hurtfull to all that stood in its way , but terrible to those at Distance . Engine , that by many hands Was mov'd , the brave Besieg'd , the thronging Bands Drive from the Gates . It was a mighty Oak , Strange to behold ; which , for defence , they took From th' Pyrenaean Hills . This , strongly lin'd With num'rous Pikes of Steel , could hardly finde By Walls , resistance ; and about besmear'd With Sulphur , and with unctious Pitch , appear'd Like an huge Thunder-bolt , and from the Walls Of their high Arcenal it swiftly falls , Cutting with trembling Flames the yielding Air ; ( So Comets , running with their bloody Hair , From Heav'n to Earth , cast a Prodigious light ) And with a furious Force , that did affright Ev'n Hannibal , upon the Armie flies , Tossing their smoaking Members to the Skies : Till , fix'd to a vast Tower , the active Flames , (r) (r) These were called Plut●i by the Latines : and were made use of , to cover Beams , and Planks , while the Souldiers were working ; to keep them from being fired by the Enemy . Through the raw Hides , consume the mighty Beams . And there , in burning Ruins , both the Men , And Arms involves . The Carthaginians then , Grown wise by loss , through secret Mines convey Their Troops , and so the City open lay . That labour of Great Hercules , the Wall , To th' Earth , with noise incredible , doth fall ; And in its Ruin Stones immense doth roll , That Eccho from the Alps unto the Pole . So airy Rocks , torn from their Native side By Storms , with horrour do an Hill divide . The Breach was soon , with Heaps of Bodies slain , Obstructing their Advance , supply'd again . Amidst those Ruins , both with equal Rage Do meet ; before the rest , in 's prime of Age , Murrus , ennobled by a Latine Line , Himself a Greek , his Mother Sagunthine ; Whose Parents , in a Sacred League combin'd , Dulichian Nephews to Italian joyn'd . He , as stout Vaidus his Companions calls Aloud unto the Fight , upon him falls , And wounds him , where unarm'd he did appear , Between his Cask and Corslet ; with his Spear Stopping his bold Attempts : and , as he lies Prostrate upon the Ground , insulting cries ; Th' art down , false Carthaginian : surely thou , As Conquerour , didst fancy foremost now To climbe the Capitol : but , what could move Such bold Desires ? Go , war with Stygian Iove . Then , as Iberus fiercely did advance , To succour him , fix'd in his Thigh his Lance : And , spurning Vaidus dying Face , quoth he ; This to the Walls of Rome your Way must be , O fear'd , and valiant Hands ! you all must tread This Path , whither soe're your Haste doth lead . And , as Iberus labour'd to renew The Fight , his Target seis'd , and pierc'd him through His naked Side . Iberus , rich in Land , And Flocks , unknown to Fame , could well command His Dart , and Bow , against a flying Beast : Happy in 's Private life , had he possest Those Weapons still , within his Father's Groves . To succour him with speed now Ladmus moves : On whom bold Murrus grimly smiling , Thou ( Said he ) shalt tell Amilcar's Shade below ; That this right-Hand , after the Vulgars fall , Shall give you for Companion Hannibal : Then , rising high , with 's Sword on 's Helmet struck , Which , through the very brasen Cover , broke ' His cracking Scull . Then Chremes , who his Hair Unshorn , like to a Cap , on 's Brow did wear : With Masulus , and Harcalo , though old , Yet not unfit for War ; who with a bold And fearless Hand , a teeming Lyoness Would stroke : then Bragada , whose Shield's Impress , A River's Urn : Hyempsal , who the Wrack Of Ships from dang'rous Sands would boldly take , As Spoils , from raging Seas : these sadly all , Slain by his fatal Hand , together fall : And with them Atyr , skilfull to disarm Serpents of Poison , whose sole Touch could charm To sleep the banefull Adder , and apply The Cerast , all suspected Broods to try . And thou Hyarba , Garamantick , born By Oracular Groves , thy Helmet , like an Horn , Bending about thy Temples , there wer 't slain ; Accusing Iove , and Destinies , in vain , That often falsly thy Return express'd . But now with Bodies slain the Heap encreas'd , And with the yet-warm Streams of slaughter smoaks ; While Murrus to the Fight aloud provokes The General : as when , pursu'd by cries Of Spartan Dogs , a Boar the Forest flies , And , met by Hunters , on his Back doth rear The Ensigns of his Rage , and his last War Attempts , and , as his foamy Blood he eats , Groaning , his Tusks against their Javelins beats . But in another Quarter , where Despair Had forc'd the Youth to sally , free from fear , That any Hand , or Dart , could work his fall , Raging amidst the Troops was Hannibal : And shakes his Sword , that was , not long before , With Fire enchanted , on th' Hesperian Shore , Made by Old Temisus ; whose pow'rfull Skill Could temper , with his Charming Tongue , the Steel . So , in Bistonian Plains , the God of War Brandish'd his Sword ; when , in his Iron Car , The Titans he pursu'd ; or , with the Breath Of 's Steeds , and Noise of 's Wheels , extinguisheth The Flames of War . Hoscus , and Pholus , now , Lygdus , and Dirius , to the Shades below , By him were sent . To them Galesus fair ; The Twins , Chronus , and Gyas , added were : With Daunus ; who all other did excell , In Pleading at the Bar , and by his Skill ( Though a most Just Observer of the Laws ) Still gain'd the Hearers minds unto his Cause . But , furiously , with Rage transported , now , This Language adds , as he his Darts doth throw ; Whither , proud Carthaginian , will the Spite , And Fury , of thy Father , thee incite ? Here are no Fabricks , by a Womans Hand Erected , purchas'd with a Price ; or Land To Exiles measur'd , by an Oxe's Hide : Here the Foundations of the Gods abide , And Romane Leagues . While thus he , boasting , speaks ; With a fierce Charge , the Carthaginian breaks Into the fighting Ranks , that him surround , And seising on him Captive , having bound His Hands upon his Back ▪ commands him strait , In slowly-killing Pains , to meet his Fate . Then bids his Ensigns to Advance ; and , through The Heaps of Slaughter'd Men , the Way doth shew , Exciting all by Name ; and gives away , Sure of Success , the City , as their Prey . But now , inform'd by some , that Fled , that Heaven To Murrus , in another Part , had given The Day with Victory , enrag'd , he flies Like a fierce Tiger , and that Enterprize Forsakes : while , as he goes , his Helmet seems , Upon his Head , to cast forth killing Beams . As when a Comet , with its fiery Hair , A Kingdom frights , and scatters through the Air It s Bloody Flames ; which , as they issue forth , With Horrour , threaten Ruin to the Earth . The Ensigns , Arms , and Men , unto his Rage Give way ; and , as he , Furious , doth engage , Both Armies tremble : while his Spear ejects A Light , prodigious ; that round reflects , Like Lightning , on his Shield . As when the Waves , Swelling up to the Stars , while Corus raves On the Aegaean-Sea , hang in the Air ; Filling th' affrighted Sea-mens Hearts with Fear : And roaring , Thunder-like , as they encrease , Toss , to and fro , the trembling (s) (s) The Cyclades are Islands in the Arch●●pelago ; in number fifty three : Scituate round about the Isle of Delos ; and from the Circle derive their general Name . Solin . cap. 17. Cyclades , Within their hollow Bosoms . Him , not all The Darts , that do invade him , from the Wall ; Nor Flames , cast at his Face ; nor Stones , by Art , Excuss'd from mighty Engines , could divert . Soon as a shining Crest he did behold , And , by the Sun's reflection , Arms of Gold , Besmear'd with Blood , look red ; enrag ▪ d , he saies . See Murrus , who Our great Attempts delaies , And Libya's Affairs : I 'le make Thee know , What thy Iberus , and vain Leagues can do . Keep still your Laws , Faith , Justice : but ( said he ) Leave your deceived Deities to Me. Murrus replies ; Th' art Welcome . My desire To Combate Thee , long since , did burn like Fire , In hope to have thy Head : receive what 's due For all thy Fraud , and under Ground pursue Thy Way to Italy ; to thee this Hand Shall a long Journey give to th' Trojan Land , And Alps , and high Pyrene , crown'd with Snow ▪ This said , perceiving his approaching Foe , From the high Breach , a firm , and weighty Stone , With all his Strength , he takes , and hurls it down , As he Advanc'd , and in its speedy fall Oppress'd him , as if stricken with the Wall . Shame fires his Thoughts ; nor , still wont to prevail , Though check'd , did then his conscious Valour fail . Gnashing his Teeth , he labours to ascend The Wall , through all the Darts , that it defend : But when he nearer shin'd , and stood upon The Rampart , all the Tyrian Troops came on , And compass'd Murrus round , who all the Host Amaz'd , and soon among his Foes was lost . A thousand Hands , and Swords , together shine , Unnumber'd waving Crests on Casks decline . Loud Shouts , and Clamours , from all Quarters came . As if Sagunthus all were in a Flame . Murrus , his Limbs , with instant Death possess'd , Drags after him , and these Last words express'd . Alcides , Thou , who first these Walls didst rea● , Whose Sacred foot-steps we inhabite here , Avert this Storm , which menaceth our Land ; If I defend not with a sluggish Hand Thy Walls . And looking up ( as thus he pray'd ) To Heav'n , Shall not our bold Attempts ( he said ) More justly favour'd be , Great Hercules ? Unless our emulous Valour thee displease . For , not unlike thy self , when Mortal , Me Thou shalt acknowledg . Then propitious be , Thou God , that first didst (t) (t) First Sack'd by Hercules , in the Reign of King Laomedon . waste unhappy Troy . Me rather , who the Reliques will destroy Of th' Phrygian Race , ( said Hannibal ) assist . And , as he spake , with all his Fury prest His Sword through Murrus . Troubled at his Fall , The Youth run in ; his Arms , and Corps , by all Well known , were to the Conquerour deni'de , For Spoil : the Troops encrease on either side , And stand all in an Heap ; while Stones rebound 'Gainst Helmets , & while Spears 'gainst Targets sound . Some hard'ned Stakes do throw , some pond'rous Lead , By which the Crest 's divided on the Head , And Glory of the Plumes in Slaughter fall . And now the Rivulets of Sweat o're all The * * Hannibal . Libyan's Members flow ; on ev'ry Scale Stand barbed Arrows , in his Coat of Mail. No Rest , no Shelter left to shun a Blow : His Knees decline , and weary Shoulders bow Under his Arms. Then , from his parched Jaws , His Breath like Vapour breaking forth , he draws Deep sighs , and Groans , that check'd by panting throws , A broken Murmur through his Helmet goes . His Courage his Adversity outvies , Perswading Virtue , then to exercise Her Strength , when Fortune frowns : and so outweighs Dangers , by th' Glory of ensuing Praise . A suddain Noise , among the Clouds , breaks forth From the divided Heav'n , and shakes the Earth . Iove , over both the Armies , thund'red twice ; Then , in an horrid Whirl-wind , in the Skies , Shak'd the revengfull Lance of unjust War , And couch'd upon his adverse Thigh the Spear . Ye , Rocks Tarpeian , where Powers Divine Reside ! and Trojan Flames , that ever shine On Virgin Altars ! what great things ( alass ) To you , by that fallacious Meteor , was Promis'd by Heav'n ? for , had it nearer been Oppos'd against their Rage , we ne'r had seen A Passage through the Alps ; nor Allia Should ( Thrasimenus ) to thy Streams give way . But Iuno , on Pyrene's Top , from far , Beholding his so early Heat , in War , And fruitless Onset , pulls his falling Spear From the hard Bones , where it did first appear . He hiding with his Shield the Blood , that swims , Diffus'd in Streams , upon his wounded Limbs ; Fainting , with slow , and doubtfull Steps , retires . The Night , at length , arrives to their desires , And both the Earth , and Sea , in darkness hides , And , putting Day to flight , the Fight decides . But their resolved Minds still watch , with Care , And , lab'ring in the Night , the Breach repair . Extremities of Danger do incense Their Thoughts , and Courage ; which takes Violence From their Despair . Hence Men oppress'd with Age , Women , and tender Children , all engage To help , and in that dubious State of things , With his yet bleeding Wounds , the Souldier brings Stones to the Work : the Senatours their share Partake , and Nobles , in the Publick Care . They meet , and chosen Men exhort , with Pray'rs , To succour their deplorable Affairs , And from Sagunthus Walls to drive away The Tyrian Flames . Now , go , with speed ( say they ) And , (u) (u) Though Plutarch ( in Vita Marcelli ) admires , that Hannibal in those many Fights against the Romanes , and their Allies , was never wounded : yet Livy ( Lib. 21. ) is positive ; that , in this Assault , going too unadvisedly near the Wall , he was desperately wounded , by a barbed Lance , in the Thigh : which so much discouraged his Men , that his Officers had much ado to keep them from deserting their Trenches . while the wounded Tyger is restrain'd , And shut within his Den , their Ships ascend . A speedy Diligence is best in War ; The way to Honour is , where Dangers are . Haste ye , these antient Walls , that can no more Defend us , and our Faith , at Rome deplore . Come home with better Fates : in brief , Return , Before in Funeral Flames Sagunthus burn . With this sad Charge to the next Shore they hie , And or'e the Seas with swelling Canvase flie . Now Tithon's rosie Wife had Sleep exil'd , And with her Horses early neighing fill'd The Misty Hills , and shook her Reins , with Dew Surcharg'd : when from the Walls the Youth did shew Their high-built Tow'rs ; that there by Night had bin Erected , and the City compass'd in . All Action 's lay'd aside ; the Souldier's sad ; The Siege declines ; that Heat stands still , that had So Active been ; and , in that Danger , all Their Cares are turn'd upon the General . The (x) (x) The Sagunthines . Rutuli , by this , the Seas had crost , Beginning now to see th' Herculean Coast , And Cloud-encompass'd Rocks , that to the Skies From the (y) (y) Monoecian Hills , hanging over a little Port , where Hercules had a Temple , called Monoecian ; because he would allow no other God to share with him in his Temple . And it was a Canon in the Augural Laws ; That no Chapel , or Temple , should be dedicated to two Gods : for that , if any Prodigie happened , the Priests could not determine , to which of the two Deities they should Sacrifice . Val. Max. lib. 1. cap. 1. Monoecian Hills aspiring rise . Here Thracian Boreas his Imperial Seat Maintains : and , always Cold , sometimes doth beat Upon the Shore ; sometimes , with roaring Wings , Cleaves ev'n the Alps ; and , when himself he flings Over the Earth , from the still-Icie Bear , No other Winds against him dare appear . With whirling Blasts , the Ocean is broke Into divided Waves , that rise in Smoak , And hide the Hills from sight : then , as he flies , Heaves Rhene , and Rhodanus , unto the Skies . When this dire Fury of fierce Boreas they Had scap'd , th' alternate Dangers of the Sea , And their sad War , and dubious Success Of things , with frequent Sighs they thus express . Dear Countrey ! Faith's renowned Temple ! where Are now thy Fates ? do yet thy Tow'rs appear Sacred on Hills ? Or , of so Great a Name , Do Ashes , the sad Reliques of a Flame , Onely remain ; ye Gods ? Oh! fill our Sails With gentle Winds , and give us prosp'rous Gales ; If that our Temples Roofs the Fire invade Not yet , or Latian Ships can lend us Aid . In such Complaints , they , Day and Night , deplore Their State ; untill on the Italian Shore The Ship arriv'd : where Father Tyber , made More rich by Anyo's Waters , doth invade With Yellow Waves the Sea . From thence they come Unto the Walls of their own-kindred , Rome . The Consul calls a Solemn Council ; where Fathers of unstain'd (z) (z) The Primitive Virtue of the Romanes was eminently Glorious in the incorruptible Poverty of some of their Consuls : as , Q. Cincinnatus , Serranus , M. Curius Dentatus , Fabritius , &c. Who contemned the Tentations of their greatest Enemies ; contenting themselves with little Possessions , and choosing , rather to command over a Wealthy People , then be rich Themselves . See Livy's Epit. lib. 14. Poverty appear : Whose worthy Names do from their Triumphs rise . A Senate , that in Virtue equalize The Gods : such Men , as valiant Acts to Fame Commend ; whom just Desires of Right enflame : Their Beards , and Hair , neglected on their Brow ; Their Hands familiar with the crooked Plow ; Content with little : Hearts , whom no desire Of Wealth torments ; who , often , did retire To their small Lares , in Triumphal Cars . But , at the Temple-Gates , the Spoils of Wars , Their Captiv'd Chariots , and Weapons stain'd With Blood , Opimous Spoils , which they had gain'd From Generals , with Axes terrible In Fight ; then Bars of Gates , whose Cities fell Under their Fury ; Targets , pierced through By Darts , and Swords , hang up : and here they view Aegathes War ; Ships scatter'd on the Sea , Whose Stems , there hanging , Testimonials be Of Libya's vanquish'd Fleet : the Helmets here Of curled Senones are fix'd ; and there The Sword , the Judg of their (a) (a) The Romanes , besieged , in the Capitol , by the Gauls , Articled to give some Talents for their Ransome . The Gauls brought false Scales ; and the Romane Tribune refusing to weigh the Gold , so much to their disadvantage , an Insolent Gaul cast his Sword into the heavier Scale ; intimating , they would have on all Advantage . But , Camillu● arriving , at the same Instant , to their Relief , this Sword was taken , and ( the Gauls repulsed ) kept , as a Sacred Relique , in the Capitol . redeeming Gold : With these , the honour'd Trophies of the bold (b) (b) Camillus was a Noble Romane , no less famous , for the Preservation of his Countrey ; then Romulus , for Founding it . He was five times Dictatour , and was chosen , by the Besieged Romanes , to his second Dictatour-ship , while he was in Banishment . At which time he gave that memorable Defeat to the Gauls . The Arms , which he wore in that Expedition , were preserved in the Capitol See Livy , lib. 5. Camillus , and his Arms , in Triumph borne ( The Gauls now all repuls'd ) at his Return : Here were the Spoils of great (c) (c) Pyrrhus , ( descended from Ae●cus ) King of Spain ; who gave great Testimonies of his Virtue , in his Expedition into Italy , to Aid the Tar●●tines against the Romanes . With whom he 〈◊〉 several Conflicts , with various Events ; and was forced to quitt Italy , 〈◊〉 Conduct of Fabritius . Aeacides ; And Epirotick Ensigns : among these , Dreadfull Ligurian Crests , with the rude Shield Of Spain , and Alpine (d) (d) The Gesa were a sort of Weapons , used by the Celtick Gauls , and seem ▪ by Varro , to have been Long , and Slender , like Darts . For that such , as had no Targets , carried more then one of them , in their Hands . Those , reserved in the Capitol , were , either taken by Camillus ; or from the Celtae , who ( as Appian ) were Mercenaries to the Carthaginians in the first Punick War . Gesa , they beheld . But , when the Ruins they had born , and fear'd , As written in their Squallid Looks appear'd , So , that Sagunthus Image seem'd to stand , Before their Eyes , and their Last Aid demand ; Grave Sycoris , with Tears , began , and saith . Ye , Romanes , famous for your sacred Faith ; Whom justly all the Nations , that give place Unto your Arms , acknowledg Mars his Race ; Think not , that we have measur'd o're the Sea , For Dangers light . Our Walls , and Countrey , we , Besieg'd , and falling , saw : and there , whom wilde Beasts , or the raging Seas , brought forth , beheld , Fierce Hannibal . Far from these Walls , Oh! far , Keep him , ye Gods , I pray : and to our War Confine his dreadfull Hand . What mighty Beams He hurls ? How Strong , how Great in Arms he seems ? Over Pyrene's Hills he makes his Way , And , scorning that (e) (e) Iberus ( now called Ebro ) runneth , from its Fountain in Cantabria , with a large Navigable Stream , through a large Tract of Ground , by many fair Cities , for the space of two hundred and threescore Miles . The Carthaginians were obliged , by the Articles , between them , and the Romanes , after the first War , not to pass over this River . Which Articles were violated by Hannibal ; who this way led his Armie , over the Pyrenae●n-Hills ( near which it runs ) in his March towards Italy . Iberus Flood should stay His Speed , he listeth Calpe , in his Bands , With those , that dive in (f) (f)

A People , bordering upon the greater Lybian Syrts : whose manner of Living is described by the Noble Lucan ▪ ( Lib. 9 ) and thus by Mr. May — Yet this dull Earth Unto a few small Hearbs affords 〈◊〉 ▪ Which are the hardy Nasamonians Fare : Near the Sea-Coast they bleakly seated are . Whom barbarous Syrts with the World's Loss maintain . For Spoil , they , still , upon the Sand remain ; And , though no Merchants Trade with them , yet Gold They have ; and still , by Shipwrack , Traffick hold With all the World . —

Nasamonian Sands ; And seeketh greater Walls : that , if the Sea , Whose Rage we lately felt , shall cease to be His Bar , into your Cities he will break . Think you , this desp'rate Youth would undertake The charge of so great Broils , and violate With Arms your League , or thus precipitate By Vows into a War ; onely to give Sagunthus Laws , or Us of Life deprive ? Oh! haste , suppress the rising Flame , for fear The Danger prove too strong for tardy Care . Or , though you have no Terrours of your Own , Nor yet the Seeds of War , which he hath sown , Appear : can your Sagunthus be deny'd An helping Hand , so near in (g) (g) The Sagunthines were Allyed to the Latines , by the Ardeates , derived from the Zacynthians , who built Sagunthum . Blood ally'd ? All the Iberi , Galli , all that are Still thirsting under Libya's fiery Star , Under his Ensigns march . We pray you , by Th' ador'd Beginnings of the Rutuli , Laurentine Houshold-Gods , and by these dear Pledges of Mother Troy , with speed prepare To Aid our Pietie , who are compell'd For poor (h) (h) Ardean ; from Acrisius , whose Daughter Danae built it . Acrisionean Walls to yield (i) (i) Sagunthine . Tyrinthian Tow'rs . You nobly did contend 'Gainst a Sicilian Tyran , and defend Campanian Walls ; and , once , to have expel'd The Samnites strength , was a great Honour held , Worthy Sigaean Ancestours . I call To Witness you Eternal Fountains , all That , from Time's birth , live in Apulia , And close Numician Pools : when Ardea , ( Too happy then ) first sent her Youth abroad , With Turnus Altars , for a new Abode ; That they , beyond Pyrene's Hills , with care , All the Laurentine Deities did bear . Why then , as Members from the Body torn , Or else cut off , should we expect your Scorn ? Or why should We , descended of your Blood Be now opprest , because w' have firmly stood Unto your Leagues ? Thus , having ended all Their sad Complaints ( a wofull Sight ) they fall , Spreading their Squallid bodies on the Ground . The Senate strait consult , and , as they , round , Their Votes do pass , bold Lentulus , who seems Ev'n then to see Sagunthus fall in Flames , Adviseth ; That they instantly demand The Youth be punish'd , and to waste the Land Of Carthage , with a suddain War , if they Refuse . But (k) (k) Q. Fabius Maximus Dictator , famous for his prudent Conduct against Hannibal ; of whom , see Book 6. Fabius , who did wisely weigh Future Events , in Dubious affairs Not too Elate , who would not stir up Wars On Light occasions , and well was Skill'd To manage them , yet not engage a Field , Gravely advis'd ; In matters of that Weight . Not to be Rash : but try , if 't were the Hate , And Fury , of the General had mov'd Those Arms ; or if the Senate them approv●d : That some be sent , who truly might Relate The State of things . This , as fore-knowing Fate , And providently pond'ring in his Breast The rising Broils , wise Fabius exprest . As when , at Stern , a Skilfull Pilot finds ▪ By Signs , some future Danger in the Winds , Contracts , unto the reeling Yard , the Sails . But Tears , and Grief , with Anger mix'd , prevails With all , to hasten on the hidden Fates : And , from the Senate , chosen Delegates Are to the Gen'ral sent ; and , if he stand Deaf to the League , in Arms , have in Command , To turn to Carthage City , and declare 'Gainst them , who had forgot the Gods , a War . The End of the First Book .
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SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Second Book . THE ARGUMENT . Embassadours from Rome , to Carthage sent , Young Hannibal's deserved Punishment , For Violation of the League , demand : 'Gainst Hannibal , for them , doth Hanno stand . The Carthaginians doubtfull to declare What they intended ; either Peace , or War , Stout Fabius offers , and to Rome returns . In voluntary Flames Sagunthus burns : And , to deprive the Conqu'rour of the Spoil , The People , and their Wealth , compose the Pile . THE Latian Ship , o're the Herculean Seas , The Senate's grave Commands , with Speed , conveys , And some chief Senatours . Wise Fabius : who , Descended of Tirynthian Race , could shew (a) (a) The People of Rome assailed on all sides , by their emulous Neighbours , the Family of the Fabii undertook the War against the Veientes , and marched out three hundred & six men . Of whom ( saith Livy in his second Book ) the Senate would have refused none , to be their General : but they were so unhappy in their Expedition , that they all dyed on the Place . One Youth onely remaining ; of whom this great Restorer of the Name descended . See more below in the seventh Book . Three hundred Ancestours , that , in one Day , The cruel Storms of War had cast away ; When Fortune , that unequally withstood Their Labours , stained with (b) (b) Patritii , or Patroni , were the chief of the Romane Nobility , so called either from their number of Clients , or from their Wealth , Gravity , or Number of Children : out of which Romulus , at first chose his Senate of an hundred , in time they came to be three hundred , and were called Senatours , and their Sons Patritii , endowed with extraordinary Privileges . Patritian Blood The Banks of Cremera . An equal Share , With him , in Cares , (c) (c) Publius Valerius ( who was made the first Consul with Brutus , after the Expulsion of the Kings ) had the Surname of Publicola given him , for that he was a great Lover of the People , and their Interess . Of him descended this Consular Person , who was joyned with Fabius in this Embassie . Publicola did bear ; Who did from Spartan Volesus descend , And ( as his Name imports ) the People's Friend , The Romane Fasces , as His Grand-sire , bore . When Hannibal first heard , that these , before The Port , arriv'd , bringing Decrees of State ; That now ( amidst the Flames of War ) too late , Forsaken Peace demanded , and withall , The Punishment of Him , the General , Included in the League . He strait commands His threatning Ensigns , and his armed Bands , To shew , along the Shore , their Targets , stain'd With Blood , and Swords , that late in Slaughter reign'd : And cries , There 's now no Place for Words ; you hear The Tyrrhen Trumpets sounding ev'ry where , And Groans of Dying Men. While yet they may , 'T were best , they would return unto the Sea ; Unless they long to be besieg'd . All know What Armed men , in Heat of Blood , may do : How lawless Anger is , and what drawn Swords Will dare to Act. By these His threatning Words Repuls'd , from the inhospitable Shore , They haste to Carthage with the lab'ring Oar ; While he , to Animate the Army , rails , And thus pursues the Vessel , as it sails : Prepares that Ship to carry o're the Sea My Head ? Alass ! Blind Souls , and Hearts , that be Proud with Successes ! Doth your Impious Land Arm'd Hannibal to Punishment demand ? I 'le come , ne're ask it : you enough of Me Shall have , e're you Expect , and that proud She , Which now doth Forein Gods defend , ev'n Rome , Shall fear for her own Gods , and Gates , at Home . Although you climb Tarpeian Rocks again , Or in your (d) (d) The Capitol besieged by the Gauls , in the time of Furius Camillus . See below . Capitol , immur'd , remain : No Gold your captiv'd Lives shall dis-engage . Their Minds incensed by his Words , and Rage Join'd to their Arms , soon Clouds of Arrows , round , The Skies obscure ; and ecchoing Tow'rs resound With Storms of Stones : all prosecute the Fight ; While yet the flying Ship remains in Sight , And views the Walls . But still the General , His Wounds discov'ring , on his Troops doth call For promis'd (e) (e) Piaculum is properly a Sacrifice for the Expiation of some heinous Offence . But here a vindictive Satisfaction for the Affronts , and Losses , the Carthaginians had sustained in former Wars . If any carp at the Word , as scarce English , I shall desire them to interpret the Authour ( for it is his ) without a Periph●asis , which I believe not proper in this Place . Piacles ; and fills the Air With new Complaints . We , we ( Companions dear ) Demanded are . See Fabius from the Poop Shews , in Contempt , our Chains , and we must stoop To the proud Senate's Wrath. If you repent Of what 's begun , or our just Arms intent Be worthy Blame : the Romane Ship from Sea Recall , I care not ; come , deliver Me Enchain'd unto the Wrack : for why should I , Born of Eöan Belus Race , deny To be their Slave ? Although so many Hands Of valiant Libyan , or Iberian Bands Circle me in ? No , let the Romane State For ever rule , and Ensigns propagate To ev'ry Age , and Nation : let us dread Their Words , and Frowns . This said , deep Sighs are spread Through all the Camp , and all convert ●heir Hate Against Aeneas Race , and stimulate , With Shouts , their Rage . Among the Num'rous Throngs Of un-girt Libyans , and diff'rent Tongues , Fierce in the War against the Romane Name , Hasbyte with Marmarick Ensigns came , Sprang from Hyarba Garamantick . He , Of Ammon born , Medusa's Caves , that be In Phorcas Isles , Cyniphian Mace , and Sun-burnt Battiades , did once command ; With Nasamon , and Barce ever-dry , And Autololian Woods , and Shores , that ly Near Treach'rous Syrts ; Getulians , that ride , Swift , without Bridles . His first beauteous Bride The Nymph Tritonis was : from whence the Queen Her Stock did boast ; That Iove himself had been Her Grand-sire , and in Groves , fore-telling Fate , The Names of her great Ancestours relate . She , still accustom'd to a Virgin-Bed , In Hunting , and in Woods , her Life had led ; The Basket , or the Distaff , to her Hands Unknown ; She Hunting , and thy Virgin-Bands ( Diana ) lov'd , and with Her Heel t' impell The running Steed , or flying Beast to kill : As when , disdaining Getes , and Cicones , Or Rhoesus Family , or Bistones With Moon-like Arms , a Troop of Amazons Through the Pangaean lofty Forest Runs ; O're Thra●ian Rhodope , or Hebrus Plains . She , by her Countrey 's Habit known , restrains , With Fillets of fine Gold , her flowing Hair . Her right-side to the Fight exposed Bare , Her left a Thermodoantiack Shield , Bright as the Sun , defends . Thus through the Field , Shaking the smoaking Axel-tree , she runs With rapid Speed ; while her Companions , Some in light Chariots , by two Horses Drawn : On Horse-Back some , that Venus Rites had known , With a more Num'rous Virgin-Troop , their Queen Attend. But She still in the Van is seen , Proud to expose to View her Fiery Steeds , ( Chosen among the Best her Countrey Breeds ) And , as about the trampled Field she scowrs , Flings wounding Darts , into the highest Tow'rs . But Mopsus , not enduring to behold Her , at the Walls so frequent , and so bold , Through the moist Air Gortynian Arrows sends ; Which , by the winged Steel , where he intends , Give deadly Wounds . He , born in Crete , was wont ( Bred 'mong the Sibyls Sacred Caves ) to Hunt In the Dictaean Woods ; and , when a Childe , Birds , mounting to the Skies , had often kill'd ; And stop'd by suddain Wounds the running Dear , That scap'd the Toils ; and , while he yet might hear The singing Bow , perceiv'd the Beast to fall . Nor could that Age any , more justly , call A skilfull Archer : had Gortyna sought The Conquest , and Eoan Arrows brought . But , when his former Sports the sad Decay Of Wealth deni'd , constrain'd to put to Sea , With Meroe , his Wife , and Sons , by Fate Into Sagunthus led , in low Estate , A Guest he there remain'd . His hopefull Pair Of Sons full Quivers at their Backs did bear , With light , Steel-pointed , Cretan Shafts ; which he , Standing amidst the Valiant Youth , le ts flee , 'Gainst the Massilian Troops : by which bold Tyre , With Gravius , Glisco , Baga , did expire , And Lixus ; who deserv'd not to have bin The Object of so certain Aim , whose Chin The tender Down of Youth not yet indu'd . But , with his Arrows , while he thus pursu'd , The Fight , he aims against a Valiant Maid , Forsaken Iove invoking to his Aid , Unluckily . For Sarpe , born upon The hollow Banks of Sandy Nasamon , No sooner saw him turn the fatal Bow , But she receiv'd within her Bosom ( though Far distant ) the swift Arrow , and her Fate ; Which , with a gaping Wound , did penetrate So far , that at her Back her Sisters all First saw the Point appear . Before her fall , Incens'd , another of the Virgin-Train , Endeav'ring to support , but all in vain , Her dying Limbs , and watring with her Tears Her Eyes , whose Light almost extinct appears ; With all the Strength , that Grief and Fury lent , Towards the Walls a deadly Arrow sent , Which through the Shoulder of Stout Dorilas , ( As swift as Thought ) with Rapid force did pass . The Bow was drawn so far , the Horned Ends Did seem to touch ; and , as the Nerve extends , The space between the Bow the Shaft supplies , And , when Released by her Fingers , flies Before the active Winds : then , from the Walls , Headlong , the miserable Wounded falls ; And turning , upside-down , his Quiver , round His dying Body , scatters on the Ground The shining Shafts . Then Icarus , who stood Near him ( alike in Arms ) his Brother's Blood Prepares to Vindicate ; and as , in haste , His Hand unto the full-charg'd Quiver past , To draw an Arrow ; by a weighty Stone , That from the Hand of Hannibal was thrown , He fell to Earth : a deadly Coldness all His stiffned Limbs possest ; and , in his fall , From 's fainting Hand , into its place again The half-drawn Arrow sinks . His Sons , thus slain , When Father Mopsus saw ; thrice , to pursue Their wish'd Revenge , in a sad Rage he drew His Cretan Bow : but thrice his Right-Hand fail'd , And Grief , above his former Skill , prevail'd . Then , by their Death , of all his Joys bereft , Too late , alass ! he griev'd , that he had Left His Native Soil : and , Snatching up the Stone , That against thee ( Poor Icarus ) was thrown , Beating his Breast , in Vain , when no Relief His Feeble Hands could give , to Ease his Grief , By speedy Death , himself he Head-Long sends From an High Tow'r , and on his Son extends His dying Limbs . While thus Unfortunate , In Forein Wars , this Stranger met his Fate ; Teron , who kept Alcides Temple , and With Incense , at his Altars , us'd to Stand , To new Designs the Army Stimulates , And , in a sudden Sally from the Gates , Invades the Tyrian Camp . He neither Spear In 's Hand , nor Helmet on his Head , did bear : But , trusting to his Strength of Youth , his Broad And Lofty Shoulders ( like th' (*) (*) Hercules . Oetaean God ) With an Huge Club , destroys the trembling Files Upon his Head a Lyon's threatning Spoils , With Gaping Jaws , he wore . An hundred Snakes , Carv'd on his Shield , display'd their Marble Backs ; 'Mong which a Monstrous double Hydra spreads , In several Serpents , her divided Heads . Thus Arm'd , he Iuba , and Micipsa , ( Fam'd For Valiant Deeds , and from his Grand-sire Nam'd ) With aged Tapsus , and Saces and Moor , Driv'n from the Walls , and flying to the Shore , Fiercely Pursues ; and , by one Valiant Hand , The Streams of Blood the Neighb'ring Ocean stain'd . For , Hot with Slaughter , and not satisfy'd , That Idus , Rothus , and Iugurtha Dy'd , Or that Marmarick Cotho he had kill'd , Hasbyte's Chariot , and her Moon-like Shield , Shining with Gold , he covets , and t' invade With all his Force , and Rage , the Warlike Maid . Him , with his Bloody Weapon , when she spy'd Come rushing on , she turns her Steeds aside , And in fallacious Circles , wheeling round The Champain Field , divides the yielding Ground ; And , as if wing'd with Speed , she makes her way , With her light Chariot , through the winding Sea . Thus , while she flies his Sight , swift as the Wind , The Horses raise a Cloud of Dust behind , And , with the ratling Wheels , in pieces tear , An adverse Troop . She , to augment their Fear , From her sure Hand , did frequent Darts expell : By which Bo●d Thamyris , and Lycus fell , With Stout (f) (f) Eurydamas , the most importunate of all Penelope's Suitours : who , urging her to Marry him , assured her her Husband Vlysses was drowned ; but he , arriving at the same time , slew him . See Hom. Odyss . Lib. 15. Eurydamas , whose noble Name Derived was from him ; who , known to Fame , Fondly to high Embraces once aspir'd , And , mad with Love , Penelope desir'd : But by her Chaste , and Modest Arts deceiv'd , And the fallacious Web , so oft unweav'd , Gave out Vlysses , in the Sea , was drown'd . But , what he fain'd of him , he after found Real in his own Fate , and he expires By Ithacus dire Hand ; his Nuptial Fires Turn'd into Fun'ral Flames : and , here , of all His Race the last , Eurydamas doth fall , Slain by a Libyan's Hand ; whose Chariot makes Her way , and all his Bones in pieces breaks . But now , perceiving Teron , after all His Labours , hard beset , to work his Fall , Into the Fight again , the Furious Maid Returns with Speed , and , as , about t' invade Her Fo , she waves her Ax before her Brows , Herculean Spoils to thee , Diana , Vows . But Teron , no less big with hopes of Praise , Himself against her bounding Steeds doth raise , Casting before their Eyes the Lyon's Skin , And threatning Jaws : affrighted , they begin To yield to Fear , and , turning swiftly round , Cast , with its Load , the Chariot to the Ground . Then on Hasbyte , who endeavours now To quit the Fight , he leaps , and , on her Brow , Strikes his Herculean Club : by which her Brains , Dash'd through her broken Skul , upon the Reins , And fervent Wheels , dispersed ly ; while He , Hasting that such a Trophy all might see , With her own Ax cuts off the Virgins Head . Nor was his Anger there determined ; But fixed on a Spear he strait commands To bear 't , in view of all the Punick Bands , And drive the Chariot to the City-Gates . These Slaughters Teron , ignorant of Fates , And that the Favour of the Gods declin'd , Commits ; while his own Death 's not far behinde . For now Fierce Hannibal , whose Face the Throne Of Rage , and Death appear'd , came Furious on , Incens'd , and griev'd to see Hasbyte dead , And the yet-bleeding Trophie of her Head In Triumph borne . But when the Troops beheld The bright Reflections of his Brasen Shield , And , as he mov'd ( though distant far ) did hear The fatal clashing of his Arms , with Fear Possess'd , they trembling fled unto the Walls . As when , to their known Beds , the Ev'ning calls The winged People , from the search of Food : Or , when , on the Cecropian Hills , a Cloud The Hony-lab'ring Bees , on tender Flowers Disperst , affrighteth , with approaching Showers : Like one congested Heap , unto their Hive , And fragrant Cells , they haste , and Murm'ring strive , One Climbing on anothers Back , to gain Their Entrance at the Port , and shun the Rain . Thus Fear the Sagunthines precipitates , While Few discern their way , unto the Gates . Oh flatt'ring Light of Heav'n ! is Death to be Shun'd with so great a Fear ; which none can flee , Since joined to their Birth ? They cry for Aid , Repenting , that they had this Sally made From their safe Walls , and Works : while still , in vain , Teron their Flight endeavours to restrain . Sometime Dire Menaces , sometimes his Hand He does imploy , and cries , Why flee ye ? Stand ; He is my Enemy : to me the Crown Of this great Fight belongs ; and from our Town , And Walls , the Tyrians by this Hand , alone , Will I Repell . Stand therefore , and look on : Or , if this Pannick Terrour drive you all , To seek th' inglorious Shelter of a Wall ; ( A shame , the greatest , that the adverse Fates Can add ) against Me onely , shut the Gates . But Hannibal , while yet a sad Despair Of Safety seis'd their Hearts , and horrid Fear Did reign in ev'ry Breast , a while suspends The Slaughter of his Enemies , and bends His course unto the batter'd Walls , which he Resolves , with all his Force shall Stormed be . Th' Herculean Priest , perceiving his intent , Labours , with speed , this Mischief to prevent . At which Fierce Hannibal , more furious grown , Cries out ; Receive , fond Porter of the Town , That Punishment of Fate , that shortly shall Sagunthus self involve , and , by thy Fall , Open the Gates . His Rage could not afford More Words : but , as he waves his fatal Sword , The Daunian Youth flings his contorted Oak , With all his Force , against his Breast : the Stroak , Clashing against his Arms , with horrour sounds , And from the hollow Brass the Club rebounds . Then having lost his Weapon , and his Strength Employ'd in vain , unto the Walls , at length , He turns ; and , with the rest , forsakes the Fight . Th' insulting Conquerour upbraids his Flight , And follows at his Back . Then , with sad Cries , The weeping Matrons , lifting to the Skies Their trembling Hands , from the high Walls , proclaim Their Griefs , and Fears : some , calling him by Name , Tell him , They fain would send unto his Aid , And let him in ; but that they are afraid , With him they should receive the Conqu'ring Fo. But now ( alass ! ) He can no farther go ; For Hannibal oppress'd him with his Shield : And , as the City from the Walls beheld , Cry's ; Go , and let Hasbyte Comfort take , In thy approaching Death . And , as he spake , Into his panting Throat , which now abhor'd A longer Life , thrusts his revenging Sword . Then , from the very Walls , in Triumph leads , Through all the Camp , his Spoils , and captiv'd Steeds Which , at the thronged Gate , excluded stand By Multitudes , that fled his fatal Hand . And now , the raging Troops of Nomades Haste to perform their Queens sad Exequies : Adding all Funeral Rites , and bearing thrice The Corps of Teron ( as a Sacrifice To Hallow her dead Ashes ) round the Pile , Cast into th' Flames his Club , and Lyon's Spoil , And sing'd his Face , now of all Form bereft , And to th' Iberian Fowls his Carkass left . While thus Affairs before Sagunthus stand , They , who , at Carthage , were in chief Command , Consult upon the War , and what shall be Return'd to Rome's Imperious Embassie . Whose Oratours with Fear their Hearts had fill'd : While some to their Demands perswade to yield ; Urging their Faith , and League , that , long before , They , and their Fathers , at the Altars swore , The Gods to Witness call'd . Others the Love Of the ambitious Youth's Attempts doth move , To hope for Better things , if they pursu'd The War . But (g) (g) Hanno , a Noble Carth●ginian , Head of that Faction , that opposed the Ambition of the Barcean Family . He always perswaded the Carthaginians to keep Peace with the Rom●nes , and , endeavouring to induce them to it , by weakning Hannibal's Designs , obstructed all resolutions of Relief for his Army , and by that means , in the end , Ruin'd both him , and his Countrey . Hanno , whom a Native Feud Against the General , had long enflam'd , Their Doubts , and rash Applause thus stoutly blam'd . I might for Fear ( grave Fathers ) now refrain ( For him with Threats some labour'd to restrain ) To speak ; but I will not desist , although I saw my Death approaching by my Fo: I call the Gods to Witness , and to Heaven I leave those Sacred Vows , that we have given , Which to perform , our Countrey 's Safety calls . Although Sagunthus be Besieg'd , her Walls Sinking in Flames ; not yet too late , my Fears This Caution give , which oft , with anxious Cares , Have broke my Rest , that this pernicious Head Might not in Arms , and War , be nurtured ; And while I live , my Sense shall thus abide . His innate Poison , and Paternal Pride , I know . And as those Pilots , who the Skies , And Stars do Contemplate , what Storms will rise , What future Winds will cause the Seas to Rage , To the affrighted Mariners Presage . Aspiring to a Throne , he doth invade The Reins of Rule . All Leagues , all Laws are made The Objects of his Arms : with which he falls On Cities , and , from far , against our Walls , By this last Act , Aeneas Warlike Race He hath incens'd , and we have lost our Peace . His Father's Ghost , and Fury , him excites , And Memory of those Nefandous Rites He once did Celebrate , and what of Old Vainly to him Massila's Priest foretold : And thus the Gods , for his infringed Faith , On his perfidious Head convert their Wrath. With Hopes of a new Kingdom blind , he Arms 'Gainst Forein Lands , and now Sagunthus Storms . But let him not commix this Citie 's Fate With his own Fortune ; let him expiate , With his own Punishment , his proper Crime ; For now ( Dear Carthage ) at this very time , He Thee Besiegeth , and Assaults thy Walls . We (h) (h) After many Conflicts by Sea , and Land , between the Romanes and Carthaginians , at length C. Luctatius the Consul put an end to the War , by a Naval Victory , obtained near the Islands Aegathes ( in the Sicilian Sea ) where the Carthaginians received so great a loss , that they were constrained to beg a Peace , and yield to those Articles , which so much enflamed both Amilcar and Hannibal , to break into a second War . stain'd , with Gen'rous Blood , th' Aenean Vales , And scarce with hir'd Laconians could maintain The War : our Navies , broken on the Main , Have fill'd up Scylla's Caves : and we have seen , When , from Charybdis Bottom , Decks have been Spew'd up again . Vain Wretch ! whose Soul no Fire Of Piety doth Warm ! do but retire Thy Thoughts , a while , upon Aegathes War , And Limbs of Libya dispersed far . Whither dost run ? Why , thirsting after Fame , Thus , in thy Countrey 's fall , dost seek a Name ? The Alps may give Thee way , and Apennine , Equal to them , his Snowy Head decline : Yet , though thou gain'st some Ground , think'st thou to finde In those great Nations a mortal Mind ? That they to Fire , and Sword , will yield ? Alass , You fight not now with a (i) (i) A Neritian Race , such as were the Sagunthines . For Sagunthum was at first a Colonie from Zacynthus , and Neritus , Islands subject to Vlysses . Neritian Race . (k) (k) Though in the Constitution of the Romane Militia , none could ordinarily , be admitted into the List of Souldiers , before the Age of seventeen years : yet Examples there were of some , that at fourteen years were in Arms , and were eminent for their Valour ; as the Son of Tarquinius Priscus , Scipio Africanus ( who rescued his Father ) Marus , &c. See Liv. lib. 24. Silius , lib. 6. & 14. Their Souldiers in the Camp are Bred , and Born , And , e're the Down appear , their Cheeks are worn With Brasen Helmets : Ease , and Rest's unknown To Aged-Men , who Pale , and Bloodless grown , In the continued Service of the State , In Fronts of Battails do provoke their Fate . My self have Romanes seen , who pierced through Their Bodies , from their Wounds their weapons drew , And turn'd them on the Fo: their Valour I Have seen , and thirst of Honour , when they dy . If therefore , Carthage , thou decline this War , Nor give thy Self up to the Conquerour , How much of Mischief may prevented be , And how much Blood shall Hanno save for Thee ? Thus He : but Gestar , whose full Breast the while With Anger , and Impatience , did boyl , Who twice to Interrupt him had essay'd , Replies . Is then a Romane Souldier made One of the Libyan Councils , and must He A Member of the Tyrian Senate be ? 'T is true , he is not Arm'd ; but , well I know , In all things else , he is a perfect Fo. Us with the Snowy Alps , and horrid Height Of lofty Apennine , he would affright , With raging Seas , and Waves of Scylla's Coast : Nor wants it much , but he a Romane Ghost Still dreads ; their wounds , and Deaths , he so doth praise , And to the Stars an Humane Race doth raise . Trust Me ; though some cold Hearts with Fear may be Possess'd , we have a mortal Enemy . Ev'n I beheld their (l) (l) Regulus vanquished by Xantippus , and led Captive to Carthage . See Lib. 6. Regulus , the Hope Of the Hectorean Race , their strongest Prop , His Hands enchain'd behind , with publick Joy , Into a Dungeon drag'd , ne'r seen by Day : I saw , when Crucified , from the high Oak , He , hanging , on Hesperia did look . Nor doth the Face of Boys , that Helmets wear , A cause of Terrour unto Me appear ; Or , that their Cheeks with early Casks are worn : We are not of a Race so sluggish born . How many Libyan Troops their Years , in Deeds Of Arms , out-go , and War on Naked Steeds . The General , so soon as He could speak , At th' Altar vow'd , this War to undertake : To waste with Flames the Phrygian People , and His Father's Arms resolv'd to take in Hand . Ev'n in thy Sight ( vile Hanno ) he shall be Revenger of the Romane Crueltie . Then let the Alps encrease , and let them joyn To Heav'n their shining Heads , with Apennine . Yet I dare say ( though vainest Fears do finde Their Influence upon a guilty Mind ) Ev'n through those Rocks , and Snows , nay through the Stars , His way he 'l make , and scorn to think them Bars , Which Hercules or'ecame , or to despair Of second Honour . But the former War , Its Devastations , and the Miseries Of Libya , Hanno , vainly , amplifies : Nor would , that we should undertake , and try Again , these Labours , for our Liberty . But let him lay those Throws of Fear aside ; And with the Women , safe at home , abide , And save his sighing Soul : we , Fathers , we , ( It is Decree'd ) will meet the Enemy ; And from thy Walls ( dear Carthage ) far remove The Tyran Romanes , in despight of Iove . But if the Fates resist , and Mars give way , That Tyrian Byrsa , be condemn'd this Day , I 'le rather choose to Die , then give up Thee ( Dear Country ) to Eternal Slavery , And go with Freedom to the Shades below : For as to that ( Good Gods ) which Fabius now Demands , that we lay down our Arms , and qui Sagunthus , when our Troops have conquer'd it . Then Burn your Targets , let your Navy be Consum'd in Flames , and wholly quit the Sea . But if our Carthage hath not merited To feel such things , as these , ye , Gods , forbid This Wickedness ! oh , let our Generals hands Be free , and not bound up in peacefull Bands . This said , he silent sate , as custom was : The Senate streight proceed their Votes to pass , While Hanno urgeth to restore the Spoils Of War , and add's the Authour of those Broils . With that the Fathers , leaping from their Seats , Amazd , as if the Fo were at the Gates O' th' Temple , Pray the Gods , that it may be A Fatal Omen unto Italy . Fabius , perceiving that their thoughts were far From Peace , and , treacherously , enclin'd to War , No longer able to conceal his Ire , With speed another Council doth require : And to th' assembled Fathers doth Declare , That in his Bosom he brought Peace , or War , Demands their Choice , that , Him they would no more Detain , with dubious Answers , as before . But , when no Choice of either they exprest , ( As if he 'd powr'd whole Armies from his Breast , ) Take then a War ( said He ) ( with that let 's fall (m) (m) The Poet in this relation follow 's Livy lib 21. Polyb. l. 3. &c. But both Aulus Gell. and Marcus Varro differ in the manner of Fabius his Proposal . The first affirms , that he delivered to the Carthaginians an Epistle , wherein was written , that the Romane People sent to them a Spear , and a Caduce , two Ensigns of Peace and War , that they might choose which of the two they pleas'd , and that their choise , should be deemed that which was intended by the Romanes . The Carthaginians replyed , They would choose neither ; but that those , that brought them , should leave which of them they pleas'd ; and that should be their Choise . Varro alleadgeth , they sent neither Spear nor Caduce ; but two little Tallies , wherein both were Carved . His folded Garment ) take a War , which shall To Lybia , like the former , fatall be , In its Events . This said , incensed , He The Temple , and the City quit's , and home Returns , a Messenger of War to Rome . While such at Carthagē was the State of things : Fierce Hannibal , enrich'd with Trophies , brings Again his Arms before Sagunthus Walls , And , to his Aid , those many Nations calls , Whose Faith to Rome was shaken by the Fear Of dubious War ; while they continued there , The People , that inhabited the Coast , Presents ( the best Callaick Art could boast ) Brought to the General . A shining Shield , That Beams , like Lightning terrible , did yield . An Helmet on whose rising Crest , a Plume Did tremble , and in Whiteness overcome The Alpine Snow . With them a Sword , and Spear Which afterwards to thousands Fatall were : With treble Chains of Gold , a Coat of Mail , Studded , 'gainst which no Weapon could prevail . These made of Brass , and harder Steel , inlay'd With Tagus Wealth , triumphing , he survey'd , And in the Carved Works was pleas'd to see His Nations happy Birth , and History . Dido , the first Foundation there did lay , Of Carthage : and , her Navy sent away , The Work begun , th' industrious Youth pursu'd . Some with long Piles , and Banks , the Port include : To others Reverend Bitias prepares Their Houses Platforms , all in equal shares . And , as they turned up the Fertile Ground , A Warlike Horses Head , by chance , they found . The (n) (n) At the first , they digged up the Head of an Ox , which they interpreted a Token of Labour , and Servitude : but , at length ( saith E●stathius , finding the Head of an Horse , they saluted it , as an Omen of a Wealthy Soil , and Rest ; and there began the Foundation of Carthage . Omen , with an universal Shout Of Joy , they all appeared to Salute . Among these Figures sad Aeneas stands , Wrack'd on her Coasts , and with extended Hands , Deprived of his Fleet , and Friends , is seen To crave Assistance . Him th' unhappy Queen Views with an earnest Eye , and Entertains With Smiles : for Love within her Bosom Reigns . Then they Describ'd the Cave , and secret Rites , The Lovers us'd to warrant their Delights . Mean while the Cries of Men , and Dogs , appear To Strike the Marble Sky ; till suddain Fear , Of an Impetuous Storm , the Hunters all Constrain'd , for Shelter , into Woods to fall . Not far from these , upon the Empty Shore , Eliza Weeps , and did , in Vain , implore The Trojan-Fleet's return , that now to Sea Had hois'd up Sails , and bore her Love away . Then on a lofty Pile , at last , She stands , Wounded ; and to the Tyrians commands Revenging Wars : the Trojan Prince , the while , Beholding , from the Sea , the flaming Pile , To the propitious Fates his Sails doth spread , Resolv'd to Follow , wheresoe're they Lead . Apart from these , at Stygian Altars , stood Young Hannibal ( a Childe ) who secret Blood Offer'd , with the infernal Priest ; and there The War against Aeneas Race did swear . But Old Amilcar's Image seem'd to be Alive , and Triumph over Sicily : You 'd think he breath'd forth War ; within his Eys A Flame of Terrour , with grim Aspect , lies . Upon the left Side of the Shield , a Band Of Spartans , with their ragged Ensigns , stand : Whom Bold Xantippus , as a Conqu'rour , led , From fair Amycle , fam'd by Laeda's Bed . Near these , hung Regulus , their sad Renown , Upon a Cross ; and , to the trembling Town , Faith's great Example was . A joyfull Face Of Things adorns the rest : where some the Chace Of Beasts pursue , and carved Houses shine . Not far remote from them , with parched Skin , The black - Moor 's Sister , in an horrid Dress , Tames , with her Country's Speech , a Lyoness . Then , through the Fields the wandring Shepherd moves Free without Stop , through unforbidden Groves : Near them his Dart , and ( whom he Cydon names ) His barking Dog , his Cottage , and hid Flames In Veins of Flint ; then , lively , they exprest His Pipe , familiar to the lab'ring Beast . Then on a lofty Hill Sagunthus stands , And by unnumbred Nations , and Bands Of Fighting men , Besieged-round appears , And to be push'd at , by their trembling Spears . About the Borders , rich Iberus seems To make the Circle up , with winding Streams : Over whose Banks fierce Hannibal , from far , Calls (o) (o) Upon Conclusion of the first Punick War , the Carthaginians were obliged by Article , not to pass over the River ●berus : which Article was transgressed by Hannibal . Africk-People to the Romane War . On his broad Shoulders , as he , smiling , tries These wealthy Presents ; proudly , thus , he cries . In how much Romane Blood shall I imbrue These Arms ? with how great Punishments pursue That Gowned Senate ; that themselves do make Revengers of the War we undertake ? Now in the Siege the Fo grows old , a Day Concludes the Citie 's Fate ; while , weary , they Their forein Aids expect : but , now , no more They look upon the Seas , or helpless Shore ; (p) (p) Disparing of their long expected Aid from the Romanes , the Sa●unthines , after eight months Sieg , resolved to dy within their Walls . What miseries they endured ; till the City was taken , are at large discoursed in Livy , Lib. 22. Perceiving Deaths approach , with sad Despair : For their parch'd Entrails , the Contagious Air Enflames , while Famine in their Bowels reigns , And dries the Blood , in their contracted Veins . From their faln Cheeks , their sinking Eyes , within Their Heads retire , and through the shrivled Skin The Bones , and ill-knit Joints ( a wofull Sight ) With Nervs , consum'd , appear ; the Dew of Night , Some gather from the Earth , to quench the Fire Of thirst , and some themselves do vainly tire For Liquour , while they hardest Oaks do bruise ; Their rav'ning Hunger , which doth nought refuse , Compels them to strange Food . From Shields they tare The Hides to feed upon , and leave them bare . These Ruins of his Citie from the Skie , Alcides look'd on , with a mournfull Eye , But all in vain ; for him the strict command , And fear of his great Father Iove withstand , That he should nothing act 'gainst the Decree Of his severe (*) (*) Iuno . Step-Mother . Therefore He , Concealing his Design , to Faith repairs , Who in the farthest part of Heav'n , the Cares Of Deities revolv'd : thus , at her Shrine He tries Her Counsels : Thou great Power Divine ! Born before Iove himself : who art the Grace , And Honour both of Gods , and Humane Race , Consort of Justice , without whom nor Seas , Nor Earth , can know the benefit of Peace ; A Goddess ( where thou art ) in every Breast ! Canst thou behold Sagunthus , thus opprest , Unmov'd ? That Citie , which , for Thee alone , So many , so great ills , hath undergone ? For Thee the People dy , upon Thee , all , Men , Women , Children , that can speak , do call , By Famine overcome : from Heaven relieve Their sad Estate , and some Assistance give . Thus He ; To whom the Heav'nly Maid again Replies . I see all this , nor is 't in vain , That thus my Leagues infringed are : a Day Shall come , Alcides , that shall sure repay , With Vengance these their dire Attempts . But I Was forc'd from the polluted Earth to fly , To seek , in Iove's blest Mansions , a Place , Free from the num'rous Frauds of Humane Race . I left their Tyrans , that their Scepters hold , Fearing , as they are Fear'd : that Fury , Gold , The vile Reward of Treacheries , I left , And above all , the Men , who now bereft Of all Humanity , like Beasts by Spoil , And Rapine , live , while Honour is the Foil To Luxury , and Modesty by Night , And her dark Crimes opprest , avoids the Light , The place of Right , the too imperious Sword Doth arrogate ; and Force alone 's Ador'd : Vertue gives way to Vice ; for look upon The Nations of the Earth , and there is none Is Innocent ; their frequent Fellowship In Crimes , alone , the Common Peace doth keep . But that these Walls , erected by thy Hand , May in the Book of Fame for ever stand , By an End worthy Thee , and that they may Not give their Bodies up a Captive Prey , To the Proud African ( which , onely , now The Fates , and State of Future things allow ) The Honour of their Death will I extend Beyond the pow'r of Fate , and them commend , As Patterns , to Posterity , and go , With their prais'd Souls , unto the Shades below . This said ; The constant Virgin , through the Air , Descends , and to Sagunthus doth repair , Then strugling with the Fates : through ev'ry Breast She goes , invades their Minds , which , all-possest By her great Deitie , each Soul doth prove Her Altar , burning by her Sacred Love . Now , as if Strong again , for Arms they cry , And in the Fight their weak Endeavours try . Strength , above Hope , they find , while the sweet Name , And Honour , of the Goddess doth inflame Their Hearts ; resolved , for her Sake , to dye , And suffer things , far worse then Death ; to try The Food of Savage Beasts , and Crimes to add To their Repast : but them chaste Faith forbad Longer , with so much Guilt , to view the Day , Or with Man's Flesh their Hunger to allay . Her when Saturnia ( who by chance came down Into the Libyan Camp ) within the Town , ( Which she so hated ) saw , she doth upbraid The Virgin 's Courage , and the War she made . Then in a Rage , with troubled Steps she went To that dire Fury , that doth still torment The guilty Souls , and thus upon her calls , With Hands extended . Strike ( said she ) those Walls , Thou Darling of the Night , let thy fell Hands Destroy that People , 't is Iuno commands ; My self , within a Cloud , will here stand by , And see the Issue of thy Industry . Those Weapons , which sometimes immortal Iove Disturb , by which thou Acheron dost move , Thy Flames of Sulphure , and thy hideous Snakes In Curls , thy horrid Voice , which silent makes Hell's Triple-headed Porter , and let fall From 's Jaws his poys'nous Spume , commixt with Gall : What Plagues , and Mischief , what Impiety Soe're within thy fruitful Breast do lie Upon these hated Rutuli throw down , And let Sagunthus sink to Acheron ; Thus let their peevish Faith rewarded be . Incited by these words , Tisiphone Invades the Walls , then , round about , the Hill Trembles , and roaring Waves the Shore do fill . Innumerable Serpents , on her Head Hissing , her tumid Neck , and Breast , or'espread . Death , walking with her , his wide Jaws extends , On whom pale Sorrow , and black Grief attends . All Plagues were present , that created were , While Cerberus with howling rends the Air. Forthwith she counterfeits Tyburna's Face , Her Voice , her Speech , her Gesture , and her Pace . Tyburna , of a Noble Race , deriv'd , Her Blood from Daunus , and by War depriv'd Of her dear Husband , Murrus , then bewail'd Her Widdowed Bed . The Fury having vail'd Her self , with her sad Countenance , her Hair Dishevel'd , to the Assembly doth repair , And tearing there her Cheeks , What end ( said she ) Of our great Faith , and Citie , shall we see ? I have my Murrus seen , who , every Night , Doth me , with his yet gaping Wounds , affright , And lamentably , thus , on me doth call , Flie , my Tyburna , Flie this Citie 's Fall . Or if the Conqu'ring Libyan deny The Earth to thee , to me , Tyburna , flie . Our Gods are faln , and we ( poor Rutuli ) Are lost , the Punick Sword doth all enjoy : I tremble , and his Ghost , as yet , before Mine Eyes , me-thinks , appears . Shall I no more Thy Stately Palaces , Sagunthus , see ? Happy my Murrus was , thrice happy He , Who saw his Countrey standing , when he fell ! But us Victorious Carthage will compell , ( After so many Miseries of War , And Dangers of the Sea ) their Yoak to bear , And serve Sidonian Ladies , and to lie , Captives in Libya's Bosom , when we die . But you , whose conscious Valour doth deny . ( O brave young Men ! ) a possibility To be made Captives : to whom Death will be A certain Guard against all Misery ; With your own Hands , your Mothers now redeem , From Slavery . True Virtue gets Esteem From hardest things . Go on , that Praise to gain , Which , hardly , meaner People can obtain . With this sad Language having fill'd their Ears , The Fury to an antient Tomb repairs , Which on the Hill was built by Hercules , A Land-Mark unto such as Plough'd those Seas , By him adorned with all Sacred Rites . Come thither , from the Bottom she excites ( A Sight of Terrour ) a Caerulean Snake , With Spots of Gold upon his Scaly Back ; His shining Eyes are fill'd with bloody Flames : And ( to increase the Terrour of those Beams ) He hisseth loud , and shakes his forked Tongue , And then , with Speed , into the trembling Throng Of Citizens he glides , and from the Walls , Into the midst of all the Citie , falls . Thence like a Fugitive he makes his way To th' Shore , and drown's himself i' th' foaming Sea . Then all distracted are ; and , as betrayd , It s silent Mansion ev'ry frighted Shade Fled , and refus'd to stay in Conquer'd Ground . And , now , Despair of Safety doth confound Their troubled thoughts : they , now , their Meats detest , And mad Erinnys Reigns in ev'ry Breast . Nor is the Wrath of Heav'n , which they endure , More grievous , then the sad Delays of sure , And certain Death . They all contend their Fate To meet , with Speed , and longer Life do hate . (z) (z) The Sagunthines driven to the sad Choice , either of yielding to the Mercy of the Conquerour , or to perish by the Sword , which now had so far prevailed , as that they had lost more , then half the City , and daily quitted Ground , so that little was left to them within their Trenches , besides the Forum , ( or great Market-place ) they heaped all their Riches into one Pile in the Forum , and with it burned themselves , to avoid the insulting Fury of their Enemies . Amidst the City , by the Industry Of all the People , raised to the Skie , There stood a lofty Pile ; to which they bear , And drag , their Riches , that congested were In long-continued Peace . Their Wealth , acquir'd By their own Hands , and stately Robes admir'd For Art , embroid'red with Callaick Gold By Skilfull Matrons ; and their Arms , of old , Brought from Dulichian Zacynthus , by Their Grand-sires ; and those Gods , the Rutuli Took from their antient Abodes ; with all , They could their own , as yet , Unconquer'd , call : Their Shields , and hapless Swords , and what within The Earth , in time of War , had buried been , Again digg'd up , they add unto the Pile , Glad , with themselves , to burn the Conqu'rour's Spoil . When these the Fury saw together heap'd , She shakes her Lamp of Sulphur , lately steep'd In burning Phlegethon , and drives away , By Stygian Darkness , the affrighted Day . Then they began the Work , whose sad Renown Their Memories , with lasting Fame , shall Crown , Through all the World , and them Unconquer'd call . For , prompted by Erinnys ( Chief of all ) Scorning Delays , they all , with Triumph , prest Th' unwilling Swords into each others Breast . Then thrice the Stroaks of her Infernal Whip Sound sadly through the Citie ; while they dip , In Blood of Kindred , their unwilling Hands ; And ev'ry Man , with thoughts of Horrour , stands Amaz'd at what he Acts , and doth bemoan , With Floods of Tears , the Mischief , that is done . This , mad with Rage , and sense of Misery So long endur'd , Obliquely turns his Eye Upon his Mother's Breast : whilst that invades His dear Wive's neck with 's Ax ; then , streight , upbraids Himself , and , check'd with Horrour , doth survey What he 's about to do ; then flings away The Weapon 'midst his Rage : yet cannot she Escape ; for streight the Blows redoubled be By Fierce Erinnys : who through all appears , And , with her Breath , inspireth horrid Fears . Thus in the Husband Nuptial Love doth dye ; Those sweet Delights are lost , and Memory Of Hymeneal Tapers . Then , at length , The mangled Corps he throws , with all his Strength , Upon the Pile : whence a dark Pyramis Of Smoak , like a black Storm , doth waving rise . But thou , Tymbrenus , with unhappy Rage , And Piety Sinister , dost engage , Amidst the Throng ; hasting t' Anticipate The Carthaginians , in thy Father's Fate : Wounding that Face , and Members , that were known , In all things , to resemble so thine Own . And you , Lycormas , and Eurymedon , Twins , so alike in Form , that both were one , Who labour'd in your Sons to propagate Your Names , and Forms , here sadly met your Fate , In prime of Age. But Thee that Sword , from Guilt , Absolves ; which , through thy Throat transfixed , spilt Thy Blood , Eurymedon : while , with her Woes Distracted , and deceiv'd , Oh! whither goes My dear Lycormas , your sad Mother cryes ? Here turn thy Sword . And , as Lycormas dies By his own Hand , She , by the Marks , again , Of his Twin-shape , deceiv'd , exclaims in vain ; Whither , Eurymedon , doth Rage thee lead ? Thus she , with changed Names , invokes the Dead : Till , to her trembling Breast the Sword apply'd , On her ambiguous Sons , she , Frantick , dy'd . This noble Citie 's horrid Miseries , Their Punishments for Faith , and Prodigies Renown'd , with their sad Acts of Piety ; Who can relate , without a weeping Eye ? Scarce could the Punick Camp , and cruel Foe , Forbear their Pitty , in their Tears , to shew . That Citie , Faith's most antient abode , The Authour of whose Walls was held a God , By the Sidonians treach'rous Arms doth fall , And their Fore-Fathers mighty Actions all , By the unequal Gods , neglected are ; While Fire , and Sword , consumes them ev'ry where That Place , that wants a Flame , is impious held ; And Clouds of Smoak , with pitchy Darkness , swell'd Up to the very Stars : At length , the Tower , That stood upon the Hill , by all the Power , Of War , till then , untouch'd ( from whence the Shore , And Carthaginian Camp , they us'd t' explore , And all Sagunthus ) with those bless'd Abodes On Earth , the Sacred Temples of the Gods , Now sinks in Flames ; whose Image , from the Main , By Waves , that seem to burn , 's return'd again . But now , behold ! Tyburna , 'midst the Heat , And Rage of Slaughter , most unfortunate , Arm'd with her Husband's Sword , in her right-Hand , Her left a flaming Taper waving , and Her Hair dishev'l'd , her Breasts made black , and blew , With Stroaks of Grief , and to the publick View Expos'd with naked Arms , to Murrus Tomb , O're Heaps of mangled Carcases , doth come . As when , tormenting Souls , th' Infernal King , With Groans , like Thunder , makes his Courts to ring , Alecto at his Throne doth strait appear , To act his Will , and Plagues administer . Her Husband's Arms , that lately with much Blood Defended were , as then shee weeping stood , Upon the Tomb she lays , and , having pray'd Th' Elysian Ghosts to entertain her Shade , She puts the flaming Taper underneath , And willing to accelerate her Death , These , in the other World , my Self ( said She ) My dearest Murrus , will convey to Thee . Then , taking up the Sword , her self she lai'd Upon his Arms , and gaping did invade The rising Flames , Dispersed on the Ground , Promiscuous Heaps of half-burnt Bodies , round About her ly unhappy Funerals ! As when a Lyon , fierce with Hunger , falls On trembling Flocks , which greedily he eats , With Thirsty Jaws , and Blood regurgitates From his extended Throat , or'e mangled Heaps Of half-devour'd Trunks , and Limbs , he leaps ; Then walking round them , with a murm'ring Noise , Grinding his Teeth , surveys what he destroys : The Sheep , and Guardian-Dog , the Company Of Shepheards , with the Master , prostrate ly , And all the Cottages , as if a War Had late been there , destroy'd , and wasted , are . And now the Carthaginians do invade The City , by these Ruins empty made . This Work , which glad Saturnia commends , Perform'd , to Hell Tisiphone descends , And with her , as in Triumph , proudly takes A num'rous Troop , to the Infernal Lakes . But you , bless'd Souls ! who cannot equal'd be By any Age , since Time's Nativity , May you the Glory of the Earth become , And , happy Dwellers in Elysium , Adorn the chaster Seats of pious Souls ! But you , whom unjust Victory enrolls , In Fame's large Catalogue , ye Nations , hear ; Break not the Leagues of Peace , nor Crowns more dear , Then Faith esteem . Cast from his Countrey , He A wandring Exile , through the World , shall be ; And Carthage , trembling , shall behold him Flie , While , in his troubled Sleeps , affrighted by Sagunthine Ghosts , He 'll wish he there had dy'd By them : and , when a Sword shall be deny'd , This great unconquer'd Captain then shall go , (r) (r) After the Forces of Antiochus were broken , and he made Peace with the Romanes , Hannibal , when he had spent some time about Crete , and Rhodes , still suspecting his safety , fled to Prusias , King of Bithynia , who at first civilly received , and employed him in his Wars ; but , at length , fearing the Power of the Romanes , he basely sought to betray him into the hands of their Embassadour , C. Flaminius ( whose Father Hannibal had slain ; in the Fight near the Lake Thrasimenus ) which to avoid , finding none other remedy to escape that Treachery , he Poysoned himself . Deform'd by Poyson , to the Shades below . The End of the Second Book .
Te Strages Nemorum — — Magnaeque Ruinae Idcei Generis Lachrimasaque Fata Sequuntur Sedjam praeteritos vl●ra meminisse Labores Conspectae propius dem●sere pa●●ntibus Alpes .

Memoriae Illustrissimi desideratissimique Anglis Lugendi Henrici Glocestriae ●ucis Principis● et ob Eximias Virtutes perpetuo Tabula Religiose Consecrata .

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Third Book . THE ARGUMENT . Bostar to Ammon's Oracle is sent , To understand the future War's Event . To Carthage , Hannibal His Wife , and Son , Conveys by Sea , unwilling they should run The Hazard of the War . A Num'rous List Of all the Nations , that Him Assist. Pyrene overpass'd , He marcheth on , Vntill His Conqu'ring Army stood upon The Banks of Rhodanus : whose rapid Stream By Art , and Industry , He overcame . At length ascends the Alps , great Miseries The Army , in their tedious March , surprize ; Vntill arriving in the Taurine Plain , They there Encamp . Bostar returns again , From Horned Ammon's Temple , and declares The God's Command to prosecute the Wars . ALL Tyes of Faith by Tyrian Arms undone , And Walls of (a) (a) The Metaphorical Epithete of the Poet , given to Sagunthus , as a City of entire , and inviolate Faith Chast Sagunthus overthrown , Through Iove's Displeasure : strait the Conqu'rour went To the World's Bounds , and Gades , (b) (b) The Carthaginians , and Inhabitants of Gades , being both derived from the Tyrians : who , for the Benefit of Trade , planted themselves in several Parts of the World , and had many Colonies in Libya ; whence , with them , Diodorus Siculus , ( lib. 5. ) believes a Colony came , that built Gades . For that Gadir ▪ in the Punick Tongue , signifieth a Walled Town . by Descent To Him ally'd : and diligent to finde What Prophets , and presaging Souls divin'd , Concerning his Command : Bostar is strait Dispatch'd by Sea , to know ensuing Fate . (c) (c) This Oracle was a long time very famous , so , that Alexander hazarded both himself , and a great Part of his Army , to visit the Temple , through the Sands , between Aegypt , and Mesogaba : where when arrived , the flattering Priest declared him the Son of that God . But ( as Strabo observes ) after the Romanes became Masters of Libya , the Credit of this Oracle submitted to the Sybils Books , and the Etrurian Augury , and in the time of Strabo , the Temple was not to be seen , but ni its Ruins . 'T is a Belief , in Sanctuaries long Preserv'd , where horned Ammon , plac'd among The parched Garamantians , emulates Cyrrhaean Caves , that in a Grove , which Fates Foretells , he future Ages did declare , With their Events . An happy Omen the● To his Designs he sought , and , long before The Day arriv'd , all Chances did explore , And Fortune of the War . But here , the God Ador'd , the Holy Altars he doth load With Spoils , snatch'd lately at Sagunthus Fall , Half-burnt from the then flaming Arcenal . 'T is a Report ( and not believed Vain ) That , from the first Erecting of that Fane , The Timber Firm continues , and hath known The Hands of the first Architects alone . Here they rejoice to think the God doth dwell , And from his Temple doth Decay repell . And they , that have the Honour to repair Into the secret Places , must with Care Provide , that Women do not enter in , And from the Gates must banish bristled Swine . Neither before the Altars may they wear Discolour'd Robes : their Bodies cover'd are With Linen ; and Pelusiack Tulbans Crown Their Heads : their Garments loosely hanging down ; They Incense burn , and , by their Fathers taught , The Sacrificing Vest with Studs is wrought : Bare-foot , short-hair'd ; their Beds from loose Desires Are free ; their Altars keep Eternal Fires . Within no Statues of the Gods appear , Or Images . The Place a Rev'rent Fear , And Majesty , adorn . But , carv'd with Skill , The Gates the Labours of Alcides fill . There the Lernaean Hydra lies , her Snakes Cut off ; and there , with God-like Strength he breaks The Nemaean Lyon's gaping Jaws : and then Hell's Porter , drag'd from his Eternal Den , Affrights the Ghosts with Howling , and disdains His Thraldom ; while Megaera fear'd the Chains . Near these , the Thracian Horses ; and the Boar , Arcadia's Plague : the Hart , whose Fore-head wore Horns , that , in Breadth , the Arms of Trees surpass'd : Next them , a Conquest , no less easie , plac'd , Earth-born Antaeus on his Mother stood ; And the two-formed Centaur's ugly Brood , While the poor (d) (d) The Acarnanians were wont to cut off the Hair from their Fore-heads ; lest their Enemies , closing with them in Fight , should lay hold of it . Acarnanian seems to fear His Naked Front : then Oeta doth appear To shine with Sacred Fires , and to the Skies , On winged Flames , his mighty Soul doth rise . These various Shapes of Valour having fill'd A while his Eyes ; near to them he beheld A Sea , that , rising to a wondrous Height , Fell on the subject Earth , with all its Weight ; No Shores do give it Bounds , but ev'ry where The Waters , o're the Fields , diffused are . For , where blew Nereus , in Caerulean Caves , Turns , from the Bottom , the contorted Waves , An Inundation breaks ; and , by Release Of hidden Springs , fierce Torrents do encrease : Then , as if Trident-struck , with furious Throws , Th' impetuous Billows labour to impose , Upon the trembling Earth , the swelling Main : Then strait the falling Tide retires again , And the forsaken Vessel leaves aground ; While , looking for the Flood , the Decks are crown'd With idle Seamen : stooping from above , In her bright Chariot , the Moon doth move These restless Kingdoms of Cymotheae , And the continual Labours of the Sea ; Bringing the Tide , and bearing it away , While still alternate Tetbys doth obey . These view'd in Haste : for weight of many Cares Lay on his Thoughts ; first to remove , from Wars , The Consort of (e) (e) The Wife of Hannibal . his Bed , and Son , as yet An Infant , and depending on the Teat ; For they their Virgin Nuptial-Tapers joyn'd In Youth , and still retain'd a loving Minde . But at Sagunthus Siege begot , the Childe Not yet the Age of twice six Moons fulfill'd . And Hannibal , resolving to remove Those dear , and tender Pledges of his Love , From Arms , and future Danger , to his Son Directs his Speech ; and , smiling , thus begun . Oh! Thou great Hope of Carthage , and no less A Terrour to the proud Aeneades ! May'st Thou exceed thy Father in thy Fame , And by thy Actions build Thy self a Name ! May'st Thou a greater Warriour appear Then was thy Grand-sire : and , now sick with Fear , May Rome teach Matrons to prepare their Tears , When they dis●ourse the number of thy Years ! If my divining Soul do not delude My Sense ; this very Boy , we may conclude , A mighty Labour to the Earth will be : I know my Countenance in his , I see , Beneath his angry Brow , his threatning Eye . Observe the weighty Eccho of his Cry , Those Elements of Anger , that from me Derived are . If any Deity , By Chance , so glorious Acts anticipate , And break off their Beginnings , by my Fate ; ( Dear Wife ) endeavour to preserve , with Care , This Pledg of War : and , when thou first shalt hear Him speak , within my Cradle him convey , And on Eliza's Altar let him lay His tender Hands , and , to my Ashes , swear The Prosecution of the Romane War . Then , when , more firm in Years , his Cheeks shall wear The Flower of Youth , let him in Arms appear ; And , scorning Leagues , a Conqu'rour at Rome , Raise in the Capitol for me a Tomb. But Thou , whom th' happy Honour of a Birth , So High , attends , renown'd through all the Earth , For Faith , and Constancy ; remove , O far , Remove , from Dangers of uncertain War , And leave these harder Labours ▪ We must go Or'e Rocks , and Hills , that , cover'd or'e with Snow , Seem to prop up the Heav'ns . We , what may make Iuno , her self , admire , must undertake Alcides Labours , and the Alps , that are A Toil , more greivous , then the sharpest War . But , if inconstant Fortune my Design Shall thwart , and promis'd Favours shall decline : May'st thou live long , and hasty Fate extend Thy ev'ner Thread of Life , beyond my End ! Thus He. Imilce , of Cyrrbaean Race , Whose Ancestour ( Renown'd Castalius ) was Apollo's Priest : and Castulo , in Spain , So called from his Mother , doth retain As yet the Name ; and from that sacred Line Deriv'd her Parents ; since the God of Wine , Shaking high Calpe , with his Thyrsus , and Arm'd Menade● , subdu'd th' Iberian Land : And Milicus , who ( of a Satyre born , And Nymph Myrîce ) on his Front , the Horn Of his lascivious Father planted wore , A Potent Scepter in that Country bore . From him her Country did Imilce claim , And fam'd Original ; from him , her Name , Corrupted by their barbarous Speech ▪ She than , Tears flowing , with sad Language , thus began . 〈◊〉 Forgetfull , that My Safety doth depend On Thine , dost thou refuse Me to attend On thy Designs ? Is thus thy Nuptial Vow , And first-Fruits of my Bed neglected now ? Or shall I wanting be to climb with Thee The Frozen Hills ? believe , and try in Me A Woman's Strength . No Labour is too great For my Chast Love : but , if on me You set No other Rate , but of my Sex alone , And part for that ; I yield , I look not on My Fate . May Iove consent ! Go Happy Thou , Go , and propitious Gods our Pray'rs allow ! And when in Fight , and Heat of Arms , you are , Think then on Me , and this Your Son , with Care . For I nor Romanes , nor their Darts , nor Fire , Do dread so much , as Thee : who dost desire To Run upon their Swords , and dost present Thy Head to Danger . Thee no good Event Of Valour satisfies . Honour , to Thee Alone , seems vested with Infinity . Souldiers to dye in Peace , to Thee appears A Fate ignoble . Oh! my many Fears ! Forgive Me , for I tremble : yet , I none Do fear , that shall encounter Thee alone . But pity Us , great Father Mars , this Storm Avert ; nor may the Trojans do Him harm ! Now to the Shore they haste , the Seamen climb , And , hanging on the Yards , their Canvase trim , And fit them for the gently-breathing Wind : While to allay his Fears , and ease his Minde , Oppress'd with Cares , Thus Hannibal ; Oh spare These Omens , My most constant Wife ! Forbear Thy Tears . In Peace , or War , We all must have A Period to Our Life . Our first Day gave A Being to Our last . Brave Thoughts do few Enflame , by Noble Actions to pursue Eternal Fame ; such onely mighty Iove , Hath destin'd to the bless'd Abodes above . Shall I the Romane Yoak endure , and see The Tow'rs of Carthage in Captivity ? Ghosts do by Night affright Me , and the Shade Of My dead Father doth My Sloath upbraid . The Altars , and the horrid Sacrifice I once did offer , stand before mine Eys . Shortness of dubious Life forbids Delay Of Time . Shall I sit still , that Carthage may , Alone , acknowledge Me , and speak My Fame ? And shall not all the World know what I am ? Shall I relinquish Honour , through a Fear To Dy ? Alass ! How little Distant are Death , and a Silent Life . Yet think not I Do Praise affect , with mad Temerity : I have Esteem for Life ; for Glory wears Titles , and is ador'd in length of Years . Great Trophies of this War shall also Thee Attend : if Heav'n , and Gods propitious be . All Tyber shall Thee serve ; th' Ilian Dames , And the rich Romane , with the Wealth he claims . While thus they sadly talk , and mutual Tears , Express their present Grief , and future Fears : From the tall Ship , the Master ( put to Sea ) Beckons to come aboard without Delay . Then , from Her Husband snatch'd , with fixed Eys , She views the Shore , till the swift Vessel flies Through liquid Paths , and takes Her Sight away ; While Sea from Land retires , and Land from Sea . But , Hannibal , resolving to remove , With Cares of War , His pensive Thoughts of Love , Goes to the ruin'd Walls : the which He views , And , often , in His Wish their Fall renews ; Walking about the Ruins , till , at length , His Labours overcame His stubborn Strength ; And Sleep insensibly , with pleasing Charms , Compos'd His Minde , intent on War , and Arms. Then Iove , designing still to exercise The Trojan Race in Future Miseries , Revive their antient Labours , and by Wars To raise their lasting Name unto the Stars , His slothfull Rest , and Resolution curbs , And , by infused Fears , His Sleep disturbs . And , now , Cyllenius , through the humid Shade Of Night , His Father 's high Commands convai'd : And , lighting on the Earth , thus sharply He The sleeping Youth upbraids . 'T is base to see A General in Sleep consume the Night : They must be Vigilant , would stand in Fight . The Seas oppress'd with Navies Thou shalt see , And the Ausonian Youth , insulting , flee O're all the Ocean : while Thou dost stand , At first Attempts , in the Iberian Land . Is it an Action of sufficient Fame , Or Valour , to commemorate Thy Name ; That , with so great Attaques , Sagunthus fell ? Awake , if any Thing within Thee dwell , Fit for brave Actions ; rise , and go with Me , And , where I call Thee , bear Me Company : But , I forbid Thee to look back ; for this By th' greater Thunderer commanded is . And if Thou dost obey , Thou shalt become A Conquerour before the Walls of Rome . With that He seem'd to lead Him by the Hand , With Speed , and full of Joy , to Saturn's Land . When strait a Noise breaks forth , with a loud Crack , Like Thunder , round about ; and , at His Back , The Hiss of direfull Tongues the waving Air Shakes , and repells : while He , with sudden Fear Surpriz'd , no more retaineth in His Minde The Precepts of the God ; but looks behinde . When dragging Groves from hills , & , with the Strokes Of His vast Bulk , eradicating Oaks , And bearing Rocks along , through invious Waies , A Serpent , black as Night , his Tongue displaies With dreadfull Hissing , and to 's Eys appears As big , as that , which the unequal Bears , In num'rous Foldings , doth at once behold , And both the Constellations unfold . So large his Jaws , immanely , he distends , And , lifting up his Head , in Height ascends , Equal to Hills . Heaven's Rage ingeminates The Noise , and , mix'd with Hail , new Fear creates . He , with his Monster frighted ( for nor Sleep , Nor Night , did then their former Empire keep , And , with his Wand , the God had put to Flight The Darkness , and with Sleep had mingled Light ) What mighty Plague it was , demands , and where 'T would fall , or whither that vast Body bear , That then the Burthen of the Earth was made , Or , gaping , what sad People 't would invade ? To whom Cyllenius answers . Thou dost see The War , so much desir'd , and sought by Thee . Thee greatest Wars attend : the dreadfull Fall Of Woods , and Forests , with high Storms , that all The Face of Heav'n disturb , the Slaughter Thee , And Death of Men , the great Calamity Of the Idaean Race , and saddest Fate Do follow , and upon Thee daily wait . As great , and terrible , as that dire Snake , Which now the Mountains , with his scaly Back , Depopulates , and drives the Forests through The Fields before him , and doth Earth imbrue With frothy Poison . Such thou having past , And overcome the Alps , with War shalt wast All Italy ; and , with a Noise as great , The Cities , and their Walls , shalt ruinate . Thus wounded with these Stings , the God , and Sleep At once forsake him , and cold Sweat doth creep O're all his Limbs : while , in a wofull Fright , His Dreams revolving , he retracts the Night . And now , with happy Omens , to the King Of Gods , and Mars , they Holy Off'rings bring : But , first , a Snow-white Bull devoutly they To Hermes , on deserved Altars , lay . And , all these Rites perform'd , He strait commands His Ensigns to advance . With that the Bands , Whose Languages , and Manners , different were , With Clamours shake the Camp , and fill the Air. But now , Calliope , declare to Fame , What , and how many valiant Nations came , ( Rais'd by his dire Attempts ) to Italy ; What Cities , with untam'd Iberians , He Did arm ; what Troops on th' Paretonian Shore Libya presum'd to muster , and before Great Rome , to challenge , to her self , the Reins Of Rule , and on the Earth impose new Chains : No Tempest , raised by impetuous Storms , Went on so furiously ; no dire Alarms Of War , when twice five hundred (f) (f) Xerxes his Navy , consisting of a thousand Ships , when he made that unhappy Expedition against Greece , and boasted to make a Bridg over the Hellespont . Ships o're-spread The Sea , and fill'd the trembling World with Dread . The Carthaginian Youth , the Chief of all , Their Ensigns spread : of Body light ; not tall Of Stature : but of that proud Grace depriv'd . Apt for Deceit , they readily contriv'd Their secret Frauds . A Round unpolish'd Shield , With a short Sword , their Arms ; and in the Field They Bare-foot march'd ; ungirt , with Garments re● They cunningly conceal'd the Blood was shed . Captain to these , in Purple splendid , tall Above the rest , Brother to Hannibal , Mago , in 's Chariot , with the Noise alarms The Fo , and 's Brother imitates in Arms. Next these , divided in Sidonian Bands , ( Built before Towr's of antient Byrsa ) stands Old Vtica . Then Aspis , which the Shore Encompass'd with Sycanian Walls : whose Store Of crooked Turrets , that a Warlike Shield Resembled , all the Neighbr'ing Sea beheld . But young Sychaeus drew the Eys of all Upon himself : whom , Son to Hasdrubal , With a vain Pride , his Mother's high Descent Had fill'd ; and 's Uncle Hannibal content , With no less Pride , still to repeat his Name . Near these , the Warlike Souldier , that came From watry Berenicis , and the Bands , That , with long (g) (g) Dolon was a sort of Weapon , not alwaies of one Fashion , being a long Staff with an head of Iron ; sometimes a short Sword fastned to it , sometimes a Dagger ; and sometimes a Whip . Dolons arm'd , among the Sands Of thirsty Barce dwell . Then to the Fight Cyrene , sprang from Pelops , doth excite The false Battiades : whom , once extoll'd , And by Amilcar fam'd , Ilertes old In War , but young in Counsel , did command . With Tabraca ( then Tyrian People ) and Sarranian Leptis , Oea too combin'd , Trinacrian Colonies , with Africk joyn'd : And Tingis sent , from a Tempestuous Sea , By Lixus : Vaga , and Hippo fam'd to be The Love of Kings , and their Delight of old . And Ruspina , that doth from far behold Unequal Billows , rising on the Main : With (h) (h) Zama , a small City , five days journey distant from Carthage ; made famous by the Overthrow given by Scipio to Hannibal . Zama , where the Libyan Troops were slain By valiant Scipio . (i) (i) See the Continuation of the second Book . Thapsus too , that stood Renown'd , as oft imbru'd with Romane Blood . These Nations , both in Arms , and Body great , Whose Name , and Deeds , did still perpetuate Alcides Honour ; taller by the Head , Then all his following Bands , (k) (k) Antaeus , a Libyan King , slain by Hercules . Antaeus led . Then came the Aethiopians , not unknown To fruitfull Nile ; who that mysterious Stone Do cut , that draws , untouch'd , the distant Steel : With Mibians ; whose parched Bodies feel The Fury of the Sun ; not wont to wear Helmets , or Coats of Mail , or Bows to bear ; Accustom'd , when in Fight they did contend , With Flax their Heads , and Bodies , to defend , And , in some deadly Poison , to imbrue Their Swords , or to infect the Darts they threw . Then first Cinyphian Macae did begin To learn Phoenician Warlike Discipline : Their squallid Beards , their Faces over-spread , And Goat-Skins rough their Shoulders covered ; With Sling-Darts arm'd , they came into the Field . But th' Adyrmachidae a painted Shield , And Swords , like Hooks , by Art intorted , bear ; And their left-Legs with Armour guarded were : But they Rude Tables have , and uncouth Fare ; For in hot Sands their Viands roasted are . Massilians then , with Ensigns shining bright ; Who , last of all , behold the falling Light Of Day , which the Hesperian Seas do drown . These , with long curled Tresses hanging down , Fierce Bocchus leads , and views upon the Shore , Growing , on sacred Trees , the precious Ore . Getulians likewise , from their wandring Home , Into the Camp , to his Assistance , come ; Familiar with wild Beasts , they could allay , With Words , the Lyon's Rage . No Houses they Possess ; but dwell , continually , in Wains , Bearing their restless Lares through the Plains . A thousand winged Troops , whose Steeds obey The Wand , as nimble as the Winde , their Way Into the Camp do break . As when the Hills , And Plains , a Pack of Dogs with Eccho fills ; And with full Crie , in view , the flying Deer , Do follow , and precipitate with Fear . These , his stern Face , and Brow , with Rage o're-spread , Acheras , slain Hasbyte's Brother , led . And near to them , the Medicinal Troops , in Arms Advance , the tann'd Marmarides : whose Charms The Poison of fell Serpents can allay , And make the horned Cerast to obey . Then her unskilfull Youth Bamura sent ; A Nation poor in Steel for Arms , content Their Spears to harden onely in the Fire : Yet , with this weak Defence , did they desire , To mix their horrid Murmurs with the rest , And furiously unto the Battel prest . Then fierce Autololes , whose nimble Speed Outstrips the Torrent , or the fleetest Steed : Birds to their Speed , in Flight , might seem to yield ; And , when they overran the Champian Field , It was as vain a Task , to think to finde Their Foot-steps , as to trace the lighter Winde . Next , who by Juice , and Fruit of that fam'd Tree , The Hospitable (l) (l) See the Continuation of the Second Book . Lotus nourish'd be , Are listed in the Camp , with those , that stand Amaz'd to see , in Garamantick Sand , The Dypsades ; whose boiling Poyson fills With Flames , and with strange thirst the wounded kills . When Perseus had cut off the Gorgon's Head , ( As Fame reports ) her banefull Blood was shed On Sandy Libya ; and , since that , the Ground With Medusaean Serpents doth abound . These by a Captain , most renown'd in War , And born in Meninx Isle , commanded are : Choaspes was his Name , who still did bear In 's fatal Hand , a missile barbed Spear . Then Nasamon , who durst invade the Sea For Ship-wrack , and deprive her of her Prey . Next , those , who near to Pallas Pools do dwell : And where the Warlike Maid ( as Fame doth tell ) Among those Waters , with her Olive found , With it did first enrich the Libyan Ground . Then all those Nations , that inhabit , where The Sun doth fall , and Hesperus first appear . Before the rest , the stout Cantabrians , whom Nor Frost , nor Summer's Heat could overcome , Nor Hunger ; and were still observ'd to be Above the Reach of all Extremity : Who , when their Heads are crown'd with hoary Hairs , From some high Rock prevent their weaker Years : Life , without War , they hate : in Arms they place The cause of Life ; to live in Peace , is base . With these , unhappy Memnon's Servant , from The East , a Stranger to his Native Home . Th' Astyrian , sprinkled with Aurora's Tears , Within another World , in Arms appears . His Horse was little , and unknown to War ; Yet swift , and firmly on his Back would bear The skilfull Rider ; or , in easie Reins , Hurry the peacefull Chariot o're the Plains . Next , Herdrus , who Pyrene meteth o're In Chase , and fights with Arrows , like the Moor. To joyn with these , the Warlike Celtae came ; Who with th' Iberi did divide their Name . By these 't is Honour held , in War to dy , And to be Burnt . For , when their Bodies ly Expos'd abroad , they do believe 't to be 'Gainst Heav'n , and Gods , a great Impiety , If on their Limbs devouring Vultures tire . Then Rich Gallecia , in Divining Fire And panting Entrails skilfull , thither brings Her Youth ; who sometimes in their Language sings Rude Sonnets ; sometimes , with alternate Feet Striking the Ground , the barbr'ous Numbers meet ; Or beat the lofty Tune upon the Shield : Their Pastime this , and chief Delight , is held ; (m) (m) This Custom ( not wholly omitted in Spain ) was not peculiar , onely to the old Inhabitants of Gallicia , but to the Celtae , Thracians , and others ; who imposed those more servile Labours on their Wives . The Womens Labours other things fulfill : For 't is beneath the Men to sow , or till The fertile Ground ; and whatsoever's done Without a War , their Wives perform alone . These , with the Lusitanians drawn from far Removed Caves , and Dens , conducted are (n) (n) Viriarthus was , at first , a cunning Hunter ; then a Robber ; after , by his Valour , attaining to be a ●eneral of a Lusitanian Army , and with it overthrew three Romane Captains , in three several Conflicts : but was in the e●d slain by some of his own Party , corrupted , by Cepio the Romane Consul . See L. Florus . By Viriarthus ; whom the active Fire Of Youth then warm'd ; who after did acquire By shedding Romane Blood , a noble Name . With these the neighb'ring Ceretani came , Once great Alcides Camp : and Vasions , who No Helmets us'd to wear : (o) (o) Ilerda scituate near the River Sicoris ( in Spain ) where Caesar besieged Petreius , and Afranius , two of Pompey's Generals . Ilerda too , Which after saw the Romanes Civil Rage . Neither did Concavus ; who doth asswage His Thirst with Horse's Blood ( whose Fierceness shews He sprang from Massagets ) this War refuse . Now Ebesus Phoenician Arms assumes , And Artabus , who , arm'd with (p) (p) Aclides were a kinde of Pole-Ax , which , fastned to a Chain , they threw at the Fo , and drew back again . Aclides , comes , Or slighter Darts , and fierce the War attends : With these the Balearique , who descends From Lindus . But Tlepolemus with Slings Is arm'd , and winged Lead in Battell flings . From Oena , and Aetolian Tyde , came The Gravians , who had chang'd their Graian Name . Next (q) (q) New Carthage in Spain , founded by Teucer . Teucrian Carthage sends a youthfull Band : Phocensians , and Tarraco , whose Land In Vines abounds , whose Grapes , in Clusters swell'd , By Latian Bacchus , onely , are excell'd . 'Mong these the Hedetanian Cohorts went In shining Arms , from cooler Sucro sent : And Setabis , which lofty Towers adorn : That Setabis , whose Textures seem to scorn The proud Arabian Webs , and overcome , In rarest Art , the best Egyptian Loom . Mandonius these Commands , and Caeso known , For Horse-manship , their Camps now joyn'd in one . But the Balarian Light Vetonian Wings Tries , by the open Sea ; and when the Springs Approach , and Zephyrs breath their warmer Airs , Preserving hidden Lust , his Herds of Mares Exposeth , and by (r) (r) This generative Winde was from the West , in the Vernal Equinox . And of this , not onely the Poets , but even Philosophers , as Aristotle , Varro , and Pliny , who ( Lib. 8. c. 4● . ) mentions them to be about Lisbon in Portugal . And the like by Saint Augustine ( Lib. 21. De Civit cap. 3. ) in Cappadocia , but they allow them not so long lived , as our Authour , by four years . However , both the Winds , and Mares , if ever they had this Virtue , have long since lost it . generative Winde , Makes them conceive , and propagate their Kind . But they are not long-liv'd , their Age doth haste , And th' seventh Year is , commonly , the Last . But Susana ( whose Walls Sarmatians rear'd ) On Horses not so light , in Arms appear'd : These Strong , and full of Mettle , to the Bit , Or their fierce Master's Will , do scarce submit . Them Rindacus commands : with crooked Spears They fight , and ev'ry Crested Helmet bears The frightfull Jaws of Beasts : Themselves they give To Hunting ; and by Theft , and Rapine , live . But , above all , Parnassian Cast●lo , With noble Ensigns , shines : and Hispal , who , Assaulted daily by Alternate Tides , Renown'd , against the Ocean firm abides . Near these , familiar with Lyaeus Rites , Nebrissa : where the Satyrs their Delights Enjoy by Night ; and , cloath'd i' th' Panther's Skin , There Maenades their Mysteries begin : Carteia too ( to Heighten hese Alarms ) The Nephews of great (s) (s) Argonthonius was King of that part of Spain , where stood Cart●ia , and Tartessos , upon the River Baetis : whose healthful Soil is extolled , both by Pliny , lib. 7. cap. 4. and Strabo , lib. 3. Those neither allow him above half that Age , ascribed to him by the Poet. Argonthonius Arms ; A Warlike King , who●e Life the Age surpast Of Men , and thrice ten times ten years did lastt . Tartessos too was there ; which still surveys The Steeds of Phoebus diving in the Seas . Then fatal (t) (t) Where Caesar besieged the two Sons of Pompey : the one whereof was slain there in Fight ; and the other fled . The Slaughter of the Romanes there was so great , that Caesar made a Counter-Mure in an Attaque of thirty thousand Carkases . Munda , that as deep a Stain Of Romane Blood , as the Aemathian Plain , Did after bear ; and Corduba , the Grace Of the Gold-bearing Land , the War embrace . These Phorcis , with long yellow Tresses crown'd ; And fierce Aranthicus , in Arms renown'd ; Led , from their Native Countrey ▪ to engage In Libya's Quarrel : both of Equal Age , Born upon Bethe's Banks ; whose horned Brows Were overshadow'd with fat Olive-Boughs . These the Sidonian Captain , through the Field , Clouded with Dust , commanded , and beheld Muster'd in Arms : and , in what Place soe're All His bright Ensigns could , at once , appear , He drew them up in Triumph ; all along Cov'ring the Ground , with Shadows of the Throng . As when , descending through the Liquid Plain , To visit farthest Tethys in the Main , Where weary Phoebus rests , the God of Seas His Chariot drives ; the blew Nereides Rush from their Caves , and each , contending , swims , Displaying , in perspicuous Waves , their Limbs . But Hannibal , disturbing the Repose O' th' World , to th' Top of high Pyrene goes : (u) (u) That vast Ridg of Hills , that divides Spain from France . Pyrene , ( whose rough Brows the Clouds enfold ) From far the Rich Iberi doth behold , Divided from the Celtae , and still stands A firm Divorce between those mighty Lands . The Hills their Name from a Bebrician Maid Did first derive , and by the Crime ( 't is said ) Of Hercules , a Guest ; when , by the Fate Of those his Labours , rais'd by Iuno's Hate , Triple Geryon's Land he did invade : And then , in Bebrix cruel Palace , made Lyaeus Vassal , he Pyrene left , Her Form bewailing , now by him bereft Of her Virginity ; and ( if we may Believ 't ) of her unhappy Death ( they say ) That God was Cause : that God , who in her Womb Began to swell . For She her dearest Home , Frighted , forsook ; and , with an awfull Dread , Her Father's Ire , as from a Serpent , fled . Wandring in desart Caves , Alcides Night She did Lament , and all his Vows recite , And Promises , unto the Shady Groves : Till , thus bewailing his ingratefull Loves , And lifting up her Hands t' implore his Aid , She to the salvage Beasts a Prey was made . But when , at length , the God return'd again With Spoils , a Conquerour , Gerion slain ; Her mangled Limbs with Tears he did bewail , And , when he saw her Face , with Rage grew Pale . The lofty Hills , struck with his God-like Voice , Appear to shake : when with a mournfull Noise He on Pyrene calls ; and under Ground The Dens of Beasts , and all the Rocks , resound Pyrene's Name : then sadly he prepares Her Sepulchre , Embalming her with Tears . Nor can the Teeth of Time destroy her Fame , The Hills retaining her lamented Name . Now , or'e the Airy Mountains , and through vast Condensed Woods , bold Hannibal had past The Bounds of Bebrix , and , by 's armed Hand , His Way , through the inhospitable Land Of Volsians , breaks : untill His Army stood Upon the Banks of that (*) (*) Rhodanus . unruly Flood ; Which from the Alps , and Snowy Rocks , descends Upon the Celtae , and himself extends Into a swelling Stream , that makes his Way O're Land , with a large Current , to the Sea . To its great Force mix'd Arar adds , that seems To stand ( so slow his Pace ) with silent Streams ; Which Rhodanus once seising , bears away In restless Billows , and , without Delay , Drowns in the Main , and forceth it disclaim , Near to its Native Shore , its Countrie 's Name . But now the Hostile River all invade : While some upon their Heads , and Shoulders , lai'd Their Arms ; and , breaking through the Torrent , strive , Which , on the adverse Bank , shall first arrive . To Skifs , ( that late were Trees ) their Steeds they binde , And Waft them o're : nor do they leave behinde The Elephants , whose Fears awhile withstood ; For covering , with mighty Beams , the Flood , So much by them abhorr'd , and ev'ry Plank With solid Earth o're-spreading , from the Bank The Beasts descend ; whom to the other side Swimming ( as on the Ground ) they gently guid . The River , frighted with so vast a Weight Of the fierce Herd , the threatning Billows strait From 's Sandy Bottom turns , and all his Springs Le ts loose , and , to his Aid , with Murmurs brings . Now the Tricassian Coast the Army gains , And fertile Fields ; now through Vocuntian Plains They move , where swift Druentia , troubled , rolls Huge Stones , and Trunks of Trees , and so controlls Their pleasant March : for from the Alps it springs , And , thence with roaring Waves devolving , brings , Eradicated Trees , and Quarries torn From hollow Rocks , at the Creation born ; Then , deviating , his fallacious Streams Turns from their Course , and is not what he seems . The Fords deceitfull are , to Foot unstable , The Chanel to small Barks innavigable : But , then encreas'd by fall of sudden Storms , O'rewhelms a Multitude of Men , with Arms Surcharg'd ; who , sinking in the foaming Waves , Dismembred , in the Bottom finde their Graves . But now , all Memory of Labours pass'd , And Fears , the A●ps , so near in View , displac'd . All Parts with Frost , and undissolving Hail Are cov'red , and Eternally prevail To keep their aged Ice : the lofty Brow O' th' airy Hills is bound about with Snow ; Which , opposite to Phoebus rising Beams , Will know no Dissolution by his Flames . As far , as the Tartarean Abyss Of that pale Kingdom , where the Dwelling is Of mournfull Ghosts , and Stygian Waters are Removed , from the upper Earth : so far Erected , through the Air , the Mountains rise , And , with their Shadow , intercept the Skies . No Springs , no Summer's Glories do appear : But deform'd Winter still inhabits there , And on the Cliffs perpetually defends Her Seat , and thither , from all Quarters , sends The swelling Clouds , and Hail-commixed Showres . Here all the Storms , and Winds , their furious Powers Dispose . Beyond the Rocks no Eyes extend Their Sight ; the Hills above the Clouds ascend . Though Athos lay on Taurus , Rhodope On Mimas , or though snowy Pelion be On Ossa Heap'd , or Othrys were beheld On Haemus lai'd ; to these they all must yield . Alcides , first , to these unknown Abodes Aspir'd to go : whom , cutting Clouds , the Gods Beheld , and cleaving highest Hills , to clime Those Rocks , untrod-on since the Birth of Time . But now the Souldiers their March retard ; As if those sacred Bounds , which Nature barr'd ; Bearing those Impious Arms , they had transgrest , And , going forward , should the Gods resist . 'Gainst which the General ( whom nor the Height O' th' Alps , nor Terrours of the Place , affright ) To cure their Minds , with Monsters terrifi'd , And to recall their Courage , thus reply'd . Is' t not a Shame , that , through Obsequious Fear Of Gods , You , that so many Trophies wear Of War , now weary of Success , should yield Your Backs to Snowy Hills , and be repell'd With idle Terrours ; while no Courage warms Your Hearts , and You to Rocks submit your Arms. Oh! ( My Companions ) think , You now assail The Walls of Rome , or Iove's high Temple scale . This Labour will give up into Your Hands Ausonia , and bring Tyber into Bands ; This said ; the Army , mov'd by promis'd Spoils , In haste the Mountain climb , nor think what Toils Ensue : while He commands them to forsake Alcides Foot-steps , and new waies to take , To tread in Paths , that might be call'd Their own , And by Their Names , in future Times , be known . Then through untroden Places , first of all , He breaks , and , from the Top of Rocks , doth call His Troops : and where , in hard congealed Frost , In the white Cliffs , the slipp'ry Path was lost , His Sword th' obdurate Ice divides , and now Into deep , gaping , Pits of yielding Snow Whole Squadrons sink ; and , from the hollow Top , To Bury them alive , fresh Ruins drop . Sometimes fierce Corus , on his gloomy Wings Collecting Snow , against their Faces flings ; Sometimes , uniting all his Rage in Storms , From the Advent'rous Souldier takes his Arms ; Which , with the whirling Blasts , unto the Skies , In Circles , that delude the Sight , arise . The higher they Ascend , and seek to Ease Their Steps , the more their Labours still encrease : To one great Height , a greater doth succeed , And ev'ry Hill another seems to breed . Hence all their Sweats , and Labours , which before They had O'recome , they durst not now Explore : Such Fears repeated Objects do present , And , wheresoe're their trembling Eies were bent , The horrid Face of Winter , ever White Appearing , gives sad Limits to their Sight . So Mariners , that late forsook the Land , And now amid'st the calmed Ocean stand , While no propitious Wind , or gentle Blast , Fills the loose Sails upon the steady Mast , From the smooth Sea divert their weary Eies , And fix their Expectation on the Skies . Above these Miseries , and sad Distress The Places gave ; in a most sordid Dress , An Alpine Band , like salvage Beasts , their Locks Stiff with eternal Squallour , from the Rocks And aged Mountain-Caves , their Faces show ; And , with their constant Vigour , through the Snow , Through Thorns , and invious Paths , by them alone Frequented , and familiarly known , By various Incursions , on Them prest , And their enclosed Enemy infest . All Places now assume another Form : The Snow's made red with Blood ; there Ice grew warm With purple Streams ; and that , which ne're before Could be o'recome , resolvs , by reeking Gore . And as , with Iron Feet , the Horse divide The yielding Frost , their Hoofs , there fix'd , abide Within the closing Ice . Nor was their Fall The onely Mischief : but they leave withall Their Limbs behind ; which , by the piercing Frost , Fall , as cut off , and there are sadly lost . (x) (x) In this Passage over the Alps , other Authours affirm , he spent fifteen days , and broke his Forces more , then if he had fought his way through Armies of his Enemies ; losing in his March from Rhodanus , before he arrived in the Taurine Plains , above six and thirty thousand Men , and a vast Number of Horses . Through all these Miseries , when they had past Twelve daies , as many tedious Nights ; at last To the desired Top they come , and there , Hanging on broken Cliffs , their Tents they rear But Cytherea ( who , through Fear , grew Faint ) Goes to her Father , with this sad Complaint . What stint of Punishment , I pray ? what end Of Plagues , shall the Aeneades attend ? When shall they , after Toils by Sea , and Land , Repose ? Why now doth Carthage take in hand , And labour thus , to drive my Progeny From that Renowned City , giv'n by Thee ? See! on the Alps they Libya impose ; Threatning our Empire 's Ruin : and the Woes Of lost Sagunthus Rome may justly fear . Oh! whither shall we Troy's last Ashes bear ? Those sacred Ruins , and th' Assarick Race , With Vesta's Secrets ? Give us , Iove , a Place , Where we may Safely dwell . Is it so small A thing ; that they have Wandring sought , through all The World , their Exile ? Or shall Troy become , Again , a Prey , in captivated Rome ? Thus Cytherea : whom the Thunderer Thus answers . Erycina , cease to fear ; Nor let these high Attempts , or what 's design'd , By envious Libya , perplex thy Mind . Thy Blood possesseth , and shall Long possess The high Tarpeian Towr's : the Fates no less Permit . By this great weight of War , will I Perpend their Virtue , and their Valour Try . Shall that brave Nation , that so long hath been Inur'd to War , that hath with Triumph seen So many their great Labours overpast , The Honour of their Ancestours , at last , Decline ? Or shall they , whom our Seed did raise , Who never spar'd their Blood in seeking Praise , ( Still thirsting after Fame ) obscurely spend Their Time , or with Inglorious Silence end Their Daies , as poison'd with the Love of Ease ? Valour suppress'd doth perish by Degrees . It is a mighty Work , not to be done Without much Toil , and Labour , that alone , Among so many valiant Nations , Rome Should to her self the Reins of Rule assume : Yet shall the Time arrive , when She shall be (y) (y) After the Battel of Cannae , Rome was reduced to such Distress , that some consulted to quit their Countrey ; but by the Virtue of Fabius , Scipio , and others , she recovered to that Height of Glory , that afterward made her Mistress of the World . The Chief , Ennobled by Calamity . Hence their great Acts shall add unto the Skies New Stars , and Names : hence Paulus shall arise ; Hence Fabius , and Marcellus , who shall be Pleasing , for his Opimous Spoils , to Me. These , by their Wounds , shall raise in Italy An Empire , that not all the Luxury Of their degen'rate Issuecan destroy . And there 's already born a Warlike (z) (z) Scipio Africanus , who , invading Libya , forced Hannibal to quit Italy , to ●elieve His own Countrey . See Book 14. Boy ; Who shall the Carthaginian recall To his own Countrey , and , before the Wall Of Carthage , of his Arms shall him deprive . Then Cytherea shall thy I●sue live Long in Command ; Then , by the Cures shall Coelestial Virtue to the Stars extoll Herself : and , by their Sacred Rites , proclaim A large Addition to Iülus Name . Then from a (a) (a) Vespasian , in whose Time , and Domitian's , the Poet lived . Sabine Stock a Branch shall spring , Whose Father shall enable him to bring Trophies from unknown Thule , and shall be The first , that Caledonian Woods shall see , With his Victorious Troops ; who shall confine , Within his hollow Banks , the swelling Rhine ; Shall govern the rebellious African , With Vigilance ; and , when an aged Man Palm-bearing Idumea shall subdue ; Nor shall He , after Death , those Kingdoms view , That are for ever Dark , or th' Stygian Lake , But of our (b) (b) Vespasian De●fied . Honours , and this Place , partake . Then shall a (c) (c) Titus made Companion in the Empire with His Father Vespasian . Youth , excelling in his Strength Of Understanding , on Himself , at length , Assume the Burthen of His Father's Care , And , in His Empire , have an equal Share : He the Iudaean War , so full of Rage , Shall quite extinguish in his tender Age. But , thou , (d) (d) Xiphilin in this contradicts Suetonius ( who saies , that he performed that Expedition with admirable-Felicity ) affirming , that he returned without so much as seeing the Enemy . Germanicus , who , though a Childe , Thy Father's Acts transcendest , and hast fill'd The yellow Germanes with an awfull Dread , Fear not the Capitolian Fires ; (e) (e) In the War between Vitellius , and Vespasian , Domitian , then a Youth , hid himself in a Chapel of the Capitol , which by Chance was set on Fire . In Memory of his miraculous Escape , He ( when escaped ) Dedicated a Temple there to the Honour of Iupiter , his Preserver . thy Head , Amidst those Sacrilegious Flames , shall be Preserv'd . Thou long , and happy daies shalt see : To thee Gangetick Youth their Bows , unbent , Shall offer up ; and Bactria shall present Her empty Quivers : from the Icy North Thou shalt , in Triumph , bring thy Chariot forth , And through the City ride : then from the East Such Trophies gain ; as Bacchus ne're possest . Thou frozen Ister , scorning to give way To Dardan Ensigns , shalt compell t' obey , And in Sarmatick Limits shalt restrain . Thou Romane Nephews , that shall Honour gain By Eloquence , shalt in thy Speech excell : To Thee the Learned Sisters , that do dwell Near Thespian Springs , shall offer Sacrifice . Thy Lyre shall sound more sweetly , then did his , That Hebrus made to stand , and Rhodope To follow , and shall utter things may be Admir'd by Phoebus . Raised by thy Hand On the Tarpeian Rocks , where Faith doth stand , Ador'd of old , Rich Capitols shall shine , And to the Stars their lofty Turrets joyn . But thou , O born of Gods ! which shalt give Birth To future Deities , the happy Earth Rule with thy Father's Power ; thy Fate shall be Retarded , and these Heav'nly Mansions thee A late , and Aged , Guest shall entertain : Quirinus shall give place , and Thou shalt gain Between thy Brother , and thy Sire , a Throne , And , near Thee fix'd , shall shine thy Starry Son . While Iove the Series of Times to come Doth thus unfold , the Libyan Captain , from Th' unequal Hills , through Waies perplex'd , descends , And , dubiously , on Quarries moist contends To fix his sliding Steps . No furious Shocks Of Foes deterr him : but the obvious Rocks ; Whose prone , and threatning Cliffs obstruct the Way ; So , as Besieg'd , they stand , and the Delay , And Difficulties of their March lament : Nor would the Time allow them to Foment With Rest their frozen Limbs . They spend the Night In Labour , and their Shoulders all unite , With Speed , the Forests from the Hills to bring . The highest Mountains naked made , they fling The Trees in Heaps together , and surround With Flames the Rocks : which , with a dreadful sound , Now yielding to their Bars of Iron , breaks , And , to the weary Troops , a Passage makes Into Latinus Kingdom . When they 'd past , Through all these Miseries , the Alps ; at last , The General within the Taurine Plains His Tents doth pitch , and there Encamp'd remains . In the mean time , from Garamantian Sands , With Ammon's Oracles , and dark Commands , Bostar , with Joy , arrives , and doth appear To glad their Hearts , as Iove himself were there ; And thus begins . Great Hannibal , whose Hand Hath banish'd Bondage from thy Native Land ; We have through Libya pass'd , where Sands arise Up to the Stars , and lift us to the Skies . Us Earth , more furious , then the Raging Main , Had almost swallow'd up : The barren Plain , From the first Entrance , to the farthest Bound Of Heav'n , extends : nor can an Hill be found By Nature rais'd , in all that spacious Tract , But what , with hollow Clouds of Sand impact , The nimble-turning Whirlwinds build : or when Fierce Africus , escaping from his Den , To spoil the Earth ; or Corus , that the Stars , Doth with the Ocean wash , with furious Wars Invade the Field , and with congested Sand Make Heaps , that there in stead of Mountains stand : Observing Stars , o're this inconstant G●ound We sail ; for Day Our Voyage would confound . And Cynosura , that a faithfull Star Doth prove to the Sidonian Mariner , The wand'ring Traveller , who seems t' abide Still in the Midst , through the deep Plain doth guid . But when we , weary , to the Sacred Grove , And Woody Empire came , of horned Iove , Where , on large Columns , stands the shining Fane ; With what a chearfull Brow our Entertain Arisbas gave , ( the God's divining Priest ) Who to his House conducted Me his Guest ? (f) (f) Of the Causes of the Changes of this Spring ( called by Diodorus Siculus , lib. 17. The Fountain of the Sun . ) see Lucretius , lib. 6. Englished by Mr. Sandys in his Comment on Ovid , Metamorph . lib. 15. Near to the Temple , in the Grove , a Spring Doth rise ( a strange , and memorable Thing ) Which , at the Birth of Day , and its Decline , Is Warm ; when Sol , in midst of Heav'n , doth shine , It soon grows Cold : but , in the Shades of Night , That Heat is greater made , that shuns the Light . Full of the God , these Places , then , he shews , And Glebes , made wealthy without Help of Plows , And chearfully thus speaks . This Shady Grove , These Woods , whose Tops do touch the Feet of Iove , Connex'd to Heav'n , here Prostrate , falling down , Bostar adore ; for unto whom unknown Are Iove's fam'd Gifts , through all the World ; the Pair Of Doves , that in the Top of Thebae were ? Of which , the first , that the Chaonian Land Did touch , and on Dodona's Oak did stand , Fill'd it with Prophecy . But that , which o're Carpathian Seas , unto the Libyan Shore , With Snowy Wings , repair'd ; this sacred Seat (g) (g) These D●ves ( saith the Fable ) once gave their Oracles , ( the most antient o● all Greece ) in a Grove sacred to Iupiter , near Dodona , a City in Chaonia : but , quitting that place , one fled to Delphos ; the other to this Grove : whence both Places became Oracular . The Cytherean Bird did then create : And where you Altars , and dark Groves , behold Standing between the Horns ( strange to behold ) Of a choice Ram , the Leader of the rest O' th Wealthy Flock , from its inspired Breast Answers , to the Marmarick People , sung . Then out of Earth this Wood , thus Shady , sprung ; And Groves of aged Oaks , that now the Skies Do seem to touch : and such at first did rise , By antient Favour ; keeping , as before , Their Po'wr , and we with Altars warm adore . While I these things with Admiration view , Struck with a Noise of Terrour , open flew The Temple-Doors , and strait a greater Light Our Eyes beheld . The Priest , array'd in White , Before the Holy Altars did appear , The People all contending to go near . Then I , as I was order'd , having pray'd : Behold ! the God doth suddenly invade The Prophet ; and , through all the Ecchoing Grove , Grave Murmurs from the trembling Beams do move . And , now , a Voice more loud , then usual , through The yielding Air doth break . For Latium you Intend ( said he ) and to infest with War The Issue of Assaricus prepare . I see what warlike Libya intends : And now the cruel God of War ascends His Chariot , and his furious Steeds expire , Towards th' Hesperian Coast , a gloomy Fire , While Blood upon their Reins doth largely flow . But thou , who dost desire Events to know Of Battels , and th' Extremities of Fate , ( Couragiously attempting Toyls so Great ) (h) (h) The Plains in Apulia , called by the name of Diomed , near Canna ; where Hannibal gave that Memorable Overthrow to the Romanes . Th' Aetolian Captain's Iapygian Field Invade , encrease of Honour thou shalt yield To thy Sidonian Fathers : after Thee , Into the Bowels of rich Italy , No Conquerour shall further penetrate ; Till , by thy Hand subdu'de , the Dardan State Shall tremble , and their Youth ne're quit their Fears , While Hannibal alive , on Earth , appears . These Oracles brought Bostar , and Desires Of present Battel into all inspires . The End of the Third Book .
Hic Puer ut patrio defixum Corpor● Telum Conspexit , — rapta duris ex Ossibus Hasta Innixum Cervice ferens humeroque Parentem Emicat attonitae tanta ad Spectacula Turbae . Tela tenent &c :

Memoriae Illustriss m● . Celsissimaeque Arausionensium &c. Filiae Caroli Regis , natu Maximae . Tabula Religiose Dominae Domnae. Mariae Principissae Primi , Magnae Britt : Fra: et Hibern : Consecrata :

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Fourth Book . THE ARGUMENT . The People's Fears , when Hannibal had past The Alpine Hils : the Senate's Care , and Haste T' oppose His Progress . On Ticinus Shore The Armies meet . What Auguries , before The Fight begun , foretold the Libyans Stay In Italy : the Romanes lose the Day . Scipio in Fight 's relieved by his Son , Then but a Boy . The Romanes , marching on To Trebia , their Arms with Gracchus join , And lose a second Day . The Apennine When Hannibal had with His Army crost , In Cold , and Moorish Grounds , an Eye He lost . His Son , demanded for a Sacrifice To Saturn , by the Senate , He denies ; And promiseth hereafter to make good Those Rites , again , with Noble Romane Blood . NOW Fame Ausonia's frighted Cities fills With Rumours ; That the Cloud-encompass'd Hills , And Rocks , that threatned Heaven , the War imbrac'd ; That now the Carthaginians had pass'd Those pathless Waies : and often doth repeat , That Hannibal , who seem'd to emulate Alcides Labours , did the Plain possess . And thus mischievous Tumults doth express , Encreasing as She goes ; and , Swifter far , Then swiftest Winds , with the Report of War , Shakes the affrighted Tow'rs . The People's Fear ( Apt to believe the Vainest things they hear ) The Rumour feeds . Now all with Care , and Speed , Prepare for War , the Noise whereof is spread Through all Ausonia , must'ring Arms , and Men. They whet their Piles , and ( Rust wip'd off agen ) Its cruel Splendour to the Steel restore . The Youth their Plumed Helmets , long before Lai'd up in Peace , repair : their Loops they join To Darts ; and new , from Forges , Axes shine . With these , impenetrable Coats of Mail They form , and Breast-Plates , destin'd to prevail 'Gainst many Hands , and frustrate strongest Blows . Some , carefully , provide Italian Bows ; While others teach the panting Steeds to wheel , Or trot the Round ; and whet on Stones their Steel . Then with like Care , and Speed , they Stones convay To antient Walls , and Castles ; whose Decay Was wrought by Time : in these their Magazin Of Arms they make , and speedily begin With Bars of Oak their Trenches , and their Gates To fortifie ; while Fear precipitates All that they Act , and doth in chief Command . Some in the Desert Fields , amazed , stand ; Others their Houshold-Gods , and Home forsake , And , frighted , on their trembling Shoulders take Their feeble Parents , whose weak Thread of Life Was almost spent . One drives before , his Wife , With Locks dishevel'd , dragging a little Son , That in each Hand unequally doth run . Thus do the People vent their Fears , nor scan The Cause , or whence those Rumours first began . The Senate , though these bold Beginnings fill'd Their Hearts with Terrour , and they now beheld , Ev'n in the Heart of Italy , a War , To which the Alps , and pathless Rocks , from far Seem'd to descend , oppose a valiant Mind Against Adversity , resolv'd to finde Honour in Dangers , and by Valour raise A Name so great , of such Immortal Praise , As Fortune never did before bestow , Or to the best Successes would allow . But , now , his Troops , chill'd with a long Excess Of Cold , and Tyr'd , doth Hannibal Caress In safe Retreats , and to their joyfull Eyes Shews through rich Fields their Way , and Rome their Prize . Yet He omits not to pursue the Cares Of War ; and , still consulting his Affairs , He , onely , takes no Rest. As , when of old Ausonia's happy Territory bold , And Warlike , Nations fiercely did invade , And by their Valour to the World were made A Terrour , the Tarpeian Thunderer , And Captiv'd Romanes , felt a cruel War . (a) (a) Soon as Hannibal had passed the Pyrenaean-Hills , the Gauls , thuogh it was Rumoured , that the War was intended against Italy , hearing how He had subjugated Spain , betook themselves to their Arms , resolved to oppose him : but , upon Treaty at His Camp near Illiberis ( now Salsas ) the petty-Kings , won by His large Bribes to His Party , gave free Passage to His Army by their City Ruscino ( now Roussilon in Gascony ) whereupon the Boii , mortal Enemies to the Romanes , immediatly revolted from their Obedience , and wi●● Him invaded Italy . See Livy , lib. 21. While He endeavours , with his Gifts , the vain , And wav'ring , Nations to his Side to gain , And join in Arms ; the Consul Scipio from (*) (*) Marseillus in Provence . Massilia , by Sea , returning Home , Arrived , suddenly , upon the Shore : And these great Captains , that had try'd before The sev'ral Labours of the Sea , and Land , Now , in the Plain , more near to Danger stand , And joyn their Fates ; while a most dismal Hour Approach'd . For , when the Consul , with His Power , Came to the Camp , and Fortune all Delay Had lai'd aside , the Troops no longer Stay Endure ; but all , incensed with Desire Of Fight , the Fo in view , the Sign require . The Tyrian Captain then , to animate His num'rous Army , doth aloud relate His glorious Conquests in th' Iberian War : That not Pyrene's Hills could set a Bar To his Commands ; nor furious Rhodanus : Sagunthus burnt ; that , through the Celtae , thus He had , conqu'ring , made his Way , and where 't had been Alcides Labour , he in Arms had seen His Libyan Horse insult ; and , trampling on The Rocks , with Neighing make the Alps to groan . But , contrary , the Consul to the Fight , And noble Actions , doth his Men excite . You have ( said He ) a Tyr'd , and weary Fo , Already half consum'd with Frost , and Snow : Who scarce can drag his Limbs , benumm'd with Cold. Go on , and let him Learn , that was so Bold To pass those Sacred Mountains , and those high And airy Rocks , how far this Trench doth ly Above Herculean Tow'rs : that with more Ease He may ascend those Hills ; then break through these Impenetrable Ranks . Let him recite To Fame his vain Attempts , untill in Fight Subdu'd , and hasting to Return again By the same Way he came , the Alps restrain His Flight . The Gods have brought him hither , through Those Difficulties , that he might imbrue , With his perfidious Blood , th' Italian Ground , And that his Bones , hereafter , may be found Scatter'd in hostile Land . I fain would know , If 't be another Carthage , that doth now Intend us War , or is 't the same again , That , near Aegutes , perish'd in the Main ? This said ; the Army to Ticinus goes . Ticinus in a shallow Chanel flows With clear , and quiet Waters , and the Stream So Slowly passeth on ; that it doth seem To Stand , as it , with Silence , glides along T' embrace the shady Banks , where Birds do throng , And their shrill Quires perpetually keep , As if to charm the lazy Flood asleep . Now , at Night's Period , the Morn begun With shining Shades , and Sleep its Course had run : When , to explore the Place's Nature , round The neighb'ring Hill , and view the Champagn-ground , The Consul went abroad : the Libyans too The like resolve , and it with Care pursue . This done , they both advance into the Field , With Wings of Horsemen ; and , as they beheld The Clouds of Dust to rise , and heard the Sound Of furious Steeds , that , prancing , made the Ground To tremble , and the Trumpet 's shrill Alarms , Each Captain cries , Now ( Souldiers ! ) to your Arms. In both , an equal Valour , and Desire Of Honour , shin'd , in both an equal Fire To press into the Fight : and when , as nigh They came , as from a Sling a Dart might fly , A sudden Augury diverts their Eyes , And Minds ( all Clouds dispers'd ) unto the Skies . An Hawk pursuing , from the South , the fair , And gentle Birds , that by (b) (b) Venus . Doves sacred to her ? Dione are So well belov'd , with his devouring Bill , His Pounces , and his Wings , fifteen did kill ; Nor would be satisfied : his strong Desire Of Blood increas'd , and Slaughter fed the Fire ; Untill , as stooping at a trembling Dove , That knew not , in its Flight , which Way to move To meet with Safety , from the Rise of Day An Eagle came ; and , frighting him away , Towards the Romane Ensigns flies , and where The General 's Son ( young Scipio ) did appear ( Then but a Boy ) in Arms , with a loud Cry There twice , or thrice , Proclaims the Victory : Then , with his Bill , his Helmet's Crest doth bite , And to the Stars again resumes his Flight . Liger , who knew , by his Divining Skill , The God's Advice , and by his Learned Quill Could Future things declare , aloud , to all , Exclaims . Full eighteen years the Libyan shall Th' Ausonian Youth in Italy pursue , Like that rapacious Bird , and shall imbrue His Hands in Blood , and wealthy Trophies gain . But yet , proud African , thy Rage restrain ; For , see ! Iove's Thunder-Bearer Thee denies Italian Scepters . Chief of Deities Be present ! may thy Eagle's Omen be At length confirm'd . For , noble Youth , to Thee The final Fates of conquer'd Libya are Reserv'd , and a most glorious Name in War ; Greater then Carthage , in her Height of Pride , Unless those Birds , in Flight , the Gods bely'd . But Bogus , contrary to this , doth sing All happy Omens to the Tyrian King . The Hawk a good Presage ; The Doves , that fell , Slain in their Airy Region , foretell The Fall , and Ruin , of the Romane State . Thus having said , as Conscious of Fa●e , And prompted by the Gods ; He , first , doth throw With Strength , a ready Jav'lin at the Fo: But , through the spacious Field , 't had Vainly flown , And lost its killing Force ; if Riding on Full Speed , Ambitious to be first of all , That gave the Charge , bold Catus Horse i th' Fall Had not receiv'd it , on his Face ; and , though It then was weak , he met the Fatal Blow , And found his Ruin : for the trembling Wood , Fix'd in his Front , between his Temples stood . Now , with loud shouts , both Armies , through the plain , Came rushing on , and meeting , all Restrain Their Reins , to stand the Charge . The furious Steed Erected stands , and , struggling to get Head , Flies , like a Tempest , through the Champagne-Field ; While to his Feet the Sand doth hardly yield . Before the rest , a nimble Active Band (c) (c) The Boii were a Warlike People , inhabiting that part of Gallia , which was called Lugdunensis , ( the Territories of Lyons ) they were inveterate Enemies to the Romanes , and had several times invaded Italy ; but , not long before , were Triumphed over by the Consul Flaminius : after which Victory , the Romanes began to place Colonies on that side the Alps , which the rather provoked them to side with Hannibal . Of Boii , whom stout Chryxus did command , Assault the Van ; and Chryxus , with a Rage , Great as his Giant-Body , doth engage . From Brennus , He his fam'd Original Deriv'd ; and , now , the Conquer'd Capitol Among his Titles wore : upon his Shield The Pensive Romanes , ready all to yield , On the Tarpeian Sacred Hill behold The Celtae , weighing their redeeming Gold . His Iv'ry-Neck a Golden Chain did bear , His Garments with pure Gold Embroider'd were , Bracelets of massie Gold adorn his Wrest , And the like Metal shin'd upon his Crest : By his fierce Onset , the Camertine Bands At first were routed . Nothing now withstands The Boii ; who , in a condensed Throng , Break through the thickest Ranks , and , mix'd among The Barb'rous Senones , beneath the Feet Of their fierce Horses , trample all they meet , And ●trew , with mangled Corps , the Field , which seems To swim in Blood , that in continued Streams From Men , and Horses , flows , and doth imbrue The sliding Steps of them , that still pursue . Bodies half-dead , by Horses hoofs , are slain Out-right , which , flying round the fatal Plain , Scatter'd from their light Heels the purple Flood , And lave the Wretches Faces with their Blood . Tyrrhenus , born near high Pelorus Shore , First dying , stained with his purple Gore A conqu'ring Dart ; for , as he did excite , With a shrill Trumpet , others to the Fight , Reviving Courage by the Warlike Sound , Received , by a Barb'rous Dart , a Wound In 's panting Throat : which quickly doth impair The rising Noise , yet the infused Air , Blown from his dying Mouth , awhile , doth pass ( His Lips now silent ) through the winding Brass : Picens , and Laurus , both by Chryxus dy . But yet not both alike : for Laurus by His Sword was slain ; selected near the Po , A polish'd Spear , gave Picens fatal Blow . For , as aside he turned , to Delude ( By wheeling round ) the Fo , that him pursu'd , The Spear , at once , both penetrates his Thigh , And 's Horses Flank ; and both together dy . Next he wounds Venulus , and from his Neck Retires the Weapon stain'd with Blood , to check Thy Speed ( rash Farf●rus ) who by the same Dost likewise fall : with Tullus , near the Stream Of cold Velinus bred , Ausonia's Pride , And of a glorious Name , had he not dy'd ; Or had the Tyrians their League maintain'd . With these the great Tyburti , who had gain'd Renown in Wars , and Romulus his Hand Sent to the Shades below . Hispellas , and Metaurus , Daunus too , his Ruin found From him , whom , with his Lance , he thought to wound . Nor was there room for Tyrians to engage In Battel , with the rest . The Coltick Rage Fill'd the whole Field : no Shafts from any Hand Were sent in Vain ; but fix'd in Bodies stand . Here , among trembling Files , Quirinus , high In Courage , and disdaining Thoughts to fly , Resolv'd to meet , with an undaunted Mind , His Fate , if prosp'rous Fortune once declin'd : Inflames his furious Courser with his Spear , And with his Arms disperseth here , and there , The Shafts , that him invade ; thinking to make His Way , and through the thickest Ranks to break , T' attach the King : and , certain to receive His Death , attempts by Valour to atchieve That Honour , he could not survive . A Wound Into the Groin of Teutalus , the Ground Doth make to tremble , with his weighty Fall . Next Sarmens dy'd , for Valour known to all : Who his long yellow Tresses , that out-shin'd Pure Gold , contracted in a Knot behind , Had vow'd ( if He return'd a Conquerour ) A Sacrifice to Thee , the God of War . But the stern Fates , regarding not his Vow , Him , with his Hair unshorn , to th' Shades below Untimely sent . O're all his Snow-white Limbs , The reeking Blood , in Streams diffused , Swims , And stains the Earth . Lycaunus , whom a Dart , That met him , as he mov'd , could not divert , Rush'd in , and , waving his Revenging Sword , With all the Strength , that Fury could afford , Upon his Shoulder gives a fatal Wound , Where his left Arm ( by yielding Sinews bound ) Its Strength , and Motion did receive ; which now Hangs loosely down , and lets the Bridle go : And , as he , Stooping , labour'd to retain , Within his trembling Hand , the Reins again , From 's Body Vegasus lop'd off his Head , And in his Helmet , as it largely bled , Ty'd to his Horse's Main , it bears about ; The Gods saluting with a barb'rous Shout . While thus the Field the Gauls with Slaughter feed ; The Consul , mounted on a Milk-white Steed , Into the Fight advanc'd , with fresh Supplies : And first , of all , with high-rais'd Courage , flies On the prevailing Fo , On Him attend The choicest Youth , that Italy could send . The Marsi , Corae , and the Latines Pride , Sabellus , who by all was magnifi'd For flinging his swif● Dart with certain Skill : With stout Tudertes , from his Native Hill , Devote to Mars ; and the Falisci , who , Deck'd in their Countries-Linen , Wars pursue ; With these , that by a silent River , near (d) (d) From a famous Temple , there Dedicated to Hercules . Herculean Walls , their wealthy Orchards rear , With Apples crown'd . Next the Catilli came , That dwell on Banks , where Anyo's swift Stream To Tyber hasts ; and those , that from their Slings Send Hernick Stones , hardned in freezing Springs . Nor were they absent , that inhabit where Casinum still is crown'd with misty Air. Thus went th' Italian Youth to War , and by Th' unequal Gods were destin'd there to dy . But Scipio , where the Fury of the Fo Did highest Triumph in the Overthrow , And Slaughter of his Men , spurs on his Horse ; And , as if from their Fall inspir'd with Force , To their sad Ghosts kills frequent Sacrifice . There Padus , Labarus , and Camus dies : Brennus , whom many Wounds could scarce destroy ; And Larus , that , like Gorgon , turn'd his Eye . And there Leponticus by cruel Fate , Most fiercely fighting , fell : for , snatching at The Consul's Reins , and , as he stood Upright Afoot , the Horsman equal'd in his Height , With his sharp Sword his Head the Consul cleaves , And it , divided on his Shoulders , leaves . Next Abbatus ; that , in its furious Course , Endeavour'd , with his Shield , to stop his Horse ; Was by a Kick struck dead , upon the Place ; The Beast still trampling on his wounded Face . The Romane Captain , through the bloody Plain , Thus raging Rides : as , when th' Icarian Main Cold Boreas , with victorious Blasts , doth raise From its deep Bottom , over all the Seas , In batter'd Ships , the Mariners are tost , And in white Foam the Cyclades are lost . Chryxus now seeing Hopes of Life declin'd , And Death's Approach , confirms his valiant Mind With a contempt of Fate . His horrid Beard Shin'd with a bloody Foam : his Jaws appear'd All white with Froth : his Locks , with flying Sand , And Dust made squallid , stiff , like Bristles , stand . Thus Tarius fiercely he invades , who nigh The Consul fought , and with strong Blows doth ply : Then fells him to the Ground ; for with a Spear , ( That his last Fate upon its Point did bear ) Wounded , he tumbles Headlong from his Steed : Which mov'd by Fear , with uncontrouled Speed , Drags him ( his Legs fast in the Stirrop bound ) About the Field . Blood issuing from the Wound Leaves a long winding Tract , that , with his Spear Trail'd in his Hand , doth in the Dust appear . The Consul prais'd his Death , and doth prepare To vindicate his Ghost : when through the Air An horrid Noise was heard ; and he descries Those Shouts commended Chryxus , whom his Eys , Scarce known before , beheld . His Anger now Grew high , and viewing , with a troubled Brow , His Giant-Body , with a gentle Hand Clapping his Horse's Neck , he makes a Stand , And thus bespeaks him . We , as yet , have made A vulgar War , and to the Stygian Shade Have sent down People of no Name at all : But , my Garganus , now , the Gods us call To greater Actions . See'st thou not how great Chryxus appears ? To thee I 'le Dedicate Those Trappings , that with Tyrian Lustre shine : Their Grace , and golden Reins shall all be thine . This said : he Chryxus in the open Plain Aloud provokes the Combate to maintain . His willing Enemy the like Desire Inflames . On either Side the Troops retire , Commanded to give way , and strait beheld The Champions in the Lists , amidst the Field . Great as the Earth-born Mimas did appear In the Phlegraean Plains , when Heav'n for Fear Ev'n trembled at his Arms : from 's salvage Breast Such cruel Chryxus , here , himself exprest With horrid Murmuring : and , to engage His valiant Fo , with Howling whets his Rage , And thus , insulting , speaks . Do none Survive In Burnt , and Captivated Rome , could give Thee Notice , what brave Hands the Progeny Of Brennus bring to War ? now Learn of Me : And , as he spake , a knotty Beam of Oak , That would have shaken with its weighty Stroak A Citie 's Gates , he flings . A dreadfull Sound It makes , and , falling vainly , tears the Ground : For , having lost his Distance , by a Throw Too strong , it flew beyond his nearer Fo. To him the Consul answers : Take to Hell This with Thee , and remember , that thou tell Thy Grand-sire , how far distant thou didst fall From the Tarpeian-Hill : and say withall , It was not lawfull for thee once to view The Capitol . And , as he spake , he threw A Jav'lin ( fitted to destroy so vast A Fo ) which , from the thong with vigour cast , Pierc'd through his Cassock's num'rous Folds , and through His Coat of Mail , which Nerves confirm'd , into His Breast , whose Depth the Weapon wholly drown'd : With a vast Ruin , prostrate on the Ground He falls . The suff'ring Earth beneath the Weight Of 's Arms , and Body , groans , and feels his Fate . So on the Tyrrhene Coast the Hills , that stand T' oppose the Billows , that invade the Land , Struck by impetuous Storms , immanely roar , And raving Nereus , beating on the Shore , The Waves , divided by their furious Shocks , Drown in the angry Deep the broken Rocks . Their Captain slain , the Celtae all to flight Themselves , and Hopes , commit ; their Courage quite Declines . As when , on the Pyraenean-Hill , The busie Hunter , with Sagacious Skill Searching the secret Dens , to rouze his Game From their thick Coverts , fires the Thornes : the Flame With Silence gathers Strength , and to the Skies ▪ Dark Clouds of pitchy Smoke aspiring rise ; Then all on fire the Hill doth strait appear , Loud Noises fill the Woods : The Beasts , for fear , And Birds , forsake their Shelter , and from far Through all the Vale the Cattle frighted are . When Mago saw the Celtick Troops were gone , And their first (e) (e) In this Character of the Gauls , in general ( and not yet wholy worn out in the Nation ) Florus agreeth with the P●ets ; That in their first Onset they seem to exceed Men ; but in the second are inferiour to Women . Onset ( which in them , alone , Is vigorous ) was lost , he strait doth call His Countreymen to fight : and first of all The Horse-men ; who appear on ev'ry Side In Troops , and , without Reins , or Bridles ride . Now the Italians fly , and then renew The Fight . The Tyrians then for Fear withdrew , And now advance again . These their Right Wing In Moon-like Circles lead ; The other bring Their Left alike in Form : Alternately In Close-form'd Globes they fight , and , when they fly , With Art avoid the Slaughter of the Fo. So , when the Winds from sev'ral Quarters blow , Fierce Boreas one way drives the swelling Main , Which Eurus meeting tumbles back again , And with alternate Blasts , both furious , throw The Ocean ( that obeys them ) to and fro . At length in Tyrian Purple shining , wrought With Gold , comes Hannibal , and with Him brought Terrour , and Fear , and Fury to the Field . And soon as He His bright Callaiek Shield Held up , and struck a piercing Light through all , Their Hopes , and Valour both together fall . Their trembling Souls cast off all Shame of Flight : None care to seek a noble Death in Fight . Resolv'd to fly , they rather wish to know Death by the gaping Earth , then by the Fo. So when a Tiger from 's Cancasean Den Descends , the Fields forsaken are by Men , And Beasts . All , as distracted , fly for Fear , And Shelter seek ; while , as a Conqe'rour , He wanders up , and down , the desart Plain , And now extends , then shuts his Jaws again , As if some present Carcass he did eat ; And , gaping wide , doth Slaughter meditate . Him nor could Metabus , nor Vfens shun : Though Vfens , very tall , did swiftly run ; And Metabus , full Speed , on Horse-back fled : For Metabus was with his Lance struck dead ; And Vfens , falling on his Knees , did bleed By 's Sword : so lost his Life , and Praise of Speed . Then Sthenius , Laurus , and Collinus dy . Collinus , born in a cold Climate , nigh The Chrystal Caves of Fusinus , and o're That Lake , by Swimming , pass'd from either Shore . The next Companion of their Fate , that fell Was Massicus ; born on that Sacred Hill , That crown'd with fruitfull Vines doth bear his Name , Near Lyris nurs'd , that with a silent Stream Its Course dissembleth , and with glitt'ring Waves , Unchang'd by Rain , the quiet Margent Laves . But now the Heat of Slaughter grew so high , That they could scarce finde Weapons to supply Their Active Rage ; Shields clash on Shields , and Feet On Feet do press : and , as they , Furious , meet , Encountring close , the waving Crests , that crown'd Their Helmets , mutually their Fore-Heads wound . Three famous Twins , all valiant Brothers , whom Sidonian Barcè , happy in her Womb , In time of War , unto Xantippus bare , Most fiercely fighting , in the Van appear . Their Power , and Wealth in Greece , their (f) (f) Xantippus , who was sent by the Lacedaemonians to be General for the Carthaginians against Regulus the Roman Consul : whom he vanquished ; and lead Captive to Carthage . See Lib. 6. Father's Fame ( A valiant Captain ) with Amycle's Name , And Regulus , in Spartan Fetters bound , With all that their Fore-Fathers had renown'd , Inflam'd their Minds , in Arms to prove their high Descent , and by their Deeds to testifie That they from Lacon sprang : to visit then The cold Taygeta , and Wars again Allai'd , through their Eurotas sail , and see Those Rites , Lycurgus , were ordain'd by Thee . But Heav'n , and three Ausonian Brothers , who In Age , and Courage , equalled the Fo , Sent by Aricia from those lofty Groves , Where Numa with the Nymph his secret Loves Enjoy'd deny'd they should to Sparta go . Nor would th● too impartial Fates allow , That they (g) (g) Diana Taurica , who had her Altars there : and after the barbarous Scythian Manner , had Sacrifices of Humane Blood . Diana's Altars should behold , And Sacred Lakes . For now the fierce , and bold Clytias , Eumachus , and Xantippus , proud Of 's Father's Name , engaged in the Croud , And Heat of all the Fight . As when , within The Libyan Plains , the Lyons do begin A War among themselves , their Roaring fills The Fields , and Cottages ; or'e secret Hills , And pathless Rocks , th' affrighted Moor doth fly ; His Wife endeavouring to suppress the Cry O' th' tender Infant , hanging at the Teat Of her large Breast ; the raging Beasts repeat Their Murmurs , and between their bloody Jaws Crash broken Bones : while limbs beneath their Claws , And cruel Teeth , still fight ; as if with Scorn To seem to yield , though from the Body torn : So the Egerian Youth , fierce Virbius , here , There Capys press to fight ; Albanus there , Alike in Arms : Him Clytias by Chance , Stooping to shun a Blow , strikes with his Lance , Quite through the Belly . Strait his Bowels fill'd , Extruded by his Fall , his hollow Shield . Next by stout Eumachus was Capys slain : Who , as if fix'd , endeavour'd to retain His Target ; till a Sword from his Left Side Lopp'd off his Arm , and by the Wound he dy'd : While his unhappy Hand refus'd to yield Its Hold , and stuck unto the falling Shield . Two of the three thus miserably slain , The last great Conquest Virbius doth remain : Who , as he fain'd to fly , Xantippus slew With his keen Sword , and eager to pursue Eumachus by his Jav'lin likewise falls . And thus the Fight by double Funerals Is equal made . Then the Survivers dy'd By mutual Wounds , and lai'd their Rage aside . Oh happy you , whom noble Piety , Urging your Fate , did thus perswade to dy ! Such Brothers future Times shall wish to see , And your last valiant Acts your Memory Shall crown with Honour ; if our Verses live , Or miserable Nephews , that survive , Shall read these Monuments your Virtues claim , And great Apollo envy not Our Fame . But now his Troops , dispers'd through all the Plains , The Consul , with his Voice , from Flight restrains , While He could use His Voice . Whither d' ye bear Those Ensigns ? How are you destroy'd by Fear ? If the first Place of Battel you affright , Or you want Courage in the Front to fight , Behinde Me stand ; but lay aside your Fear , And see Me fight . Their Fathers Captives were , From whom you fly . What Hopes can we pretend , If once subdu'd ? Shall we the Alps ascend ? Oh! think , you see Tower-bearing Rome , whose Head Her Walls do crown , submissively , now , spread Her Hands ; while her proud Foes her Sons enchain ; Daughters are ravish'd , and their Parents slain . And in their Blood , me thinks , I see the Fire Of holy Vesta now ( alass ) expire . Oh! then prevent this Sin . Thus having said , His Jaws with Dust , and Clamour , weary made ; His Left Hand snatching up the Reins ; the Right His Sword ; his Breast to those , that fled the Fight , He doth oppose : now threatens Them , and then Himself to Kill , unless they turn agen . These Armies when , from high Olympus , Iove Beheld , the noble Consul's Dangers move His Mind to Pitty . Then , he calls his Son ( The God of War ) and to Him thus begun . My Son , I fear that gallant Man 's not far From Ruin , if thou tak'st not up the War . Withdraw him , full of Fury , from the Fight ; Forgetfull of Himself , through the Delight Of Slaughter . Stop the Libyan General , Who will more glory in the Consul's Fall , Then all those Numbers , that He doth destroy . Thou seest , besides , how soon that (h) (h) Young Scip●o . Warlike Boy His tender Hands in Battel doth engage , And strives by Action to transcend his Age , Thinking it tedious to be young in War . Thou guiding (i) (i) Scipio Africanus , who ( but fourteen years old ) in this Fight rescued his Father , and , at twenty five years , undertook the War of Spain ; and never relinquished it , till he had subdued Hannibal . Him , he shall hereafter dare T' attempt Great things , and his first Trophie shall Be to prevent his Noble Father's Fall . Thus Iove ; strait Mars from the Odrysian Field His Chariot summons , and assumes his Shield : Which , like a gloomy Thunder-bolt , its Beams Scatters abroad : his Helmet too , that seems To other Deities a Weight too great : And 's Breast-Plate , that with so much Toil , and Sweat The lab'ring Cyclops form'd : then shakes his Spear , Stain'd with the Blood of Titans , through the Air , And with his Chariot fills the dusty Plain . The dire Eumenides , and dreadfull Train Of Furies him attend , and ev'ry where Innumerable Forms of Death appear : While fierce Bellona , who doth guid the Reins , Whips on his Steeds , and all Delay disdains . Then from the troubled Heav'n a Tempest forth Doth break , and in dark Clouds involves the Earth . His Entrance ev'n the Court of Iove doth shake , And Rivers , by his Chariots Noise , forsake Their Banks , and , struck with Horrour , backward fly To their first Springs , and leave their Chanels dry . The Garamantian Bands , now , ev'ry where Invest with Dars the Consul , and prepare New Presents for the Tyrian Prince : the Spoils Of his rich Arms , his Head , through many Toils Of that sad Day , bedew'd with Sweat , and , Blood . While He , not to give way to Fortune , stood Resolv'd , and then , more fierce with Slaughter grown , Returns the num'rous Darts against him thrown . Till over all his Limbs the Blood of Foes , Mix'd with his own , in Streams diffused flows , And then , his Crest declining , in a Ring More closely girt , the Garamantians fling Their steeled Shafts , with nearer Aim , and all , Like Storms of Hail , at once , about him fall . But , when his Son perceiv'd a Dart to be Fix'd in his Father's Body ( as if He Had felt the deadly Wound ) his pious Tears Bedews his Cheeks , and Paleness strait appears , To run o're all his Body , and with Groans , That pierce the Skies , his Danger he Bemoans . Twice he Attempted , to anticipate By piercing his own Breast , his Father's Fate : As oft the God of War converts his Rage Against the Fo ; with whom he doth engage , And , Fearless , through the armed Squadrons flies , And , in his furious Speed , doth equalize The Deity , his Guid. The Troops , that round His Father fight , give Way , and on the Ground A Tract of Blood appears . Where er'e he goes , ( Protected by the Heavenly Shield ) he mows Whole Squadrons down . On heaps of Arms he Slew , Such as oppos'd his Rage , with him that Threw The Dart , who dy'd before his Father's Eys ; With many more , as pleasing Sacrifice . Then , snatching from the Bones the fixed Spear , Upon his Neck , from Danger , he doth bear His fainting Sire . The Troops at such a Sight Amazed stand : the Libyans cease to fight : Th ▪ Iberians all give way . A Piety So great , in tender Years , turns ev'ry Eye Upon him , to Admire what they beheld , And strikes deep Silence through the dusty Field . Then said the God of War : Thou Dido's Towers Hereafter shalt destroy ; and Tyrian Powers , Compell'd by Thee , a League shall entertain : Yet never shalt thou greater Honour gain , Then this . Go on ( brave Youth ) go on , and prove Thy self to be , indeed , the Son of Iove . Go on : for greater Things reserved be ; Though better never can be giv'n to Thee . This said : the Sun now stooping to the Main , The Deity returns to Heav'n again , Involv'd in Clouds . Darkness the Fight decides , And , in their Camps , the weary Armies hides . But , when in her declining Wain the Night Phoebe withdrew , and , by her Brother's Light , The rosie Flames from the Eöan Main Gilded the Margent of the Skies again ; The Consul , fearing that the Plain might be A great Advantage to the Enemy , To Trebia , and the Mountains , takes his Way . And now the winged Hours advanc'd the Day , When with much Toil the Bridg was broken down , ( O're which the Romane Army pass'd ) and thrown Into the Flood : when to the Rapid Stream Of swift Eridanus , the Libyan came ; Seeking , by marching round , through various Waies , The Fords , and where its Course the River staies : Trees from the Neighb'ring Groves at length he takes , And , to transport his Troops , a Navy makes . The valiant Consul ( from the antient Line (k) (k) Sempronius Gracchus had then the Command of the Romane Navy to guard Sicily , and the Coast of Italy , from the Carthaginians ; whose Fleet he had dispersed : and , leaving Sicily under the Care of King Hiero , on the Fame of Hannibal's entring Italy , came with his Forces to Trebïa , and joyned with Cornelius Scipio . Of his Death , see Book 12. O' th' Gracchi sprang , whose Ancestours did shine In Monuments , with noble Titles crown'd , For Valour , both in Peace , and War Renown'd ) Thither , from high Pelorus , came by Sea , Incamping near the Banks of Trebia . The Carthaginians , likewise , in the Plain ( The River over-pass'd ) encamp'd remain , Encourag'd by Success of their Affairs : While their insulting General prepares Their Minds , and to their Fury still doth give Fresh Fewel . What third Consul doth survive In Rome ? ( said He ) What other Sicily Remaineth now in Arms against us ? See! All the Italian Bands , and Daunian Line , Are met . Now let the Latine Princes joyn In League with Me ; now let them Laws require . But thou , that in the Fight , unhappy Sire , Ow'st to thy Son thy Life , so may'st thou live ! May'st thou to him again that Honour give ! May'st thou not dy in War so old ! 't is I , ( When Fate shall call ) that must in Battel dy . This with high Rage express'd ; he doth advance With his Massilian Troops , and with his Lance , Ev'n at the Trenches , doth provoke the Fo. The Latine Souldiers , scorning thus to ow Their Safety to their Rampires , and to hear The Gates to Eccho with an Hostile Spear , Break forth : and through the Breach , before the Rest , The valiant Consul flies . The plumed Crest Of his bright Helmet waving with the Wind ; His Cassock stain'd with honour'd Blood behind : He calls , with a loud Voice , the following Bands , And , where the Fo in strongest Bodies stands , He breaks his Way , and chargeth through the Plain . As when a furious Torrent , swell'd with Rain , Falling from lofty Pindus Top , doth fill The Vallies with a Noise ; as if the Hill , By some rude Tempest , were in Pieces torn : The Heards , and salvage Beasts , and Woods are born Away ; the foaming Waves o're all prevail , And pass with Roaring through the stony Dale . Could I like the Maeonian ( (l) (l) H●mer . Prophet sing , Or would Apollo , to assist me , bring An hundred Voices , I could not declare What Slaughter here the Consul made : what there The Libyan's Fury acted . Hannibal Murranus , and the Romane General Phalantus , old in Labours , and for Skill In War all famous , hand to hand , did kill . From Anxur's stormy Cliffs Murranus : from Sea-wash'd Tritonis did Phalantus come . But when , by his Illustrious Habit shown , The Consul was engag'd , Cupentus , one Depriv'd of half his Sight , that with one Eye Pursu'd the War , assaults him suddenly ; And fixeth in the Margent of his Shield His trembling Lance. The Consul him beheld With boiling Rage ; Now ( Villain ) lay aside ( Said he ) what ever Mischief thou dost hide Beneath thy Ugly , and Deformed Brow . And , as he spake , with Aim , directly through His glaring Eye he thrusts his fatal Spear . No less incens'd doth Hannibal appear ; By whom , in silver Arms , unfortunate Varrenus fell : Varrenus , whom of late Fertile Fulginia's wealthy Fields with Gain Enrich'd , and , wandring in the open Plain , His curled Bulls , as white as Alpine Snow , Return'd from cold (k) (k) Clitumnus , a River in Tuscany , wherein such Bulls , as were to be Sacrificed to Iupiter , were washed , and became White . See the Continuation of the first Book . Clitumnus Stream : but now The Gods were angry , and those Victimes prove Nourish'd in vain ; which for Tarpeian Iove , With so much Care , by him were fed before . Then light Iberians with the nimble Moor Advance . Here Piles , there Libyan Arrows fly ; So thick , from either Side , they hide the Sky : And all the Space , between the River's Shore , And Champagn-Ground , with Darts is cover'd o're . So thick they stand , the Wounded have no Room To Fall , and Dy. There Allius , that from Argyripa , through Daunian Fields , with rude Unpolish'd Shafts , his flying Game pursu'd , Was born , into the midst of all his Foes , Upon his Iapygian Steed , and throws ( Not vainly ) his Ap●lian Darts : his Breast The Skins of rough Samnitick Bears invest , Instead of Steel : his Head an Helmet wore , Fenc'd with the Tushes of an Aged Boar. But him , thus Active , as if he had bin Then following the Chase of Beasts , within The Gargan Woods , when Mago here espy'd , There bold Maharbal ; they on either Side Charge him . As Bears , more fierce by Hunger made , From sev'ral Rocks a trembling Bull invade ; Their Fury not permitting them to share Their Prey with Leisure : so both here , and there , 'Gainst Allius discharged Weapons flew . At length , through both his Sides , the Libyan Yew Doth , singing , pierce into his trembling Heart , And Death remain'd ambiguous , to which Dart It should give way ; for both together there , As in their Center , met . Now full of Fear The Romane Troops , with scatter'd Ensigns , fly ; Whom to the Banks the Libyan furiously , ( A Sight of Pitty ! ) wandring up and down , Pursues , and in the River strives to drown . Then Trebia to their Ruin doth conspire , And raising , at Saturnia's Desire , His fatal Waves , begins a second War Against the weary Vanquished : who are By Earth , that shrank beneath them , where they stood , Devour'd , and cover'd by the treach'rous Flood . Nor could they from the thick , tenacious Mire , ( If once engag'd ) their weary Limbs retire : But stand , as bound , and fix'd within the Mud , Untill , o'rewhelm'd by the deceitfull Flood , Or Ruins of the hollow Banks , some fall ; While others through the Slippery places crawl , And seek through the inextricable Shore , Their several Ways to Safety . But , as or'e The rotten Bogs they fly , and Ruin think To shun , by their own Weight oppress'd , they Sink . Here one swims swiftly , and now near the Land , Snatching the tops of Rushes in his Hand , To raise himself above the Flood again , Nail'd by a Jav'lin to the Bank , is slain : Another , having lost his Weapon , fast Within his Arms his strugling Fo embrac't , And in one Fate , both joyn'd together , dy'd . Death in a thousand Shapes , on ev'ry Side , Appears . There wounded Ligus backward fell Upon the Shore ; and , as the Flood doth swell With Heaps of Bodies , and his Visage laves , He sucks in , with his Sighs , the bloody Waves . But scarce half-way did fair Hirpinus swim , And beckned to the rest to follow him : When , carryed by the Stream's impetuous Force , And gaul'd with many wounds , his head-strong Horse Obeys the Torrent , till with Labour tir'd , Under prevailing Waves , they both expir'd . Yet still these Miseries encrease : for , as The towred Elephants attempt to pass Into the Flood , with Violence they fell ( As when a Rock , torn from its native Hill By Tempest , falls into the angry Main ) And Trebia afraid to entertain Such Monstrous Bodies , flies before their Breast , Or shrinks beneath them with their Weight opprest , But as Adversity man's Courage tries , And fearless Valour , doth to Honour rise Through Danger ; stout Fibrenus doth disclaim A Death ignoble , or that wanted Fame : And cries , My Fate shall be observ'd , nor shall Fortune , beneath these Waters , hide my Fall . I 'le try , if Earth doth any living bear , Which the Ausonian Sword , and Tyrrhen Spear Cannot subdue , and kill . With that , he prest His Lance into the right Eye of the Beast , That , with blind Rage , the penetrating Blow Pursu'd , and tossing up his mangled Brow , Besmear'd with reeking Blood , with horrid Cries Turns round , and from his fallen Master flies . Then with their Darts , and frequent Arrows all Invade him , and now dare to hope his Fall . His immense Shoulders , and his Sides , appear One Wound entire , his dusky Back doth bear Innumerable Shafts ; that , like a Wood , Still waving , as he mov'd , upon him stood : Till in so long a Fight , their Weapons all Consum'd , he fell , Death hasting through his Fall . But now ( although a Wound , which by the way An Adverse Hand inflicted , did delay His Speed a while ) implacable with Rage , Within the River , Scipio doth engage . And with unnumbred Slaughters doth infest The Enemy ; while Trebia seems opprest With Targets , Helmets , and with Bodies slain ; And scarce doth any vacant Space remain To see the Water . There Mazêus by His Lance , there Gostar by his Sword doth dy . Then against Telgon , who from Pelops sprung , And in Cyrene dwelt , a Pile he flung , Snatch'd from the stained Torrent , and within His gaping Mouth fix'd the whole Steel . His Chin Now falls : against his Teeth the trembling Wood Rebounds with Noise , and sudden Streams of Blood , Together with his Life , flow from the Wound ? Yet , after Death , no Rest his Body found ; For Trebia it t' Eridanus conveys , Eridanus it tumbles to the Seas . With him , and others , Lapsus likewise dy'd , To whom the Fates a Sepulchre deny'd . What then avail'd his rich Hesperides , Or Groves by Nymphs frequented ? What his Trees , That , bearing Gold , extend their shining Boughs ? But Trebia , swelling , from the Bottom throws His curling Waves , unlocketh all his Springs , And all his Forces with fresh Fury brings : The Billows roar aloud , and , as they fly , Still a new Torrent doth their Place supply . The General perceiving this , his Blood With greater Fury boils . Perfidious Flood ( Said He ) severely shalt thou punish'd be , For this thy Insolence . I 'le scatter thee In lesser Streams , through all the Gallick Coast , Untill the Name of River thou hast lost . I 'le choak thee in thy Birth : nor shalt thou flow , Through this thy Chanel , to the Banks of Po. What sudden Rage is this , doth thee invade , And thee Sidonian of a Latine made ? Him boasting thus , the Waters in a Heap Assail , and on his lofty Shoulders leap . Himself against their Rage He doth oppose , And with His Shield sustains their furious Throws . Behind , the Storm-rais'd Surges thicker come , And cover His Plum'd Helmet with their Foam . That He should farther wade , the God deny'd ; While from His Feet the slipp'ry Earth doth slide . The angry Billows , now , begin a War Among themselves , and , striking Rocks , afar Diffuse the Noise through all the Neighb'ring Coast , And in the Fight his Banks the River lost . Then , lifting up his streaming Locks , his Brow Impail'd with Bull-Rushes , said He , Dost Thou So proudly threaten Thy Revenge on Me ? And that the Name of Trebia shall be By Thee extinguish'd ? Oh , Thou Enemy To this My Empire ! see what Bodies I Do bear ; that by thy fatal Hand were slain : Such Heaps of Shields , and Helmets here remain , That they my Waters from my Chanel force , And I 'me constrain'd to leave my former Course . Thou see'st how deep with Slaughter they are stain'd , And backward flie . Restrain thy killing Hand , And pitch Thy Camp within this Neighb'ring Field . This Cytherea from an Hill beheld , And , near her , Vulcan ; who themselves did shroud From Mortal Eyes , within an airy Cloud . But Scipio , sighing , lifteth to the Skies His Hands , and saith ; Ye Gods , whose Auspicies Have hitherto preserv'd Dardanian Rome , Must I , at length , a Sacrifice become To such a Death , preserv'd by You of late In so great Fights ? Is it above my Fate To fall by Fortune ? Oh , deliver me Again ( my Son ) unto the Enemy ; That I may dy in Battel ! and My End Unto My Brothers , and to Rome , commend . Griev'd with this Language , Venus sigh'd , and all Her Husband's Fury on the Flood le ts fall . O're all the Banks , the active Flames appear Dispersed , and the Streams , that many a Year Had there been Nourish'd by the aged Flood , Most furiously devour . The Neighb'ring Wood Doth likewise burn , and through the highest Groves (n) (n) This Fiction alludes to that of Homer , Iliad . XXI . Where the violent Inundation of the River Scamander is restrained by Vulcan , at the Prayer of Achilles . Vulcan , an uncontrouled Conqu'rour , moves . Now Fir-Trees lose their Arms ; the lofty Pines , And Alders sink , the Poplar too declines ; And from their standing Trunks those Branches fell , Where Quires of Chanting Birds were wont to dwell . Ev'n from the Bottom of the troubled Flood , The Fire licks up the Waters , dries the Blood , Late shed upon the Banks . The parched Earth , ( As when rash Phaëton , to prove his Birth , Did Fire the World ) with Heat excessive cleaves , And Heaps of Ashes on the Waters leaves . Father Eridanus now thinks it strange , That his Eternal Course so soon doth change , The Nymphs their liquid Caves with mournfull Cries Now fill , and , as the Flood endeavour'd thrice To raise his scorched Head , the God of Fire , Throwing a Lamp , constrain'd him to retire Beneath his smoaking Waves , and thrice his Head Of Reeds deprives : at length , as Vanquished , And Weak , submitting to his Conqu'ring Fo , 'T was granted in his former Banks to flow . Scipio , and Gracchus , then ; from Trebia , all Their Troops , unto a fenced Hill , recall . But Hannibal the River doth adore , And , with much Honour , sprinkles near the Shore His (o) (o) Social Waters , in token , that He then received that Part of the Countrey into His Protection , and Amity . Social Waters on the Holy Grass : Not knowing how much greater things ( alass ! ) The Gods would act . What Woes for Italy Were ( Thrasimenus ) then prepar'd by Thee . Not long before , Flaminius did invade The Boii , and an easie Conquest made Over that Nation , Weak , and void of all Deceit . But to contend with Hannibal Requir'd more Toil , more Vigilance , and Skill . Him , fatal to his Countrey , and with ill Presages born , Saturnia prepares As General , while Italie's Affairs Sadly declin'd : A man most worthy all The Mischief , that did on his Countrey fall . For , in the first Day , that he took in Hand The Helm of State , and th' Army did command : As Mariners , unskilfull to convey A beaten Ship through a tempestuous Sea , Obey the Winds , and leave to ev'ry Blast , Or Wave , the wandring Vessel ; which at last Is driven by the Pilot's art less Hands On Rocks , or else is swallow'd up in Sands : So , with rash Arms , Flaminius doth invade The Lydians , and those Mansions Sacred made By antient (p) (p) Corythus , a Town in Tuscany , built by King Corythus , descended of Tyrrhenus , the Son of Atys , King of Maeonias , and Father to Lydus ; from whom the Maeonians were called Lydians , whose Colonies were planted in this part of Italy by Tyrrhenus . Corythus Arrival there ; And the Maeonian Colonies , that were Joyn'd to Italian , by their Grand-fires Blood , And in the Catalogue of Kindred stood . Nor did the Gods neglect to advertise The Libyan Captain of an Enterprize , That to his Name such Honour might produce . For when that Sleep , o're all the World , his ●uice Of Poppy had diffus'd , and with his Wings Had cover'd o're the Tedious Care of things . Iuno the Figure of the Neighb'ring Flood Assumes , and , as he slept , before him stood : The dangling Tresses , on her watry Brow , Encompass'd with a wreathed Poplar-Bough . With sudden Cares , she dives into his Breast , And with this pow'rfull Language breaks his Rest. Oh Hannibal , most happy in thy Fame , And unto Italy a fatal Name ! Who , if th' Ausonian Land had giv'n Thee Birth , (q) (q) Deification being peculiar to the Romanes . Might'st with the Gods , when Thou forsak'st the Earth Hereafter be Enthron'd . While yet we may , And Fates permit us , banish all Delay : The great Success , which Fortune doth allow , Not long endures . Go on ; the Blood , which Thou Didst to thy Father promise , when the War 'Gainst Rome , before the Altar , Thou didst swear , Shall from Ausonian Bodies flow to Thee , And Thou Thy Father's Ghost shalt satisfie With Slaughter , and to Me securely pay Deserved Honours . Therefore now Obey : For I that Thrasimenus am , that by The Bands , from Tmolus sent , encompass'd ly Beneath high Hills , and reign in shady Streams . By this Advice excited from his Dreams , His Army , which the Deity doth fill With Courage , strait He leadeth to the Hill . High Apenninus , who his Fore-head joyns Unto the Stars , surcharg'd with lofty Pines , Was cover'd , then , with Ice . Among the steep , And slipp'ry Rocks , all Trees , in Snow , as deep As is his Height , were hid , and to the Skies His hoary Head , with Frost congeal'd , did rise . Here He commands them on : for having cross'd The Alps , all former Glory had been lost , And quite extinguish'd ; had they made a Stand At other Mountains : therefore they ascend Those broken Cliffs , whose Tops the Clouds invest Perpetually with Showrs . Nor did they rest , When once that Labour they had overcome ; But strait descend into the Plains , that swum With thawing Ice , and where , in Moorish Ground , The cold , unfrozen Waters did abound : In these unwholsome Fens , the Gen'ral's bare , Uncover'd , (r) (r) Hannibal , informed that the Romane Army , under the Conduct of Flaminius , was advanced to Arretium ( now Arezo ) quitted His Winter-Quarters , and passed the nearest Way to meet him through the Fens of Hetruria , lying by the River Aruns ; where the excessive Moisture of the Place ( bes●des the great Incommodities to his Army , who were constrained to lay their Baggage under them in the Water , and sleep on it ) deprived Him of His left Eye . Liv. lib. 22. Head , was shaken by the Air , And on his bloodless Cheeks his melting Eye In Tears descends . While , scorning Remedy , He thinks the Time of Battel is to be Purchas'd with any Danger . Therefore He Disdains the Beauty of his Face to spare , So He may have His Ends ; nor doth He care , To part with other Limbs , if Victory May be the Price , and thinks his single Eye Enough ; if so a Conquerour He may Behold the Capitol : or any way Subdue a Fo , that bears the Romane Name . Through all these Miseries at length He came Unto the (ˢ) Lake , where for His Loss of Sight He kills unnumbred Piacles in Fight . But now , behold , from Tyrian Carthage sent Ambassadours arrive . The first Intent , And Motive , of their Journey was of Weight : Yet could they nothing of Content relate . It was a Custome 'mong those People , where Exil'd Elisa , first , her Walls did Rear , The Favour of the Angry Gods to seek (t) (t) This inhumane Custome was common to the Carthaginians , with other more Barbarous People : so that when they were overthrown by Agathocles , the King of Sicily , they believed Saturn , ( to whom they offered those horrible Victimes ) to be angry with them , and thereupon Sacrificed to him two hundred Noble Children . Diod. lib. 20. With Humane Slaughter , and ( what ev'n to speak Is Horrour ) on their flaming Altars burn Their tender Sons . Those Lots an annual Urn Reviv'd ; the bloody Rites to imitate Of Thoantêan Dian : to this Fate , And Lot of Heav'n , as Custome was , inspir'd Of old , with Malice , Hanno then requir'd The Son of Hannibal , although the Fear Of his Return , and Arms , did then appear As present , for Revenge , to other Eyes . Mov'd by this dire Demand , with mournfull Cries , Tearing her Hair , and Cheeks , Imilce fills The Town . As when , on the Pangaean Hills , Edonian Froes their (u) (u) The Feast of Bacchinals . Treiterian Feast Perform , and Bacchus reigns in ev'ry Breast . Imilce so , among the Tyrian Dames , ( As if she saw her Son amidst the Flames ) Cries Iö , Husband , in what Part soe're O' th' World thou wagest War , Oh , hither bear Thine Ensigns ; here , here is an Enemy More violent , more near . Thou , happily , Ev'n at the Wal●s of Rome , receivest now Darts , flying , in Thy Target , or dost throw A burning Lamp , Tarpeian Tow'rs to fire . In the mean time , Thy Son , Thy onely Heir , Ev'n from the Bosom of Thy Countrey , to The Stygian Altar's drag'd . Whilst Thou dost go To wast Ausonian Houses with Thy Sword , Tread in forbidden Paths , break that Accord , That League ; which , once , by all the Gods was sworn : These dire Rewards doth Carthage , now , return For Thy Deserts ; such Honours unto Thee , Ingratefull , Shee decrees . What Piety Is this , the Temples thus with Humane Blood To stain ? Alass ! had Mortals understood The Nature of the Gods , this horrid Crime Had ne're been known . Go , and , at such a Time , With Holy Frankincense , just Things desire Of Heav'n ; and let those cruel Rites expire . The Gods to Men are mild : let it suffice ( I pray ) that we fat Oxen Sacrifice : Or , if the Gods resolve , that this Decree Shall stand , to Your Desires , accept of Me , Me that have born him ; why should You deprive Libya of those great Hopes , that in him live ? Why should Aegates more lamented be ; Or , if the Punick Kingdoms we should see Now sinking ; then the sad untimely Fall Of this brave Off-spring of my Hannibal ? This Speech , the Senate wav'ring 'twixt a Fear Of Gods , and Men , invited , to forbear Their Sentence , and to Her 't was left to chuse ; Whether She would the killing Lot refuse ; Or else the Honour of the Gods obey . At this Imilce trembled , ev'ry way With Fear distracted : there Her Husband's Ire She apprehends ; and there the fatal Fire . This heard with greedy Ears : the General Replies , Dear Carthage , What can Hannibal , Though equal to the Gods , return to Thee , Worthy such Favours ? What R●wards can be Invented ? Day , and Night , I Arms will bear , And make , that to Thy Temples Rome repair , With gen'rous Victimes , that their Blood derive From her Quirinus . But My Boy shall live , Heir to these Arms , and War , My onely Hope ; And , while Hesperia threats , the onely Prop Of Tyrian Affairs by Sea , and Land . And ( Boy ) remember that Thou take in Hand , And wage a War with Rome , while Life doth last . Go on , behold the Alps which I have past , Are open ▪ Me succeed in Toils , and War , And you my Countrey 's Gods , whose Temples are By Slaughter Holy made , who 're pleas'd to be Ador'd with Fears of Mothers , turn to Me Your Minds , and pleas'd Aspect : for I prepare Your Sacrifice , and better Altars Rear . You Mago , to the Top of yonder Hill Conduct your Troops ; and let Chaospe fill Those nearer to the Left ; Sichaeus shall Into those Avenues , in Ambush fall . While , I will Thrasimenus quickly view , With lighter Troops , and for the Gods their Due , Of Warlike Sacrifice prepare . For now , They , with clear Promises , great things allow , Which having seen ( dear Countrey-men ) you may Into your native City , home convey . The End of the Fourth Book .
Obiuitur telis Nimboque Ruente per Auras Contectus , Nulli , dextrâ jactare reliquit Flaminum cecidisse sua , nec pugna perempto Vlterior● Ductore fuit , finem que dedere .

Illustriss mo . Celsissimoque Principi , Willelmo Frederico , Principi Arausionensium , Comiti Nassoviae Cattimel : Viand : &c : Marchion : Vlissingiae , Bredae , &c : Faederati Belgij , Terra Marique Imperator● : Tabula humillime Dicata

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Fifth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Flaminius rash Valour at the Lake Of Thrasimenus . The Sidonians take The Hills , for Ambush : Prodigies foreshow , Before the Fight , the Roman's Overthrow . Both Armies ( while an Earthquake overthrew Cities , and Rivers turn'd ) the Fight pursue . But the Sicilian Troops , that basely fly The Field : and climb the Trees for Safety , dy , Together , by Sichaeus , whose sad Fall ( Soon after by Flaminius slain ) by all The Libyans is bewail'd . Scout Appius kill'd By Mago , whom he wounds ; what Slaughters fill'd All Quarters : how Flaminius bravely dy'd ; Whose Corps the Romanes , slain about him , hide . NOW Hannibal , preparing for the Fight , With secret Ambush , in the dead of Night , The Mountains of Hetraria did invest , And all the Passes of the Woods possest . On the Left Hand , there was a Lake , that swell'd Like a vast Sea , and all the Neighb'ring Field , O're-flowing , cover'd with tenacious Slime . Here Faun-got Aunus reign'd , in Antient time ; But , now , 't is known by Thrasimenus Name , Whose Sire (a) (a) Tyrrhenus was the Son of Atys , King of Maeonia , who , fearing a Famine , resolved to disburden his own Countrey , by transplanting some of his People , under the Conduct of one of his two Sons , ( Lydus , and Tyrrhenus ) the Lot , which was to determine it , fell upon Tyrrhenus ; who planted himself in that Part of Italy , which is now called Tuscany . He built twelve Cities , and was so prudent in Establishing his Affairs , that he was feigned to be gray-headed from his Youth . He is said to have invented the Trumpet ; and his People improved so eminently in civil Government ; that from them the Romanes borrowed all their Triumphal , and Consular Ornaments , with their Rods , Axes , & other Ensigns of Authority , as likewise Musick , Augury , and Rites of Sacrificing . See Strabo , lib. 5. Tyrrhenus ( Lydian Tmolus Fame ) To the Italian Coasts , that since do bear His Name , Maeonian Colonies , from far , By Sea did bring ; and is by all Renown'd , For having taught those Nations , first , to sound The Trumpet , and their Silence broke in Fight . Yet , not content with this , he doth excite His Son to greater things ; But , fir'd with Love Of the fair Boy ( who with the Gods above , For Beauty , might compare ) now , Chaste no more , (b) (b) Agylle a small City in Tuscany . Agylle snatch'd him , walking on the Shore , Into the Stream . This Nymph's Lascivious Minde Was still to Love of beauteous Boys inclin'd , And the Italian Darts soon warm'd her Breast ; But him the carefull Naiades carest Within their mossy Caves : while He the Place Abhors , and seeks to shun their fond Embrace . From hence the Lake , a Dowry to his Fame , Still conscious of his Rape , retains his Name . And , now , the Chariot of the Dewy Night , Its Bounds approach'd ; although the Morn her Light , Not yet from her bright Chambers did display , But , from the Threshold onely , breath'd a Ray ; And Men could less affirm , that Night had run Her Course , then that the Day its Race begun : When , through by-Ways , the Consul March'd before His Ensigns ; after Him , the Horse , ( no more In Order ) haste : Next , in Confusion go The light-arm'd Bands ; the Foot , disorder'd , too Forsake their Ranks : with them , though us'd in War , Unfit for Fight , the Sutlers mixed are ; And Ominous Tumults through all Places spread , Advancing to the Fight , as if they fled . While from the Lake , a Vapour , black as Night , Arose , and , quite depriving them of Sight , In a dark Mantle of condensed Clouds Involves the Skies , and Day desired shrouds . But (c) (c) Hannibal , understanding the Temper of Flaminius , as a Person rash , and violent , waited all the Countrey between Cortona , and the Lake Thrasimenus with all the Miseries of War , thereby to provoke his Enemies to fight . Flaminius , not enduring it , as dishonourable , raised his Camp before Aretium , and Marched towards him . But he no sooner came between the Hills , and the Lake , but he found himself encompass'd by Hannibal's ●orces ; and , unable to draw his Men into Order , they were totally defeated , and the Consul slain . Liv. Book 22 , Hannibal pursues His Fraud the while , And , in His Ambush closely sitting still , Would not permit them , in their Haste , to be Oppos'd , while all the Shore appeareth free From Danger , and neglected by the Fo , Who , to their Fall , permits them on to go . For they , advancing through a narrow Way , ( Before design'd , their Safety to betray ) A double Ruin found . The Waters here Contract their Passage : there steep Rocks appear , And , on the Mountain's Top , within the Wood , T' engage them , there a Libyan Party stood , Ready to fall on any , that should ●ly To a Retreat . So , when a Fisher , by A Chrystal Brook , an Osier Wee l doth twine , The Entrance large he makes , but binds within The Tonnel Close , contracting by Degrees The yielding Tops into a Pyramis ; Through which deceitfull Hole the Fish , with Ease , Do enter , but return not to the Seas . In the mean time , the furious Consul lost His Reason , in this Storm of Fates : in Haste He calls his Ensigns on ; untill , from Sea , The Sun 's bright Horses re-advanc'd the Day , And Rosie Titan , to revive the World , The Clouds , that o're the Face of Heav'n were hurl'd , Had quite dispers'd , and sensibly to Hell , By his clear Rays resolv'd , the Darkness fell . And then a Bird ( which as an old (d) (d) Our Ancestours , saith Tully , ( lib. De Divinat . ) never enterpriz'd a War , before they had first consulted their Augurs . This kind of Augury ( for they were several ) was frequently us'd among them : and , if the Birds , ( which were commonly Chickens kept in a Coop ) refused the Meat thrown before them , the Augur pronounced the Enterprize not pleasing to the Gods ; but if greedily devoured it , they encouraged it . Presage The Latines us'd , before they did engage In Fight ) he took , t' explore the Gods Intent , And what should be the following Fight 's Event . The Bird , Divining future Miseries , Refus'd her Meat , and from it , crying , flies . With that a Bull ( a sad Presage ! ) before The Holy Altars , ceased not to roar , And , waving with his Neck , the fatal Stroak , O' th' falling Ax , the Sacred Place forsook . Besides , as they endeavour'd , where they stood , To pull their Ensigns up , the Earth black Blood Into their Faces spouts ; as to foretell That Slaughter , which them , afterwards , befell . Then Iove , the Sea , and Land , with Thunder shook , And , snatching Bolts from Aetna's Forges , strook The Thras●●enian Lake , that smoaking seems To burn , and Flames to live within the Streams . Oh lost Admonishments , and Prodigies , That strive , in vain , to stop the Destinies ! Ev'n Gods , themselves , must with the Fates dispence . And here Corvin●● , fam'd for Eloquence , And of a Noble Name , ( whose Helmet bore Thy Bird , Apollo , that did long before The Valour of his (e) (e) Marcus Valerius ( a Youth , and a Tribune ) seeing a Gaul of extraordinary Stature advance from the rest of the Army , to challenge any Romane to a single Combate , obtained Leave of the Consul to encounter him , and , as he advanced to meet him , a Crow ( which is the Bird Sacred to Apollo ) took its stand upon his Helmet with its Head towards his Enemie , whose Face , as often as he assaulted Valerius , the Bird furiously invaded ; till , terrified with the Omen , the Gaul lost both his Reason , and Courage , and was immediatly slain by Valerius , who from thence was called Corvinus . Grand-Father declare , Full of the Gods , and , troubled at the Fear Of his Companion , intermingled than With Counsel Pray'rs , and with these Words began : By the Iliack Flames , the Fate of Rome , Our Countrie 's Walls , and by our Sons , that from This Fight 's Event the Fates as yet suspend , Yield to the Gods , We pray thee , and attend A Time more fortunate for Battel : they A Field will give thee , and a better Day . Onely disdain not Thou t' expect the more Propitious Gods , and that more happy Hour , Which shall for Libya's Destruction call ; And when , not forc'd , as now , our Ensigns all Shall follow ; when our Birds shall gladly feed , And pious Earth no more so strangely bleed . How much is left to Fortune in this Place , Skilfull in War , Thou know'st . Before our Face The Fo appears : those woody Hills now threat An Ambush ; on the left Hand no Retreat The Lake allows : the Pass is narrow too Between those Hills . It 's Wisdom then in you With Stratagems to strive , and fight Delay , Untill with fresh Supplies , Servilius may Arrive , that with you , in Command , doth share , And 's Forces , in the Legions , equal are . The War with Policy we must pursue : To th' fighting Man the least of Honour 's due . Corvinus thus exhorts : the Captains were No less importunate , and all with Fear Divided . Sometimes for Flaminius pray Unto the Gods : then him intreat t' obey The Pow'rs Divine , and not their Will oppose . With that his kindled Fury higher rose , And hearing ( full of Rage ) that new Supplies Would soon be there ; Saw you not Me ( he cries ) When in the Boian War I charg'd , and when So great a Ruin , and such dreadfull Men Came on : that , the Tarpeian Rock again Did tremble , then what Multitudes were slain By me ? How , then , this vengefull Hand the Ground Bestrew'd with Bodies , which the deepest Wound Could scarce destroy : yet were they forc'd to yield , And now their scatter'd Bones oppress the Field . Therefore Servilius Arms may come too late To this brave Action , if you think not that I cannot overcome , unless I share My Triumphs ; and , contented am to bear A part of Honour ; but the Gods do seem T' advise us otherwise . Oh do not Dream ( You that now fear the Trumpets Sound ) of Gods , So like your selves . Our trusty Swords are odds , And Augury enough , against the Fo. The best Presage the Romane Souldiers know , Is , that , in Feats of Arms , they do excell ; Must it be then resolv'd that I sit still Corvinus , basely thus within a Vale Besieg'd , while the Sidonians do prevail Against Arretia's Walls , and levell to The Ground , the Tow'r of Corythus , and go Thence to Clusinum , and at length may come Untouch'd , unto the very Walls of Rome ? Vain Superstition ! a Deformity In men of Arms ! Valour alone should be The Goddess that should o're their Souls command . Troops of sad Ghosts , by Night about us stand , Whose Corps are tumbled still in Trebia's Waves , And swift Eridanus , and want their Graves . Thus having said , without Delay , he quits Th' Assembly ; and , Inexorable , fits His last unhappy Arms : a Sea-Bulls Hide His Helmet lines , and on the Top ( its Pride ) A triple Crest ascends , and largely spr●ads A Main , the Locks resembling of the Swedes : Above was Scylla , waving in her Hand , A broken Oar , and Dogs about her stand With gaping Jaws . This noble Trophie , He Gain'd near Garganus , and the Victory , So pleas'd him ( having flain the Boian King ) That , fitted to his Head , he us'd to bring This , as his Glory , into ev'ry Fight . Then takes his Coat of Mail , whose Scales were knit To Chains of Steel , and studded o're with Gold . Next he assumes his Shield , where they behold The Stains of Celtick Blood , which He before In Battel shed : and , in it carv'd , he bore A she-Wolf's Figure , in her gloomy Den , Licking a Child's soft Limbs , as it had been Her Whelp , and nurs'd of the Assarick Line A Stem , that afterwards was made (f) (f) Romulus Deified . Divine . At last , he girds his Sword , and to 's Right Hand Makes fit his Lance. Hard by doth ready stand His Horse ; which , cover'd with a Tiger's Hide , Champs on his frothy Bit with pleasing Pride . Then mounted , where the way between the Hills Was streight , thus with Encouragement he fills His Men. Your Work , and Honour , it will be ( Dear Countrey-men ) to let your Parents see Fix'd on a Spear , and born , with Joy , through all The Streets of Rome , the Head of Hannibal . That Head may satisfie for all the rest : Let each man therefore fancy in his Breast , What may excite his Rage , and thus deplore ; My Brother , now , upon Ticinus Shore Unburyed lyes . Alass ! my Son through all The Po now swims , and wants a Funeral . Thus to himself let ev'ry Man prepare Revenge ; but as to you , who have no Share Of private Grief , let those great things , which fire A publick Soul , enflame your greater Ire . Think they have broken through the Alpine Hills ; And then remember those Nefandous Ills Sagunthus suffer'd , what a Sin it was In them , Iberus Sacred Bounds to pass , And now ev'n Tyber touch . For while , in Vain , With Birds , and Entrails , Augurs you detain ; It onely wanteth , now , that he invade The Capitol . This when he ' d eager said , And seeing that his Horse , amidst the Croud Of thousands , rais'd his cloudy Mane , aloud He cries ; To fight , my Orphitus , must prove Thy Task . What other to Feretrian Iove Opimous Off'rings can in Triumph bare ? For why should any Hand this Honour share With Me ? Then moves , and hearing a known Voice In Fight , Far hence ( said he ) that Martial Noise Shews thee to be Murranus : and I Thee Already high in Tyrian Slaughter see . How great a Praise attends thee ? but ( I pray ) Let thy Sword wider make that narrow Way . Then knowing ( born upon Soracte's Hill ) Aequanus , who in Beauty did excell , And Arms ( the Customs of whose Countrey were , The Entrails thrice , through harmless Flames to bear ; When as the Pious Archer did desire To offer Sacrifice in Holy Fire ) Noble Aequanus , may'st thou ever so Unburnt , on Phoebus flaming (g) (g)

That some Reliques of this Superstition was remaining in Pliny's Time , he testifies lib. 7. cap. 2. in these Words . Not far from Rome , in the Territories of the Falisci , are some few Families , called the Hirpiae ; who ▪ in an Annual Sacrifice to Apollo , on the Hill Soracte , walk without Harm on burning Coals , and for that , by a Decree of the Senate , were discharged from all Duty of War .

Altars go , And conquering the Smoak , so ev'ry Year To the pleas'd God ( said he ) thy Offering bear . Worthy thy Deeds , and Wounds , conceive a Rage : Accompanied by Thee , I dare engage To penetrate through the Marmarick Bands , Or charge Cinyphian Troops . With that he stands No longer to advise , or to delay With Words that Fight , which by the Romanes may Be (h) (h) In this Battel were slain fifteen thousand men , and ten thousand scattered throug● all Hetr●ria , and many wounded . The Consul , Flaminius , slain upon the Place , and never found by Hannibal , who diligently sought his Body to give it Burial : all , that returned after this Fight to Rome , were received with such Joy , that two Mothers , at sight of their Sons , fell dead in the Ecstasie . long deplor'd . The Signal ev'rywhere Is giv●n , and fatal Trumpets rend the Air. Oh Grief ! Oh Tears , which , in so long Descent Of Ages , cannot , now , too late be spent ! I Tremble , as if now those Mischeifs all Were acted ; as if Libyans Hannibal , And arm'd Asturians , from their Hills did bring , Or the fierce Balearick with his Sling . Now num'rous Troops of Macians , Nomades , And Garamantians sally forth : with these The Warlike , stout Cantabrians ; then whom , With Mercenary Hands , none sooner come To fight ; or hired Arms more gladly bear : And Gascoins too , that Helmets scorn to wear . On this Side , horrid Rocks ; on that , the Lake : Here clashing Arms , with the loud Shouts they make , Amaze , and urge : beside the Signal from The Tyrian Camp , through all the Hills , doth come . The Gods , their Faces turning from the Field , Unwillingly to greater Fates do yield . Ev'n Mars , thy Fortune ( Hannibal ) doth fear ; Sad Venus weepeth , with dishevel'd Hair ; Apollo , to his Delos , doth retire , And strives to ease his Grief with mournfull Lyre . Iuno , alone , on Appeninus stood Expecting Slaughter , hating Trojan Blood . But , as if forcing Heaven , and free from Fear , In their own Hands , th' incensed Souldiers bear Predestin'd Piacles , and kill again Fresh Sacrifice , in Fight , to those were slain . First , the Picenian Bands , when they beheld The Cohorts dissipated , and repell'd , And Hannibal advancing furiously , Charge Him with Courage , and , before they dy , Amaze the Conquerour ( whom they invade ) To see the Slaughters , that their Valour made . For , now , with one Consent , and Force , a Showr Of Piles upon the Libyan Troops they pour , And when repuls'd , their fixed Targets all , Press'd with the Weight of crooked Shafts , let fall . This with their Gen'ral's Presence doth excite The Libyans Rage ; who mutually to fight Exhort each other , and so closely prest Upon their Foes , they fought them Breast to Breast . Her Torch Bellona shaking through the Air , And springkling , with much Blood , her flaming Hair , Through both the Armies , up , and down , doth flee , And ▪ from her horrid Breast , Tisiphone A deadly Murmur sends : while to engage , The fatal Trumpets all their Minds enrage . These by their adverse Fortune , and Despair Of future Safety , animated are : Them more propitious Gods , and Victory , Smiling upon them with a joyfull Eye , Encourage , favour'd by the God of War . But Lateranus , while entic'd , too far With Love of Slaughter , furious on he goes , At length engaged stood among his Foes : When Lentulus , of equal Age , him spy'd , Too much with Fight , and Blood , on ev'ry Side Oppress'd , and midst an Army to provoke The Fates , with a brisk Charge , to aid him , broke Through all the Ranks ; and Baga , then about To wound him in the Back ( though fierce , and stout ) Prevented with his Spear , and doth attend The Fate , and hard Adventures of his Friend . With chearfull Courage , now , their Arms they joyn , Their Fronts , and Crests , with equal Glory shine . When Syrticus , by Chance ( for who durst move Arms against them , unless by Stygian Iove Condemn'd to dy ? ) descending from the Hill , Arm'd with a broken Oak , upon them fell : And as the weighty Tree about he waves , With Thirst of both their Deaths , thus vainly raves . Not here ( fond Youths ) Aegates , nor a Coast Treach'rous to Seamen , nor the Ocean , tost By new-rais'd Tempests , shall on you bestow Fortune , without a War . You now shall know , That once were Conquerours at Sea , by Land What Libyan Warriours are , nor us withstand Within a better Empire . As he spoke , At Lateranus with the pond'rous Oak He strikes , and fighting rails : when Lentulus , Gnashing his Teeth for Anger , meets him thus . Sooner shall Thrasimenus raise his Flood To those high Hills , then in his Pious Blood That thy pernicious Tree thou shalt imbrue . And , as he stretch'd himself to strike , quite through His Body pierc'd him : through the gaping Wound The reeking Gore flows largely to the Ground . No less , in other Quarters of the Field , Imcens'd to mutual Wounds , their Fury swell'd . By tall Hiertes Nereus fell : and by Rullus brave Volunx , rich in Land , doth dy . Nor Riches heap'd , nor Palaces , that shin'd With 's Countrey 's Ivory , to which were joyn'd His Vassal Villages , could now withhold His Fate . What boots extorted Wealth ▪ or Gold , Which Men , with Thirst insatiable , pursue ? Whom Fortune richly did of late endue With her most wealthy Gifts , is , naked , now By Charon wafted , to the Shades below . There Warlike Appius , though but young in Years , Great in Attempts , the Field with Slaughter clears : And where of greatest Strength , and Valour , none Else durst aspire , there Honour He , alone , Atchieves . Him Atlas meeting ( Atlas , who , Sprang from Iberian Blood , did vainly plow Remotest Sands ) thrusts at his Face a Lance : The Top whereof , as it doth lightly glance , And raze the Skin , tasteth his Noble Blood . Like Thunder now , or a Storm-raised Flood He threats . New Flames , within his furious Eyes , Are kindled : mad , like Lightning , then he flies Through all th' opposing Troops ; his Wound , that sends Blood from beneath his Cask , the rest commends Of his stout Martial Limbs : then might you see The trembling Youth , contending , as they flee , To hide themselves . As , when th' affrighted Deer An Hircan Tiger follows ; or with Fear Doves fly the tow'ring Hawk ; or as the Hare , When she beholds the Eagle , in the Air , Ready to stoop , to Covert runs with Speed : Here with his Sword , he lops off Atlas Head . And his Right Hand then , raging ▪ on doth go , Charging , more furious by Success , his Fo. For arm'd with a bright Ax , and , in the Sight Of 's Father Mago , to engage in Fight Ambitious : big with Hopes of Praise , there stood Cinyphian Isalces , vainly proud Of promis'd Nuptials , when the Romane War Should ended be . But Appius sets a Bar To these his Hopes , and with such Fury came Against him ; that , as he his Ax , with Aim , Directed at his Face , so strong a Stroak Fierce Appius , rising higher , gave , he broke His Sword upon his Cask . Isalces too Upon his T●●get gives as vain a Blow . With that a Stone , which , had not Anger lent Him S●●ength , he could not lift , now almost Spent , At 's Fo stout Appius throws : it 's weighty Fall Him backward fells , and breaks his Bones withall . When Mago saw him fall ( for near at hand He fought ) he wept beneath his Helmet , and Groaning with Rage , came on . Th' Alliance late By them contracted , and the Nephews , that He thence expected , fire his Thoughts the more . But as , with nearer View , he doth explore Appius his Shield , large Members , and the Raies Of 's Helmet ▪ him a while that Sight delays . As when a Lyo● from a shady Hill In haste descends , his hungry Gorge to fill , He stands , and soon contracts his Speed , if he Within the Plain a Bull approaching see ; Though with long Hunger press'd , he views his high , Thick , ris●ng Neck ; admires his threatning Eye Beneath a rugged Brow , while he prepares For Fight , and Earth , to give the Signal , tears . First Appius spoke , as he a Jav'lin threw ; If thou hast any Piety , pursue Thy Contract , and accompany thy Son In Death . With that the flying Weapon run Quite through his brazen Arms , untill it struck His Left Arm , and in it , deep wounding , stuck . The Libyan Return of Words forbore . But with his Spear ( which Hannibal before Sagunthus Walls , a Conquerour had ta'ne From Noble Durius , there in Battel slain , And to his Brother gave ; which , with Delight , He , a brave Trophie , bore in ev'ry Fight ) Charg'd him . Grief lending Force , the Weapo● through His Cask , and Mouth inflicts a deadly Blow ; And , as he strove to draw it from the Wound , His Hands , soon bloodless , fell . Upon the Ground , Appius , a Name through the Ma●onian Sea , Renown'd , a great Part of Rome's Ruin , lay . And in his bloody Mouth , expiring , there Crush'd , and , with murm'ring , bites the fatal Spear . The Lake then trembled : from his Body dead , With Waves contracted , Thrasimenus fled . Next , with no better Fates , Mamercus dyes , And wounded falls , by all his Enemies . For where the Lusitanian Cohorts fought , Gain'd with much Blood , and Valour , as he brought A Standard , whose stout Bearer he had slain , And call'd his flying Countrey-men again , His Foes , in●ens'd at what they saw him do , What ever in their Hands was Missile threw , And likewise all , that Earth , then cover'd o're With Darts , and Spears , afforded ( like a Shour Of Hail ) upon him falls , and greater Store Of Darts no single Romane felt before . Thus stout Mamercus fell , and at his Fall , Vex'd at his Brother 's Hurt , came Hannibal , And raging ask'd ( when He the Wound espy'd ) Now him , then his Companions , If his Side The Spear had pierc'd ? or , if within the Wound 'T were fix'd ? But , when no fear of Death he found● Nor Danger , from the Field he strait was sent , Cover'd with His own Coat , into His Tent , Within the Camp , and free from Trouble : there For Cure all Med'cinal Arts prepared were By Learned Synalus , who did infuse , Bathing the Wound throughout , the healing Juice Of choicest Herbs , and , with a secret Charm The Weapon strait extracted from his Arm , Him with a crooked Snake to Sleep compell'd : All other Synalus in Skill excell'd , And for it was through all the Neighb'ring Land , And Cities , fam'd , o' th' (i) (i) Paretonium , a Town in Libya Marmarica , lying upon a vast Tract of Sand , abounding with Serpents . Strab. lib. 17. Paretonian Sand. To Synalus ( his Grand-father ) of old Those Secrets Garamantick Hammon told , And how the Bitings of wild Beasts to heal , And deepest Wounds of Weapons did reveal . He those Celestial Gifts , while yet he liv'd , Transmitted to his Son ; who them deriv'd To th' Honour of his Heir : whom Synalus , As great in Fame , succeeds , and , Studious His Garamantick Secrets to improve , ( As a Companion once to Horned Iove ) With many Images , his Grand-sire's Line Deduc'd . Now , when he brought those Gifts Divine In Haste ( as Custom was ) his Garments round Tuck'd up , with Water first he purg'd the Wound From Blood . But Mago , thinking on the Spoils , And Death , of his slain Fo , his Brother's Toils , And Cares , with Words of Courage , thus allaies , And eas'd his own Mishaps , with Thoughts of Praise . Cease from Thy Fears ( dear Brother ) to my Wound No greater Remedy can now be found : Great Appius , by me compell'd , is gone To th' Shades below , and we enough have done , Since He is dead , I , willingly , can go To Hell it self , after so brave a Fo. But , when the Consul from an Hill beheld , That this the Libyan Captain from the Field Had , troubled , turn'd ; that in their Trenches they ( As if the Clouds of War were vanish'd ) lay ; With sudden Fury , for his Horse he calls , And , from the Hill descending , fiercely falls Upon the trembling Files ; which , now grown thin , He routs , and in the Valley doth begin The Fight again . As when the Clouds above , Surcharg'd with ratling Hail , dissolve , and Iove , Mixing his Thunder with their Torrent , shakes The Alps , and high Ceraunian Rocks , and makes The World ( thus mov'd ) the Earth , the Sea , the Air , To tremble , and ev'n Hell it self to fear : So , like a sudden Tempest , from the Hill , The Consul on the frighted Lybians fell . The Sight of Him chill Horrour strikes into Their Bones ; while he through thickest Ranks doth go . And , with his Sword , cuts out a spacious Way . With that , confused Cries to Heav'n convey The Fury of the Fight , and strike the Stars . As , when the angry Seas against the Bars Of Hercules do beat , and roaring Waves Throws into lofty Calpe's hollow Caves , The Mountain groans ; and , as , with furious Shocks , The foaming Billows break against the Rocks , Tartessos , though far distant thence by Land , And Lixus , that by no small Sea doth stand Divided thence , at once the Eccho share . By a swift Dart , that Silent through the Air Had pass'd , before the rest doth Bogus fall : Bogus , who at Ticinus , first of all , Against the Rutuli his Jav'lin flung , And vainly thought , that Clotho would prolong His Thread of Life , and that a num'rous Line Of Nephews he should see , by the false Sign Of flying Birds deceiv'd . But none have power By Augury to remove the fatal Hour . 'Mid'st Storms of Darts he falls ; and to the Skies Lifting , in vain , his dim , and bleeding Eyes , O' th' Gods , misunderstood , as he expires , The Promises of longer Life requires . Neither could Bagasus then boast , in Fight That he , unpunish'd , in the Consul's Sight , Had conquer'd Libo strip'd ; who vainly there The Lawrel of his Ancestours did wear . But a Massilian Sword lops off his Head , And , on his Cheeks as Down began to spread , The barb'rous Souldier , by untimely Death , Suppress'd his rising Years . Yet his last Breath Did not in vain implore Flaminius Aid : For strait , by him , his Fo was headless made : As pleas'd that , after his Example , by The same sad Death the Conquerour should dy . What God , O Muses , aptly can rehearse So many Funerals ? Or who , in Verse , Worthy such Noble Shades , lament their Fall ? Or tell how there the Early Youth did all Contend in Death for Honour ? Or what then , Ev'n in the Porch of Death , more Aged men Perform'd ? What Courage of unconquer'd Hearts They shew'd ; when as their Breasts were fill'd with Darts ? On either Side , as Furious they engage , They Frequent fell , nor would their Eager Rage Allow them Time to Spoil , or Thoughts of Prey , Which their Desire of Slaughter takes away . The Consul , while , within the Camp , the Fo The Wound of Mago kept , now Darts doth throw ; Then us'd his Sword , and , mounted on his Horse , Through Myriads of Men , his Way doth force : Sometimes afoot before the Eagles goes ; While Blood the fatal Valley overflows With num'rous Streams , and th' hollow Rocks , and Hills , The Noise of Horse , and Arms , with Eccho fills . Marmarick Othrys , in the Field , among The rest , advanc'd to fight . His Body strong Above all humane Strength : the very Sight Of his Gigantick Members turn'd to Flight The trembling Wings : his Shoulders , largely spread , Above both Armies rais'd his lofty Head . Rude , like an Horse's Mane , his Tresses hung Upon his lowring Brows : his Beard as long O're shadowing his Mouth : his squallid Breast The horrid Bristles of a Boar exprest . Scarce any dare look on him , or come near To fight him . Like a Monster ev'ry where He rangeth through the Field , from Danger free : Till , turning his fierce Looks on those that flee , A Cretan Arrow , mounting to the Skies With silent Wings , in one of 's glaring Eyes Doth falling fix , and turneth him aside From the Pursuit . Which , when the Consul spy'd He lanceth at his Back , as he retreats Towards the Camp , a Dart , that penetrates ( Breaking his naked Ribs ) his Body through , And in his bristled Breast the Head doth shew . To draw it forth , with Hast , he labours , where The fatal shining Point did first appear ; Till , the Blood largely flowing to the Ground , He fell , and crush'd the Weapon in the Wound . His last Breath , waving through the Field , doth rear The Dust , and heaves a Cloud into the Air. In the mean time , a diff'rent War , the Hills , The Woods , and Cliffs , with various Slaughter fills ; The Rocks , and Thorns , as dy'd with Blood appear . The Cause of their Destruction , and their Fear , Sychaeus was : who , at a Distance , slew Murranus with a Lance ; then whom none knew , In time of Peace , more sweetly with his Quill To touch Orphaean Nerves , or had more Skill . In a vast Wood he fell , and , ev'n in Death , Look'd for the Aequanian Hills ( where first his Breath He drew ) in Wine most fertile ; and for fair Surentum , where the Zephyrs purge the Air. To his sad Fate conqu'ring Sychaeus joyn'd Another's Fall : and in that new sad Kind Of cruel Fight rejoyc'd . For , while into The Wood , Tauranus , rashly , did pursue The stragling Fo ; too far engag'd , as he Secur'd his Back , against an aged Tree , From Blows , and vainly his Companions calls With his last Breath , he by Sychaeus falls : And , piercing through his Body , in the Wood , Behind him fix'd , the Tyrian Jav'lin stood . But what did You unto your selves prepare ? What Anger of the Gods ? What sad Despair Your Minds possess'd ? Who , quitting Fight , did fly To Arms of Trees for your Security ? Fear , in distress'd Affairs , adviseth still The worst ; and , whensoe're th' Event is ill , It argues want of Courage . In the Wood , It 's Branches to the Skies extending , stood An aged Tree : which , high above the rest , Into the highest Clouds , aspiring , prest Its shady Head , and ( had it stood within An open Field ) as it a Grove had been , To a most large extent , the dark'ned Ground Had cover'd with its Shade . Near that they found An Oak , which , there through many Ages grown , Endeavour'd to the Stars its mossie Crown To raise , and from its spreading Trunk did fill The Arms with Leaves , and shadow'd all the Hill . Hither the Cohorts , sent from Sicily , Not daring to prevent their Infamy By Death , and yielding up their Minds to Fear , Contend with Speed to fly ; and climbing there , The Wav'ring Boughs , with their uncertain Weight Oppress'd , and all contending to be at The safest Place , some shaken from their Stand , Fall to the Ground , by rotten Branches , and The aged Tree deceiv'd ; some Trembling hung Still on the Top , among the Darts were flung Against them by the Fo: untill resolv'd , That in one Ruin all should be involv'd At once , Sychaeus lai'd his Shield aside , His Weapons chang'd , and strait an Ax imploy'd , Late sharp'ned for the Fight . With him the rest Hasten the Work , and all the Tree invest ; Which now , through frequent Blows declining , cracks Aloud : and , as the weakned Body shakes , Th' unhappy Troop upon it , to , and fro Are tott'ring toss'd . So , when the Zephyrs blow Upon an antient Grove , the Birds , that there , On the weak Tops of Trees , their Nests prepare , Are toss'd , and made the Sport of ev'ry Blast . O'recome with many Blows , the Oak , at last , ( Their most unhappy Sanctuary ) doth fall , And , in its spacious Ruin , crush'd them all . Then doth another Face of Death appear ; That Tree , that to their Slaughter was so near , Shines , and is seis'd by active Flames : among The Leaves , and Branches dry , and growing strong Vulcan his Globes of furious Fire doth turn To ev'ry Side , and highest Boughs doth burn . Nor do the Libyans cease their Darts to cast ; While Bodies , half-consum'd by Fire , imbrac'd The burning Arms , and with them , groaning , fell . But amidst this Destruction ( sad to tell ) The incens'd Consul came , and busied all His Thoughts on Rage , and fierce Sychaeus fall . The Danger of so great an Enemy Prompts the brave Youth , his Fate again to try With 's Lance ; which lightly on the brazen brim Of 's Shield he plac'd , thereby to hinder him To pass through that Defence : the Consul , loath To trust the Fortune of Sychaeus Death To missile Weapons , with his Sword advanc'd , And , maugre his thick Shield , so deeply lanc'd His Side , he fell , expiring , to the Ground Upon his Face . Death , entring at the Wound , With Stygian Cold , through ev'ry Part doth creep , His Eyes composing to Eternal Sleep . While thus the God of War himself applies , To Enterchanges of sad Tragedies , Mago , and Hannibal the Camp forsake , And , in their speedy March , their Ensigns take Along ; most eager to repair the Time , That they were absent , by a greater Crime Of Blood , and Slaughter : with their furious Pace , The Troops , advancing , raise in ev'ry Place Thick Clouds of Dust ( like Whirlwinds ) to the Skies ; And with the Sand the Field doth seem to rise : And wheresoe're the Gen'ral bends his Course , Like a strong Tempest , with impetuous Force , Through the vast Air it swells , and highest Hills Covers with horrid Darkness . Here he kills Valiant Fontanus , wounded in the Thigh : There , pierc'd quite though the Throat , stout Bucca by His Spear was slain ; the Point through th' Wound appears In 's Neck behind : (k) (k) A City , where he was born . Fregella him with Tears Bewail'd , renowned for 's antient Descent : Th' other his fair (l) (l) A City in Campania . Anagnia did lament . Like Fate ( Levinus ) thee befell , although Thou didst not choose the Tyrian King thy Fo ; But with Hiremon , who then led the light Autololes , contend'st in single Fight : Whom , wounded in the Knee , and Prostrate , while Thou dost keep down , and vainly seek to spoil , With cruel Force , an heavy Jav'lin broke Thy Ribs ; thy Body by the fatal Stroke , With sudden Ruin , on thy prostrate Fo Doth fall , and Both in Death together go . Nor were the Sidicinian Cohorts then Wanting in Valour : these ( a thousand Men ) Stout Viridasius arm'd , whose Skill did yield To none , to guid a Ship , or pitch a Field ; None sooner could with batt'ring Rams prevail 'Gainst Walls , or sooner highest Tow'rs could scale . Him , when the Libyan General beheld , With the Successes of his Valour swell'd , ( For he Avaricus , not trusting to His Arms , and by him Hurt , did then pursue ) His Anger rising higher , at that Sight , He thought him worthy with Himself to fight : And , from Avaricus as he withdrew , His wounding Spear upon him fiercely flew , And , piercing deep into his Breast , said He ; Prais'd be thy Valour , whosoe're thou be ; 'T is pitty Thou by other Hands should'st fall . The Honour , thus to dy by Hannibal , Bear to the Shades below ; and , were not Thou Born of Italian Blood , thy Life should now Be spar'd : next him , he Fabius slew , and bold Labicus , who in feats of Arms was old , And long before , in (m) (m) Sicily , from the River of that Name . Arethusa's Land , Had with Amilcar fought , and Honour gain'd : And , now , unmindfull of his broken years , With Courage fresh , again in Arms appears : But that He now grew cold in War , his Blows More vain betray ( the Fire , so , weakly glows In dying Embers , that no Strength at all , The Flame retains ) him , when fierce Hannibal ( Shew'd by His Father's Armour-Bearer ) spy'd , Thy former Fight 's due Punishment ( He cry'd ) Receive , by this my Hand : Amilcar now Revenging , draggs thee to the Shades below . This said , from 's Ear , with Aim , a Dart he throws , Which , as upon the Wound he turned , goes Quite through his Head , the fatal Shaft again Pull'd out , his hoary Locks , a Crimson Stain , Of Blood , receive , and his long Labours all , In Death are ended . Next to him doth fall Herminius ( a Youth ) who first , there took Up Arms , before accustom'd with his Hook , ( Fam'd Thrasimenus ) in thy Lake to prey , And to his aged Father oft convey Delicious Food , and with his Angle , from The Neighb'ring Waters drew the Fishes Home . But , now the Carthaginians , sad , convey Upon their Arms , Sichaeus Corps away , Unto the Camp , whom with a mournfull Cry Pressing along , as Hannibal doth spy . With a Presaging Grief He strikes his Breast , What is this Sadness that 's by you exprest My Friends ? ( said He ) of what hath us the Ire Of Heaven depriv'd ? Thee burning with Desire Of Praise , Sichaeus , and too great a Love Of thy first War , doth this Black day remove From Life , and Us , by an untimely Fall ? With that he groan'd , to which the Tears of all , That bare him , do Consent , who likewise tell , Weeping , by whose revengefull Hand he fell . I see it in his Breast ( said He ) see where The Wound was made by the Ilîack (n) (n) Romane . Spear : Oh worthy our dear Carthage shalt thou go , And worthy Hasdrubal , to Ghosts below . Nor shall thy Noble Mother thee lament , Degenerate , from thy so high Descent . Nor , as unlike thy Ancestours , from Thee In Stygian Shades , shall our Amilcar flee . But these our Tears Flaminius , this Day , ( The Cause of all ) by 's Death shall wipe away : This Pomp , thy Funeral shall sure attend , And impious Rome her self shall , in the End , That my Sichaeus Body with her Sword She ne're had wounded , any Rate afford . Thus he his Fury vents , and , as he speaks , From 's foaming Mouth , like Smoak , a Vapour breaks His Rage in broken Murmurs from his Breast Extrudes that Breath , that should have Words expres● ▪ ( So from a boiling Pot in scalding Heaps , Like Waves , through too much Heat , the Liquour leaps ) Then with blind Rage , into the midst of all , He Runs , and Rends the Air , as He doth call Upon Flaminius ; who no sooner hears His Voice , but to the Combat he appears , And Mars more near approach'd ; while Hand , to Hand , To fight within the Lists , both Champions stand . Then strait , through all the Rocks a sudden Crack Doth run : the Mountains all with Horrour shake ; Their Tops do tremble , and the Grove of Pines That crown'd them , from its pleasant Height declines : And broken Quarries on the Armies fall ; Groaning , as pull'd from her Foundations , all The (o) (o) The Poet in this , agrees with Livy , who affirms , the Fury of the Souldiers to be such , that neither Side were sensible of that Earthquake , which subverted a great part of many Cities in Italy , turned the Course of Torrents , transported the Sea into Rivers , and with a terrible Noise , tore Mountains asunder . lib. 22. Earth doth quake , and breaking strangely wide Through the vast Gulfe , where Stygian Shades discry'd , And fear'd the Day again . The troubled Lake Rais'd to the highest Hills , forc'd to forsake Its ancient Seat , and Channel , with a Flood Before unknown , now laves the Tyrrhen Wood : This Storm the People , and the Towns of Kings , Like a dire Plague to sad Destruction brings . Besides all this , the Rivers backward run , And fight with Mountains , and the Sea begun To change its Tydes , the Faunes now quit the Hill Of Apennine , and fly to Floods , yet still The Souldier ( O the Rage of War ! ) although The reeling Earth doth toss him too , and fro , Fights on , and as he falls , deceived by Th' unconstant Ground , throws at his Enemy His trembling Darts , till wandring here , and there , The Daunian Youth distracted through their Fear , Fly to the Shore , and leap into the Stream . The Consul , who by Chance was mix'd with them , That by the Earthquake fell , their Fight , in vain , Upbraids . What then ; I pray you , doth remain To such as fly ? To Hannibal thus you His Way unto the Walls of Rome doth show : You put both Fire , and Sword into His Hand , 'Gainst Iove's Tarpeian Tow'r : Oh Souldiers stand , And Learn by me to fight ; If ye deny To fight at all , then Learn of me to dy ; Flaminius to Posterity shall give No vile Example ; and while I do live , No Libyan , or Cantabrian , shall see A Consul's Back , although alone I be . But , if so great a Thirst , and Rage of Flight Your Minds invades , their Weapons all shall light Upon this Breast ; and , after this my Fall , My Ghost into the Fight shall you recall . While thus he vents his Grief , and doth advance ▪ To meet his num'rous Foes , with Countenance , And Mind as Cruel , forth Ducarius came , Who from his Ancestours deriv'd his Name ; And , since the Boian Armie's Overthrow , Those Wounds , which he receiv'd so long ago , As Marks of barb'rous Courage , did retain , And , knowing the proud Conqu'rour's Face again , Art Thou the Boians greatest Terrour ? I ( Said he ) by this my wounding Dart will try , If th' Blood of such a Body may be shed : Nor be You slack , more vulgar Hands , that Head To Sacrifice to valiant Ghosts ; 't was he , Who in his Chariot , proud of Victory , Our captiv'd Fathers to the Capitol Drove : and they , now , on You for Vengeance call . With that a Showr of Darts , that ev'ry where Fly , like a Tempest , through the darkned Air , O'rewhelm , and hide his Body ; so that none Could after boast , that by his Hand , alone , Flaminius dy'd . Thus with the General The Fight soon ended : for the Chief of all The Youth , as angry with themselves , and Heaven , That to their Arms so ill Success had given , And choosing rather once to dy , then see The Affrican enjoy the Victory , With Hands all bloody , in the fatal Fight , Seise on their Gen'ral's Body , in their Sight So lately , slain , with all his Weapons ; and , United in a Ring , about him stand , Till all , in one great Heap of Slaughter , dy'd , And falling , like an Hill , his Body (p) (p) It appears by this , that Flaminius had lai'd aside all Ornaments of Consul , or General : for that his Body could not be distinguished from any of those , that fell about him . hid . Now , having spread Destruction through the Wood , And Lake , and left the Valleys deep in Blood , To th' Heap of Bodies Hannibal withdrew , And with him Mago : and , as them they view , What Wounds ? What Deaths are here ? ( said he ) behold , How ev'ry Hand still grasps a Sword , though cold In Death ! The armed Souldiers , as they ly , Seem to maintain the Fight ! How these did dy Now let our Troops observe : the Threats appear Yet in their Foreheads , and their Faces bear Their living Anger , and , I fear , that Land , Which fruitfull is in Men so valiant , and Of so great Courage , Fates to her decree The Empire of the World , and She shall be Victorious in Distress . This said , He yields To Night : and Darkness , over all the Fields Diffus'd , ( while Sol into the Sea descends ) Restrains their Fury , and the Slaughter ends . The End of the Fifth Book .
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SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Sixth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Brutius great Valour , who , before he dy'd , His Eagle from his Foes i' th Earth doth hide . Sorranus , wounded , to Perusa's Plains By Night , retires : him Marus entertains , And , having dress'd his Wounds , to him declares Great Regulus ( his Father's ) Death , and Wars , His Noble Courage in his Punishment . Fabius elected General : his Descent . The Romanes Sadness , and the People's Cries , Affrighted at the Libyans Victories . The Conqu'rours to Linternum go , and there The Monuments , that did at large declare The Victories by Sea , and Land , which Rome From Carthage once had gain'd , with Fire consume . BUT , when his Steeds in the Tartessiack Main , Loos'd to give way to Night , Sol joyn'd again , On the Eoan Shores , and Serians , who The first of all the World his Beams review , For silken Fleeces to their Groves repair , The Place of sad Destruction ev'ry where Appears , and Monuments of furious War . Here Men , and Arms , and Horses , mingled are , There Hands lop'd off , still to their Lances stick , In Wounds of Bodies slain : there Targets thick , Trumpets , and headless Trunks , ly scatter'd round Through all the Plain : with Swords , that as they woun● 'Gainst Bones were broke . Some with be-nighted Eys , Half dead , in vain , there sought th' enlightned Skies . The Lake all foams of Gore , and on the Waves Float Bodies , that for ever want their Graves . Yet midst these Miseries , and loss of Blood , Firm , as her Fate , the Romane Valour stood . Brutius , whose many Wounds declar'd that He Against his Foes had fought unequally , Scarce from the Heaps of th' miserable Dead , ( 'Mong whom he lay ) had rais'd his wounded Head , Striving with mangled Limbs to creep away , His Nerves now shrinking , when the fatal Day Was done . Him Fortune had not plac'd among The Rich , nor was he honour'd for his Tongue , Or his Descent : but Valiant with his Sword . Nor did the Volscian Nation afford Any , that had of Time recover'd more : Nor sought he , when but yet a Boy , before The Down had cloath'd his Cheeks , himself to hide For Safety in the Camp . Flaminius try'd His Courage , when in Fight he overthrew , With better Gods , the Celtick Arms , hence grew His present Honour , in all Wars , that he The Keeper of the Sacred Bird should be . Hence Glory made him to preserve with Care The Cause of 's Death . For when he did dispair Of Life , perceiving nothing could withstand (a) (a) This Honour , which Brutius enjoyed , as the Reward of his Valour ; was alwaies conferred on the first Centurion of the Triarii ( who were the Reserve of the Army ) he was obliged to loose his Life with this Ensign of his Charge , which was honour'd by the whole Army , and therefore stiled Sacred by the Poet. The Romanes adoring their Eagles ( which were sometimes of Silver , seldome of Wood , but often woven , or painted on the Banner ) as if they were Divine . Herodian . lib. 4. To keep his Eagle from the Libyans Hand ; Since Fate gave Way , and that the Romane Side Was ruin'd in the Fight , he sought to hide , And bury't in the Earth ; but overthrown With sudden Darts again , and falling down , Extends himself upon it , and beneath His Body hides it , choosing such a Death . But , when from Stygian Night , and Sleep , the Light Return'd , he from the Neighb'ring Heaps , upright , Arose upon his Spear , and Strong alone In his Attempt , the Earth now overflown With Blood , and softned by the standing Gore , With 's Sword he digs , and , as he doth adore Th' unhappy Eagle's Image , with his Hand , Now fainting , smooths again th' unequal Sand : Then into thinner Air his Breath doth go , And his great Soul unto the Shades below . Near him was to be seen the Sacred Rage Of Valour , whose Deservings do engage Our Muse to sing its Fame . Levinus , born On high Privernum , that rich Vines adorn , Dead , on dead Nasamonian Tyres lay ; And , when unequal Fortune had , that Day , Depriv'd him of his Arms , his Spear , and Sword , Then naked in the Fight , his Griefs afford New Weapons . With his bloody Mouth he flies Upon his Fo , and with his Teeth supplies His want of other Arms , and thus he tears His Nostrills off , bites out his Eyes , his Ears Pulls from his mangled Head , his Forehead too Strangely disfigures ; while the Blood doth flow About his Jaws , yet this not satisfies , Till with his Mouth , all full , he feeding dyes . While Valour sadly to the Victour's Eye These Wonders shews , the wounded Troops , that fly , To various Chances are expos'd . Some through By-wayes of desert Woods , some wandring go By Night , through unfrequented Fields , and there Each little Noise , or Motion of the Air , Or flying Birds , affright them , and they finde No Sleep , or quiet Thoughts , but still inclin'd To fear , beleeve that Mago , with his Spear , Or Hannibal pursues them in the Rear . Serranus ( a Renowned Name , thy Son Great Regulus , whose lasting Fame shall run Along with Time , to tell all Ages , how With the perfidious Carthaginians , Thou Thy Faith didst keep ) in the first glorious State Of 's Youth , had enter'd , with his Father's Fate The Punick War , and now sore wounded from The Fight , to his sad Mother , and dear Home Alone return'd ; no Company to ease His smarting wounds , but thus through devious waies Supported by his broken Lance , while Night Gave him Protection , he a silent Flight Towards thy Plains ( Perusa ) takes , and there To a small Cottage , weary doth repair ; ( Resolv'd to try his Fate ) and knock's at Door . Marus , who to his Father long before A Souldier , of no mean Esteem had been , Leaps quickly from his Bed to let him in , And borrowing Light from the few Coals that lay Upon the Hearth , lifts it up , to survey His Face , which strait he knows , and saw ( sad Sight ) Those cruel Wounds were giv'n him in the Fight . His fainting Steps supported by his Spear : ( The Rumour of this Loss , before , his Ear Had struck ) What Wickdness is this ( said he ) ( Oh! born to bear too much Calamity , ) That I now see ? Thee , greatest Captain , I Beheld ; when , ev'n in thy Captivity , Thy Looks affrighted Carthage , and thy Fall ( Which We the Guilt , and Crime of Iove may call ) Gave me so deep a Wound , that from my Heart Not Libya's Ruin can remove the Smart . But Oh! where are Ye now , Ye Gods , again ? Himself great Regulus offers to be Slain , And perjur'd Carthage , now ( Oh Grief to see ! ) This rising Branch of that great Family , Hath quite , Alass ! destroy'd . Thus having said , The fainting Youth upon his Bed he lai'd ; Nor was he ignorant ( for he in War That Skill had learn'd ) fit Med'cines to prepare : And first with Water purg'd his Wounds , then Juic● Of Herbs , of healing Virtue , doth infuse ; Then binds them up , and with a tender Hand Swaths on the Bolsters , with a gentle Band. Thus having giv'n him Ease , 't was his next Care , T' allay his tedious Thirst , and to repair His Strength with frugal Diet : this in Haste Perform'd , kinde Sleep its Benefits , at last , Apply'd , and gave his Body gentle Rest. But , e're the Day again did gild the East , Marus , as if he 'd cast off Age , again Was ready to allay the burning Pain , That then return'd , with Med'cines try'd before , And piously doth Nat'ral Warmth restore . But here the Youth , lifting up to the Skies , With Sighs , and frequent Groans , his weeping Eyes , Said ; Oh Immortal Iove ! if yet thy Hate To the Tarpeian Rock , Quirinus State Hath not condemn'd , with a more kinde Aspect On Italie's distress'd Affairs reflect . Our Iliads of Woes behold : for we The Alps have lost , and our Adversity No Limits finds . Ticinus , and the Po , Swoln high , with Romane Slaughter , overflow : And Trebia's by Sidonian Trophies known ; With that sad Land , that Annus did renown . But why do I complain of this ? Alass , Our present Miseries the rest surpass . I saw thy Waters , Thrasimenus , swell With slaughter'd Men. Flaminius , when he fell Amidst the Weapons , I beheld ▪ and all The Shades below ( my Gods ) to witness call , That by a Death , worthy my Father , I , With Slaughter of my Foes , then sought to dy ; Had not hard Fates ( as they my dearest Sire Refus'd ) deny'd a Death to my Desire . Thus bitterly complaining , to divert The Rest , old Marus speaks . Most noble Heart ! Whatever be our Lot , or whatsoe're Our Fortune : it , like Romanes , let us bear . Through various Chances , such , by the Decree Of Heav'n , the Wheel of our Mortality In a steep Path doth swiftly run . Of this Thy Family a great Example is , And fam'd through all the World . That Divine He , Thy Noble Father ( whom no Deity Excells ) 'mong all Eternal Honour gain'd , For that he did Adversity withstand , Nor shrunk from any Virtue ; till his Breath Was from his struggling Body forc'd by Death . I hardly was a Youth , when Down began On Regulus his Cheeks to sign him Man : Yet , then , I his Companion was , and We Our Years still pass'd with kinde Society ; Untill the angry Gods decreed that Light Of the Italian Nation should quite Extinguish'd be : within whose Noble Breast Faith kept her Temple , and his Soul possest . That Sword ( an Ensign of great Honour ) He , As a Reward of Magnanimity , On Me bestow'd , and Reins , you see , with Dust , And Smoak now cover'd o're ( but yet no Rust Their Brightness stains ) such Gifts as these prefer Marus to any Romane Cavalier . But , above all my Honours , I must prize That (b) (b) By this Relique Marus signified the old Religion of the Latines , who had in great Veneration the Spears , or other Arms of antient Heroes . For ( as Arnobius lib. 6. Contra Gentes ) affirms , the Romanes formerly adored a Spear , instead of Mars . Spear , to which I often Sacrifice Streams of Lyaeus Blood , as here you see ; 'T is worth your Time to know the History . Slow Bragada plows up the thirsty Sand , With troubled Waves : in all the Libyan Land , No Flood more largely doth it self extend , Or , Swelling , doth its Waters farther send O're all the Fields . As thither We withdrew , In search of Springs , of which that Land but few Affords ; upon the Banks We joyfull sate , Hard by the Stygian Grove , that did dilate , T' exclude the Day , its Shadow ev'ry where ; And a thick Vapour , breaking through the Air , Expir'd a noisom Smell : within was found A dire , and spacious Cave ; that , under Ground , With many Labyrinths did winding run , And , ever Dark , had ne're beheld the Sun . ( The very Thoughts of it my Soul invades With Fear ) That fatal Bank , and Stygian Shades , A most pernicious Monster , ( by the Rage Of Earth produc'd ) whose Equal in no Age Was seen , inhabited ; a Snake of Strength Prodigious , and an hundred Ells in Length : His immense Paunch , surcharg'd with Poison ( kill'd Upon the River's Banks ) or Lyons fill'd ; Or Heards , that , scorched by the furious Heat Of the Sun's Rays , did thither make Retreat ; Or Birds , that , by his pestilential Breath Attracted from the Skies , there found their Death : Bones , half-devour'd , upon the Ground were spread . And thus , when he had plentifully fed On divers Prey , within his Noisom Den , He belching lay , and when the Fire , agen , Of Thirst was kindled from his fervent Food , He came to quench it in the Neighb'ring Flood , And foaming Waves ; and , e're half-way within The Water his vast Bulk had drenched been , His Head upon the adverse Bank would ly . Not thinking of so great a Monster , I With Havens , and Aquinus , forward go , T' explore the Silence of the Place , and know The Wood : when Horrour seiz'd , as we drew near , Our Joynts , and all our Limbs congealed were , With a most strange , unusual Cold , and yet We enter , and the Nymphs , and Gods intreat O' th' Flood , unknown , to favour what we do , And thus , though full of Fear , presume to go Into the secret Wood ; when from the Mouth , And Entrance of the Den ( as from the South , Raging with furious Storms ) a Stygian Bla●t Broke forth , and o're the Flood the Tempest cast , Mix'd with an Hellish Noise . We , struck with Fear , Gaze on each other's Face , and think We hear The Earth to groan , and see it quake , the Den To sink , and Ghosts to sally forth . But then Big as those Snakes , wherewith the Giants arm'd Themselves , when they the Court of Heav'n alarm'd : Or that which in the Fens of L●rna Thee , ( Alcides ) try'd ; or kept the golden Tree , Such tearing up the Earth , and to the Skies Lifting his Head , a Serpent here doth rise , And 'mong the Clouds , disperseth , here , and there , His Foam , and as he gapes , infects the Air. We fled , and out of Breath , with Horrour , strove , In vain , to raise a Cry ( for all the Grove His Hiss had fill'd ) when Vmbrian Havens , blind With Fear , and much too blame ( but Fate inclind His Mind to what he did ) himself betook Unto the Body of an aged Oak , Thinking , thereby , the Monster to deceive : But ( I my self could hardly this beleive , Had I not seen 't ) the Snake himself about The Oak streight twines , and tears't up by the Root . Then trembling Havens , who to us for Aid With his last Voice doth call , he doth invade , And swallowing whole ( this looking Back , I spy'd ) In his envenom'd Paunch doth quickly hide . Next poor Aquinus , who , in 's speedy Flight , Himself unto the River did commit , Swiming amidst the Stream , with fooming Jaws He seiseth , and ( a Death most cruel ) draws Back to the Banck , and there devours , while I In the mean time , had Liberty to fly . As much as my sick Thoughts permit , I haste , And to the General tell all had past . He sigh'd , and their sad Fate bewail'd , and as Against an Enemy , in War he was Most eager , burning with Desire to be Active in high Attempts , commands , that we With Speed , take Arms , and that the Choice of all The Horse , into the Field should quickly fall : Himself advanc'd before , and gave Command , That instantly a Target-bearing Band Should follow , with the Engines us'd to be Employ'd 'gainst Walls , and Towr's , for Battery . And now , when , prancing on the Champaign Ground , The furious Steeds began to Thunder round His dismal Cave , the Serpent , hissing loud , Leaps forth . A Stygian Vapour , like a Cloud , Breaks from his smoaking Mouth ; from 's glaring Eyes A Flame , as terrible as Lightning , flies : His Crest , erected High , appears above The Tops of tallest Trees within the Grove . His Trident Tongue , which with a Motion quick He waveth in the Air , the Stars doth lick . But , when he heard the Trumpets sound , amaz'd , His immense Body strait aloft he rais'd : Then into num●rous Rings , beneath his Breast , Contracts his Tail , and on his Back doth rest . Thus fitted for the Fight , those twisted Rings Were soon resolv'd , and , as himself he flings At Length , he suddenly , as if at Hand , The Faces , ev'n of those that farthest stand , Invades . The Horses now no more obey The Reins , or Curbs , but as they fly away Trembling , and panting , from his Sight , expire , From their extended Nostrills , frequent Fire . On his swoln Neck to ev'ry Side he moves His lofty Head ; and , as his Rage improves , Flings some aloft , some with his Weight were crush'd , And as from broken Bones the Marrow Gush'd , He licks it up , and , while the Blood doth flow About his Jaws , invades another Fo , And half-devoured Bodies throws away : And now the Ensigns all , as if the Day Were lost , Retreat . Yet some , that farthest fly , By his contagious Breath infected , dy . But your great Father , lab'ring to restrain The flying Troops , thus calls them back again . What ? to a Serpent basely turn your Backs , Italian Youth ? and yield to Libyan Snakes Ausonia's Honour ? If his Breath subdue The Cowards ; or their Courage , as they view Him gape , be lost : Alone , I 'le undertake To fight the Monster . And , as this he spake , From his strong Arm , a winged Jav'lin flies : The barbed Point whereof between his Eys Not lightly wounds his Front ; and , Thrown with Strength , Within the Head o' th' reeling Beast , at length , It sinks , and Trembling stands . Confused Cries , And Shouts of Joy , now strike the Marbled Skies . Till then the Earth-born Monster ne're did feel ( Though he had liv'd so long ) the wounding Steel : A Stranger to all Pain ; and , scorning so To yield to any , doth more Furious grow . Nor had his Rage been vain ( which borrow'd Force From what he felt ) if , skill'd to guide his Horse , ( After the Wound ) your Father had not wav'd His fierce Assault , and , turning nimbly , sav'd Himself : while , winding ev'ry way with Speed , He furiously pursu'd the wheeling Steed . But all this while your Marus did not stand , As a Spectatour , with an idle Hand . The second Spear , that wounded him , I flung . Just as the weary Steed his forked Tongue Lick'd on the Back , with all my Strength I threw My Weapon : and , by that upon Me drew His Fury , and the War ; till all the Bands , By our Example led , employ'd their Hands , And storm'd him with their Darts , that him engage Alternately to exercise his Rage ; Till from a Warlike Engine , by a Stroke , That would have batter'd down a Wall , we broke His Strength , and yet ( although he could no more , His Back now broken , raise as heretofore His Head unto the Clouds ) more furious on , He strove to come , till the Phalarick Stone Into his Belly sunk , and then the Sight Of both his Eyes , by winged Shafts , was quite Extinguish'd : by those many Wounds , his Death Approach'd . Then through his wider Jaws , his Breath Infectious Poison ( his last Refuge ) cast . Thus by our Darts , and pond'rous Stones , at last , Stretch'd on the Ground , he prostrate lay , and yet His Jaws , extended Wide , appear'd to threat , Till , from an Engine shot , a Beam , that through The yeilding Air , with a loud Fragour flew , Struck off his Head , which as he gasping lay , A pale dark Cloud of Poison ( that the Day Infected where it went ) his Mouth exhal'd . The mournfull River strait his Death bewail'd , With hideous Groans , and dolefull Murmurs move Upon the Waves ; the Den , and Native Grove , And Banks ( upon whose Sands he us'd to Roule ) With a loud Eccho Roar , and sadly howl . But oh , how soon this dismal Fight we rue ! With how great Loss ! What Punishment we drew , What Plagues upon our selves ? The Prophets strait Us of our Dangers , but ( Alass ! ) too late , Admonish ; that we had the Servant slain Of the blew Naiades , that did remain In Bragada's warm Streams . But then this Spear ( As Honour , and Reward for what I there Had done ) your Father gave Me , cause it stood First fix'd , and drank the Sacred Serpent's Blood . The Noble Youth , who wept while he relates This Story , interrupts him . If the Fates Had suffer'd Him to live till now ( said He ) Trebia had ne're o'reflown with Blood , nor we Had seen thy Billows ( Thrasimonus ) hide So many Noble Names . Marus reply'd ; Yet he the Piacles of his sad Fate , And cruel Torments , did anticipate With Tyrian Blood . For Africk , wanting Men , Her Wealth consum'd , had begg'd our Mercy ; when Therapne , mov'd by some malignant Star Sent forth (c) (c) Xantippus ( born in Therapne , a small Town of Laconia ) who was sent by the Lacedaemonians , to be General , for the Carthaginians , in the first War against the Romanes : who under the Conduct of Attilius Regulus , very much prevailed in Africk . This Character given him by the Poet , agreeth with that of Polybius ( lib. 1. ) as of a Captain , who so far exceeded all of his Time , that , by his sole Conduct , the Forces of many , that were thought Invincible , were overthrown . a Man to prosecute the War . Of Stature he was low ; no comely Grace Of Meen , or Signs of Honour in his Face : But admirable Vigour in so small A Body ; Active : one , that could the Tall , And Larger-Limb'd , o'recome . This Man , design'd To manage now the War against us , joyn'd To Arms strong Policy . In Desarts he Could live , and greatest Hardship easily Survive . Not Hannibal , who now so well For Libya guids the War , doth him excell . Oh would to Heaven , Tayegeta ! ( most sad , And fatal unto us ) by thee He had , Upon Eurota's Banks , ne're hardned been : Then in victorious Flames I might have seen Phanissa's Walls to sink , nor then the Fall Had I lamented of my General . Nor should ( for Death , nor Fire can ease my Wo ) My Griefs bear with me to the Shades below . Both Armies take the Field , and through the Plains The God of War grows hot , and Fury Reigns In every Breast . Here Regulus , in great Attempts , le ts loose his Sword , and hast's to meet With Dangers in the mid'st of all his Foes , And with his valiant Hand , gives deadly Blows . So , when the South Wind , on his Wings doth bear A pitchy Cloud , that hanging in the Air , Both to the Sea , and Land , a Tempest threats , The Husbandman , and Shepheard strait retreats For Shelter , to the Woods ; and Fear prevails With the Stout Seaman , to contract his Sails . But the Laconian , having lai'd his (d) (d) The Romane Army , marching towards Carthage ( after the Rendition of almost two hundred Cities in Africa to the Consul Regulus ) labouring not onely under Hunger , Thirst , and Diseases ; but with the Difficulties of the Places , through which they past : Xantippus drew his Forces out of the City , and about Evening , put them into Order for a March , fell upon the weary Romanes in the Night , destroyed their whole Army , and , among other Captives , took Attilius Regulus the General . See Appian de Libycis . Snare , Secur'd the hollow Rocks ; and , leaving there His Men , upon a Sudden , from the Fight , Wheeling , he turns his Horse , pretending Flight , With fained Fear . So Shepheards to secure Their Flocks within their Folds , by Night allure Wolves into Pits , the which they over-lay With Boughs , and with a bleating Lamb betray . Honour , by which brave Minds inflamed are , And a fallacious Confidence in War . Invited ; and , drew on your Noble Sire , Who Spurring on , as mad with a Desire To fight , ne're looks , if his Companions were Behind him , or who follow'd in the Rear . When all alone , a thick , and sudden Cloud Of fierce Laconians , that themselves did shrow'd Among the hollow Rocks , him round invest , And the Force of his Ruin still encreas't . Of fatal Day to Italy ! to be Mark'd in our Fast , as the Infamy Of thee , Oh Mars ! those Hands that to thy Rome , And thee were born , by a most fatal Doom Are now condemn'd to Chains . My Greif will be Eternal ! a Sidonian Dungeon Thee ( Great Regulus ) beheld ! and by the odds Of such a Triumph , Carthage to the Gods Seem'd equal . But what Plagues sufficient are For the Laconians Guilt of such a War ? But now the Carthaginian Fathers all Consult , to offer to our General New (e) (e) The Carthaginians , having before lost many considerable Men , made Captive by the Romanes , after this Victory , believed they might procure a Peace , on more easie Terms ; at least , an exchange of Prisoners . To this Purpose they sent Ambassadours to Rome , and with them , Regulus ; on Condition , that , if their Offer were not accepted , he should return to Carthage . But , the Romanes having elsewhere obtained Advantages over them , Regulus perswaded the Senate to prosecute the War , and retain their Captives , by which he frustrated the Embassie of the Carthaginians , and returned with them to their City , where his Fidelity to his Countrey , was punished with a cruel Death . Leagues , and send him Home to mediate A Peace ; requiring that the Captivate In War , might be return'd on either Side ; And , now no more Delay : the Ship doth ride At Anchor in the Road , the Seamen are Employ'd , their Oars , and Benches to prepare : Some fit the twisted Cables , others haste To furle , and trim the Sails upon the Mast ; Others the Anchors place upon the Prow : But above all , Cothon , ordain'd to go Chief Pilot of the Ship , in Sea-Affairs Renown'd for Skill , the Helm , and Poop prepares . The triple-pointed Beak , its shining Raies ( Most richly guilt ) o're all the Sea displaies . Weapons , and all things else that needfull were 'Gainst Dangers of the Sea , with them they bear , Amidst the Ship , upon the Decks he stands , That timeth with his Voice the Seamens Hands , And bids them strike at once , and as again They raise their Oars ( that eccho o're the Main ) Applauds them all . Thus when they had perform'd The Seamens Work , the Ship compleatly arm'd , And th' Hour arriv'd , to hoise up Sail , and weigh Their Anchors , and the Wind was fair for Sea ; A multitude of Women , Children , Men , Together flock'd , and envious Fortune then Dragg'd through the Throng our Noble General , And shew'd him , as a Spectacle to all . He , in their View , as smootha Fo●ehead bore , As when he first , on the Sidonian Shore , Arrived with his Fleet. With his Consent , In the same Ship , I his Companion went ; Resolving his Adversity to share , And thought it greater Fortitude to bear Their Nastiness , ill Diet , and their poor , Obdurate Beds , and to contend with more Important Miseries ; then to subdue A Fo. Nor is 't so honourable to Avoid Misfortunes , by our Vigilance ; As to O'recome , by Noble Sufferance , Whatever Fate can do . And yet ( though I Knew his severe , and rigid Constancy ) I hop'd , if Heav'n permitted us to come Within our Citie 's Walls , and see our Home , His Heart might then relent , or by your Tears ( At least ) be mollifi'd . Thus I my Fears Kept in my Breast , and thought that he inclin'd To weep , and had , in Misery , a Minde Like mine . But , when we came to Tybur , I Observ'd his Face , and most intentively Beheld his Looks , which inward Sense betray . But credit me ( brave Youth ) in what I say , His Countenance amid'st a thousand Toils Abroad , and when at Home enrich'd with Spoils , And when to cruel Carthage he was sent , And in the Instant of his Punishment , Unalter'd I beheld , and still the Same . Then all Ausonia from her Cities came To meet the Captive ; all the Neighb'ring Hills , ( The Plains already throng'd ) their Number fills , And Tybur to his Banks the Noise imparts : But the Sidonian Princes ( cruel Hearts ! ) Strive to reduce him to their Countrey 's Dress , And so the Honour of the Gown suppress . The Senate weeping stood ; the Matrons throng , And Youth , to shew their Greifs ; while He , among So many Sighs , unmoved stands . His Hand , The Consul on the Shore , as he on Land First stept , extends to help him , and to meet With kind Respect , and his Arrival greet . He stepping back ( still carefull of our State ) Requires the Consul not to violate His Supream Dignity , but to retire . Then on he goes , ( while Weeping we admire His Constancy ) and compass'd by the proud Sidonians , and with them a Captive Croud , Rais'd Envy in the Gods . But now , his Flame , With her two hopefull Sons , sad Martia came ; Unhappy in her Noble Lords Excess Of Virtue , that disdain'd in his Distress , To stoop to Fortune . Her dishevel'd Hair , And Robes , neglected , as she sadly tare , Oh know'st thou not the Day , or can it be , It touch'd thee not in younger Years ( said she ) And when in Tyrian Habit ( like Disguise ) Deform'd she saw him , then with mournfull Cryes , She fainting fell , and strait grew Cold , and Pale In all her Limbs ( Oh let our Prayers prevail ! And if the Gods be just , may Carthage see Such the Sidonian Mothers ! ) then to me He whispers , and commands that I remove You , and your Mother , while he still doth prove Impenetrable 'gainst the strongest Blow Of Grief , and Scorns that Yoak to undergo . Here with deep Sighs , and Tears complaining , thus The Youth begun : Dear Father , whom with us No Deity excells , that doth remain In the Tarpeian Tow'rs ; if to Complain May be allow'd to Piety : Oh! why This Comfort unto Us did'st Thou deny ? Or why , Oh! why ( Thou too severe ) that Grace Did'st thou refuse to touch thy Sacred Face , Or Kiss Thee ? To joyn Hands , was it a Sin So great ? How much these Wounds had lighter been If , fixed in my Minde , when I repair To Shades below , I Thy Embrace might bear ? But I in vain these things Record ; for we Were then ( my Marus ) in our Infancy . Yet , I remember well , his Form was more Then Humane ; that his Locks descended o're His Manly Neck , white as the Alpine Snow ; Stern Majesty was seated on his Brow : The Venerable Index of his Minde ; Such as , since then , mine Eyes could never finde . Then Marus , him advising to refrain , By such Complaints , to vex his Wounds again , Resumes the Word . What ? when he careless past By his own Houshold Gods , and went in haste To the Sidonians curs'd (f) (f) Such Ambassadours , as came from their Enemies to the Romanes , never admitted into their City ; but but treated with them in the Temples of Mars , or Apollo , that stood without the Walls . And , though Regulus was admitted to the Senate ; yet , according to his Promise , he returned to lodge with them , whose Quarter was on the other Side of Tiber. See Polybius , Eclog . 14. Abode ? his Eyes The Monuments of his great Victories Then saw hung up ; as Shields , and Chariots , and Known Darts : while at the Door his Wife doth stand And cryes ; Oh! whither goes my Regulus ? This is no Punick Dungeon , that Thou thus Should'st fly both it , and Me. The Foot-steps here Of our Chast Marriage-Bed are yet as clear , As at the first . Our House still entertains Its Gods without a Crime : Then say : what Stains In us thou find'st ? The Senate gave thee Joy , When I to thee This , and that other , Boy Had born : Oh turn , and see ! This House is Thine , Where Thou , a Noble Consul , once didst shine In Purple Robes ; and , marching from this Door , Did'st see the Romane Fasces go before . Hence did'st Thou go to War , and here , with Me , Wert wont the Trophies of Thy Victory To fix , against these Posts . I ask not now The Rites of Hymen , or Our Nuptial Vow : Onely desist Our Houshold-Gods to slight , And to Thy Sons , at least , allow This Night Amidst these Tears , He with the Tyrians goes To lodge , and left Her venting thus Her Woes . Scarce had the rising Day on Orta seen The Place , where great Alcides Pile had been ; When for the Libyan Lords the Consul sent . I , at the Gate beheld (*) (*) Regulus . Him , as He went Into the Temple : what the Senate there Debated , what His last Addresses were To the sad , weeping Court , Himself to Me Did Chearfully relate . So soon as He Was enter'd ; with their Hands , and Voices , all Him to his wonted Seat , contending , call . But He , the antient Honour of His Place Rejects ; while they , about Him throng'd , embrace , And take Him by the Hand , and thus intreat ; He would restore a Captain of so great A Name unto his Countrey ; He might be Exchang'd for Numbers in Captivity . And then more justly might the Tyrian Land , And Towers , be wasted by that valiant Hand ; Which they had bound in Chains . But He , His Eyes , And Hands together , lifting to the Skies , Thou God of Justice ( said ) that govern'st all ! And Faith , whom I no less Divine may call ! And Sarran Iuno ! all invok'd by Me , My Promise of Return to testifie ! Let Me speak Worthy of my self , and by My Words prevent my Countrie 's Ruin : I More chearfull shall to Carthage go ( said He ) If that my Promise of Return may be Preserv'd , though 't be to Punishment . Oh then ! Desist to tender unto Me agen That Honour , with Destruction to the State . My many Years , and Wars , accelerate My Death : and now , by long Imprisonment , And Bonds , in this my Age , my Strength is spent . Your Regulus Was once , and did pursue The hardest Duties of the War , when you Did know Him such : but now within a Cold , And bloodless Body , you a Name behold . Oh! let not Carthage then ( that House of Fraud , That doth her self in Treachery applaud ) Not knowing how great things to Us remain , Think , for this aged Body , to regain Her Captiv'd Youth , Men fit for War . But go Arm'd against Her Deceits , and let her know What Rome can do ; though I am Captivate : Nor let a Peace accepted be , but what Our (g) (g) Which Conditions were ; That the Carthaginians should not invade Sicily ; nor any the Allies of King Hieron ; That they should quit all the Islands be●ween Sicily , and Italy ; That all Cap●ives should be released without Ransom , and that they should pay Tribute to the Romanes for twenty years . See Polybius , lib. 1. Fathers entertain'd . They now require ( And gave it Me in Charge , as their Desire ) That in an equal League , the War be weigh'd , And equal Laws on either Side be made . But may I Sink to Styx , before I see The Romanes to so base a Peace agree . This said ; the Court resolving to pursue His Faithfull , Grave Advice : he strait withdrew , Himself to render to the Libyans Ire . Who , with a sad Repulse of their Desire Dismiss'd , return'd , through the Herculean Main , Threatning their cheerfull Captive , Home again . After the Senate , now , a mournfull Croud Of People throng , and all the Fields with loud Complaints are fill'd : sometimes resolv'd again To call him back , or else by Force retain , With their just Griefs . But Trembling , 'bove them all , His Wife , as at his sudden Funeral , When to the Ship he went , with dolefull Cries , And Shreekings , to the Sea , as Frantick , flies . Take Me along , O Libyans , let Me Share both his Death , and Punishment ( said She ) My Dear ( I beg this One thing onely , by Those Pledges of our Loves ) permit , that I May Share with Thee whatever Dangers be Destin'd by Land , or Sea , or Heav'n to Thee : I did not send Xantippus to the War , Nor did I give those heavy Chains , that are About thy Neck : why then dost fly Me so To Punishment ? Oh! give me leave to go ; Me , and my Children , and perhaps , our Tears May Carthage move to Pity . If her Ears The cruel City stop , we then may all , Thou , and thy Family together fall : Or , if resolv'd to dy , here dy with Me ; For I a Sharer in thy Fate will be . As thus she spoke , the Vessel by Degrees , Loos'd from the Shore , to put to Sea , She sees : Then most Unhappy , mad with Grief , She cries , ( Lifting her weary Hands unto the Skies ) See Him that boasts , with treach'rous Libyans , thus , And Foes , to keep his Faith , but what to Us Was promis'd Violates ! Oh! where is now ( Perfidious man ) thy Faith , and Nuptial Vow ? These Words He , unrelenting , heard . The rest The Noise , and Dashing of the Oars , supprest . Then down the River , with the Stream , We run Unto the Borders , where the Sea begun . O're which We sail , and with Our hollow Pine Cleave the vast Billows , foaming with their Brine . I , dreading , more then Death , proud Libya's Scorn , Wish'd that the Ship , by some rude Tempest born Against some Rock , might split ; or else that We Might , by the raging Seas , o'rewhelmed be . But gently-breathing Winds , the Vessel bore Away , and Us to Libyan Rage restore : Which I , unhappy , saw ; and Home was sent , A sad Relatour of his Punishment . ▪ T was an hard Task : nor would I now relate To Thee , how Carthage then did imitate The Fury of wild Beasts , to vent their Spleen : If any Age , in all the World , had seen Any thing Greater , then that high , and brave Example , which the Rev'rent Virtue gave Of your great Father . 'T were a Shame for Me To add Complaints to those dire Torments , He , So unconcern'd , endur'd : and truly You , Worthy of so great Blood , Your self should shew , By wiping Tears away . A (h) (h) This Engine , built in Form of a Cage , and proportioned to his Body , is best , ( though briefly ) described by our Authour : who , notwithstanding , omits one exact part of his Punishment , mentioned by Valerius Maximus , ( lib. 9. cap. 2 ) . viz. That they cut off his Ey-Lids ; so that continual Light , as well , as those Pikes of Iron , that tormented him , might keep him perpetually waking , till the long Variety of Pain killed Him . Cage they build Of Wood , whose Grates , on ev'ry Side , were fill'd With equal Pikes of Steel ; which sharp , and thick , By Art , in Order , plac'd , erected stick . All Sleep by this Invention was deny'd , And when , through length of Time , to either Side Dull Slumbers Him inclin'd , a Row of Pikes Into his Bowels , through his Body strikes . Oh! cease to grieve ( brave Youth ) suppress thy Tears . He Overcomes , that this with Patience bears . His Glory long shall flourish : while in Heav'n , Or Earth , to constant Faith , a Place is giv'n ; Or Virtue 's Sacred Name alive shall be . A Day shall come , wherein Posterity ( Great Regulus ) shall tremble , when they hear Thy Fate , which Thou with so much Scorn did'st bear . Thus Marus spoke , and with sad Care , again , His Wounds fomented , to allay the Pain . Fame , in the mean time , having sprinkled o're Her rapid Wings with Blood ( as if before Dip'd in the Streams of Thrasimenus ) Lies With Truth commixing , through the City flies , And to the People's Minds again recalls The Loss of Allia , and Tarpeian VValls , Storm'd by the Senones . Sad Terrour shakes Her Reins , and Fear the Tempest greater makes . Now to the Walls , with winged Speed , She flies , An horrid Voice is heard , OUR ENEMIES APPROACH : and then with Piles , and Darts , the Air , In vain , they beat . Th' affrighted Matrons bare Their hoary Locks , and with them , as they Weep , The Walls , and Pavements of the Temples sweep , And to the Gods , for Friends deceased , pray ; Too late Alass ! and rest not Night , or Day . Howling with Grief , the scatter'd People ly Before the Gates , and with a carefull Eye All that return observe . About them throng , And , as they speak , hang listning at their Tongue ; But cannot Credit give , if News of Joy They chance to tell , and yet again their Stay Intreat , and sometimes with sad Looks , alone , Not Words , with such , as hasted to be gone , Prevail for Tdings , and yet Trembling stand To hear , what they so Earnestly demand . Bad News doth Force their Tears , and , if deni'd To know , or if the Messenger reply'd With doubtfull Words , from thence new Fears arise . And now when Troops returning , to their Eyes , More near appear'd , out at the Gates they run ( Fearing they had been lost ) and then begun To Kiss their Wounds , and tire the Gods with Pray'r . Among these , honoured for his pious Care , Old Marus , with him , young Serranus led . And Martia , who since Regulus was dead , Still kept at Home , all Company forsook , And onely for her Childrens Sake did brook The Light , now runs into a Grief as great , As was her former . Though distracted , strait She Marus knew , and thus accosts him : Thou , ( Great Faiths renown'd Companion ) surely now Thou giv'st me lighter Wounds : or say , hath Fate Caus'd the revengefull Sword to penetrate Into my Bowels , deep ? What e're it be , So Carthage Him in Chains may never see , Nor Sacrifice Him to His Father's Pain , I 'm pleas'd . Ye Gods ! How oft have I , in vain ( Oh my dear Son ) intreated Thee , forbear Thy Father's Courage , and His Heat in War ? That his sad Glory might not Thee engage In Arms. I have , of too vivacious Age The hard Afflictions undergone . But now Spare Us , I pray , ye Gods ! If any of you For Us have fought : suppress the Enemy ! But when this sullen Cloud of Misery Was past ; the Senate with all Speed prepares To give Support to their distress'd Affairs . All strive , with Emulation , the War To undertake ; and present Dangers bar The Progress of their Griefs ▪ The chief of all Their Cares was , no appoint a General , Upon whose Conduct shaken Italy , And the whole Frame of her Affairs , might be Impos●d ; when now their Countrey did appear To sink . For Iove resolved to defer , Awhile , the Time of Her Imperial Pow'r : And , rising , look'd from the Albanian Tow'r Upon the Tyrrhen People , and beheld The Carthaginian , with Successes swell'd , Preparing his Victorious Arms t' invade Our Walls . But Iove , his Head then shaking , said : I never will permit , that Thou shalt come , Proud Libyan Youth , within the Walls of Rome . Thou mayst the Tyrrhen Vales with Slaughter fill , And make with Latine Blood the Rivers swell , And overflow their Banks : but I defend , That the Tarpeian Rock thou shouldst ascend ; Or to those Walls ( so dear to Me ) aspire . With that , four Times● he threw his forked Fire ; Which shin'd through all the Tyrrhen Land , and cast A Cloud upon the Army , as it past From the divided Heav'n . But , yet , all this The Libyan to divert could not suffice . With that the God th' Aeneades possest With Resolution , in a faithfull Breast , The Nation to repose , and put the Reins Of Safety into Noble Fabius Hands . Perceiving then the Pow'r of War to be Entrusted to his Care ; not Him ( said He ) Envy , nor Fame , with Libyan Vanity Guided ; nor Spoil ; nor cunning Treachery ; Nor other base Desires shall overthrow : Skilfull , and old in War , He well doth know Success , and Loss with equal Thoughts to bear ; His Minde well temper'd both for Peace , and War . Thus Iove : and then remounted to the Skies . This Fabius , whom his Foes could ne're surprize In Arms , and thus by Iove commended , thought Himself most Happy , when entire He brought Those Numbers Home again , which He before Conducted to the Field ; and no Man more Desir'd Himself , or dearest Son to spare , Then He did them ; none with so sad a Care Beheld their Wounds in Fight : and when again He came , a Conqu'rour , with the Noble Stain Of hostile Blood besmear'd , his Legions all Appear'd compleat , before the Citie 's Wall . His fam'd Original with Heav'n did claim Alliance : for when great Alcides came From Spain , Gerion's Spoils ( his Monstrous Kine He , that Way , where the Walls of Rome do shine , In Triumph drove . Then did Arcadius found ( As Fame reports ) in Rude , and Desart Ground His Palace , and a needy People swai'd : When , by his Sacred Guest , the Royal Maid , Arcas ( his Daughter ) overcome , with Joy , From that her Crime of Love , conceiv'd a Boy , Was Fabius nam'd ; from Him , a Mother she Became , to a Tyrinthian Progeny . And hence three hundred Fabii once did go , All from one House , in Arms , against the Fo ; Whose most Renowned Actions , by his Wife Delaies ( which then Alone could equalize The Libyan Conduct ) this Our Fabius all Excell'd . So great , then , wert Thou Hannibal ! But , while the Latines busily prepare To raise Recruits , and re-inforce the War , The Carthaginian Captain , terrified By Iove ; and having lai'd his Hopes aside Of batt'ring Rome's high Walls , his Army leads Up to the Vmbrian Hills , where Tuder spreads , Upon an high Descent , its hanging Walls , And where Mevania o're large Fields exhales Thick , gloomy Clouds ; and , Consecrate to Iove Fat Bulls , through Rich , and Wealthy Pastures move . From thence , desirous of Picenian Prey , Through the Palladian Fields he makes his Way , And wheresoe're the Spoil invites Him , there His wandring Troops , their plundring Ensigns bear : Till fair Campania stop'd his furious Course And , undefended , entertain'd the Force O' th' War , within her Bosome . As He there Beheld the Temple , and the Buildings near (i) (i) A River of Campania , upon the Banks of which stood Linternum , small Town , made famous by the Renowned Africanus ; who , after his Disgrace at Rome , thought that more worthy to retain his Ashes , then his ingratefull Countrey . Linternus swelling Stream , he fix'd his Eyes Upon the various Pictures , where he spies , The Monuments o' th' former War , maintain'd , By th' Romane Senate . For they there remain'd Carv'd on the Porches , and all things exprest In Order , and at large . Before the rest Great Regulus appears to instigate The War : a War , which ( had he known his Fate ) He would have shun'd . There Noble (k) (k) Appius Claudius Pulcher , Consul with C. Norbanus Flaccus ; for his Victory over Hi●ron King of Syracuse , and the Carthaginians , that came to his Assistance , had the Honour of Tr●umph . Appius stood In a pitcht Field , and high in Libyan Blood , From their great Slaughter , a just Triumph , Crown'd With Lawrel gain'd . Near these , at Sea renown'd , (l) (l) Cnei●s Duillius was the first , th●t triumphed for a Naval ●ictory , gain●d by him over the Carthaginians : and assumed to himsel● , wi●hout the ●llowance , either of Senate , or People ; as a perpetual Honour , when he return●d from any Feast , to have Torches , and a Trumpeter , to march before him . Duillius , on a Snow-white Column Rose , Bearing his Naval Trophies ; Stems , and Prows Of Ships , the first that Italy had known Those Spoils ( the Tyrian Navy overthrown ) To Dedicate to Neptune . Near Him stand , His Nightly Glories , shining Torches , and His Sacred Trumpeter , that from a Feast Was wont with chearfull Sounds ( that Joy exprest ) T' attend him to his honour'd Home : and then (m) (m) After his Death , his Statue was placed in the Forum , and continued till the Time of Pliny , as he affirms , lib. 23. cap. 5. The Honours of that Noble Citizen , Deceas'd , He sees . Near these doth Scipio stand , And celebrates , in the (n) (n) L. Cornelius Scipio , Consul , overthrew , in Sardinia , Hanno the Carthaginian General ; slew Him , and gave Him Burial . Liv. lib. 17. Sardôan Land , The Tyrian Captain's Funerals , subdu'd By Him . Then , on the Libyan Shores , He view'd The routed Bands , in scatter'd Parties , fly About the Field , and Regulus hard by , Pursuing at their Backs : the Nomades , The Garamantians , the Autololes , The Moors , and Hammon lay down Arms , and yield Their Cities up . Within a Sandy Field Slow Bragada with Poison foams , and there A Serpent 'gainst an Army makes a War . Then from his Ship (o) (o) Our Authour follows the vulgar Opinion , That , after the Defeat of Regulus , the Carthaginians seemed highly to value Xantippus his Service , and dismissed him with great Honour , and Rewards . But fearing a future Reproach of the great Benefits they had received by his Conduct ; they gave him a rotten Ship newly trimmed : which , some say , sunk with him by the Way ; others , that the Seamen were instructed to drown him : but Polybius , not ignorant of these Opinions , affirms ; that , fearing their Treachery , he prudently withdrew himself . Polyb. lib. 1. Xantippus thrown , in vain Calling upon the Gods , was in the Main By a perfidious Band , most sadly drown'd . And there too late ( great Regulus ) He found The Punishment of Thy unhappy Death . The two Aegates likewise , from beneath The Waves , they make to rise : about them lay Torn Ships , and Libyans , floating on the Sea . Lord of the Ocean , then (p) (p) Q. Luctatius , Consul , his Victory near the Island Aegates . See before in the First Book . Luctatius bore Away , with a propitious Gale , to Shore The Captiv'd Ships . With these ( in Order all ) Amilcar ( Father to the General ) Stood (q) (q) It was a Custom among the Romanes , to describe , in Picture , the Nations , that had been conquered by them , and to bear in Triumph the Images of such Generals , as were overthrown , and escaped their Hands . As this Amilcar , who never was their Captive : and Hannibal , described in Scipio's Triumph . See lib. 17. infra . bound , and , from all other Objects , drew Upon himself the People's Eyes , to view His stern Aspect : and then was to be seen The Face of Peace , the Altars , that had been Polluted with the League , and Iove deceiv'd , The Romane giving Laws ; and , as they heav'd Their Axes up , the Libyan trembling stands , And , begging Pardon with submissive Hands , Swears , but in vain , the League . This , from the Sky , Fair Cytherea , with a joyfull Eye , Beheld . But , when the Libyan General Had , with a troubled Brow , survai'd it all ; His slow contracted Rage , that all the while Boil'd in His Breast , thus , with a scornfull Smile He vents . We , likewise , things as great , by Me Perform'd , shall carved on Our Houses see . Let Me ( O Carthage ) see Sagunthus , all At once , by Fire , and Sword , together fall . Sons by their Fathers kill'd , and let there be Space , large enough , the Conquer'd Alps to see , Whereon Victorious Nomades may ride , And Garamantians . Let Me see , beside , Ticinus overflow his Banks with Blood , And Trebia's , and Thrasimenus Flood Choak'd up with Thuscan Corps . Flaminius , great In Body , and in Arms , there finde his Fate . Let Consul Scipio bleeding fly , and , on The weary Shoulders of his Pious Son , To 's Friends , be born . Let this divulged be ; Carthage shall greater things hereafter see . Rome burnt in Libyan Flames shall there be shown , And Iove from his Tarpeian Temple thrown . In the mean time ( as it becomes Ye ) you , Brave Youth , by whose Assistance I can do , And have done things so Great , go quickly ; burn Those Monuments , and them to Ashes turn . The End of the Sixth Book
Vt possessa vident infestis litt●●a proris Att●ntae properè refluunt ad littera Nymphae Qua procul abrupto Protheus iman̄is in Antro Cautibus objectis rejectat Caerula vates .

Honoratiss : Domino , Domino Georgio Duci Albemarliae , Comiti de Torrington , Baroni Monck de Potheridge . Beauchamp , et Teyes : Caro : 2 d● . Regi Angliae &c : ab Intimis Cubiculis , & Sanctioribus Consilijs ; Capitanto Ge●rali omnium Exercituum Sumō Duc● Magno Stabuli Magistro , et Incliti Ordinis Periscelidis Equiti &c : Tabula Summa Cum Observatia D : D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Seventh Book . THE ARGUMENT . Fabius is for the War Dictatour made : The Libyan , by His Policy delai'd , Wasts the Falernian Countrey , and , to gain A Battel , sev'ral Waies removes , in Vain , Vntill at length , by the Ausonian Bands Encompass'd , in a Vale , besieg'd , be stands : His Stratagem , by which His Troops agen Are from this Danger freed : the Romane then , With Mutiny demanding Battel , are By Fabius appear'd . At length the War Is to Minutius left , who soon doth yield To their Designs , and rashly takes the Field To fight : at first the Libyan prevails , Till Fabius , while all other Succour fails , Came to the Romanes And , who get the Day , And Sacrifices to his Honour pay . BUT Fabius , the onely Hope , and Stay Of Rome's distress'd Affairs , Ausonia ( Now sinking through her Wounds ) and her Allies Soon arms : and vig'rously himself applies ( Though old ) the hardest Toils to undergo , And with his Army march'd against the Fo. His Understanding more , then Man's , no Force Of Darts , no Weapons , nor the Strength of Horse Regarded ; but he went , alone , 'gainst all The Libyan Forces , and their General , As yet Unconquer'd ; keeping in his Breast , Alone , the Strength , and Safety of the Rest : And , if He had not then resolv'd to stay The Course of Adverse Fortune , by Delay , That , the last Age of the Dardanian Name Had surely been , and Rome had lost her Fame . The Favour of the Gods , that did attend The Punick Arms , He temper'd , and an End To Libya's Conquests put . The Enemy , Insulting in the Woes of Italy , By his wise Conduct He debell'd , and all The Fraud deluded of proud Hannibal . Most Noble General ! Who Troy again , Lapsing to Ruin , dost alone sustain , And sinking Italy ! Who dost uphold Evander's Empire , and whate're of old The Labours of our Fathers gain'd in Wars , Go on , and raise thy Name unto the Stars . But , when new Titles had proclaim'd the Choice Of the Dictatour , by the publick Voice , The Libyan Prince , revolving in his Minde , That something of Importance had inclin'd The Romanes to that Change of their Command , So suddenly , desir'd to understand What was the Fortune of the Man , what were His Honours , or why Fabius should appear Their last , safe Authour , in Distress ? Why He , After so many Storms , by Rome should be Thought equal unto Hannibal ? and yet It vex'd him , that his Years did want that Heat , That might expose him , through Temerity , To his Deceits , and therefore instantly He for a Captive calls , t' enquire of all His Customs , Actions , and Original . Cilnius , a Youth , and of a Noble Name , From fair Aretium to Ticinus came , In an unhappy Hour , and by a Wound , That overthrew his Horse , fal'n to the Ground : His Neck to Libyan Chains then yielded . He , Desirous by his Death himself to free , The Libyan thus informs . Thou hast not , now , With fierce Flaminius ( said He ) to do , Or Gracchus rash Resolves : his Family From the Tyrinthian Gods deriv'd ; had he Within thy Countrey ( Hannibal ) been born , Carthage the World's Imperial Crown had Worn . With a long Series I 'le not strive to show Particulars : let this suffice , to know The Fabii , by one Combat having broke The Peace , and shaken off the Romane Yoak , The bold Veientes brought the War's Alarms Ev'n to our Gates ; the Consul cites to Arms Th' old listed Bands ; Alcides Progeny Fills up a private Camp ; one Family Sends a (a) (a) The Fabii were of the Patricii , ( of whom see the Comment on the second Book ) but their whole Army was not so . For the Fabii were but three hundred : and the Clients , that followed them , were five thousand . See Festus , De verborum significatione , in the Word Religio . Patrician Army to the Fight , Three hundred Captains ( each whereof you might Trust safely with the Conduct of a War ) Appear . But , going forth , they threatned are With dire Presages . Conscious of their Fate , The trembling Threshold of the (b) (b) That Gate , through which they marched out to the Fight , formerly called Porta Carmentalis , was , in Memory of their Misfortune , ever after termed Sc●lerata . Guilty Gate Sends forth a fatal Sound : that Altar roar'd Where chiefly the Tyrinthian God's ador'd . Yet they invade the Fo , and with so fierce A Valour charge , that their small Number scarce Could be distinguish'd , and their Slaughters are More then the Souldiers : oftentimes the War , In Globes compacted close , they entertain . As oft dispers'd , in Parties , through the Plain , They Dangers meet . Equal in Labours all , And Valour , merit to the Capitol To lead three hundred Triumphs : but , Alass , How vain those Hopes ! each Man forgetfull was How soon all things , that humane are , decline ! These men , disdaining , while the Fabian Line Was safe , that Publick Wars should waged be ; Incompass'd by a sudden Enemy , Fell , by the Envy of the Gods ! but yet Thou hast no Cause of Joy , in their Defeat , For the Surviver is enough for Thee , And Libya : as with all their Hands will He Alone contend ; his Limbs so Active are , So Circumspect his Industry , and Care , Secur'd with cautious Ease . Not you , whose Veins , Swell'd high with youthfull Blood , can with the Re Sooner restrain , nor prick the Warlike Steed Into the Battel , with more furious Speed . But Hannibal perceiving , as He spoke , He coveted to dy : Thou dost provoke In vain ( thou Fool ) our Rage , and seek'st to free Thy self from Bondage by Thy Death ( said He ) No , Thou shalt live , and straiter Chains shall press Thy captive Neck . Thus , swelling with Success , And the propitious Gods , he vents his Scorn . But , by Religion , to the Altars born , The Fathers , and the Latine Dames , their Eyes With Sorrow fill'd : in order'd Companies , A Robe , and Vows , to Iuno offer , Hear Oh Queen of Gods ! lend us a willing Ear , We , a Chast People , pray Thee . We , who be The chief of the Ausonians , to Thee This fair , and venerable Garment , wrought By our own Hands , with Threds of Gold , have brought , And till the Fears of Mothers do decrease , This shall Thy Vesture be . And , if Thou please , That this Marmarick Cloud we may behold Far scatter'd from Our Land , a Crown of Gold , Enlai'd with various Gemms , to Thee shall shine . This Goddess thus ador'd : to Pallas Shrine , They proper Off'rings bring , then worship Thee Venus , and Phoebus , and the Deity Of War : from the approach of Miseries , So great a Rev'rence of the Gods doth rise . The Happy seldom to their Altars come . While antient Honours in Her Temples Rome Thus celebrates : great Fabius takes the Field , With his well-order'd Troops ; and , as most skil'd In Warlike Arts , like one Secure , though Slow , All Avenues 'gainst Fortune , and the Fo Blocks up , and from their Ensigns suffers none To stray ; and that , which , chiefly , Thee doth Crown ( Brave Romane ) and thy Empire 's Head so high Hath lifted , taught thy Souldiers to obey . But , when , from far , their Ensigns , all in View , Upon the Hills , and all the Troops in new Bright Arms appear'd : the Libyan Hopes swell high , And Hannibal , with His Prosperity Enflam'd , believ'd His Victorie's Delay Was onely , that the Armies in Array Were not drawn forth to fight . Go on ( said He ) Quickly assault their Ports ; let their Works be Ev'n by your Breasts o'rethrown : I 'me sure the Fo No longer hath to Live , then We can go Over the Plain between Us : for , to War Their Sedentary old Men cited are , With whom to fight , I am , almost , asham'd . What you now see , are their Remains , disclaim'd As wholly useless , in the former War . Where is their Gracchus now ? Or now where are Those Thunderbolts , the Scipios ? expell'd From Italy , they ne're their Flight with held ; Till , frighted , to the farthest Part they came O' th' Earth , and Sea . Now , trembling at Our Name , Both wander , and Iberus Banks defend , And where We are not , there a War pretend . I , likewise , from Flaminius Death may claim Increase of Honour , and his Active Name In War , among my other Titles lay . How many years this Sword shall take away From Fabius ? Yet he dares , but let him dare ; I 'le make , Me shall no more in Arms appear . This spoke aloud , His Troops with furious Speed , He leadeth on , and mounted on His Steed , Sometimes with His Right Hand provokes His Foes ; Sometimes upbraids them ; then , at Distance , throws A Dart , insulting in His Armie's Sight , Shewing the Image of a future Fight . So Thetis (*) (*) Achilles . Son , in the Dardanian Field , Bore his Vulcanian Arms , and in his Shield , Express'd the Earth , and Heav'n , and 's Mother curl'd With Waves ; and , in that Figure , all the World . But Fabius , carefull to delay , sits still , And his vain Fury , on a lofty Hill , Beholding , checks his proud insulting Mind , And tires his furious Threats , while he declin'd The Fight . So when by Night a Shepheard keeps His Flocks in fenced Folds , and safely sleeps , The hungry Wolves fierce Howlings round about , Streight raise , and gnaw the Fence that keeps them out . The Libyans Design , thus render'd vain , Thence with his Army , through th' Appulian Plain , He slowly march'd ; and , sometimes , closely sate , Conceal'd in Vallies , to precipitate , His following Fo , or try , if He might be Surpriz'd , unwarily , by Policy . Sometimes by secret Waies , He steals by Night , And then Retreats in a pretended Fright . Then from his Camp , full of rich Plunder goes , And prodigally thus invites his Foes . So , with innumerable turnings through Maeonian Plains , doth fam'd Maeander flow . Nothing that Fraud can do , is left untry'd . He trurns o're all , and all his Thoughts apply'd , To various Attempts . As when the Sun Shining on Water , by Reflection , Leaps on the Houses tops , and glistering sheds In constant Raies , and dancing Shadows spreads Upon the Roofs . Now mad with Grief , alone , Thus to His Sacred Rage He makes his Moan . If He , at first , Our Enemy had been , The Names of Trebia , and of Thrasimen Had ne're been known . Nor had they given to Us New Titles , nor had stain'd Erydanus , Troubled with bloody Waves , the frighted Sea . But he , while we are tyr'd with his Delay , And he contains himself , hath found a new Strange Way to Victory . How oft , in Shew Of meeting Us , hath he Our Plots o'rethrown , With Judgement , and Our Stratagems undone ? Thus to Himself ; when the Shrill Trumpets Sound , Midnight Proclaim'd : but when the third watch , round The Camp , new Centinels had call'd to stand , He turns his Course , and leaving Daunus Land Behind , to the Campanian Coasts his Way He takes , well known , as greedy after Prey . Here , when he entred the Falernian Fields , ( That Land is Rich , and constant Profit yields To the laborious Swains ) he straitway throws His Hostile Flames , among the fruitfull Boughs . But here , Lya●us , though great Actions be Our Theme , the Mention of Thine Honour We Must not pass by in Silence : but Record Thy Praise , who dost that Sacred Juice afford ; Whose Vines , with Nectar swell'd , a Nobler Name , Then the Falernian Press , can never claim . Falernus old , in better Times , did Plow The Massick Hills ( they then no Swords did know ) The Vine-Leavs then , within the naked Field , Did not , with swelling Grapes , green Shadows yield : Nor knew they how to mix Lyaeus Blood Among their Cups ; but in some Chrystal Flood , Or Spring , their Thirst allai'd . An happy Hour Thither Lyaeus , going to the Shore Of Calpe , and the Bounds of Day , a Guest Did bring . Nor did the Deity detest A low , poor Cottage ; but he enters , and The smoaky Room , and Table , that did stand Before the Chimney ( as the Custom was Of that poor Age , receive him . But , Alass , The Host , whose chearfull Looks his Joy exprest Did not perceive a God was then his Guest ; And yet , as his Fore-Fathers us'd to do , Spar'd not his Age , from running to , and fro ; Most kindly busie : till his choicest Chear He brought : there Cornels in neat Baskets ; here Fresh , from his watry Hort-yards , Juicy Fruits Serv'd in : then Hony-Combs , and Milk he puts , As Dainties , 'mong the rest ; and , all the while , Nothing of Blood the Table doth defile : But , Ceres Gifts brought in , he doth compose The Fire , into the midst whereof he throws , His Sacrifice . Pleas'd with the Old Man's Care , The God resolv'd , his Liquour should be there ; When suddenly ( 't is very strange to tell ) The Cups of Beech with Wine begin to swell , As the Reward of his poor Entertain . The Milk-Pail too with Blushing Wine began To overflow : and from an hollow Oak , Into a Goblet , the sweet Liquour broke From the well-sented Grapes : Here , take , and store Thy self ( Lyaeus said ) with what before Thou did'st not know : but which Falernus Name , For Nobler Vines , hereafter shall proclaim . With that the God himself reveal'd , and round , With Purple Raies , an Ivy Garland Crown'd His shining Front , about his Neck he flung ; His Locks , in his Right Hand a Tankard hung , And , fallen from his Thyrsus , Vines about The Table , with Nisaean Branches , sprout . Nor could Falernus with the pleasant Tast Contend , when some few Cups about had past . Now with his Foot , or stamm'ring Tongue , he makes The God to laugh , while the strong Liquour shakes His Brains , and he endeavours to make good Return of Thanks , in Words scarce understood , Till Sleep ( which Bacchus still accompanies , Wheree're he goes ) compos'd his struggling Eyes . But , when the rising Sun dispers'd the Dew , The Massick Swains , with Admiration , view Their fields with vines , like groves , most richly crown'd , And , with the Sun , the Branches shining , round The Hill , their Glory spread , and since that hour Rich Tmolus , and Arvisian Cups , that pour Ambrosian Liquour forth , and thy fam'd Field , Fertile Methymna , to Falernus yield . Through this , the Libyan ( like a Fury ) past And all the Countrey round about , lai'd wast : Incited by His Men , whose Swords pursu'd Their thirst of Blood . While Fabius doth delude Their General : And now a mad Desire Of fighting , the Ausonian Camp doth fire ; All covet , in that Madness to descend Into the Plain . My Muse , let us commend The Man , whom Fate permitted to subdue Both Armies , and their Fury overthrew . If Me the Senate had believ'd to be Of such hot Temper , and so Rash ( said he ) Or that such Clamours , easily , my Minde Could shake , they had not , when the State declin'd , Giv'n me the Conduct of this desp'rate War . My Resolutions of a Battel are Already fix'd , it shall my Conquest be To keep you safe ( that urge so eagerly Your Fate ) against your Will : none of you all By Fabius shall have Liberty to fall . If weary of the Light , you now desire , That the Ausonian Name with you Expire : Or if it grieves you , that , at such a time , No Place is rendred Famous , by the Crime Of some new Mischief , or notorious Blow : Recall Flaminius from the Shades below , A Signal , by his late Temerity , And Auspicies you have . Do ye not see A Precipice , and your approaching Fate ? Consider ; to the Ruin of the State , One Victorie's enough for Hannibal . Stay then , and understand your General ; When the wish'd Time shall come , that may require Your Hands , then let those furious Words conspire With Deeds ; beleive Me , 't is an easie thing To go to fight : should we now open fling Our Ports , one Hour , you all into the Field May pour : but they , to whom the Gods shall yield A kinde , and mild Aspect , as forth they go , Shall have that Bliss alone to scape the Fo , And safe return . The Libyan relyes Upon His Fortune , and His Vessel flies With a propitious Wind , and , till that Gale Shall slack , and cease to fill his swelling Sail , It must of Business be , and constant Care To seek Delaies . Fortune's Imbraces are Perpetual to none ; see ! how much less The Tyrian Forces are : how they decrease In Fame , since We declin'd the Fight . And We , 'Mong other things , for this may praised be That they , who — But it is better far , that I Forbear more Words : You now the Enemy . A Battel , and Pitcht-field require . Oh! may This Confidence be such another Day , Ye Gods ! In the mean time , excluding all Chances of greater Dangers , that may fall Upon you , and My Countrey , pray let Me , To the whole War , alone opposed be ; These Words their furious Arms , and Rage appease ▪ As when his calmer Brow the God of Seas Lifts 'bove the troubled Waves , and views the Main , As Lord , and is by it beheld again : The raging Winds their cruel Murmurs cease , Nor move the Wings upon their Foreheads : Peace Is soon diffus'd o're all the calmed Brine , And , on the silent Shore , smooth Waters shine . This by the Libyan's subtile Care descry'd , Strait by the Poison of his Plots , he try'd Their Minds . For Fabius , as his Father's Heir , Plow'd a few Acres , which the Name did bear Of Massicus , Renown'd for Gen'rous Vines : These , to advance his mischeivous Designs ( Which , through the Camp , ambiguous Rumours spread ) From Fire , and Sword his spar'd : this Plot soon bred Suspicion of the Quiet of that Place , As if that He did privately imbrace A League to lengthen out the War . But all The cunning Stratagems of Hannibal The wise Dictatour saw , and understood . But among Swords , and Trumpets , thought it good To scorn their Envy : nor , the Wounds to shun Of Fame , the Hazard of a Fight to run . Till wandring up , and down , and oft in vain , Moving his Camp , now here , now there , to gain Occasion to fight , the Libyan He Enclos'd , where Woods , and rocky Hills we see , With his divided Troops . Here Him behind The lofty (c) (c) The City Formiae in C●mpania , once inhabited by the L●str●gonians , who were of the Anthropaephag● . Cajeta a Sea-Port on the same Coast. Laestrigonian Rocks confin'd : There , with its Moorish Grounds , Linternum was . No use of Souldiers , or of Swords the place Affords ; but there , severest Famine all The Plagues , that lost Sagunthus did befall , Exacting , them oppress'd , and Fate an End Seem'd to the Arms of Carthage to intend . Now Sleep , all Things by Sea , and Land , did hide With 's gloomy Wings , and having lai'd aside The Labours of the Day , the pleasing Rest , Granted to men by Night , the World possest . But the (f) (f) Hannibal . Sidonian General the Cares , That then enflam'd His Heart , and watchfull Fears , Rob'd of the Benefits of Night ; while He Left His unquiet Bed , and suddenly Cov'ring his Shoulder with a Lyon's Skin , That lately spread upon the Grass had been , His Pallat , in the Field , to 's (*) (*) Mago . Brother's Tent , ( From 's Own not distant far ) directly went . He , not degenerate in Martial Rites , On a Bull 's Hide then slept , and , by the Night 's Great Blessing , eas'd His pensive Thoughts , and near Fix'd in the Earth , upright , his Fatal Spear , On which His Helmet hung : upon the Ground His Breast-plate , Sword , and Shield , about it round , His Bow , and Balearick Sling . Not far From these a Youthfull Troop , all try'd in War , Lay sleeping on the Earth , and near at Hand His Horse , caparison'd , doth grazing stand . His Entrance Mago wakes . Brother , ( said He ) ( With that takes up his Arms ) What is 't , that Thee Thus stupifies ? Then Mago rose , and all His Troop , then lying on the Ground , doth call With Speed to Arms. Then Hannibal began ; Us Fabius , that so vigilant Old Man , The sole Delay to Our Propitious Fates , Thus indispos'd by Night , exasperates To Cares . You see how We encompass'd are With armed Bands , and how the Souldier , Collected in a Ring , doth Us invest , But now ( since Our Affairs are thus distrest ) Consider My Design . We have within The Camp an Herd of Oxen , that have been Plunder'd from all the Countrey round , and now ( As Custom is ) march with the Army : to The Horns , and Fronts of some of these , will I Give a Command dry Twigs , and Sticks to ty ; Which fir'd , when once the Heat shall scatter'd be , The Oxen , sensible of Pain , will flee , And on their Necks the wandring Flames will bear O're all the Hill : then , seiz'd with sudden Fear , Their Centinels will from their Stations runs And fear , that something more by Night is done . If this you like , ( Extream Resolves delay Refuse ) Let 's do 't said ; He. With that away They go to other Tents , where in the Field , Upon the Ground , his Head upon his Shield , 'Mong Horses , M●n , and Spoils , that by his Hand In Fight were taken ▪ and with Slaughter stain'd , Mighty Maraxes lay , and in his Sleep , A dreadfull Cry , as if engaged deep In Fight , by Chance then gave , and felt about With 's trembling Hand to finde his Weapons out , And his try'd Sword . Thus warring , Mago shakes The Man ; and , with his Spear inverted , wakes : Captain , since now 't is dark , thy Fury lay Aside , reserve thy Valour for the Day ; With Policy we now must use the Night For safe Retreat , and to conceal our Flight : Into the Woods my Brother doth intend With kindled Boughs ty'd to the Horns , to send The Oxen , where the Passes guarded be By Hostile Bands , and so our Army free . Let us be gone , and this Design shall be A Document to Fabius , that we With Policy contend . He makes no Stay , But , joy'd at what He spoke , they haste away To stout Acherra's Tent ; who , satisfi'd With little Rest , or Ease , had never try'd His Sleep to lengthen with the Night ; but still On Horse-back , as perpetual Centinel , Serv'd , and was wont to ease his weary Steed , By dressing him , and alwaies Bridled feed . Now all their Weapons whet , and the dry'd Gore Wipe from the Steel , and to their Swords restore Their Sharpness : what the Fortune of the Place , And Time requir'd , and what their Duty was Declar'd ; advising , that whoe're did go As Chief in the Design , might not be Slow . Then through the Camp the Word , and Orders , run , All mutually instruct what 's to be done ; And importune , they may no longer stay : Their Fears inciting all to haste away , While yet the dark , and silent Night might hide Their Flight . Then , to the Boughs the Fire apply'd , From their large Horns the Flames aspiring rose . The Mischief , in an Instant , greater grows , And th' Oxen , shaking their tormented Heads , Fan out a Pyramis of Fire that spreads It's Basis largely , and o'recomes the Smoak . The Beasts , affrighted , through the Forest broke ; Then o're the Hills , and , Rocky Mountains fly , As they were mad , and as their Nostrils by The Flames besieged are , they labour oft In vain to bellow , while o're Cliffs , aloft , Through Vallies Vulcan wanders , and ne're stands At all ; but , shining on the Neighb'ring Sands , As manifold appears , as when at Sea In a clear Night the Mariners survey Innumerable Stars : Or when upon Garganus Top , a Shepheard , sitting down , Beneath him sees Calabrian Forrests burn , Which Husbandmen to fertile Pastures turn ; O're all the Hills the Flames with such a Face Appear to fly ; and they , whose Chance it was To be the Guard , believ'd they Wandring fled , None scatt'ring them , and that they , Furious , fed Within the Hills : some thought , that Iove had thrown , From his incensed Hand , his Thunder down : Others , that kindled Sulphur gave them Birth , And , from her secret Caves , th' unhappy Earth , Condemn'd to greater Ruins , threw the Fire . The Rutuli , affrighted , strait retire , And from their Station fly . Then Hannibal , With speedy Arms , possess'd Himself of all The Passes ; and , advantag'd by their Fears , Insulting in the open Field , appears . Yet vigilant , in Conduct of the War , The wise Dictatour had advanc'd as far , As Trebia , and behind him left the Sea Of Tuscany ; that it enough might be For Hannibal , the Romane Arms to shun , And Fabius : who after him had gone , And with his Army close pursu'd his Flight , But that some Sacred Rites did him invite To his Paternal (e) (e) It was ( as Dausquejus observes ) an admirable Superstition in the Romanes , to prefer their private Sacrifices to the Publick Dangers . But their Religion not onely obliged them to the Observation of them for the Publick ; but it was Imp●ety to omit them in Private Families , which solemnized them in peculiar Places . So , that , when the Gauls strictly besieged the Capitol , a Youth of the Fabian Line , issuing out , marched through them ; to the Admiration , both of his Enemies , and Friends , and performed this Solemnity on its appointed Day , on the Quirinal-Hill , chosen for that Purpose by his Ancestours . See Liv. ●ib . 5. Gods . Then as to Rome He took his Way , a valiant Youth , to whom The chief Command , and Conduct of the War Was giv'n , He thus with Counsel doth prepare . If by the Fortune of my Actions , Thou ( Minutius ) hast not yet Learn'd to allow Things warily perform'd , nor Words can Thee Lead to true Honour , or invite to flee Unworthy things : Thou hast seen Hannibal Besieg'd . 'T was not the Souldier , nor all Our Wings , nor our throng'd Legions , ( I Thee Attest ) perform'd it ; but 't was done by Me. I , from the Camp , will not be long away , Onely permit , that to the Gods I pay A solemn Sacrifice , and Him again Shut up by Floods , or Hills ( if you refrain From fighting , ) will I give into your Hands . In the mean time believe Me ( for it stands With my Experience ) in distress'd Affairs 'T is Safety to sit still , though it appears Honour to many ( and may please them too , As the most glorious Conquest , to subdue An Enemy by fighting , ) yet to Me To keep You safe , it shall a Triumph be . I a full Camp leave in thy Hands , and Men Free from all Wounds : to give them such agen To Me , thy Glory , and Renown shall be . The Libyan (f) (f) Hannibal . Lyon Thou , perhaps , shalt see These Works assaulting . Sometimes off'ring Prey T' entice Thee ou● : sometimes to flee away , As if He fear'd thine Arms ; but all the while He thinks on Fraud , and doth with Fury boil . 'T is His Desire to fight ; but let Thy Stay Within the Camp take all those Hopes away . Let this Advice suffice : but if Thy Minde , And Courage , my Entreaty cannot binde : I , as Dictatour , by a pious Right , And strict Command , conjure Thee not to fight . The Camp , by his Advice , thus fortified He , Pious , left ; and to the City hied . But , now , behold ! with prosp'rous Winds before The Laestrigonian , and Cajetan Shore A Libyan Navy plows the Sea , and comes Into the Port , and all the Ocean foams With num'rous Oars : when , from their chrystal Caves , Affrighted with the Noise , above the Waves , The Sea - Nymphs rise , and see the Shore possess'd By Hostile Ships , that then disturb'd their Rest : Then , full of Fear , with Speed , they all repair , To those known Coasts , by them frequented , where (g) (g) Teleboae , a Colony of Aetolians , infamous for their Robberies , who planted themselves in the Island Capr●ae , on the Coast of Campania . Teleboae's Kingdoms 'midst the Ocean rise , And hollow Thrones , where mighty Proteus lyes Within a broken Cave , and largely laves The adverse Rocks ( a Prophet ) with his Waves . He ( for he all things knew , and what they fear'd ) When chang'd in various Shapes he had appear'd , And scar'd them , hissing like a dreadfull Snake , Then roaring like a Lyon fierce , thus spake . What is it , Nymphs , that brings you hither ? tell ; Why doth that Paleness in your Faces dwell ? Why seek ye , what hereafter shall befall To know ? To this the Eldest , then , of all The Italian Nymphs , Cymodoce , replies . Thou know'st , already , whence our Fears arise . What doth this Carthaginian Fleet , that thus Deprives us of our Coast , portend to us ? Must the Rhaetean Empire cross the Seas To other Gods ? Or , Tyrian Seamen these Our Ports possess ? Or , from our Native Seat Exil'd , must we to Atlas now retreat ; And dwell in Calpe's farthest Caves ? Then he , Rehearsing things long past , ambiguously , Thus undertakes to shew ensuing Fate . On Ida , when the Phrygian Heards-man sate , And , calling back his stragling Bulls to feed In fertile Meadows , with his Pipe of Reed , The fam'd Dispute of Sacred Beauty heard : Then Cupid , who solicitous appear'd T' observe the Time , the Snow-white Cygnets , joyn'd , To 's Mother's Chariot , drove : a Quiver shin'd Upon his Shoulder , and a golden Bow , And , with a nod to let his Mother know There was no cause to fear , shew'd he had brought That Quiver to her Aid , with Arrows fraught . Some of his Brothers comb her Golden Hair Upon her ●v'ry Fore-head ; others are Imploy'd . Her flowing Garments to compose When sighing from her Lips , that like a Rose Blush'd , to her Sons this Language fell . You see The Day , that must a faithfull Witness be Of your great Piety to Me. Oh! who Would e're have this believ'd , so long as you Are safe , that Venus Beauty , and her Face Should question'd be ? ( For now what other Grace Remains to us ? ) if my Artillery , Infected with most pleasing Poison , I To You committed have , by which you aw Your Grand-sire at your Pleasure ( who gives Law To Heav'n , and Earth ) then by my Victory O're Iuno , and Minerva , let me see Cyprus with Idumaean Palms abound , And Paphos with an hundred Altars Crown'd . While to her winged Boys thus Venus talks , A gentle Eccho , as the Goddess walks , Runs through the Grove : and then the (h) (h) Palla● . warlike Maid Her Aegis lai'd aside , her Hair displai'd ( That lately by her Helmet had been press'd ) In Curls with Art , and neatly Comb'd , and dress'd And , Peace enthron'd in her Serener Eys , With Speed unto the Place appointed hies . () () Iuno . Saturnia enters on the other side , After her Brother's Bed , resolving Ide The Trojan's Judgment , and Disdain to bear . Last , (k) (k) Venus . Cytherea , smiling , doth appear , And through the Grove , and Caves , within the 〈◊〉 Sheds fragrant Odours from her Sacred Locks . Nor could the Judge endure to keep his Place : But , dazzled by the Beauty of her Face , Fear'd onely , lest he should appear to her To doubt . The vanquish'd Goddesses transfer Fierce Wars beyond the Seas , and Troy was soon , With her unhappy Judge , quite overthrown . Pious Aeneas then by Sea , and Land Toss'd up , and down , in Latium takes his Stand , With his Dardanian Gods : while Whales within The Ocean shall swim , and Stars shall shine In Heaven , and Phoebus from the Indian Main Shall rise , so long his Progeny shall reign . No Bounds of Time their Rule shall terminate : But you , my Daughters , while the Thread of Fate Doth run , the Dang'rous Sands of (l) (l) An Island near to Brundusium . Sasson flee . We Aufidus , swell'd high with Blood , shall see Driving his purple Waves into the Main : And you , Aetolian Shades , shall , once again , Fight with the Teucri , in that Field , so long Ago condemn'd by an (m) (m) The Sibylline ; which had foretold , that the Romanes should receive a great Loss upon the Banks of Aufidus . Immortal Song . Then Punick Darts the Romane Walls shall shake , And Hasdrubal (*) (*) See the fifteenth Book . Metaurus Flood shall make To shine with Slaughter . And then He , that was So secretly begot , by Iove's (n) (n) Scipio Africanus . See the thirteenth Book . Imbrace , With a severe Revenge shall expiate , At once his Uncle's , and His Father's Fate , Then shall he fill with Flames Eliza's Shore , And force the Libyan , tormenting sore The Bowels of Italy , to hasten Home , And Him in His own Countrey overcome . Carthage in Arms shall yield to Him , and He Shall from the Name of Africk Famous be . From Him (o) (o) Scipio Emilianns . another shall arise , by whom The third fierce War shall be subdu'd , and Rome See him Triumphant , after Byrsa's Fall , Bring Libya's Ashes to the Capitol . While He the Secrets of the Gods detects ; Thus in his Cave , Min●tius rejects Both Fabius , and his Counsel , and , with Rage Possess'd , the Fo endeavours to engage : Nor was the Libyan wanting to foment , And feed his Fury . But , with an Intent T' entice him , to embrace a greater Fight , With little Loss , sometimes dissembles Flight . As when the Fish , allur'd by scatter'd Baits In some clear Brook , forsake their deep Retreats , And swimming near the Water's Surface shine , The cunning Angler , with his twisted Line , Soon drags them to the Shore . Now Fame , which lies Among the Romanes , like a Fury , flies . Telling the Fo was turn'd , and Hannibal In Flight his Safety found : an End of all Their Miseries , did then at Hand appear , If they to Overcome permitted were . But , that their Valour had no other Guid , The one , that did sad Punishments provide For such , as were victorious 'gainst his Will. That He within the Camp would shut them still , And give Command to sheath their Swords again , That so he might a just Account maintain In Arms , and Souldiers give a Reason , why They dare to overcome the Enemy . The Vulgar murmure thus : and Iuno fires The Senate's Minds with Envy , and Desires Of Popular Air. Then , madly , they decree Things not to be believ'd , and such as be The Wish of Hannibal : such , as they soon , With too great Danger , wish they ne're had done . For now the Army is divided , and (p) (p) Minutius , conspiring with some other Hot Spirits of the Army , accusing Fabius to the People of Cowardise , and Sloath , obtained by their Suffrage , to be made equal with him in Commission , and to have Alternate Command , whence this Loss ensued . Liv. lib. 22. Minutius shares with Fabius in Command . The old Dictatour , free from Passion , saw , And fear'd the Ills , that rash Resolv might draw Upon his Countrey : therefore , full of Care , And Pensive , to the Camp return'd , and there Sharing his Social Forces , all the Hills , Adjoyning , with his Neighb'ring Eagles fills ; And there , at once , observes the Libyan's Power , And Romane Army , from a lofty Tower . While Mad to perish , or destroy his Foes With sudden Fury rash Minutius throws The Ramparts down : and when , on either Side , Here the Dictatour , there the Libyan spy'd Him marching forth ; their Minds with diff'rent Care , This to destroy , that to preserve him , are Inflam'd . But He to Arm with Speed commands ; And leads , from all Defence , his hasty Bands . The Libyan Captain pours into the Fight His Forces all , and thus doth them incite : While the Dictatour ( Souldiers ) is away , Go on , and bravely use this fighting Day . Behold ! the Gods now to your Wishes yield , Off'ring a Battel in an open Field . And , since this Opportunity is gain'd , Your Weapons cleanse , that have so long been stain With Rust , and satisfie your Swords with Blood . This Fabius observing , as he stood Viewing the Champagn Ground , ( And Thou , Alass ! Oh Rome ! did'st sadly Learn what Fabius was In so great Danger ) this rash Boy ( said he ) Now my Colleague in Arms , shall punish'd be , As he deserves , that through so blind , and mad A Vote , with so much Danger , durst invade Our Fasces . Peevish Tribes ! how slipp'ry are Your Pulpits , see ? with what vain men the Bar , And Forum 's throng'd ! Now let the Offices Of War by them be equall'd , and Decrees Ordain the Sun to yield unto the Night . Their Weakness , the rash Errour of this Fight Shall quickly rue , and all the Wrongs , which they , Upon our common Parent , bring this Day . With that he shook his Spear , and , as a Flood Of Tears gush'd from his Eyes , with Tyrian Blood ( Said he ) my Son , these sad Complaints must be Suppress'd by Thee . Shall I endure to see A Citizen destroy'd before my Face , And these our Troops ? Or , while I am in place , Permit the Libyan conquer ? If my Heart Were such , they 'd seem less Guilty , that did part , And equal us : but this , my Son , believe , And from thy aged Sire , as Truth , receive ; To be incens'd , against our Countrey , is A Sin so great , that none , to the Abyss Of Hell , can with a fowler Crime descend . This our Fore-Fathers did to us commend ; And thus how good , how great , exil'd from home , And banish'd long , did'st thou ( Camillus ) come Into the Capitol ! How many there By thy condemned Hand then slaughter'd were ! Had not thy Thoughts been calm , or had thy Minde At all , to Anger , or Revenge , inclin'd Aeneas Throne had chang'd its Place , and thou Great Rome hadst not , upon thy Hills , as now Stood Head of all the World . Therefore , my Son , Let all Displeasure , for my Sake , be gone ; Let 's hast to aid them with our Social Arms. With that , the Trumpet 's intermix'd Alarms Sound through the Camp ; and all with such a Force Rush on , they bruise each other in their Course . First , the Dictatour all Things , that withstand His Speed , the Gates , and Bars , with his own Hand O'returns , and to the Battel breaks his Way . With such a Fury Winds contend at Sea , When Boreas sally's from th' Odrysian Coast , And , with like Rage , by Africus is crost : The Sea 's distracted , and to sev'ral Shores Each drives the Billows ; while the Tempest roars , And the whole Ocean , wheresoe're it goes , Obeys now here , now there , with furious Throws . So much of Honour could not rise from all Phoenicia subdu'd , or Byrsa's Fall ; As this great Injury , which first did spring From private Envy , did of Glory bring To the Dictatour . For , by 's Conduct there , At once , He all those Difficulties , Fear , Envy , and Passion , with malicious Fame , And Hannibal , and Fortune , overcame . When Hannibal perceiv'd them run amain , Down from the lofty Camp , into the Plain , His Courage trembled ; and , with Sighs , soon all His former Hopes of their Destruction fall . For He the Romanes had encompass'd round , With num'rous Bands ; not doubting to confound Them , so enclos'd , by Darts , that on them fall On ev'ry side . And , then , their General Already , griev'd for that unhappy Fight , The Stygian Waters , and eternal Night , Had entred in his Thoughts , with sad Despair : Asham'd to hope , that Fabius would be there ▪ To his Assistance . But two valiant Wings , Circling the Battel , the Dictatour brings To His Relief , and then , encompassing The Libyan Army with a larger Ring , Their utmost Troops behinde invests ; and those , That late besieg'd the Romanes , doth enclose . Alcides made him Higher rise in Fight , And to appear much Greater to their Sight : His lofty Crest , ( 't was strange ) ejecting Rays , In active Vigour soon it self displaies Through all his Members ; while He Jav'lins throws , And storms , with Clouds of wounding Darts , his Foes . ( Such , before he was Old , in Prime of all His years , in War the (q) (q) Nestor ▪ Pylian General Appear'd . ) Then , rushing on , he Turis sent To Hell , and stout Malêo , confident To Cope with any ; who was known to Fame , And by his Spear had gain'd himself a Name . Then Butes , Maris , Arses , Garadus , Long-hair'd Adherbes , and conspicuous For Height , 'bove both the Armies , Tylis dies ; Who , on the highest Fortress , could surprize The Battlements . These , at a Distance , all , With Darts ; but Saph'arus , and Monesus , fall By 's Sword : with them , Morînus , as he sounds To Fight with his shrill Brass , he deadly wounds On the Right Cheek ; and , by the dying Blast Expell'd , the Blood quite through the Trumpet past , From 's wounded Jaws , Idmon , the next to him ; Who , us'd o're Nafamonian Sands to swim , Dy'd by his Lance : for slipping , where he stood , Upon a Place , o'reflown with reaking Blood , Endeav'ring to recover's Feet again , And shun that slipp'ry Place , Fabius , amain , Upon him spurs his Horse , and to the Ground Nails him with 's Spear ; which , left within the Wound , Though trembling with his Motion , firmely held His Carcass down , and fix'd it to the Field . Honour's Example likewise fires the Minde Of Sylla , Crassus , and Metellus , joyn'd With Fannius , and Torquatus , strong in Fight Above the rest : all these , in Fabius Sight , Engage amid'st their Foes . But here , in hast Retiring to avoid a Stone was cast Against him , Bibulus , unhappy , on An Heap of slaughter'd Friends fell backward down , And where his Brigandine was gaping wide , Unhasp'd by frequent Blows , quite through his Side A Weapon's point , that in a Body stuck By Chance , upright into his Bowels struck . Sad Fate ! hee 'd 'scap'd Marmarick Troops , and all The Garamantian Darts , that he might fall By a neglected Lance , that was not thrown , With an intent to wound him . Breathless down He tumbled , horrid Paleness strait involv'd His youthfull beauteous Face , and Life dissolv'd , Through all his Limbs ; his Arms hang loose , and Sleep , With Stygian Darkness , through his Eys doth creep . From Tyrian Sydon , sprang of Cadmus Race , Excited by his Nephews , Cleadas Came to the War , and , proud of the Command , Among his Aids , a brave Eöan Band Of Archers led : rich Gems all over deck His golden Cask , and Chains about his Neck : Such , when late wash'd , and from the Ocean rais'd The (r) (r) Lucifer . Usher of the Morn , by Venus prais'd , Contends with other Stars . In Purple He , His Horse in Purple , all his Company In Tyrian Purple shin'd . He , as he wheel'd His Steed to th' Right , and Left , about the Field , Deluding Brutus , eager of the Fight , That , by his Hand , a Name so famous might Extinguish'd be , an Arrow , Parthian-like , Backward le ts flie , nor doth it vainly strike ; But in his Armour-Bearer Casca's Chin It sticks , and , penetrating deeply in , The Point , obliquely wounding , upward struck To his moist Pallet , and within it stuck . But Brutus troubled at his Friend 's sad Fate , Him , that so oft , did thus disseminate , In seeming Flight , his cruel Shafts , no more Sought with his nimble Courser , as before , To overtake : but , his whole Fury to His Lance committing , the swift Weapon threw From the loose Thong , and where the Chains devest , Loosen'd by running to , and fro , his Breast , Into the upper Part , a deadly Wound The fixed (s) (s) A Spear made of that Wood. Cornel gave : down to the Ground He dying sinks , and in his Fall le ts go , From his right Hand the Shaft , his Left the Bow . But , with a better Fate , Charmelus ( who Soracte's Honour was ) did then pursue The Fight ; for he his Sword with Blood had stain'd Of Bragad ' , who o're (t) (t) King of Mauritania . Iuba's People reign'd : Zeusis ( who of Spartan Phalanthus Race ; A Race implacable , derived was , And whom his Mother , a Phoenician , bare T' a fam'd Laconian ) by him likewise there Was slain . But Nampsicus , not daring to Appear in Fight , before so fierce a Fo , Nor yet , as Fear perswaded , thence to fly , Crep'd through the Bushes to an Oak , that nigh Did stand , and climbing to the Top , among The shady Leavs conceal'd himself , and hung Upon the Boughs , that trembled with his Weight , Him begging , earnestly , to shun his Fate , And leaping , fearfull , oft from Bough to Bough , Furious Carmelus with a Pike quite through The Body pierc'd ( the Fowler so in Groves His Lime-Twigs lai'd , when as his Mark removes In silence strives , on tallest Trees with Aim To strike , with his encreasing Shaft , his Game ) His Life , and Blood gush out , and , as it flows , The pallid Corps hangs on the bending Boughs . The Romanes , now the Tyrians put to Flight , Closely pursue . When of stupendous Height Upon a sudden , a most dreadfull Moor Breaks forth , his Limbs black as the Arms he wore . Their lofty Mains his sooty Horses rear , And all his Chariot , with new Arts , that Fear Might move , adorn'd , like to their Backs appears . Like Plumes upon his Crest , like Robes he wears : As when of old , to his Infernal Bed The dreadfull King of Night eternal , fled , And , in his Stygian Chariot , bore away From Aetna's Fields , ravish'd Proserpina . But Cato , then a Youth , and the Renown Of the high Walls of that (u) (u) Tusculum , built by Telegen . Circéan Town Where fam'd Laertes Nephew did command : Although he saw the Latines make a stand , All troubled in the Front , undaunted , He Spurs on his starting Steed , that sought to flee His Way , affrighted at the Stygian Shade . With that , he quits his Back , and doth invade On foot , the Chariot , and the flying Moor , Behinde : when strait his Sword , that trembled o're His Neck , his Whip , and Reins , together fall , And , suddenly , an horrid Paleness all His Limbs , through loss of Blood , doth overspread ; When Cato , with his Sword , lops off his Head , And bears it , as a Trophy , on his Lance. But , now , the fierce Dictatour doth advance , And , through a Globe with Slaughter breaking , where ( A wofull Sight ! ) the (x) (x) Minutius . Gen'ral did appear , Sinking through many Wounds , and loss of Blood , And poorly begging Quarter ; with a Flood Of Tears , lamenting to behold him so , Protects him , with his Target , from the Fo: And , calling to his Son ; My valiant Boy ( Said He ) now let thy Valour wipe away This Stain : let us to Hannibal return , ( For his great Kindness , that he did not burn , And wast our Fields ) a due , and just Reward . The Youth , with these Encouragements he heard , And 's Father's Arts rejoyc'd , the Troops , that round The Libyan stood , constrain'd to quit their Ground With 's Conqu'ring Sword , and clear'd the Field again ; While Hannibal was forc'd to quit the Plain . As when a greedy Wolf , with Hunger prest , The Shepheard stept aside , or taking Rest , Hath seiz'd a Lamb , and holds it , Trembling , fast Between his Jaws : if then the Shepheard haste , Hearing it bleat , to meet him in the Way ; The Wolf , now fearfull for himself , his Prey , Panting between his Teeth , le ts fall again , And hungry to the Woods retreats amain . At length the Stygian Darkness , that was spread O're all the Earth , by a rude Tempest , fled . Their Hands were weary , and they all confess They did not merit Safety ; with Excess Of sudden Joys their Minds distracted were : Like such , that by some sudden Ruins are Oppress'd , when they are freed again , and Night Retires , then wink , and fear to see the Light . This done , his Army number'd in the Plain , To 's Camp upon the Hills , with Joy , again The old Dictato●r , makes a safe Retreat : And then , as rescu'd from the Hand of Fate , The Youth , loud Shouts raise to the Stars , and all T' express their Joy with Emulation , call Fabius their Safety , Fabius their Renown , Fabius their common Father , and the Crown Of all their Hopes . Then he , that lately shar'd His Troops , to thank them with this Speech repair'd Most Pious Father , if it lawfull be That we complain , to Life restor'd by Thee , Oh why didst Thou permit us to divide Our Camp , and Forces ? Why didst thou abide So patient , so calm , those Arms to yield To us , which thou alone art fit to weild ? Sinking beneath that Charge with loss of Blood , We near the Shades Eternal lately stood . Hither your Eagles , hither quickly bear Your rescu'd Ensigns ; Here 's our Countrey , here In this one Breast the Citie 's Walls abide ! And thou , Oh Hannibal , now , lay aside Thy Frauds , and known Deceits , the War with 〈◊〉 By Fabius alone must manag'd be . This said , when strait ( a Reverend Sight it was ) A thousand Altars rise , of Turfs of Grass Compos'd , and none or Meat , or Wine essai'd To touch , before Devoutly they had pray'd , And on the Sacred Table , to the wise Dictatour's Honour , paid a Sacrifice . The End of the Seventh Book .
SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Eighth Book . THE ARGUMENT . By Juno sent , to ease His present Cares , The Goddess Anne , to Hannibal repairs : By whose Advice , to Cannae He removes . Elected by the People , Varro proves A Fatal Consul , the Delaies upbraids Of Fabius : A List of all the Aids , That with the Romanes joyn . The Army goes To Cannae : Fabius Counsel's to oppose Rash Varro . What sad Prodigies foreshow In Heaven , and Earth , the Romanes Overthrow . NOW Fabius , the first , that made them see The flying Backs of Cadmus (a) (a) The Carthaginians . Progeny , Was by the Romane Camp , and Souldiers all , Their common Parent stil'd : by Hannibal , His onely Fo. Impatient of Delay , The Libyan raves . For that , to have a Day Of Battel , the Dictatour's Death must be Expected , and the Aid of Destiny Was to be Wish'd : for while in Arms he stood , While Fabius liv'd , to hope for Trojan Blood , Was vain . For now the Souldiers brought again Their Eagles , and , united , all remain Under his sole Command . With him alone He must again contend : and what upon His Thoughts lay heaviest , was , that , by Delay , He took the Fury of the War away ; And , by his Art of sitting still , had made The Plenty of the Tyrian Army fade . And , though an End , by Fighting , could not be Obtain'd , or Battel , he his Enemy Had by his Conduct lately overcome . Besides , the boasting Celtae towards Home Began to look : a People of a light , Unconstant Minde : Fierce , at the first , in Fight ; But , if withstood , soon quell'd . They griev'd to see A War should be maintain'd , from Slaughter free : ( A thing to them unknown ) and while they stood In Arms , their Hands were stiff , and dry from Blood . To add to this , an inward Grief , and Wound Of civil Envy , did his Thoughts confound ; For Hanno , thwarting all he did intend At Home , would not permit the Senate send , (b) (b) Hannibal , not able to obtain his Desire of Battel , ( the Hopes of which had till then kept his Army together ) had Thoughts of returning into France ( saith Livy , lib. 22. ) if the Consuls , that succeeded Fabius , had used the same Arts with him to avoid fighting . For Hannibal , strongly opposed at Home by Hanno's Faction , had no Supplies thence : and , in Italy most of the Cities opposing him , he could not finde Provisions to sustain his Men ; till the following Victory , at Cannae , gave Him all , that He wanted . To his Assistance , any Aids at all . Torn with these Cares , and fearing now the Fall Of his Affairs ; Iuno , who knew the Fate Of Cannae , and with future things elate , Him with fresh Hopes of Arms , and War inspires , And fills his Thoughts , again , with mad Desires . For (c) (c) The Sister of Dido . Anna , call'd from the Laurentine Lakes , In this mild Language her Instructions takes . There is a Youth , in Blood ally'd to Thee , Call'd Hannibal , and from our Belus he His Noble Name derives : make Haste away , And the rude Surges of his Cares allay ; Shake Fabius from his Thoughts , who is alone The Stop , that Italie's not overthrown . Fabius is now dismiss'd , with Varro he Hereafter must contend ; the War must be With Varro wag'd . Let him not wanting prove To Fate , but quickly all his Ensigns move : I will be present ; let him haste away To th' Iapygian Plains : there Trebia , And Thrasimonus Fates shall meet again . Anna a Neighbour to the Gods , that reign In those chast Woods , thus answers . It would be Unjust in Me , should I delay ( said She ) Your great Commands ; but yet permit , I pray , The Favours , to my antient Countrey , may With Caution be retain'd ; and that the Will , And Charge , of my dear Sister I fulfill . Though Anna be esteem'd Divine , among The Latine Deities , yet Time with long Ambages , turning , in Obscurity Hath drown'd the Reason of Antiquity ; Why Temples the Ausonians should ordain To Tyrian Pow'rs : Or why , where Trojans reign , Eliza's Sister should be there ador'd . But , keeping close to Time , I will record What antient Fame reports ; and , briefly , all The Story tell , from its Original . When Tyrian Dido , by her Trojan Guest , Forsaken was , and all her Hopes supprest : Within a secret Place , in Haste , with Cares , And Love , distract , a Fun'ral Pyle she rears ; Then takes the Sword ( that fatal Gift ) that by (d) (d) Aeneas . Her Husband fled was giv'n , resolv'd to dy : When strait Hyarbas , whom before She had Rejected , as a Lover , doth invade Her Kingdom , and his Arms , Victorious ( while Her Ashes yet were warm ) fix'd to the Pyle . Who durst , while thus the Nomades fierce King Prevail'd , to their Distress , Assistance bring ? Battus , by Chance , the Reins of Chief Command Over (e) (e) Cyrene , a City scituate between the great Syrt , and Marcotis , from which all that part of Libya is called Cyrenaica . Cyrene , with a gentle Hand Then held : this Battus was by Nature Kind , And Humane Chances easily inclin'd With Tears , to pity , and , at first , when Anne A Suppliant before Him came , began The fickle State of Kings to apprehend , And to relieve her , did his Hand extend . Here She two Harvests pass'd , but could no more Enjoy the Aid of Battus , and that Store His Bounty did afford : for then a Fame Was spread , Pygmalion to her Ruine came By Sea . She therefore from that Kingdom flies , And ( as if hated by the Deities , And no less hatefull to her self , that She Her Sister's Death , did not accompany ) By fatal Tempests , on the Sea , was tost , Till , with torn Sails , to the Laurentine Coast , She driven was , and , sadly Ship-wrack'd , there A Stranger to the People , Soil , and Air , A fearfull Tyrian stood , on Latine ground . When now behold Aeneas , having crown'd His Labours with a Kingdom , to the Place By Chance , with young Iülus came : His Face She quickly knew , and when he spy'd her there , Her Eys fix'd on the Earth , and full of Fear , Faln prostrate at Iülus Feet , whose Eys O'reflow'd with Pity , helping her to rise , To 's House , he with a gentle Hand convey'd , And when , with kind Reception , he 'd allay'd Her Fears of Danger , with a pensive Care , Desir'd unhappy Dido's Fate to hear . Then she , with Language fitted for the Time , And Tears her Words protracting , thus to him The Story told . Thou Goddess-born , alone , Wert the true Cause , my Sister , both her Throne And Life enjoy'd : her Death , and Fun'ral Fire ( Alass that I , in it , did not expire ) Can witness this : for when She could no more Behold thy Face , sometimes upon the Shore She sate , sometimes she stood , and , as her Eys Pursu'd the Winds , with loud , and mournfull Cries Aeneas call'd , and onely begg'd , that she Might in the Vessel bear thee Company . Soon after , troubled in her Thoughts , again She to her Marriage-Chamber runs amain , Where , as she enters , she is seiz'd with such A sudden Trembling , that she dares not touch Her Nuptial Bed : then , mad with her Embrace , The starry Image of I●lus Face She hugs , then Thine ; on which , at length , she dwells With fixed Eys , and her sad Story tells To Thee , and hopes an Answer to obtain . But , when Love lai'd all Hopes aside , again The House she quits , and flies unto the Shore , Hoping the shifting Winds might Thee restore . At length , fallacious Levity invites Her , ev'n to Magick Arts , and the dire Rites Of the Massilian Nation to descend . But Oh! What wicked Errours do attend Such Prophets ! while they Stygian Pow'rs allure From Hell , and promise to her Wounds a Cure . What a sad Act did I , deceiv'd the while , Behold ! She throws upon the horrid Pyle All Monuments , and fatal Gifts by Thee On her bestow'd . With that thus lovingly He interrupts her ; By this Land I swear ( Which in my Wishes you did often hear ) By mild I●lus Head ( to Her , and Thee Once held so dear ) I most unwillingly , Oft looking back , and troubled in my Mind , Your Kingdom left . Nor had I then declin'd My Marriage-Bed , had I not threatned bin By Mercury , who with his Hand Me in The Cabine plac'd , and drove into the Sea , With furious Winds , the flying Ship away . But why ( though all Advice is now too late ) Did you permit , at such a Time as that , That She , without a Guard , in Love should be So Furious ? In broken Murmurs she ( Among her many Sighs ) to this replies , With trembling Lips . I then a Sacrifice To Stygian Iove , and his Infernal Queen , To try , if my poor Sister might have been Eas'd in her Love-sick Mind , prepar'd , and to The Altars , with all Diligence , I drew The coal-black Lambs , with mine own Hand : for I , The Night before , was fill'd with Horrour , by A Dream : for thrice my Sister call'd on you With a loud Voice , thrice on Sychaeus ; who , Leaping for Joy , with a most chearfull Face ( I thought ) appear'd . But , while I strove to chace These Fancies from my Mind , and , as the Day Began , that what I saw , might prosper , pray The Gods ; She , Frantick , runs unto the Shore , And on the silent Sands , where you before Had stood , her frequent Kisses fix'd , and prest Your Foot-steps with a kind embracing Breast : As Mothers , late deprived of their Sons , Their Ashes hugg . From thence away she runs , Like a rude Bacchinal ) her Hair displai'd , To that high Pile , which she before had made , Of a vast Bulk , from whence she might explore All Carthage-City , with the Seas , and Shore . Then putting on the Phrygian Robe , and Chain , Enrich'd with Gems , when she to Mind , again , Had call'd the Day , wherein she first had seen These Presents , and the Banquets , that had been At your Arrival made , and how the long Labours of Troy you told , while on your Tongue , With Pity , her still-listning Ear depends ; Then to the Port her weeping Eys she bends ; And , Off'ring to the Gods , in Death , her Hair , Thus speaks . Ye Gods of lasting Night ! who are By our approaching Death much Greater made , Be Present , I beseech you ! and my Shade , O'recome with Love , and weary , now of Life , Receive , with kind Aspect , Aeneas Wife , And Venus Daughter ; who t' avenge the Guilt Of my Sychaeus Death , these Tow'rs have built Of lofty Carthage : now the Shade to you Of that great Body come . My Husband ( who Was fam'd for his kind Love ) perhaps Me there Expects , and would renew his former Care . This said , the Sword ( that fatal Sword ! ) which she Thought a sure Pledg of Dardane Love to be , Into her Breast she thrusts ; her Servants , who Beheld her , with sad Cries , and Shreeking , through The Palace run . The Noise , unhappy , I Receive , and , frighted to the Palace , fly . Like one distracted , with my Hands , my Face I tear , and strive to climb up to the Place . Thrice , with that Sword , I thought my self to kill , As oft I , sounding , on my Sister fell . But , when the Rumour of her Fate was spread Through all the Neighb'ring Cities , thence I fled To fam'd Cyrene , and , by Fate still cross'd , From thence upon your Coast , by Tempests toss'd , I now am cast . The Trojan Prince , inclin'd To Tears at this , resolv'd to be more kind To Her : and now all Sadness , Grief , and Care , Was lai'd aside , and Anne no longer there A Stranger seem'd to be . But , when the Night All things by Sea , and Land , had cover'd quite , Her Sister Dido seem'd with sad Aspect , These Words to Her , then sleeping , to direct . Can'st Thou ( Oh Sister ! ) can'st Thou long endure Within this Family ( Oh too secure ! ) T' indulge Thy self to Rest ? And dost not see What dangers Thee surround ? what Plots 'gainst Thee Are lai'd ? Or dost Thou not , yet , understand How fatal to Thy Kindred , and Thy Land The Trojans are ? So long as Sphears above , With Rapid Turning-round , the Stars shall move , And with her Brother's Light the Moon shall shine , Upon the Earth between the Trojan Line , And Tyrians , there shall be no Peace : Arise , Be gone from hence , * * Lavinia was the Daughter of King Latinus , whom Aeneas married . Lavinia's Jealousies Now secret Plots contrive , and in her Minde Something of Mischeif 'gainst Thee is design'd . Beside ( nor think that this is but a Dream ) Hard by , Numîcus , with a gentle Stream , From a small Fountain , through a Valley flows : Hast quickly thither , and Thyself dispose To Safety ; there the Nymphs , with Joy , shall Thee Receive into the Flood , and Thou shalt be , In Italy , Eternally Ador'd A Goddess . And , as Dido spake that Word , She vanish'd into Air. Anne , frighted by These Prodigies , awakes ; and instantly , Through Fear , cold Sweat o're all her Limbs is spread . Then , clad with a thin Garment , from her Bed She leaps , and through a Window , that was low , Into the open Fields doth , speedy , go : Untill Numîcus in his sandy Waves Receiv'd , and hid her in his Chrystal Caves . Now , when through all the World its Beams the Day Had spread , and in the Trojan Chambers they The Tyrian Lady miss'd , with Cries through all The Latian Fields they run , and Anna call . At length Her Footsteps to th' Neighb'ring Flood They follow , and , as there they Wond'ring stood , The River from his Chanel strait expell'd The Stream , and in the Bottom they beheld 'Mong the Coerulean Sisters , Anne , who broke Silence , and to the Trojans kindly spoke . Since that , when first the Year begins , is She Divinely worshipp'd through all Italy . When to this Fight that did so fatal prove To Italy , the spightfull Wife of Iove Had Her instructed , in her Chariot , light , Up to the Stars again she takes her Flight , Hoping full Draughts of Trojan Blood she may At length receive . The Lesser to obey The greater Goddess hasts , and strait to all , Besides , unseen , repairs to Hannibal . Sequestred from all Company , alone She finds Him , sadly ruminating on The dubious Event of His Affairs , And War , with anxious Sighs ; to ease His Cares With this kind Language She salutes Him . Why ( Most Mighty King of Cadmus Progeny ) Dost Thou persist to vex Thy self with Care ? Know , that the angry Gods appeased are To Thee : and now an Eye of Favour cast On th' Agenorides . Away , make haste ; Draw Thy Marmarick Forces out to fight . The Fasces now are chang'd , and Fabius quite , By a Decree of Senate , now hath lai'd The War , and Arms , aside : it may be said , With a Flaminius Thou hast now to do . Me the great Wife of Iove ( nor doubt it True ) To Thee hath sent , I , in th' Oenotrian Land Religiously ador'd , a Goddess stand , Sprang from Your Belus Blood . Then quickly go , And all the Thunder of War's Fury throw , Where high Garganus doth it self display Through I●pygian Fields unto the Sea ; The Place is not far distant , thither all Thy Ensigns bear ; that Rome , at length , may fall . This Victory shall Libya suffice . This said , into the Clouds again She flies . By these Assurances , of promis'd Praise , Doth Hannibal His Thoughts dejected raise : Great Nymph ( said He ) the Glory of Our Line ; Then whom by Us no Goddess more Divine Is held ! most happy with such Tidings fraught ! Thee ( after I victoriously have fought ) At Carthage , in a Marble Temple , I Will place , and , in her Statue , Dido , nigh To Thee , shall be ador'd . This said , He then , Full of glad Thoughts , thus animates his Men. Now all your tedious Cares , your Sense of ill , And slow-tormenting Pains of sitting-still ( My Souldiers ) lay aside . We have appeas'd The Wrath of Heav'n , the Gods with Us are pleas'd . Hence is it , that I Fabius can declare Discharg'd of his Command : the Fasces are In other Hands . Now let Me see those great , And valiant Acts , which oft , with so much Heat , You promis'd , when excluded from the Fight . Behold ! a Libyan Deity , this Night , Hath promis'd greater things , then We have done . Then pull Your Ensigns up , let Us march on After the Goddess , and that Land invade , That , by the Name of Diomed , was made Most fatal to the Phrygians . While they , Encourag'd thus , to Arpos march'd away , Varro , by stoln Plebeian Voices made A Consul , who the (f) (f) The Pulpit , wherein stood such , as spoke to the People in their Assemblies● Rostra did invade With Tyranny , opens a spacious Gate To Ruin , and draws on the Citie 's Fate . This Fellow , basely born , his Parent 's Name Unknown , into the (g) (g) The Pleading-Place . Forum , Bawling , came With an immodest Tongue , and made by Bribes , And Rapine rich , humour'd th' inconstant Tribes , By railing at the Senate , and so far Prevail'd in Rome , then shaken by the War ; That He ( by whom , had he with Victory Return'd , it had been Shame for Italy To be preserv'd ) of all Affairs the Weight Assum'd ; sole Arbiter of her great Fate . Him 'mong the Fabii , and those Names renown'd In War , the Scipios , and Marcellus crown'd With Spoils to Iove , blind Suffrages ( a Stain ) Plac'd in the (h) (h) The Romane Kalenders . Fasti , while the Love of Gain , And (i) (i) The Place where they Assembbled . Mars's Field , a greater Mischief bred For Cannae , then the Arms of Diomed. He , as he was Seditious , busie still To foment Envy , and devoid of Skill To plead , so was he weak in Martial Arts , And neither fam'd for Courage , nor for Parts To manage such Affairs , hop'd yet , among The Valiant , to be honour'd for his Tongue , And from the Rostra urgeth for a Fight . When therefore to the People , full of Spight , (k) (k) Varro was no sooner elected Consul , but he told the People , that the War had been brought into Italy by the Nobility , and would be kept in the Bowels of it , if the Fabii had the Command of their Armies . See Liv. Book 16. He had upbraided Fabius for Delay , Against the Senate too this boasting Plea He undertakes : (l) (l) A Compellation frequently used to the People by such as flatter'd them . Quirites ! You to whom Belongs the chief Command , to you I come , Your Consul , for Commission now to Fight . Shall I sit still , or , wandring o're the Height Of Hills , beneath me Garamantians see , And parched Moors to share in Italy ? Or shall I use that Sword , which now I wear , Giv'n by your Suffrage . Good Dictatour , hear What 't is the Martial People now command . It is their Will , that the Ausonian Land Be eas'd of Libya's War , and of the Fo. Do they to War precipitately go ; Who , having suffer'd much , now the third Year , With saddest Miseries consum'd appear ? Hast then , take Arms , brave men ; your sole Delay To Triumph , is a little March . That Day , Which first shews you the Fo , shall overthrow The Senate and the Libyan War . Then go With Speed ; I , bound in Latian Fetters , through The City Hannibal , in Fabius View , Will lead . This boasting said , out at the Gates , Rushing to Arms , he , strait , precipitates : Like one , that unacquainted with the Arts To guide a Chariot , from the Barriers starts ; Gives the full Reins with one , with to'ther Hand The Whip imploys , while he doth tott'ring stand Unequal to the Steeds : the Axel-tree , Press'd by th' ill-turning Wheels , appears to be On fire , and smoaks : the Chariot to , and fro , Is toss'd ; with it the Reins , entangled , flow . Paulus , ( who then for Peace , and War , was joyn'd His Colleague ) well perceiv'd the State inclin'd To Ruin , and , by his unhappy Sway , Its Strength , and Glory quickly would decay . But the unconstant Fury of the rude , And troubled People , and a (m) (m) After Paulus Aemylius had subdued King P●rs●us , and spoiled seventeen Cities in Illyrium , at his Return to Rome , the People accused him of converting much of the Booty to his own use ( as they did , a●terwards , Scipio Africanus ) since which time he never took any Publick Employment , till made Colleague with Varre . Wound renew'd Fresh in his Memory , Complaints supprest , And kept his swelling Griefs within his Breast . For when , in younger Years , he had subdu'd Illyrium , the envious Multitude Upon his Conquest foul Aspersions cast , And , with unjust Reports , his Laurel blast . Thence of the cruel People he did bear Still in his Mind a Rev'rential Fear . But , to the Gods ally'd , his Pedigree From Heav'n , by fam'd Progenitours , might be Deriv'd . His Chief , Amulius , could prove Assaracus his Ancestour ; he , Iove . And none deny'd , who Him in Arms had seen , That that His great Original had been . To Him , as then he was about to take The Field , and quit the Town , thus Fabius spake . If that thy greatest War thou dost believe To be with Hannibal , thou wilt deceive Thy Countrey , Paulus ( I am loth my Minde To speak thus freely ) but , I m'e sure , thou 'lt finde , Within the Camp , worse Conflicts , and a Fo More fierce , or I , in vain , have sought to know Events of War so long . I lately heard Him promise ( and , if I the Ruins fear'd , That we shall suffer , I could weary be Of Life , and my old Age ) so soon as He Could see him , he would fight the prosp'rous Fo. Oh Paulus , should the eager Libyan know This Speech , how near would our Destruction be ! I do believe , that now the Enemy Stands ready in the Plain , and hopes to finde Another Consul , of Flaminius Mind , To fall into his Hands . What men wil● Thou Provoke , mad Varro ? Or , unskilfull , how Canst thou , forthwith , their Camp , and Arms before Discover ? and , by thy Delays , explore , How much the Customs of the Fo may Thee Avail ? How great his Magazine may be ? Or what the Place's Nature ? Thou their kind Of Weapons soon wilt know , and Fortune finde Standing on all their Points . Paulus , thy just Resolves to all his devious Courses must Opposed be : if it be just in him T' afflict his Countrey , can it be a Crime In Thee to save it ? Hannibal is now Straitned for Victuals : His Associates grow Now weary of his Friendship , since the Heat Of War 's allai'd : here He finds no Retreat To better Quarters : here no Cities are , To whose Fidelity he can repair . Nor can he here recrui● his Youth again : (n) (n) When Hannibal marched from Rhedanus , his Army consisted of eight and thirty thousand Foot , and about eight thousand Horse : but , through the Difficulties which he encountred in his Passage over the Alpes , he scarce brought half of them into Italy . Polyb. lib. 3. Livy affirms , scarce a third part . Scarce a third part of all those men remain , That with him from Iberus came : Oh then Continue firm , and to our Wounds , agen The Med'cine of a Cautious War apply . If in the mean time Th' art invited by Any propitious Air , and Heav'n approve ; Near to thy better Fortune quickly move . Paulus , with Sadness , briefly thus again Answers . This Piety shall still remain With me : thy Minde ( unconquer'd General ) Against the Libyan I 'le still bear . Withall , I know there is such Reason to with-hold From Fight , that Hannibal , now waxing old , Through thy Delays , perceivs the War to be Almost suppress'd , and at a Stand : but see The sad Displeasure ! see the Wrath of Heav'n ! One Consul ( I believe ) to Rome is giv'n To ' ther to Carthage : He draws with Him all Affairs , and madly fears , that Rome should fall By any other Hand , then by His own : She , cruel , from the Tyrian Senate , none Could more destructive choose : no Warlike Steed ; To carry Him against the Fo , hath Speed Enough . It grievs Him , that His March should be Retarded , by the Night's Obscurity . With Swords half drawn He marches , that no Stay , To draw a Sword , His fighting may delay . But ye Tarpeian Rocks , and Tow'rs that be Sacred to Iove , through him ally'd to Me ! And my thrice happy Countrie 's Walls , which now I standing leave , the Witness of my Vow ! Where e're the common Safety calls me , I Will go , and greatest Dangers will defie ; But , if still deaf , to what I shall advise , The Camp will fight , I shall no longer prize Th' Enjoyment of my Sons , and dearest Home , Nor , like to Varro , me shall wounded Rome Returning see . Thus high in Discontent The Generals , both , to the Army went . The Libyan within th' Aetolian Plains ( As by His Dream advis'd ) encamp'd remains . Neither had Italy e're sent a Force Greater for Number , both of Foot , and Horse , Into the Field : for then they fear'd the Fall Both of the City , and the Nation ; all (o) (o) Varro having resolved to fight , wheresoever he met Hannibal , the People gave him an excessive Liberty to raise men : so that he had a greater Army , then ever the Romanes levied before ; to the number of eighty eight thousand men . See Plutarch in Fabio . Their Hopes upon one Battel did depend . Therefore the Faun-got Rutuli did send , Join'd with Sicanian Arms , their Sacred Bands Into the War . Those , that possess the Lands Of Daunus , and Laurentine Palaces , And fam'd Numicius Waters , join'd with these . From Castrum likewise , to the War , they came ; And Ardēa , once fatal to the (p) (p) Ardea , was a wealthy City of the Latines , ( distant from Rome eighteen Miles ) when Aeneas entred Italy , Turnus was King of it , who gave Battel to Aeneas , and was slain by him , Tarquimus Superbus besieged this City , when his Son left the Camp , and posted to Rome , to ravish Lucretia ; which not onely forced him to raise the Siege , but subverted his Dominion over the Romanes . See Liv. lib. 1. Name Of Phrygians ; and , Lavînum , where of old ( Built on a lofty Hill ) they did behold Great Iuno's Temple ; and , Collatia where Chast Brutus took his Birth : with those , that are Wont to frequent Diana's cruel (q) (q) Diana's Grove near Aricia , a Town scituate behinde the Alban Hill , upon the Via Appia . In this Grove Numa pretended his Private Conference with the Nymph Egeria . Grove ; And that the Mouth o' th' (r) (r) Tiber. Tyrrhen River love . They likewise , that in Almo's warmer Stream Cherish (s) (s) Almo , a small Brook , that flows into Tiber ; wherein , once a year , the Image of Cybele was washed . Cybele , to the Army came . Thy Tybur too , Catyllus , muster'd ; and (t) (t) Praeneste , built by Praenestus , the Son of Latinus , and Nephew to Vlysses , and Circe : where there was a Temple Dedicated to Fortune , and famous for its Oracles . Praeneste , that upon an Hill doth stand , Sacred to Fortune ; and Antemna , fam'd : Before Crustumium , from the River nam'd . With the Labîci , skill'd to Plow , and those , That dwell where now Imperial Tiber flows ; With Anyo's Neighbours , and the People , where The Fields with cold Simbrivium water'd are ; And the Aequicolae , for Tillage known . Their Captain , Scaurus was ; whose Chin the Down Then newly cover'd : but his rising Worth Began to future Times to set him forth . These were not wont with Steel to point the Spear , Or Quivers full of winged Shafts to bear ; Piles , and short Swords , they love : their Heads with Brass Defended are , their Crests all else surpass . But those , which Setia , that 's reserv'd alone For Bacchus Table , and (u) (u) The Velitrini , upon the Confid●nce of a Prophesie , that told them , a Citizen of their City should one day obtain the Dominion over all Italy , did very often contend with Rome : but were still worsted ; untill Augustus , who was born there , obtaining the Empire , fulfilled the Prophesie . Velitrae , known By many Battels , from her Valley sent , With such as Cora listed , and that went From Signia , full of hurtfull Wines ; with those , Where the black Fen of Satura o'reflows The Pontine Level , with a noisom Flood ; Which , running through the Fields , all stain'd with Mud , Vfens within his Chanel strait collects : And with the Slime the Neighb'ring Sea infects , Were under valiant Scaevola's Command ; Who , Great in 's Ancestours , nor of that Hand Unworthy held , whose honour'd Figure He , Carv'd in his Target , wore : where they might see The flaming Altars , 'midst the Tyrrhen Bands , Now angry with himself , bold (x) (x) Mutius Scaevola , who , when Rome was besieged by Tarquinius Superbus , and Porsenna , issued out of the City by night , resolving to kill Porsenna , and passing , disguised , through the Guards , coming into his Tent , not knowing the King , slew one of his Nobles , and finding immediatly his Errour , in a Rage , burnt his Hand , for the Mistake . Liv. lib. 1. Mutius stands , And Valour , in his Image , seem'd to be Turn'd into Rage : Porsenna , instantly , Having escap'd the Blow , to Arms returns , While He his erring Hand , for Anger , burns . Then , from the fam'd Circaean Hills , and from Anxur ( high-standing on a Rock ) they come : With those , that Plow the Hernick Stony Fields , And fair Anagnia , that such Plenty yields Of Wheat . But Sylla the Terentines , joyn'd With Privernates , led . Then , those , that shin'd In their bright Arms , from Sora lately sent . Next these , the Fabraterian People went , And Scaptian Youth . Atina too was there , From her cold Hill ; and Suessa , worn with War : And , from the Plough , Trusino , not to be Esteem'd , as weak . But those , that Lyris see , Mixing his sulph'rous Waters with the cold Fibrenus , and , with silent Streams , by old Arpinum glides ; with the Venafrian Bands , And him , that with the Larinates Hands Brings his Auxiliaries , and the vast Aquinum of her Men doth quite exhaust , Tullius to War , in brasen Arms , did bring : A Noble Youth , that did from Tullus spring , And of so great a Wit , that Fate ordain'd , That He should give to the Ausonian Land (y) (y) Marcus Tullius Cicero , The famous Oratour . One of his Race , that should be understood Beyond the Indies , and their famous Flood Of Ganges : whose great Voice the World should fill ; Who , by the Thunder of his Tongue , should still The Noise of War ; nor shall Posterity Er'e hope the like , for Eloquence , to see . But from Theramnean Blood , of Clausus , sprung , Inimitable for ●rave Deeds , among The Chief , was (z) (z) Vid. Lib. 15. Nero : Him the Troops , that came From Amiternum , and , which takes her Name From Bactrians , Casperula , with all From Foruli , and , which we Sacred call To th' Mother of the (a) (a) Cybele . Gods , Reate , and Nursia , that as besieg'd by Frosts doth stand , And Troops from Tetricus cold Rock , to th' Field Attend , all arm'd with Lances , and their Shield Made , Globe-like , round : no Plumes their Helmets bear , And their left Legs with (b) (b) This kind of Armour on the left Legs , was peculiar to the Sabines , among the Italians ; and Aetolians , among the Greeks . Boots defended are . These , as they Joyfull march'd , some Praises sung To Thee , great (c) (c) Sanctus was the Father of Sabus . Sanctus ( for from Thee they sprung ) Some , Sabus , honour Thee , who first of all Thy People , from Thy Name , didst Sabines call . But Curio , rough with 's scaly Coat of Mail , And on his Helmet's Crest an Horses Tail , Into the War so great Assistance brings ; That not the Raging Sea more num'rous flings Its foaming Billows up : nor Bands more light , And Active , when She imitates a Fight , Riding through num'rous Troops , with Moon-like Shields , (d) (d) Amazon . The Warlike Maid leads through the Scythian Fields , And makes Thermodoon , and the Earth , resound The Noise . Here those , that in thy Stony Ground , Numana , dwell , and those , that near the Shore With flaming Altars , (e) (e) Iuno , who had there a Temple . Cupra , Thee adore , Were to be seen . They likewise thither send , Their Aids , who the Truentine Tow'rs defend By the adjoyning River , and the Sun , From their bright Targets , by Reflexion , At Distance , rais'd a bloody Light : and there Ancon as rich in Purple did appear , As are the Libyan , or Sidonian Looms . Then , water'd by Vomanus , Adria comes . And , near to them , the Ensigns they behold Of churlish Asculum , which ( fam'd of old ) Vepîcus , sprung from Saturne , built : Him , by Her Charms , Phoebean Circe forc'd to fly , Depriv'd of his own (f) (f) Turned into a Wood-pecker by Circe . Figure through the Air , With yellow Plumes . Once the Pelasgi there Inhabited , and Aesis ( as by Fame We learn ) their Ruler was , and left his Name Unto the River , and his People all Began Asili , from himself , to call . Nor , coming from their hollow Hills , with worse Supplies , did Vmbrian Swains the Camp enforce . These Aesis , Sapis , and , with rapid Waves , Roll'd over lofty Rocks , Metaurus Laves : Clitumnus too , that Bulls for Sacrifice Washeth in Sacred Streams ; and Nar , that flies Foaming to Tiber ; and , whose Waters run Ingloriously , Tinia , and Rubicon , With Clavis , and which , from the Senones , Was Senna call'd : but Tyber , 'midst of these , With Banks unshaken , near th' Imperial Walls , Swells high , and thence into the Ocean falls . Their Cities , Arna , and Mevania , rich In spacious Meads , Hispellum , Narnia , which Upon a steep , and rocky Hill doth ly ; Inginum too , of old infected by Moist Clouds ; and , lying in an open Plain , Fulginia , wanting Walls . Near these remain A warlike People , Amerini nam'd : And Camers , near to them , for Arrows fam'd ; With wealthy Sarfina , renown'd for Store Of Milk ; and the Tudertes , that adore The God of War . These , a stout Race of Men , Contemning Death , were led by Piso , then A Youth , and there in such an Habit shin'd ; But equalling , by his sagacious Mind , The Antient , and in Policy his Years Excelling , at the Armie's Head appears In Parthian-painted Arms , and Golden Chain ; Whose Gems a Lustre cast through all the Plain . But then a Legion of Hetrurian Bands , Compleat , stout Galba ( a great Name ) commands : From Cretan Minos He his Pedigree Deriv'd , and from Lustfull - Pasiphae , (g) (g) Silius , in this , agrees with Virgil , in his Bucolicks , that the Bull fled from Pasiphae ; till Daedalus made a Cow of Wood , where in the Qu. was enclosed , and the Bull deluded . So hated by the Bull ; and from that Line His Noble Ancestours in Order shine . Then Cere chosen Bands , Cortona then ( Proud Tarcon's Family ) send chosen Men ; With old Graviscae , Alsium , by thy Streams Grecian Alesus , lov'd , and that , which seems Besieg'd by a rude Plain , Fregellae : nor Was Fesula ( the Fam'd Interpreter Of Thunder ) wanting , with her Sacred Bands . And , near to them , Clusinum Muster'd stands , Once a great Terrour to the Walls of Rome ; When thou , Porsenna , Arm'd , didst thither come , And didst endeavour to restore , in vain , Th' expell'd Tarquinii to the Throne again . Then Luna , from her Snow-white Quarries , prest Her lab'ring Youth : Luna , before the rest , Fam'd for her spacious Port ; which can contain Ships without Number , and shuts in the Main . Not far from these , the Vetulonian Band ( The Glory once of the Maeonian Land ) Which first ordain'd twelve Fasces to precede The Consuls ; and , to strike a silent Dread , As many Axes added : it was She , That first adorn'd with polish'd Ivory Triumphal Chairs : Her Nobles first array'd In Tyrian Purple , and that Trumpets made Courage by them in Battel to enflame . Next these the Nepesinian Cohorts came , And Just Falisci ; and , Flavinia , those , That keep thy Fires . Near whom Sabaca goes , In Fens abounding ; and , that near thy Lake , Cimînus , dwell ; with them , that Sutrium take For their Abode ; and those , that to the Rites Of Phoebus high Soracte oft invites : Caps of the Skins of Beasts their Heads defend ; Two Darts they carry , and their Spears commend Before the Lycian Bows . These , all in War Most expert : but the Marsian People are Not onely Valiant ; but can likewise Charm To sleep the banefull Adder , and disarm The Viper of her Teeth , by Herbs , and Spells . Anguitia first ( as Fame the Story tells ) Oëtes Race , those hurtfull Simples shew'd , And with her Touch , all Poison's Force subdu'd . She from her Sphear could shake the Moon , and Floods Stop with her Voice ; and , calling down the Woods , The Mountains naked make . But , full of Dread , (h) (h) Who being vanquished by Apollo , in his Contention of Musick , had his Skin strip'd over his Ears . Marsyas , when he the Phrygian Creni fled By Sea , unto that People gave his Name ; When , with a Lute , Apollo overcame His shrill Mygdonian Flute . The Chief of all Their Ci●ies they , from antient Marus , call Marruvium ; and , for Corn in moister Fields , More inward , Alba store of Apples yields . The rest were little Towns obscure in Fame ; But in their Numbers greater , then their Name . 'Mong which , Pelignus , and cold Sulmo sent Their Cohorts ; nor , then these , less diligent Were those of Cales , born , near them in Blood , From Calaïs ( as by Fame 't is understood ) The Noble Founder of a City fair , Whom Orithyia ( ravish'd through the Air ) For Boreas nurs'd in Getick Caves . No less Active in War , then these , Vestini press Their Youth , inur'd to Hardship by the Chase Of salvage Beasts . They likewise War imbrace , That in thy Tow'rs , Fiscellus , dwell : and , now , They also arm , that fertile Pinna mow ; And thy rich Meads , Avella , that so soon Sprout up : and then in Emulation Of the Frentani , the Marrucins drew Corfinium's People , and Theate too . All these , with Rustick Weapons arm'd for Fight , Could , with their Slings , a Bird , in highest Flight , Strike down : the Skins of Bears , about their Breast , In Hunting kill'd , they wear . And now the rest , That were for Wealth , or Ancestours renown'd , In all the Tract of the Campanian Ground , Appear in Arms , or their Assistance send . The Osci in their Neighb'ring Plains attend Th' Arrival of the Generals : and there Warm Sinuessa , and Vulturnum , were ; Whose River like a Torrent falls into The Sea ; and , whom her (i) (i) Amyclae , a City of the Sabines , having had frequent false Alarms of their Enemies Approach , that they might be no more disturbed , made a Law , That none should any more dare to give the Alarm . The Enemy coming , no man daring to violate the Edict , the City was taken . Silence overthrew , Amyclae . Fundi , and Cajeta , where Lamus was King . Thy People too were there , (k) (k) The Bay of Cajeta . Antiphates , that 's by the Sea comprest . And , which the rotten Fens , and Pools invest , Linternum : and the Cumae , that of old , Conscious of Fate , all future things foretold . There was Nuceria , there was Gaurus , good For Shipping ; there , deriv'd from Grecian Blood , With many Souldiers was Parthenope , With Dicarchenian Bands : and Alliphe , And (l) (l) Where Marcellus gave Hannibal a notable Repulse . Nola ; to the Libyan hard to pass . Slighted for Clanius , there Acerrae was : There the Serrastes : there were to be seen Mild Sarnus Riches , and the Troops had been Listed in Phlegra , fat with Sulphure ; and Misenus , and the Ithacesian Band Of Baius , burning with the (m) (m) Giants there vanquished , and buried by Hercules . Giant 's Breath . Not Prochyte , nor , which Typhaeus Death In sulph'rous Flames , Inarime , beheld , Nor ancient Telo's Stony Isle , this Field Avoids . But thither doth Calatia , from Her little Walls , thither Surrentum come ; And , poor in Corn , Avella . But , of all The Chief was Capua ; that , too Prodigal ( Alass ! ) not knowing in Prosperity To keep a Mean , was lost in Luxury . These for the future War by Scipio form'd ; He gave them Piles ; and then with Iron arm'd Their Breasts : from Home , ( as was their Father's Wont ) They lighter Weapons , Shafts of Cornel , blunt , Without an Head of Steel , but hardned by The Fire , with Hurl-Bats , which they can let fly , And , with a String , retire , as they invade The Fo , and Axes for the Countrey made . Nor was he wanting , 'midst them all , to shew Great Signs of future Praise . Sometimes He threw An hardned Stake , or leap'd a Trench to scale A Wall , or , arm'd , by Swimming would prevail Against impetuous Streams : these great , and bold Examples of His Valour all behold . Oft , in the open Plain , with wondrous Speed Would he out-run the spur'd , and fleetest Steed : Oft , cross the Camp , would He a Jav'lin throw , Or weighty Stone . He had a Martial Brow ; His Hair was soft , and gentle , which behind Hung in long Tresses ; His Aspect was kind , And gentle ; and His Eys a pleasing Dread With sparkling Raies , on the Beholders , shed . (n) (n) The Samnites often rebelled against the Romanes , and , after this Defeat , discovered their antient Enmity , by revolting to Hannibal . Samnis was likewise there , not yet inclin'd To Hannibal , yet keping in her Mind Her antient Anger ; Batulum , and those , That dwell where Mucra by Liguria flows . With them , that Bovianian Caves frequent , Or Caudine Straits , and which Esernia sent , Or Rufre ; or , obscure Herdonia , from Thy Fields , soon after (o) (o) Herdonia was burned by Hannibal , fearing it would revolt to the Romanes , and the chief Citizens slain , for having had Conference with Fulvius . See Liv. lib. 27. wasted , armed come . Alike in Courage , there , the Brutii stand , With them from Lucane Hills , a lusty Band ; And Hirpine Youth , who , cover'd o're with Hides Of Beasts , and Darts , like Bristles by their Sides , Are all by Hunting fed ; and , ever , dwell In Caves , and in a River Thirst expell , And get their Sleep with Labour . Calaber , And the Salentine Cohorts , added are To them ; near whom Brundusium doth stand , A famous Period to th' Italian Land . A Legion bold Cethegus there commands , Of Social Aids , and intermingled Bands . Now , from Leucosia's Rocks , the Souldiers shew Themselves , and from Picentian Pesto too , And from Caryllae , that soon after fell By Hannibal's dire Rage : with those , that dwell Near Silarus , where Fame reports , the Flood To turn to hardest Stone the drowned Wood : He both the stout Salernian Fauchion , and Th' unpolish'd Club , that , fitted to his Hand , The strong Buxentian us'd , commends . While he ( As was the Custom of his Family ) His Arm bar'd to the Shoulder , joy'd to ride A stubborn Horse , and in his hard Mouth try'd His Strength of Youth , by Wheeling to ▪ and fro . And you , ye wasted Nations of the Po , Your Vows then by the Gods neglected , all Rush into Arms , by Fate decreed to fall . Placentia , ruin'd by the War , contends With Mutina , and (p) (p) Where Virgil was born . Mantua , that sends Her Levies , sought Cremona to excell : Fam'd Mantua , where the Thespian Sisters dwell ; Which , Emulous of Smyrna's (q) (q) Homer Muse , is prais'd For Audine Songs , and to the Stars is rais'd . The next , by Athesis encompass'd , went Verona ; and Faventia , diligent Still to preserve the Pines , that Crown her Fields : Vercellae ; and Pellentia , that yields Store of black Wooll ; and Ocnus Family , Which against Turnus once assisted Thee , Aeneas ; and Bononia , that lyes Near little Rhene : with him , that lab'ring plies , With pond'rous Oars , the muddy Streams , that by Ravenna flow , which 'mong the Fens doth ly . Then , sprang , of old , from the Euganean Land , ( Antenor's Countrey ) came a Trojan Band. There Aquileia , with Venetian Arms , Are eager for the Fight : there the Alarms O' th' Fo , the swift Ligurians attend ; And , scatter'd on the Rocks , Vageni send Their hardy Nephews , there ordain'd to be The Honour of the Libyan's Victory . Brutus , in whom these People , all , repose Their greatest Confidence , their Leader goes Into the Field , and 'gainst the Enemy Excites their Rage . A pleasant Gravity Adorn'd his Fore-head , and a serious Mind With Valour , not to Cruelty inclin'd . Th' unpleasant Praise of churlish Rigour He Did not affect , or harsh Austerity , Nor Glory by ●inister Courses sought . To these three thousand expert Archers , brought From flaming Aetna , the (r) (r) King Hieron . Sicilian King , Most faithfull , adds : but Il●a did not bring So many men ; and yet She did afford Her Cohorts , which , selected for the Sword , And arm'd with Native Mettle , thither came : They Varro's Zeal to fight would hardly blame , Whoe're so many Arms at once beheld . Such Numbers rag'd through the Rhaetéan Field ; When Troy the great Mycenae did invade , And , when a thousand Ships their Anchors weigh'd , And sail'd through Hellespont . So soon as they Arriv'd at Cannae , where the Ruins lay Of an old City , they encamp'd , and there Their most unhappy Ensigns fix'd : nor were The Gods then wanting to foreshew to all Those Ruins , that soon after did befall . Th' affrighted Souldiers see their Piles to burn , The Turrets on the Rampires overturn , And fall . Garganus , from a lofty Crown , Trembling , the Woods , and Forests , tumbles down . From his deep Bottom Aufidus began Panting to roar : amidst the Ocean , Remote Ceraunian Rocks with Flames affright The trembling Mariners ; and then , the Light With sudden Stygian Darkness cover'd o're , Calabrian Sipus Gropes for Land , and Shore , The Owl with fatal Houting oft alarms The Camp , ev'n at the Gates ; and Bees , in Swarms , Like Clouds , involve the Eagles : in the Air Comets , the Fall of Kings , with flaming Hair , Shine fatally : and salvage Beasts by Night Break through the Camp , and Works , and , in the sight O' th' frighted Souldiers , through the Neighb'ring field Scatter the Limbs o' th' Centinel they kill'd : Deluded by the Image of their Fear , From their dark Graves , the Ghosts of Gauls appear To break : and then the high Tarpeian Rock , As torn from its Foundation , often shook : The Temples of the Gods with Streams of Blood Were wet : Quirinus Statue , as it stood , Wept largely : Allia , greater then before , Swells higher then the Banks : the Alps no more Stand still , nor Apennine , which Night , and Day , Shook with vast Ruptures , and where Libya Extended lyes , ev'n from the very Pole , 'Gainst Italy , the flaming Meteors roll . Such horrid Thunder-Claps the Heav'ns above Divide , that they detect the Face of Iove . The Lemnian God his Lightning likewise threw From Aetna , and , as broken Quarries flew Up to the Clouds ( as in the Giant 's Wars ) Knock'd his Phlaegraean Head against the Stars . But , 'midst them all , as conscious of the Fight , He looks , and Sense-distracted with the Fright , With horrid Cries the Camp a Souldier fills , And , panting , thus express'd the future Ills. Spare us , ye cruel Gods ! the Fields I see Too little for the Heaps of Slaughter be . Through thickest Ranks the Libyan Captain flies , And His swift Chariot over Companies Of Men , and Arms , drives on , and drags along Their Limbs , and Ensigns : while the wind , with strong Impetuous Blasts , a furious War doth make Against our Eys , and Faces ▪ From thy Lake ( Sad Thrasimen ! ) unmindfull of his Years , In vain , Servilius , now reserv'd appears . Whither ! Oh whither , is 't that Varro flies ! Oh Iove ! among the Stones , see ! Paulus lies , The last great Hope of Rome's declining State : These Ruins , Trebia , now , exceed thy Fate . Behold , a Bridg is made of Bodies flain , And silent Aufidus into the Main Rolls mangled Corps : o're all the Plains I see The Elephants insult with Victory . Our Consul's Axes , and our Fasces , stain'd With Blood , a Tyrian Lictor in his Hand , After our Custom , bears . To Libya The Pomp of Romane Triumph's born away . Oh Grief ! Yet this , ye Gods , that we behold , Is your Command : while by congested Gold , Torn from left Hands , victorious Carthage sees (s) (s) Mago sent to Carthage with the Tidings of this Victory , carryed with him a Bushel ( saith Livy , others more ) of Gold Rings , then worn onely by Romane Gentlemen . The Measure of the Romane Miseries . The End of the Eighth Book .
In Vacuas vitam senior disperserat auras . At Solimus simul ense fodit praecordia et atrum Sustentans vulnus , mananti sanguine signat In cl●peo mandata Patris , fuge praelia Varro Ac summi tegmen suspendit Cuspide teh Defletumque super prostemit membra Pa●entē .

Honoratissimo Domino Dno. Thomae Comiti Southampton ; Baroni Wriothesley de Tichfeild , Sum̄o totius Angliae Thesaurario c Sanctioribus Regis Caroli 2 ●i . Consilijs ▪ atque Inclyti Ordinis Periscelidis Equiti &c. Tabula sum̄a cum observantia DDD .

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Ninth Book . THE ARGUMENT . The Consul Paulus , as advis'd , declines The Fight , forbidden by unhappy Signs . Rash Varro urgeth for a Day . A Son , In that sad Night , before the Day begun , His Father , flying from the Libyan Side , Vnhappy kills ; who bids him , as he dy'd , Forewarn the Romanes to avoid the Fight : His Son this Warning on his Shield doth write , And kills himself for Grief . The fatal Field Is fought ; the Romans miserably kill'd● The Libyans have the Day . While 'fore his Eys His Men are slain , the Coward Varro flies . WHILE Italy , thus vext with Prodigies , The Signs ( in vain ) of future Ruin sees , Discover'd by the Gods , as if they might Prove happy Omens of the following Fight ; The Consul , waking , spends the Night : and , now , Throws in the Dark his Jav'lins ; then , as slow , Upbraids his Colleague ; and , while yet 't was Night , Would have the Trumpets sound a Charge , and fight The Libyans , no less eager to engage . Urg'd by the adverse Fates , with sudden Rage , Out from the Camp they sally , and begin To Skirmish . For the Macae , that had bin Disperst , for Forage , through the Neighb'ring Plain , A winged Showr of Shafts , like sudden Rain , Pour on the Romanes : and , before the rest , Mancînus ( who to be the first had prest , To dip in Hostile Blood his Weapon ) dy'd : And with him many gallant Youth beside . Nor yet , though Paulus , sadly , did declare , How cross the Auspicies , and Entrails were , Would Varro from the Battel have abstain'd , (a) (a) It had antiently been a Custom amo●g the Romanes , where both the Consuls were together , to command alternately , by Moneths ; but Varro , and Paulus , had otherwise agreed to command the Army by Alternate Daies . Paulus , on his Day , kept the Army from engaging ; but soon as Varro took his turn , he , without consulting his Colleague , immediately gave Battel to the Libyans . Unless the Lot , by which they did command The Camp , by Turns , had thwarted his Desire , And forc'd the hasty Fates a while retire . But yet , no longer , then a Day , could be Between a thousand Deaths , and their Decree Allow'd . Into the Camp the Troops return Again : while Paulus ceaseth not to mourn , Seeing the Reins of the next Day 's Command Were to be trusted in a frantick Hand ; And , that those Souls were , then , preserv'd in Vain From Slaughter . For enrag'd , and mad again , For that he had the Battel then delai'd , Dost Thou , thus now , Aemilius ( Varro said ) Thy Gratitude , and the Reward repay Of that thy guilty Head ? Or else have they From Thee deserved such a base Return ; Who snatch'd Thee from the Laws , and threatning Urn ? Command them to surrender to the Fo Their Arms , and Swords ; or , when to fight they go , Cut all their Right-Hands off . But you , whom I Have often Weeping seen , commanded by The Consul to retire , or shun the Fo , No more expect the Signal , when you go To fight , or slow Commands : let ev'ry Man Be his own Leader , and go boldly on In his own Ways . When first the Sun shall shed His Morning Rays upon Garganus Head , These Hands the Ports shall open for you all : Then charge them quickly , and this Day recall , Which you have lost . Thus he , with mad Desires , To Fight , the discontented Camp inspires . When Paulus , not the same in Mind , or Face : But , as if , after Fight , he 'd seen the Place Strew'd with his slaughter'd Friends ; and , as if there In View the Miseries ensuing were : As when all Hope of her Son's Life is past , In Vain , his yet-warm Body , in her last Embrace , a Mother huggs , and seems to be Sensless with Grief . By Rome's dear Walls ( said He ) So often shaken ! by those Souls , which now Night with a Stygian Shade surrounds , and know No Guilt , forbear I pray , to run upon Your Ruin , till the Wrath of Heav'n be gone , And Fortune's Fury be consum'd . 'T will be Enough , if our New Men shall dare to see The Fo without a Fear ; or if , at all , They will endure the Name of Hannibal . Saw'st thou not , when , within the Neighb'ring Plain , His Voice was heard , how soon the Blood again From their Pale Faces fled ? and how their Arms Fell down before the Trumpets shrill Alarms ? Fabius , as you suppose , was dull , and slow , To Fight ; yet all those Souldiers , that did go With those blam'd Ensigns , now in Arms appear : So do not those , that with Flaminius were . But Heav'n avert such things ! and , if you are Resolv'd my Counsell to resist , and Pray'r ; Yet hearken to the Gods : for know , of old , This the Grynaean (b) (b) Sibylla , called Grynaea , from an Attribute of Apollo , who inspired her . Prophetess foretold To all the World , in former Ages ; Thee , And this thy Headlong Rage , presaging , She Divulg'd : and , as another Prophet , now , I plainly to thee here thy Fate avow ; Unless to Morrow's Ensigns be by thee Restrain'd , Thou , with our Blood , wilt ratifie The Sybil's Words : nor shall these Fields be fam'd ( If thou persist ) from Diomed , but nam'd FATAL , from thee . Thus Paulus , in whose Eys , Enflam'd with Grief , the Tears began to rise . And then a wicked Errour stain'd the Night ; For Satricus , made Captive in a Fight In Libya , to Xantippus was a Slave ; Who him ( for 's Valour priz'd ) soon after gave To th' Autololian King . At Sulmo he An House possess'd , and left two Sons to be There Nurtur'd by their Mother : one they call Mancînus ; t' other Solymas , to all Known for his Trojan Name : for his Descent Was Dardane , and his Ancestour , who went After Aeneas Fortune , built , and Wall'd A City fair , which Solymon he call'd , From his own Name , and , 'mong Italians fam'd , By them , corruptly now , is Sulmo nam'd . This Satricus , the Autololian King , Among his Barbarous Troops , did thither bring , And , on Occasion , us'd him there to teach Getulians to know the Latine Speech . But , when he found a Possibility Pelignian Walls , and 's Native Home to see , To second his Attempt , he takes the Night , And quits by Stealth the Camp . Yet in his Flight He took no Arms ; being fearfull to betray Himself by 's Shield , and Naked went away . But , when the Spoils , and Dead within the Field , He spy'd ; Mancînus strip'd : his Arms , and Shield , He strait puts on , by which his former Fear Was lightned : but the Body , which he there Had Naked made , and he , whose Spoils he wore , Was his own Son , there slain not long before , By a fierce Macian Fo: Night growing on , 'Bout the first Sleep , behold ! his other Son ( Young Solymus ) appointed , by his Fate , Then to relieve the Watch , without the Gate , From the Ausonian Camp , advanc'd with Speed , To seek , among the Heaps o' th' scatter'd Dead , Mancînus Body , and by Stealth Interr His dearest Brother : but he had not far Advanc'd , when arm'd from the Sidonian Side , Coming up to him , he a Man espy'd ; With which surpriz'd , into thy Tomb he flies ( Aetolian (c) (c) A Companion of Diomed's , buried there . Thoas ) and there Skulking lies . But when he saw no Souldiers in the Rear , And that alone i' th' Dark he wandred there , Out from the Sepulchre he leaps , and throws At 's Father's Naked Back , as on he goes , A Jav'lin , not in vain . His Father , who Thought that some Tyrian Troop did him pursue , And gave the Wound , about him look'd , to know The Authour of that unexpected Blow ; But , when , with Speed , the Conquerour advanc'd , And from the Arms , well-known , a Lustre glanc'd , And , as the Moon did then Assistance yield , He plainly saw , it was his Brother's Shield . Enflam'd with Rage , I 'me not thy Son ( said He ) Oh Satricus of Sulmo ! Nor should be Mancînus Brother : nor deserve a Name Among those Nephews , that directly came From Dardan Solymus ; should I now thee Permit ( false Libyan ) with Impunity To 'scape this Hand . Shall I endure thee wear My Brother's Spoils before my Face ? or bear The Arms of a Pelignian House away , While I survive , or , guilty , see the Day ? No ( my dear Mother ) these I 'le bear to Thee , A gratefull Present , and most fit to be A Comfort to thy Griefs , for thy lost Son ; That thou may'st them for ever fix upon His Sepulchre : and , as he spake that Word Aloud , he rush'd upon him with his Sword . But , Satricus , who now could hardly stand , And faintly held his Weapon in his Hand , Hearing his Countrey nam'd , his Wife , and Sons , And Arms , cold Horrour through his Members runs , And stupifies his Sense : his dying Mouth , At length , this Language to the Furious Youth Breaths forth ; O spare thy Hand , I pray thee , spare ; Not that I beg for longer Life ; it were A Sin in me to ask it : but the Stain Of this my Blood , I wish may not remain Upon thy Hand . I am that Satricus , Captive to Carthage , sprung from Solymus , Now to my Countrey , by the Tyrian brought . I know , my Son , 't was not in thee a Fault , When first thou didst thy Spear against me throw : I was a Libyan then ; but from the Fo I fled to you , and hasted now to see My dear Wife's Face , prevented thus by Thee . This Target , as I came , I took away From thy dead Brother ; but be sure to lay This with his Arms , excus'd , upon his Tomb : But , first be carefull , soon as Thou shalt come Into the Camp , my last Advice to bear To Gen'ral Paulus , that he have a Care Still to protract the War , and Fight decline With Hannibal ; whose Auguries Divine Swell Him with Hopes , that He shall shortly see An Immense Slaughter . But , let Varro be , I pray , restrain'd : For he , as Fame doth tell , Is eager still your Eagles to impell . 'T is a great Comfort , as my Life now ends , That I have giv'n this Warning to my Friends . But thy last Kisses , now , bestow upon Thy Father lost , and found at once , my Son . Thus as he spake , his Helmet off he cast , And , with his trembling Arms , the Neck embrac'd Of 's Son ; amaz'd , and strove , with Words , his Shame To cure , and to excuse the Weapon's Blame , That gave the Wound . Who knows ( said he ) my Son , Or who can testifie what we have done ? Doth not the Night conceal the Errour ? Why Dost tremble so ? Thy Breast more close apply To mine . Why dost thou at such Distance stand ? Ev'n I , thy Father , do absolve thy Hand , And pray , my Labours ending , it may close Mine Eys . The Youth , opprest with sudden Woes , Gave no return of Words to what he said : But , sighing deeply , labour'd to have staid His Blood , and ( strangely weeping ) to have bound , With his torn Shirt , the deep-inflicted Wound . At length , among his many Sighs , thus he Breaks into sad Complaints . Doth Fortune Thee ( Dear Father ) to thy Countrey , and to Us , Thus bring again ? Or doth She , cruel , thus Me to my Father , Him restore to Me ? Happy my Brother was , thrice happy He , Who thought our Father was destroy'd by Fate : But I , by Tyrians untouch'd , too late Now know him by a Wound . It would have been At least some Comfort , Fortune , to my Sin , Had it been still left doubtfull : but my Woes No longer shall be left to the Dispose Of the unequal Gods . While his Complaints , Distracted , thus he vents , his Father faints Through loss of Blood , and into empty Air His Life resolves : the Youth , with sad Despair , Then lifting to the Stars his Eys ; Thou Moon , Who art sole Witness of what I have done , By this polluted Hand ; who by thy Light Did'st guid my fatal Jav'lin , in its Flight , Into my Father's Body : these mine Eys , And cursed Sight ( said He ) while in the Skies Thou reign'st , no more shall thee contaminate . With that his Sword his Breast doth penetrate ; Yet he endeavour'd to sustain the Wound , Till , the Blood largely-flowing , on the Ground , His Father's last Commands he thus did write Upon his Target , VARRO , SHUN THE FIGHT , Then on his Jav'lin's Point his Shield he hung , And himself , dying , on his Father flung . The Gods these Omens , of the following Fight , To the Ausonians gave ; and , as the Night , Conscious of all this Wickedness , gave way Her Shades retiring , to the rising Day , The Carthaginian Captain citeth all His Troops to Arms ; the Romane General The like performs : and such a Day , as in No Age before , for Libya doth begin . You need no Words ( said Hannibal ) t' excite Your Courage , or provoke you to the Fight : But we have come from the Herculean Bounds , With Conquest to these Iāpygian Grounds . We stout Sagunthus have destroy'd ; to Us The Alps gave way ; and proud Eridanus ( The chief of Rivers in Italian Ground ) Flows in a captive Chanel ; Trebia's drown'd In Humane Blood : Flaminius , who was flain By Us , ( a Burthen to the Tyrrhen Plain ) Lyes buried there ; and all the Fields are fill'd With Romane Bones , and since were never till'd . But , now , behold a Day , more bright , then all These Titles , and which to our Wishes shall Afford more Blood . This Fight 's Renown to Me A true Reward , and Great enough shall be . All other things your Conquest shall become ; And , without Chance of Lots , whatever Rome Hath hither , from the rich Iberian Coast , Brought , as her Spoil ; or what She else can boast In her (d) (d) Sicilian . Aetnaean Triumphs , or what more Sh' hath basely ravish'd from the Libyan Shore , Your Swords shall gain ; and you shall carry Home , All , that to your Victorious Hands shall come . Nothing of their vast Wealth will I , as due To Me ( your General ) demand : for You Hath the Dardanian Spoiler plunder'd all The conquer'd World so long . Whoe're can call Himself a Native Tyrian , or can claim , From his Original , a Sarrane Name , If him the fair Laurentine Land , which now Sigaean Swains ( your future Slaves ) do Plow , Delight ; or , rather , the Buxentian Fields , Where Corn , an hundred-Fold , the Goddess yield : I 'le give him Choice of Lands , and add to them These Banks , which Tyber with his conquer'd Stream Doth largely water . But then whosoe're ( My dear Companions ) doth now appear In Arms , and brings from Byrsa's farthest Land , As an Ally , his Aids : if He his Hand Stain'd with Ausonian Blood , shall shew to Me , He shall a Citizen of Carthage be . Nor let Garganus , or this Daunian Land Deceive you ; at the very Walls you stand Of Rome : though far that Citie 's lofty Site Be distant from this Place , where we shall fight ; Here shall She fall this Day , and henceforth I Shall need no more your Valour to employ In War ( my Souldiers ) but from hence You shall Directly march into the Capitol . This said : their Works , and Rampires down they throw , And over all Delays of Trenches go ; While he , the Place well view'd , in order'd Ranks , Draws up his Troops , upon the winding Banks . The Barb'rous Nasamonian Bands were plac't In the left Wing , and the Marmarick , vast Of Body , the fierce Moors , and Macians , Massilian Troops , and Garamantians , With them the Adrimachides , that give Themselves to War , and love by it to live ; Then all those People , that inhabit on The Banks of Nile , and from the scorching Sun Shelter their Tawny Bodies : These their Head , And chief Commander , stout Nealces led . But the right Wing did valiant Mago guide ; Plac'd where swift Aufidus doth wandring glide , By winding Banks , with crooked Streams : and there The Active Troops of rough Pyrene were , And with confused Murmurs fill'd the Shore : There shin'd the Warlike Youths , that Targets bore . Before the rest , Cantabrians appear , And Gascoins , that no Helmets use to wear , With Betick Troops , and him , that , fighting , flings His flying Lead from Balearick Slings . But the main Battel Hannibal Commands : Which , with His Father's old Victorious Bands He strengthens , and Blood-thirsty Celtae , who Their Troops oft muster on the Banks of Po. But , where his Course the River turn'd away , So that the Files unflank'd , and Open lay , His Libyan Elephants in Order stood , Their dusky Backs all charg'd with Tow'rs of Wood ; Which , when they forward march'd , up to the Skies , Like Battlements , or moving Walls , did rise . But , the Numidian Horse were left to Scout On ev'ry Side , and scour the Field throughout : While he new Force to his incensed Men Inspireth , and , Insa●●able , agen Exhorting , fires their Thoughts by boasting , He A present Witness to each Man would be , And ev'ry Person by his Actions know , And what Right-Hand a singing Dart did throw . Now , from their Works , the Legions Varro drew , From whence the Rise of their Destruction grew ; While joyfull Charon busily made Room , In his pale River , for the Souls to come . The Van , affrighted at the Signs of Blood Upon the hanging Shield , like Statues , stood : Fix'd at the Omen . Near to that , a Face Of Dread , two Bodies dead in their Embrace . The fatal Wound within his Father's Breast , With his Right-Hand , the Son , to hide it , prest . At this they wept , and then ( Alass ! ) too late Lament Mancînus in his Brother's Fate . Then the sad Augury , and Looks alike , In the dead Bodies , a fresh Sorrow strike ; At length , their Errour 's Guilt , and Fates to be Lamented , and the Arms , that bid them flee The Battel , to their General they show . His Thoughts now all a fire ; To Paulus go With these ( said He ) for him ( whose Fears now stand In his unmanly Breast ) that guilty Hand May move , which , stain'd with cruel Slaughter , when The Furies Punishment demanded , then Perhaps , with 's Father's Blood this Charm did write . This said , with Threats , his Orders for the Fight Through all the Army run , with Speed : and where Nealces led his Barb'rous Nations , there Himself with Marsians , Samnites , and with those The Iapygians sent , He doth oppose . (e) (e) The Poet agreeth with Livy , in the Nomination of the Commanders of the Romane Army . But Polybius adds Marcus Attilius to be joyned with Servilius in the command of the Battalion ; and affirms Hanno , instead of Maharbal , to lead the right Wing of Hannibal's Army . But , in the Middle of the Field , where he Perceiv'd the Libyan General to be Against him , he Servilius commands , To lead the Vmbrian , and Picenian Bands . Paulus the right Wing led , and beside these , T' attend the Plots of nimble Nomades , Scipio , a party took , with Charge , where e're He spy'd their Troops within the Plains appear , He should Advance , and Fight . Both Armies now Drew near , and by the Running to , and fro , The confus'd Neighing of the fiery Steeds , And clashing Arms , a sudden Murmur spreads It self through all the troubled Troops : as when Loud Conflicts 'twixt the Winds , and Seas , begin Their inward Rage ; and Storms , that lave the Skies , The Billows strait let loose : and , as they rise , Their threatning Noise , through all the trembling Rocks , From their Foundations shaken by the Shocks , Expire ; and Surges , from the Bottom thrown , With angry Foam , the lab'ring Ocean Crown . Nor was this cruel Storm of Fate alone The Labour of the Earth , Dissension Crept into Heav'n , and Gods to War incites . Here Father Mars , and here Apollo fights , And Neptune there : vext Cytherea here , And Vesta , and Alcides angry , there , For lost Sagunthus . Old Cybele too , And Gods of Mortals made ▪ Quirinus , who First rais'd the Romane State ; with Faunus : then Pollux , that lately , with his Brother-Twin , Had shifted his Alternate Life : but there , ‛ Girt with a Sword , Saturnia doth appear ; And Pallas , 'mong the Libyan Waters born : And Hammon too , whose Temples with an Horn Are Circumflex'd , and many lesser Gods Beside ; who coming , from their bless'd Abodes , To see this Fight , with their Approaches shook The Earth ; and all their sev'ral Stations took . Some on the Neighb'ring Hills , while others shrow'd Themselves , from Mortal Eys , within a Cloud . The Heav'ns were empty left , while all to Wars Descend : and strait to the forsaken Stars As great a Clamour rose , as when , within Phlegraean Plains , the Giants did begin The Fight with Hercules ; or Iove , for all His Thunder-bolts , did on the Cyclops call , When the bold Earth-born Army did invade His Throne , and Mountains upon Mountains lai'd . The Charge so fierce : no Dart , or Spear before The rest was thrown ; but an impetuous Showr Of Shafts together fell , with equal Rage : And , as they , thirsting after Blood , engage , The Storm a Multitude of both destroy'd . But , where the Sword more closely was imploy'd , The greater Number dy'd : on whom the rest Stood to maintain the Fight ; and , as they prest To strike a Fo , would spurn them as they groan . The Sea as soon , with raging Billows thrown 'Gainst Calpe , might remove it from its Seat ; As all the Libyan Rage to a Retreat Could force the Romanes : or the Romanes make The Libyan Bands their Station to forsake . So close they fight , no Space was left at all For Blows to miss ; or , when they dy'd , to fall ▪ Helmets 'gainst Helmets clash , and ev'ry Stroke Excuss'd the hidden Flames . Targets are broke 'Gainst Targets , Swords by Swords are hack'd , and Feet On Feet do tread ; so furiously they meet : Breasts against Breasts are bruis'd , and where they stood Earth could not be discern'd , o'reflown with Blood : And the thick Clouds of Arrows , as they fly , Take from their Eys the Day , and hide the Sky . Those of the second Rank , as if they fought I' th' Front , with their long Pikes , and Lances , sought To wound the Fo: and those , that farthest stood , With missile Weapons labour'd to make good The Fight , with those were foremost : all the rest , With Clamour , their Desire to Fight exprest , And , with their horrid Shouts , the Enemy Provoke . And now all sorts of Weapons fly : Some hard'ned Stakes , Pines burning others fling , And weighty Piles . These Fatal Pellets sling ; Those Darts : and , which would shake the strongest Wall , Huge Stones from the Phalarick Engines fall : And through the Clouds the singing Arrows fly . How can I hope ( ye Goddesses whom I Religiously adore ) this Day to show To future Times ? Can you such Pow'r allow ( Ye Learned Virgins ) to my Mortal Song ? And trust the Cannae to a single Tongue ? If you affect our Fame , nor shall decline To give Assistance to our high Design ; Hither from your Parnassus , hither all Your Sacred Lays , and Father Phoebus call . But maist thou ( Noble Romane ) still appear As Constant , and thy future Triumphs bear With as great Courage , as Adversity Thou then didst meet ! Such maist Thou ever be ! Nor tempt the Gods to try , if those , that are Deriv'd from Troy , can bear so great a War ; And thou ( O Rome ) no more with Tears deplore Thy dubious Fate ; but rather , now , adore Those Wounds , that shall Eternal Praise to Thee Produce : for ●hou shalt never Greater be ; But sink in thy Success , and by the Name Of former Miseries defend Thy Fame . Now Fortune , shifting Sides , between them went , Deluding , with sad Doubts of the Event , The Rage of Both ; and furious Mars , so long As Hope , between , in equal Ballance hung , Rag'd in their Arms alike . So have I seen The standing Corn , while ye● the Stems were green , Mov'd by a gentle Wind , wave to , and fro , The Weighty Ears , which , as they Nodding go To this Side , then to that , alternately The sev'ral Motions of the Wind obey . At length Nealces , with confused Shouts , Brings on his Barb'rous Troops ; and , Charging , routs The adverse Wing : the Ranks disorder'd , through The Intervals , the fierce victorious Fo Breaks on the trembling Files ; and strait a Flood , ( That like a Torrent rush'd ) of reeking Blood Runs on the Plain . None , falling , are by Spears Thrust on their Faces : for the Romane fears (f) (f) This hath been frequently observed of the Romanes , when they have seen their Case desperate : particularly in Cataline's Army ; where every man , that dyed , fell with his Face towards his Enemy . See Salust . Wounds on the Back , and on his Breast receives His cruel Death , and Life with Honour leavs . Among the first , affecting still to be I' th' hottest of the Fight , and equally To meet all Dangers , stood brave Scaevola ; Who , scorning to survive so sad a Day , Sought worthy his great Ancestour to fall , And dy beneath that Name : perceiving all Was lost , Our Life , how short soe're it be , Now in despight of Fate , let Us ( said he ) Extend . For Valour is an empty Name ; Unless , in Death's Approach , a lasting Fame By suff'ring bravely , or by Wounds , we gain Surviving Honour . Speaking thus , amain Into the Midst , where the fierce Libyan's Hand Cut out his Way , through those , that did withstand , He , like a Tempest , falls ; and , there he slew Tall Calathis , and with his Sword quite through His Body pierc'd , as boasting , he put on The Arms of one there slain : strait down upon The Ground he tumbles , biting with his Teeth The Hostile Arms ; the Tortures of his Death By that suppressing , as he groveling lay . Neither could Gabar , or stout Sicha stay , With their joint Valour , his Impetuous Rage . For valiant Gabar , as he did engage , Lost his Right-Hand , but Sicha , mad with Grief , And coming rashly on to his Relief , Stumbling by Chance upon his Sword , doth wound His Naked Foot , by which upon the Ground He falls , and by the Hand of 's dying Friend Lies prostrate . This his Fury , in the end , Nealces fatal Rage upon him brought , Who , by so great a Name incited , sought The Honour of his Fall , and strait a Stone , Torn from the Neighb'ring Rock , and tumbled down By the swift Torrent , from the Mountain , took , And threw it at his Face : his Jaws were broke Asunder with the Weight ; his Face no more Its Form retains : mix'd with thick Clots of Gore , His Brains flow through his Nose , and both his Eys Dash'd from his mangled Front , he falls , and dyes . Then Marius fell , endeav'ring to relieve Casper his Friend , and fearfull to survive His Death : Both Youths , in Age alike , both poor Alike , and both Sacred Praeneste bore : They joyn'd their Labours , and both jointly till'd Their Neighb'ring Fields , they both refus'd , and will'd Still the same things ; their Minds alike , through all Their Life . A Wealthy Concord in a Small Estate . They fell together , and expir'd In Fight together , as they both desir'd . Their Arms , the Trophy of Simethus were . But such a Benefit of Fortune there The Libyan could not long enjoy . For now The valiant Scipio with a threatning Brow Came on ( sore griev'd to see his Cohorts fly ) And Varro ( Cause of all their Misery ) With Curio yellow-hair'd , and Brutus , from The first great Consul sprung , that rescued Rome ; These by their Valour , had the Field regain'd , Had not the Libyan General restrain'd With a fierce Charge , his Troops , about to fly . Who when far off , He Varro did espy Engag'd , and near him moving to , and fro , The Lictour , in his Scarlet Coat , I know That Pomp , I know the Ensigns of your State ( Said He ) such your Flaminius was of late ; Thus speaking , by the Thunder of his Shield , His Fury he Proclaims , through all the Field . Oh wretched Varro ! Thou might'st there have dy'd With Paulus , had not angry Heav'n deny'd That thou by Hannibal , should'st there be slain . How often to the Gods mightst thou complain , That thou did'st scape the Libyan Sword ? For there Bringing thy Safety , when thou did'st dispair Of Life , upon Himself brave Scipio all The Danger turn'd : nor was fierce Hannibal Unwilling ( though by that Diversion , He The Honour of Opimous Victory Had lost ) Thee for a greater Fo to change , And by that offer'd Combat , to Revenge On Him , the Rescue of his Father , near Ticinus . Now the Champions both appear From sev'ral Quarters of the World , then whom Earth never yet beheld two Greater come Within the Lists ; in Strength , and Courage held Both equal ; but the Romane Prince excell'd In Piety , and Faith . Then from the Cloud ( Wherein from Mortal Eys , the Gods did shroud Themselves ) leap'd forth ( to view the Fight more near ) For Scipio , Mars , and Pallas , full of Fear , For Hannibal . The Champions both abide Undaunted , but their Entrance terrifi'd The Armies . Round about thick gloomy Fires , Where Pallas moves , her Gorgon's Mouth expires , And dreadfull Serpents hiss upon her Shield : Her Eys , like two great Comets , through the Field Disperse a Bloody Light , and to the Skies , From her large Crest , the waving Flames arise . But Mars , the Air disturbing with his Spear , And cov'ring with his Shield the Plain , doth wear His Mail ; which , by the Lab'ring Cyclops made , Aetnean Flames through all the Field displai'd : And , with his radiant Cask , doth , rising , strike The Stars . The Champions , on the Fight , alike Intent , though traversing with watchfull Eys Their Ground , perceiv'd the Armed Deities Approach ; and , glad that they Spectatours were , Increas'd the Fury of their Minds . And here A Jav'lin Pallas from the Libyan's Side Le ts fly , with a strong Force : which , soon espy'd By Mars , instructed to afford his Aid , By that Example of the furious Maid ; Strait his Aetnean Sword into the Hands O' th' Youth , he puts , and greater things Commands . At this the Maid incens'd , her Visage burn'd In Flames of Rage , and She so strangely turn'd Her glaring Eys , that in her Dreadfull Look She Gorgon overcame : as then , She shook Her Aegis , all her Snakes their Bodies rear'd , And , at her first Assault , ev'n Mars appear'd A little to give Ground : the Goddess still Pursu'd , and Part of the adjoyning Hill , Torn up , with all the Stones , that on it grew , 'Gainst Mars , with all her Force , and Fury , threw . The Horrour of its Fall , diffused o're The Plain , frights Saffon with a trembling Shore . But , when the King of Gods this Fight 's Intent Perceiv'd , involv'd in Clouds , He Iris sent , With Speed , their too great Fury to allay , And thus instructs her . Goddess , haste away To the Oenotrian Land , and there her Rage Command thy Sister Pallas to asswage ; Bid her not hope to change the fix'd Decree Of Fate : and likewise tell Her , that , if She Desist not ( for the Poison , and the Fire Of Her fierce Minde I know ) and check her Ire , Against the Romane , She shall understand , How much the dreadfull Thunder of my Hand Excells her Aegis . When Tritonia knew This , a long time Uncertain what to do , And doubtfull in her Thoughts , if She should yield T' Her Father's Arms : Well , We will quit the Field ( Said She ) but , when W ▪ are thus expuls'd , will Iove Hinder us to behold from Heav'n above Garganus Fields reeking with Blood . This said : Under an hollow Cloud , the furious Maid To other Places of the Battel took The Libyan General , and Earth forsook . But Mars , the Goddess gone , recalls again Their Courage , and , dispers'd through all the Plain , ( Encompass'd with a Cloud , as black as Night ) With his own Hand , strait recollects the Fight . The Romanes now their Ensigns turn , and , Fear Quite lai'd aside , the Slaughter ev'ry where Renew . Then Aeolus , who o're the Winds Is King , and them within a Prison binds , Who Boreas , Eurus , Corus , Notus , and The Rest , ev'n Heav'n-disturbing , doth Command , At Iuno's Suit , whose Promises were great , Furious (g) (g) A strong South-East-Winde blowing frequently in that part of the Countrey ( and so called by the Inhabitants ) which , gained in this Fight by the Carthaginians , did exceedingly incommodate the Romanes . See Livy , Book 22. Vulturous ( whose Imperial Seat Is in th' Aeolian Plains ) into the Fight Let 's loose : ( for then the Goddess took Delight By him to vindicate her cruel Ire ) He having div'd in Aetna deep , and Fire Conceiv'd , strait raising up his flaming Head Into the Air , with horrid Roaring fled From thence , and through the Daunian Kingdoms blows Clouds of congested Dust , and , where He goes , The dark'ned Air from all , ( as if the Day Were spent ) their Sight , Hands , Voices took away . Then 'gainst th' Italians Faces Globes of Sand ( Sad to relate ) he drives ; and his Command To fight against them doth with Rage pursue ; And , with that Weight of Ruin , overthrew The Souldiers , Arms , and Trumpets , and reverts Upon the Rutuli their flying Darts , And frustrates , with his adverse Blasts , their Blows : But all the Weapons , that the Libyan throws , He seconds ; and their Jav'lins , and their Spears , As with the Loop assisting , forward bears . The Souldiers , now , chok'd with thick Dust , and Breath Stopp'd 'twixt their Jaws , that poor , ignoble Death Lament ; while , hiding in the troubled Air His yellow Head , and , strewing all his Hair With Sand , Vulturnus , with his roaring Wings , Sometimes flies at their Backs , and sometimes flings Himself against their Faces , in a Storm , That whistling loud whole Cohorts doth disarm : Some , that press'd on , and ready , with a Blow , To fix i'th'Throat of the now-yielding Fo , Their Swords he , in the very Stroak , withstands , And , entring to a Wound , pulls back their Hands . Nor was 't enough , that thus the Romane Arms , And Men , he spoil'd ; but with loud bellowing Storms , 'Gainst Mars himself , his Fury he exprest And twice with Whirl-wind shook his lofty Crest . While thus Aeolian Fury did engage The Latine Troops , and Mars provok'd to Rage : Pallas , near whom Saturnia stood , to Iove Thus speaks . Behold ! What Billows Mars doth move Against the Libyans ! With what Slaughters he Himself doth glut ! Is' t not your Will ( said She ) I pray , that Iris now to Earth descend ? Though I , when I was there , did not intend The Teucri to destroy ( for let your Rome Reign with my Pledg , and my Palladium There still remain ) yet was I loath the Light Of my dear Libya , Hannibal , should quite Extinguish'd be , or that , in Prime of all His Years , so Great Beginnings now should full : Here Iuno took the Word , and , from a Sence Of her long Labours , Yes ( said She ) that hence The World may know , how great Iove's Empire is , How much his Pow'r , how much his Wife by this All other Gods excells ! Now let thy Fire The Tow'rs of Carthage , ( nothing We desire ) Destroy : the Tyrian Army sinking down , Through gaping Earth , in Stygian Waters drown ; Or else o'rewhelm them in the Neighb'ring Main . To whom Iove mildly thus replies . In vain You strive with Fate , and feeble Hopes prolong , That Youth ( Oh Daughter ! ) against whom so strong , So furious thou didst fight , shall overcome The Africans , and shall from that assume That Nation 's Name , and shall transport withall The Libyan Lawrel to the Capitol . And He , on whom such Courage ( Wife ) by thee Such Honour is bestow'd ( so Fates decree ) Shall turn his Arms from the Laurentine Land , Nor do the Limits of his Mischief stand Far off ; the Day , and Hour approach , with Haste , Wherein Hee 'l wish , that he no Alps had past . This said , He Iris sends away with Speed To charge the God of War , he should Recede , And quit the Fight . He not at all contends With those Commands , but , murmuring , ascends Into the Clouds , though Trumpets in the Fight , Wounds , Blood , and Arms , and Clamours him delight . The Gods no more contending , and the Plain , Now clear'd from Mars , the Libyan again , From the Remotest Part , where he to shun Celestial Arms , retir'd , came furious on ; And , with loud Shouts , along his Foot , and Horse , His Towred Elephants , and all the Force Of 's batt'ring Engines drew , and as he spy'd A Valiant Youth , that with his Sword destroy'd His lighter Troops , his Anger , sparkling in His Bloody Cheeks , What God ( said He ) agen , Or what dire Furies Thee , Minutius , thus Drive , on thy Fo ? That thou , once more to Us , Dar'st trust thyself ? Where now is Fabius , made Thy Father by Our Arms , to give thee Aid ? Wretch ! 't is sufficient once to scape from Me ; With this proud Language , He a Lance le ts flee , That swift , as from an Engine thrown , his Breast Peirc'd through , and with the Stroak , his Speed supprest . Nor is 't enough the Sword doth Rage : they send Fierce Beasts , and the Italian Youth contend With Monsters . For , well mounted , Lucas Rid Up to the Moor , that with his Spear did guide The Elephants , commanding him t' excite , With greater Speed , the Heard into the Fight . The warlike Beasts , then driv'n on , and goar'd With frequent Wounds , made Haste , and strangely roar'd : With Flames , and Men , and Darts , the lofty Tow'rs On their pale backs were arm'd ; whence furious showrs Of Stones fell on the Troops , and where they move Thick Storms of Shafts ( as from the Clouds above ) The Libyans from their flying Castles throw ; While a long Wall of Teeth ( as white as Snow ) Runs through the Ranks , and , with their Points declin'd , From the bow'd Top , the Spears of Iv'ry shin'd . Here , among others , full of Fear , a Youth , Call'd Vfens , through his Armour , by the Tooth Of one of them was struck , and born through all The troubled Ranks ; while he in Vain doth call For Help , the Point , where , quilted thick , was ty'd His Breast-Plate , lightly pierc'd by his Left-Side , And , his unwounded Body lifting high , Clash'd 'gainst his Shield . His Magnanimity , The sudden Danger not at all dismaies But , turning that Mis-fortune to his Praise , Now , near the Forehead of the furious Beast , Through both his Eys his Sword he quickly prest . When strait enraged by the fatal Wound , Rising upright , she tumbles to the Ground , The Tow'r drawn backward by its Weight : and then The Elephant depriv'd of Sight , the Men And Arms ( a Spectacle of Terrour ) all Are crush'd together in her sudden fall . The yet-prevailing Romane to withstand The Fury of these Monsters , gives Command , That burning Torches wheresoe're they go , Should be oppos'd , and Sulph'rous Flames to throw Into their Tow'rs . This , with all Speed , obey'd , The Elephants they suddenly invade : Whose smoaking Backs , with Flames collected shin'd , That , driv'n on by the Tempestuous Winde , Through their high Bulwarks Fire , devouring , spred : As when on Rhodope , or Pindus Head , A Shepheard scatters Fire ; and through the Groves , And Woods , like an hot Plague , it raging moves : The leavy Rocks are fir'd ; and all the Hills , Leaping now here , now there , bright Vulcan fills . But , when the burning Sulphur once begun To parch their Skins , th' unruly Monsters run , Like mad , and drive the Cohorts from their Stand : Neither durst Any undertake , at Hand , To fight them ; but their Darts , and Jav'lins throw At Distance : burning , they impatient grow , And , through the Heat of their vast Bodies , here , And there , the scatter'd Flames encreasing bear ; Till by the smooth adjoining Stream , at last , Deceiv'd , themselves into 't , they Headlong cast , And with them all their Flames , that still appear 'Bove the tall Banks , till both together , there , In the deep Chanel of the Flood expire . But , where the Fight continued still , nor Fire Had vex'd the Elephants , from fatal Hands Now Darts , now Stones , on the Rheteian Bands , And winged Lead , at Distance fall , like Hail . As when an Army doth a Fortress scale Through steep Ascents , or storms a fenced Tow'r . Worthy himself , and a more happy Hour , Here Mutius rais'd his Hand , and nearer goes , ( In his Attempt unhappy ) to oppose Their Fury with his Sword ; but , with a Breath Expiring Heat , and Murmurs threatning Death , A furious Monster caught him from the Ground , And in her winding Trunk his Body bound ; Which toss'd , aloft , into the Air , and lash'd Oft' gainst the Earth , was all to Pieces dash'd . Amidst these Slaughters , soon , as Paulus spy'd Varro in Arms , upbraiding him , he cry'd ; Now let us meet with Hannibal , whom Thou Plac'd : 'fore thy Chariot , bound in Chains , didst vow To give the City . Oh unhappy Rome ! And People , fatal in thy Favour ! whom From the foul Guilt of so great Ills no Time Can e're absolve , or purge Thee from this Crime . Which shouldst thou , rather , wish had ne're been born Varro , or Hannibal ? Thus , with sad Scorn , While Paulus spoke , the Libyan furiously Advancing , at the Backs of them , that fly ( Ev'n in their Gen'ral's View ) all Shafts provokes . The Consul's Helmet , by their furious Stroaks Bruis'd , and his Arms all shatter'd , Paulus throws Himself , more fierce at this , among his Foes . But Varro , having lost his Courage quite , ( While Paulus to another Place the Fight Pursu'd ) strait wheels about , and , with his Hand Turning his Horse , said ; Thou dost justly stand Corrected , Rome , that did'st to Varro give Command in War while Fabius is alive . But now , what civil Discord in my Minde , What sad Dissension of my Fate , I finde ? What secret Fraud of Destinies ? I all These Torments will determine in my Fall . But , Oh! some God my Sword withholds , and Me Reserves ( Alass ! ) for greater Misery ! Shall I live then ? and to the Tribes agen The Fasces , stain'd with Blood of Countrey-Men , And broken thus return ? And , as I go , My Face to other angry Cities show ? Or , ( then which Nought more Cruel could for Me By Hannibal be wish'd ) fly hence , and Thee , Oh Rome ! behold ? More his distracted Fear Had utter'd ; but the Enemy drew Near , And Charging him more Close with Darts , his Steed Snatch'd the loose Reins , and fled the Field with Speed . The End of the Ninth Book .
Hinc citus ad Tumulum donata●e Funera Paulo ●bat , et Hostilis Lethi Iactabat Honorem . Omnibus Exequijs Nudo jamque Annibal Unus Sat Decoris Laudator Erat. &c :

Honoratissº : Domino Dno. Iacobo Compton Baroni de Compton . Comiti Northamptō : Tabula sum̄a cum observantia . D.D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Tenth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Paulus great Valour , and what Slaughters he At Cannae made . He is advis'd to flee ; But Thoughts of Flight rejects . By Hannibal , Christa , with his six Sons , together fall . Servilius , by Viriathus slain , By Paulus Hand is soon reveng'd again ; And , fighting 'midst his Foes , at length he dies : The Libyan Celebrates his Obsequies , Commends his Valour , and his Noble End . Their Counsels , who their Countrey did intend To quit , by Scipio are suppress'd . To Rome , Without all Pomp , doth Consul Varro come . The Multitude , incens'd against him , are By Fabius appeas'd . The Slaves for War Are Arm'd : the Senate passeth a Decree , That none , that Captiv'd are , shall ransom'd be . WHEN Paulus saw , the Adverse Fight encreas't ; As , when , with Spears encompass'd , a wilde Beast Leaps on their Points , and by his Wounds doth know , Where to direct his Rage , and choose a Fo: Into the thickest of the Globes he goes , And to all Dangers doth himself expose , And seeks a Death from ev'ry valiant Hand : Upbraiding thus his flying Men ; Oh! stand , Stand stoutly to 't , and in your Breasts receive The Sword ; nor , wounded in your Backs , thus leave The World : there nothing now remains , at all , For Us , but the sole Glory of our Fall . Me , to the Shades below , you all shall finde Your Leader . Then swift , as the Northern Winde , Or winged Shafts ( which , in dissembled Flight , The Parthian backward shoots into the Fight ) And , where , unmindfull of his tender Age , Paetus ( like Mars , in Courage ) did engage , He rush'd into the mid'st of all his Foes , And the Youth , whom light Vascons did enclose ; And fierce Cantabrians did with Darts surround , Freed from their cruel Arms : while they gave Ground , And Trembling fled . As when a Goat , in View , Through a large Plain , the Huntsmen close pursue ; And , in the Chase , the weary Beast so nigh Approach , they think to catch't : if suddenly , Gnashing his Teeth , a Lyon , from his Den , Before their Eys appears ; their Colour , then , And Blood flies from their Cheeks , their Weapons all , Inferiour to their Danger , they let fall , And , flying , think no more upon their Prey . Now , with his Sword , on such , as in his Way Oppose , he press'd : and such , whom baser Fear Made fly , with Darts he follows in the Rear . Fury , and Rage delight him ; and , to Crown His Deeds with Honour , by his Hand alone A multitude of Nameless People fall . And , if another Paulus , there , 'mong all The Dardan Tro●p● had been Cannae its Name Had surely lost , and Ha●nibal his Fame . At length , his Wing declin'd , and suddenly The Front gives Way , and all together fly . There Labi●nus fell● whom Cingulum Sent from her lofty Walls : there Ocris , whom , With Opiter , Vine-bearing Setia sent , From fertile Hills . Their Deaths were different , Though the Sidonian join'd the Time : for there , Shot through the Hip , fell Labien●● ; here One through the Shoulder , t' other through the Knee The Brothers , wounded , him accompany . And there Macaenas ; who , of antient Fame , Through the Maeonian Land , his Noble Name From Tyrrhen Kings deriv'd , wounded quite through The Groin , a Tyrian Jav'lin , likewise Slew . But , through the thickest , Paulus , ●corning all Desires of Life ; and , ●eeking Hannibal , Charg'd furiously , and thought his Destiny Could onely cruel be , if he should dy , And Hannibal survive . Fearing this Rage ( For that , if once in Fight they did engage , So great a Storm , and Tempest could not be Without great Mischief ) Iuno instantly , (a) (a) Vid. infra , pag. . 12. Frighted Metellus Shape assuming , Why Consul ( said She ) sole Hope of Italy ! Dost thou Renew thy Rage in Vain , while Fate Resists ? if Paulus live , the Romane State May stand ; if otherwise , thou draw'st with Thee All Italy . Oh Paulus ! Can it be That thou wilt , while the State thus totters , go To hazard 'gainst so insolent a Fo Thy Sacred Head ? For , now , so flush'd in War Is Hannibal , that with the Thunderer He dares contend : and Varro ( I beheld , When first He wheel'd about ) hath left the Field , Himself reserving for a better Day . Allow the Fates their Time , and , while you may , From Death redeem your Soul , that 's greater far Then Ours ; You soon may have another War . To this , with Sighs , the General reply'd . And is 't not Cause enough ( if Nought beside Did move Me ) that I now should wish to dy In Arms , when to an Act , so Monstrous , I Metellus urging hear ? Thou , Fool ! away . Fly ; Oh! fly hence with Speed , nor ( Heav'n I pray Thee in the Back may Hostile Weapons wound ! But with thy Varro mayst thou safe , and sound , Enter the Walls of Rome ! Dost Thou think Me Worthy so base a Life , and not to be As worthy ( Coward ) of a Nobler End : Because the Libyan , who dares contend ( Forsooth ! ) with Iove , permits it ? Oh , thou base Degen'rate Issue of a Valiant Race ! When should I choose to fight ? With whom should I Desire to Cope , but such an One , that by My Hand subdu'd , or I by his , might give To Me a Name , that after Death shall live ? Thus chiding , 'mong his Foes himself he threw : And , as Acherras covertly withdrew From the throng'd Maniples , and sought Retreat To the Main Body , with more nimble Feet , Him through the thickest Ranks , with Targets fill'd , And constipated Arms , pursu'd , and kill'd . So Belgick Hounds an hidden Boar pursue , And with Sagacious Noses , drown'd in Dew , Through devious Ways , the doublings of the Beast Detect , and all his Footsteps closely prest , Through thickest Groves , where Hunts-men cannot come To beat , still follow , nor desist they from The Chase , untill they have him in the Winde , And , in some Thicket , close at Covert , finde . When Iuno saw , that Paulus could not be By Words diverted , but went on , strait She Gelastes Shape puts on , and Hannibal , As Slow , exciting , thus to Fight doth call . This way thy Weapons turn ; hither thine Aid , Eternal Fame of Carthage , bring ( She said ) To such , as it implore : the Consul near The River fights , and horrid Slaughter there Commits : nor canst thou greater Honour gain By any Fo , that shall by Thee be slain . Thus She to sev'ral Conflicts doth divide The furious Youth ; while , near the River's Side , Old Christa , with 's six Sons , their valiant Hands Employ'd , and sore opprest the Libyan Bands . Tuder , where he was born , no wealthy Town Was held , yet ( not Obscure ) was of Renown , As Warlike , 'mong the Vmbrian People , where Her Youth in Feats of Arms , and Slaughters , were Train'd up ; whence this old , chearfull Captain led A Valiant Phalanx : who , when they had fed Their Swords with Humane Slaughter , overthrew , With frequent Wounds , an Elephant , and to Her Fall add Flames , that instantly devour ( A joyfull Sight to them ) her armed Tower When , strait , an Helmet's Lightning struck their Eys , And they perceiv'd the trembling Plumes to rise On the large Crest . Old Christa , by that Light , Soon knew the Man , and drew into the Fight , His Troop of Sons , commands them all to throw Their Darts , and not to fear the Flames , that flow From his fierce Countenance , or burning Crest . As , when an Eagle , carefull , in her Nest , To nourish such a Brood , as may be fit To bear Iove's Arms , against the Sun doth set Their Faces , and , by their undazled Eys , Through those bright Rays , her doubtfull Issue tries . And now , to teach the rest , what they should do , With a weak Force , a single Dart he threw ; Which ( though it Nimble past the middle Air ) But lightly pierc'd his Golden Mail , and there Stuck loosely , and by that weak Stroak betrai'd The old Man's Hand . To whom the Libyan said , What Rage thy Hand , with Age now bloodless grown , To vain Attempts provokes ? Thy Cornel thrown So feeble is , that our Callaick Gold It scarce can raze : thy Weapons now , behold ! I , thus , to Thee return . Better by Me In War the Memorable Youth shall be Instructed . Speaking thus , He forward prest , And pierc'd , with his own Dart , old Christa's Breast . But , from the other Side , six Darts are thrown , From six Right Hands ; and then six Spears come on , With equal Fury . As , in Libya , when A Lyone●s is chas'd into her Den , Her angry Whelps leap forth , and strive , in Vain , With tender Teeth , the Combat to maintain . But Hannibal , with Arms encompass'd round , Consum'd their Shafts , and weighty Spears ( that sound At ev'ry Stroak with Horrour , through the Field ) Strongly su●tains , and with his batter'd Shield Repells : nor can those many Wounds , that he Hath giv'n , nor all those Slaughters satisfie His Rage ; unless He with the Father join The Sons in Death , and quite cut off the Line . Then Abaris , who bore his Arms , and there Enflam'd the Fight , and him did ev'ry where Attend , He calls : With Shafts supply Me still ; For there 's a Troop , that must be sent to Hell , And frets with Darts my Mail : they , instantly , Shall finde the Fruits of Foolish Piety . This said ; the Eldest ( Lucas ) with a Dart He penetrates : the Point prest through his Heart , Upon his Brother's Arms He backward sinks : Next Volso , who , in Haste advancing , thinks To draw the Fatal Weapon from the Wound , A Pile ( that 'mong the Dead , by Chance , he found ) He , through his Beaver , strikes into his Nose : Then Vesulus , who slipping , as he goes , Faln in his Brother's Blood , he with his Sword Cuts off , and ( barb'rous Valour , and abhorr'd ) His Helmet , fill'd with his dissever'd Head , Flung , like a Missile Shaft , at those that fled . Next Telesinus , strucken with a Stone , Upon the Back , where to the twisted Bone The Joints are Knit , fell , and beheld withall His Brother Quercens , by a Sling , to fall , Dead to the Ground , while he expires the Light Of Life , and shuts his dubious Eys in Night . But Perusinus , weary through his Fear , Running , and Grief , though still he angry were , With feeble Steps , retiring through the Plain , And , sometimes standing to resist , was slain By a Fire-hard'ned Stake , which he , that bare The Arms of Hannibal , snatch'd newly there , From a slain Elephant : the half-burnt Oak Fix'd deep into his Groin ; the furious Stroak Turn'd him upon his back . His cruel Rage The Youth , with Pray'rs , endeavour'd to asswage : But , as he gap'd , his Mouth with Stygian Fire Is fill'd , and in his Lungs the Flames expire . At length , with all the rest , Christa , a Name Through all the Vmbrian Land , of antient Fame , Fell , like a lofty Oak , that long had stood Observ'd , and Holy in its Native Wood , When struck by Iove , and sulph'rous Flames devour The Old , and Sacred Branches , to the Pow'r O' th' Fire , at length it yields , and covers all The Trees beneath it , in its spacious Fall . While Hannibal thus rageth near thy Flood , ( Fam'd Aufidus ) the (b) (b) Paulus . Consul , with much Blood , Having reveng'd his future Death , the War Pursu'd , as if He had been Conquerour . There lay huge Phorcus , 'mong a thousand Dead , Come from Herculean Calpe : Gorgon's Head Carv'd on his Shield , about that dreadfull Face The Goddess's Original , and Race : Him , daring to oppose , and vaunting high The antient Names o' th' monstrous Family Of Fam'd Medusa ( whose dire Looks alone Converted the Beholders into Stone ) As he , too forward , stoop'd , and at 's left Thigh , Too eager , reach'd , the Valiant Consul , by The Helmet caught , and dragging Headlong down Upon his Knees , deep in his Back doth drown His Sword , where 'bout his Reins his Belt was bound : He , from his gaping Bowels , on the Ground Spews Streams of Blood , and the Aetolian Field , To the Atlantick Prince , a Grave doth yield . Amidst the Slaughters , furious in the Rear , With sudden Terrour , other (c) (c) These were Numidians , in number five hundred ( saith Livy , Valerius Maximus four hundred ) who , hiding short Swords under their Coats , their Targets hanging at their Backs , ( as was the Custom of such as revolted in Fight ) fled from their own Side to the Romanes : who , taking from them their Shields , and Darts , commanded them to the Rear ; but they , soon as they perceived all Men intent on the Fight , furnished themselves again with the Targets of such as fell , and suddenly assailing the Romanes at their Backs , hewed them down at the Ham-strings with a great Slaughter , and were a great Occasion of the following Victory . Liv. lib. 22. Troops appear , And charging fiercely , unexpected , fall Upon the Romanes . These had Hannibal Instructed in all Fraud , and to that Art Of Fighting train'd : who ( faining to desert The Punick Camp , arm'd with Deceit , their Hands , And Arms had yielded ) on the Romane Bands Then Busie , in the Slaughter , with a Rage United , fly , and all their Rear engage : Nor did they Weapons want , Slaughter affords A large Supply of Jav'lins , Darts , and Swords . But Valiant Galba ( whose still pious Love To Virtue , no cross Fortune could remove ) Seeing an Ensign taken by the Fo , Pursues with Speed , and with a fatal Blow The Conqu'rour fells : but , striving to regain The Eagle , which his dying Hands retain , ( And would let go , but slowly , at the Last ) Pierc'd by Amorgus Sword , who came in Haste To 's Friend's Relief , he fell , and in those great Attemps , unhappy , sadly met his Fate . But now , as if Enyo's Rage were still Unsatisfi'd , Vulturnus , in one Hill Of Dust , rolls all the Field ; and the white Sand Throws up : and such as Labour'd to withstand His Fury , with strong Blasts , that strangely Roar , To th' farthest Part of all the Champagne bore , And 'gainst the Hollow Banks their Bodies thrown , And bruis'd , within the swelling Flood did drown : And , here , unhappy in his silent Fate , The River Curio's Life doth terminate . For , while , with inward Fury boiling , He Labours to stop the Romane Troops , that flee , And in their Way , himself opposing , stood , Driv'n Headlong by the Throng into the Flood ; I' th' troubled Waves he sunk , and born away Dead , in the Adrîack Sands , Inglorious , lay . But the brave Consul , whose unshaken Minde The worst of Ills could bear , who ne're inclin'd To stoop to Fortune , meets the Conqu'ring Fo With equal Fury , and himself doth throw Amidst their thickest Arms ; encourag'd by A Martial Heat , and Confidence to dy : When Viriathus , whom th' Iberian Land Obey'd , pursuing with a Fatal Hand , A Fo , now tyr'd , and weary'd in the Fight , Near unto Raging Paulus , and in 's Sight , Cuts off . Oh Grief ! Oh Tears ! (d) (d) Servilius Galba , had been Consul with Acilius , and that day commanded the main Body of the Romanes , where He dyed , bravely fighting , at the Head of his Men. Servilius there , Next Paulus , the best Part of all the War , Fell by a barb'rous Hand , and in his Fall Alone , with Envy , We may Cannae call Unfortunate . The Consul his sad Ire No more endures , and , though the Winds conspire To rob him of his Arms , and blind his Eys With Dust , yet through a Cloud of Sand he flies , And him , then tuning , ( as 't is us'd among Th' Iberi ) on his Shield a barb'rous Song , Invades , and , through his left Pap driving , past His Weapon to his Vitals : this the last Of all his Slaughters was , no more could He In Fight his Hand imploy : nor ( Rome ) for Thee , In future Wars , must Noble Paulus stand . For an huge Stone , thrown from a private Hand , Dash'd on his Head , and deep into his Skull His batter'd Helmet beats , and fills it full , And all his Face with Blood : retreating then , Against the Neighb'ring Rock as he doth lean , Now almost choak'd with Dust , before his Face , Besmear'd with Gore , his Target he doth place , Like a fierce Lyon ( lighter Shafts represt , And scorn'd ) when , piercing deep into his Breast , At length he feels the Steel , amidst the Field He trembling stands , and patiently doth yield To ev'ry Weapon : while about his Nose , His Jaws , and Main , a bloody Riv'let flows ; And , sometimes , turning his weak Limbs about , From his wide Mouth , he foaming Goar doth spout . But , then , fierce Hannibal spurs on his Steed , Where e're the Storm , or Conqu'ring Sword doth lead ; Where furious Troops , and where those Monsters are , That with their Iv'ry Teeth maintain the War . Here , overwhelm'd with Darts when Piso spy'd , The Libyan Captain over Bodies ride , Raising himself Upright upon his Spear , Pierc'd through his Horse's Flank , attempting there ( In Vain ) to leap upon him being down . To whom the angry Libyan ( who soon Himself recover'd , though his Plunging Steed Pitch'd him upon his Shoulder ) When they 're Dead , Do thus the Romane Ghosts revive ( said He ) To fight ? In Death nor will they Quiet be ? This said , into his Body , as He strives To rise , up to the Hilts , his Sword he drives . But , his Foot wounded with a Cretan Shaft , As Lentulus , full Speed , on Horse-back left The Field ; the Stones besmearing with his Blood , And , with a stern Aspect , to th' Stygian Flood Sinking he Paulus spy'd : at that sad Sight , His Mind 's distracted , He 's asham'd of Flight . Then Rome appears to burn , and Hannibal Ev'n at the Gates to stand : then , first of all , The Field , that Italy devour'd , He saw . What then remain'd , but the next Day might draw The Tyrians to the Town ? At length , he spake To Paulus , thus ; Dost Thou the Helm forsake In such Distress ? The Gods my Witness are , Unless thou guid us through this cruel War , And live ( though 'gainst thy Will ) in such a Storm , Paulus , ( Grief made his Language sharp ) more Harm , Then Varro , Thou wilt do . Then take , I pray , ( Of Rome's now sinking State Thou onely Stay ) This Horse : upon my Shoulders I will take Thee up , and set Thee safe upon his Back . As this he spake , the Consul , spitting Blood , From his torn Mouth , replies : Go on , make good Thy Father's Virtues ; why should we despair , So long , as such brave Souls remaining are In Romulus his Empire ? Spur thy Steed , Which Way thy Wounds permit thee . Let with speed The City-Gates be shut ; for suddenly This sad Destruction to the Walls will fly ; And ( pray ) advise , that Fabius may Command In Chief : blind Rage my Counsel did withstand . And what of my spent Life remaineth now ; But that to the rude Multitude I show , That Paulus dares , and knows well how to Dy ? For , thus consum'd with Wounds , to them shall I Be born ? What would the Libyan give , that Me , Turning my Back in Fight , He once might see ? Paulus hath no such Thoughts : nor will I go So poor a Soul unto the Shades below . No , I am one : but why do I delay Thee thus , with mild Complaints ? Haste thee away , Hence quickly with thy Steed , with Service spent . With this grave Charge , strait to the City went Sad Lentulus : nor yet did Paulus dy Without Revenge ; but , as when , mortally Wounded , a Tiger doth , at length , retreat , And falls to struggle with approaching Fate , He opens wide his weary Jaws to bite In vain , and in Attempts , beneath the Height Of his great Rage , licks , onely , with his Tongue The Lances , and the Darts against him flung . And now Ilerthes , who insulting near Approach'd , and shook , secure of Wounds , his Spear , He rising , with his sudden Sword , doth wound ; And , then , for the Sidonian Captain , round About him , looks , desiring in his Hands To quit his strugling Soul : but strait the Bands Of Nomades , of Garamantians , Moors , With Celtians , and Asturians , thick Showr's Of Darts upon him powr'd , on ev'ry Side , Oppress the Man . Thus Noble Paulus dy'd ; Thus that high , valian● Heart , whom ( if the War He sole had rul'd ) perhaps we might compare With Fabius : his brave Death a Grace became To Rome , and plac'd among the (e) (e) This is onely an Hyperbole expressing the great Merit of Paulus , and the Fame of his Death : for the Romanes Deified none , before Iulius Caesar , after that Imposture of Proculus , perswading them first to make Romulus a God . Stars his Name . But , when the Romanes Hopes were lost , and all Their Courage , ruin'd in the Consul's Fall ; To cruel Arms the Headless (f) (f) Paulus , who commanded the Right Wing , and Servilius , who led the Left , being both slain , and Varro flying at the first Decline of their Fortune , the Army was Destitute of Commanders . Army yield Their Backs : Victorious Africk through the Field Rageth in Blood : Picenian Cohorts here , And Warlike Vmbrians fall ; Sicanian there , And Hernick Troops : those Ensigns scatter'd are Upon the Ground , which Samnites , fierce in War , Which the Sarrastes , and the Marsi brought ▪ There Targets pierc'd quite through , & , as they fought Broke each 'gainst others Shields , and Helmets lay With useless Swords , and Bridles torn away From the fierce Horse's Mouths : the Neighb'ring flood Throws up his Billows , swelling high with Blood , Into the Fields , and all the Bodies slain Returns , with Fury , to the Banks again . See a (g) (g) Aegyptian . Lagaean Ship , that , Island-like , Floats on the Sea , if it by Chance do strike Upon a Rock , while cloudy Eurus blows , And Shipwrack over all the Ocean throws , Strait Planks , with Oars , and Tackle , and tall Masts , Pendants , and Sails , torn with impetuous Blasts , And miserable Sea-men , that again Spew up the Waves , are scatter'd on the Main . The Libyan , by His Slaughters in the Fight , Had measur'd out the Day : but , as the Night The Aid of Light to His great Rage deny'd , At length , he lai'd the cruel War aside , And from the Toil of Slaughter spar'd his Men : But yet , with Cares , his Mind still wak'd : nor then , Amidst such Favour of the Gods , could He Endure to rest ; His Thoughts continually Prompt him to enter Rome : and the next day , Thence with drawn Swords , in Haste , to march away , Is his Design : while yet their Blood was warm , And Slaughter stain'd the Troops . Now with His Arm The Gates He seiseth , fires the Walls , and seems To mix with Cannae the Tarpeian Flames . Conscious of Iove's Displeasure , and the Fate Of Italy , Saturnia , troubled at What He design'd , endeav'ring to restrain The Youth 's rash Heat , and in Desires so vain To curb his greedy Hopes , strait from His deep , And silent Empire , She the God of Sleep ( By whose Assistance , She had often clos'd Iove's weary Eys , and them to Rest compos'd ) Summons , and , smiling , said ; I call not Thee ( Great God ) to hard Designs : nor that to Me Thou give up Iove , by thy soft Wings subdued , Do I require : nor , that thou shouldst delude And shut , in Stygi●● Night , his thousand Eys , That Iö kept , and did thy Power despise . But into Hannibal n●w Dreams inspire ; Nor now ●o visit Rome let Him desire : Or Walls forbid , where Iove denies , that He Should enter . Her Commands he instantly Pursues , and Poppy , in a crooked Horn , Mix'd with some other Juice , through Darkness born , He silently descends , and to the Tent Of the Barcêan Prince directly went . Then , hov'ring o're his drooping Head , he spreads His drowsy Wings , and Slumber gently sheds , Like Dew , into His Eys , and with his Hand Unto His Temples the Lethean Wand Applies ; when suddenly prodigious Dreams Possess his furious Breast : and now he seems To compass Tyber , with his num'rous Bands : But , as , insulting , at the Walls he stands Of Rome , he , frighted , sees Immortal Iove Shining , on the Tarpeian Rock , above , And , in his threatning Hand , he Thunder shook , While all the Neighb'ring Fields with Sulphur smoak ; Blew Anyo , in cold Waters , trembling lies , And oft ( a dreadfull Sight ) before his Eys , Flashes of Lightning fly , then through the Air A Voice was spread ; Thy Progress , Youth , forbear ; Thy Honour 's great enough , that doth arise From Cannae , Thou as soon our Marble Skies May'st cleave , as through those Sacred Walls ( when storm'd By Thee ) break way . Thus Iuno's Will perform'd , Sleep left Him , terrifi'd with what He then Had seen , and fearing greater Wars : nor , when The Night was done , did Day absolve his Mind From that dire Image , which it left behind . A midst these Troubles of His Sleep , and vain Disturbance , Mago tells Him , they had ta'ne The Romane Camp , by Night , and brought away , With their remaining Troops , a wealthy Prey : (h) (h) Livy attributes this Advise to Maharbal , whose Counsel ( to march away immediately with his Horse , and to prevent the Fame of his Victory , by appearing at the Gates of Rome , before they apprehended His Coming ) when Hannibal rejected , he replyed , Thou knowest , Hannibal , how to conquer , but not how to use Thy Victory . To Him then promising a joyfull Feast , Within the Capitol , when , to devest The World of Day , the fifth Night should arise , The General , concealing the Advise Of Heav'n , and His own Fears , their Wounds in Fight , And Strength exhausted pleads , and that they might Not be too Confident of their Success . The Youth dejected from his Hopes , no less , Then if he had commanded Him to flee , Ev'n from the Walls , and draw from Victory His Ensigns , said , With all this Toil , not Rome ( As She believ'd ) but Varro's overcome : By what sad Fate , so great Success in Fight Dost Thou neglect , and thus Thy Countrey slight ? Let the Horse march with Me , and ( I will Pawn My Head ) the Iliack Walls shall be Thine Own , The Gates shall open'd be without a War . While these by furious Mago urged are , And by his wary Brother not believ'd , The Latine Souldiers , flying , were receiv'd ▪ Within (i) (i) They were not above four thousand Foot , and two hundred Horse , that fled in a Body , and were received into Canusium . The rest came scattered several Waies , and had onely Lodging given them by the Citizens . But all other Provisions were bestowed on them by a Noble Lady , called Paula Busa ; who , the War ended , was publickly honoured by the Romane Senate , for her seasonable Bounty . Canusium's Walls , and there apace Began to fortifie . Inglorious Face Of sinking Fortune ! there no Eagles stand , No Ensigns 'mong the Troops , no high Command Of Consuls , nor by Lictours Axes born . But faint with Fear , and , as with Ruin torn , And maim'd , their Bodies on weak Members strive To keep their Stand : oft sudden Clamours rive The Air , and oft deep Silence , with their Eys Fix'd on the Ground : here naked Companies With broken Targets stand ; the Valiant there Want Swords : then all the Horsemen wounded are ; From their high-crested Casks their glorious Pride Was torn , and Mars his Honour lai'd aside . Their Corslets pierc'd with many Spears , and in Their Mails Maurusian Shafts were sometimes seen To hang : sometimes they sadly call upon Their Friends , were lost : here Galba they bemoan , Piso , and Curio , worthy of a far More Noble Fate , and Scaevola , in War Most fierce ; all these of Course : but Paulus Fate , As of a common Father , they regrate , How He ne're ceas'd , with Truth , their present Woes To Prophesie , and Varro's Minde oppose : How oft , in Vain , that Day from Rome He sought To turn ; and , then , how valiantly He fought . But such , who Care of future Things do take , Either are busi'd , 'bout the Walls to make Their Trenches , or to fortifie the Gates , ( As Need requir'd ) and where the Field dilates A plain , and easie Entrance to the Foes , Firm in the Earth they fix Fire-hardned Boughs , Like Horns of Stags , and secretly beside , To wound them in their March , they Calthrops hide . 'Bove all these Miseries , and Wounds , that are Not to be cur'd , the Reliques of the War , And such as 'scap'd the Fo , through impious Fear , And a more fierce Erynnis mov'd , prepare ( The Climate chang'd ) the Punick Arms , by Sea , Sidonian Swords , and Hannibal to flee . The Chief of this Design , for Exile , was (k) (k) This was L. Caecilius Metellus , who , joyning with L. Furius Philo , and some other of the young Nobility , resolved to fly to some forein Prince , and for ever quit their Countrey ; discouraging all Counsels of future Defence , till Scipio , attended by some other of best Resolution , breaking into Metellus Lodging , where he with his Associates , were in Counsel , with his Sword in his Hand , forced them all to take an Oath to prosecute the War against Hannibal , and so broke their Design . Liv. lib. 22. Metellus , sprung from no ignoble Race . The wav'ring Winds of that degen'rate Crew In War , to Counsels base , and strange , he drew : To look for Lands , where they themselves might hide , As in another World , and there abide , Where they might never hear the Libyan's Name , And whither their forsaken Countrie 's Fame , Might never come . But , when this News was brought To Scipio , with like Rage , as when he fought I' th' Field 'gainst Hannibal , his Sword he snatch'd , And to the House , where they this Mischief hatch'd 'Gainst Italy , he hasts , and breaking down The Doors ; and , entring , with a dreadfull Frown , Shaking his Sword , before their frighted Eys , He thus begun : Thou Chief of Deities ! Who dwell'st on the Tarpeian Rock , a Seat , The next to Heav'n ! and Thou , Iuno , not yet Chang'd with the Woes of Troy , and thou fierce (*) (*) Pallas . Maid Upon whose dreadfull Aegis are displai'd The Gorgon Furies , and you Gods , that sprung From Mortals , and are willingly among Our Deities ador'd , and ( which by Me , Is equal held to any Deity ) By my great Father's Head , I swear , I ne're Will the La●inian Land forsake , nor e're Permit , that it forsaken be , while I Survive . Now then Metellus instantly Attest the Gods , that , if in Libyan Fire These Walls shall burn , Thou never wilt retire Into another Land : unless thou swear To this ; although arm'd Hannibal were here , Whom Thou dost dread , the Fear of whom doth break Thy Sleep , Thou sure shalt dy , nor will I take A greater Pride , in any Libyan's Fall . These Threatnings crushing that Design , they all A Sacramental Oath , as was enjoyn'd , Swear to the Gods , and to their Countrey binde Their Souls , and from that Crime their Breasts absolve . While thus the Latines their Affairs revolve , With troubled Thoughts : Victorious Hannibal The Fields again survays , and numbers all His own dire Acts ; searching with greedy Eys Their Wounds , and to the cruel Companies Of Libyans , that round about Him stood , Yields joyfull Spectacles of Romane Blood . At the last Gasp , sore wounded through the Breast , With Darts , lay valiant Claelius 'mong the rest , Expiring his departing Soul to Air , And lab'ring , faintly , his pale Face to rear : Scarce , with his feeble Neck , from Earth his Head H 'ad lifted , when his Horse , that knew him , Neigh'd Aloud , with prick'd-up Ears , and , Bounding , threw Headlong upon the Ground Vagesus , who Upon his Captive Back was born , and then Flying with Speed o're Heaps of slaughter'd Men , And through the slipp'ry Paths , with standing Gore Made fat , and Bodies chang'd with Wounds , before His dying Master stands , and there his Neck , And Shoulders bowing , offers him his Back , On bended Knees , as he was wont to do And , trembling , seems his in-bred Love to shew . None could more neatly mount a metled Steed , (l) (l) This Kind of recreation ( formerly in use among the Romanes ) is now ( saith Mounsieur Baudier , in his History of the Serraglio ) common among the Turks , who teach their Horses to kneel , and receive them on their Backs , and in full Carrier , to leap from one Horse to another , to ly along upon them , or to stand upright on their naked Backs , while they run at full Speed : and this to be done frequently in the Hippodrome at Constantinople . Then he ; none surer , as he ran full Speed , Lay backward all along , or stood upon His naked Back , or , when he chanc'd to run A Race , more happily perform'd the Course . But , not a little , wondring at the Horse That equall'd Humane Sense , the Libyan strait His Name , and Honours , who with adverse Fate So bravely did contend , desir'd to know , And , to dispatch him , gave the Mercy-Blow . Then Cynna ( for He to the Tyrians Side Had turn'd his Arms ) who near him then did ride , A Slave to Fortune , answers : Sir ( said He ) His Story worthy of your Ear may be . In former Times , that Rome , which now disdains With so much Scorn , to bear the Tyrian Reins , Was under Kings ; but , hating Tarquin's Sway , Soon as She had his Scepter thrown away , Strait mighty Armies , from Clusinum came , ( If either Cocles , or Porsenna's Fame , Or Lidyan Camps , by Chance , thine Ear have found ) He , with Maeonian Aids , encompass'd round , And Tyrrhen People strove again to bring By War , into his Throne , the banish'd King ; Much , they , in vain , attempted : at the Gate The Tyrant press'd ; when , Peace concluded , strait All Hate 's compress'd , and by a League aside The War is lai'd , and Faith by Pledges ty'd . But , yet ( good Gods ! ) the Romane Hearts , that know Not how to yield , prepar'd to undergo The worst of Ills for Honour ! Claelia , who Not yet the Age of twice six Summers knew , One of the Latine Maids , that did remain A Pledg of Peace , among the Virgin-Train Transmitted to the King : She ( not to speak Of what the Men perform'd ) that King , the League , Her Years , the Flood contemning , fearless , o're Admiring Tyber , from the Hostile Shore , Swum , and the Billows broke with tender Hands . Had Nature chang'd her Sex , the Tyrrhen Lands Porsenna happily should ne're again Have seen ; but ( that I may no more detain You in her Story ) from her Stock He came , And from the famous Virgin took his Name . As He this Story told , a sudden Cry , On the Left-Hand , broke forth , appearing nigh , Where Paulus Body , 'mong the Arms of Men , And mangled Corps , in Ruin mix'd , they then Dug up , amidst the Slaughter'd Heaps . Alass ! How alter'd ? how unlike to Him he was , That , lately , with his Shafts the Punick Bands Had routed ? Or , when the Taulantian Lands , With Honour , he had vanquish'd , and did bring Into Subjection the Illyrick King ? His hoary Locks all black with Dust ; upon His Beard dry Clots of Gore ; a Mural Stone His Teeth had broke : His Body all one Wound ; Which when , o'rejoy'd , the Libyan Captain found , Fly , Consul Varro , now , securely fly ; And live ( said He ) since Paulus , here , did dy : Fly ; and to lazy Fabius , to the State , And People , Cannae's Story all relate . If Thou desir'st , so greedily , the Light Of Life , I 'le grant Thee such another Flight . But He , whose valiant Heart ( that justly claim'd Me , for a Fo ) so brave an Heat enflam'd , With the last Rites of Funeral , by Me , And Decent Sepulture , shall Honour'd be . How Great here Paulus dost Thou ly ? Whose Fall , Alone , is greater Joy to Me , then all The Thousands We have slain ; and so , when Fate Me , with the Safety ( Carthage ) of thy State ▪ Shall call , do I desire to dy . This said , T' Interr his Friends , when the next Morn displai'd Her Blushes from her Bed , and to prepare A Pyle of Arms ( that to the God of War Were to be burnt ) He gives Command : then all , Though weary , to the Work commanded fall , And strait in sev'ral Heaps the Groves are lai'd , And , on the shady Hills , tall Woods are made To Eccho with their Axes : here to Ground They fell the Ash , and shady Pop'lar , crown'd With hoary Leaves , and there the Holm , that took Root in their Grand-sire's Age , and firmest Oak ; With Pines , that flourish by a River , and Sad Cypress , that near Sepulchres do stand , A mournfull Ornament . These to the Field They bear , and there , with Emulation , build The Fun'ral Pyles ( an Office to the Slain , Fruitless , and sad ) till in the Eastern Main Sol drench'd his panting Steeds , and , by his Flight From Heav'n , with Stygian Darkness rais'd the Night . But , when again the Phaëthontian Reins Shed their first Beams on the Eōan Plains , And did to Earth its Colours all restore , They Flames apply , and Corps , distilling Gore , Burn , in an Hostile Land : an horrid Dread Of various Chance , seising their Thoughts , is spread With Silence through their Hearts , lest Fortune , by An adverse Fight , might cause them there to dy . But Sacred ( Mars ) to Thee , up to the Skies , Like a vast Hill , a Pyle of Arms doth rise : The General himself lifts up a tall And flaming Pine , and thus on Thee doth call : Great Father Mars ! who , now , hast heard my Pray'r ; These Sacrifices of a Prosp'rous War , And First-fruits of the Fight , within this Flame , I , Hannibal , or'e the Ausonian Name Victorious , burn , to Thee , and living Bands Offer these chosen Arms , with gratefull Hands . Then , throwing in the Torch , the greedy Fire Devours the Pyle ; and strait a flaming Spire Breaks through the Smoak , and to the Stars ascends , And a clear Light through all the Field extends . Thence , hasting to the Tomb , and Funeral To Paulus giv'n , the Honour of his Fall , Insulting , boasts . A lofty Pyle , there , They Had rais'd , and softer Beds , compos'd of Hay : Gifts likewise added are , to th' Valiant held A Fun'ral Honour : His dire Sword , and Shield , ( Of late a Terrour , and a stately Sight ) Then Fasces torn , and Axes ta'ne in Fight . No Wife , no Sons , no Troops of Kindred near Ally'd , were there ; nor on the lofty Bier ( As Custom was ) old Images precede , And grace the Exequies : But , now , instead Of other Pomp , was Hannibal , alone Sufficient , to Eternize His Renown : Shining with richest Purple ( to the rest Upon the Pyle ) He , sighing , threw his Vest , And , after that , His Gold-embroider'd Cloak : Then to His Shade , with this last Honour , spoke . Ausonia's Glory ! go Thou thither ; where Souls , great in Deeds , and Virtue , seated are ; Thou , by Thy Noble Death , hast Honour gain'd : Fortune , as yet , with her unconstant Hand , Our Labours guids , and doth command , that We Of future Chances ignorant should be . Thus He , and , strait from crackling Flames , into Aetherial Air , the joyfull Soul doth go . Now Fame , her Voice encreasing , to the Skies , The Sea , and Earth , and chiefest City flies● (m) (m) So great ( saith Livy , lib. 22. ) was the Lamentation , & Confusion through the City , that Fabius , whose present Courage gave Counsel to the rest , was constrained to confine the Women to their Houses , and in that great Consternation , to omit the Anniversary Sacrifice to Ceres . They now distrust their Walls , and , trembling , all Hope Safety onely in the Capitol . For now , for their Defence , no Youthfull Bands Survive ; an empty Name Ausonia stands , Without a Body : that the Enemy Not yet broke through the Gates , they think to be Delay , through Scorn : their Houses now appear To burn , the Temples spoil'd , and ev'ry where Their Sons , in cruel Slaughter , to expire Before their Eys , and the sev'n Tow'rs on Fire . One Day lamented the approaching Falls Of twice an hundred (n) (n) Senatours . Chairs , and sinking Walls Of now-exhausted Rome , depriv'd of twice Three hundred thousand Youth besides ; and this After sad Trebia , and the Tuscan (o) (o) Thrasimene . Flood : And of Allies , as great a Loss of Blood . Amidst these Griefs , the Pious Senate all , By Lot , to their appointed Charges fall : Old Fabius , super-vising what was done With Diligence , th' Affrighted calls upon . Believ 't , there 's now no Reason to delay ; We must be speedy , that the Libyan may , T' approach our armed Walls , attempt in vain . By Sitting-still cross Fortune Strength doth gain Among the Fearfull , and Adversity Through Fear grows greater . Go , go speedily , (p) (p) Such Arms , as were taken from their Enemies , had long been preserved , as Trophies in their Temples : but , in this Exigency , they were constrained to make use of them to Arm their Slaves . Snatch from the Temple Arms ( Brave Youths ) go make The Courts , and Porches , naked ; quickly take The Targets from the Walls , were gain'd in War : Enough our Numbers for our Countrey are , If we loose nothing through our Fear to fight : In open Fields , that horrid Plague may fright Perchance ; but the light-naked Moor shall ne're Break through these Walls , or boast his Triumphs here . While Fabius thus excites their Minds , with Dread Dejected . 'Bout the Walls a Rumour 's spread , That Varro was at Hand , and ev'ry Breast With secret Trouble , and with Doubt , 's possest . As , when , a Vessel wrack'd , safe from the Sea , Alone , the Pilot , swimming , makes his Way To th' open Shore ; the People trembling stand , Uncertain whether they should lend an Hand To help Him , or refuse Him , and , the rest So lost , his sole Survival all detest . How great his Infamy , who durst come near The Ports , so sad an Omen to their Fear ! These Discontents , and Troubles to a●swage , And turn the wav'ring People from their Rage , Fabius declares ; How Base it was to be Vex'd at Mis-fortunes in Adversity , It did un-manly seem , in those to bend , Who their Original from Mars pretend , Who could not hide their Griefs , but were intent To remedy their Woes by Punishment : But , if they would permit him , to upbraid , To Him that Day more Dismal shin'd ( he said ) When He saw Varro marching to the Field , Then that , wherein Dis-arm'd he Him beheld . This Language all their Threats allay'd , and strait Their Hearts were turn'd . Now they condole his Fate , Now , summ up all the Comforts from them ta'ne By the Sidonian , in two Consuls slain . (q) (q) At Varro's Return , lest the People should grow insolently-cruel , at the Mis-fortunes of their Generals , the Senate gave him Thanks , that he had not despaired of the future good Fortune of the Common-Wealth . Then , to congratulate Him , out they run In Troops ; protesting , that whate're was done , They did believe , proceeded from a great And valiant Minde ; That trusting to the Fate Of their Fore-Fathers , and their mighty Power , He not despair'd of the Tarpeian Tow'r . No less sad , for his Crime , and full of Shame , Towards the Walls , the Consul , weeping , came : Not daring his dejected Looks at all To raise , to see his Countrey , and recall Their Griefs . The Senate , and the People , that To meet Him went , seem'd not to gratulate His Safety : but sad Parents to require Their Sons , and Brothers ; or , enflam'd with Ire , To tear the Consul's Face , appear'd to come : And therefore , with a silent Lictour , Rome He , Private , enters , and through Grief contemn'd That Honour , which the Gods , so late , condemn'd . But Fabius , and the Senate doth provide Speedy Relief , all Sadness lai'd aside ; And strait the (r) (r) These Slaves were in number ten thousand ( some say eight thousand ) and bought from their Masters at the Publick Charge , and made free , that they might not dishonour the Romane Militia . Slaves are arm'd : nor doth that Shame , For common Safety , move them to dis-claim The Camp . But to reduce th' Aeneï●n State , By any Means , within the Laws of Fate , It is Decreed , and for the Sacred Tow'r , Honour of Freedom , and Imperial Pow'r , Ev'n Servile Hands to Arm. Now , they devest Boys of their Garments , and their Shoulders prest With Arms , to them unknown : stiff Helmets close Their tender Cheeks , and in the Blood of Foes They are commanded to grow up to Men. But , when 't was mov'd the Captive Troops agen Should Ransom'd be at easie Rates ( for there Of such , that sought it , many thousands were ) (s) (s) That for the Future , their Souldiers might either dy , or conquer , the Romanes refused either to redeem the Captives at the publick Charge , or permit their Redemption by their private Friends : by which means they were most of them cruelly destroyed by their Enemies , who forced many of the chief , and the nearest relating in Blood to fight as Gladiatours , and be a Pastime to them , while they killed each other . Appian . Hann. They to the wondring Libyan left them all . So much the Possibility to fall , Arm'd , into Bondage , did all Crimes exceed , All other Guilt surpass . Then , 't was Decreed , That whosoever should Convicted be , T' have fled the Fight in farthest Sicily , Should serve , untill the Fo th' Ausonian Land Should quite relinquish . Such then Rome did stand ! Next whom , Thou , Carthage , had the Fates thought good To change her Manners , mightst , as Chief , have stood . The End of the Tenth Book .
At Decius ●um Vincla ligant n●cte ocius inquit ; ( Nam sic Annibalem decet intravisse ) caten●s : Nec plura effari concessum ; obnubitur atra Veste caput , trahiturque ferox ante ora suorum : Nec Venerem interea sugit ex optabile tempos Spargere tela manu mandat fallentianatis .

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SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Eleventh Book . THE ARGUMENT . What People , after Cannae's Loss forsake The Romane Leagues , and part with Libya take . The Capuans proud Demands at Rome : which She Contemning , forc'd the Messengers to flee With a Repulse . Strait Capua entertains The Libyans , which Decius disdains : His Faith , and Noble Courage : He is sent , In Chains , to Carthage : whither , as he went , By Storms , upon Cyrene , he is cast ; Where , rescu'd from the Libyans , at last He dies . With wanton , and luxurious Feasts Loose Capua entertains her Libyan Guests . Amidst their Mirth , the Death of Hannibal Pactulus Son conspires . Mago , with all The Spoils of Cannae , is to Carthage sent , The People's Acclamations , and Content , When he arriv'd . He new Supplies demands Of Men , and Monies : Hanno this withstands . In fine , Mago prevails , and all , that He Requires , the Senate grants by a Decree . BUT now what People to the Libyan Side , And the Sidonian Camp , themselves apply'd , Through Cannae's famous Loss , let me unfold . When Fortune fails , no Mortals long will hold Their Faith . Their Hands now , openly , they strive To the perfidious Libyan to give , Too ready in Mis-fortune to despair● ! Before the rest , the cruel (a) (a) The Samnites , a People inhabiting between Campania , Apulia , and Picenum , had often contended with the Romanes , and sometimes had over them very memorable Victories ( as at the Caudin● Straits , where they made two Consuls , with the whole Army , pass under the Yoak ; that is , March Man , by Man , dis-armed , and without their Belts , under two Spears erected , and a third lying cross , like a Gallows , in token of Bondage ) and , though more often overthrown by the Romanes , never lai'd aside their emulous Hatred of them , till utterly subdued , and in a manner extirpated , by Sylla the Dictatour . Samnites are Most eager , on Occasion , to renew Their Hate , and long-concealed Rage to shew . Next , the unconstant (b) (b) The Brutii were the first , that revolted to Hannibal , and continued with Him , till He left Italy , and some of them accompanied Him into Africk . They were originally Shepheards to the Lucanians , and , rebelling against their Masters , planted themselves in the farthest part of Italy , and became a numerous People . But this Defection reduced them to their Pristine Condition of Servants ; their best Imployment , ever after , being to carry Letters . Brutians , who , with Shame , ( Too late ) did afterwards the Fact disclaim . Perfidious Apulians , next to these , With their ambiguous Arms : then , hating Peace , The vain Hirpini , who unworthily Their Faith infring'd . A gen'ral Treachery ( Like the Contagion of some foul Disease ) Through all the Nations spreads : and now with these Atella , now Calatia ( common Fear Depressing Justice ) with their Troops appear , In the Sidonian Camp . Then , with as bold Inconstancy , Tarentum ( that of old Phalanthus built ) the Romane Yoak deny'd : Her friendly Gates high Croton open'd wide , And taught the Thespian Nephews , at the Beck Of Barb'rous Africans , to yield their Neck . Like Rage possess'd the Locri , and the Coast , Where Graecia Major (c) (c) This part of Italy was called Graecia Major , for that it was subdued ●y the Greeks , who built there several ●●ties , as Croton , Arpi , Thurium , ●●rentum , &c. beginning at Locri , and ●●tending its Limits eighty two Miles . Argive Walls doth boast , And Windings , wash'd by the Iönian Sea . These , following the Success of Libya , And Fortune , in that Errour , fearfull , sware To lend their Arms to the Sidonian War . And , now , the stubborn Bord'rers on the Po , ( The Celtae ) strive t' encrease the Romanes Wo Again ; and , mindfull of their antient Hate , With all their Strength , themselves associate . But , whither is 't more just , this impious War To th' Celtae , or the Boii to refer ? Or rather Capua's Madness ; so to please The Cruel Nation of the Senones ? And who would think those Walls , that , first , did rise From Dardan Hands , and did , till then , despise The Friendship of a Barb'rous Tyrant , now , At such a Time , so great a Change should show ? But Luxury , and Ease , that long had bin Nurs'd in their Brothels ; and , through frequent Sin All Shame , all Modesty consum'd , beside Infamous Honour , that , alone , rely'd On Wealth , with Idleness , the City , void Of Laws , and lazy People , quite destroy'd . And then a cruel Pride provok'd their Fall : Their Vices want no Aids ; for none , of all Th' Ausonian People , had a larger Store Of Gold ( so full a Sail their Fortune bore ) Then they : their long-Sleev'd Robes Assyrian Dy Enrich'd ; they Feast , with high Regality , Ev'n in the midst of Day ; soon , as the Sun Diffus'd his Light , their Banquets they begun ; Their wanton Lives all Stains of Vices bear : Beside , the Senate to the People were Severe : the People , through the Senate's Hate Incens'd , Seditions raise ; and , with Debate , Divide their Hearts : The Head-strong Youth , mean-while , Their Crimes encrease ; and greater Sins defile The Aged . And then such , as were of Base Extraction , and whom an Ignoble Race Defam'd , their Falling Countrey 's Reins desire To guide , and to the Chief Command aspire . With Slaughter , likewise , 't was their Use , of old , T' exhilarate their Banquets , and behold Dire Spectacles of such , as with the Sword Contend , mix'd with the Feast ; while on the Board , Besmear'd with Gore , the very Goblets swell Not more with Wine , then Blood of those , that fell . With Cunning , These ( that to the Tyrians He Their Minds , deprav'd , might turn more eagerly ) The Libyan Prince attempts . Because He knew Rome ( notwithstanding all that Chance could do ) Would never yield . 'T was easie to procure What He desir'd : Pactulus ( not obscure For Guilt in this ) He Counsels to require A Share in Government , and to desire , That , with a Sociate Consul , he might bear Alternate Fasces . If an equal Share To Him , in Pow'r , and Honour , they deny'd , Nor to behold two Axes would abide , He , a Revenger , in their View , would stand Of that Repulse . Therefore a Chosen Band With Speed was sent , and Virius ( who the rest In Eloquence excell'd ) himself addrest , Chief in the Embassie . His Birth , indeed , Was mean ; But yet his Fury did exceed All else . Scarce what was impiously desir'd By th' frantick People had He told , and fir'd Their Ears with swelling Words , when a loud Cry , From the whole Counsel rising , did deny His Message with unanimous Disdain . Then ev'ry One upbraids him , and the Fane , Through the Contention of their Voices , shook : And here the brave Torquatus , with a Look , Grave as his Grand-sire's , said . Dost Thou presume ( Oh Capua ! ) such Messengers should come Within the Walls of Rome ? 'Gainst which to bear Their Arms , nor Hannibal , nor Carthage dare , After their Cannae ? Hath 't not touch'd your Ear , That , when in the Tarpeian Temple , here , The Latines proudly urg'd the like Demands : Not with a Vote , or Words , but furious Hands They were repuls'd , and He , who hither brought , And with proud Language utter'd what they sought , With so great Violence , was Headlong thrown , Out at the Temple-Gates , that , bruis'd upon The fatal Rock , he there did expiate ▪ In View of Iove , his Language , by his Fate ? And I , his Off-Spring , (d) (d) This Torquatus ( who is commended by the Poet for his Austerity ) was descended of the Consul Manlius , whom the Romane Militia dreaded for his overmuch Severity in Command . He it was , who , when the Latines ( as now the Capuans ) demanded to have a Consul of their Nation in Rome , forced Annius their Ambassadour out of the Capitol . and ( as some affirm ) broke his Neck down Stairs — . who that Oratour , Then , from this Palace of the Thunderer Expell'd , and Consul , with his naked Hand , Defender of the Capitol did stand , This Mad-man , who appears , with threatning Eys , To view these Trophies of Rome's Victories , And his Fore-Father's Faction to pursue . — Vex'd Fabius seeing , that He fiercer grew , In this Dispute , thus interposing , said , Oh Impudence ! Behold that Seat is made Vacant by Storms of War , and whom of all Your Crew ( I pray ) do you intend to call , And substitute in Noble Paulus Place ? Doth thy Lot , Virius , with the Senate's Grace , Cite Thee , before all other ? Or doth now The Purple to our Bruti Thee allow As equal ? Go thou Fool , go thither , where Perfidious Carthage may , for Thee , prepare Her Fasces . As with Heat he this Exprest , Impatient ev'n with Sighs , within his Breast Longer to keep his Anger ( that thus broke , Like Thunder , forth ) aloud Marcellus spoke . How dull a Patience ( Varro ) doth thy Minde Possess ? Confounded with this stormy Winde Of War , so much , that , now a Consul , Thou These mad , vain Dreams , art able to allow ? Why dost thou not , from hence , these Headlong throw Out at the Gates ? and make these Half-men know How great a Pow'r the Consuls have , that be Created by Our Custom ? And , let Me Advise ( Thou , never-sober Youth ! whose Fall Is nigh ) fly quickly hence . Our General Shall , Arm'd , before your Walls an Answer make , Such , as is meet . With that , they all forsake Their Seats , and , with loud Clamours , press upon The Capuans , who hasted to be gone ; While Virius , vex'd at that Repulse , le ts fall In murmur'd Threats , the Name of Hannibal . But Fulvius , the Presages of whose Minde His future Honour at that Time Divin'd , And falling Capua's Image 'fore his Eys Appear'd , Replies ; Though , Crown'd with Victories , Thou , Hannibal , His Neck in Chains , to Rome Shouldst bring ; Yet ne're , hereafter , shalt Thou come Within these Sacred Walls : then take Thy Flight ( I pray Thee ) whither Thy sick Thoughts invite . At length , this angry Answer of the vext Senate they bore away , with Threatning mixt . Is it thy Will , Great Iove , that Fates should ly Still Buried in so great Obscurity ? An Age more happy shall hereafter come , When a Campanian Consul Pious Rome Shall gladly entertain , and shall afford Secure those Fasces , of Her own Accord , To valiant (e) (e) The first of Foreiners , that had the Honour of being Consul , was Cornelius Balbus , born in the Territories of the Carthaginians . But , after him , many others were admitted ▪ and among them L. Fulvius , a Tusculane , immediately after his Countrey had rebelled against Rome , and he was the Ancestour of that Fulvius , who reduced Capua to their Obedience . See infra , Book 13. Nephews , that were long deny'd Through Arms , & War : but of their Grand-sire's Pride This shall a lasting Punishment remain . Rome shall as soon the Suffrage entertain Of Carthage , as of Capua . This Reply When Virius , intermixing cunningly Fiction with Truth , did , with the Fates , declare : The Fatal Signal of a Bloody War Was giv'n , and the Campanian Youth , inspir'd With Fury , Arms , and Hannibal desir'd . The People , flocking from all Parts , invite The Libyans to their Houses , and recite What mighty Things the Libyan Prince hath done : How He , like Hercules , had over-run The Alps ; and , in His Course , had pass'd those high Aspiring Rocks , that to the Gods are nigh . Who had , a Conquerour , choak'd up the Stream Of Po , with Slaughter : And , how He ( the same Great Conqu'rour ) troubled with Ausonian Blood The Lydian Lake : and Banks of Trebia's Flood Transmitted had , with an Eternal Name , To Fame : How He Flaminius overcame , And Paulus ( Consuls ) whom in Fight He slew . Beside , how He Sagunthus overthrew , In His first War . And then Pyrene's Heights , Iberus , and His Father's Stygian Rites They all ex●oll , and th' War , which long before He , in His Childehood , at the Altar swore . And , then , so many Gen'rals overthrown In Fight ; so many slain , that He , alone , By all the Weapons of the Gods did stand Untouch'd , in Battel . While He did command , With such a Person therefore , they should joyn Their Hands , and with Him , in a League , combine : But , if that Bloodless People's high Disdain , Vain Contumacy , and that Citie 's Reign , That equal Laws , and Fasces had deny'd , ( As to their Servants ) Capua would abide : Varro was then to be preferr'd , that He , Consul , in Purple , might more Glorious flee . Thus boasting , they , by Lot , choice Men prepare To send , that with the Tyrians might swear A League : but Decius , then , the sole Renown Of Capua , in his Breast reserv'd , alone , Unconquer'd Courage : and , receiv'd into The Midst of the Assembly ( for He Knew He might not long delay ) Why do ye make Such Haste , dear Countreymen ( said He ) to break Our Father's Laws ? And , thus , to entertain Into your Families that guilty Man , For breaking of the League , condemned by The Altars ? How is thus all Memory Of Justice lost ? 'T is Noble , still in great Affairs , with private Men , or with a State , To keep Faith in Distress . Time doth invite Us now , for the Rutulians to fight : Now should our Armies move , our Ensigns fly , While their State totters , and a Remedy Their Wounds require . That Kindness is , alone , That 's offer'd , when Prosperity is done , And that gives Aid , where Fortune is declin'd . For 't is no Honour to a gallant Minde , To hug the Fortunate . Then hearken now To Me , their Souls like to the Gods I know , And Hearts still greater , then their greatest Ills. Believe Me , Them nor Thrasimenus fills , Cannae , nor Paulus Memorable Fate : Ev'n These are they , that with their Arms did beat (f) (f) The Samnites , extremely vexing the Capuans by their Incursions into their Borders , and at length fortifying the Hill Tifata , and defeating their Army , in the adjacent Plain , the Capuans with Tears desired Aid of the Romanes , who sent two under the Conduct of their two Consuls , Valerius Corvinus , and Cornelius Cossus , who triumphed over the Samnites , and freed the Capuans . Liv. lib. 7. The Fo , fix'd on your Walls , and Capua From the proud Samnites rescu'd : These are they , Who gave you Laws , who all your Fears expell'd , And which the Sidicinian Army quell'd . Then what Allies , through Malice , do you fly ? Or , rather , whom d' ye entertain ? Shall I , A Trojan , who from Father Capys came , To whom he left his Sacred Rites , and Name From Iove , of great Iulus Kin , shall I Among these Half-men ( Nasamonians ) ly ? Or 'mong the barb'rous Garamantians ( which , In Grinning , salvage Beasts resemble ) pitch My Tent ; mix'd with Marmarick Troopers ? Or Shall I endure a General , that for The League , and Justice takes his Sword ? and Praise From Blood alone unto Himself doth raise ? No ; Right , and Wrong , your Decius does not mix With such Indifference , that he should fix On such a Choice : you with no Good so great Hath cruel Nature Arm'd , as with the Gate Of Death ; which , alwaies-open , gives you Pow'r To leave a tedious Life , at any Hour . Thus , to their Ears averse , while Decius spent His Breath in Vain , a chosen Regiment Made League with Hannibal : and , strait , a Band Of light Autololes , with Noise , at Hand Appear'd , sent by the General before , While He , with a great Body , Marcheth o're The Plains with Speed ; and Decius agen Exclaims , Come ; now 's the Time ( dear Countreymen ) The Hour 's arriv'd , while , following Me , you may Perform an Action , worthy Capua . Now let Us all those Barb'rous Troops destroy ; Let ev'ry one strive soly to enjoy That Honour ; if the Fo approach , the Gate Obstruct with Carcases , and expiate This Errour with your Swords . Such Blood alone Can purge your guilty Souls from what is done . While this ( in Vain ) to all unpleasant , He Express'd ; inform'd of his Severity , With an Heartfull of Rage , the Libyan stands Before the Walls , and , instantly , Commands The Deputies into the Camp to send For Decius , whom rough Valour did commend , And a Breast arm'd with Faith ; a Soul inclin'd To Justice , and then Capua a Minde More great ; who , with undaunted Courage , took Those menacing Commands : and , with a Look Most fierce , as bitter Words returns again . The Libyan Him , so full of brave Disdain , Amidst so many Arms , and Ensigns , thus Aloud upbraids : After Flaminius , And after Paulus , We are challeng'd ! See! Alass ! mad Decius would contend with Me , To give a Fame , and Honour to his Fall ! But hence , my Souldiers , quickly march , with all Your Ensigns , and , in Spight of Him , to Me Let the Campanian City open'd be . What new Wars He can raise I 'de , gladly , try 'Gainst Us , to whom the Alps did openly , And Rocks , that strike at Heav'n , o're which a God Alone ( before Impregnable ) had trod . With that He , angry , blush'd , and from His Eys , Through Fury kindled , sudden Flames arise , And , foaming at his Mouth , deep Sighs he draws , That break , in dreadfull Murmurs , from his Jaws . By the whole Senate thus attended , Hée The City enters ; and , his Face to see The People flocking round , He venteth all The Storms of his dire Rage , and burning Gall ; While the approaching Dangers more enflame Brave Decius Minde , who saw the Instant came Of Time , wherein He was to vanquish all The Praise of an Unconquer'd General . Him neither Flight , nor Barricado'd Doors Conceal . But Free , as if no Libyan Pow'rs , No Hannibal , were then , within the Town , He , with a Fearless Look , walks up , and down ; When strait , with cruel Arms , a furious Band Seis'd Him , and forc'd Him at the Feet to stand Of Hannibal ; who , on a lofty Throne , A Conqu'rour sate , and , with a Thundring Tone , This bitter Language vents . Dost Thou presume , Alone , to under-prop declining Rome , And rescue Her from Ruin ? Thou Fool , say ; Which of the Gods from Me shall take away So great Enjoyments ? Or , was I , to be Subdu'd , reserv'd ( dull Decius ) to Thee ? Weak Decius ! To whom no Woman , born In Agenorean Carthage , but would scorn To Yield . But Him ( for why such high Disdains Should We endure ? ) Fast in deserved Chains ( My Souldiers ) binde . Scarce He an End had made Of Railing ; when stout Decius they invade , And binde , with Chains , His Hands upon His Back . Then , as a Lyon , on the lofty Neck Of a young Bull , amidst the Herd , doth leap , And murmuring with Rage , Victorious , deep Into his trembling Flesh his Claws hath prest , There hanging , feeds upon the groaning Beast : So Decius raging , while His Chains they binde , Come speedily ( for such We ought to finde Thy Entrance Hannibal ) these Chains , the Prize Of this unhappy League , close binde , ( He cries ) So Decius may a Worthy Victime fall : For 't is not fit , that Thou , who placest all Delight in Humane Blood , shouldst Sacrifice Bulls to the Gods . Let Capua , in this , Behold thy Right-Hand ; see thy League : as yet The Court Thou hast not enter'd , nor hast set Thy Foot with in the Temples ; but We see The Prison's open'd by the Cruelty Of Thy Commands . Go on , and give Encrease To Thy Beginnings , by such Acts , as these : Fame shall to Me , when Dead , hereafter tell , That Hannibal in Capua's Ruins fell . But , here , they stop'd His Speech , and o're His Head , To blinde His Eys , a (g) (g) When any Person was condemned , the Judge gave Sentence in these words ; Go , Lictour , binde his Hands , muffle his Head ( which was done by throwing a Cloth over it ) binde him to the cursed Tree , &c. which was the Judgement given against Horatius , for killing King Tullus . Liv. 1. Fatal Robe was spread , And strait He 's dragg'd away , in View of all His Friends : and then Triumphing Hannibal , With a more quiet Minde , and calmer Look , Goes on ; and , viewing all about Him , took Survey of all the Buildings in the Town , And Temples , and , what 's worthy to be known Enquires ; Who built the Walls ; What Numbers are In Arms ; How Great their Treasure was for War : What was their Strength of Horse ; How great withall Their Infantry ? To Him their Arcenal They shew , and (h) (h) Of this Name there were two Fields . The one near Capena , in Etruria , whence a Tribe was taken into Rome , and called Stellatina . This other , lying near Capua , was so fertile , that it was a great Relief to the Common-Wealth , capable to support twenty thousand Men ; as Dausquejus , out of Suetonius , observes . Stellate Fields with Store of Corn. The Day now Phoebus to his Bounds had born , With weary Steeds , and Hesp'rus , by Degrees , Obscur'd his Chariot , hasting to the Seas : When they ( as Custom was ) their Feasts prepare , And , through the City , crown with Royal Fare Their stately Tables Of the Honour He , And Entertainment of a Deity , Thought worthy , sits aloft upon a Bed Of Purple ; that far off its Rays doth spread . Nor was the Troop of Servants single ; some Serve in the Meat ; others burn rich Perfume ; The sev'ral Dishes some , in Order , joyn ; Some serve in Drinke , and Antique Goblets shine , Of massive Gold , upon the Tables ; Night , By num'rous Tapers Flames , is put to Flight : With Noise of those , that Up , and Down , do go The high-Roof'd Palace rings . A Stranger to Such lautious Banquets , with a wondring Eye , The unknown Face of Stately Luxury The Tyrian Souldier views : with Silence (*) (*) Hannibal . He Feeds on , and blames such Prodigality In Banqueting ; and , that such Troops of Guests Were entertain'd , at their delicious Feasts . But when , at Length , His Hunger was allay'd , And His rough Mind , with Wine , more Frolick made ; When Mirth upon His smoother Brow did rest , And weightier Cares were banish'd from His Breast : Cymaean Teuthras his Euboick Lyre Tun'd , and His Ears , dull'd , with the Trumpet 's Dire Alarms , in War , with pleasant Eyrs delights . Now Iove he sings , and his stoln Loves recites : Electra's Bed ( of Atlas Race was She ) From whence sprung Dardanus ; a Progeny Worthy the Gods : how , to Immortal Iove Thence Ericthonius did a Nephew prove : Whence Tros , whence Ilus came , and , in a long Descent , Assaracus : at Length , He sung Capys , who equal was in Deeds , and Fame , To All , and gave unto those Walls their ▪ Name . The Carthaginians , and Campanians , all Applaud his Lays : and , first , the General , With all due Rites , a Goblet Crown'd with Wine Pays to the Honour of the Pow'rs Divine ; The Rest Him follow , and , instructed by Their Custom , Bacchus Juice flows lib'rally Upon the Boards , and fires their swelling Veins . And , now , the Tyrians having giv'n the Reins To Mirth , a Valiant Soul , untouch'd with Wine , ( For willingly , brave Youth , Thy high Design , Worthy all Memory , I 'le not pass by In Silence ; nor deserved Fame deny To Thy Attempts , which , though Imperfect , yet Were clearest Demonstrations of a Great , And Noble Courage ) from all Venom free Of Drink , the Honour ponder'd , silently Within his Breast , of a Sidonian Fight , And Death ; and , that this Sacred Motion might The rather be admir'd , (i) (i) This young Man , called Perolla , was the Son of Pactulus ( or Pacurvius ) Calavins , who , though he had marryed the Daughter of Appius Claudius , and had likewise given his own Daughter in Marriage to Livius , was the Chief of the Faction , that caused the Capuans to revolt to Hannibal . Liv. lib. 23. Pactulus Son Condemn'd those Arts His Father had begun . He , closely following behinde His Sire , Who , with the Feast oppress'd , did , Slow , retire From the throng'd Palace , when He found a Time To open what He thought , and tell to Him His new Design ; and when the Place was free Behinde Them , from the Palace : Hear ( said He ) My Resolution , worthy Capua , And Us , ( with that , turning His Gown away , He shew'd His Armed Side ) I now intend , With this My Sword , this cruel War to end , And bear the Libyan's Head to Iove : this Sword Shall ratifie this Infamous Accord , Made such by His Deceits ; but , if Your Age Cannot , in so great Spectacles , engage , Or , tyr'd with greater Deeds , now fearfull be , You may securely Home retire , and Me Leave so my Thoughts . Thou Hannibal dost prize As Chief , and to the Gods dost equalize : But how much Greater , then a Libyan Name , Will Thy Son be ? With that a Dreadfull Flame Seem'd from His Mouth to issue , and the Man Already in his Minde the War began . But the Old Man , who , with a troubled Ear , The Weight of a Design , so great , did bear , Trembling , before Him fell , upon the Place . And , as He did , with Kisses , oft imbrace His Feet , Dear Son , by what remains to Me Of Life , and by a Father's Rights ( said He ) And by thy Safety ( dearer far , then mine To Me ) desist ( I pray ) from this Design ; Let me not see Our Hospitality With Murther stain'd , nor Friendly Cups to be Fill'd up with Blood , and Tables overthrown In Fury of the Fight . Canst Thou alone Him , whom nor Armies , Walls , nor Cities dare Withstand , when He comes near , and ev'ry where Ejecteth Rays , like Lightning ? Him , who throws Something like Thunder from His Head , oppose ? If , when thy Sword is spy'd , that Dreadfull Voice He should cast forth , by which He oft destroys Whole Squadrons in the Field ? You but deceive Your self ; if Him , thus Feasting , you believe Disarm'd . Gain'd by so many Slaughters , by So many Wars , Eternal Majesty The Gen'ral Arms. If you approach Him , then , That Cannae , Trebia , and dire Thrasimen , And Paulus mighty Shade before Thee stands , Thou wilt admire ; Will His Companions Hands . Or those about His Person , in so great A Danger Idle be ? I Thee intreat Forbear , nor wish Superiority 'Bove Him , o're whom Thou canst not Victour be . Do not those Fatal Chains , that late did binde Decius , instruct Thee to compose Thy Minde ? Thus talking , when He saw the Youth to be Inflam'd with Love of Greater Fame , and free From Fear ; I nothing more ( said He ) request : Come let 's return , with Speed , unto the Feast . Thou canst not pierce the Breasts of all that Ring Of Tyrian Youth , that now defend the King . Try in this Throat Thy Hand ; for first Thy Blade ( If Thou intend'st the Libyan to invade ) Must through My Bowels pierce . My tardy Age Contemn not Thou ; My Body I 'le engage Against Thee , and that Sword , which cannot be Extorted now , I , by My Death , from Thee Will force . With that He wept , and Hannibal , By Heav'ns great Care , reserved was to fall By Scipio's Arms. Nor then did Conscious Fate Allow , a forein Hand should perpetrate An Act so Great . But , of what Praise was He Depriv'd , whose Glorious Magnanimity , Worthy to Act in Deeds most famous , won So much Renown , for what He would have done ? Then , both together , to the Feast they went Again , and clear'd their Brows from Discontent , Till Sleep dissolv'd their Banquet , and their Mirth . But , as the next bright Morning to the Earth The fiery Steeds of Phaëthon did raise , His Chariot on the Surface of the Seas Reflecting ; fam'd Amilcar's Active (*) (*) Hannibal . Son Already on His great Affairs begun To think . Fierce Mago's Order'd to repair To Carthage , to the Senate to Declare What Hannibal had done . With Him the Prey , And Captivated Men , are sent away , And Spoils , that to the Gods Devoted are , As Sacrifices of a prosp'rous War . The next Part of His Care was to convey Brave Decius ( Alass ! ) to Libya , Reserv'd , at his Return , a Sacrifice To his slow Rage , had not the Deities , Pittying his undeserved Punishment , The Youth , by Storms , to (*) (*) Cyrene . Battus City sent . Here (k) (k) The Ship , driven by Tempest into the Port of Cyrene , ( then under Ptolomy , King of Aegypt ) Decius fled to the King's Statue for Sanctuary , which obliged his Keepers to carry him to Alexandria to Ptolomy , who , understanding the Injustice of his Captivity , released him . Liv. lib. 23. Ptolemy's Pelléan Pow'r the Man Rescu'd from their dire Menaces , that than His Keepers were , and freed his Neck from Chains : But the same Land , that sav'd his short Remains Of Life , from Slavery , soon after gave His Bones , inviolate , a quiet Grave . In the mean Time , the Paphian Goddess findes The wish'd-for Hour , t' involve the Libyans Mindes In secret Ruin , through Prosperity , And their insulting Hearts , by Luxury , To tame ; and , therefore , She her Sons commands , Enticing Darts to scatter from their Hands Abroad , and silent Flames to send into Their Breasts . Then , smiling on the wanton Crew , Now let proud Iuno Us despise ( said She ) ( And 't is no Wonder , for now What are We ? ) Let Her go on , driv'n with propitious Gales . She with her Hands , She with her Arms prevails : We small Shafts onely , from a Childish Bow , Expell , and from Our Wounds no Blood doth flow . But , now , be doing ; now 's your Time : take Aim ( My Sons ) and , with your silent Darts , enflame The Tyrian Youths ; that Army , which nor Fire , Nor Sword , nor Mars , with slackest Reins , can tire , With store of Wine , Embraces , and by Sleep , Must be subdu'd . Into His Bowels deep Let Hannibal imbibed Pleasures drink . To ly on painted Beds , let Him not think It Shame , and with Assyrian Sweets his Hair Perfume ; let Him , that , in Hybernal Air , Boasted , to lengthen out His Sleeps , delight In Houses , rather , to consume the Night : And let Him Learn to give the Idle Day To Bacchus ; and , when cloy'd with Feasts , He may Be charm'd with Musick , and Luxurious Nights Or sleeping spend , or waking in Our Rites ▪ This Venus ; which the wanton Troops commend , And strait , from Heav'n , with Snowy Wings descend : The Libyan Youths , soon , feel their fiery Darts , And the discharged Shafts inflame their Hearts . Now Bacchus Gifts , and Banquets they desire , And warbling Songs to the Piërian Lyre . Now through the Plains no sweating Courser flies ; No Lance , thrown through the Air , doth exercise Their naked Arms : in gentle Baths to rest , Their lazy Limbs they cherish , and , opprest With miserable Wealth , rough Valour 's gone : The General Himself , but breath'd upon By flattering Desire , begins to Feast Anew ; and , oft invited , 's made a Guest . And , by Degrees degenerate ( His Minde , Corrupted by those secret Shafts ) declin'd His Countrie 's Arts. With equal Honour , all Now Capua another Countrey call , Another Carthage . Their Affections , free Before , to greedy Vice , through Victory , Now yield . Nor do the Capuans Measure keep In Luxury ; but , drown'd in Riot , heap Lust upon Lust , and in their Feasts , between Each Course , add Sports , and often change the Scene . So 'bout the Lotos , on Laegaean Banks , The Phrygian Minstrels , with lascivious Pranks , Spartan Canopus fill . And , first , their Ears With his sweet Eyrs . ( while Hannibal appears Extremely pleas'd ) fam'd Teuthras , for his Skill Most eminent , Delights with Voice , and Quill ; And , when he saw the Libyan Prince admire The warbling Nerves , then the Aönian Lyre , With Praise , he celebrates ; and , as he sung , His well-tun'd-Harp conspiring with his Tongue , The Musick that of dying Swans exceeds , And those sweet Lays 'mong many ( for the Deeds Of antient Heroes best the Ear affect ) Most pleasant for the Banquet doth select . Once by the Argive People ( strange to tell ! ) A Lute was heard , that did the Rocks compell To follow , and the flying Stones to stand , Fix'd into Walls . Touch'd by Amphion's Hand , This rais'd the Theban Walls ; while to the Skies Flints , of themselves , in Heaps , congested , rise T' enchanted Tow'rs . Another by his Lays The Phocae tam'd , becalm'd the raging Seas , And Protheus drew through all his Shapes , and bore Arion , on a Dolphin's Back , to Shore . But that , whose Sound , in the Pelîack Cave , A Bridle to the Minds of Heroes gave , And great Achilles Thoughts , the (l) (l) The Centaure Chiron , Tutour to Achilles . Centaure lov'd , And when , upon the Strings , his Finger mov'd , Hell's , or the Ocean's Fury 't would allay . He Chaos , and the World , once wanting Day , Or Light , a starless Lump ; and then how God Diffus'd the Waters of the Deep abroad , And bound the Globe of Earth amidst the Frame ; How high Olympus to the Gods became , By his appointment , a Secure Abode , And chaster Age of Father Saturne shew'd . But those sweet Nerves , by Orpheus touch'd , to whom The Gods , and Shades below , did listning come , Their Quill emerited , now shine among The brightest Stars . His Mother his sweet Song Admir'd , and her Aönian Sisters too ; His Musick the Pangaean Hills pursue . Hemus , and farthest Thrace , Beasts , with their Woods , Him follow , and the Mountains with their Floods ; Unmindefull of their Nests , Flight lai'd aside , Birds , Captiv'd , in th' unshaken Air abide . And , when the Pegasaean Ship ( before The Sons of Earth were skill'd beyond the Shore ) Refus'd the Sea to enter , by His Song , Entic'd up to the Poop , the Waters throng . He those pale Kingdoms , whither Ghosts retire , And Acheron , that with Eternal Fire , And Flames , still Ecchoes , by His Lays alone Subdu'd , and fix'd the ever-rolling (m) (m) The Stone , which Sisyphus rolls in Hell . Stone . Thus Teuthras , with His Thespian Lays their Hearts , Hard'ned in War , to softer Ease diverts . But , in the mean time , with propitious Gales , Mago unto the Coast of Libya sails ; And the desired Port , with Lawrel bound , The Vessel enters , as in Triumph , Crown'd With captive Arms : the lofty Prow displaies A Lustre over all the Neighb'ring Seas : The Seamen in the Road the Ecchoing Shores With Clamours fill , and , as they tugg their Oars Against their Breasts , rais'd by their num'rous Blows , The Foam o're all the broken Ocean flows : To catch their Joys , the eager People press Into the Waves , and , proud of the Success , With great Applause , and Emulation , all Their Welcome celebrate . The General Is with the Gods compar'd : Him , ev'ry where , Matrons , and Nephews , ( that instructed are To Honour Him ) commend : by Young , and Old , The Senate , and the People , He 's extoll'd ; And likewise , by slain Heifers , thought to be Worthy the Honour of a Deity . Into His Countrey thus proud Mago came , And Gates , triumphing in His Brother's Fame , Enter'd : the Senate to their Place resort , And , with a full Convention , throng the Court : There ( as an antient Custom did enjoyn ) All Veneration to the Pow'rs Divine , And the Assembly , pay'd ; I bring ( said He ) News of that broken Force , which Italy Against Us us'd , and of that War , wherein Your Mago no mean Part of Toil hath bin ; And , when We fought , the Gods Our Wishes crownd . There is a Place , from Diomed Renown'd , Possess'd of old by Daunus , the moist Grounds Their Aufidus with rapid Streams surrounds , And , through the Plains o'reflowing , cuts his Way With Speed into the Adriatick Sea , Where falling with great Noise , he beats again The yielding Billows back into the Main : Here Varro , and ( a Name of Honour held Among the Latines ) Paulus , took the Field , Before the Day had chac'd away the Night , And kindled with their shining Arms the Light Of the then rising Morn . Desire , t' engage Enflam'd My Brother , and with equal Rage Our Ensigns hasten on : Earth trembles , strook With Horrour ; high Olympus , groaning , shook : And here the General ( then whom the Earth Unto a Greater never yet gave Birth ) In Slaughter hid the River , and the Field ; And , as He furious charg'd ( this I beheld ) Ev'n with the very Noise , that He came on , Scatter'd , through all the Plains , to Him alone All Italy gave Way : ev'n I beheld , When Coward Varro basely fled the Field , And threw his Arms away : brave Paulus too I saw , when standing o're his Friend , and through His Body pierc'd , with Darts , at length He fell . Aegates , and those Servile Leagues , that tell Our former Infamy , that Glorious Day With Streams of Romane Blood hath wash'd away . If such another Day We live to see ; Then Carthage , surely , Thou the Head shalt be Of ev'ry Nation , and shalt be ador'd By all the World ! These Trophies shall Record The Slaughter ; which , a Badg of Honour , there , On their Left Hands the Noblest Persons wear . With that pours forth ( they wondring to behold ) (n) (n) Rings , among the Romanes , were peculiar to their Knights to wear , and on their Left Hands ; in this Battel were slain five thousand six hundred , and thirty of that Order : and , by the Consent of many Authours , their Rings filled three Bushels . A mighty Heap of shining Rings of Gold , And ratifies His Words : and then again Assumes His Speech ; What then doth now remain , But , that ( said He ) from its Foundation turn'd , Rome , with the Ground , should levell'd be , and burn'd ? Let Us endeavour this , and now repair Our Troops , that by so many Dangers are Exhausted . Let the Treasures open'd be , With greatest Freedom , to such Hands , as We Have gain'd in War . Our Elephants ( a Sight Of Terrour to the Romanes ) now are quite Decay'd , and all Provisions grow low . As this He mention'd , with an angry Brow , He turn'd to Hanno , ( whom the rising Fame O' th' General did long ago enflame With bitter Thoughts ) Now we have giv'n ( said He ) Proof of our Valour , and Designs to Thee . Is it now fit , that I a Latine Swain Should serve ? Or must We Hannibal again Deliver up ? Unhappy Wretch ! forbear Thy Pois'nous Envy , and Thy Thoughts , that are Swell'd high with Stygian Gall. Behold ! that Hand ( At Length Crown'd with so many Trophies , and So many Titles ) ev'n that Hand , which Thou Wouldst have giv'n up to Romane Tortures , now , Their Shores , Lakes , Rivers , & their Fields with Blood Hath fill'd . Thus Mago , while the Senate stood Inclin'd to favour Him in what He spoke . But Hanno , whom both Envy did provoke , And Anger , thus replies : I not , at all , Admire the railing Language , now let fall By that rash , foolish Boy . His Innate Pride , And Brother's Spirit may be soon descri'd In Him , and the vain Venom of His Tongue : But , lest You should think Me so chang'd , among His Vanities , as to desist , I say ; That now 's the very Time , that We should pray Their Peace , and this destructive War forbear : And I beseech You to consider here What 't is He brings ; ( there 's nothing else beside Left to Your Censure ) 't is , that We provide Arms , Ships , Men , Mony , Elephants , with Store Of Corn. If Conquer'd , We could give no more , We have with Trojan Blood , already , cloy'd Rutulian Plains , and Italie's destroy'd : Now then ( good Conquerour ! ) let 's lay aside Our Cares , and in Our Countrey safe abide ; Let not Our Families , that oft have been Made empty , be exhausted now agen By the Expenses of a wastfull War . And , now , I 'me sure , the fatal Day 's not far Remov'd ( I wish , that my Presage may be False , and my Minde with a vain Augury Deluded ) but Their furious Hearts I know , And see the future Anger that will grow From what they suffer . And , for my Part , I Ev'n Cannae dread . For lay Your Ensigns by , Try what is to be done : demand a Peace ; 'T will not be giv'n . Our Ruins will encrease From what they feel : and they would sooner yield To League with Us ; if they had won the Field , Then now , when overcome : But Thou , who dost , With such proud Language , so Great Actions boast , And , with such swelling Noise , invad'st the Ears O' th' Ignorant , Thy Brother , ( who appears Equal to Mars in Arms , then whom the Earth Unto a Greater never yet gave Birth , For War ) Why hath not He ( I pray thee say ) Unto the Walls of Rome yet March'd away ? We Children , not yet fit the Weight to bear Of Arms , may , from their Mothers , force to War , And Rigg a thousand Ships at His Command , And seek for Elephants through all Our Land ; That Hannibal , thus arm'd , His Empire may Prolong , and Reign unto His dying Day . But You , my dearest Countrey-men ( for Us No hidden Dangers compass ) do not thus Spoil Your dear Families ; but moderate The Arms , and Wealth of such , as in the State Have Pow'r ; let Peace , that is the Best of things To Mortals known ; Peace , that more Honour brings , Then Myriads of Triumphs ; Peace , that can Our common Safety keep , and make This Man Equal to That : into Our Countrey be At Length recall'd , and let the Infamy , And Name of Treachery be banish'd from Thy Walls ( Phoenissa ) but , if You 're become So greedy of a War , and still persist , Not to give up your Arms , at the Request Ev'n of your Countrey , truly I advise , That hence your Fury may have no Supplies : And this let Mago to His Brother say ; More He 'd have said ( for Speaking could not lay His Anger ) but the Clamours of the Rest , Divided in their Votes , his Speech supprest . At length , 't was answer'd : If that the Renown Of Libya ( Hannibal ) excell'd by none In Arms , be Cause of Anger unto Thee , Ev'n at the very Bounds , must therefore We Be wanting to the Victour ? Or our Aid Refuse , that one Man's Envy may be made A Bar unto that Empire , which We now Have gain'd ? With that they readily allow Whate're for War is needful ; proud , that so Their Favour , in His Absence , He might know . Then to Iberia they decree the same Should be convey'd ; while Envy did defame The General 's Immortal Deeds , and made His Honour to be lessned by this Aid . The End of the Eleventh Book .
Iupiter Aethiopum remeans tellure minantem Romuleo vt Poenum vidit succedere vallo . ●ulminaque et tonitrus , et nimbos concitat atros , Quo vnis oveco●s● maioraque bella capessis Nortali quam ferre datum ? Iuno inquit , 〈…〉 dimouit nubem , Ver●que apparuit ore .

Honoratissimo Dn● . Domino , Edoardo Comiti Manchestriae , Vicecomiti Mande 〈…〉 de kimbolton Dn● . Camerario Hospitij Dn● . Regis , Cancellario Academiae 〈…〉 Sanctioribus Consilijs , et Inclyti Ordinis Pericelidis Equiti , Tabula sum̄a cum Observantia D.D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Twelfth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Through Luxury , and Ease , the Lybians , made Effeminate ▪ Parthenopè invade , And are repuls'd . From thence to ●umae , then To Putzol , on they March , and are agen Repuls'd : the Sulph'rous Soil , the Pools , and Lakes Describ'd . From thence the Libyan Captain makes His Army march to Nola , where they are Or'ethrown . What Contributions for the War At Rome are made : such as , would Service flie In War , are punished with Infamy . Torquatus prospers in Sardinia . The Libyan , wasting Countries in his way , And burning Towns , goes to Tarentum ; where The City is betrai'd : the Romans are , For Safety , fo●c●d to flie into the Fort. The Ships , by them block'd up , within the Port , By a new Stratagem unto the Sea , Over the Hills doth Hannibal convey . By his Host's Treach'ry brave Graochus falls , In vain endeav'ring the besieged Walls Of Capua to relieve . The Libyan goes To Rome ; where Storms , and Lightning him oppose . NOW the sharp Winter , in the Earth again , His Icy head , his Temples swell'd with Rain , And Cloudy Brows had hid ; and Spring , with clear And warmer Air , and Winds , began to chear The fertile Fields ; when forth the Libyan breaks From Capua , and with Panick Terrour shakes The neighb'ring Towns . As Serpents , that lay still Conceal'd , while the Riphaean Winds were chill , In warmer Days roll from their secret Beds , And , shining new , erect their Radiant Heads , And , from their lofty Jaws , their Venom Spout . But soon as Libya's Ensigns Shin'd about The Fields , through Fear , all Desolate was made , And strait in Works , as Terrour did perswade , Despairing Safety , they themselves enclose , And Trembling , on the Walls , expect their Foes . But then that Vigour , that did Arm'd invade The Alps , and , breaking through , a Passage made , That Trebia enjoy'd , and stain'd , with Blood Of Bravest Romanes , the Maeonian Flood , Was lost . Their Limbs with Wine , and Pleasure made Effeminate , and , dull with Sleep , decai'd : Those , that were wont in coldest Nights to ly Loaden with Arms , beneath a Stormy Sky , And oft , when Show'rs of Hail came Rushing down , Contemn'd their Tents : who ne're by night were known To lay their Quivers , Darts , Swords , Shields aside , And Arms , as useful as their Members try'd ; Their Helmets , now , an heavy Burden call , Their Targets Weighty seem , their Jav'lins all So weakly thrown , that they with Silence fly . The first of all , that was a●saulted by Their Arms , was Fair (a) (a) Naples . Parthenop●e , a Town Not Wealthy ; but for Strength of some Renown : But the convenient Port the General , who Sought to secure the Ocean , thither drew ; That Ships from Carthage , there , might safe arrive . The Citizens did then in Pleasure live , And entertain'd , in Peace , the Muses , free From weight of Cares : Siren Parthenopé , From (b) (b) The Sirens were the Daughters of Achelous , and Melpomene . Achelôus sprang , whose Musick long Reign'd in those Seas , when Her delightful Song Destroy'd the Mariners , that near Her came , Left , to those Walls , Her memorable Name . Assaulting this behinde , ( for by the Sea The Front was Safe ) the Libyan no way With all his Strength could force . Inglorious in The loss of that Design , He doth begin , With Rams , to Batter the obstructed Gates : And there , that Conquerour , that ev'n the Fates At Cannae had Subdu'd , did stand , in Vain , Before a (c) (c) For that antiently it was Peopled with a Greek Colonie . Graecian Bulwark : and again A cautious Resolution doth approve By that Event ; for that He did not move , After the Daunian Field ( that sadly swum In Trojan Blood ) unto the Walls of Rome . Now You , that call me Idle , and that say , I know not how , to give the Fates their Way ; For that I would not suffer you to Climbe ( Said He ) the Walls of Rome , ev'n at a Time When you had newly Fough● ▪ now enter , and Within these Houses , which a Graecian Band Onely defends , give Us that Festival , Which once you Promis'd , in the Capitol . While thus He them upbraids : incens'd with Shame ( Should He desert the place ) of future Fame , He ev'ry thing attempts , and eager Whets Their Swords , with his accustomed Deceits . But sudden Flames upon the Walls , and through The Air , at ev'ry Breach , swift Weapons flew . As , when an Eagle hides upon an High Imperious Rock her Yong , if silently A Serpent thither crawl , and gaping wide , By his Approach , her Brood is terrifi'd , She with her Bill , and Talons ( wont to bear The Arms of Iove ) still Watchfull , ev'ry where , Resists her Enemy , and flies about The Circle of her Nest , to keep him out . Weary , at length , to Cuma's Port He took His Way , by various Motion to provoke Fortune , and wave that Blow to His Renown . But Gracchus , then Commander of the Town , Was its Defence , and forc'd Him to retreat Ev'n from the Walls , not suff'ring Him to set Before the Gates , or hope for Entrance there . Then , mounted on a nimble Steed , Despair Seising His Minde , He views , and searcheth all , And thus again doth on His Souldiers call , With Arguments of Praise : Good Gods ! ( said He ) What Period ( Friends ) what Measure shall We see Of Standing , thus , at (d) (d) Cumae , and Naples Grecian Towns , while none Of You remember , what You once have done ? Is it because a greater Bulk doth stand Before You , then the Alps ? and I command , That You should climb again those Rocks , that strike At Heav'n ? Should We another Land , that 's like To that now finde , where sudden Rocks , and Snow Invade the very Stars , would You not go ; And boldly Arms , where're I lead You , bear ? These Walls ( Alass ! ) and Cuman Rampires , here , Despairing Gracchus hold , I who , perceive , Ev'n in the least of Danger , dare not leave Those Ports : but shall the World then think what You Have gain'd by Toils , you did by Chance subdue ? I , by those Gods , that at the Tyrrhen Lake Propitious were , entreat ; for Trebia's sake , And by Sagunthus Dust , Your selves now shew Worthy Your present Fame , and Cannae to Your Thoughts recall . As thus He sought to raise , And fix with Words , their Minds , with wanton Ease Made dull , and through Prosperity decay'd ; And , as he there the Avenues survai'd , A shining Temple , on the Top of all The Tower He spy'd , whose fam'd Original Thus , Capua's cruel Captain , Virius told . In this Our Age , that Fabrick You behold , Was not ( said He ) erected , greater Hands Built it : when Daedalus liv'd in the Lands Of the (e) (e) Minos , King of Crete . Dictaean King ( thus Fame doth say ) To quit the Earth , by flying , He the Way First found ; none else , in all the World , did dare , On borrow'd Wings , himself into the Air To lift , and shew men how to fly . But He , His floating Body poising equally Amidst the Clouds , soon mounted out of Sight ; Like a strange Bird , affrighting in His Flight The very Gods . His Son likewise assumes , By his Advice , the Shape of borrow'd Plumes , To try the waies of Birds . But Him again He fal'n beheld , beating the troubled Main With his unhappy Wings , and broken Oars Of Quills ; and , as Indulgent , he deplores His sudden Fate , moving his Hands unto His Breast , unmindefull whither He would go , Sorrow his Flight delay'd : but , to appear Gratefull for his Cloud-wandring Passage , there To Phoebus he first built that Holy Fane ; And lai'd aside his daring Wings again . This Virius . But Hannibal each Day Pass'd without Action Numbers , of that Stay , And cross asham'd he Sighs , and Quits the Town , Resolv'd to satiate his Grief upon The Dicarchaean (f) (f) Putceli . City : but ev'n there The Sea , and Industry of those , that were Within , and lofty Walls , repell his Rage . And , while a Tedious Labour doth engage His Army , there to force a Passage , through The rough obstructed ways , He takes a view Of the Mirac'lous Pools , and Soil not far From thence . The Chief of Capua present are ; And one among the rest begins to show , Whence the warm Baiae were so call'd , and how One of the Fam'd Dulichian Ship , which came Upon that Coast , left to that Pool his (g) (g) Baius , one of Vlysses his Companions , buried there . Name . Another tells , the Lucrine Lake of old Was call'd Cocytus ; and commends the Bold Adventure of Alcides , 'midst the Sea , When He disperst its Waves , and brought away ▪ Th' Iberian Heard : how Styx its Antient Name Had to Avernus chang'd , of greatest Fame Among those Silent Lakes : then the Dark Face Of Groves , and Shadows , that invest the Place . Fatal to Birds , it breaths , into the Air , A dire Contagion , and is ev'ry where Renown'd , for Stygian Worship . Near to this , ( As Fame reports ) a Dreadful Pool there is , Which leads to Acheron , and , op'ning wide With a Deep Gulf , divides , on either Side , The gaping Earth , and sometimes doth affright The Ghosts below with unexpected Light . Not far from this , the Place all Dark , they tell , Where the Cymmerian People long did dwell , In a Tartarean City , under Ground , Press'd with Infernal Clouds , and Night profound . At length , they shew those Famous Fields , that Fire , Sulphur , and boiling Brimstone still expire . From the parch'd Entrails of the Groaning Earth Black Vapours break , like Waves , and , at their Birth , Into the Air cast Stygian Blasts , that from The trembling Caves , with dreadful Murmurs , come . And as , sometimes , the Fire beats round about Those hollow Rooms , and Labours to get out , It sadly Bellows , with a threatning Sound , And tears the mangled Entrails of the Ground , Destroys the shaking Mountains , eaten through With Flames . The Gyants there ( if Fame say true ) (h) (h) The Phlegraean Field , where the Gyants were overthrown by Hercules . Subdu'd by Hercules , the Earth that 's cast Upon them shake , and , often breathing , Blast The Fields , and , when they Threaten to prevail , And break their Chains , the very Heav'ns grow Pale . There cruel Mimas Prison ; Prochyté Appears : and , farther off , Inarimé ; Which , with Black Storms , fuming Iapetus down Doth press . While frequent sulph'rous Flames are thrown From his Rebellious Mouth , and , if he should At any time get loose , again He would Against the Gods , and Iove , the War renew . Not far from these Vesuvian Cliffs they shew , And on the Top the Rocks , devoured still By Flames , with Ruins , round the broken Hill , And Stones , that equal Aetna's Fates : and there He sees Misenus , in his Sepulcher , Keeping his Trojan Name , and on the Shore Th' Herculean Bauli . Thus doth he explore . With Wounder , both the threatnings of the Sea , And Labours of the Land . These seen , away To th' Pherecyades high Walls he hasts , And the Nysaean Top of Gaurus wasts , Fertil● in Gen'rous Vines . From thence amain His Troops he leads to Nola ; ( in a Plain Nola is scituate , encompass'd round With num'rous Tow'rs , guarding the Level Ground With a deep Trench ) but there Marcellus , who Assum'd not Arms to be protected so By Tow'rs , who would have Valour onely made Their Wall 's Defence , brought them both Strength , and Aid . He , when far off the Libyan Fleet he spy'd , Which thither Steer'd , and tow'rds the Walls apply'd The Flow'r of all their Force ; To Arms , said He ; The cruel Fo draws near . And instantlie , Exclaiming thus , his Arms he takes in Hand ; And strait the eager Youth about him stand , And in a Rage ( as Custom was ) put on Their bloudy Casks . Then , running up and down , The Troops he orders thus ; Nero , by Thee That Port , on the Right-Hand , shall guarded be : Thou Tullus , who the Volsci's Glory art , Thy Larinantian Ensigns shalt divert , And Country Cohorts , to the Le●t ; and , when I give the Word , with sudden Fury then , And Silence , force the Gates , and pour into The Fields your Show'rs of Darts against the Fo ; Into the Midst of them I 'le charge , and force From th' open Gates the Skirmish of their Horse . As thus Marcellus spoke , the Libyans strove The Bars , and Pallisadoes , to remove , And the despised Walls to scale . Then , round The Town , the Trumpets , and shrill Cornets sound , With Shouts of Men , hoarse Horns , and clashing Arms Against their furious Limbs . With these Alarms The Elephants advance , incited by The Darts upon them thrown : and suddenly , Like a rude Storm , the Troops of Horse came on , And charg'd . As when , the Banks , & Locks , o'rethrown , Unruly Rivers Inundations make : Or , driv'n by Boreas , foaming Billows break Against the Rocks : Or , an Eruption made From their dark Prisons , Winds the Land invade Nor with that dreadfull Sight of Arms , and Men , Could Libya hope to gain the Place . For then , On 's frighted Steed , the (i) (i) Marcellus . Dardan General Advanc'd , and at their flying Backs , withall His Fury , press'd His Lance : invoking thus His Friends ; The Gods , and Time , now favour Us. Go on , this leads to Capua's Walls . And then , Turning upon the Enemy agen ; Stay , whither haste Ye● I do not ( said He ) Upbraid thy flying Men , but rather Thee , Perfidious Hannibal ; for in our Hands The War , this present Field , and Army stands : I 'le quit Thy Troops from Slaughter , let Them see A single Combate between Thee , and Me. Marcellus this demands ! This said , the Fame , And Value , of the Danger did enflame Him with the Libyan to begin the Fight . But this to Iuno was no pleasing Sight ; Who Him diverted , hasting to His Fall , From what He then design'd : while Hannibal Strives all He can to Rally , and to Stay His frighted Troops . Such then from Capua , And from those fatal Mansions , do We come ? ( Said He ) Oh stand , ye Wretches ; You , whose Summ Of Glory , is Dishonour ! Credit Me , No Place will Faithfull prove to You , that flee : You have deserv'd , that all Ausonia now Should rise against You ; and it is from You , You , that with so great Terrour routed are , That all may both of Peace , and Life despair . His Voice suppress'd the Trumpet 's Sound ; and , though Obstructed , through their Ears , his Clamours go . In Graecian Arms young Pedianus stood , Most fierce in Fight , and from that Trojan Blood Himself derived , that from Antenor came . Nor less , then His Original , in Fame Was He , (k) (k) A River , that descends from the Alps , and , running more then forty Miles under Ground , breaks out again near Venice , and emptieth it self into the Adriatick Sea ; the Euganean Lake not far from it . Sacred Timavus Glory , and A Name belov'd in the Euganëan Land . To Him , nor Father Po , nor those , that boast Their Aponus , nor the Venetian Coast Could any Equal finde . Whether he fought , Or in a studious Life the Muses sought , Or turn'd Aönian Ditties with his Quill , Not any was more famous for His Skill : As He , in full Career , did close pursue The Libyans at their Backs ; and , near them , knew The Cask , and Noble Spoils , of Paulus slain , Worn by young Cinyps , who rejoyc'd ( in vain ) In that great Favour of his General . This Cinyps was belov'd by Hannibal : None was , then He , more Beautifull in Face , None in the Fore-Head had a greater Grace ; So shines that Ivory , that , in the Air Of Tibur bred , Time never can impair ; Or Gems of the Red-Sea , which in the Ear , For Whiteness of admired Price , We wear . Him Glorious in His Helmet , and His Crest Well known , in the last Rank , among the Lest , When Pedianus spy'd , and to His Eys Paulus , from Shades below , appear'd to rise , Gnashing his Teeth , he charg'd him ; Must ( said He ) The Trophies of that Sacred Head by Thee Be worn ; which not , without the Crime of all The Gods , and Envy , ev'n your General Could wear ? See Paulus ! ( and , with that , upon The Ghost of Paulus calls to see it done ) And , as he fled , his Lance , with all his Force , Thrusts in his Side ; then , lighting from his Horse , Tears off the Cask , and Trophies of the Great Consul , with his Right-Hand , and , while he yet Could see , despoils him of his Honour : all His Beauty is dissolved in his Fall . And strait a Stygian Colour over-casts His Snow ▪ white Limbs , and all the Glory blasts Of His admired Form ; His Amber Hair Disorder'd falls ; His limber Neck can bear No more its former Weight ; but , as opprest , Sinks with His Head into His Milky Breast . So , when then (l) (l) Lucifer . Cythereian Star again Rising , refresh'd , from the Eöan Main , Himself to Venus boasts , if Clouds invade His Face , the Lustre of his Beams will fade , And soon , decreasing in that Mask of Night , Retires his languishing , and fainting Light . Ev'n Pedianus , as he takes in Hand His Helmet , at his naked Face doth stand Amaz'd , and checks his Rage , and then away Bearing , with Shouts , unto his Friends his Prey , He Spurs his furious Steed ; which Stains with Gore , From his fierce Mouth , the frothy Rems he wore . But , then Marcellus , fierce in Arms , came on , And meeting Him , the Honour He had won Thus gratulates . Go , Antenorides , Go on ; and by such valiant Acts , as these , Surpass thy Ancestours ▪ it now ( said He ) Remains , the Spoils of Hannibal should be Our Prize . Then , fir'd with Rage , his fatal Lance , With dreadfull Noise , he threw ; nor had , perchance , His Wish been vain , had not the Obvious Force Of Gestar with his Body stop'd the Course O' th' flying Shaft : for , while He , fighting near At Hand , defends his General , the Spear , Not aim'd at Him , past through Him , ending all His mighty Threatnings in His changed Fall . With that the General , with Speed , withdrew , Struck with the Danger of his Death , and to The Camp retir'd . Then , with a Headlong Rout , The Libyan Army turn'd their Arms about , And all contend , who shall most Speedy fly : Their Enemies Pursue , and satisfie The long-contracted Anger of their Woes ; While ev'ry Man with Emulation shows To the Revenging Gods , and Heav'n , His Sword , All stain'd with Blood . (m) (m) The Reputation of this Victory was of greater Consequence , then the Victory it self ( though some say the Carthaginians lost two thousand three hundred , and the Romanes but one man ) for from thence the Roman●s took Courage , scarce believing before , that Hannibal could be vanquished in open Fight . That Day did first afford That , which ev'n from the Gods none durst believe Before ; that it was possible to give A Stand to Hannibal in Fight : but then They took His Chariots , Eleph●nts , and Men , And strip'd the Living ; and , thus joy'd to see , That Hannibal did from the Slaughter flee , Return . Marcellus to the God of War , In Honour , is compar'd ; and Greater , far , In Triumph march'd , then when He once did bring (n) (n) His Victory over Viridomarius , King of the Gauls . See above in the first Book . Opimous Spoils to the Tarpeian King . But , when the Libyan Prince , with much ado , Had from His Trenches forc'd the Conqu'ring Fo ; When , and with how much Hostile Blood , shall I Wipe off this Stain ? Ausonia saw Me fly . Oh Iove ! ( said He ) dost thou conclude , that I Am worthy , after Trebia , thus to dy ? And You , My long-unconquer'd Troops ! who are ( Alass ! ) now Vanquished without a War By Capua's Wealth ; I , not degenerate From former Acts , have seen You turn of late Your Conqu'ring Ensigns from the Latines , and Shew'd them Your Backs : and , when I call'd to stand , And fight , from Me You fled , Affrighted , all , As if from the Italian General . What then o' th' antient War remains ( said He ) In You , who can , when I recall You , flee ? Thus Hannibal , while , with loud Shouts , their Prey The Romane Troops to Nola bear away . But Rome , which had been long inur'd to hear The sad Disasters of their Friends , and ne're Enjoy'd Success , the joyfull Tidings brought At Length , how Happily they then had fought , With that great Favour of the Gods erects Her drooping Head , and Courage recollects . But , first , those Coward Youths , that slowly to The War were drawn ; and , while it rag'd , withdrew , And hid themselves from Danger , punish'd be For their Concealment . Then with Infamy They Mark all those , that , through a fond Desire Of Life , had Arts invented to retire ; Or , in a League with Hannibal had bin Involv'd : and purge the Nation from that Sin . That fatal Counsel's punish'd , and Thy Crime ( Metellus ) who consulted in a Time Of Danger to desert Thy Native Land . Such then the Hearts of Men : the Women stand Resolv'd to equal them , and to require A Share in Glory . Then their Antique Tire , And Gems , which did their Heads , and Hands adorn , And Carkanets , that from their Necks were torn , The joyfull Matrons bring , and to the War With Emulation Sacrifice ; nor are The Men unwilling , they should share so great A Lot of Praise , and , to perpetuate That Act , rejoice to give them Place . Next whom A Noble Troop of Senatours doth come , And all into the Publick Treasure heap Their private Riches : none desire to keep A secret Stock , in Store , for better Days : But , ev'n the Vulgar strive the Banks to raise , And with the Spoils of their poor Lares come . Thus all her Limbs , and Her whole Body , Rome At once employing , rais'd again to Heav'n Her Bloodless Face : besides the Answer giv'n At (o) (o) This Answer of the Oracle was brought by Q. Fabius Pictor , who , ●●●●ructed by the Priest , wore a Wreath of Laurel , as he entred the Temple , to enquire the Oracle , and , when he recieved Answer , went directly to his Ship , on the Poop whereof he placed it , and never removed it , untill he arrived in Rome , where it was deposited on the Altar of Apollo , with great Solemnity . Liv. lib. 23. Cyrrha adds new Hopes , and seems t' allay Their Woes ; the Messengers reporting , they Had joyfull Tidings heard , when from the Den A Sacred Voice , like Thunder , broke , and when , Inspir'd by Phoebus , the Prophetick Maid This bellow'd out ; Let all your Fears be lai'd Aside , fair Venus Race ! Whate're remain'd Of Misery , in your sad War sustain'd , Exhausted is : Light Labours are behinde , And , without Dangers , Fears : be still inclin'd To Pray'rs , and to the Gods Devotions pay ; Warm Sacrifices on their Altars lay : Nor yield to Misery ; for Mars will you Assist , and the (p) Cyrrhaean Prophet ( who Was ever prompt to ease the Trojans Woes ) Will all those Ills , that threaten you , oppose ; But let an hundred Altars , first of all , Be Crow'nd with Fire , as many Victimes fall To Iove ; He this dire Cloud , and Storms of War Shall , Violent , to Libya drive . From far Your selves shall see Him shaking , for the Fight , His Aegis , which shall all the World affright . When this , at Cyrrha sung , they did Proclaim , And to the People's Ears Apollo came , Up to the Capitol they flock amain , There , prostrate to the God , the Holy Fane With Blood they Honour , Paeans sing , and Iove Entreat , the Answer may Authentick prove . In the mean time , Torquatus , old in Arms , Sardinia , with his Countrey 's Force , Alarms : For there ( his Name from Trojan Blood deriv'd ) (q) (q) The Sardinians had yielded to the Obedience of the Romanes at the End of the first Punick War , and now at the instigation of Hanno ( not the Enemy of Hannibal's Family ) rebelled , under the Conduct of Oscus , and Hasdrubal . In two several Conflicts the Sardinians lost the Day : and in the later , twelve thousand men were slain , among them the King's Son Oscus ; three thousand , two hundred taken Prisoners , and with them Hasdrubal , Mag● , and Hanno , three eminent Carthaginians , and the Island reduced to its former Obedience . Hapsagoras unto the War , reviv'd , The Tyrians call'd : brave Oscus was His Son , Worthy a better Father , who , upon His forward Youth relying , train'd His Young , And tender Years ( as Custom was among Those Barb'rous Nations ) in Arms. When He Torquatus saw Advancing , furiously , With hasty Ensigns , greedy to begin The Fight ; strait sallying forth , experienc'd in Th' Advantage of the Place , a nearer Way He takes , and , where thick Forests did display Their shady Heads , through devious Paths , He flies , And , in an hidden Vale , in Ambush lies . The Isle , Man's Foot resembling , by the Sea Encompass'd , and assaulted ev'ry Way By Billows , and by Waves compress'd , contains Vast Tracts of Land : at first the Graecian Swains Call'd it Ichnusa ; But , soon after these ( Boasting His Blood from Libyan Hercules ) From Himself , Sardus on the Land His Name Impos'd ; the Teucri likewise thither came , And , there dispers'd through all the Sea , when Troy Was overthrown , did forc'd Abodes enjoy . Then likewise , Iölaus , to the Land No little Fame didst add ; when with a Band Of Thespians , in thy Father's Navy , there Thou didst arrive . 'T is said , when Cynthia Fair Was by Actaeon in the Fountain seen , And , all his Members torn , his Crime had been Sadly Reveng'd , affrighted at his strange Unusual Fate , and his prodigious Change , His Father Aristaeus fled by Sea , And to Sardinia came : they tell the Way Unto that Coast , to Him before unknown , Was by His Mother fam'd Cyrene shown . The Countrey is from Serpents free , and void Of Poison ; but with Bogs , and Fens annoy'd , The Air 's unwholsom ; where it looks upon Th' Italian Shore , with Rocks , and Hills of Stone , It breaks the sparkling Waves . Within , the Plains With sultry South-Winds , when hot Cancer reigns , Are Pale , and too much parch'd ; but all the rest Is Fertile , and with Ceres Favours blest . Through this rude Tract of Land , & Pathless Groves , The Fo , Torquatus oft deluding , moves , And in Expectance of Iberian Aid , And Tyrian Weapons , for the Battel stay'd . At Length , the Fleet arriving , and his Men Encourag'd more , without Delay , agen He from his Covert leaps : and then at large The adverse Troops drew out , and seem to charge , And joyn , though Distant ; and no Space between , For hasty Darts , at Distance could be see : Till , trustier Weapons , their try'd Swords they drew , And then a cruel Slaughter doth ensue . They kill , and fall alternately , and , on Their fatal Points , descend to Acheron . I cannot hope their num'rous Slaughters , and So many horrid Acts , for a Command So High , so Great , to utter , as I ought , Or equal with my Words their Rage , that fought . But Thou , Calliope , my Labours bless ; That , to Eternity , I may express Our Poët's Noble Deeds , but little known As yet , and Consecrate His due Renown ! Ennius , of King Mesâpus antient Line , Who to the Honour of the Latine Vine Did , by His Valour , add , led the Forlorn To fight , sent thither from Calabria ; born Among the antient Rudiae , now known In His surviving Memory alone . He ( as , of old , the (*) (*) Orphsue . Thracian Singer , who , When Cizycus with War shook Argos , threw His Rhodopeian Darts , when He had lai'd His Quill aside ) with no small Slaughter made Himself to be observ'd , when first he Charg'd , And from the Slaughters of his Hand enlarg'd His Fury . Oscus hoping , if that Stain He wip'd away , Immortal Praise to gain , Upon Him flies ; and at Him throws his Spear , With all His Force : Apollo , sitting near Within a Cloud , derides what He design'd , And , driving far the Shaft into the Winde , Fond Youth ( said He ) Alass ! Thou dost aspire Loo high , to let His Spoils be thy Desire : He 's Sacred , and the Muses greatest Care , A Poët worthy Phoebus ; who shall dare The first , in Noble Verse , Italian Wars To sing , and raise their Captains to the Stars : He Helicon , with His Immortal Lays , Shall make to Eccho ; nor shall He in Praise , Or Fame , unto the Old (*) (*) He●iod . Ascraean yield . Thus Phoebus ; and through Oscus Temples thrill'd A swift Revenging Dart : his sudden Fall Makes the whole Army face about , and all The Troops , affrighted , through the Champagn fled . The Father , hearing that his Son was dead , Groaning with Rage , pierc'd his own panting Breast , And to the Shades below his Foot-steps prest . But , Hannibal in Fight thus broken , and Crush'd by Marcellus , wasts the Neighb'ring Land , And turns His unjust Arms upon the Poor Acerrae ; which to Fire , and Sword , giv'n o're , With no less Rage He on (r) (r) Acerrae , and Nuceria , were both destroyed by Hannibal . The first ( the People stealing out by Night , and flying into other Cities of Campania ) found empty , was burnt by Him : The later , after an hard Siege , yielded on Conditions , That all the People might march away , every Man with two Garments ; but no sooner came they out of the City , but He forced them into Sulphurous Pits , where they were choaked with Smoak , and Vapours . Liv. 23. Neuceria falls , And levels with the Ground her stately Walls . Next , (s) (s) Casilinum , ( now Casteluccio ) held out a long Siege , until they had eaten all things Edible ( even to their Bridles , and all things covered with Leather ) but , at length , having some small Relief of Nuts , which the Romanes put into Barrels , and sent floating down the River Vulturn●s ( which ran through the Town ) Hannibal ( who before was deaf to all Conditions ) was induced to give them their Lives for Ransom , and upon Payment gave them safe Conduct to Cumae . Liv. 23. Casilinum's Gates , that long had bin Stoutly defended by their Arms within , By Fraud with much ado he gain'd , and sold Unto the starv'd Besieg'd their Lives for Gold . And then into the Daunian Fields He falls , And , to what Place soe're His Malice calls , Or Plunder doth invite , His Fury turns . Then , smoaking in Her Fall , (t) (t) The Petilians ( whose City was built by Philocteles , to whom Hercules bequeathed his Quiver ) of all the Brutians , onely kept their Faith to the Romanes . Which caused Hannibal to use them with the greater Severity ; burning their City to the Ground , and slaying most of the Citizens : eight hundred of which , escaping His Fury , were , after His Departure from Italy , with great Care , and Honour , replanted by the Romanes , in their Countrey . Appian . in Hannibal . Petilia burns , Unhappy in her Faith , the next to sad Sagunthus Fate , and Proud , that once She had Alcides Quiver kept . To th' Libyan Side Tarentum , after this , her self apply'd , And gave them Entrance ; but a Latine Band , Relying on the Place's Strength , remain'd A strong Reserve within the Cittadel . (u) (u) The Cittadel of Tarentum , placed within one of the Havens ( for there were two , divided by an Is●hmus ) held out sometime after Cononeus , had betraied the Town to Hannibal : So , that , to hinder their Relief by Sea , He made use of this Stratagem to convey Ships over the Isthmus , and so streightning them on all Sides , to Extremity , at last received that likewise to His subjection . Here he remov'd his Navy ( strange to tell ) That ready Rigg'd within the Harbour lay ; For , at two narrow Mouths , the crouded Sea Breaks out between two Rocks , and , with a Large Recess , a secret Ocean doth discharge Into the Plains : But He the Ships ( that there Block'd up , by th' Arcenal Commanded were ) By Stratagem , recover'd from the Sea's Embrace , another Way by Land conveys . First slipp'ry Planks on ev'ry Oaken Wain Were lai'd , and Hides of Oxen newly slain : The nimbly-turning Wheels , through Meadows , drew Their Load , and then o're lofty Hills , and through Thick Groves , the Fleet arriv'd , upon the Shore , And swum , brought to the Sea , without the Oar. But Fame ( the Navy by no usual Way Transported ) Him , that terrifi'd the Sea , Now fills with frequent Cares ( while He pursu'd The War far off , and hop'd to have subdu'd Th' (x) (x) The Tarentines . Oëbalian Race ) that Capua was then On ev'ry Side besieg'd , the Bars agen O' th' Gates forc'd open , and quite overthrown , And the whole War upon that Wretched Town Was turn'd . Enrag'd , He quits that Enterprize ; And , Shame , and Anger , Wings affording , flies The next Way thither , with prodigious Haste , And Threatning , to the Fight , desired , past . So , of her Young depriv'd , a Tigress flies From Covert , and with Rage-inflamed Eys Explores all Caucasus , and in few Hours , With the like Speed , o're Ganges Borders scours ; Till in her Course , their Tract She apprehend , And on her Fo , surpriz'd , her Fury spend . Him , in his March , Centenius ( rashly prone To all Attempts , and Dangers ) falls upon With sudden scatter'd Troops , but yet with small Honour to the Sidonian General : For , Rich in Latine Vines , the Pesants He Had round about Him rais'd , and suddenly An half-Arm'd Band oppos'd against the Fo. Twice sev'n were slain , and still they forward go : Then twice sev'n thousand Fulvius ( then He No more expert , but of a Family Renown'd in Arms ) all well Appointed led : But He still over Heaps of scatter'd Dead , A Conquerour , goes on , and cuts his Way Through all ; nor in his March admits Delay . But the Ambitious vain Desires to raise Unto Himself the empty Name , and Praise , Of a Brave , Gen'rous Minde , upon Him call To solemnize a joyfull Funeral . For , while a Parley (y) (y) Flavius Lucanus , wsio entertained Gracchus in his House , pretending some of the chief Lucanians would come to a certain place to treat with him , prevailed , that He went out to meet them , and was betrayed into the Hands of Hannibal , who admiring his great Valour ( for that , when he saw himself betrai'd , he resolved not to be taken alive ) at his Death celebrated his Funerals with great Solemnity , and sent his Bones to Rome . Gracchus did demand , And the perfidious Promise entertain'd Of the Lucanian People , ( Sad to tell ) By His Host's Treachery , surpriz'd , He fell ; And Hannibal with Greediness assum'd The wish'd-for Praise , to see His Corps entomb'd . But , soon as it was known , that , with such Haste , To the Campanian Walls the Libyan past , Affairs no where stand still . Both Consuls take The Field with Speed . Nola , and Arpis make What Strength they can ; Young Fabius , among The Rest , His hasty Forces brings along . There Nero , here Syllanus , Day , and Night Their Cohorts speed to the desired Fight , And from all Quarters come ; resolving all Their Gen'rals to oppose 'gainst Hannibal Alone . While , nearer to Tifata , He Advances , where the Hill's Vicinity Press'd on the Neighb'ring Walls ; and , looking down From that near Height , survays the lower Town . But , when such numbers of Allies He found , Which with their Arms the Gates encompass'd round , That Entrance was deny'd to Him alone , And that they could not sally from the Town , Doubtfull of the Event , sometime He thought Through all , that then oppos'd Him , to have fought A Passage with His Sword ; and then declin'd Again whate're before He had design'd ; And seeks those Myriads by Policy To draw from the besieged Gates , and free Th' inclosed Walls . Thus therefore His resolves He with Himself debates , and Cares revolves . Oh! whither tend My troubled Thoughts ? Shall I In this unequal Place new Dangers try , And Capua see Me fly ? Or sitting still , Upon the Top of this adjoyning Hill , Shall I endure this Town of My Allies To be destroy'd , and fall before mine Eys ? Such Me nor Fabius , nor Minutius found , When I escap'd from Hills encompass'd round With armed Troops : With Victory , compell'd The affrighted Herd to scatter , through the Field , Flames from their burning Horns , wheree're they run . Nor yet are all My Arts , and Projects done : If Capua cannot now defended be By Us , yet Rome may be Besieg'd . When He Had thus His Resolution fix'd , before The Sun had rais'd from the Eöan Shore His Horses , breathing Day , both with His Hand , And Voice , He draws His Troops together , and Declares His high Design . Go on ( said He ) My Souldiers , let all Difficulties be Surmounted by Your Valour , and ( as fast , As You can March away ) now boldly haste ; To Rome You go : this March the Alps to You , This Cannae did decree . Go , and into Th' Ilîack Walls your Targets drive , and there Retalliate Capua's Ruins , which so dear Shall cost , that you shall see high Tow'rs , and Iove From his Tarpeian Temple to remove● : Instructed thus , away the Army hies : Rome in their Ears , Rome onely in their Eys Is fix'd ; and they believe the Diligence Of Hannibal that Action did commence More aptly , then had He conducted them From the (*) (*) Cannae . Aetolian fatal Field . The Stream Of swift Vulturnus overpast , the Rear , To stop th' Italians , that behinde them were , Burn all their Boats ; and then , with nimble Bands , March over all the Sidicinian Lands , And Thracian Cales , that its antient Name Did from thy Son ( fair Orithya claim : Then Alifanus , that great Plenty yields Of Bacchus Fruits , and the Casinian Fields , Inhabited by Nymphs ; and straitway , near To those , Aquinas , and Fregellae , where The smoaking Giant buried lies , in Haste They over-run : Then , with like Speed , they past O're lofty Hills , where Warlike Frusino Sticks on hard Rocks , and where Anagnia too Hangs on a rising Hill , and Plenty yields Of Corn. At length , into Labîcus Fields , And Plains , He enters , and those Walls declines , Batter'd by Telegon . His high Designs , Admit no Stop : nor pleasant Algida , Nor yet Gabinian Iuno's Tow'rs can stay His March ; but on , like a rude Storm , He goes To those low Banks , where Anyo gently Flows With sulph'rous Waters , and , with Silence , to Old Tiber's Arms. When here the Line He drew Of 's Camp , and set His Standard up , and shook The Banks with 's Cavalry ; first , Ilia , strook With Fear , flies to her Husband 's Sacred Cave , And all the frighted Nymphs the Waters leave . But the Italian Dames , as if they had No Walls at all , Affrighted run , like Mad , About the Streets ; and , figur'd by their Fear , Those wounded Ghosts before their Eys appear , That at sad Trebia , and Ticinus Stream , Were slain ; brave Paulus , Gracchus , and with them Flaminius seems to wander up , and down . The Waies , and all the Passes of the Town Are throng'd . The Stately Senate troubled to Behold their Fear , endeavour to subdue Their sad Distraction with an angry Frown ; Yet Tears sometimes , with Silence , trickle down Under their Helmets , as they Doubtfull are , What Fortune threatens , or the Gods prepare . Through their high tow'rs , the youth dispersed , thought Affairs were then to such a Period brought , That 't was enough , for Rome , Her Walls to keep . But Hannibal , who scarce the whole Night's Sleep Had to His weary Souldiers granted , rose Betimes , an Enemy to all Repose , And thinking whatsoever Time was spent In Slumber , that so much from Life was rent , His Radiant Arms puts on , commands His Light Numidians to break forth : and then , in Sight Of frighted Rome , with Nimble Coursers , round About her trembling Bulwarks , with a Sound , Like Thunder , Rides . Sometimes the sev'ral Ways The Avenues , and Passes He survays : Now 'gainst the Barricado'd Gates His Spear He strikes , and seems delighted with their Fears : Then , Pleas'd , He to the lofty Hills retires , And , entring with His Eys the Town , enquires Of Places , and their Causes : and in that Survey had taken Time to penetrate Into all Parts , and ev'ry thing had seen ; Had Fulvius , with a strong Relief , not been At Hand : nor was the Siege of Capua quite Relinquish'd ; but the Libyan , with the Sight Of Rome much satisfied in His Desires , With His insulting Troops , to th' Camp retires . But , when the Night from Heav'n was chas'd away , And with the first Appearance of the Day The Ocean blush'd , and Morn reviv'd again Their Labours , breaking down the Works , amain He pours His Forces out , and with a Cry , As loud as He could make ; Oh Souldiers ! by Our many Trophies , and our Hands in Blood Now Sacred , make ( said He ) Your Wishes good : Equal Your own Desires ; Attempt , and Dare As much in Arms , as Rome hath Cause to Fear . Destroy this Heap , and there is Nought for You In all the World beside left to subdue : Nor let the Fame of their Original From Mars retard You ; You that City shall Now take by Myriads , enter'd long ago Of Warlike Senones , accustom'd to Be taken ; and , perhaps , amidst their Fears , (z) (z) When the Gauls entred Rome , the Senate placed themselves in their Chairs , and Habit , at their several Doors ; believing that Venerable Sight might qualifie the Fury of the Barbarous Gauls , or , at least , they might dy in State . At the first , the Reverence of their Persons , and Posture , amazed the Gauls ; till a Gaul , stroaking the Beard of one of them , the Senatour ●rapped him on the Fingers , with his Staff , at which the Gaul incensed , slew him , and by his Example all the rest , before thought Gods , were slain . Their Senatours in their Triumphal Chairs , Like their Fore-Fathers , sit , expecting by Your Hands a Noble Death , resolv'd to dy . Thus He : but the Oënotrian Youth require No Language of their General , to fire Their Thoughts : their Wives , and Children , with their Dear Parents , that up to Heav'n , lamenting , rear Their feeble Palms , sufficiently excite Their Courage ; and , presenting to their Sight Their Babes , ev'n penetrating with their Cry Their Hearts , their armed Hands with Kisses ply . On they desire to go , and to oppose Their Bodies , for their Walls , against their Foes : Then , on their Friends reflecting , swallow down Their Tears . But , when the Gates were open thrown , And the whole Army sallyed forth , a Cry , Mingled with Pray'rs , and Groans , invades the Sky , From the high Walls : the Matrons , with their Hair Dishevel'd , howle , and lay their Bosoms bare . But , Fulvius , flying out before the rest , Exclaims , Who knows not , that the Libyans prest , Through a Necessity , to come before Our Walls ? He flies from Capua's Gates : — As more He would have said , with horrid Murmurs , from The broken Clouds , loud Cracks of Thunder come . For , when the threatning Libyan Father Iove ( As He from Aethiopia did remove ) Beheld approaching near the Romane Walls , The other Gods he strait together calls , Commands the Dardan Temples to defend , And quickly into the sev'n Tow'rs descend . Himself , high seated on the Capitol , Musters up all his Forces , summons all The Winds , and Clouds , with Storms of Hail : then powr's Thunder , and Lightning down , with Stygian Show'rs . The Poles with Horrour shake , the Heav'ns are quite Obscur'd ; the Earth is cover'd o're with Night ; The Tempest blinds their Eys ; and Rome , though near , To the approaching Fo doth disappear . Flames , from the Clouds , upon the Army , thrown , Continue still their Noise , and hiss upon Their blasted Limbs : here Notus , Boreas there , And Africus , with Cloudy Wings appear , And War with such a Rage , and Fury , move , As might suffice the Wrath , and Minde of Iove : Then sudden Cataracts of Water fall , Mix'd with black Storms , and Blasts , and cover all The Neighb'ring Champagn with a foaming Flood . Iove on the Top of all the Mountain stood , And , as He Thunder poiz'd in his Right-Hand , It 'gainst the Shield of Hannibal ( His Stand Not yet resolv'd to quit ) with Fury throws : His Lance's Head strait melts , and His Sword flows , As from the Forge it were but newly ta'ne . At length , His Arms thus burnt , He doth restrain His Men , declares the Vanity of all That secret Fire , that from the Clouds did fall , And Murmurs intermix'd with Winds : But , then , After so many Miseries of His Men , And Ruins , pour'd from Heav'n , the Fo not seen , Nor Sword in all the Storms , that there had been ; He bids His fainting Army to retire To Camp , and sadly thus revives His Ire . Well : to the Winds , and Winter-Storms , Thou now ( Oh Rome ) the Safety of one Day dost ow : But Thee the Morrow's Light shall not defend From Us ; though angry Iove himself descend To Earth , to guard Thee . And , as this He spoke , From the clear Heav'ns a sudden Lustre broke , And all the Clouds dispers'd . The purged Sky Shin'd out again , the Romanes instantly Perceiv'd the God , and straitway , laying all Their Arms aside , to the high Capitol Erect their humble Hands ; and , Pious , round The Sacred Hill , their joyfull Laurel bound : And then the chearfull Face of Iove , bedew'd , Of late , with no small Sweat , thus praying , View'd . Grant Father Iove ( say They ) Thou Chief of all The Gods ! O , grant , that Hannibal may fall By thine own Sacred Shaft , in Fight ! for none Can Him destroy , We fear , but Thou alone . As thus they pray'd , the Ev'ning 'gan t' invest The Earth with Shades , and Silence stop'd the rest . But Night , by Sol dispers'd , as from the Sea He rais'd his Lamp , and use of Life , with Day , Restor'd to Mortals , Hannibal agen Came on : nor did the Romane Youth within Their Trenches keep . But , when they came as near To fight , as one might well have thrown a Spear , Their Swords scarce drawn , the Light of Heav'n began To fail , thick Darkness suddenly o'reran The Skies , the new-born Day was put to Flight ; And Iove began again to arm for Fight , The Winds blew high , and a thick Globe of Show'rs , By Auster driv ▪ n along , grew Hot ; Iove pou'rs His Thunder down , by which he Atlas shakes , With Taurus , Pindus , Rhodope : the Lakes Of Erebus it heard , and , buried far In Darkness , once again Celestial War Typhaeus saw . Now Notus , whistling loud , Comes on , and whirling round a pitchy Cloud , Full fraught with Hail , the Libyan charg'd , in Vain Struggling , and threatning , and Him forc'd again Into His Camp : but He no sooner there Had lai'd His Arms aside ; but strait a clear , And joyfull Face of Heav'n again was shown : Nor could you think mild Iove his Bolts had thrown , Or had with Thunder torn the Peacefull Sky . All this He , vex'd , endures with Constancy , And oft affirming , the ensuing Day No more should be against them . Onely they Their Valour of their Countrey must assume , And , lest they should believe to ruin Rome Might prove a Sin , Where was ( I pray , said He ) The Thunder of their Conqur'ing Iove , when We With these our Swords th' Aetolian Champagn strow'd With Slaughter ? when the Tyrrhen Pools o'reflow'd With Humane Blood . If now the King of Gods Fights for the Romane Walls , with so much Ods Of Thunder thrown ; Why strikes He not at Me , Who fight against Him 'midst this Noise ? No ; We Most poorly turn Our Backs to Storms , and Winde : Oh! ( pray ) resume that Courage , and that Minde , Which , while as yet the Leagues , and the Decrees Of Senate were in Force , did prompt Us these Our Arms to take in Hand . Thus ev'ry Breast He fires , till Sol his weary Steeds releast . The following Night could not His Cares allay ; Sleep durst not once approach Him : With the Day His former Rage returns , and then agen He summons to the Fight His frighted Men , And strikes His dreadfull Shield ; the Noise , and Storms Of Heav'n so imitating , with His Arms. But when He found , that Rome so confident Was of the Gods , that She Supplies had sent Unto the Betick Coast , and that by Night The Troops march'd from the Walls full of Despight , And Rage , that the Besieg'd such Leisure had , ( As now secure of Hannibal ) more Mad He presseth forward ; and Advanceth near The Walls : when Iuno , almost sick with Care , Thus Iove with Counsel seeks to qualifie . Sister ( said He ) and Wife , most Dear to Me , When wilt thou check this Tyrian Youth ? or when Wilt thou restrain this furious Man agen ? Let it suffice , Sagunthus to destroy , To level the high Alps , and to annoy , And Chains impose upon the Sacred Po ▪ And to pollute the Lakes . He 's ready now Into Our Temples , and Our Tow'rs to break . Stop Him , for you may see ( as now We speak ) How He prepares , how He for Fire exclaims , To imitate Our Thunder with His Flames . To this Saturnia giving Thanks , through Air ( Much troubled ) to the Earth descends , and there Seising the Youth's Right-Hand ; Whither , said She , Thou Mad-Man , dost Thou run ? and , not to be Maintain'd by Mortals , dost a War pursue ? 'T is Iuno speaks to Thee : ( with that She drew Her Vail of Clouds away , and shew'd her Face ) Thou hast not now with Phrygian Swains ( Alass ) Or the Laurentines , to contend : behold ! ( For 'I le remove the Mist awhile , t' unfold All Things to Thee ) observe , and see Thou where That Hill's high Top ascends into the Air , ( The Palace call'd of the (a) (a) Mount Palatine , where King Evander the Arcadian dwelt , and Apollo had a Temple . Parrhasian King ) By Phoebus 't is possess'd ; who , menacing , Prepares his Ecchoing Quiver , and his Bow For Fight : but where upon the lofty Brow Of Neighb'ring Hills , the (b) (b) Another Hill in Rome , where Diana had a Temple . Aventine doth rise , See! how Diana shakes , before thine Eys , Her Torches , fir'd from Phlegethon ! how She Hath strip'd her Arms for Fight ! Then that way see , How Mars , in cruel Arms , that (c) (c) Campus Martius . Field , that bears His Name , hath fill'd ! there Ianus , furious , Wars ; And here Quirinus : ev'ry Deity Fights from his Hill ; but then observe with me , How Iove his Aegis , breathing Storms , and Fire Shakes , and with how great Flames he feeds his Ire : Or this way turn thy Face , and , if Thou dare , Behold the Thunderer , what Tempests are Beneath his Nod ! or , when he shakes his Head , What Thunder falls ! what dreadfull Flames are shed Against Thine Eys ! at length , give Way unto The Gods , nor such Titanian Wars pursue . This said , the Man , intractable to Peace , Or Rule , yet wondring at the stormy Face , And fiery Members of the Gods , with Pain Away She drew , and Peace to Heav'n again , And Earth , restor'd . He , looking still behinde , Retires , and to the Camp , much vex'd in Minde , Commands His Ensigns strait to march away , And threatens to return another Day ; When through the Air a clearer Light displaies It self , and Phoebus gilds the trembling Seas . But , when the Romanes from the Walls beheld Far off , that Hannibal had left the Field , And pull'd His Ensigns up , they , Silent , view Each other's Face ; and , Nodding onely , shew That , which as yet , through Greatness of their Fear , They durst not then believe , nor willing were To think Him gone ; but rather , that He then Practis'd His Punick Frauds , and Arts agen . In this Suspense each silent Mother stands , Kissing her Children , till the Punick Bands Quite vanish'd from their Eys , and , Fear remov'd , All his suspected Plots but Fancies prov'd . Then to the Sacred Capitol they throng , And , mutually imbracing , chant a Song Of Triumph to Tarpeian Iove : and , there Adorn the Temple of the Thunderer . Now all the Gates fly open , ev'rywhere Those Joys , which they so lately did despair , The People rush to see : these view the Place , Where the Sidonian King's Pavilion was , And where He proudly , from a lofty Throne , Spoke to his summon'd Troops ; those look upon The Place , where Warlike Astur lay , and where Fierce Getes , and cruel Hanno Quarter'd were . This done , their Bodies purg'd in living Springs , Each Hand its Aid , to build up Altars , brings To th' Anienian Nymphs ; and , Joyfull , then Hallowing the Wall , return to Rome agen . The End of the Twelfth Book .
Succedunt Simulacra virum , concordia Patris , Vnanimique Simul Patrui-ruit ipse per vmbram Oscula vana petens Iuuenis . Fumoque volueri Et nebulis similes animas apprendere tentat ,

Honoratissimo Dn. ᵒ Dn̄o Ioanni Comiti Bathoniae Vice●omiti Lansdowne Baroni Grenuile de Kilkhampton & Bideford Custodi & Gardiano Stannariorum Capitali Seneschallo Ducatus Cormiciae Gromettae Stolae & primo è Cubiculo D●̄i Regis Generoso . Tabula summâ cum Observantia D D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Thirteenth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Repuls'd by Storms , and Lightning , from the Gates Of Rome , resolv'd to try again the Fates , The Libyan returns . Agrippa shows What Miseries , and Plagues attended those , That fought against the Places , that contain'd The fam'd Palladium . By this restrain'd , Away He marcheth to the Rhegian Coast : In the mean time besieged Capua's lost . What Wealth , and Trophies , there the Romanes gain , In Spain two Noble Scipioes are slain . Grief , for his Friends , oppressing Him , and Cares , Young Scipio to Autonöe repairs . Apollo's Priestess , who , by Magick Spels , Cumaean Sybil's Ghosts doth raise , which tells To Him ensuing Fates , describeth Hell , And where the Blessed Souls , in Pleasure dwell . THE Capitol's high Top He scarce discern'd In His slow March , when strait the Libyan turn'd Towards the City His fierce Eys again , Preparing to return , and in that Plain Encamp'd , where Bankless Thuria overflows The level Meadows ; and , Inglorious , goes Into the Thuscan Sea , a silent Stream . Here sometimes on his chiefest Friends the Blame , Sometimes upon the God's commands , he laies , Then on Himself . Tell me at length ( He saies ) Thou , by whose slaughtring Hand the Lidyan Lake Increas'd , who mad'st the Daunian Land to shake With Thunder of thine Arms , discourag'd now , Into what Countrey back again , dost Thou Thine Ensigns bear ? What Sword Thy Breast , what Spear Hath pierc'd ? Should Towred Carthage now appear Before thine Eys , what Reason couldst Thou yield Souldier , unwounded thus to quit the Field ? Wouldst Thou alledge from Storms ( dear Countrey ) I From Tempests mix'd with Blood , and Thunder , fly ? Let this Effeminate Stain be far , Oh far , From Tyrian People , as unfit for War , But in fair Weather , and in Air that 's clear . The Army , though as yet a Panick Fear O' th' Gods possess'd them , and a recent Smel Of Lightning on their Arms , as yet , did dwell ; And 'fore their Eys the Fight of angry Iove : Yet still a Vigour to obey , and move , Whereever He should them command , appears , And , by degrees diffus'd into their Ears , ( By what He said ) Desire in ev'ry Breast To bear their Ensigns back again , encreast : As when a Stone the Water breaks , it makes , At first , small Rings ; but as its Motion shakes The trembling Liquour , while it still descends , The numerous Orbs increase , till it extends The curling Circle , ev'ry Way , so wide , That it may touch the Banks on either side . But , contrary to this , Agrippa ( who His fam'd Descent from Diomedes drew ) Among th' Oëtolian People , much Renown'd , And of a Noble Name , with Riches Crown'd , But Faithless , and , when Rome's Affairs declin'd , With the successfull Libyan had joyn'd ; Revolving these Traditions , that of old To him his Ancestours before had told , Thus pleads ; When Teucrine Pergamus with long Protracted War was shaken , and among The Grecian Souldiers , unengag'd in Blood , The God of War before the Rampires stood , Calchas ( for this , full oft at the Request Of (a) (a) Daunus , King of Apulia , Father-in-Law to Diomed. Daunus , kept within his faithfull Breast , Amidst their Feasts did Diomed express ) Calcas assur'd the doubtfull Greeks , unless The fatal (b) (b) The Palladium was the Image of Pallas . Image of the Warlike Maid , Kept in the Arcenal , they thence essai'd To gain , the Spartan Arms should ne're prevail O're Troy , nor should they , with their Honour , sail Back to Amycle . For it was by Fate Ordain'd , that none those Walls should penetrate , That did possess that Image , and then Our (c) (c) Diomed. Tydides , joyn'd with Ithacus , the Tow'r (d) (d) The Greeks , admonished by Calchas , that they should never take Troy , nor return Home ; while the Palladium ( which was the Image of Pallas , made of Wood ) continued there . Diomed , and Vlysses by Mines , or Vaults , passed by Night into the Tower , where it lay , and stole it thence . This was generally received , unless we should rather believe , that to be the true Palladium , which was found enclosed in a Wall by Fimbria ( in the War against Mithridates ) who ( as Appian affirms ) made a more sad Destruction in Troy , then the Greeks under Agamemnon . Of the Palladium , see Virgil , lib. 2. Aentil . Entred by Stratagem , and having slain The Guard , just at the Entrance of the Fane , Thence the Celestial Image strait convai'd , And Troy unto our Fates was open lai'd . But , when , on the Oënotrian Coast , he built A City , troubled at his former Guilt , T' appease the Phrygian Goddess with His Pray'rs , And Ilian Gods , Devoutly He prepares . Then , on a lofty Tow'r , a Temple strait ( To Trojan Pallas , a most hatefull Seat ) Was rais'd . When , 'midst his Sleep , the threatning Maid , Discov'ring her great Deity , thus said ; This Fabrick , Diomed , which here you raise , Unworthy 's of the Honour of such Praise . To Us Garganus , nor the Daunian Land Are due : Him rather seek , whose Pious Hand Now the first Walls of better Troy doth rear In the Laurentine Fields . Go thither , there That captiv'd Relique of their Fathers lay . Troubled at this advice , He hasts away To Saturn's Kingdom , where Anchises (e) (e) Aeneas . Son , A Conqu'rer , then , (f) (f) Lavinium built by Aeneas , and so called from his Wife Lavinia . Lavinian Troy begun , (g) (g) It was a Custom antiently , after a War ended , or a Country subdued , to hang the Arms in their Temples ; or , before they were built , in Groves , where they raised their Altars . And 's Dardan Arms , in a Laurentine Grove , Had fix'd . But , as the Daunian Fleet did move Near Tiber's mouth , and Diomedes there On Shore had pitch'd his shining Tents , with Fear The Trojans trembled , till , in his Right-hand A Pledg of Peace extending to the Land , ( An hoary Olive-bough ) Tydaeus Son , Amidst the Trojans Murmurs , thus begun ; Thy mindeful Rage ( Aeneas ) and thy Fear Now confidently lay aside ; whate're At Troy , at Simöis , or Xanthus Flood , Or near the Scaean Port , with so much Blood , And Sweat , by Us was done , was not ( Alass ! ) Our Crime : the Gods , and Fate it brought to pass . Now think on what remains ; why do not We , With better Auspicies of Time , agree To live ? Let 's joyn our peaceful Hands . This shall Be Witness of our League : and shew'd withall Trojan Minerva from the Poop . By Her Fell the Bold (h) (h) After the Gauls had sacked Rome , and besieged the Capitol , Camillus came upon them , from Ardea ( whither he had been banished ) with a small Army ( in the very Interim , when they were weighing the Gold , which was to ransom those in the Capitol ) and made so great a slaughter of them , that there remained not so much as a Messenger to carry the Tidings of their destruction into Gallia . See Liv. lib. 5. Gauls , that Rome invaded , nor Of that Great People did there One remain , That to his Native Land return'd again . Dismai'd at this , the General his Bands ( Much joy'd , that they should March away ) Commands To pull their Ensigns up , and to remove Into those Fertile Plains , where in a Grove Wealthy (i) (i) The Religion of this place , where Iuno Feronia was Worshipped , sprung from a Miracle ; for , the Grove by accident being fir'd , the Inhabitan●s would have removed her Image , when streight the Grove recovered its former Verdure . There was afterwards a Temple , whither such Slaves as were enfranchized , repaired , and , their Heads being shaved , received a C●p , the token of their Liberty , hence she was called The Goddess of Liberty . This Temple , enriched by Devotion , was spoiled by Hannibal . See Liv. lib. 26. Feronia's Worshipp'd , and o're all The Grounds Capêna's Sacred Waters fall . From Birth of Antient Faunus ( as 't is said ) Through a long Tract of time , together lay'd , Great Wealth , by frequent Gifts encreas'd , and there , Alone , preserv'd by a religious Fear , The Gold untouch'd for many Ages lay : Their barb'rous Hearts , and greedy Minds , the Prey Pollutes , and arms them to contemn the Gods . From thence it pleas'd him through remoter Rodes To turn , where Fields , Plough'd by the Brutian Swain , Extended are to the Trinacrian Main . While , Discontented , thus the Libyans go To th' Rhegian Coast , Brave Fulvius ( the Fo Remov'd from 's Country ) at the Walls appears Of Capua , and to the Besieged bears Th' unwelcom News . Their Miseries were than Extreamly high , when Fulvius thus began To all of Name in Arms : Take this Disgrace Away by Valour . Shall this Treach'rous Place , ( To Us another Carthage ) after all Her violated Leagues , and Hannibal Sent to our very Gates , Her proud Demand Of an alternate , equal Consul , stand ? And from her lofty Turrets , now dismai'd , Still look for Libyan Cohorts to her Aid ? Deeds to his Words he adds , and , streight , he calls For Tow'rs of Oak , 〈…〉 the highest Walls He could surmount , and , instantly , commands To joyn huge Beams with Cords , and Iron Bands , By which the tallest Posts of Gates He brake , And all Delays of Bars would quickly shake . Here , fenc'd with Starlike Piles on ev'ry Side , A Mount is rais'd , and there they are imploy'd To raise the (k) (k) This Work was by the Romanes called Vinea , and covered over with Timber , Hurdles , ●raw Hides , &c. the Souldiers went under it securely to undermine Walls . Vinea , arm'd above , and all Soon done , which he could Necessary call , He gives the Sign to scale the Walls , and fills The Town with Terrour of impending Ills ; When suddenly an happy Omen shin'd On His Attempts : an Hinde ( which rare We finde Of such a Colour ) that the Swans , or Snow , Surpass'd in Whiteness ; which , when with his Plow Capys the Circuit of those Walls design'd , A Countrey-Present , taken with its Kinde Familiarity ( when Young ) he fed , And a kinde Sense of Man had in it bred . All Wildness lost , She us'd to take her Stand To feed at Table ; by her Master's Hand When stroak'd , much pleas'd , oft the Campanian Dames Smooth'd her with Combs , and in the Neighb'ring streams Renew'd her Whiteness : thus the Hind became The Deity o' th' Place , and had for Name Diana's Servant ; and , as to a God , With holy Ensigns they the Altars load . Lusty , and strong in Life ( though Aged ) She A thousand Years , with great Felicity , Had past , and Houses built by Trojans there Equal'd in Age ; but not her Death was near : For chac'd by cruel Wolves , that suddenly Into the Town , ( a dolefull Prodigie In War ) by Night had enter'd ; as the Day Began to break , out at the Gates , away She ran , and , frighted , fled into the Plain , Near to the Walls ; where , by the Souldiers ta'ne , ( Who joyfully contended in the Chase ) To Thee , Latonian Goddess , on the Place The General off'ring her ( for unto Thee He knew that Sacrifice must pleasing be ) Pray'd His Design might , by thine Aid , be crown'd : And strait , relying on the Goddess , round The City mov'd his Troops , and where into An Orb the Walls were bent , obliquely , drew A strongly-guarded Trench , and kept them there Inclos'd with Arms , like Beasts in Toils . While Fear Increas'd in others , with a stately Plume Out at the Ports doth Warlike Taurea come , Chafing His foaming Steed ( to Him , for brave Exploits , Maurusian Shafts the General gave But lately , and an Autololian Band ) He spurring on his Steed , which scorn'd to stand , Hearing the trembling Cornets , when so near He came , that He perciev'd the Fo might hear His Neighb'ring Call , said Claudius , ( who i' th' Art Of War excell'd , and Honour , with Desert , In many a Fight had gain'd ) if yet upon His Valour He rely , may He alone Enter the Field , and fight with Me. What stay'd The Romane , when 't was heard what He had said , Was , that it was Ordain'd before , on Pain Of Death , that none should dare to entertain A single Fight , without the General 's Leave . But soon as Fulvius His Permission gave , Into the open Plain , with Joy , he flies , And strait thick Clouds of Dust , like Billows , rise . But scorning all Assistance of the Thong , Or Loop , to make His Weapon fly more strong , Taurea , with his bare Strength , His Spear advanc'd , And it with Headlong Rage , and Fury , lanc'd Into the Air : while , of another Minde , The brave Ru●ulian , seeking where to finde A certain Place to give a Wound , now shook , Then couch'd His Spear , and many a threatning Stroke Pretends ; till fix'd in 's Shield his Jav'lin stood : But was depriv'd of the desired Blood . Then instantly he drew his Sword , when strait Taurea , to fly the Menaces of Fate , With his steel'd Heel drives on his nimble Steed . While , at his Back , the Romane with a Speed , Great as his Rage , pursu'd , and very near Giving the Reins , approach'd him ; and , as Fear The Conquer'd , so the Conquerour Desire Of his deserved Blood , Honour , and Ire Into the Gates invite ; and , while they there Scarce Credit what they see , that He should dare , Alone , to break into their Walls , and haste So boldly through th' amazed Town , he past Through th' adverse Port , and to his Friends retir'd . With that th' Mindes of all the rest were fir'd With the like Heat , and Industry t' invade The Walls ; and where he had a Passage made , To enter , Flames , and Swords strait shine ; then Showrs Of Stones , and Darts , assault the highest Tow'rs : None could the Rest in Courage to engage Excell , all Hands were equall'd by their Rage . Dictaean Shafts fly through the Air , and fall With Wounds i' th' midst o' th' Town . The General Is pleas'd to finde , that they had left no Room For his Encouragement ; they all assume So eagerly their Task . Whom when he spy'd So well resolv'd , and Fortune made a Guide To all ; up to the Gate he , Furious , came , And sought with Danger to encrease his Fame . Three Brothers ( Twiris ) who each a chosen Band Had of an Hundred men , at their Command , Guarded that Pass , and there their Station held : Of these in Beauty Numitor excell'd , Laurens in Running , and Laburnus Tall Above the other : but their Weapons all Were diff'rent ; One Renowned for his Bow ; For 's Spear the other , wont in Fight to throw His poison'd Lance , and not to trust his Sword : But Lamps , with Flames , and Sulphur mix'd , the Third Compos'd . So ( famous in a former Age ) That horrid Monster of a Triple Rage , Gerîon , fought on the Atlantick Shore , Whose three Right-Hands three sev'ral Weapons bore ; One cruel Flames ; Behinde him t'other drew His Bow ; the third his trusty Jav'lin threw : And dealt three sev'ral Waies , at once , a Wound . When these , thus varying Fight , the Consul found With diff'rent Arms , the Slaughter , that appear'd At th' Entrance of the Gate , and Posts besmear'd With Blood of such , as thither did advance , With an inraged Force his twisted Lance He throws . Importing Death , th' Italian Yew Cuts through the Air , and , where ( as then he drew His Bow , and from above his Arrows ply'd ) Stout Numitor was Naked , pierc'd his Side . But , not Content to fight , besieged there , In War Unskilfull , though still apt to dare , With headlong Heat , rash Virius open threw The Gate , and broke into the Field , and to The Conqu'rours Rage his miserable Men Expos'd : these Scipio fiercely charg'd . But then , As he the offer'd Troop , insatiate , kills , Calenus , born upon Tifata's Hills , Bred up to bold Attempts , His Courage great , As was His Body , often wont to beat Lyons , to fight bare-Headed , to Contend With Steers , and down the winding Horns to bend Of fiercest Bulls , by Force , unto the Ground , And for his vigorous Fate before Renown'd : He , while bold Virius from the Town expell'd Some rash Assailants , whether , that He held His Breast-Plate useless , or to shun Delay , Into the Field had , Naked , made His Way , And , nimbler now , the panting Fugitives O'retakes , and sev'ral Ways , Victorious , drives : And now , already , Veliternus through The Belly he had thrust ; and Marius , who With equal Sport was wont to exercise Equestral Fights with Scipio , by him dyes , Struck backward to the Ground by an huge Stone , Torn from the Earth . Expiring , with a Groan H'implores his Friend ; and , Gaping , underneath The Rock was crush'd . But , Sorrow for his Death Doubling his Strength , while all his Face o'reflows With Tears , his singing Cornel Scipio throws , Hasting to his Expiring Friend , to show The wish'd ▪ for Comfort of a dying Fo. The Shaft , as if a Bird the liquid Air Divided had , past through his Brest , and there Dissolv'd his mighty Frame : swift , as its Way A nimble Galley makes upon the Sea , Which flies more nimbly , then the Winds , as oft As , to their Breasts reduc'd , the Oars aloft The curling Surges strike , and with the Strength Of one joynt Strook runs farther , then her Length . But Volesus Ascanius ( who had cast His Arms away , that he might lighter haste Unto the Walls , as through the Plain he fled ) Pursues . Strait sever'd by his Sword , his Head Drops at the Owner's Feet : but , by the Force Of running forward , in its speedy Course , The following Trunk , at length , beyond it falls . No longer , now , to keep their open Walls , Did the Besieged hope . When strait about They Face , and shut their own Companions out , That beg to be receiv'd . Their Hinges then They turn , and strive , too late , their Bars agen , And Bolts to fix . At this th' Italians prest More fiercely on , and the Besieg'd infest . And , had not Earth been taken from their Sight , Wrap'd in the Stygian Bosom of the Night , The Souldiers their Assault so furious made , The broken Gates had then been open lai'd . But yet the Darkness brought not equal Rest To all . These Fearless Slumbers ( such , as blest With Victory , Men know ) enjoy ; but there With dolefull Cries of Women , ev'ry where , With dire Complaints , and trembling Parents Groans , Capua affrighted , her sad Fate bemoans , And prays a Period of her Woes to see . The Head , and Authour of her Treachery ( The Senate ) murmurs . Virius , all Cares Of Life , now , lai'd aside , aloud declares No Hopes of Aid from Hannibal . Said He ; I hop'd to rule o're Rome , and did agree , If Gods the Libyan Arms , and better Fate Assisted had , to Capua to translate Trojan Quirinus Empire . It was I , That sent that Force to shake their Walls , and high Tarpeian Tow'rs . I had the Courage there To ask an equal Consul , that might bear The Fasces , in Our Name . It hitherto Sufficeth , We have liv'd ; and , while We now Have Night enough , whoever in his Minde Affecteth it , at Acheron may finde Eternal Liberty : let Him repair Unto my Table , and My Cates , and there Drenching himself in Bacchus Fruits ( his Minde Subdu'd ) he soon a Remedy may finde For all his Woes ; the Sting of Death may charm , And , with that pleasant Poison , Fate disarm . This said ; a Multitude attend him Home . Amidst his Palace , in a spacious Room , A mighty Pyle of Wood did still remain , The common Receptacle of the Slain . But , yet the People Grief , and Fear , distract ; While now , too late , on Decius they reflect Their Thoughts , and his brave Valour , punish'd by A cruel Banishment . Then from the Sky Divinest Faith looks down , and vexeth their ▪ Fallacious Hearts , and strait through ev'ry Ear A secret Voice is spred : Break no Accord , Or Oath ( Ye Mortals ! ) with the cruel Sword ; But keep Your Faith Inviolate : for This Then Thrones , that shine with Purple , better is . For who with Fallacies delights to break A League , or shall the slender Hopes forsake Of his afflicted Friend ; his House , his Wife , Perpetual Trouble shall attend : his Life Shall ne're want Tears ; but both by Night , and Day , Despis'd , and violated Faith , by Sea , And Land pursuing , shall him still torment . Then , in a Cloud disguis'd , Erinnys went To all Assemblies , touch'd their Tables , and Sits down , and feeds , and then , with her own Hand , Bowls , froathing up with Stygian Gore , prefers , And largely Plagues , and Death , administers . But Virius ( while yet Ruin She pretends , Diving into his Soul ) the Pyle ascends , And sticks in her Embrace , commanding strait To Kindle it , and so to joyn their Fate . The Night her Limits touch'd , and now , amain , The furious Conquerour came on again . When the Campanian Youth upon the Walls Milo , who thither his Companions calls , Beheld : Affrighted , strait , they open threw The Gates , and such , as wanted Courage , to Avoid their Punishment by Death , with low And trembling Knees , now entertain the Fo. The Town her Houses , by the Tyrian Guest Polluted , op'ning , her blinde Rage confest . Women , and Children , in Confusion , run , With the sad Senate ( that their Woes begun ) And vulgar Crew by none lamented ; whiles The Army all stood leaning on their Piles , To view those Men , who nor Prosperity , Nor Misery could bear : sometimes to see Them sweep the Ground with Beards , which Trimm'd they wear Down to their Breasts ; with Dust their Whiter Hair To stain , and , poorly Weeping , to entreat Most shamefully , and yielding Air to beat With their affeminate Howlings . But , while these Unmanly Acts the wondring Souldier sees , And , still Incens'd , expects the Signal to O'rethrow the Walls , behold ! Religion through Each Breast , with silent Sense of Pity , goes , And their fierce Mindes doth by her Pow'r compose . A gentler God doth sensibly inspire Their Hearts , to lay aside all Thoughts of Fire , And their destructive Torches : not to burn , And into Dust , at once , the Temples turn . He likewise then suggests ( to all unseen ) That that proud Town 's Foundation had been By Capys lai'd of old : He tells them there Fair Houses , fit for Habitation , were Extended far into delicious Fields . Thus , by Degrees , their former Fury yields To milder Thoughts , and , quickly mollifi'd In ev'ry furious Breast , all Anger dy'd . The Trojan Houses willing safe to keep , Iove , likewise , thither sent the God of Sheep , Pan , who still seems as he were Hanging , and Scarce on the Earth imprints , wheree're he stand , One horned Foot ; his Right-Hand wanton plays (l) (l) In the Festivals of Pan , which were called Lupercalia , the Priests cut the hide of the Goat , that was sacrificed , into thongs : wherewith , running naked about the Streets , they struck such Women , whom they met , and desired to be with Childe , upon the Bellie● : out of opinion , that this caused them to be fruit●ull . Rosin . Antiq. Rom. lib. 3. With a Tegaean Hide , and in cross Ways , Wagging his Tail , desired Stroaks bestows . A Pine surrounds his Hair , and Shady Brows : On his red Front arise two little Horns ; His Ears upright ; a squallid Beard adorns His Chin ; a Past'ral Staff he alwaies bears , And a slick Do-Skin on his Left Side wears : No ragged Rock so Steep , and High doth rise , On which , his Body poiz'd , like one that flies , He will not dare , through pathless Waies , to tread : Sometimes , he laughing , backward turns his Head , To see the Sportings of his bushy Tail Upon his Back ; then lifts his Hand to vail His Forehead from the Sun 's too fervent Rays , And Pastures with his shadow'd Sight survaies . He , when he had the God's Commands fulfill'd , Their raging Hearts appeas'd , and Fury still'd , To the Arcadian Groves away He speeds , And his lov'd Maenalus , where on shrill Reeds He sweetly plays , and with his Rural Song Leads , from the Sacred Hill , his Flocks along . But , Fulvius commanding that the Fire Should from the Gates be kept , and leave entire The Walls , th' Ausonian Legions , to shew The noble Temper of their Minds , withdrew Their Flames , and Swords ; but from the Temples , and The Houses , that enrich'd with Gold did stand , A wealthy Prey they took , with that , which fed Their Riot , and by which they perished , Effeminate Garments , that their Men array'd , And Tables rich , from forein Lands convey'd ; With Goblets , that provok'd to Luxury , Set with Eöan Gems : nor could they see An end of Silver , and the carved Weight ( Expressly made for Feasts ) of golden Plate . Then came the Captives , in a num'rous Train , With all their Coin , sufficient to maintain A long-protracted War : with Servants , that , In Multitudes , did at their Banquets Wait. But , when from Plunder of the Town , agen , The Gen'ral , by the Trumpet 's sound , His Men Had call'd ( a Noble Cherisher of Great Attempts ) to Milo , from his lofty Seat , He thus began : (m) (m) Dausqueius hath in this Judi●iously corrected the corrupt Copy of our Authour , wherein Lavimum is put for Lanuvium , where Iuno Sospita ( so called from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 , signifiying to Preserve ) had her Temple : for which the Lanuvini were received into the Protection of the Romans , and the City freed , on agreement that the Grove , and Temple might be equally free to the Romans , who often sacrificed there , as may be observed in Livy . Lanuvian Youth , whom We From Iuno Sospita receive , from Me This Martial Honour , for thy Victory , Accept , and 'bout thy Tower'd Temples try This (n) (n) This Crown , or Wreath , was of Gold ( though not so honourable , as some of other Inferiour matter , saith Pliny ) and given by the General to him , who first made his way over the Walls into any Town taken by assault . Aulus Gellius , lib. 5. Mural Crown . This done , he streightway sent For all the Nobles , that first Punishment Had merited , and , for their treach'rous Deeds , Beneath his juster Ax each Guilty bleeds . But , that fierce Valour , Taurea ( for to hide , Ev'n in a Fo , that Honour had been try'd , Were base ) with a loud Voice exclaims ; Shalt Thou , Thus Unreveng'd by Me , deprive Me now , ( A Soul more Great , then Thine ) of this My Sword ? Or by the Lictour ( when thou giv'st the Word ) Shall this most Valiant Head dissever'd fall At such base Feet ? On Us this never shall Be by the Gods allow'd . Then with a Look Threatning , and full of Rage , he sudden strook His Warlike Sword quite through his Breast , and dy'd . To whom the Romane General reply'd ; Go , and the Ruin of thy Countrey thus Accompany in Death . What Minds in Us Remain , what is Our Valour , what We are ( Each Man of Us ) shall be discern'd in War . If thou dost think it Shamefull to abide Just Punishment , thou mightst have fighting dy'd ; Thy Countrey suff'ring , at the very time , With Streams of Blood for her unhappy Crime . But , mixing Joys with Sorrows , the dire Hand Of Fortune , then in the Iberian Land Two Noble Scipioes had destroy'd , that there Great Griefs , and Honours to their Countrey were . By Chance a Youth , of that Illustrious Name , Into the (o) (o) Puteoli . Dicarchaean City came , After Extremities of War : and there Resided . Fame , reporting to his Ear His Friend 's sad Destiny , and Tears , ( though He Ne're us'd to stoop under Adversity ) Beating his Breast , he tears his Garments : nor Could Sense of Honour , or a Souldier , Nor the Perswasions of his Friends prevail ; But still his angry Piety doth rail On the unequal Gods ; hates all Relief , And usual Comforts of encreasing Grief . And now some days were spent in sad Complaint , And still his Father's Ghost seems conversant Before his Eyes , and therefore he intends To raise the Souls , and Manes of his Friends , And by Discourse with them , at length , the Rage , And Smart of his great Sorrows to asswage . So , by a Neighb'ring Lake invited , where The Acherusian Liquour doth Declare The horrid Entrance to Avernus , strait His Thoughts are fir'd to know ensuing Fate . And therefore to Autonöe ( who then , Under Apollo's Name , the sacred Den , And Tripods kept ) He goes , and open lays The Counsels of his troubled Breast , and prays To see his Father's Face . Without delay , The Prophetess commands him strait to slay , To th' Shades below , the usual Sacrifice , Two Coal-black Lambs , as Day began to rise ; And , while they yet were Breathing , as they dy'd , The flowing Blood within the Earth to Hide , Then shall the Stygian Empire send to Thee Her People . What thou more desir'st ( quoth She ) To know , a greater Prophetess shall Sing . For I to Thee true Oracles will bring From the Elysian Fields , and Thou shalt see , Amidst old Sibyl's Rites performed by Me , That fam'd Phoebean Breast's Prophetick Shade . Go then , and , when the dewy Night hath made Her course beyond her middle Line , then bring Th' aforesaid Victims to the Stygian King , Chast , to Avernus Entrance . Likewise joyn To them choice Honey , and the purest Wine . He , quickned by Her Counsel , and no less With the great Name o' th' promis'd Prophetess , The Sacrifices for his dark Design Prepares , and , when to the appointed Line The Night arriv'd , and what was finished Equal'd the following Darkness , from his Bed He rose , and to the troubled Entrance went Of the Tartarean Port ; where , Diligent To keep her Word , the Prophetess had then All things fulfill'd , and sate i' th' Stygian Den. Then that Way , where at first the broken Ground , A Cave , that ne're by Sun was seen , is found , And sadly groaning , from its hollow Mouth , Belcheth Cocytus bitter Streams , the Youth Into 't She leads ; commands him , in the Ground With 's Sword to dig an Hole ; and , Trotting round , Mutt'ring a secret Charm , She bids , that all The Beasts for Sacrifice , in order , fall . To Pluto first a Bull ; to Hecate , With a (p) (p) That had never born Yoak . chast Neck , an Heifer ; then to Thee , Alecto , and Megaera ( ever sad ) The chosen Bodies of two Sheep , that had But two years liv'd : on these they Milk infus'd , Honey , and Wine . The Youth stood still amus'd , While the old Prophetess exclaim'd , She well Perceiv'd each Face , that did with Pluto dwell . I see , said She , all Hell approaching , and Now the third Empire in my View doth stand . Behold what various Shapes , and whatsoe're Was born of Man , and dy'd together , there From deepest Chaos come . The Cyclops see ! Scylla , and those , that with such Cruelty Their Thracian Horses fed with Flesh of Men ! Attend , and mark ; and , without Fear , agen Put up thy Sword . Those Souls , that in such Haste March on before , the Off'red Blood to Tast , Let pass , till the chast Sibyl's Shade appear . In the mean time , Behold ! how Speedy there Comes that Unburied Ghost to speak to Thee , And hath ( as when Alive ) the Liberty To use its Voice , till on the Fun'ral Wood Its Body burn , if it hath touch'd no Blood . This noble Scipio saw , and , troubled at The sudden Apparition , said ; O what Sad Chance Thee from thy sinking Country , when Our horrid Wars require such Gallant Men , Renowned Captain , snatch'd ? for none could Thee ( Appius ) in Valour , or in Policy Excel . Ten times the glorious Lamp of Day Hath rose , since I return'd from Capua , And saw Thee , then , Bathing thy Wounds , and sad Onely , that they continued still so Bad , Thou could'st not go unto the Walls , and quite Depriv'd Thee of the Honour of that Fight . To which the Ghost reply'd : Th' ensuing Day The pleasant Horses of the Sun away From Me ( then fainting ) turn'd , and banish'd Me To the dark Waters for Eternity . But while vain Vulgar Rites the tedious Care Of Friends pursues , my Body they forbare To burn ; that far about , at length , they may It to my Father's Sepulcher convey . But by thy glorious Deeds ( which emulate Those of our Father Mars ) I Thee entreat , Let Drugs , that keep the Bodies of the Dead Entire in other Lands , be Banished From Me , that so my Wandring (q) (q) The antient Opinion was , that such , as continued Unburied , wandred upon the Banks of Acheron , and were not suffered to go over , till an hundred years were expired . Shade may soon Go freely to the Gates of Acheron . Most noble Branch of antient Claudus Line , None of my Cares shall be preferr'd to Thine , The Youth replies , although they are not small , That now Afflict Me : for I know , through all The Nations of the World , a various Sense Of Tombs , and Ashes , keeps a difference , And varies much the Fun'rals of the Dead . In the Iberian Country ( as 't is said ) An antient Custom 't is , that Vulturs tire On their Dead Bodies . When their Kings Expire , Th' Hyrcanian People think it best t' expose To Dogs their Members . The Egyptians close (r) (r) Among the Egyptians were three sorts of preserving their Dead . The Poor People onely took out the Guts , and dryed the Body with Salt for the space of seventy days . The more Wealthy never cut open the Body , but injected into the Belly a Clyster of the Juyce , that distills from Cedar , which had the Virtue , after seventy days , to draw out with it all the Entrails , through the Side . The Carnous parts , in the mean time were consumed by Nitres , and the Skin and Bones onely remained . But those of the best quality , first , with a crooked Iron , drew out the Brain through the Nostrils , then took out the Guts , and filling both Cavities with Myrrh , Casia , and other Perfumes ( Frankincense excepted ) they again sewed up the Body , and buried it seventy days in Nitre : when all moisture consumed ( and therefore by the Poet Metaphorically termed , Stone perfumed ) it was taken up , and in a wooden Case ( shaped to its proportion ) placed against the Wall , in some room of the house , where , even in their Banquets , they had it in their view ; not to check their Mirth , but to invite them to enjoy themselves , while alive . Herodot . lib. 2. Euterpe . In Stone perfum'd their Bodies , after Fate , And hardly from their Tables separate The Bloodless Ghosts . In Pontus they Ordain , The Heads of Men to empty of the Brain , And so Embalm'd , for many Ages , keep . What should We say of those , that Buried deep Dig naked Garamantians up in Sand ? Or of the Nasamonians , that command , Their Dead to bury in the cruel Seas Upon the Libyan Coast ? The Celtae please Their empty Skuls with Gold about to ring , And such for Cups unto their Tables bring . But the Cecropians did by chance Ordain , That such , as in their Country's Wars were Slain , Should be together Burn'd . Oppos'd to these , Time onely doth interr the Carcases Of Scythian People ; who , on Stakes of Wood Impal'd , hang melting with corrupted Blood . As thus he talk'd , Autonöe ( the Shade O' th' Sibyl rising ) Set a Period , said , To your Discourse . Behold that Priestess ; who So much of Future things , when living , knew , That ev'n the Gods , that they knew more , deny'd . And now 't is time your Men should go aside , That You , and I , the Beasts may burn . This said ; With Myst'ries fill'd , the old (s) (s) Sibyl . Cymaean Maid , After the Sacrificed Blood her Mouth Had touch'd , and tasted , viewing well the Youth ( Whose Face was Beautiful ) began : When I Etherial Light , not idly , did enjoy , My voice was heard in the Cymaean Den To answer People ; and Thee ( Scipio ) then , In future Ages , and in Rome's Affairs Concern'd , I sung . But yet thy Father's Cares Scarce merited my Words : for they nor made A due Enquiry after what I said , Nor yet observ'd it . But now mark ; since Thou Desir'st to know the Fates of Rome , which now On Thine depend ( for I thy Diligence To take the Oracles of Life from hence Perceive ) and here thy Father's Manes see : On th' arm'd Iberian Thou , with Victory , Thy Father shalt Revenge : to Mars before Due years entrusted ; and thy Sword the Moor Shall of his Joys deprive . Thou shalt rejoyce , When Thee , as Omen to the War , the Voice Of Rome shall choose : when , in th' Iberian Land . Carthage Thou shalt subdue . Then to command More eminent Thou shalt be rais'd , nor Iove From Thee his Care , and Kindness shall remove , Till the whole War He into Libya drive . And there to Thee ev'n Hannibal shall give To be Subdu'd . But , oh Ingrateful Rome ! Which after all these Honours Thee of Home , And (t) (t) After Scipio had subdued Hannibal , and broken the whole Force of Carthage , and , with his Brother , overthrown Antiochus , he was afterward accused , by a Faction , of defrauding the People of the wealthy Spoils of Antiochus ▪ whereupon He , in a voluntary Exile , retired to Linternum , where he dyed , commanding this Inscription to be set on his Tombe . Ingrateful Country , thou hast not so much , as Bones Country shall deprive . As this She spake , She turn'd her Steps towards the Stygian Lake . Whate're ill Chance of Life attends Me , I ( The Youth replies ) will my Endeavours try : Yet may my Breast be free from Guilt ! but now I pray thee ( since the onely Cause , that Thou Didst live , was Humane Labours here to Aid ) A while thy Steps restrain ( renowned Maid ) And unto Me the silent Shades report , With all the Terrours of the Stygian Court . She soon assents to that , which he requir'd , But Thou a Kingdom , not to be desir'd , ( Said She ) dost open : (u) (u) Hell described . for the Darkness there People , that once Innumerable were , Inhabite , and through endless Shadows fly , And yet make up but One great Family . I' th' midst a dark , and airy Space , of large Extent , there is , which common Death doth charge With all , that from the Teeming World 's first Birth The fiery Air produc'd , the Seas , or Earth . Thither all things descend , what hath , or shall Perish , that gloomy Field devoureth all . Ten Gates this Kingdom compass , whereof One Receives the Warlike Sons of Mars alone : Another those , that Famous Laws have made , And the Foundations , first , of Cities lay'd . The Third 's for Ceres harmless Tribe , that go , By Fraud unpoison'd , to the Shades below . Next Those , that pleasant Arts did first invent , And Way of Living , full of all Content , And ( which not Father Phoebus would Disdain ) Verses compos'd , their proper Gate maintain . The next the Shipwrack Port , ( for so that Gate Is Nam'd ) is kept for such , as meet their Fate In Winds , and cruel Storms . Another wide , And near this stands , for such as Guilty dy'd , And there confess their Sins : Their sev'ral Pains Ev'n at the Entrance Rhadamanth Ordains , And empty Death inflicts . The S●venth to Bands Of Women , that flock thither , open stands : Where her pale Groves the Chast Proserpina Maintains . And , near to this , another Way , And Gate there is , well-known by Infants Cries , To them assign'd , and all those Companies , That in the Port of Life extinguish'd are : And Virgin Troops , whose Nuptial Tapers were Turn'd into Fun'ral Flames . But then , remote From this , there is another Gate , of Note , Which , Night dissolving , shines like rising Day , And , through the Shadow of a secret Way , Leads to th' Elysian Fields : Here , nor to Hell Subjected , nor in Heav'n the Pious dwell . But quite beyond all Seas , upon the Brink O' th' Sacred Fountain , thither throng to Drink Forgetfulness of Minde , in Lethe's Streams . The Last , with Gold refulgent , feels the Beams Of Light , and Shines , as if the Moon were there . This way the Blessed Souls to Heav'n repair , And , when a thousand Lustra Time hath past , Forgetting Dis , into their Bodies haste : Death , his black Jaws wide op'ning , to and fro , Through all these Ways , and Ports , doth wandring go . Then a slow Gulph , without a Body , far Extended , and dark muddy Lakes there are , Where (x) (x) The Rivers of Hell . Phlegethon with swelling Waters burns The Banks , on ev'ry side , and , Roaring , turns The flaming Quarries up , with Storms of Fire . Then , in another Quarter , with as Dire A Rage , (x) (x) The Rivers of Hell . Cocytus rolls black Waves of Blood , And runs , a Torrent , with a foaming Flood . But Styx , which Iove himself , and all the rest Of the Immortal Gods , do still Attest , Dreadful with Pitch , and Sulphur , smoaking Mud Drives through his Chanel . But ( then These a Flood More dismal , froathing with Corruption , and Thick Poison , Belching up the gelid Sand , With horrid Murmurs ) Acheron , through all The Pools , with a black Stream , doth slowly fall . This Venom'd Three-mouth Cerberus desires , This for her Drink Tisiphone requires : This dire Megaera craves ; nor yet can they , With all their Drink , their raging Thirst allay . But the last River breaketh out before The Entrance , and inexorable Door Of Pluto's Palace , from a Fount of Tears . There a fourth Tribe , in sev'ral Paths , appears Of Monsters , still to Watch , and Terrifie The trembling Ghosts with their confused Cry . Devouring Grief ; and Leanness , that on ill Diseases waits ; with Sadness , feeding still On Tears ; and Paleness without Blood ; with Cares , Base Treachery , old Age , that nothing bares Without Complaint ; Envy , with both her Hands Crushing her Throat ; and Poverty , that stands Deform'd , and Prone to any thing that 's Bad ; With wandring Errour , and Dissension , glad To mingle Seas with Heav'n ; Then Briareus , That with his hundred Hands the Gates doth use Of Hell to open ; Cruel Sphynx , with Blood Her Virgin-mouth Besmear'd ; the furious Brood Of two-formed Centaurs ; with fierce Scylla there , And the Rebellious Giants Ghosts , appear : Here the three-headed Dog , when he hath broke His Chains , and off a thousand Fetters shook , And up and down , through Hell , doth Wandring go , Neither Alecto , nor Megaera , though With Fury swell'd , come near ; while 'bout his Loins His Vip'rous Tail , he fiercely Barking , twines . On the Right Hand , a Yew , that like a Wood Its Branches spreads , and , by Cocytus Flood Water'd , more Leavy grown , there stands : here dire , And fatal Birds , Vultures , that rav'ning tire On Carcases ; and num'rous Owls reside : Schreech-Owls , with Specks of Blood their Pinions dy'd , And greedy Harpyes build their Nests , and thick Among the Leaves on all the Branches stick , And make the Tree with dolefull Cries to nod . Among these dreadfull Shapes , th' Infernal God Sits on a Throne , examining the Crimes Of Kings , and what they did in former Times . Enchain'd they stand , and 'fore the Judge repent Too late , while all the Forms of Punishment , And Furies , round about them fly : and now How glad would they their Scepters disavow ! Those Souls , which , when on Earth , unworthy , and Unequal things endur'd , with harsh Command Insult , and what they living , did not dare To utter , now Complain of , freely , there . Then (y) (y) Prometheus . One in cruel Chains is bound upon A Rock , (z) (z) Sisyphus . another rowls a restless Stone ; While , with her Snaky Whip , Megaera still Pursues him , lab'ring up the lofty Hill . Such bloody Tyrant's Punishments shall be : But now the Time 's arriv'd , that We to Thee Must shew thy Mother's Face , whose Shade in Place The first appears , and hither comes apace . (a) (a) This Opinion ( saith Valerius Maximus ) arose from his Custom of going to the Capitol , and spending some hours in the Chapel of Iupiter , before he enterprized any thing publique , or private . Whence a Report went current ; that , before his Mother was with Childe , a Serpent frequented her Chamber , and , as soon as any man appeared , vanished . This they fancied to be the God , who , in that shape , begat Scipio , whom some Authours affirm to have been the first Caesar ( that is ; cut out of his Mother's Womb ) though Polybius writes the contrary . Pomponia , pregnant by Iove's Stealth , drew nigh . For , when the Libyan War , in Italy , Fair Venus knew , endeav'ring to prevent All Iuno's Plots , a silent Flame She sent Into her Father's Breast : which had not She Foreknown , the conquer'd Romane Altars We By Tyrian Virgins kindled now had seen . But , when the off'red Blood had tasted been , ( As the old Prophetess advis'd ) and both Each other's Faces knew , thus first the Youth Began : My dearest Mother , who to Me , Like some great Deity , appear'st ; that Thee I might have seen , how willingly would I Have dy'd ! Oh! what was our sad Destiny , When that first Day , that gave Me vital Breath , Thee , without Honour , snatch'd away in Death . As thus He spoke , his Mother thus again Replies : O Son , my Death was free from Pain : For when the Burthen of my Womb was lay'd , By Iove's Command , Me Mercury convei'd To the Elysian Fields , and gave Me there An equal Place , where Laeda now , and where Alcmena by his Sacred Bounty dwell . But , since We now have time ( my Son ) to tell Whence thou didst spring ( that thou no Wars maist fear , Nor doubt to Heav'n by Deeds thy self to rear : Know this ; when I , by Chance , in mid'st of Day , Retired to repose , and Sleeping lay , A sudden close Embrace my Members bound , Not such , as I before my Husband 's found , Nor easy unto Me , and then I clear ( Although my heavy Eys in Slumber were Involv'd ) great Iove beheld ( You may believe This Truth ) nor could his borrow'd Shape deceive Me then , though , turn'd into a scaly Snake , He , coyling , did a thousand Circles make . But , soon as Thou wert born , that I should dy It was Decreed , and then how much did I Lament , that I to Thee could not declare These things , before my Soul resolv'd to Air. At this , t' embrace her Neck he thrice Efsai'd In vain , and lost as oft the fleeting Shade . This done , two Ghosts of Men , that well agreed , His Father's , and his Uncle's , strait succeed . While , through the Shadows pressing on , he there Vain Kisses sought , and strove those Ghosts , that were Like flying Smoak , and Clouds , to apprehend : Oh Thou ! on whom our Empire did depend ( My dearest Sire ) what God , an Enemy To the Ausonian Land , did us of Thee Deprive ( said he ) Oh Wo to Me ! for why , Was there the least of Time , that , Cruel , I Should absent be from Thee ? thy Death I might Have chang'd , by this my Brest , oppos'd in Fight . What Groans th' Italian People , ev'ry where , Give at your Funerals ! The Senate rear , In Mars's Field , to each of you a Tomb. Amidst his Speech , the hasty Ghosts assume The Word : and first his Father's Manes barr'd His farther Language thus ; A fair Reward Is Virtue to her self ; yet it descends Sweet to the Shades below , when 'mong our Friends The Glory of our Lives survives : nor our Due Praises dark Oblivion can devour . But say , how great a War doth Thee molest ? ( Our dear Renown ! ) how oft doth Fear my Brest Invade , when I but think how fiercely Thou Go'st on , when Dangers meet thee ! but I now Conjure thee , by the Cause of our sad Fate , ( Most valiant Youth ) thy Rage to moderate , And thy Desire to Fight ; sufficient be Th' Examples of our Family for Thee . For the eighth Summer then had reap'd the dry , And rusling Sheavs of Corn , when conqu'ring I (b) (b) These Scipi●es , who commanded in Spain , dividing their Forces were there , with their Armies , both destroyed , by Indibilis Massanissa , and Hasdrubal , Generals for the Carthaginians . See Liv. lib. 25. Had all suppress'd , and the Tartessiack La●d The Yoak accepted from my Brother's Hand . Her then reviving Walls , and Houses , we To poor Sagunthus gave . They Baetis , free From Foes , then Drunk : oft Hasdrubal to Us His Back had turn'd . But , oh their barbarous , And still corrupted Faith ! When Victour I Advanc'd 'gainst Hasdrubal , with Misery Almost Destroy'd ( a sudden Change ) Behold ! The Spanish Troops , which with his Libyan Gold ( A Mercenary People ) Hasdrubal Had made , breaking their Ranks , their Ensigns all Forsook : then straitway Us , deserted by Our Auxiliary Bands , the Enemy With a thick Ring ( more numerous in Men ) Encompass'd round ; nor did we Poorly then , Or Un-reveng'd , the last of all our Days On Earth conclude , but ended it with Praise . To this his Brother thus began to joyn His own Mishaps , and said ; In the Decline Of our Affairs , a lofty Castle I For a Retreat desir'd , and thereto try Our last Attempt ▪ a thousand Torches they With Lamps , and smoaking Fire-brands , ev'ry way Into it threw . For what concerns my Fall , I of the Gods make no Complaint at all : For they my Body (c) (c) The Carthaginians , after they had destroyed the two Scipioes , secure , and negligent ; Lucius Martius , collecting the scattered Romans , fell upon them in the night , slew 37000. of them , took 80. thousand prisoners , and recovered what was so lately lost . See Liv. ibid. burn'd , and to a Grave Of large Extent , my Arms fix'd on it , gave . But I am griev'd , lest , since We both are slain , The Libyans should o'rerun oppressed Spain . To which the Youth , his Face with Tears o'respread , Replies . Ye Gods ! as She hath merited , May Carthage all just Punishment endure For these foul Deeds ! But He , who under your Command was try'd , brave Martius , hath restrain'd The fierce Pyrenean Troops , and entertain'd Our weary Friends , and with known Arms the War Maintains : and , it is fam'd , the (d) (d) Hasdrubal . Conquerour In Battel lately was o'rethrown , and all Due Piacles exacted for your Fall . Much joy'd at this , the Gen'rals went again To those sweet Places , where the Bless'd remain . The Youth , adoring them , with eager Eys Pursues them : and now Paulus Ghost supplies Their Room , scarce to be known , as then he stood , 'Mong many Ghosts . But , having drunk the Blood , He thus began : Thou Light of Italy , Whose Martial Deeds , then one Man's greater , I Have seen . Who now hath instigated Thee These Kingdoms , where once All must dwell , to see ? To whom again sad Scipio thus replies ; Great General , how long , with weeping Eys , Did Rome thy Fate lament ? how near with Thee , Falling to Stygian Darkness , did we see Oenotrian Palaces ! The Tyrian Fo Did on Thee Dead a Sepulcher bestow , And in thy Honour sought for Praise . With Tears While Paulus thus his Hostile Burial hears , Before their Eys Flaminius , Gracchus , and , With a sad Countenance , Servilius stand , At Cannae slain . A great Desire he had To speak to them , and farther Language add : But stronger Inclinations to know More antient Ghosts made him desist , and now (e) (e) Brutus , the first Consul , whose Sons , conspiring with other yong Noble Men to restore the Tarquins , were by him put to Death . See Liv. lib. 2. Brutus , that merited immortal Fame By 's cruel Ax ; Camillus then , that came Near to the Gods in Praise , and , hating Gold , (f) (f) Marcus Curius , refusing a great sum of money offered him by the Samnites , in Pyrrhus his name , replyed , I had rather Command over the Wealthy , then be Rich. He first Triumphed over the Samnites , and forced Pyrrhus out of Italy . Curius he sees , ( their Names the Sibyl told , And shew'd their Faces , as they came ) That 's He , That , though of Sight depriv'd , the Treacherie (g) (g) Appius Claudius Coecus , who would never hearken to any terms of Peace with Pyrrhus ; but still perswaded him , not to rely upon his force , and friends in Italy , but to return home , and then by Embassy treat of Peace with the Romans . Of Peace , and Pyrrhus from the Gates repell'd : And that , the Bridg behinde him broken , held (h) (h) Horatius Cocles , who , with two others , defending the Gates , at the Bridg over Tyber , stopped Porsenna's men , who then pursued the Romans , till the Bridg behinde him was broken down so , that the Enemy could pass no farther : which done , He leapt armed into the River , and returned safe into the City . His Station valiantly , and did exclude Returning Scepters , when the King pursu'd To Tyber's Banks . If you desire to see The Man , that in the former War ( said She ) The League with Libya made , Lutatius there Behold , with Naval Arms , a Conquerer . But , if Amilcar's cruel Shade you 'd know , See! That is it , that stands far off ; his Brow ( Not smooth'd by Death ) as yet his rabid Ire Retains : to talk with him if you desire , Tasting the Blood , with your permission , He May speak ; which granted , and when Greedily The thirsty Shade had drunk ; first Scipio thus With angry Looks upbraids him : Such with Us ( Thou Sire of Fraud ) are then thy Leagues ? with Thee , Captiv'd , on the Sicanian Coast , did We This Contract make ? Against all Leagues , thy Son Ausonia , with War , doth over-run , And comes upon Us , breaking through the Bars O' th' Alpes . All Italy with barb'rous Wars Is now inflam'd , and back , obstructed by Sad Slaughters , to their Springs our Rivers fly . To this the Shade reply'd : So soon , as He Was ten Years old , the Latine War , by Me Commanded , He espous'd . Nor must He now Deceive those Gods , attested to the Vow Made to his Father . But , if now with Fire He Italy destroy , and still aspire To overthrow that State , deriv'd from Troy . O Piety ! O holy Faith ! O Boy , Indeed mine Own ! and would to Heav'n He might Repair that Honour , We have lost in Fight ! Seeming to swell , with Speed ( as this he said ) He vanish'd , and retir'd a greater Shade . Next these , the Prophetess those Ghosts disclos'd , That , Arm'd , to conquer'd Nations dispos'd Their Laws : with those , that first the Romanes taught (i) (i) The Romans , having changed the Government of Consuls to that of the Decemviri , sent three Embassadours ; viz. Sp. Posthumius , S●r. Sulpitius , and An. Manlius , to Athens , to take an Extract of their Laws . Which they performed , and those Laws , digested ( with such of their own , as the Romans esteemed wholsom ) into twelve Tables , ten of Brass , and two of Stone , were ever after their Rules of Iustice . Those Sacred Laws , from Pallas City brought . Scipio , well-pleas'd , with an insatiate Ey Views all their Faces , and would willingly Have talk'd with all , had not the Prophetess Inform'd him , that their Troops were numberless . What Myriads in all the World dost Thou Believe descend to Hell , since here you now All these behold ? A boundless Torrent there Of Shades continually run down , and are In Charon's spatious Vessel wafted ore ; And that base Boat 's sufficient , were they more . Many past by , the Virgin to his View Presents a Youth . This is that (k) (k) Alexander the Great . Wand'rer , who His Ensigns , where He march'd , did Conqu'ring bare ; By whom the Bactrii , and the Dacae were Subdu'd ; who Ganges drunk on conquer'd Ground ; With a Pellaean Bridg Niphate bound , Whose (l) (l) Alexandria in Egypt . Walls now stand where sacred Nile doth run . To him Aenëades : Thou certain Son Of Libya's horned Hammon ! Oh , how far Doth thy indubitable Fame , in War , All Generals excel ! The like Desire ( Renowned Shade ) hath set my Brest on Fire , To know which Way thou took'st thy self to raise To that proud Honour , and great Height of Praise . To whom the Ghost : A dull Sedulity , In War , is base . Thou by Activity , And Daring , may'st accomplish greatest Wars . Slow Valour never yet unto the Stars Her self hath rais'd . Do Thou precipitate The time of thy great Deeds . Black Death doth wait Upon the Active Man . Thus having said , He vanish'd . Strait succeeded Croesus Shade , Rich , when alive ; now , levell'd with the Poor . But when , arising from th' Elysian Shore , The Manes of a Beautious Youth he spy'd , Whose Tresses , with a Purple Fillet ty'd , Flow'd on his radiant Neck : Divinest Maid , Tell me ( said He ) who is that glorious Shade , Whose sacred Fore-head with a Light 's indu'd , To him peculiar , and a Multitude Of Souls , admiring , follow , and , about Him thronging , seem to give a joyful Shout ? Oh , what a Face ! did I not see him here I' th' Stygian Shade , I easily should swear He were a God . Nor art deceiv'd ( quoth She ) He hath deserv'd to seem a Deity : Nor in so great a Breast was there a small Divinity . For He in Verses all The Seas , and Earth , with Heav'n , and Hell compris'd , And in his Song the Muses equaliz'd , (m) (m) The most eminent of all Poets ; who , of very mean Birth , was constrained to Shift for his Livelyhood by teaching a Schole , till by a Disease in his Eys , while yet a Yong-man , he was made Blind , wandring through several Cities of Graece , He sometimes subsisted by repeating Verses , casually composed , to the People : and at length entertained by several Persons , that admired his Learning , he compiled those Immortal Works of his Iliads , and Odyssees . He dyed in Ion , ( in his Voyage to Athens ) where the Inhabitants built him a Tomb. Vide Heredo● . de Homero In Honour Phoebus : when he could not see , All this unto the World , in order , he Divulg'd , and rais'd your Troy unto the Skies . Scipio , the sacred Shade with joyful Eys Beholding , said ; Would but the Fates allow , That through the Universe this Prophet now Might sing the Romane Deeds ; how much more great Would the same Things , with his Certificate , Pass to succeeding Times ? Thrice happy You , (n) (n) Achilles . Aeācides , to whom it happ'ned , to The World by such a Tongue to be express'd : For by his Versethy Valour still encreas'd . But what 's that Troop , that such Applauses give , Seeking the Ghosts of Heroes , and receive The Greater Shades ? With that Achilles He , And mighty Hector , is amaz'd to see . And then the Valiant Ajax stately Pace Admires , and Nestor's venerable Face . But he was pleas'd , when he beheld the Two Renown'd (o) (o) Agamemnon , and Menelaus . Atrides , and Vlysses , who , In Prudence , equall'd great Achilles Deeds . To these Ledaean Castor's Shade succeeds , About to live ; for then Alternate Light Pollux in Heav'n maintain'd . But , to his Sight Presented , strait ▪ Lavinia's Shade withdrew His Face : for then the Maid advis'd him to Consider Womens Shades , lest rising Day Should summon Her ( protracting Time ) away . This Venus happy (p) (p) Being Wife to Aeneas , Son to Venus and Anchises . Daughter is ( said She ) That Trojans long-deriv'd Posterity , Joyn'd to the Latines . Would you see the Bold Quirinus Bride ? Hersilia there behold , Once by Her Sheepherd Husband ravish'd , when (q) (q) When Romulus had built his City , and the Inhabitants so increased , that it was now time to form a civil Society : He sent Embassadours to his Neighbours to demand of them Women , which they then wanted . But , his Embassy every where rejected , He , pretending the Celebration of Games to Neptune , the Sabines coming with their Wives and Children , invited as well by Curiosity to see the News , as Devotion , while they were intent on the Celebration of the Festival , the Romans , seising all the Virgins that came with them , forced the rest out of the City . The Sabines returning armed to revenge this Violence ; these Virgins , now their Wives , became Mediatours between their Husbands , and Parents , and made the Romans and Sabines one People . Their Neighbours scorn'd such rough , unpleasant Yet She , well-pleas'd , his homely Cottage saw , ( Men , And lay with him on Pallets made of Straw , And angry Sires , from ' vengeful Arms , withdrew . But now (r) (r) Carmenta was a Prophetess , in whose honour the Roman Matrons ( as to a Goddess ) celebrated an Annual Feast called Carmentalia . Carmenta's Godlike Gesture view ; She was Evander's Mother , and Divin'd Your present Labours . If you have a minde To see the Face of (s) (s) Tanaquil , who animated her Husband Tarquinius Priscus ( a Stranger at Rome ) to repair thither , to offer himself after the Death of Martius Ancus to be their King , and as they came to the Gates , sitting with his Wife in their Cart , an Eagle gently took off his Cap , and , hovering awhile over his head , put it on again : by which Omen encouraged , Tanaquil perswaded him to enter the City , and , not long after Ancus dying , he was elected King . Tanaquil : that 's She , Whose Chaster minde prevail'd in Augury , And to her Husband did his Throne foreshew , And in the Bird the Gods propitious knew . There see , of Romane Chastity the Grace , Lucretia , glorious in her Death , her Face , And Eys fix'd on the Ground still bears . Thou ( Rome ) Must not , alass ! nor doth it Thee become To wish the long Fruition of so great A Praise . Near Her , Virginia see ; who , yet The Wound retaining , in her bleeding Breast , ( Sad Monument , that Chastity exprest Defended by the Sword ! ) (t) (t) Virginia , the Daughter of Virginius ; who being vitiated by Appius Claudius , her Father to provoke the people against him , bringing her into a publick Assembly , stab'd her ; and , shewing the Knife all bloody to the people , declared , he rather chose , that his Daughter should so dy , then not be free from the violence of Appius . See Liv. lib. 1. her Father's hand Applauds , in that dire stroke . Next her doth stand The famous Claelia , who to fly thy Yoak ( Porsenna ) her Weak Sex contemn'd , and broke The Lidyan War , and Tyber : such , as She ( A Virgin ) Rome once Wish'd her Men to be , This sudden Apparition much Dismai'd Yong Scipio , who , more enquiring , said ; What may those guilty Manes be , and why Are they Tormented ? She gave this reply . That (u) (u) Tullia , the Wife of Tarquinius Superbus , who drove her Chariot over the body of her Father Servius Tullius , whom she had murthered , to raise her Husband to his Throne . Tullia , who with her Chariot tore , And broke her Father's Members , and stood o're His trembling Face with her contracted Reins , That She may ne'er be free from lasting Pains , Swims in hot Phlegethon , that , rapid , springs From smoaking Furnaces , and upward flings Burn'd Rocks , made harder by the River's Heat , And still with Flaming Flints her Face doth beat . But She , whose Lungs a Bird's sharp Bill destroys , ( Hark! with his beating Wings how great a Noise , Returning to his Food , the (*) (*) An Eagle . Bird of Iove Now makes ! ) Oh horrid Wickedness ! for Love Of Gold , the Capitol , that Treach'rous Maid (x) (x) Tarpeia , the Daughter of Tarpeius Keeper of the Capitol ; who contracted with the Sabines to betray to them the Capitol , on Condition , she might have all that they wore on their left Arms ( meaning their Bracelets ) the Sabines entring , as she opened the Gates , threw upon her so many Shields from their left Arms , that she was prest to death with the weight of them . ( Tarpeia ) to the Sabine Troops betrai'd . Then dost not see . ( for lighter Crimes our Laws Scarce touch ) dire Orcus still with hungry Jaws Doth bark ? Of old the monstrous Guardian He Of the Iberian (y) (y) Gerion . heard , and eagerly Assaulteth with his Teeth , and fiercely Trails The Entrails out with his polluted Nails . Yet is the Punishment inferiour to The Sin , that (z) (z) Those Vestal Nuns were chosen into that Order at sixteen years of age , and were to continue so thirty years , after which they might marry ( though few did ) but if , while Devotes , any chanced to violate their Vow , they were buryed alive . Vestal voluntary threw Her Virgin Zone away , and sacred Rites Of Vesta stain'd . But now these sev'ral Sights , Which you have seen , sufficient are , I strait To Thee ( concluding ) will enumerate Some Souls , that now Oblivion drink ( they are But few ) and so again to Night repair . That (a) (a) The Sibyl , having shewed him the Souls of such as had lived on Earth , now following the opinion of Plato ( in Phaedo ) that Souls created must have some place of abode before they entred Bodies , shews him the Souls , which after they had drunk of Lethe ( that is ●olly , and Forgetfulness of their Original ) were to live on Earth . Among other , Marius , who of a mean Person came to be General in the War against the Cimbri , over whom he triumphed , and , after strange variety of Fortune , dyed in his seventh Consulship . Marius ( for the Time 's not long when he Shall go into Etherial Light ) shall be Your Consul , and shall long Command procure From humble Birth . Nor shall Sylla endure Long to drink drowsy Lethe , or Obey . Fate , which no God can Change , and Life away Him call . He first shall Seize , as by Assault , The Empire , but the glory of his Fault (b) (b) Sylla , who , after he had cruelly afflicted the Common-wealth , and assumed to himself absolute Authority over the Lives , and Estates of the Romanes , voluntary laid down his Dictatourship , and retired to Puteoli , where he lived privately , and restored them to their Liberty . Shall be , that he shall it restore alone , And in so great a Name there shall be none , That shall desire to second Sylla . He , Whose Hair erect on 's rugged Front , you see Is Pompey , a most glorious Head on Earth , And by the World belov'd . But He , that Birth O' th' Gods , who lifts his Starry Head so high , As Caesar , of Iülus Progeny , When these break from their dark Abodes , by Sea , And Land , how great , how mighty things will they Attempt ? Alass , how oft will they Contend In Fight through all the World ? nor in the End , Shalt thou ( the Conquerour ) less Guilty dy , Then He , o're whom thou gain'st the Victory . Then Scipio , Weeping , said : It grieves me much , That the sad Order of Affairs is such For Italy . But if , when Life is done , There be no Pardon , and ev'n Death must run The hazard of Desert ; say , in what part Of Phlegethon , his Sins still burning smart Shall Hannibal endure ? or , tell me , where Shall a fit rav'nous Fowl for ever tare His Limbs , which for her Food shall still encrease ? Oh! fear no that , exclaims the Prophetess , A Life inviolate he shall not lead , Nor in his Country shall his Bones , when Dead , Be lay'd to rest . For when he shall in Fight Be Vanquished , and all his Forces quite Dispers'd , he shall endure to be O'rethrown , And beg inglorious Safety . Macedon , For War , shall give him Hopes again to rise In Arms ; and then ( condemn'd for Treacheries ) His constant Wife , and Son forsaken , He Shall Carthage quit , and through the Ocean flee In a small Ship . Cilician Taurus then Hee 'l visit . But ( alass ! ) how foolish Men Will rather choose hard Servitude to bare , The Hot , and Cold Excesses of the Air , With Hunger , Flight , and Seas ; then once to Dy. He , after these great Wars , in Italy , A Servant to th' Assyrian King shall be , And thence , depriv'd of his Desire to see Ausonia embroil'd , with doubtful Sails Shall put to Sea , until , with lazy Gales , Brought to the Prusiack Coast , grown weak with Age , He in another Service shall engage , And , through that Kingdom 's Aid , a Shelter finde : Till , that their Enemy may be resign'd The Romanes urging , secret Poison there In Haste he drinks , and from continual Fear Absolve the doubtful World . Thus having said , To hollow Shades of Erebus the Maid Again withdraws ; and Scipio strait ascends Unto the Port , and his rejoycing Friends . The End of the Thirteenth Book .
Flagrantom Luxu , & miscentem turpia duris Iurati obtruncant Iunenam . Nec ●am Modus Ensibus addunt Faemineam Caedem , atque msontum rapt● Sororum Corpora prosternunt Ferro .

Honoratissimo Dno . Domino Ioanni Berkley , Baroni de Stratton in Comitatu Cornubiae . Tabula Summâ cum Observantia D. D. D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Fourteenth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Sicilia describ'd : the wanton King Is slain . The Libyans , and the Romanes bring , Into that Land , their Arms. What Victories Marcellus gain'd . Both sides have their supplies From the divided Land . By Land , and Sea , To Syracusa's Walls the Romanes lay Close Siege . What Arts by Archimedes were Found out , for their repulse . New Aids appear From Libya by Sea . A Naval Fight , Wherein some Libyan Ships are put to flight , Some Captive made , some sunk . Both Armies are Infected by a Plague ▪ which ceas'd , the War The Romanes strait renew . To one Assault Rich Syracusa yields : the Souldier's Fault , Who Archimedes , as He Figures drew , Studious , upon the Sand , not knowing , slue , The General deplores . What praises He Deserv'd , whose Mercy crown'd his Victory . YEE Pow'rs of Helicon , now turn your Lays To Sicily , and the Ortygian Seas : Sometimes to Daunian Kingdoms your Resorts To make ; sometimes to the Sicanian Ports , Or Macedonian Palaces to see , And the Achaïck Land , your Task must be : Or wandring , where Sardôan Floods enfold Your Steps ; or , where in Cottages , of old , The Tyrians reign'd , to go ; and farthest Day To visit ; and where Earth's vast Globe by Sea Is Limited : all this the Scenes of War , That , in their sev'ral Quarters , Acted are By Mars , require . This therefore We must do , And , where the War , and Trumpets call , pursue . Of large extent , a Port of Italy , (a) (a) Sicilia was antiently called Trinacria from the three I romentories , Pachynus , Pelorus , and Lilybaeum . It was an old Opinion , that it was once joyned to Italy by that Neck of Land , where Rhegium ( now Rezzo ) stands ; but to be torn from it by the violence of the Sea . Trinacria was , till once Assaulted by Notus , and raging Waves , against it heav'd By the Coerulean Trident , it receiv'd The Ocean in : for , by an hidden way , The Earth's torn Entrails the impacted Sea Asunder threw , and , breaking through the Land With a full Tide , at once the People , and The Cities , by the Tempest 's secret Force Bore quite away . Since , keeping that Divorce , By an impetuous Flood , th' unruly Main Permits not the Disjoyn'd to meet again . But yet the space , that the two Lands divides , As Fame reports ( so narrow are the Tides , That run between ) Barking of Dogs , and Lays Of early Birds , to either Side conveys . So rich the Soil , that it the Garners fills Of Husband-men : with Olives shades the Hills , Titles creats to Bacchus , and swift Steeds , That will endure the sound of Trumpets , breeds . Cecropian Tapers Hybla , ev'ry where Renown'd , from her sweet Nectar , kindles : there Paeonian Streams with secret Sulphur spring ; There , by the Muses grac'd , fam'd Poets Sing Worthy Apollo , who their Lays diffuse Through Sacred Groves : whose Syracusian (b) (b) Theocritus , born in Syracusa ; whom Virgil imitated in his Bucolicks . Muse Makes Helicon resound . The People are In Language prompt ; but , when emploi'd in War , Their Ports are Crown'd with Trophies , from the Seas . After the Reign of dire (c) (c) Antiphates was King of the Laestrigonians , who were Anthropophagi , Man-Eaters . Antiphates , And Cyclops Rule , Sicanian Plows began First to turn up the untill'd Ground , and then From high Pyrene thither People came ; Who on the vacant Land impos'd the Name Of an Iberian River . After these , There soon arriv'd stout Bands of Ligures , By (d) (d) The Ligurians , vexed by their Neighbours the Brutii , and other People of Calabria , under the Conduct of Siculus , past over into Sicilia ( then called Sicania , from the Spaniards , that had planted themselves , and called it so from a River , or rather from their Leader Siculus ) and , setling there , changed the former Name to that , which now it bears . See Dionys. Halicar . lib. 4. Siculus Commanded , who by War Possess'd the Land , that still his Name doth bare . Nor was it Loss of Fame , or held a Shame For Siculus to change Sicania's Name . Next Neighb'ring Minos , making his Demands Of Daedalus , his Eteocretian Bands Led to the hapless War : and , after He A Judg of Hell , through cruel Treachery , And Plots of the Cocalides , was made , Weary of making War , his (e) (e) Minos ( feigned by the Poets to be one of the Iudges of Hell ) pursuing Daedalus into Sicily , the King Cocalus treated with him , and promised to perform all he desired , invited him to his Palace , and stifled him in a Bath ; ( as Diodorus Siculus affirms ) though the Poet follows the Report , that he was murthered by the Daughters of Cocalus . After his Death his People , wanting their King , and their Ships , all burned by the Sicilians , laid down their Arms , became Sicilians , and built a City , in Memory of their King , called Minoa . People lay'd Their Arms aside , and dwelt in Sicily . Trojan Acestes , then , his Progeny Had mix'd with Trojan Helymus , who there ( Some Bands of Youth soon following ) first did rear Those Walls , that since from Them retain the Name . Neither are Zancle's Walls obscure in Fame , Which Saturn , laying down his Sickle there , (f) (f) The Land about that City being very fertile ; the Poets feigned Saturn to have dropt his Sickle there . Renown'd . But in th' Ennaean Land none are More fam'd , then those were Founded by the Name , That thither from (g) (g) Sisyphus was King of Corinth ; whence Archius came with a Colonie , and built Syracusa . Sisyphian Istmus came , And , in the (h) (h) Corinthian . Ephyraean Offspring , all Doth much Excel . Here doth Alphaeus fall Into his Arethusa's fishy Springs , And of a Sacred Crown the Figure brings . But in Trinacrian Caves the (i) (i) Vulcan . Lemnian God Delights , and there hath fettled his Abode . For feeding , under ground , in Forges vast , Lipare from her hollow Head doth cast A sulph'rous Smoak . But her continual Fires Aetna , inflam'd , from trembling Rocks expires ; While , with included Groans , the raging Sea She imitates , and restless , Night , and Day , Through secret Ruptures murm'ring Thunders . So From Phlegethon the flaming Billows flow , And from the melting Caverns rolls ( among Those pitchy Tempests ) half-burnt Rocks along . But though , within , it boileth with so Dire A Storm of Flames , and still-encreasing Fire : Yet White upon the Top , 't is strange to tell , How near those very Flames the Snow doth dwell ; How th' burning Rocks are with Eternal Cold Congeal'd , and horrid ; and how they behold Perpetual Winter on the Mountain's Head , And Snow with glowing Ashes overspread . What should I say of the Aeölian Land ? That Dwelling of the Winds , and Bars ordain'd 'Gainst Storms ? Here , wash'd by the Iönian Main , Turn'd to that Land where (k) (k) Argos . Pelops once did Reign , (l) (l) An High Promontory . Pachynus Cliffs appear : There opposite To Libya , and the raging (*) (*) Strong West-winds . Cauri's Spite , The noble Lilybaeum hath in view The bending (m) (m) The Arms of the Celestial Scorpion . Chelae . A third Frontier to The Shore extended , and to Italy Oppos'd , upon the other Side , the high (n) (n) Another Promontory of Sicily . Pelorus riseth , with an Hill of Sand. Here long in Peace did Hieron command His People , with a milde , and easy Sway , And ne're the Hearts of those , that did Obey , With cruel Fears perplex'd ! ▪ nor could He be Induc'd to violate that Faith , which he Had at the Altars sworn . For many Years His Social League , with the Ausonian Peers , Entire he kept . But , when the Fates dissolv'd His aged Life , the Fatal Crown devolv'd To 's eldest Nephew , and unto that Court ( Of late so Good ) unruly Minds resort . (o) (o) This young King , given over to Luxury , which soon after drew him into Tyranny , fell into such a Dislike with his People , that they rebelled against him , at a time when they were divided among themselves : some resolving on Defection from the Romans ; others to adhere to them . But his Death gave the Romans the Advantage , of which Marcellus made Use , to the subduing of all Sicily , in taking Syracuse . Not sixteen Years of Age the King had known , When he Eclips'd the Glory of his Throne ; Unable to sustain his Kingdom 's Weight , Too Confident of his too fickle State . In a short time all Crime 's protected by The Force of Arms ; there all Impiety Familiarly was known : the very Name Of Justice banish'd , and a modest Shame Was in the King held Vile . His Mother 's high Descent from Pyrrhus , the great Family Of antient Aeäcus , and Thetis Son , ( In Verse Eternal ) spurr'd this Fury on To that so great a Precipice . And strait His Breast's invaded by a sudden Heat , To favour the Designs of Libya , And , this his Sin admitting no Delay , He makes new Leagues ; by which it was agreed , That the Sidonian Army should recede From Sicily , if they the Conquest gain'd But yet his Punishment for this remain'd Still fix'd , and dire Eirnnys him a Tomb Ev'n in that Land deny'd , where he no room Would yield to his Ally . For some , whom Ire , And dayly Fears , invited to Conspire , ( Resolv'd his Youth no longer to abide , Inflam'd with cruel Lusts , and bloody Pride , And adding to his Tyranny abhorr'd , And vilest Acts ) him slew . And then the Sword No measure knew . To this the Slaughter they Of Women add , and seizing , as a Prey , His guiltless (p) (p) Such was the Rage , and Fury of the People , that , after they had slain the King , they sought out all of the Royal Family ; and murthered them likewise , viz. his two Sisters : and a Daughter of Hiero ( his Grand-father ) with her Daughters . Liv. 24. Sisters , kill them . Thus rag , d new ▪ Recover'd Liberty in Arms , and threw The Yoak away . Some Punick Camps require ; Some the Italian , and known Friends desire : Nor was there wanting some , that , full of Rage , Refus'd in League with either to engage . Such were Trinacria's Broils , such was the State Of Sicily , by the young Tyran's Fate ; When high in Honour ( for , as ▪ twice before , Then , a third Time , He Latian Fasces bore ) (q) (q) At the very time that Marcellus came into the Harbour of Zancl● ( which was capable of six hundred Ships , such of the Syracusans , as desired Peace with the Romanes , sent their Embassadours to Appius ( the Praetor ) but before he had dispatched to the Consul Marcellus , Tidings came , that the Carthaginians Fleet arrived near Pachynum , which encouraged their Party within the City to break off the Treaty . Marcellus with his Fleet arriv'd upon Zanclaean Coasts : and , when all things were known , The Murther of the King ; th' ambiguous Minde O' th' People ; and what Places Arms had join'd With Carthage ; what their Strength ; who firmly stood In Amity with Rome ; what vain , and proud Conceits then (r) (r) Syracusa , so called from the River . Arethusa entertain'd , Who at the Gates his Entrance did withstand ; Close to the War he falls , and , with an high Incensed Breast , le ts the whole Fury fly Of 's Arms , through all the Neighb'ring places . So Himself , from Rhodope , doth Boreas throw , And with Tenth Waves against the Earth doth raise The Main , and , following th' ejected Seas , Raves with his roaring Wings . By the first War Leontine Territories wasted are ; A Land , where once the cruel Laestrigon Did reign . The General went , Furious , on ; To whom it seem'd all one , if slowly He Subdu'd the Graecian Forces , as to be O'recome . Through all the Plain they , Frighted , fly So , as you 'd think they were a Company Of Women , that his Men at first withstood , And Ceres Fields made Fertile with their Blood . In ev'ry Place they 're slain : nor , as they run , Would furious Mars permit them Death to shun . Such , as hop'd Flight some Safety might afford , The General prevented with his Sword : And , urging on his Troops , that seem'd too slow , With his Shield's Point , exclaims : Go , quickly Mow With your keen Swords that coward People down ; That in their Wrastling Exercise , alone , Are Skill'd ; whose lazy Youth with Joy affect The slender Praise , to be with Olive deckt ; When they those easy Conflicts , in a Shade , Have undergon , and a poor Conquest made . This must your onely Honour be , if You The Enemy , as soon as Seen , subdue . This from the Gen'ral heard , the Army , strait , More furiously fall on , and press on Fate : Now the sole Contest 'mong themselves remain'd , Who should the Foremost be ; what valiant Hand The rest Excel in noblest Spoils . Not more Enrag'd , the Billows of Euripus roar , Broken 'gainst Caphareus : Propontis so The bellowing Sea , with Violence , doth throw From its strait Mouth : nor near the farthest Sun , With greater Tumult , doth the Ocean run , And strike th' Herculean Pillars . Yet in Heat Of Blood , and Fury of a Fight so great , Was the milde Grace of Noble Valour fam'd . A Tyrrhene Souldier , Asylus Nam'd , At Thrasimenus Lake once Captive made , The milde Commands , and easy Bondage , had Of Berra undergone , and Home agen , With his kinde Master's leave , return'd : and then , Resuming Arms , his former Misery Reveng'd in the Sicilian War : while He Was mingled , in the midst of all the Fight , And did by Chance on 's Master Berra light , ( Who , to the League from Carthage sent , did there , Entring the Social War , an Helmet wear Of Brass , that , shutting close , secur'd his Face ) The Youth He with his Sword invades , and as , Fainting with feeble Steps , he left his Stand , And Backward went , o'rethrew him on the Sand. Hearing the Conqu'rour's Voice , poor Berra , strait His fearful , lingring Soul from instant Fate Recov'ring , from his Chin the Fastning tares Of his then treach'rous Helmet ; and to Pray'rs Had farther Language added : but , amaz'd At that so sudden Sight , Asylus gaz'd On his known Face , and , as his Sword he stai'd With 's Hand , with Groans , and Tears obortive said ; Oh! beg not Life , I pray , or Doubtful so Entreat : 't is just , that I defend my Fo. He the best Souldier is , who first , and last In War , defends his Faith . Me , first , Thou hast Rescu'd from Death , and , not preserved by Thy Fo , didst him preserve . I 'de not Deny My Self ( who have endur'd so much of Ill ) To be Unworthy , and deserving still To fall into things Worse , should this my Hand Not make thy Way where Fire , and Sword withstand . And kindly raising him , as this he said , With Life the Benefits of Life repay'd . His first Attempts in Sicily thus blest With Quiet ; Troops Marcellus forward prest , And his Victorious Eagles turning to The Ephyreian Walls , he strait way drew About the Syracusian Towr's a Line : Yet did his love of Fighting now decline . With grave Advice he strives to take away Their blind Resolves , and Fury to allay . But ( lest perhaps they might refuse , or fear To credit Offers , that so Gentle were ) The Siege with strictest Guards still forward went , And He , with cautious Arms , then more intent , Watch'd , fearless , in the Front , with secret Care Designing Dangers , not expected there . So in the Po , or in Cayster's Streams , Swims the White Swan , and , while her Body seems Unmov'd , with the prone River forward goes , And with her Feet through silent Surges rows . But , while the Town , Besieg'd , still doubtful stands , What to resolve ; their Arms , and Social Bands , Th' excited People , and the Cities sent T' enforce the Camp . Thither Messana went , That lies upon the Sea , from Latian Ground Too far disjoyn'd , by Oscan Tribes renown'd : Then Catinè , too near Typhaeus Flame , And for two pious (s) (s) Catine , lying just at the foot of Aetna , was thence fired . When two Brothers ( Amphinomus , and Anapius ) took their aged Father , and Mother , and carryed them , through the Flames , into Safety . Their Statues were after honour'd with an Epigram ; ( more lasting , then the Brass , or Marble ) by the Excellent Claudian , too long to insert here . Brothers known to Fame ; And Camerina , not by (t) (t) Forbidden to be stirred by the Sibylline Oracles . Fates to be Once mov'd : then Hybla , that presumes with Thee ( Hymettus ) Hives of Nectar to compare . Selinis , that so many Palms doth bear ; And Myle , once a Port secure , but now The Shore alone a Refuge doth allow , And dangerous to such as scape the Sea . Then lofty Eryx and Centuripe , From her high Mountain , with Entella , came , Entella plentiful in Wine , a Name To Troy's Acestes dear . Then Tapsos , and Acra , that high on Icy Hills doth stand . With these an Agathyrnian Band was there , And Tyndaris , that glories in her Pair Of Laeda's (a) (a) Castor , and Pollux . Sons , and Agragas , that breeds , And brings her num'rous Troops of Warlike Steeds , That all the Air inflame with Neighing loud , And roll unto the Walls a dusty Cloud . Their Leader Grosphus was , whose carved Shield The Monument of antient Torture held ; A fierce Bull 's Image ; which , while Bodies , burn'd By Flames put underneath , to bellowings turn'd Sad Groans , and you 'd believe some Oxen goar'd , And driven from their Stalls , then truly roar'd . But , this reveng'd , (u) (u) Perillus , who invented for Phalaris ( the Tyran of the Agrigentines ) a Bull of Brass , into which when the Condemned were put , and Fire placed underneath , their Cries imitated the bellowing of a Bull. Of this Torture Perillus , the Inventour , made the first Experiment , condemned to it by the Tyran . th' Inventer of so Dir● An Art ; did , bellowing , in his Bull expire . Thither came Hesa , thither Gela came , Gela , that from the River takes her Name : And the (x) (x) Near Palica ( now called Palicenia ) was a Temple ( dedicated to the Gods Palici ) in which were certain Springs , called Cups , not very large , but extraordinary Deep ; the Water of a fiery Colour , perpetually boiling up , but never encreasing , or diminishing . The Religion of the Place was , that , when any eminent Controversie happened , that could not be decided , but by the Oaths of the Parties , they were brought by the Priests to the Cups , into which they cast Tablets , on which they writ what they asserted by Oath . The Tablets of such , as swore Truth , swum : the other sunk : and , before the perjured got out of the Temple , they were miraculously punished by Blindness , Lameness , or some other Judgment of Heaven upon them . See Diodorus Siculus , . lib. 11. Palîci , where the Perjur'd are Tortur'd by present Punishment : and there Trojan Acesta was , and (ᵐ) Acys , who Through Aetna's Vales into the Sea doth flow , His dear Nymph washing with a pleasant Stream , Once in thy Flame a Rival , Polypheme : But , while He fled thy Barb'rous Rage , into Small Streams dissolv'd , at once , he scap'd his Fo , And his victorious Waters mix'd among His Galathêa's Waves . With These , along Came Those , that murm'ring Alabis ; and those , That Hyspa drink , and the perspicuous Flows Of clear Achates : Vagedrusa too , And Hypates , whose Chanel runs so low : Pantagya likewise , easy to be past , Through his small Current ; and , which runs so fast , The Yellow-Stream'd Simêthus . Thermae then , Of old enrich'd with Muses , Arm'd her Men , Where (y) (y) Hymera , rising out of the Mountain Nebrodes ( now called Maduvia ) runs North , and South , the Branches differing in their Nature . That , which runs North-ward , and falls into the Libyck Sea , is Salt : and the other , which falls into the Tyrrhen , is Fresh Water . Hymera descends into the Seas : For it divides itself two sev'ral Ways , And runs to East , and West , with equal Force . Two-Crown'd Nebrodes keepeth this Divorce ; Then which , no Hill with a Sicanian Shade Doth rise more Rich: this lofty Enna made A sacred Fortress to the Groves of Gods . Here a dark Path to Stygian Abodes A Cave , that opens wide the gaping Ground , Detects , through which a strange new Lover found A Way to unknown Coasts . Pluto this way , Inflam'd with Lust , durst venture up to Day , And , leaving doleful Acheron , above , On the forbidden Earth , his Chariot drove . Then , having Ravish'd the (z) (z) Proserpina . Of which see the excellent Claudian . Ennaean Maid ; In Haste , retiring , his black Steeds , affrai'd To view the Face of Heav'n , and flying Day , Drove back to Styx , and hid in Shades his Prey . Petreia Romane Leaders then desir'd : And Romane Leagues Callipolis requir'd ; And Eugion , arch'd with Stone : and there they see Hadranum , and Hergentum , Melitè , Proud of her stately Webs , and wealthy Store Of Wool : Melactè , with a Fishy Shore : And Cephalaedias , near the stormy Main ; Whose boist'rous Coast , in the Coerulean Plain , Feeds the vast Whales : the Tauromenians too , Where Ships by dire Charybdis , in their view , In quick-devouring Gulphs are swallow'd down , And from the Bottom strait again are thrown Up to the Stars . These Latine Arms approv'd , And under the Laurentine Ensigns mov'd . The rest of the Sicilian People there , With (a) (a) Libyan . Elysaean Vows , in Arms appear . A thousand were the Agathyrnian Bands ; As many Strongylos , that South-ward stands : A thousand sent Fascellina , the Seat Of the Thoantean (b) (b) Diana . Goddess : Thrice as great A Number gave Panormos ; some , that kill'd Wilde Beasts in Chase ; and some in Fishing skill'd ; And some , that could the Birds from Heav'n allure . Herbesos then , nor Naulochum secure Of Danger sate : nor , with her Shady Plains , Morgentia from this treach'rous War abstains . Joyn'd with Nemaean Forces , thither came Amastra ; thither Thisse small in Name ; Netum with these , and Micitè combin'd ; With these Achetum , and Sidonia joyn'd ; And Depane ; and , vex'd with roaring Waves , Helorus ; and (c) (c) This Defection of the Slaves in Sicily came to that height , that ( with an Army of more then twenty Thousand ) having wasted many Towns , and Cities in that Country , and among others Triochala ( or Tricala ) eminent for its Strength : they made one Salvius ( to whom they gave the Name of Trypho ) their King , and under his Conduct defeated Lucius Lucullus . Trypho dying , one Athenio succeeded , and prevailed against Lucullus his Successour , C. Servilius , and continued thus in Arms four years , till C. Acilius , who was Consul with C. Marius , subdued , and totally suppressed them . See Diod. Sic. 36. Triochala , by Slaves Soon after Wasted ; Arabeia fierce ; Iëtas high ; and Tabas , to converse With Arms most ready ; and Cossyra small , And Mutè , which not Megara at all● Exceeds in Bigness , came , with joynt consent , To Libya's Aid ; with Caulon eminent For her calm Sea ; when She the (d) (d) The Bird called the King-Fisher . Halcyon hears Singing , and the scarce-moving Water bears The swimming Nests on Surges strangely still'd . But the fam'd City ( Syracusa ) fill'd Her spacious Walls with various Arms , and Men , Collected from all parts . The People , then Facile , and ready Tumults to desire , Their Leaders with this boasting Language Fire ; That their four Tow'rs , and Walls , no Fo , as yet , Had entred ; That their Fathers saw how great A Cloud , so inaccessible a Town , Through situation of her Port , had thrown Upon the (e) (e) The Athenians , after the vain Expedition of Xerxes , became so powerfull , that they freed all Greece from the Persian Yoak , and , after , invaded Sicily : where , after several Conflicts in a Naval Fight before Syracusa , under the Conduct of Nicias , they were overthrown , and their whole Force repulsed , and beaten out of Sicily . See Diodor. lib. 13. Salaminian , Victories , And Eastern Trophies ; when , before their Eyes , Three hundred Ships , and Athens , in whose Ayd The Ruins of the Persian King were made To serve , in one great Wrack , while they sustain No Loss at all , were swallow'd in the Main . Two (f) (f) Hippocrates , and Epicydes , whose Grand-father was banished from Syracuse , and fled to Carthage , where they were born , their Mother being a Carthaginian . See Livy , lib. 24. Brothers ( born in Carthage , and ally'd To Carthaginians , by the Mother's side , Whose Father , a Sicilian , banished From Syracuse , had them in Libya bred ; In whom Sicanian Levity conspir'd , With Tyrian Fraud , the giddy People fir'd . Which when Marcellus saw , and that no Cure The Wounds of their Sedition would endure , ( The War still growing , from the Fo , more high ) He streight attests the Gods of Sicily , Thy Fountains , Arethusa , and the Lakes , And Rivers ; That unwillingly he takes The War in hand , and that those Arms ( which He Ne're of himself assum'd ) the Enemy Forc'd him to bear . With that , the Wall he storms , And Thunders on the City with his Arms. An equal Fury them together all Draws on : on either side they Fight , and Fall . (g) (g) Of this , and other Engines , made by Archimedes , in opposition to Marcellus , see Plutarch in the Life of Marcellus . With many Cov'rings seeming to invade The Stars in height , and by a (*) (*) Archimedes . Graecian made Ten Stories high , which Shades of many a Grove Consum'd , a Tow'r there was , from whence they strove To roll down mighty Stones , and Engines , which With Fire were Arm'd , and pow'r down scalding Pitch . Here Cimber , at a distance having thrown A burning Lamp , the Fatal Weapon on The side had fix'd : The Fire , assisted by The Force of Wind , quite through the Tow'r doth fly , And through the lofty Machine's sev'ral Floors , Encreasing , climbes , and trembling Beams devours With rapid Flames , which ( Smoak , like Billows , thick To Heav'n ascending ) soon Victorious , lick The shining Top. All places , fill'd with Smoak , And Clouds of Darkness as , with a fierce Stroak Of Thunder dash'd , none scaping it , they all , In one vast ruin , into Ashes fall . Like Fortune on the other Side , by Sea , The Ships attended . For , when nearer they Unto the City , and the Houses , drew , Where the Port brings the calmed Waters to The Walls , a Mischief Unexpected there Fills ( by a new Device ) their Hearts with Fear . A Beam ( exactly Smooth , and ev'ry where Like a Ship 's Mast , the Knots shav'd off ) did bear Strong Grapples , firmly fix'd , and seising all That Fought , from the high Rampart of the Wall , Caught them aloft with Hooks of Ir'n , and to The midst of all the City , backward , threw . Nor did this Force thus toss the Men alone , But , when the Steel , impuls'd , was downward thrown Upon a Ship , and the impetuous Stroak Fix'd the tenacious Teeth within the Oak , Aloft the Vessel 's tost , and suddenly The Chains , with Art , let loose ( most Sad to see ) With such a Force into the Sea agen Is thrown , that it there sinks with all the Men. Beside these Stratagems , the Wall , by Art Made hollow , narrow Loop-holes did impart ; Through which , upon the Fo they might , secure , Discharge their Weapons , from the Counter-Mure : And this so cunningly Contriv'd , the Fo , Through the same Way , no Shafts again could throw . Thus (h) (h) Archimedes . Graecian Policy , and Art excell'd Their Arms , and both by Sea , and Land , repell'd Marcellus , with his mighty Threatnings , and Before the Walls a dreadful War doth stand . The Man ( th' Isthmiack Swains Immortal Fame ) In Wit , with ease , all other overcame , That then the World produc'd . Not rich ; but One , To whom the Heavens , and all the Earth was known . He , by the Sun 's obscured Rays , at Birth Of Day , could tell what Storms would fall : if Earth Were Fix'd , or did Instable hang : why , bound By certain Leagues , this Globe's encompass'd round By Thetis Waves : the Labours of the Sea , And Moon , what Laws the Ocean's Tides obey . Nor is it vain to think , that He the Sand Of the vast World could Count ; who , by the Hand Of a weak Woman , could , with so much Skill , (i) (i) Archimedes , to shew an Experiment of his Art to King Hieron , caused a very great Ship to be sunk with its ordinary Burden : and , sitting on the Shore with a small Engine , which himself onely moved , drew it out of the Water upon the Land . See Plutarch , ibid. Draw Ships , and heaps of Stones against an Hill . While thus , with Stratagems , He wearied all The Teucri , and the Romane General ; An hundred Sail of Tyrian Ships their Way Made towards their Relief , and plow'd the Sea . Erected now with sudden Hopes , their Fleet Lanch'd from the Port , the Syracusians meet , And joyn with them : nor , on the other Side , Was the Ausonian backward to provide His Navy ; but , with drowned Oars , apace Cuts through the Ocean , whose beaten Face With frequent Stroaks grows White , and , where they cleave The Billows , a broad Path of Foam they leave . Both , equally , insult upon the Main ; And Neptune's Empire with new Storms again Trembles , through which their Shouts , and Clamours sound , And Ecchoes , full as loud , from Rocks rebound . And now , drawn out for Fight , the Warriours stood , And compass with their Wings the spacious Flood , And with their Naval Toils the Wat'ry Plain Include . Both Navies , in like Form amain , Came on , and with their Moon-like Circles crow'd The foaming Waves . Now , no Delay 's allow'd ; The dreadful Murmurs of the cruel Brass , Sounding the Charge , through all the Ocean pass : Which rouzing (k) (k) Feigned to be Neptune's Trumpeter . Triton , frighted him ; their Yell , And Noise , contending with his crooked Shell . Scarce they the Sea rememb'red , with so prone A Fury to the Battel they go on , And , standing on the Gallie's Margents , throw Uncertain Darts , still nodding to and fro : The Sea between them is with Weapons strew'd ; While the tall Vessel rising , as they row'd With lab'ring Stroaks , the foaming Billows cleaves With the black Keel , and so their Aim deceives . But some in Fight were torn , and with the stroke Of the Assaulting Ship their Oars were broke ; Some swiftly through the Bulk of others strike With their sharpe Prows , and in the Breach alike Are stop'd , and stop . But then , amidst them all , A Gally ( terrible to Sight , and Tall Above the rest , then which none had before More large been Lanch'd from the Sidonian Shore ) Strikes with four hundred Oars , at once , the Main , And , Proud of her large Sails , that could retain Strong Boreas , and gather ev'ry Blast With her wide Yards , but very slowly past , If onely driv'n with Oars , She put to Sea . The Latine Ships , more ready to obey The Pilot's hand , and charg'd with fighting Men , Made Way with more Celerity . Which when Himilco , through the calmed Ocean , spy'd , Advancing , and commanded on his Side To give the Charge , obliquely with their Prows , All the Sea-Gods invoking to his Vows ( As was his Custom ) strait an Arrow to Th' extended Nerve he fits , and 'gainst a Fo Directs it with his Ey , and when , again His Arms releas'd , he shew'd the flying Kain Its Passage through the Air , his steddy Look Pursuing , brought it to a Wound ; and strook , Nailing it to the Helm , the Pilot's Hand ; Which , now , no more was able to command , So maim'd , the yielding Stern , where he was plac'd : And , while unto his Aid the Sea-Men haste , As if the Ship were taken , 'midst them all , With the like Fate , and Nerve , a Shaft doth fall Again , which Taurus , as he undertook The vacant Helm , quite through the Body strook . But now , at length , a Cuman Ship broke in , Which Corbulo commanded , and had been With chearful Youths at Stabiae fill'd , of late . The (l) (l) It was antiently their Custom to have their Tutelar Deities at the Poop of their Ships . Guardian Goddess ( neighb'ring Venus ) sate On the high Poop . This charging very near , The Object of all Shafts , amidst them there Sinking , the yielding Waters doth divide ; And their Mouths foaming Nereus ( as they cry'd For Aid ) fills with his Brine , and , as they strove In vain , the Sea them sucking in , above The Waves their Hands appear . But here , behold ! With an huge Leap , quite cross the Billows , bold With Rage , leap'd Corbulo upon the Decks ( For now the Gallies , which strong Bands connex Of Ir'n , a Tow'r of Oak brought up ) and there , Like a dire Comet , shaking , in the Air , On the high Top , a flaming Pine , the Fires With Brimstone fed , with which the Winde conspires , Throws 'mong the Libyan Flags . The Lemnian God Soon enters , and their Hatches , all abroad Diffus'd , strait fills : the Rowers , full of Fear , Forsake their Benches ; yet , although they were So hard Beset , the Noise of that so great , And fatal Mischief , did not Penetrate To those below , till running fiercely down , By unctuous Lamps , and Torches thither thrown , Victorious Flames whizz through the Hold. Yet where From Dardan Fire , and Smoak , as yet , they were Untouch'd , and Free , the dire Himilco held His Gallie's Fate , and them with Stones repell'd . And here poor Cidnus , while a flaming Brand I' th' Air He brandish'd , from Lichaeus Hand Into the Ocean , by a Mural Stone , From the Decks , slippery with Blood , was thrown . Then , with a filthy Stink , a Lamp the Air Pollutes , and Hisseth on the Waves : and there A missile Weapon Sabrata le ts fly , From the adored Poop : the Deity O' th' Libyan Ship was Hammon , who survay'd With his Horn'd Brow the Sea . Now , Father , Aid , And graunt ( Thou Garamantick God ) that We May 'gainst the Romanes fling sure Darts ( said He. ) Then from the trembling Throng , as this he spoke , A Cornel came , that through the Visage broke Of Neptune's Neighbour , Telon : nev'rtheless He , in the Gate of Death , doth forward press On those , who Flying , in a Crowd , retir'd Into a part o' th' Ship as yet not fir'd . But , when th' inevitable Fire had past , Like Lightning , through whate're was next , at last , The whole Ship to victorious Flames was made A Prey : but first Himilco , by the Aid Of a Sea-Rope ( where Vulcan had not yet Rais'd to extreamest height his Stygian Heat ) A little scorch'd , slips down into the Sea , And , by the Oars of Friends , is born away . Next , wretched Batho , did thy Fate deprive A Ship of a good Pilot , who couldst strive With roughest Seas , and Weather by thy skill The highest Storms ; He could prevent what chill Boreas next day , or Auster did intend : Nor , Cynosura , couldst thou , though thou bend Thy Course obscurely , his still-watchful Eye Deceive . When he perceiv'd their Misery No Measure had ; Thou , Hammon , who dost see This our unequal Fate , receive ( said He ) My Blood . With that , into his Breast he drives His Sword , and in 's Right-Hand the Blood receives , Which largely , 'twixt his Sacred Horns , he pours . Daphnis , 'mong these , unhappy Fate devours , ( An antient Name ) who chose to leave the Woods , And chang'd his Farms for the perfidious Floods . But how much more , under a Shepheard's Name , Did the first of that Race excel in Fame ? To Daphnis the (m) (m) The Muses of Sicily . Sicelides inclin'd , And a Castalian Pipe to him the kind Apollo gave ; commanding , when he lay'd Himself along upon the Grass , and play'd , To Daphnis the joy'd Flocks , through Medows , and Through Fields , should haste , and Rivers Silent stand . When on his seven-fold Reeds he play'd , the Woods He charm'd , the Syrens , in their briny Floods , Forgot to Sing , and Scylla's Dogs no more Would bark , a quiet Face Charybdis bore , And 'mong the Rocks , the Cyclops , overjoy'd , Would hear his Lays . But here , by War destroy'd , Fell the whole Progeny , and that great Name , So Amiable for his sacred Flame . On smoaking Planks fierce Ornytos away Then swum , and lingred out a Death by Sea . So Ajax , when her Thunder Pallas threw , Did rising Waves with burning Arms subdue . Marmarick Scyron , wounded by a Stem's Sharp Point quite through the Belly , part of 's L●mbs Swim under Water , part above , and so Through all the Ocean , on the Fatal Prow , Is born away . The Ships the Fight pursue Close , on both sides , and with a bloody Dew From lab'ring Oars the Faces dash of those That fought . With such fierce strokes Marcellus goes , That his stout Gally overcame the Wind , Which , as Libaeus seizing fast behinde , With eager Hands , endeavovur'd to have stop'd With a sharp Ax his Members off were lop'd , And , sticking to their Hold , were born away By the swift Vessel . In this bloody Fray Aeölides Podetus did engage , In a Sicanian Ship , although his Age Not yet arriv'd to Man . He , whether by Sinister Gods drawn thither , or his high Hot spirit , and desire of War , not yet Full ripe for Honour , painted Arms did fit To his white Shoulders , proud so , with his tall Chimaera , to disturbe the Sea . Now all Rutulian Ships , now all the Libyan , He Better in Oars , and Darts Triumphantly Outstrip'd , and Nessus had already drown'd In cruel Waves ; Nessus with Turrets crown'd : Alass ! vain Glory ! that did then so ill Perswade a Boy to Fight , which wanted skill . While for Marcellus Crest , which then he wore On 's dreadful Caske , and Spoils , he doth implore The Gods , as he , too rashly , did advance , A deadly Wound by a returned Lance He took . Oh how much prais'd , whither he threw The (n) (n) Discus was a round Quoit os Lead , Stone , or the like : which was used for Exercise , much like the Sledg among our Country People . Discus , shining near the Stars ; or drew His Bow , and to the Clouds his Arrows sent : Or run with winged Feet , and as he went Scarce touch'd the Ground : or o're the measur'd Plains By leaping past , taught by continual pains : Enough of praise ( fond Youth ) didst thou acquire , In such safe Conflicts , why didst thou aspire To greater Deeds ? When he was beaten down And sunk , through num'rous Darts against him thrown , Under the Waves , his shipwrack'd Corps , the while , Deprived of his Syracosian Pile , Cyclopean Rocks bemoan , with Cyane , Anapus , Arethusa , and the Sea . But Tiberinus , in another place , Where then the Libyan Admiral did pass , Drives on his Ship , and streight they Iö cry'd , And cast their Grapples in on either side : The Ships stand bound unto the Combat ; nor With Shafts , and Darts , at distance thrown , the War , Do they pursue ; but Fight it near at hand , And with the Sword , as in a Fight at Land . Where the first slaughter open'd , and did shew A passage , the Italian Ships broke through ; While the vast Chains , and Iron Bands his Friends Maela advis'd to break , and so intends Such , as had Boarded him , to bear away Farther , from their then equal Arms , to Sea . Yong Polypheme in an Aetnéan Cave Was bred , and thence affected still to have The Name of antient Fierceness , nurtur'd by A She-Wolf , when a Childe ; his Stature high , And terrible of Bulk ; a cruel Minde ; Rage ever in his Face ; his Heart inclin'd To Blood , as all the Cyclops : He , at length , The Chains got loose , with all his Bodie 's Strength , Had driven on the Ship , and , in the Sea Drowning his Oars , had born her quite away , Had not Laronius , with a sudden Blow Of 's Lance , as he his Body rais'd to row , Nail'd him to 's Seat . Scarce he , in Death , forsook What he begun : for , as its wonted Stroke His Hand , then languishing , did still pursue Upon the surface of the Sea , he drew The lazy Oar ; struck with the adverse Prow , On one side , to the other , from the Fo The Libyans throng'd ; when with their sudden Weight Oppress'd , Waves leaping in , on that side , strait The Vessel under Water sinks , and there Targets , and Crests , and useless Darts , that were Pointed with Steel , with Guardian Gods , upon The Ocean float . All Weapons lost : here One Fights with a broken Plank , and so agen , By Shipwrack , Arms himself for Fight ; and then Another , whom blinde Rage too rashly heats , Spoils of her Oars the Ship , teras up the Seats O' th' Seamen , and with no Distinction throws . Neither from breaking Sterns , nor yet from Prows , To deal intended Wounds , do they abstain , And snatch up Weapons swimming on the Main . The Waves at gaping Wounds break in , which strait Their fleeting Souls with Sighs regurgitate , Into the Sea . Some in a strict Embrace Are drown'd , and , where no Weapons else have Place , Kill , in their Death , their Foes . The Rage of those , That from the Bottom rise , more Cruel grows , And they resolve , for Swords , the briny Flood To use , while Whirl-pits , coverd o're with Blood , The turning Corps devour . Loud Clamours here Are heard : sad Deaths , and Flight , and Groanings there , With cracks of breaking Oars , and Stems , that beat The Air with dreadful Ecchoes , as they meet . Thus chaf'd , and overspread with War , the Sea Grew hot ; when , in a little Bark , away Himilco stealing , weary of the Fight , Towards the Coast of Libya , takes his Flight . At length , both Greeks , and Libyans quit the Sea , And now the captiv'd Ships are born away , In a long Train , together link'd , to Land , While some amidst the Deep still burning stand . The Lemnian God shines o're the glitt'ring Seas , Which brandish up , and down his trembling Rays . There known at Sea burns (o) (o) Names of Ships . Cyané , and here The winged Siren burns , Europa there , Who , in a white Bull 's Shape , by Iove was born , And cross'd the Ocean , holding by his Horn. And Nerëis , who , with Hair dishevel'd , rides A crooked Fish , and through the Ocean guides The wat'ry Reins : there Phyton wand'ring o're The Waves , and Hammon burns ; with That , which bore Eliza's Image , and , on either Side , With twice three Oars , did o're the Billows ride . But chain'd Anapus to his Native Shore Is drag'd , with nimble Pegasus , that bore His Gorgon Wings up to the Stars ; and that Tall Ship , where Carved Lybia's Image sate , And Triton Captivate , and Aetna high With Rocks ( where buried , deep in Flames , doth ly Panting Enceladus ) is drag'd away , With their Cadmaean Sidon . Nor had they To break into their trembling Walls delay'd , Nor from the Temples of the Gods had stay'd Their Conqu'ring Engins then , if suddenly Rais'd by the Envy of the Gods , and by Their Toils at Sea , a dire Contagion , and Devouring Sickness , had not set a stand To all their Joys . For Sol with flaming Hair , And influence of Fiery Stars , the Air And Cyane , that open lyes , and swells With Fenny Waters , round , with noisom smells Of dire Cocytus fills , and so pollutes Autumn , the Flourishing with store of Fruits , And it inflames with Lightning : the thick Air With Clouds of Darkness smoaks . Earth , ev'ry where , Parch'd , with a vitiated Face appears , Affords no Food , nor any Shadows bears For fainting Man , and in the Pitchy Air , Black Vapours move . Dogs are the first , that bear The fury of this Plague ; next , as they Flie , Birds fall with flagging Pinions from the Skie ; Then Beasts within the Forests dy ; at last It creeps into the Camp , and there doth wast Th' infected Troops : their tongues dry'd up , cold sweat Creeps through their Entrails , or'e their Limbs : the Meat Appointed for their sustenance , their dry , And parched Jaws refuse to swallow : by Sharp Coughs their Lungs are torn , and , Thirsty , from Their panting Throats , a fiery Breath doth come . Their Eys , scare able to endure the Light , Sink from their crooked Noses , while they spit Corruption mix'd with Blood ; a shrivel'd Skin Covers their Bones , the Flesh consum'd within . Oh Greif ! in their known Arms renowned , by A lazy Death , the valiant Souldiers Dy : Their stately Trophies , gain'd in many a War , Are thrown into the Fire , no Med'cines are Of Pow'r , but all too weak for the Disease . Heap'd up , the Ashes of the Dead Encrease To a vast Hill , though Bodies ev'ry where Forsaken , and Unburied ly , through Fear To touch infected Limbs . Thus sadly fed , The Acherusian Plague doth farther spread , And shakes with no less Grief Trinacrian Walls , And on the Libyan Camp as fiercely falls . Now , equal in their Ruin , ev'ry Place The common Wrath of Heav'n , and the same Face Of Death frequents : and yet no Force of all These Ills could vanquish ( while their General Was safe ) the Romanes : He , alone , secure , Doth balance all the Woes , which they endure . Soon , therefore , as the burning (p) (p) The Dog-Star . Dog allay'd His deadly Heat , and the Contagion stay'd The greedy Hand of Death , ( as when the Seas , The South-Winds ceasing , their rude Waves appease . ) The Fisher drives his Bark into the Main . So his Youth , wasted by the Plague , again At length Marcellus Arms , and ev'ry Band , Purg'd with due Sacrifice , now Chearful stand About their Ensigns , and o'rejoy'd appear , That they then liv'd the Trumpet 's Sound to hear . Against the Fo they March , well-pleas'd , that they ( If Fates determine so ) in Battel may Dy by the Sword ; it grieves them for their Friends , Who , like to Beast , by such Inglorious Ends , Their un-commended Souls expired in Their Fatal Beds . Then to their Tombs agen , And worthless Fun'ral Piles , they turn their Eys , And rather wish , then see by Maladies To be o'recome , to have no Graves at all . The first , whose lofty Ensigns to the Wall Advanc'd , the Gen'ral was . Their Faces in Their Helmets hide that Leanness , which had bin Contracted by their lying still : and so That Paleness , which might animate the Fo , Is from their Sight conceal'd . Then on they fall , And in thick Bodies scale the batter'd Wall . So many Houses , and strong Tow'rs by War , Before unenter'd , by the Soldier , (q) (q) See Plutarch . At one Assault , are now surpriz'd . The Sun , Wheree're his Chariot through the World doth run , Could not behold a Town , that might compare (r) (r) No City in the world was held to be more Wealthy , having , till that time , never suffered under the Fury of a Forein Enemy , but enriched by many Victories . With Syracusa then : so many were The Temples of the Gods , within the Wall So numerous their Havens , and withall Their Market-places , and their Theatres , On lofty Columns rais'd , and mighty Bars Contending with the Sea . Then add to these Innumerable stately Palaces , That , in long Rows , most spatious , appear Like Countries ; with the Groves , which Sacred were To Sports the Youth , which Limits large enclose With ample Galleries : then captiv'd Prows , And Stems of Ships adorn the Temples , mix'd With num'rous Arms , that to the Gods were fix'd ; Which or the Marathonian Fo had lost , Or else were brought from Conquer'd Libya's Coast. And there Agathocléan Trophies shin'd ; There Hieron's great Riches : there they finde Antiquity by Artists Sacred made . Not any Place , in any Age , ( 't is said ) More glorious was in Pictures : there they take All Works of Brass , that (s) (s) Corinth . Ephyrè could make ; Garments with Yellow Gold contending , where The Images in Texture breath : and , there , What Babylon could boast engrav'd , or Tyre , Proud in embroider'd Purple , could admire ; What in Attalick Arras Needles wrought , And varied with Art , or could be bought From Pharian Looms , with Silver Goblets , rich With Gems , and Images of Gods , the which The Deity , first giv'n by Art , retain : Beside the Spoils o' th' Erythraean Main Was made their Prey , with Fleeces , which from Trees The Serian Women card . This Wealth , and these Rich Houses , when the Romane General Had taken ; standing High , upon the Wall , The City ( Trembling with their Shouts ) he views , And , when he found it left to his Refuse , Whether the Fabricks , there , of Kings should be Left standing , or the following Day should see No Walls at all , he sadly Groans : and then , (t) (t) Marcellus wept , both in detestation of the Fury of the Souldiers , and in Commiseration of the Death of Archimedes ; who , notwithstanding the great Tumults , at the Entrance of the Romanes into the City , was so intent in drawing some Mathematical Lines on the Sands ; that , not minding a Souldier , who asked him , Who he was , ( for Marcellus commanded Archimedes should be saved ) he was slain by him . Griev'd , that so much was left to cruel Men , He speedily recalls the Souldiers Ire ; Commanding , that the Houses stand entire , And that the Antient Gods their Temples there Inhabit still . The Conquer'd thus to spar● Was better worth then Spoil , and Vict'ry stood Content , and clap'd her Wings unstain'd with Blood . Tears , for Thee , likewise , from the General ( Thou fam'd (u) (u) Archimedes . Defender of thy Country ) fall , Whom , drawing Lines , and Figures in the Sand , ( While in so great a Ruin thou dost stand Untouched , and Idaeas dost pursue ) By Chance an Ign'rant Common Souldier slew . But now again their minds the People give To Mirth , in which the Conquer'd seem to strive Ev'n with the Conquerours . (x) (x) Marcellus . He , emulous O' th' nature of the Gods , preserving , thus , The City , built it : which still stands to be A glorious Trophy to Posterity , And shall continue , that the Manners , so Of antient Generals the World may know : Happy the People , if , as Antiently In War , our Towns could now preserved be From Spoils in Peace ! for if his Care , by whom (y) (y) The Poet here flatters Domitia● . We now , enjoy our Peace had not o'recome That boundless Rage of Plundring all : the Hand Of Rapine had quite bar'd both Sea , and Land . The End of the Fourteenth Book .
Cum Subito assistunt dext●i Laeuâq Hinc Virtus , Illinc Virtuti Inimica Voluptas● Occupat inde prior Promissis Fisa Voluptas . Tum Virtus , quas nam Iuvenem Florentibus , inquit Pellicis in Fraudes Annis ?

Honoratissimo Viro Edoardo Nicholas Equiti Aurato Serenissimis Carolo jmo & 2do. Magnae Brittaniae &c : Regibus Secretario . & è Sanctioribus Cousilijs . Tabula Summa cum Obseruantia D.D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Fifteenth Book . THE ARGUMENT . Scipio ( his Father , and his Uncle , slain ) Made Consul , undertakes the War of Spain ; Though but (*) (*) Twenty five years . five Lustra old . The vain Delights . Of Youth , to which fond Pleasure him invites , He flyes , and Virtue follows . Then by Sea To Spain he hasts : and , in one happy Day , An Omen to his future Conquests makes New Carthage , which he , sudden , storms , and takes . His Chastity : that to her Princely Spouse A Captiv'd Beauteous Maid , untouch'd , allows . The Macedonian King incu●sions makes Upon the Graecian Coasts . Old Fabius takes Tarentum . The Numidian T●oops surprize Marcellus by an Ambush , where he dies . His Obsequies by Hannibal perform'd . The Libyan Camp , in Spain , by Scipio storm'd . Young Hasdrubal over Pyrene flies : Perswades the Gauls with him , in Arms , to rise , And Italy invades , where he again Is by the Romans overthrown , and slain By Nero , who his Head upon a Spear , In Triumph , to the Romane Camp doth bear . BUT a new Care Rome's Senate now perplext ( The Nations trembling at their Loss ) who next Should Rule , and undertake the War of Spain . By a proud Fo both (a) (a) After the two Scipioes were overthrown in Spain , ( though Martius had recovered very much ) yet was the Terrour of the Libyan Arms ( joyned with the Infidelity of the Natives ) so great , that all Men at R●●● waved the undertaking of that War . Scipioes were slain ( Two Warlike , Valiant Brothers ) hence a Fear , Lest the Tartessiack People should adhere To Tyrian Laws , and dread the War , at Hand . The State thus shaken , sad the Senate stand : Looking about for Remedies , and pray Th' Immortal Gods to give them One , that may , With Courage , in the shatter'd Camp succeed , As General . The Noble Youth , indeed , Eager his Father's , and his Uncle's Shade To vindicate , sad Troops of Friends disswade , And , adding by their Sorrows to their Fears , Sadly recount the Number of his Years : Should he into that Fatal Country go , Amidst the Ashes of his Friends ; that Fo He there must Fight , who had the Counsels foil'd , And Arms of two great Generals , and boil'd With Pride of his Success . Nor was it for His tender Arms to Manage such a War ; Or that Command , at such Unskilful Years , To undertake . The Youth these Cares , and Fears , ( Alone , retiring to the farthest Part Of all his House ) revolved in his Heart , Under a Laurel Shade . When suddenly , Here Virtue , Pleasure there , ( her Enemy ) Descending through the Air , on either hand , Exceeding Humane Stature , by him stand . The One breath'd Persian Odours from her Head ; Her Amber-Hair upon her Shoulders spread ; Shining with Yellow Gold , a Tyrian Vest She wore ; the Beauty of her Front exprest The Bodkin's Art ; and from her Wanton Ey The frequent Flames , with dubious Motion , fly : A diff'rent Habit did the Other wear ; Her Forehead rough , and never chang'd by Hair Compos'd ; a steddy Look ; her Gesture nigh To Man's , and such her Face ; with Modesty Chearful ; upon her lofty Shoulders shin'd A Snow-white Robe . Then Pleasure first ( inclin'd To promise Much ) thus seizeth him . What Rage , What Fury's this ( brave Youth ) thy Flow'r of Age Thus to Consume in Fighting ? Art thou so Unmindful of dire Cannae , and the Po ? Or Thrasimen , then Styx more grievous far ? To what end do you Thus the Fates , by War , Provoke ? Th' Atlantick Kingdoms you prepare To try , and Tyrian Houses . But forbear ( Let me advise ) to strive with Dangers so , Or thy Self rashly , as before , to throw Into those Storms of Arms ; unless you shun Those Rites , sad Virtue , here , will bid you run Into the midst of Armies and through Fire . 'T is She , that ( Prodigal ) thy noble Sire , Thy Uncle ( Paulus ) and the Decii , down Into the Lakes of Erebus hath thrown ; While Titles to their Ashes She proclaims , And gilds their Tombs with Memorable Names . Yet are their Souls Insensible what She Performs . But , Youth , if Thou wilt go with Me , In a smooth Path thy Days ( allow'd by Fate ) Shall pass . No Trumpet 's Sound shall violate Thy troubled Sleeps : nor Northern Frosts , nor Heat Of burning Cancer shalt thou Feel . Nor eat On Tables , oft compos'd of bloody Grass . Dire Thirst , Dust , swallow'd under Casks , shall pass By Thee , and Labours , undergone with Fear . But bright thy Days , and all thy Minutes clear Shall run . Thou may'st grow Old with dainty Fare . What mighty things by God provided are , For Man 's more chearful Use ? what Joys hath He , With a f●ll Hand , bestow'd ? and Him to be Th' Example of a Quiet Life we finde , Living at Ease , with an untroubled Minde . I 'me She , that Venus , near to (b) (b) A River near Troy . Simois Stream , Joyn'd to Anchîses , whence the Authour came Of your Great Race . Ev'n I am She , for whom Iove sometimes hath been willing to become A Bird , sometimes a Bull ; and this Advice Observe . Life swift from Mortals runs ; nor twice Can any Man be born : away Time flys ; And Hell 's swift Torrent , swallowing all , denies , That You , if any thing hath pleas'd you here , It to the Shades below , from hence , shall bear . And who is He , that grieves not , at the last ( Too late alass ! ) that all my Hours are past ? When She was silent , and an End had made Of Speaking . In what Darkness ( Virtue said ) What Cheats of Life , this Youth , in 's prime of Age , Dost thou endeavour ( flatt'ring ) to Engage ? Unto whom Reason , by the will of Heav'n , And a great Mind's celestial Seeds are giv'n . As much as Gods above do Men exceed , So They all other Creatures . For , indeed , Such Nature to the Earth , as lesser Gods , Hath giv'n : and hath Condemn'd to Hell's Abodes , By fix'd Decree , degen'rate Souls . But All , That keep their Heav'nly Seed's Original Entire , shall enter Heav'n . What should I tell Of great Alcides , who did all debel ? Or Bacchus ; whose Triumphal Chariot , through The Cities , fierce Caucasean Tigers drew ; After the Seres , and the Indians He Had Conquer'd , and brought Home , with Victory , His Ensigns from the East ? What should I say Of those fam'd (c) (c) Castor , and Pollux . Twins , to whom the Sea-men pray In Danger ? or of your Quirînus ? See How God to Heav'n hath rais'd Man's Face , which he Erect hath made ! While Birds , and Beasts , with all Of baser Kinde , upon their Bellies fall . Thrice Happy and ( if they the Gifts Embrace O' th' Gods ) to Honour born is Humane Race . Do but consider this ; ( I 'le not repeat Too many things ) by Valour , now , how Great Is Rome become ? once , much Inferiour to (d) (d) The Fidenae were a Colony of the Veientes , seated on the other side Tiber , near the old Territories of the City of Rome , In the time of Tolumnius , King of the Veientes , they ( having been before subdued by the Romanes ) revolted to the Veientes , and slew four Roman Embassadours . Then joyned with the Falisci , and Veientes , threatened the Ruin of the Romanes : who , notwithstanding , under the Conduct of Mamercus Aemilius , defeated them , and Tolumnius was slain by Cornelius Cossus ; who , by that Victory , gained the next Opimous Spoils after Romulus . Threatning Fidenae , and Content to grow In a poor Sanctuary . Then behold , What wealthy Cities Luxury , of Old , Hath overthrown ! For not so much the Ire Of all the Gods , nor Swords , nor Foes conspire , To Ruin ; as when Pleasure seizeth on The Minde alone . Thy sure Companion Is Drunkenness , with Riot : and on Thee Still , with black Wings , waits Infamy . With Me Is Honour , Praise , and , with a chearful Ey , Glory , with fair Renown , and Victory , Unstain'd , as are her Snow-white Wings . His Head With Lawrel compass'd , Me doth Triumph lead Up to the very Stars . My House is Chast , And on a lofty Hill my Dwelling's plac't . The Way , that up the stony Cliff doth go , At first is rough ( I 'm not Accustom'd to Deceive ) and they must Labour , that intend To enter there . Nor doth that Wealth ascend With them , which faithless Chance hath giv'n , and can Force back again . Strait the whole Race of Man , ( Standing above ) beneath Thee , thou shalt see , And all things contrary to that , which She Doth , flatt'ring , promise , must be undergone . You sleepless Nights , under the Stars , ( upon The hard Ground lying ) must Endure . You must Hunger , and Cold subdue : so strictly Just , That , whatsoever things you take in Hand , Think that the Gods as Witnesses shall stand Of all your Deeds . Then , when your Country's , or The Dangers of the State require , for War Be you first ready , Hostile Ramparts scale The first : let neither Gold , nor Swords prevail Upon your Minde . Robes stain'd with Tyrian Dye , And sweet Perfumes ( in Men unhansome ) fly ; I 'le bring to pass , that He , who now the Land Infests with cruel War , shall by thy Hand Be vanquish'd , and , the Libyans quite Destroy'd , Thy Lawrel in (e) (e) By an Antient Custom , after the happy finishing of a dangerous War , and Confirmation of Peace , the Lawrel of the General was deposited in the Capitol , in the Lap of Iupiter Capitolinus . Iove's Bosom shall be lay'd . This sung by Virtue , from her Sacred Breast : The Youth , whose Looks approv'd what She exprest , With these Examples joy'd , She turns : but yet Pleasure holds not her Tongue , but , in a Heat , Exclaims . I weigh You not at all , 't will come , My Time ( I 'me sure ) will come , when easy Rome , With all her Might , my Empire will obey , And unto Me alone will Honour pay . Thus having said , shaking her wanton Head , Into dark Clouds , from them , away she fled . But the Youth , full of Precepts , and inflam'd With Love of Virtue , so appearing , aim'd At Mighty things , within his Heart : and then Ascends the Rostra , and , while other Men So hot a Service shun'd , desires to bear The heavy Charge of that ambiguous War . The Minds of all intent upon him were : Some thinke his Father's Eys , some thinke they there Behold again his Uncle's furious Look . But yet ( though , with deep Silence , Terrour strook Their Hearts ) sad with great Dangers : with their Fears That War 's great Weight they ponder ; then his Years Their anxious Favour numbers . But , while they These things , with their confused Murmurs , weigh ; From a cross Quarter of the Heav'n , behold ! A Serpent , shining Bright with Spots of Gold , Seems 'mong the Clouds to pass , and , through the Air Rays from the flaming Tract diffusing , where The Clime to Heav'n-supporting Atlas tends , The Pole resounding with the Noise , descends . (f) (f) As the Romanes never enterprized any thing of Moment without consulting their Augurs , so ( the Oblata Auguria ) the Auguries , that happened of themselves ( Good , or ●ad ) were more observed by them . And therefore ( though not mentioned in History ) the Poet makes the ●●●s concerned to give Scipio an Omen both of Thunder , and the Apparition of a Snake , before mentioned , as the Shape , wherein Iupiter begot him . Iove to the Augury adding twice , or thrice , A shining Bolt , the scatter'd Thunder flies Through all the shaken World . Then they command , That , instantly , he take his Arms in hand ; And , humbly prostrate on their Knees , full low Salute the Omen , and now bid him go Whither ( as it appear'd ) the Gods did lead , And the Path , shew'd him by his Father , tread . And , now , with Emulation , such as are Joyn'd in Affairs , and Ministers of War , Together flock , and Earnest are to share The hardest Labours : the same Arms to bear With him , is Honour held . Then strait to Sea Goes a new Fleet : on him Ausonia Attends , and is transported into Spain . As when dire Wars on the Coerulean Plain Fierce Corus makes , with hollow Floods , he heaves The lofty (g) (g) There are many Isthmi ; but here ▪ by way of Excellence ▪ that of Pelop●nnesus ( as the most eminent of Europe , sep●●●ting the Aegean , and Ionian 〈◊〉 ) is intended . Isthmos up , and with rude Waves Forcing , at length , through groaning Rocks , his Way , Mingleth th' Iö●ian with Aegêan Sea . Stately , in Arms , shines Scipio , and , within The foremost Ship , to Neptune doth begin . Thou , God of Seas ! through whose deep Empire We Are ready now to pass ; if just it be , Which I intend , grant that this Navy may Go forward ( Father ! ) and vouchsafe , ( We pray ) Our Labours to Assist ! an Holy War It is , which now , I through the Ocean bear . This said , strait gentle , and propitious Gales Breath out , and forward drive the swelling Sails . And now the Fleet , where Tyrrhene Billows roar , Had Nimbly pass'd from the Ausonian Shore , And by the Coast of the Ligurians ply'd With speedy Prows . When , far at Sea , they spy'd Earth ( the high Alpes ) the Stars invading : then (h) (h) Massilia , now Marcellis ( in Provence ) first built by a Colony of Greeks , from Phocidis , ( a small Region near the Crissaean-Bay ) Commended by Tully ( whom our Poet follows ) for their strict Observation of their Antient Civility of Manners , kept Entire ; notwithstanding they were encompassed by Barbarous Nations , till they fell under the Government of the Romanes . Massilia's Walls , built by the Graecian , With Nations proud begirt , and whom , with Rites , That Cruel are , her barb'rous Neighbour frights . But Hospitable , She , among those bold And Warlike Nations , still retains the old Rites , Manners , Habit , of Phocensian Greeks . Hence Scipio , by the Ocean's winding Greeks , Coast's on : at length , a lofty Hill appears , Where , on her Woody Top , Pyrene bears Thick Forests , in the Clouds , and then he sees (i) (i) Emporiae , a City of Hispania Tarraconensis ( Castile . ) Th' Emporiae , that , by ancient Pedigrees , A Grecian People are : Then Tarracho , Where the (k) (k) Vines . Nysaean Fruits in plenty grow . Then in a Port his Fleet , secure , he lays , And quits the Toils , and Terrour of the Seas . Now welcome Night , did Sleep , like Death , bestow On Men , when , standing before Scipio , His Father's Ghost appear'd , and thus begun . Dear Son , thy Father's safety once : dear Son Thy Father's Glory , after Death ; by Thee The Land , that to these Wars gave Birth , shall be Subdu'd ; if they desire to Fight with Thee , And all the Troops for Battel Muster'd are : Who is it , that the Triple Force can bare Of Furious Men ? All dubious Acts by you Must be forborn : but Better things pursue With Diligence . There is a City Wall'd , And built of old by Teucer , Carthage call'd , By Tyrians now possess'd ; and , as there is Of Libya one , so of Iberia this Is the Metropolis : in Wealth excell'd By none , or Port , or Situation ; held As Rich , as any , in her fertile Fields , And , with as active Vigour , Weapons yields . (l) (l) The absence of the Carthaginian Generals ( employed in reducing other Parts of Spain , having placed here a strong Garison , and , in it , [ as by Nature almost inexpugnable ] much of their Wealth , with the Hostages of the Spaniards gave Scipio , both Time , and Courage to attempt it . The lat●er so much prevailing , that he spent onely a Day of the former . The Governour Arris ( some call him Mago ) yielding at the second Attaque . It was first built by Teucer , and much decayed in the time of Hamilcar ( Hannibal's Father ) whose Successour Hasdrubal so well repaired it ; that he was by some held to be the Founder , and called it New Carthage . This , while the Generals are turn'd away , Invade ; no Fight so much of Fame , or Prey , Can give . These Counsels by his Father were Declar'd , and still he seem'd t' advise more near ; When strait the vanish'd Shade , and Sleep forsook The Youth , who , rising , humbly doth invoke His Father's Manes , and the Pow'rs , that be In Stygian Groves , by Name . Be You ( said He ) Our Captains in this War , and lead us to The City you have mention'd . I for you Will seek Revenge , and , when Iberia I have subdu'd , due Sacrifice I 'le pay To You , in Sarrane Purple richly clad , And Sacred Games unto your Tombs will add . Then hasting on , with a swift March , his Bands He leads away , and over-runs the Lands . So from Piséan Stables , once got loose , A Metled Courser , as a Conqu'rour , goes Before his Fellows , and ( as if by Winde Begot ) runs through the Air , and leaves behinde The rest so far , that not the quickest Sight Is able to o'retake him in his Flight : Now th' seventh Day , by bright Hyperion's Flame , Arose , when sensibly they nearer came To the Town 's Tow'rs ; whose Tops encreas'd , as they Approach'd , and (m) (m) Laelius , who then Commanded Scipio's Fleet , was appointed , with the Tide , to approach the City on that Side ; but , his Scaling-Ladders not well reaching the extraordinary height of the Walls , he was constrained , with some Loss , to retire . See Livy lib. 16. Laelius , at his Time , by Sea Arriving ( as before the General Appointed had ) his Navy to the Wall Draws up , and with his num'rous Ships , behinde , The Town invests . Carthage , by Nature's kinde Assistance , hath high Walls , which by the Sea Encompass'd are , and , tow'rds the rising Day , A little Isle , its narrow Mouth doth close . But , where it looks to Phoebus fall , it throws Up standing Pools , into a muddy Plain , Which coming Tides encrease , and Ebbs aga●● Abate . But , where it Fronts the Northern Bear , Standing upon a lofty Hill , it there , Steep , to the Neighb'ring Ocean descends , And with Eternal Floods her Wall defends . But the bold Soldiers , as if , marching in A Plain , they Conqu'ring Ensigns brought , begin To climb the Hill . Arris Commanded there In Chief , and , had against them , through a Fear Of some Distress , himself with Aids supply'd , And all the Hill , and Castle fortifi'd . A Fo the nature of the Place doth prove , And with small Force , of those that fought above , Th' Assailants tott'ring , through the places High , And Steep , are tumbled down , and maimed Dy. But , when the turning Tide retir'd again , And , with a rapid Fall into the Main , The Billows fled ; where tall Ships , lately , Plough'd The Waves , safe Passage Nereus there allow'd A Foot . And this Way noble Scipio , Consulting with his Thoughts , resolv'd to go , Draws through the Sea his Men , and suddenly Up to the Walls doth through the Waters fly . And , when with Speed , behinde , they hasten on , Where Arris , trusting to the Sea , the Town Had left without a Guard ; strait ( sad to tell ) His Neck in Chains , the Libyan Prostrate fell , And bade the People all , disarm'd , to yield . This City Titan , when he rose , beheld Circled with Camps ; and captiv'd saw the same , (n) (n) They began the Assault in the Morning ; and , about Noon , when the Tide was gone , Scipio Commanded longer Ladders to be brought ( while the Enemy , fearing little on that Side , was wholly intent on the Land ) and entering the City there , had it , before Sun-set , in his possession . Before in Western Seas he hid his Flame . Th' ensuing Morn from Earth had chas'd away Night's Shades , when first they Altars raise : then Slay Unto the God of Seas , for Sacrifice , A Bull ; and so to Iove . Then equallize Rewards to all Deserts : and , gain'd with Blood , Valour her Crown receives . Here , shining , stood One with rich Trappings on his Breast ; and there Another , on his Warlike Neck , did wear A golden Snake : this with a Mural Crown Was honour'd . But then , Laelius ( in renown Both of his Family , and Valour , all Excelling ) is created Admiral . Besides a Gift of thirty Oxen , and The Libyan's Arms that did , in Chief , command . Then Spears to some , and Martial Ensigns are To others giv'n ( as they deserv'd ) and share Of Spoils . And when the Praise of Gods , and Men , Was perfected , their Captive Riches then Survay'd , and Prey lay'd up ; this Gold was for The Senate , and those Talents for the War . This Kingdom they for Donatives Design ; That for the Temples of the Pow'rs Divine Is Chiefly kept : whatever else remains Rewards the Souldiers Valour , and their Pains . Then the Iberian King , whose (o) (o) Among the Captives a Virgin of incomparable Beauty , was brought to Scipio : who , finding her betrothed , to Luceius ( a Prince of the Country ) not onely restored her Inviolate into his Hands ; but gave with her a very large sum of Mony ( presented to him by her Parents in token of their Gratitude ) as a Dowry from Him . See . Livy , ibid. Sponsal Flame Was fix'd deep in his Bones , as summon'd , came ; To whom , much joy'd , his Spouse , a Virgin Fair , And Pure , he chearful gave . Then , free from Care , Their Tables spread upon the Neighb'ring Shore , And feasting High , with solemn Sports , before The rest , thus Laelius . Brave General , Go on , ador'd , for thy Chast Minde , through all The World ! To Thee the Glory , and the Praise , And ( celebrated in Immortal Lays ) The Valour of great Heroes shall give Way . That (p) (p) Agamemnon . Captain , who a thousand Ships by Sea From the Mycenae drew , and Argive Arms Joyn'd with Thessalian , through a Woman's Charms , Infring'd his (q) (q) The small City Lyrnessus , taken by Achilles , in the Expedition against Troy , Hippodamia ( or Brisaeis ) the King's Danghter became Achilles Prize ; but Agamemnon , who was Generalissimo , Enamoured of her , took her from him . Social League , and they beheld All Tents , within the Phrygian Army , fill'd With Captive Beds . A Barb'rous Maid by Thee Alone , more spotless , in Virginity Is kept , then Troy's Cassandra . Thus the Day , In Talk , they spent , till Night in dark Aray Rais'd her black Steeds , inviting all to Rest. In the mean Time , Aemathian Broils infest Th' Aetolian Land , invaded suddenly By (r) (r) Philip , King of Macedon , entring League with the Carthaginians , fell upon the Allies of the Romanes , and wasted all the Graecian Coast ; till at length , recalled by Broils at Home , and the ill Success of the Carthaginians , he was constrained to accept a dishonourable Peace from the Romanes . Macedonian Ships : an Enemy , With whom the Acarnanian quickly joyn●d . For then King Philip , in a League combin'd With Libya , against the Romane Name Those new Commotions had rais'd . The Fame Of his Descent , his Antient Crowns , and Throne From the Aeäcides , and (s) (s) Achilles , from whom he descended . Thetis Son , ( His Grand-Sire ) puff'd him up . Now , He with Fear Of 's Arms , by Night , fill'd Oricon : and where , On the Illyrick Coast , Taulentians dwell , In small , and nameless Walls , upon them fell . With furious War . Thence passing on by Sea , Tesprotian Borders , and Phoenicia Alarm'd : with vain Attempts , he Epire view'd , Then on the Coast of Anactorium shew'd His Ensigns : then th' Ambracian Bay , and Shores Of Pella scour'd with rapid War , his Oars Beating Leucate's chafing Waves , he streight At Actium saw Apollo's sacred Seat . Nor left he Ithaca ( Laërtes Throne ) Untri'd : nor Sames ; nor those Rocks whereon White-foaming Floods the Cephalenians see . And Neriton with Rocky Fields : then He To Pelops Countrey went , glad to behold Achaian Walls , and Caly●●● of old Affected by Diana . After these To the Caretes , and Oeni●●●s , With promise , to the Greeks , 'gainst Italie , To use his Arms , he went : then Ephyre , Patrae , and Princely Pleuron he survay'd : Two-crown'd Parnassus , and ( by Phoebus made To speak ) Prophetick Rocks ; and , though agen , Often by War call'd homeward : sometimes when (t) (t) In his absence both Sarmatians and Thessalians ( Dolope ▪ ) invad●d his Country . Sarmatian Orestes did infest His Kingdoms , or fierce Dolopes opprest His Countrey , yet unwilling to forbear His vain Designs , the shadow of a War He carried up , and down , the Grecian Coast ; Till all his hopes , plac'd in the Libyans , lost By Sea , and Land , a Suppliant , he sign'd A League , with the (u) (u) Romanes . Dardanians , nor declin'd From them , in his own Kingdom , to receive (v) (v) The Governour of Tarentum was a Bruti●● ( a Nation formerly observed to be of an Inconstant Faith ) who , enamoured of a Tarentine Woman ( whose Brother was a Souldier under Fabius ) was induced by her to betray the City to Fabius . See Plutarch , in the Life of Fabius . The Law : But then Tarentum's Fortune gave To Italy encrease both of Renown ▪ And Riches . For , at length , that treach'rous Town , Was by old Fabius conquer'd , and of all His Titles , of a Wary General , The last became . For then his Industry Gain'd that safe Honour , that the City He Had taken without Blood . And , when 't was known , That a Sidonian Captain , in the Town , Burn'd with a Woman's Love : and that , through Ease , A silent Treason thence might Valour please : To his lov'd Sister , strait , her Brother ( who Then bore Rutulian Arms ) is forc'd to go , Instructed to subdue the Woman's Minde With ample Promises , if She inclin'd The Libyan to betray the Gates . And , thus The Libyan overcome , old Fabius His Wish enjoy'd , and , through th' unguarded Walls By Night , into the Town the Army falls . But who , that heard Marcellus then was slain In Fight , would think , that Sol should joyn again His flaming Steeds , so turn'd away from Rome ? That noble Person , that brave Breast , in whom The God of War inhabited , who nev'r , In its most horrid Shape , did Danger fear , In Combat fell : in his renowned Fall , ( Alass ) how great a Blow to Hannibal ! In him thy Terrour Carthage prostrate lay , Who had perhaps from Scipio born away ( Had but the Gods been pleas'd awhile to spare His Life ) the Name of finishing the War . Which seated , then , within the Daunian Land , Between both Camps , a little Hill did stand . Crispinus with Marcellus bore like Share In Cares , and Honours , and the Common War Pursu'd : to whom Marcellus thus began . I have a Minde to view those Woods , and on The Hill to lodg our Men ; lest first it be Possess'd , in Ambush , by the Enemy . I would Crispinus ( if you please ) that you Would share in this Design ; for seldom two In Counsel fail . When this they had Decreed , Each Man contends to mount his eager Steed . Marcellus , when he saw his Son , among The rest , put on his Arms , and in the Throng Joyful , and Brisk : Thou dost appear more Great ( Said He ) then Me , by thy admired Heat . May this thy early Labour Happy be ! Such , as , at Syracusa once , I Thee Beheld , before thine Age would Thee allow As fit for War , engaging with a Brow , Like mine . Oh! hither come ( my Glory ) stand Close to thy Father's side , and by my Hand Learn a new Way of Fighting . Then he lay'd His Arms about his Neck , and briefly pray'd . Grant , from the Libyan Gen'ral ( Oh! thou King Of Gods ) that on these Shoulders I may bring Opimous Spoils to Thee ! As here he ends ; From the clear Sky a bloody Dew descends , And Iove the Fatal Drops had sprinkled on His ( then succesless ) Arms. Scarce had he done His Speech , when through the Straits , advancing up The Fatal Mountain , strait a nimble Troop Of Nomades upon them fly , and pour Their Darts , as thick , as an Etherial Show'r : While , from their secret Ambush , they supply'd The Fight , with armed Troops . On ev'ry side , When Valour found her self thus close beset ; And nothing , now , remaining , as a Debt Unto the Gods : He onely sought to go , With a great Name , unto the Shades below . Then , at a distance , his contorted Spear With all his Force he throws : now fights , more near At Hand , with 's Sword ; and had escap'd , perchance , That cruel Storm of Danger , if a Lance Had not transfix'd the Body of his Son . But then ( alass ! ) the Father's Hands begun To shake , and , weak through Sorrow , loosely bare His hapless Arms , untill an obvious Spear Pierc'd through his naked Breast ; by which sad Wound He falls , his Face imprinting on the Ground . When Hannibal perceiv'd ( amidst the Fight ) The Fatal Lance within his Bosom light , Aloud he crys : now Carthage , cease to fear The Romane Laws ; the Name of Terrour here Lyes prostrate , and the (y) (y) Though , in the time of Marcellus , there were in Rome many Eminent Captains , yet none did exceed him , in Conduct , Strength , or Courage . For which , his Fortune made him particularly Renowned ; having fought many single Combats , and in all been a Conquerour . Plutarch observes , that he was called Marcellus ( quasi Martialis ) as ▪ most excelling Warriour Hannibal so much honoured him for his Valour , that he burned his Body ( after the Romane Manner ) and sent his Ashes to Rome . Column of their State . But that brave Hand ( so like mine own of late ) Shall not obscurely to the Shades be sent . True Valour 's void of Envy . Strait they went About to build his Pyle , which to the Skies By mighty Oaks , brought from the Woods , doth rise . You might believe the Libyan General Had dy'd ! then Incense , Cates , his Shield , withall , And Fasces ( his last Pomp ) are brought , and while , With his own Hand , the Taper to the Pyle The Prince applies ; Eternal Praise ( said He ) We have acquir'd . For of Marcellus We Have Italy depriv'd . Perhaps they may At length , now , lay down Arms. Go then , and pay To that great Soul , and to his Dust , all Dues Of Funeral . I never will refuse Thee this ( O Rome ) that thou the Sepulcher Of one , whose Valour made him Great , in War , With Titles may'st adorn : and lasting Fame , Among Rutulian Nephews , crown his Name . Such is your other Consul's Fate , whose Steed Him , breathless , to your Camp convey'd , with Speed . Such , then , Affairs did in Ausonia stand . But not the same , in the Iberian Land , Was the Event of Arms. The quick Surprize , And Conquest of New-Carthage , terrifies The Nations round about . The Gen'rals there , Unless they joyn with Social Aids , despair Of Safety : since Young Scipio had fought ( As if He Thunder in his Arms had brought From Italy ) with so great Auspicies , That he a fenced Town ( whose Height their Eys Could hardly reach , as on an Hill it stood ) Had taken in one Day , and fill'd with Blood . While , ev'n their Warlike Hannibal , before He overthrew Sagunthus , that for Store Of People , and for Wealth might not appear As Equal unto that , had spent a Year . To his great Brother's Deeds aspiring still , The next was (z) (z) Hasdrubal , Brother to Hannibal , was by him left sole Governour of Spain , ( when he began his March towards Italy ) with two thousand Horse , twelve thousand Foot , and fifty Ships . Hasdrubal ; who on a Hill Encamp'd , encompass'd with a rocky Wood. Here , his chief Strength , fierce Cantabrians stood ; Mix'd with rebellious Africans : and there , Then the swift Moor more swift , Asturians were . And with as much of Majesty did he Iberia rule , as then in Italy His Brother Hannibal with Terrour liv'd . It chanc'd , a Tyrian Solemn Day reviv'd Their antient Honour , and the Time , wherein The Walls of Carthage they did first begin , And a new City of small Houses rais'd . His Nations Rise the General much pleas'd Thus to commemorate , his Ensigns all Adorn'd with Laurel , kept the Festival ; And th' Gods appeas'd . Loose from his Shoulders hung His Brother's Gift ( a Mantle ) which , among Some other Presents , as a Complement Of their strict League , Trinacria's Prince had sent , A stately Robe , among Aeölian Kings . An Eagle , through the Clouds , with golden Wings , Snatch'd up ( in Texture hov'ring ) to the Sky A Boy . A spacious Cave there was hard by , Which , in the Purple , there , the Needle made , The Cyclops House : here Polypheme was lay'd Along , and swallow'd Bodies , dropping Gore , Between his Deadly Jaws . About him store Of broken Bones ; which , chewing , forth he threw . Then for his Drink , his Hand extended to Läertes (a) (a) Vlysses . Son , he calls : and , belching up Crude Blood , with Wine commix'd it in the Cup. Conspicuous in this Robe , at Altars made Of Grass , the Peace o' th' Gods the Tyrian pray'd . When riding in , amidst them all , behold A Scout , that Hostile Arms approach'd them , told . The Worship of the Gods unfinished , With troubled Minds , they from the Altars fled . All Sacred Rites broke off , all Night they lay Encamp'd . But , when the dewy Morn the Day First rais'd , a furious Fight began , and there Stout Sabbura first felt the thrilling Spear Of Scipio . Both Armies seem'd to be Mov'd with the Omen . The first Victim We I' th' Field ( Ye sacred Shades ! ) to you have slain , ( Exclaims the Romane Gen'ral ) Now again Into the Fight , and Slaughter ( Souldiers ) go , As with best Captains you were wont to do . This said ; they all fall on : by Lena's Hand Falls Myconus ; Latinus , Cirta : and Stout Maro Thysdrus kills : and Catiline Incestuous Nëalces doth disjoyn From his own Sister's Bed . Then Cartulo ( A Libyack Prince ) is sent to Shades below , By fierce Nasidius . Thee ( likewise ) Thee Laelius ( thou great Renown of Italy ) Things , scarce to be believ'd , performing there , Amidst the Carthaginians , full of Fear , Pyrene's Land beheld . Nature bestow'd On him all Happy things , which were allow'd By all the Gods . When he was heard to plead At th' Bar , not Nestor could in Speech exceed : Or when the Fathers , and the Court did stand In Doubt , and his Opinion did demand , He led the Senat 's Hearts , as with a Charm . But , when the Noise of Trumpets did Alarm His Ears , within the Field , with such an Heat , He rush'd into the Fight , and Armies , that You 'd think , he had been born for War alone ; And nothing , without Praise , by him was done . From a stoln Life the Gala fighting threw : (b) (b) He was designed to be Sacrificed at Carthage ; but his Mother gave another Childe in his stead . Whom 's Mother once , by changing him withdrew From Byrsa's cruel Rites . But quickly all Such Joys , as rise from Gods , so cheated fall . Then Murus , Alebis , and Draces , who , With an Effeminate Cry , for Life did sue , By him were slain . Poor Draces , as he pray'd , And beg'd ; his Head cut off , the Murmurs stay'd In his dissever'd Throat . But Hasdrubal Had not the like desire to Fight . Not all The extream Loss , and Slaughter of his Men Him mov'd . But to the Woody Hills agen , And lurking Holes of pathless Rocks , he flies , And to the Alpes , and Italy his Eys Are turn'd : the great Advantage of his Flight . The Signal silently is giv'n , and Fight Quite lay'd aside , they are Commanded through The Woods , and Hills to fly dispers'd , and who ▪ Soe're escap'd should to Pyrene's Top Ascend , their Chief , and sole remaining Hope . All Marks of Honour , as a General , Then lai'd aside , disguised , with a small Iberian Targe , first Hasdrubal ascends The Hills , and , flying , quits his wandring Friends . To the forsaken Camp the Romanes strait Their Ensigns send . No City captivate Could yield more Spoils ; and did their Rage withdraw From Slaughter , as the Libyan foresaw . So in some Brook surpriz'd , when he despairs Of Safety , from his Groin the (c) (c) This may very well be reckoned among Vulgar Errours . The Testicles of the Beaver being in no wise so valuable , as his Skin . Besides , that they are not onely out of his reach , lying close to his Spine ; but not at all attempted by him , when hunted . Beaver tares The parts , that caus'd his Danger , and away Swims from his Fo. Intent upon his Prey When thus the Libyan had with Speedy Flight , Trusting to Rocky Woods , in Shades , like Night , Himself conceal'd : strait back again they go Unto a greater War , to meet a Fo More sure to be subdu'd . But first upon Pyrene's Hill , with this Inscription , A Shield they fix , (d) (d) When the Romanes had utterly subdued an Enemy , they Triumphed : when onely put him to Flight , they in the Place erected a Trophy , which was commonly ( as out of Tacitus his second Book may be observed ) of heaps of Arms , taken in the Field , with an Inscription on a Table ( as here Scipio ) fixed over them . SCIPIO A CONQUEROUR , HASDRUBAL'S SPOILS UNTO THE GOD OF WAR. In the mean time , beyond the Hills ( all Fear Now lay'd aside ) Bebrycian People were By Hasdrubal soon arm'd : who Prodigal To purchase Hands for Aid , and ready all Prepar'd to thrust into the War , with Store Of Gold , and Silver , thither sent before And with long Labours gain'd , in Wealthy Lands Had rais'd their Warlike Minds . Hence active Bands (c) (c) Hasdrubal took the Field with such Forces , as , at first , he hired of the Ligurians ( about eight thousand Men ) and soon after the Averni , and other Gauls , with the People of the Alps , joyned with him : so that he became no less formidable , at Rome , at that time ; then Hannibal . Fill'd the new Camp . All Mercenary Souls : Those , that where (f) (f) Rhosne . Rhodanus swift Billows rowls Delight to dwell ; with those , where Arar flows Most softly through the Fields . And , now , the Snows Of Winter all resolv'd , the Year retains A milder Face . Then through the Celtick Plains , Entring a speedy March , he goes : admires The Conquer'd Alps , and pervious Heights : enquires The very Foot-steps , where Alcides trod : Compares with th' Adventures of the God His Brother's Ways . When to the Top of all He came , and in the Camp of Hannibal Sate down : What higher Walls ( said He ) do Rome Invest ? which , after these once overcome By my great Brother , stand yet safe ? Oh , may The Glory of so brave a Hand ( I pray ) Prove Happy ! nor , let it the Envy be Of any angry Deity , that We The Stars approach'd ! Then , where a safe Descent The Hill declining shew'd , strait down he went , With hasty Arms. Through all , so great a Dread Not the Beginnings of the War had spread . Two Hannibals they now report : and two Strong Camps , on either side : and glutted , through Success , with Romane Blood , the Chiefs the War Joyntly pursue . The Armies doubled are , And to the Walls the Fo would quickly haste , And , sticking on the Gates , they Jav'lins , cast From Elysaean Hands , should shortly see . Much vex'd at this , the Land of Italy Thus with her self . Alass ! ye Gods , must I With so great Fury of the Libyans ly Despis'd ? who Saturn , when the pow'rful Hand Of Iove he fear'd , conceal'd : and in my Land An Empire gave ! Now the tenth Summer's Corn Appears , since thus I have been sadly torn . And , now , a Youth , who wanteth nothing more , But to invade the Gods , the farthest Shore O' th' World hath left , and 's Arms against me bends , And , the high Alps prophan'd , with Rage descends Into my Land . How many Corps have I Of Slain entomb'd ? Alass ! how often by My flaughter'd Sons deform'd ? I have no Trees With pregnant Buds : his Corn the Peasant sees , Yet Green , cut down with Swords : the Tow'rs of all My Villages into my Bosom fall , And by their Ruins is my Land defac't . Yet , now , must I endure this Youth at last , By whom my wasted Coasts invaded are , Who seeks the ruthful Reliques of the War To burn . Then wandring Africans may rend My Bowels with their Ploughs , and Moors commend The Crops , which the Ausonian Furrows yield . Unless their Troops , insulting through the Field , I , in one Grave , interr . As , thus , She then Her Woes revolv'd , and Night both Gods , and Men Compos'd to Rest , to Nero's Camp She went . He , with a Neighb'ring Trench , was then intent The Libyan from Lucanian Coasts to keep . The Youth , here , Latium's Image , in his Sleep , Accosts . O Nero ! Thou , who art become ( Marcellus lost ) the greatest Hope of Rome ! The (g) (g) Clausus was a General of the Sabines , who , after Peace was made between Romulus , and the Sabines , came with five thousand Clients , and encorporated them with the Romanes , with whom they they equally enjoyed all Privileges of Citizens ; but suffrage in Creating Magistrates . From this , Clausus came both the Claudian Tribe , and Family . Clausi's Glory ! shake off Sleep ; by Thee Something of Moment must attempted be , ( If thou wilt add unto thy Country's Fates ) Which ev'n the Conquerours ( when from the Gates The Foe 's repuls'd ) shall wonder to be done . With shining Arms ( behold ! ) (h) (h) Hasdrubal , Brother to Hannibal . Amilcar's Son , Like a dire Deluge , overruns the Plains , Where Sena still her Gallick Name retains : Unless thy winged Troops Thou thither strait Draw out to Fight , thine Aid will come too late To ruin'd Rome hereafter . Rise ; be gone : I have condemn'd Metaurus Region , And all those spacious Fields , to Libyan Bones , And Graves . This said : She vanishing , at once Appears to draw him after Her , and through The broken Gates to drive his Troops into The Field . With that he wakes , and Troubled stands With an enflamed Heart , and then , with Hands Lifted to Heav'n , He prays the Earth , and Night , The scatter'd Stars , and Moon , with silent Light To be his Guides . Then , choosing proper Hands For such a Work , through (i) (i) The Larinates , Frentani , Marrucini : all Borderers on the Vpper , or Adriatick Sea . Larinatian Lands ( Coasting upon the Vpper-Sea ) and where , Hardy in War , (i) (i) The Larinates , Frentani , Marrucini : all Borderers on the Vpper , or Adriatick Sea . Marrucine People were , And the strict (i) (i) The Larinates , Frentani , Marrucini : all Borde●ers on the Vpper , or Adriatick Sea . Frentane , that his Faith maintains In Social Arms : where the Praetutian Swains ( Pleas'd with their Labour ) dress their Vines , he flyes , Swift as a Bird ; as Lightning from the Skies ; As Torrents with Hybernal Billows flow ; Or Arrows , from an (k) (k) Parthian . Achemenian Bow . Each Man himself exhorts . Go on , and haste ; For in thy Feet the doubtful Gods have plac'd Rome's Safety : whether She shall stand , or fall . Thus crying , on they go ; the General Best Exhortation , being Foremost , gives : While ev'ry one , his Speed encreasing , strives , By following , to equal him , and Day , And Night , un-wearied , nimbly March away . But the Report of those encreasing Ills , O' th' adverse War , all Rome with Terrour fills . That Nero hop'd too much , they now complain . That by one Wound that Life , that did remain , Might soon be lost . Nor Money , Arms , nor Men , Nor Blood to lose , there now remain'd . And then , Who had not strength to deal with Hannibal , Alone , in Fight , should fall on Hasdrubal . That now again ( soon as the Libyan saw His Arms diverted from the Camp ) he 'd draw His Forces to their Gates . That he was come , Who , in the Glory of destroying Rome , Would strive with his Proud Brother . With one mind Thus frets the Senate ; yet in Counsel joyn'd , To keep their Honour , and themselves to Free From threatned Chains , and angry Gods to flee . Amidst these Sighs , Nero , protected by An obscure Night , unto the Camp drew nigh ; Where , near to Hasdrubal , within the Field , (l) (l) Marcus Livius had formerly been unjustly Censured , and Banished by the People ; who , now in want of such Captains , recalled him , and made him Consul with Nero , with whom he afterward Triumphed for this Victory . Old Livy lay . He Warlike once , and skill'd In Feats of Arms , flourish'd in former Times , Famous in War ; but , falsly charg'd with Crimes By the Unequal Tribes , in Discontent , His Days obscurely in the Countrey spent . But , when a sadder Weight , and Fears began , Through nearer Dangers , to require the Man , After so many Valiant Captains slain ; Then , to his Countrey call'd , to Arms again His aged Valour He had vow'd . But all These Plots of new Supplies to Hasdrubal Were known , and what the Wings of Night conceal'd The Signs of Dust upon their Shields reveal'd . Besides their hasty Running to , and fro : Their Horse , and Men prepar'd , and Trumpets show ( As they the Signal sound ) the Camp to be Commanded by two Gen'rals . But ( said He ) If yet my Brother live , how can they now Their Social Forces joyn ? Yet , till I know The Truth , it onely now remains , that I The Time protract , and Chance of Fighting fly . Nor , with base Fear , this poor resolve of Flight Did he delay . But , when from Cares the Night ( Mother of Rest ) had freed the Breasts of Men , And Darkness dreadful Silence nourish'd , then Forth from his Camp he breaks , and his mute Bands To follow with a silent March commands ; Who , through the quiet Plain , protected by The gloomy Night , all Noise avoiding , fly . But shaken , by a Motion so great , Th' Italian Land , perceiving their Deceit , Involves them in dark Errours in the Place , And ( Night conspiring ) in a narrow Space Still leads them round . For , where , with winding Waves His crooked Banks the Flood obliquely laves ; And , through rough Creeks returning , falls again Into it self , there toiling , all in vain With fruitless Wandrings , a small Circuit they Had made , and , in the Errours of their Way , ( The Benefit of Night now lost ) the Light Comes on , and to their Foes detects their Flight . With that a furious Storm of Horse , the Gates Thrown open , and a Show'r of Steel dilates It self , or'e all the Field . Arms , yet , they none , Nor Hands had mix'd : But Shafts , at distance thrown , Drink Blood . To stop the flying Libyans , here Dictaean Arrows fly : and Lances there , Like a black Tempest , and on whom they light They Death inflict . And , now all thoughts of Flight Quite lai'd aside , about they , frighted , Face , And close drawn-up , their Hopes in Fighting place . Amidst them all , the Gen'ral , mounted High ( For now He saw their sad Extremity ) On a tall Steed , his Hands , and Voice extends : By all those Trophies gain'd by You ( my Friends ) Under the farthest Pole ; my Brother's Praise : Make it appear , I You beseech ( He says ) The Brother of Great Hannibal is come ; For Fortune labours , now , to give to Rome Sad Documents , and shew how strong an Hand You , that have conquer'd the Iberian Land , And at Alcides Pillars us'd to War , On the Rutulians turn . Perhaps , not far From hence , my Brother to this Battel may Arrive . Oh! hasten worthy him ( I pray ) A Spectacle ; with Bodies fill the Plain . Each General is by my Brother slain , That might be fear'd , in War : and now their sole Remaining Hope , drawn from his skulking Hole . Decrepit Livy ( a condemned Head ) Is offer'd to you . Oh! go on , strike Dead That General , cut off his Feeble Age , 'Gainst whom 't were Shame my Brother should engage . But Nero contrary exhorts : Why are You slow , the Labours of this mighty War To end ? (m) (m) Nero , having intercepted Hasdrubal's Letters to Hannibal , marched very hard , for several Nights together , ( while Hannibal wasted the Countrys of the Larinates , Frentani , &c. ) to joyn with Livy , before Hasdrubal should enter farther into Italy , or Hannibal have tidings of his Arrival . Your Feet already Praise have gain'd , Now crown these high Beginnings with the Hand : The Camp you , rashly ( all the Bars o'rethrown ) Have left , except you perfect what is done By Victory . Your Glory hasten : show That your Arrival overthrew the Fo. But Livy , in another Quarter , where , His Helmet taken off , his hoary Hair Was seen to all , cries ; Come ( my Lads ) and Me Observe in Fight , and wheresoe're you see My Sword shall make your Way , there enter ; so The Alps ( too open to the wastful Fo ) Shut with your Swords , at length . Unless we quite Destroy this Army , by a sudden Flight , That Thunder-bolt of Carthage ( Hannibal ) Will soon be here . Then who is He of all The Gods , that Us from Stygian Shades can free ? Then he resumes his Cask , and instantly His Sword confirms his Words , and ( 's Age from sight Again conceal'd ) He enters first the Fight . Him through the thickest Bodies of the Field , Breaking through closest Ranks : who , furious , kill'd As many , as he Shafts discharg'd ; with Dread The Macae , and fierce Autololians fled : With Bands of Rhodanus , their Hair unshorn . 'Mong the Prophetick Sands of Hammon born , Secure of Fate , there Nabis fiercely fought , And mighty Trophies ( as if then he thought The Gods protected him ) to fix at Home , Had vainly promis'd . From the Tyrian Loom , Flaming with Garamantick Gems a Vest He wears ( so shine the Stars in Heav'n ) his Crest With Gems , with radiant Gold his Shield enchac't ; On 's horned Cask the hanging Fillets cast A sacred Dread , and Honour of the Gods : A Bowe , and Quiver , which with Shafts he loads In Cerasts steep'd , hang at his Back ; and , so With Poison Arm'd , to Battle doth he go Then leaning , backward , on his Horse ( as he His Country's Custom us'd ) upon his Knee Resting the Weight of his Sarmatick Spear , It , prone , upon his Foes he thrusts , and there With that vast weapon , through his Arms , and through His Body , wounded , in the Consul's view , Sabellus , with loud Shouts , he bears along In Triumph , praising Hammon in his Song . But the old Consul , who so great a Pride , And Rage , in Barb'rous Breasts could not abide , A Weapon lanc'd , and both his Life , and Prey A Conqu'rour , from the Conqu'rour took away . Hearing the Cries of his sad Fall , amain The Libyan Prince came on , and from the Plain As Arabus was then about to take His Spoils , made Stiff with Gold , and Gems , at 's Back A Weapon aim'd , and through the Chine him strook , Just as , in both his Hands , in Haste he took His Prize , and left his trembling Body bare . He fell , and all the Sacred Garments , there , And golden Threads restor'd ( unhappy ) to The Dead , and dy'd upon his spoiled Fo. But Canthus , Owner of much Libyan Sand , Where their Unconquer'd Name unto the Land The fam'd (n) (n) The Cyrenenses , and Carthaginians contended for Bounds between their two Cities , separated by a vast Sandy Plain . After many sharp Conflicts it was agreed , that , on a certain Day , two from each City should set out at a certain hour , and where they met , that Place should be their Bounds . The Phileni were two Carthaginian Brothers , who got much Ground by their Speed , of the Cyrenenses ; who , cavilling , that they came out before their time , it was at length agreed ; that , if the Phileni would be content to be buried alive , where they met , that Place should be their Bounds . To which they consented , and to their Memory , besides other Honours at Home , the Carthaginians built Altars on the Place . Philêni gave , Wealthy in Sheep , Kill'd Rutulus , where lofty Folds did keep A thousand bleating Lambs , spending his Days In easy Care . Sometimes the Sun 's hot Rays , He from his Flocks would break , in some cool Flood : Sometimes retiring to a shady Wood , Shining , as white as Snow , their Fleeces shear'd . Or when , at Night , they Home again repair'd From Pasture , was much pleas'd to see the Lambs , Within the Flood , distinguishing their Dams . Deceiv'd He fell , through his brass Target strook , And griev'd too late , that he his Folds forsook . At this the Romanes forward press'd , and came More Furious on . Like Torrents , Storm , or Flame Of Thunder ▪ swift as Waves from Boreas fly , Or hollow Clouds run on , when to the Sky Eurus throws up the Ocean's briny Flood . Tall Cohorts , with their Celtick Ensigns , stood I' th' Van ; which , with their wedg-like Files , their fierce Impulse , and sudden Force they soon disperse : And try'd with Wandring , and the scorching Sun , And tedious Labours they had undergon , A native Terrour makes them all to fly . The Romanes , at their Backs , their Weapons ply , And with their following Shafts so instant are , That they no Flight allow . Strait , Tyrus there Fell with one Wound . By more fell Rhodanus , With Arrows pierc'd . A Lance thrust Morius Down to the Earth . Whom Livy , that full speed Came on , as he was falling , strook , and 's Steed Into the Troops , as they were flying , spur'd . There Mosa's swelling Neck he with his Sword Cut off : his Head , within his Helmet bound , Falling so high , shook with its Weight the Ground ; While the yet-setting Trunk his Steed convey'd , Frighted , into the Fight . Here Cato said ( For he among the thickest fought ) If He Had first the Tyrian Youth oppos'd , when We In Battel lost the Alps , alass ! how great An Hand from Italy had found Retreat ? How many Funerals to Libyans , slain , Might the sad Suffrage of that Fatal Plain Have giv'n ? But , now , the Armies 'gan to yield . An universal Terrour , through the Field , The Celtae's Fear had spread . The Tyrian Side Declines , and Victory her selfe apply'd To the Rutulian Arms. The Consul high As in his prime of Years , Triumphantly Went on , and still more great appear'd to all . But now , behold , the Libyan General Comes on , and with him brings a Troop , all White With Dust : and , lancing Darts , exclaims ; Your Flight Forbear ; who is this Fo , from whom you fly ? Do you not blush ? Our Troops are routed by An old Man's Feeble Arms. Am I ( I pray ) Now grown Degenerate in War ? or say Are Ye grown Weary of Me ? Me ? who am Of Belus Race , ally'd to Dido's Name . Amilcar was my Sire , in War to all To be preferr'd ; my Brother Hannibal , To whom the Hills , Lakes , Plains , and Rivers yield . I am the next to Him , at Carthage , held . Me Baetis in her Coasts , and Nations , where My Arms have been , do , ev'n with Him , compare . As this he spake , He rush'd into the Fight , And soon , as with his shining Arms in Sight The Consul came , too hastily , at Him A Jav'lin threw ; which , passing through the Brim Of 's brasen Shield , and , at the Top of all His Breast-plate entring , lightly , in its Fall , His Shoulder wounded , drawing little Blood ; Although the Libyan thought , it would make good His vain Conceits . The Romanes were dismai'd At this . When thus the Consul , to upbraid His weak Attempt ( You might believe that in Some Womens Broils , or Boys , he scratch'd had been ) Cries ; Go , my Lads , and let them understand , How great the Wounds are , that a Romane Hand Inflicts . Then suddenly a mighty Show'r Of Darts , whose Shadow hides the Sun , they pour Upon the Fo , and all the spacious Plain Alternate Slaughter strews with Bodies slain : Whose Heaps encreasing , in the River , joyn'd The Banks . So , when Diana hath a Minde To hunt in shady Groves , and Sport to shew To her pleas'd Mother , and the Woody Brow Of lofty Pindus shakes , or takes a View Of Maenalus , with Arrows charg'd , a Crew Of Nymphs about her flock , and strait surround The Pathless Cop'ces . There the Quivers sound , And loosely hanging , all the Shafts drawn out , Leap at their Backs ; while still they beat about The Fields . Then on the Rocks , in Coverts , in The Vallies , Rivers , and the Dens , ( still Green With Moss ) the Slaughter'd Beasts in Plenty ly . Then on some Mountain , with a joyful Eye , The Prey collected , pleas'd , Latona views . But furious Nero , when he heard the News Of Livy's Wound , breaks through the thickest , and Perceiving , that the Fight did Equal stand . What now unto the Fates of Italy Is left ? ( said He ) If you this Enemy Do not or'ecome ; how will you Hannibal Subdue ? With that , as Mad , amidst them all He rush'd : and , when he Hasdrubal beheld Among the foremost Troops , with Fury swell'd . Like a Sea-Monster , that hath long been tost In the vast Deep , quite void of all repast , When 'mong the Waves a Fish , far off , She spies ; She boils within , and then , with eager Eys , Pursuing in the Flood her swimming Prey , Swallows , with Fishes mix'd , the Briny Sea . Now no delay of Darts , or Words . Thou Me No more shalt 'scape ; Pyrene's Woods ( said He ) (o) (o) Haesdrubal , was formerly so shut up in his Camp by Nero ( between Illiturgi● , and M●ntissa , in Spain ) that he could no way be relieved : and therefore Treated with him for many Days , on Conditions to draw all the Carthaginians out of Spain , and protracted that Treaty , till he had , by Degrees , in the Night , given his whole Army means to escape over the Hills , into places of Security . See Livy , lib. 16. Shall not deceive Me here ; nor yet , with vain , And faithless Promises , shalt thou again Delude ; as , captiv'd in th' Iberian Land , With a false League , thou once didst fly my Hand . Thus Nero : and withall he threw a Dart , And not in Vain . For in the lower Part Of 's Side it stuck . With that , on him he leaps With 's Sword : and , as with 's Target-Point he keeps His trembling Body down , If now ( said He ) At the last Gasp , Thou dost desire it , We Unto thy Brother thy Commands will bear . To whom the Libyan replies ; I fear Not Death : make use of this thy Victory ; Till to my Shade a swift Revenger He Arrive . But , if unto my Brother Thou Wilt bear my last Desires , then say ; that now I bid him burn the Capitol , and there Mix , with the Ashes of the Thunderer , My Bones , and Dust. As more he did desire To add , his Heart still boiling-up with Ire , The Conqu'rour pierc'd him with his Sword , and then Cut off his Faithless Head . With that , his Men ( Their Gen'ral slain ) are routed , and the Fight No more pursue : and now , at length , the Night The Sun , and Day obscures : when they repair With mod'rate Food , and Sleep , their Strength , and bare ( The Way they came ) their Conqu'ring Ensigns , er'e The Day return'd back to the Camp , for Fear Shut up . Then Nero ( as He did advance The Libyan's Head , aloft , upon his Lance ) Said ; Cannae , Trebia , Thrasimenus We With this thy Brother's Head have now to Thee Repay'd ( O Hannibal . ) Thy Treach'rous War Ingeminate , and hither call from far Thy doubled Troops . Such their Reward shall be , Who ( the Alps cross'd ) desire to joyn with The●e But Hannibal , who did his Tears suppress , By Constant bearing , made his Sorrows less : And vows , in time , fit Sacrifice to pay Unto his Brother's Shade . Then , far away , His Camp removes : and so , dissembling right , His Griefs by Quiet , shuns a Dubious Fight . The End of the Fifteenth Book .
Si tibi non segnes contra tua fulmina sa●●e Visi stare sumus ; dignam te ( nate Tonantis ) Affe●imus dextram : tum dextra Scipio dextram Amplexus fatur magna sunc te praemia clarae Virtutis , Masanissa manent : ●itiusque vel armis Quam stratae studio vincetur Scipio Mentis

Honoratissimo viro Edoardo Stanley Armigero Illustrissimo Domini Dn̄i Iacobi Comitis Derbia qui Sub Rebellibus Martijrium passus est Filio natu Secundo . Tabula Observantissime D.D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Sixteenth Book . THE ARGUMENT . The Libyan Army to the Brutian Land Retires . What full Obedience the Command Of Hannibal obtain'd . Two Generals In Spain or'ethrown : a Third , a Captive falls Into brave Scipio's Hands . Prodigious Flames Crown Massanissa's Head ; who strait disclaims The Libyan Side , and with the Romane joyns . Both Hasdrubal , and Scipio their Designs , In Syphax Court , pursue . The League again Confirm'd with Syphax ; Scipio goes for Spain : Where , all subdu'd , with great Solemnities His Father's , and his Uncle's Obsequies He celebrates . Contending for Command , Two Brothers give a Combat Hand to Hand , And both are slain . To Rome the Consul goes , Where his Designs old Fabius doth oppose . But , by the Senate his Desire approv●d , The War is , into Libya , remov'd . BUT Hannibal , who for his Country grieves , And 's own Mishaps , the (a) (a) The Brutians first revolted to Hannibal . See before in the eleventh Book , page 296. Brutian Land receives . Where , he , entrench'd , the Time considers , when The War , suspended , he might raise agen . As , when a Bull the Stalls forsakes , and quits His Empire of the Heard , and Straying gets Into some Wood enclos'd ; on wandring Fights He ruminates , and , fiercely Bellowing , frights The Groves : then or'e the lofty Rocks he goes ; Tears them up with his Horns , and Trees or'ethrows . While Trembling Shepheards on high Hills , from far ' Behold him thus preparing a new War . But , now , that Vigour ( which had quite destroy'd Ausonia , had He other Helps employ'd ) Through a base Envy ( lab'ring to retract Their Mindes at Carthage ) was constrain'd to Act Without their Aid ; and , through the length of Time , In his Affairs to wax more Dull . Yet him The Fear , and Terrour , by his valiant Hand , And by so many former Slaughters , gain'd , As an Inviolable , Sacred Head In Battel , still preserv'd . So that , instead Of all their Arms ; their Aids of Camps , and all Their fresh Recruits , the (b) (b) Hannibal had nothing now left him , but the Reputation of his former Deeds , to keep his Army together ; which , though very much straitned , and Hopeless of all Reliefe from Carthage , and all Italy ( the Brutians excepted ) their Enemies ; continued Faithful , through a Veneration of his Worth , and Valour , till he was recalled to relieve his Country . Name of Hannibal Alone suffic'd . So many Troops , that there Differ'd in Speech ; So many Hearts , that were Divided in their Barb'rous Customs ; all Stood firm , a Reverence of their General : Kept their Mindes Faithful , when Affairs declin'd . But the Dardanian Arms not onely finde Success in Italy , but (c) (c) Phoenix was one of the four Generals , who , after Hasdrubal ( the Brother of Hannibal ) quitted Spain , maintained the War there : but was soon after forced to retire likewise into Africa . Phoenix yields Iberia , beaten from those Golden Fields . And (d) (d) This Mago was Brother to Hannibal ; who , as the former Generals , beaten out of Spain , retired to Gades ; and thence went with some few Forces by Sea into Italy , to joyn with Hannibal . Mago , having lost his Camp , in haste , Urg'd by his Fears , by Sea to Libya past . But Fortune , not Content with what before For Scipio She had done , reserv'd in Store , Another Honour . (e) (e) This Hanno ( not that great Enemy to the Barcean Family ) after Mago left Spain , was sent thither by the Carthaginians ; but , soon after , his Camp was invaded by Syllanus , one of Scipio's Lieutenants , his whole Army destroyed , and himself , taken Prisoner . Hanno then amain Advanc'd , and leading on a Barb'rous Train , With rattling Shields , the Native Spaniards brought Too late . Yet ( had he not with Scipio fought ) Nor Valour , Art , nor Policy , in War Was wanting in Him . But all Force so far , With greater Weight , the Romane General Depress'd , as Phoebe's Light surpasseth all The lesser Stars ; as Sol doth Her excell ; As Atlas other Hills ; as Nile doth swell 'Bove other Rivers ; or the Ocean The Narrow-Seas exceeds . While he began T' encamp , as Ev'ning with Un-equal Shades Olympus veil'd , the Romane him invades ; And , in the sudden Tumult , ev'ry where Th' imperfect Works are overthrown , and there The weighty Turf , and Earth , oppressing those , That fell , the Honour of a Grave bestows . But with a Courage , that might worthy be Of more then One , and which Posterity Deserves to know , and to commend to Fame Is worth our Pains , Cantabrian Larus came . Who , for his Minde , and Bodie 's Bulk , might be A Terrour , though Unarm'd . Most fiercely He ( After his Country's Custom ) his right-Hand , Arm'd with an Ax , the Combat still maintain'd : And ( though the routed Bands about him , round , And his one Country Troop destroy'd he found ) The Place of those were slain supply'd Alone ; And , if he fought at hand , would oft upon The Forehead wound his Fo. And , when aside They him assail'd , with oblique Blows employ'd His Ax reflex'd ; If he assaulted were Behinde , a furious Conqu'rour , free from Fear , His Fatal Weapon , he could Backward throw : In ev'ry part o' th' Fight , a dreadful Fo. At him with mighty Force ( the Brother to The General ) his Lance Young Scipio threw ; Which , with his Cap of Fence , his flowing Hair Cast down : For , driven strong , the Fatal Spear Sunk deep , and far the lifted Ax was thrown . At which the Youth , whose Anger now was grow'n A mighty Weapon , leaping on him , gives A Shout , and Home the Barb'rous Weapon drives . The Armies trembled , while his batter'd Shield Sounds , with that Warlike weight , through all the Field . Nor was 't in vain : For with his Sword , as from His Stroak the Spaniard drew his Right-hand Home , Cut off , and Dead , with its lov'd Weapon , down It fell . Which Wall , when it was overthrown , The Trembling Troops an Universal Flight Scatters , through all the Plain . No shew of Fight ; But the sad Face of Punishment of those , That fell , on ev'ry side , by Conqu'ring Foes . But now , behold ! the Libyan Prince , his Hands Behinde him bound , through midst of all the Bands Is dragg'd along , and begg'd ( Oh flatt'ring Light Of Heav'n ! ) that Captivate in Chains he might Have longer Life . To whom the Romane thus . See these are they , who once requir'd or'e Us So great a Pow'r ; to whom thy Sacred Race Must yield ( Quirinus ) and the Gown give Place ! But , to submit to Bondage if you are So Easy , why did you begin the War ? As this he spake , an Horsman Tidings brought , That (f) (f) Hasdrubal , the Son of Giscon , the last of the Carthaginian Generals in Spain ; and Father of Sophonisba . See Livy . Hasdrubal , not knowing they had fought , Came on with Speed , to joyn his Arms , and Fate . Scipio snatch'd up his ready Ensigns strait , And when , or'ejoy'd , he saw the Fight ( so much Desir'd ) approach , and Troops to Death with such A furious Speed advancing , to the Sky Lifting his Eyes ; No more ( Ye , Gods ! ) do I Of you this Day require , since now I see This Fugitive is drawn to Fight ( said He ) Our other Wishes by our Valour may Be gain'd . Then haste ( Companions go , ) I pray , Behold my Father here , my Uncle there With Rage , upon you call . Oh you , that are My Deities in War , our Leaders be . I 'le follow you : Assist ! and you shall see ( If my presaging Minde deceive me not ) A Slaughter worthy of your Name . For what Shall else give Period to our Fighting here , In the Iberian Land ? When shall appear That glorious Day , when at the fierce Alarms Of the approaching War , and these mine Arms I ( Carthage ) thee shall trembling see ? This said Hoarse Trumpets , with shrill Murmurs , strait invade The Stars , with Eccho . With fierce Clamours then They meet , with such a Violence , as when Notus , and Boreas , or fell Auster raves By Sea , and drown whole Fleets in swelling Waves . Or when his deadly Flames the Dog expires , And burns the fainting World with wasting Fires . Such Slaughters their fierce Fury by the Sword Commits , the gaping Earth could not afford A Space , the Ruins of the Fight to hide . No Rage of Salvage Beasts had er'e destroy'd So many in their Fatal Dens . And , now , With Blood the Fields , and Vallies overflow ; Their Weapons all are dull'd : The Libyans are Cut off , and the Iberi , that in War Delight . And yet , though shatter'd much , a Band There was , that struggled still , and kept their Sta●d , Where Hasdrubal did with his Spear contend . Nor had their constant Valour made an End That Day ; but that an Arrow chanc'd to fall Upon his Breast-plate's top . The Wound , though small Perswaded him to fly . Then strait he quits The Fight , and on his nimble Courser gets To Shelter , and along the Shore , by Night , To the Tartessîack Ports directs his Flight . The next to him in Arms , and Valour , there , To th' Fight ( He the Massylian Scepter bare , For 's League , and Friendship to the Romane Name , Soon after famous ) (g) (g) Masanissa , after his defection to the Romanes , maintained Inviolable Friendship with them , during his whole Life . See more in the Continuation , second Book . Masanissa came . Upon his radiant Head , as , tyr'd with Flight , By Night he slept , a sudden , shining Light Appear'd to compass , with a gentle Flame , His curled Hair , and to diffuse the same Upon his rugged Brow . His Servants strait Run in , and haste the Fire ( that did dilate It self about his Breast ) with Water to Suppress . But his old Mother , who foreknew The Omens of the Gods , Your Wonders ( cries ) Thus , thus still hide , propitious Deities ! Long may that Light abide upon his Head ! Neither do Thou , my Masanissa ! dread Those happy Wonders of the Gods : nor fear , When 'bout thy Temples Sacred Flames appear ; This Fire a League with the Dardanian Race , And Empire , greater then thy Father 's was , Doth promise , and , at length , shall give to Thee ; And with the Latine Fates thy Name shall be Involv'd . Thus spake the Prophetess . The Minde O' th' Youth , to these clear Prodigies inclin'd , Ner'e thought on Honours from the Libyan Side , For ●is great Valour . And , besides the Pride , Of Hannibal in Arms , now , less became , And , ev'ry Day , the War decreas'd in Fame . From the dark Heav'ns the Morn began to chace The Clouds , and scarce had Crimson-dy'd the Face Of the Atlantick Sisters : when he goes To the Ausonian Camp ( as yet his Foes . ) Where when he enter'd , and kinde Entertain Receiv'd from Scipio ; thus the King began . Th' advice of Heav'n , my Mother's Prophecies , And thy great Valour , to the Deities So dear , ( Brave Romane ) me have hither brought ( Most willingly ) from those , for whom I fought . If 'gainst thy Thunder I 've appear'd to stand With Courage , here I offer Thee an Hand , Worthy thy Name , thou Son of Iove ! nor Me Do wav'ring Thoughts , or vain Inconstancy Of Minde , to this invite . I Treachery , And , perjur'd from their Birth , a People fly . And , when Thou at Alcides Bars hast made An End , the Mother of the War invade With Me. For Him , who Italy ten Years Hath now possess'd , and Scaling-Ladders bears Against the Walls of Rome , You back must bring With Fire , and Sword , to Libya . Thus the King . To whom ( their Right-Hands joyn'd ) If glorious We ( The General replies ) in Arms to Thee Appear ; more glorious much We Romanes are For keeping Faith . Then ( Masanissa ) far Thy double-Tongu'd Associates from thy Minde Remove . Thy famous Valour , hence , shall finde A great Reward : and sooner Me subdu'd By Arms , then overcome in Gratitude , Thou shalt confess . But that , which you perswade , That We should Libya with Fire invade , Time shall effect . My Thoughts are oft inclin'd To that , and Carthage fatigates my Minde . Then to the Youth a rich embroider'd Cloak , And Horse , which he from conquer'd Mago took , And had himself his Mettle try'd , withall A Cask , and Golden Cup , which Hasdrubal Us'd to the Altars of the Gods to bring With Sacrifice , He gives . Then , with the King A Social League confirm'd , He strait employ'd His Thoughts , that Byrsa's Tow'rs might be destroy'd . The richest King in the Massylian Land , And Valiant held , was (h) (h) Of Syphax , see the Continuation , first Book . Syphax : whose command Un-number'd Nations , and the farthest Seas , Obey'd . His Territories vast ; in these He Store of Horse , and Monstrous Beasts , that are In Fight a Terrour , and choice Youth for War , Possess'd . None Him surpass'd in Ivory , Or Gold , or Garments of Getulian Dy. Desirous , therefore , to his Side to bring This Strength ( the Danger weighing , should that King To Carthage turn ) He puts to Sea , and in His Thoughts , already , doth that War begin . But when , at length , his Ship arriv'd before The Port ; fled thither , by the nearest Shore , In a weak Bark , was Hasdrubal , who sought New Leagues , for his distress'd Affairs , and brought Massylian Ensigns to the Tyrian Side . But , when to Syphax it was signifi'd , That the two Generals of two Nations ( who With all their Might contended to subdue , Each , to their Laws , the World ) into his Land Were come : big in his Thoughts , he gives Command , They should be strait conducted to his Court ; Proud , that his Throne was Honour'd with Resort So great . Then , as , with joyful Eys , he ran Or'e Scipio's Face , to him he first began . Brave Dardan , fam'd for thy clear Soul ! how Thee I , willingly , Embrace ! how gladly see ! How much I 'me pleas'd old Scipio's Face to Minde To call ! thy Father in thy Looks I finde . I speak of the Herculean Gades now ; When , Curious to observe the Ocean's flow , And Ebb , to th' Erythraean Coast I came . With Kindeness strange , at Baetis neighb'ring Stream , Those two great Captains came to see Me ; where They Presents of their Spoils ( the Best that were ) On Me bestow'd : as Arms , and ( which within My Kingdom , untill then , unknown had been ) Bridles for Horse , and Bows , with which we may Our Country's Darts compare . Besides these , they Masters of antient Discipline , that might In Order form our scatter'd Bands , in Fight , ( (i) (i) For Infantry : of which the Massylian knew nothing . After your Country's Manner ) to me gave . I Gold , and Ivory ( of which We have Great Plenty in our Land ) on them again Would have bestow'd . But all my Pray'rs were Vain : Onely two Swords , which carved Ivory Ensheath'd , they took . Now therefore chearfully My Palace enter ; and since , hither now The Libyan General my Fortune , through The Seas , hath brought , consider what I say With Candid Thoughts : and Thou ( whom all obey At Carthage ) Hasdrubal thine Ears to me , And Senses turn . What Storms , through Italy , Of Arms , like Torrents , run , and spread the Fears Of Ruin through the Land ? And how ten years , Sometimes Sicanian Earth , sometimes thy Shore ( Iberus ) hath been drunk with Tyrian Gore ; To all is known : Now , therefore , let the War Be lay'd aside , and joyntly Arms forbare ; Be Thou content with Italy , and Thou In Libya to contain thy Self . And now , If to a League of Amity you please To turn , no mean Procurer of your Peace Will Syphax be . As more he would have said , Scipio , no suff'ring Him , before him lay'd The Customs of his Country , and the Will O' th' Senate : shew'd him , that the Fathers still Determin'd such Affairs : wish'd him to lay All Hopes of that Design aside . Thus they , In arguing , the Day remaining spent , And then unto their Cups , and Viands , went . The Banquet ended , ev'ry Man repairs To Rest , and the hard Fetters of his Cares Throws off to Night . But , when the Morn gave Birth To a new-Day , by her first Beams on Earth , And Sol His Horses from their Stable drew Unto their Yoak ; Himself , not mounted to His Seat , but onely , with his early Rays , Then breaking forth , enchac'd th' Eöan Seas : Scipio leaps from his Bed , and , with a fair Aspect , to Syphax Lodgings doth repair . He ( as the Custom of his Country ) bred Young Lions up ; which lost , so Tamely fed , Their Native Rage , and , at that very Time Their Yellow-Necks , and Mains , while they with Him Were Wanton , strok'd , and handled , without Fear , Their dreadful Jaws . But , when he came to hear , That Scipio was at Hand , he strait puts on His Robe : and Royal Ensigns of his Throne , In his Left Hand , assumes . White Fillets ty'd About his Temples , and to his left Side A Sword ( as was their Custom ) girt : He strait Invites him in ; where privately they sate , The Scepter'd King , and the Ausonian Guest , In equal State . when Scipio thus exprest His Minde . It was my First , and Chiefest Care , So soon as the Pyrenean Nations were Subdu'd by Me , into thy Land to haste ( Most mighty Syphax ) nor ( which I have past ) Could me the cruel Seas , between , retard . Now , what I shall demand is neither Hard , Nor yet Dishonourable to thy Throne : With the Ausonians let thy Heart be one ; A firm Ally to their Successes be : Not the Massylian Nations can Thee , Nor Territories stretch'd to Dang'rous Sands , Nor Pow'r of thy great Ancestours in Lands Of vast Extent , more Glory yield , then will The Romane Valour , still Invincible In Faith , and Honour of the Latine Name . For ( not to mention more ) none , that can claim Equality with the Immortal Gods , Over the Dardan Arms can compass Odds. The King this hearing , with a chearful Face , Seems to assent , and , with a strict Embrace , Let Us confirm this happy Omen ( cries ) And our joynt Vows propitious Deities Assist ! Both Horned , and Tarpeian Iove , Let us invoke . With that , they forward move To Sacred Altars , built of Turfs of Grass , Where ready for the Ax the Victim was . When suddenly the Bull the Altar flies , Leaps from the broken Cords , and with loud Cries Fills the whole Temple , and , his dismal Note Ingeminating ( from his bellowing Throat ) Through all the trembling Palace Terrour spreads . Then strait the Fillet , that adorn'd the Heads Of his great Ancestours , without the Touch Of any , falls from the King's Temples . Such Sad Signs by Heav'n of his declining State Were giv'n , and heavy Omens of his Fate . This done : returning to the Port again , Scipio , with prosp'rous Gales , arrives in Spain . The greedy Nations met . Pyrene sent Her sev'ral People : all in Complement Salute , and call him King , which the Supreme Honour of Virtue was , in their Esteem . But with a milde Aspect their Offers were By Him rejected , and He did declar● His Country's Customs , and ( which well-became A Noble Romane ) that the very Name Of Kings was Odious at Rome . Again Turn'd to that onely Care , that did remain ( No Enemy now left ) the Latine Bands , With those , which Baetis , and which Tagus Sands Enrich , he convocates , and to them thus , 'Midst the Assemblies , speaks . Since Heav'n hath Us So bless'd , that , from the farthest Part of all The World thrown out , the Libyan should fall ; Or in these Plains ; or , from th' Hesperian Lands Exil'd , should fly to see his Native Sands . I now the Fun'rals of my Friends desire To celebrate , and Peace , which they require , To dearest Shades to give . Consent ( I pray ) With Me in this , and list to what I say . When the seventh Sun again the Skies shall gild , Whoer'e in Arms , or in the Sword is skill'd ; Or can with Art the Chariot drive ; or by Swiftness of Foot hopes Conquest ; or le ts fly Darts , that impell the Windes : let such appear , And for the Crown contend with Honour here . I Rewards worthy , of the choice of all The Tyrian Spoils , will give . No Person shall Depart without Reward . Thus with Desires Of Gifts , and Praises , he the Vulgar fires . And now the Day arriv'd , when all the Plain With the vast Concourse sounds , and with a Train Well order'd , the pretended Obsequies Scipio , with Tears Obortive in his Eyes , Leads on . All Soldiers of the Latine Name , And all th' Iberian , with their Off'rings came , And threw them on the flaming Pyles : while He Goblets of Sacred Milk , and Bowls , that be With blushing Bacchus fill'd , devoutly pours , And strews the Altars or'e with flagrant Flow'rs . Then the excited Shades he invocates With Tears , their Praises sings , and venerates Their glorious Acts. This done : from thence he goes Into the Cirque , where first he doth propose The rapid Race of Steeds , and doth Commence The Sport . The wav'ring People in the Sense , And Rage of Fav'ring Sides ( the Bars not yet Thrown open ) Fluctuate to and fro , and fret , Like murm'ring Seas , and still their Eyes confine T' observe the Horses stand . Soon as the Sign Was giv'n , the Bars resound , and to the Skies ( Scarce the first Hoof appearing ) Clamours rise , With dreadful Noise : while prone , and eager all As those that run , they to the Chariots bawl , And Steeds . The Cirque with their Contention shakes , And Heat in some , from others Courage takes . Exhorting they drive on , and , clam'ring loud , Their Horses guide , and then a Yellow Cloud Mounts , from the sandy Tract , into the Air , Obscuring , with its Darkness , ev'ry where The Horses Way , and Drivers Pains . Here one Rails at his Head-strong Steed : and this upon The Master . Some the Country's Favour ; some The antient Stable's Name , from whence they come , Inflames ; and some with Hopes tormented are Of the Young Steeds , that Harness newly bear . Some with old Age are pleas'd , and praise the Steed , Known for long Years . Starting , with rapid Speed , Callâick Lampon , through the Air , before The rest , flies out , and runs , insulting or'e , Much Ground , and leaves the Windes behinde . They Shout , And with Applause grow hot ; nor seem to doubt , That , with the Start , h 'ad gain'd the better part Of his Desires . But such , as in the Art , And Knowledg of the Race more Skillful were , Against their Clamour , at the first , declare , And at great Distance blam'd , with vain Complaint , His ill-spent Pains , which made his Horses faint . Oh! whither , rashly , Cyrnus ( for 't was He That drove the Chariot ) whither dost thou flee ? Forbear the Whip , take up the Reins , alass ! His Ears are Deaf , and He doth forward pass , Still of his Steeds secure ; nor thinks upon The space of Ground , that yet remain'd to run . At Distance from the foremost , but the space Of 's Chariot length , the next Panchates was . Asturian born ; his Sire 's White Ensign bright Upon his Forehead shin'd , his Feet all White Alike , his Mettle very great , not Tall His Members , and his Bodie 's Grace but small : But then He Wings assum'd , and , with Disdain Of Reins , runs on , with Fury , through the Plain . You 'd think his Limbs grew Greater , he more High . His Spanish Guide shin'd in Cinyphian Dye . The third , that equal with Pelorus run Afront , was Caucasus ; most fierce , and One , That scorn'd on 's flatter'd Neck the Hand 's applause : But , foaming , lov'd to champ with Bloody Jaws Upon the Bit. But , easier to obey The Reins , Pelorus never from the Way The running Chariot , deviating , drew , And in the Tract went on directly to The Mark. His Crest was deep , and , to and fro , Upon his Neck an Ample Main did flow . No Sire he had : Him Harpe , when anew In the Vectonian Meades the Zephyrs blew , Brought forth . This Chariot gallant Durius in The Race urg'd on . On Atlas , who had been His Master long , did Caucasus rely . Him thither then Aetolian Tyde ( by Tydides built ) had sent , and thought indeed , That his Descent was from that Trojan Breed Of Steeds , which from (k) (k) In this the Poet discovers the Care of the Antients in preserving a Race of good Horses , such as were those so celebrated of old , taken by Diomed from Aeneas , at the Siege of Troy . After which , Diomed raising several Colonies , and building several Cities , was not onely renowned with Posterity , but in some Places adored , and among the Venetians had a White Horse Sacrificed to him . See Strabo , Geogr. Book the fifth . Aeneas Diomed Near Simois took , and home with Conquest led . Now , as almost amidst the Race they drive , In Space enlarg'd , Panchates , fierce , doth strive T' or'etake the foremost Horses , and to tend Yet higher , and behinde seems to ascend The Chariot , that before him went ; while He , Striking on the Callâick Axle-tree , Shakes it with his Forefeet . But , though the last , Old Atlas , tow'rds the Goal , as nimbly past , As Durius . You might think they Peaceful were ; So equally their Fronts , and Reins they bear : But , when th' Iberian , who then next him went , Perceiv'd , that the Callâick's Strength was spent , Nor , as before , the headlong Chariot leap'd , But with continual Violence , and Whip'd , The smoaking Steeds went on . As , from high Hills , A sudden Storm the lower Vallies fills , Stretch'd to his Horses Necks , and hanging or'e Their Heads , Panchates , that he should no more Delay , but bear his Reins with good Success , H' excites , and , lashing on , doth this express . While thou contend'st , shall an Asturian gain The Prize ? Stir up ; fly nimbly through the Plain . For Lampon , who , as wing'd , but lately went , In 's panting Breast declines : his Breath is spent ; Nor , gaping , hath enough to bear him to The Mark. Thus having said , the Horse anew Himself collects , as if he newly then Had started from the Barriers , and began The Race , and Cyrnus striving , as he pass'd , To cross , or equal him , behinde him cast . Heav'n , and the Cirque , with the Spectatours Cries , Murmurs , while through the Air Panchates flies , And raising his Triumphant Neck more strong , And High , his Fellows ( foremost ) draws along . Atlas , and Durius , in the Rear , their Arts In Wheeling try . This to the Left converts His Reins , the other to the Right doth bend , And strives to pass : and both , in vain , contend Each other to deceive ; till , on his Strength Of Youth relying , Durius turn'd , at length , His Reins , and headlong drives his Chariot on , Cross Atlas Axle-tree ; which overthrown , He , weak with Age , complaining justly , cries ; Whither dost go ? or what mad Way is this Of running Races ? both my Steeds , and Me To kill thou dost Endeavour . Thus while he Exclaims , the Ax-tree broke , upon his Face He falls , and 's Steeds , now drawing sev'ral Ways , Run headlong through the Champagne ( Sad to see ! ) While , in the open Plain , with Victory , The Reins unto his Friends Pelorus heaves , And shakes , and 'midst the Sand , behinde him , leaves Atlas , endeav'ring there to rise . Nor far Had he to equal Cyrnus weary Carr. Past whom ( learning too late to guide his Steeds , And marching slow ) with nimble Wheels he speeds . His Friends with Shouts , and Cries , his Chariot make To go more Swift . And now upon the Back , And Shoulders o' th' Iberian Charioter His mouth the Horse had lay'd ; who , full of Fear , By the strong Vapour of his Breath , and Foam , Soon feels his Back oppress'd , and Warm become : While Durius ply'd the Race , and lash'd amain His Horses on , nor seems to strive in vain , On the Right-hand , to reach the Steeds before , And equall'd them ; and , then transported more With so great Hopes , cries out . Pelorus now , That Zephyrus was thy Sire , 't is time to show : And let them learn , that can the Pedegree Of Steeds , by Name , derive , how much in Thee A Breed Divine excels . A Conqu'rour , Thou Shalt Altars raise , and Off'rings shalt bestow Upon thy Sire . And if , as this he said , Through joyful Fear he had not been betrai'd , By his too great Success , and letting fall His Whip , perhaps to Zephyrus he all His Vows had pay'd , and Altars rais'd . But then , As if h 'ad gain'd the Crown , and it agen Had tumbled from his Head , Unfortunate , His Anger turning on himself , He strait Across his Breast his golden Garment rends , And dire Complaints , most sadly weeping , sends Up to the very Stars . And now no more ( His Lashing ceas'd ) the Chariot , as before , Obey'd his Hand : but on the Horses Backs , Insteed o' th' Whip , the Reins he , vainly , shakes . While , now secure of Praise , Panchates came Up to the Goal , and the first Prize did claim . The Winde with his large Main , which Nature lay'd Over his Neck , and Shoulders , gently play'd : While , snatching up his subtile Limbs , about He praunc'd , and triumph'd with a mighty Shout . An Ax , in solid Silver carv'd , to all , Alike , was giv'n . The rest the General , Distinguishing with sev'ral Honours , gave . The First a nimble Courser did receive , Which the Massylian King a Present made , Of high Esteem . The next in Merit had Two Golden Cups , o' th' Tyrian Spoils ( which there In Plenty lay ) and , rough with Yellow-Hair , A Lion's Skin , and ( with like Dread exprest ) A Tyrian Helmet , with an horrid Crest . The Third in Honour , in Reward the last , Was Atlas ; who , though from the Chariot cast , ( Pitying the sad Misfortune of his Fall , And his Decrepit Age ) the General Presented , and , in 's Prime of Age , a Slave , And Bonnet , of his Country's Fashion , gave . This done , the General the Race proclaims A Foot , and Hearts with Prizes fix'd inflames . To th' first a Cask , which , late , upon the Head Of Hasdrubal , did Pannick Terrour spread Through all th' Iberian Bands . To him whose Speed . Next Merited , a Sword there was Decreed , Which from Hyempsal slain his Father took . And to the Third , a Bull. The rest forsook The Cirque : each Man well-pleas'd , and Proud , that they Two Darts of Native Metal bore away . Then Hesp'ros , and Tartessos , Lovely Boys , At once appear with the propitious Voice Of all the Cirque . Of Tyrian Blood , they came From Gades . Next ( to whom the River's Name By Corduba (l) (l) Cordua , Situate on the River Baetis . was giv'n , when yet a Childe ) In that great Contest , Baeticus was fill'd With joyfull Hopes . And then , with Yellow-Hair , ( But with a Skin , whose Whiteness might compare With Snow ) did Eurythus with Clamours fill The Lists . He , bred upon her lofty Hill , Was thither sent by Setabis , and there , With trembling Piety , his Parents were . Then Lamus , and then Sicoris ( thy Brood , Warlike Ilerda ) and that drinks the Flood , Which , under Lethe's Name , with Silence laves The hollow Banks with its forgetful Waves , Theron appears . And , when they all upon Their Feet stood ready , and with Bodies prone , And panting Hearts , with Heat of Praise elate , Receiv'd Signal by the Trumpet : strait , Starting through Air , as swift as Arrows , by Extended Nerves enforc'd , away they fly . And now the Shouts , and Parties divers are : The Fav'rours by their Fingers hang , and , where Each Man affects , by Name their Friends excite ; While the fair Troop speeds through the Plain , so light , Their Feet leave no Impression on the Sand. All in their Prime ; in Face all Comely ; and All swift of Foot ; all Worthy to Or'ecome . Now eager Eurythus the foremost , from The middle Tract , advanc'd ; yet foremost past But a short Space : when Hesperos as fast Came up , and press'd upon his Heels , while he Conceiv'd it was enough for him to be The Foremost . T'other it suffic'd he might Yet hope to get before . With that , more light Their Steps they gather , and with vig'rous Mindes Drive on their Bodies . While their Beauty findes Encrease from Labour . When with easy Pase Theron , who ran the last of all the Race , Finding his Strength sufficient for the Course , His Un-spent Vigour with a sudden Force Employs , and breaks into the Air , so fleet , You 'd think that Mercury with winged Feet Went his Ethereal Course . Now these , then those , ( The People all admiring ) He out-goes ; And lately last , now the Third Victour , press'd By his swift Steps , dost Hesperos infest . Nor whom he follows onely : but the Rings Prime Hope , ( advancing with such active Wings ) Amazeth Eurythus ; when , Fourth in place , Tartessos , vainly toiling ( if the Race The other three pursu'd , as they began ) With fiery Theron , that betwixt them ran His Brother press'd . Which Theron now no more Enduring rais'd Himself , and got before Enraged Hesperos . Then onely One Before him went . And now the Goal begun With nearer Incitations to enflame The vex'd behinde . When up they furious came , And all the Force , that either Toil , or Fear , Piercing into their Hearts , had left ( while there Could any thing be hop'd for , in a Space So short ) collect . The foremost Two the Race , With equal Speed pursue , and happily , The Prizes of a double Victory ( Coming together to the Mark ) had won With Merit , had not Hesperos ( who run Close behinde Theron , and through Anger made Most Cruel ) seiz'd upon his Hair ( display'd On 's Milky Neck ) and drawn him Back . While thus The Youth detain'd , Triumphing Eurythus , A joyful Victour , for the Prize appears , And the fair Present of an Helmet bears Away . Their fix'd Rewards the other found , And with green Wreaths their un-cut Tresses bound . Each had two Shafts with Native Metal steel'd . This done ; more cruel Conflicts stain the Field . The Sword 's drawn Hand to Hand , and a fair War They represent . Not such , as Guilty are , Nor vitious Men are to the Sword design'd : But such , whom Valour equall'd , and a Minde Inflam'd with Love of Praise . A perfect Face Of their past Labours , and of Mars his Race A worthy (m) (m) This Spectacl● , much more Memorable , then those , where the Guilty , and Condemned contended , was presented by two Spanish Princes , ( Brothers , by the Father ; named Orbis , and Orsua ) who , disputing for the Sovereignty of a City , were resolved to determine the Controversie at this Solemnity by the Sword : and though the Poet , in imitation of that samed Dispute , and Funeral of Eteocles , and Polynices , saith , they both dyed , yet Livy affirms the Elder ( Orbis ) overcame the Younger . Spectacle . Among these were Two Brothers , who ( what will not Princes dare To act ? what Crimes do Scepters want ? ) engage In a full Cirque ( while the whole Pit their Rage Condemns ) in single Combat for a Throne . 'T was a dire Custom in their Country , known Where Orphan Sons their Father's Royal Seat , With Hazard of their Lives , invade . Both meet With all the Fury , that a Mad Desire Of Rule affords , and both at once expire ; Bearing to Ghosts below ambitious Hearts , Glutted with Blood : and in their Inward parts With one joynt Thrust , their Swords , push'd on , are drown'd : And , adding railing Language to each Wound , Struggling , their angry Souls fly into Air. Nor could their Ghosts this Enmity forbare : For , when their Bodies were together brought Unto one Pyle ( as if they still had fought ) (n) (n) The Bodies of Eteocles , and Polynices , who contended for the Sovereignty of Thebes , both slain in one Battel , being thrown upon the Pyle , the Flames arising from them , divided themselves , as if their Souls had still maintained their Power over them . The Impious Flames ( 't is strange ) asunder fly , Nor would their Ashes there togetherly . The rest with sev'ral Gifts , as was their Share Of Courage , or of Force , rewarded are . Some Oxen , that , with Ploughs impress'd , could Till The Earth : Some Youths , 'mong Tyrian Spoils , with Skill Accustom'd to explore the Dens of Beasts : Some Silver Plate , with wealthy Robes , and Crests Rising on shining Helmets , bore away , The Spoils , and Trophies of the Libyan Prey . Then with the Dart they Honour sought ( the last Of these Circensian Games ) and strove to cast Beyond the Mark. Here , Neighbour to that Land , Where Tagus Pale becomes with golden Sand , Was Burnus , Famous for his long Descent , And Line : with Glagus , who the Windes out-went With his strong Arm. Aconteus too , whose Dart , In its most speedy Course , the nimblest Hart Ner'e miss'd . With them (o) (o) Indibilis was a petty , but Warlike King , of Spain ; who , after he had performed many notable Exploits against the Romanes , made Peace with Scipio : but soon , as he removed thence , rose again in Arms ; but was subdued , and slain by Scipio's Lieu-tenants . Indibilis , who long In War delighted , now esteem'd among Confederates of Rome : who often slew With his sure Shafts the towring Fowl , that flew Among the Clouds . And stout Ilerdes , who Could easily surprize the flying Doe . Burnus , who in the Mark first fix'd his Dart , Damum receiv'd ; a Maid , that mix'd with Art The milky Fleeces with Getulian Dye . But , who the next was Honour'd , and that nigh Unto the Mark a Shaft ▪ had thrown , with Joy , Ilerdes , for Reward , receiv'd a Boy . The third Palm brave Aconteus had , a Brace Of Dogs , that would the Boar with Mettle chace . But , when Applause , and Shouts these Honours had Approv'd : in Scarlet , Laelius , richly clad , And Younger Scipio , with a chearful Look , The Names , and Manes of the Dead invoke : Then , strait , their Jav'lins throw ; delighting so All Honour to their Sacred Dust to show , And add that Ceremony to the Games . At length , the (p) (p) Scipio . General ( whose Face proclaims His inward Joy , when he their Pious Hearts Rewarded had , with Gifts to their Deserts , And giv'n a Weighty Corslet , all of Gold , Unto his Brother , and a Pair of bold Asturian Steeds to Laelius ) rising , threw With Force his Conqu'ring Jav'lin , and , to shew The Shades were truely Honour'd , as it flies Amidst the Field ( 't is strange ) before their Eyes , Fix'd in the Earth , the Jav'lin stands , and strait With Leaves the lofty Boughs themselves dilate . But now its Shadow , wide , the growing Tree Extends : the Augurs all , with Prophecy , Command them on to greater Things to go , Which , by those Signs , the Deities foreshow . With this Presage , the Libyans all from Spain Repuls'd , to Latium he returns again ; His House , and Country both reveng'd , while Fame The Triumph leads . Nor other Cares inflame The Romane Breasts , then Libya to commit , And Sacred Fasces , to his Youth . But yet (q) (q) The Graver ●ort , and , particularly Fabius , either through Envy , or too much Caution , opposed Scipio in his design to invade Libya . See Livy . The Graver Sort , who fal'n in Courage , or Success had wanted in that dubious War , Opposing his Designs as Rash , with Fear Their Dangers magnifie : and , as he there , High in the Dignity (r) (r) His great Exploits in Spain had gained him not onely the Consulship , but the Favour of the People : so , that , notwithstanding the Power of Fabius Acilius , and others in the Senate , he obtained the Commission he desired . of Consul , pray'd Authority of Senate to invade , And ruin Carthage with his Arms ; this grave Reply , aloud , the Elder Fabius gave . I hope , I need not fear , that I , who am Loaden with Age , and Honour ; who in Fame , And Years abound , should by the Consul be Esteem'd a Person , that maliciously From his Just Praises would detract . My Name Is with sufficient Splendour rais'd by Fame . Nor wants what I have done , with such Success , New Praise . But , while I live , 't were Wickedness , To my dear Country to be wanting , or Conceal my Minde in Silence . You the War Intend to Libya to transferr . For We Now want an Enemy in Italy . Nor is 't enough , that we have Hannibal Subdu'd . What greater Honour can in all Eliza's Land be found ? but , if you are Spur'd on by Glory , what should you Debar To reap this Harvest ? Thee for Deeds at hand Fortune hath Fit , and Worthy made . Our Land Ev'n thirsts , to drink the Blood of Hannibal . Whither the War , or Ensigns do you call , Extinguish first the Flames of Italy . You plainly quit a weary Enemy , And , at that Instant , Rome must Naked stand . But , when you waste the Syrts , and barren Sand , Will not that horrid Plague , with Fury , move 'Gainst these known Walls ? invade Tarpeian Iove , Depriv'd of Arms , and Men ? Of how great Weight Is it , should you give Way , and leave the State To the Emerited ? and , when we are Struck with the Thunder of so great a War , Must We ( as Fulvius from proud Capua ) Thee From Libya's Coast recall ? Get Victory At Home , and Italy , that hath with Tears Deplor'd the Funerals of Fifteen Years , Absolve from cruel War ; then take your Way To remote Garamantians . You may Your Nasamonian Triumphs then design . But Italy , distress'd , must now Decline All such Attempts . Your Valiant Father ( He , That so much Honour to your Family Did add ) when , Consul , he was bound for Spain , Himself 'gainst Hannibal ( who then amain Descended from the Alps ) did first oppose , His Army all recall'd . From Conqu'ring Foes You ( Consul ) would retire ; that so you may From Us the Libyan withdraw . But , say , He will , secure , sit Quiet ; nor pursue You , and your Arms to Libya : will not You Condemn these blinde Resolves , when Rome shall be Surpriz'd ? Or else suppose , that , troubled , He Should turn his Ensigns , and your Fleet pursue ; He the same Hannibal will be , that You Entrench'd have seen before this Citie 's Wall This Fabius , and the like was urg'd by all The Elder sort . The Consul strait reply'd . By a joynt Death two Valiant Captains dy'd , When Spain , possess'd , embrac'd the Libyan Yoak . Not Fabius then , nor Any , that have spoke His Sense , afforded Aid . I know , 't is Truth , The War 's whole Fury I , when but a Youth Endur'd , and to the falling Shafts alone My Head expos'd , and drew all Dangers on My self . And then the Seniour Sort , and ev'n This Prophet murmur'd , that the War was giv'n Unto a Boy , and blam'd Our rash Design . But I all Praises to the Pow'rs Divine ( By whom a Trojan People we remain ) With Thanks return . That very Boy , those vain , And Childish Years , that Scipio , who was then Unripe for Arms , to You , un-hurt , agen Hath giv'n all Spain ; the Libyans thence by Force Repuls'd , and , following the farthest Course Of Sol to Atlas Bounds , the Libyan Name Expell'd from the Hesperian Orb ; nor came With his Victorious Ensigns Home , before He Phoebus saw , upon the Romane Shore , Loosing his Flaming Chariot , near the Main . The same to you did foreign Kings regain . And Carthage now remains , the last of all My Toils . This Iove declares . See! Hannibal Old Age now shakes , or fainting Fears doth frame ; Lest to our Ruins , of such Length , my Name A Period should produce . My Valour I Have surely try'd , and Strength , augmented by My Prime of Years . Then seek not to delay : But rather suffer , that this Lot I may Pursue . This the Immortal Gods for Me Have kept , to wipe away the Infamy Of former Woes . It is a fair Renown , For Wary Fabius not to be or'ethrown : And the Delayer hath effected all For Us by sitting still . But (s) (s) Hannibal's Brother . Hasdrubal , Mago , nor Hanno , nor yet (t) (t) Another Hasdrubal . Giscon's Son Had turn'd their Backs , if we the like had done : Or , Idle , close entrench'd , spun out the War . Could a Sidonian Boy , who scarce did bear The Down of Youth upon his Cheeks , invade Laurentine People ? Walls approach , were made By Trojan Hands ? and drink the Sacred Stream Of Yellow Tyber ? and in Latium seem , By a long War , to share ? and shall We stand Thus backward to transport to Libya's Land Our Ensigns ? and the Tyrian Tow'rs destroy ? Their Coasts , secure of Danger , openly , And all the Land a rich Tranquillity Enjoys . At length let Carthage ( wont to be A Terrour ) learn to Fear , and understand , That , though from Hannibal th' Oenotrian Land As yet 's not free , we want not Arms. Ev'n I This Man , that hath , so long , in Italy ( Till He 's grown old through cautious Counsels ) stood , That hath three (u) (u) Fifteen Years . Lustra , largely , shed our Blood , Him , fearing Cruel things , and trembling , I Back to his Country , that in Flames shall ly , Will turn . The Shameful Marks of Tyrian Hands Shall Rome view on her Walls : while Carthage stands Free , and secure , and hears our Misery , And wars with open Gates ? The Enemy May batter then with their Sidonian Rams Our Tow'rs again , if first in Romane Flames They hear not that their Country's Temples fall . The Fathers , by this Language , and the Call Of Fate inflam'd , to what the Consul said , At the same Time , assent ; and , when they 'd pray'd , That it to Italy might happy prove , Permit the War to Libya to remove . The End of the Sixteenth Book .
Patria invehitur sublimi tecta Triumpho Ipse astans curru , atque auro ▪ decoratus , e●ostro● Martia praebebat spectanda Quiritibus ora

Honoratissimo Viro EDVARDO MANSEL Baronetto de Comitatu Glamorgen Tabula observantis D.D.D.

SILIUS ITALICUS OF The Second Punick VVar. The Seventeenth Book .
THE ARGUMENT . From Phrigia Cybele's brought to Rome With Sacred Rites . Chast Claudia doth presume ( To vindicate her self ) to draw alone The standing Ship , by which her Virtue 's known . From Sicily the Consul Scipio sails To Libya , where his Army still prevails . Syphax , and Hasdrubal ( their Camps in one For Battell joyn'd ) by Scipio overthrown , Syphax is Captive made ; a Pannick Dread , From that great Overthrow , through Africk spread . The Carthaginians call , to their Relief , The General from Italy . His Grief Exprest at his Return . The Armies fight , And Hannibal by Scipio's put to flight . Carthage , at length , receiveth Laws from Rome . Great Scipio returns , in Triumph , Home . THE Sibyl's antient Oracles foreshow ; That then th' Ausonian Land the Forrain Fo Should quit , when from Her Phrygian Seat , to Rome , Cybelè ( Mother of the Gods ) should come To be ador'd : and that the Deity , Arriving , should by Him received be , That should , selected from among the rest Of all the Senate , be esteemed Best Then living in the Present Age. A Name , Better then Triumphs , and of greater Fame . And now the thing arriv'd , which they had sought : Cybelè , in a Latian Ship , was brought . When (a) (a)

This Scipio , surnamed Nasica , was the Son of that Scipio , who was slain with the Father of Africanus , in Spain . A Person most eminent for his singular Virtues , particularly so free from Ambition , and Avarice ; that , when his Souldiers would have given him the Title of Emperour , and the Senate decreed to him a Triumph for his Victories in Dalmatia , he refused both and , when he dyed , the Wealth he left behinde him , was not enough to bury him . For these , and many other Excellent Qualities , he was judged the fittest Person to fulfill the Oracle of the Sybil , viz. Mater abest : Matrem jubeo , Romane , requiras ; Cum veniet , casta est accipienda manu . The absent Mother , Rome , I thee command To seek ; Receive her with the chastest Hand . She was brought from Pessinus , a Town in Phrygia , where She had a stately Temple of White Marble .

Scipio , fearless ( while the Senate all Gave way ) was ready to obey the Call , To meet th' appointed Rites . The Son was He O' th' General 's Uncle , Chosen then to be The Chief Commander in the Africk Wars : Illustrious in his many Ancestours . When , farr at Sea , the Deity this Youth Devoutly had receiv'd , and to the Mouth Of Thuscan Tyber brought : the Vessel , strait , A female Band succeeds , and , with it s Fraight , The lofty Gally through the River drew With fast'ned Cords . Then , round about them , through The Air , the hollow Sounds of tinkling Brass , With the harsh Timbrel's Noise contending , pass : And dancing Satyres , which inhabit where (b) (b) Chast , from the Goddess , Cybele , whose Rites were there most solemnly performed . Chast Dindymus two lofty Hills appear , And use in the Dictaean Caves to Sport , And unto Ide , and silent Woods resort . Amidst this Noise , the Sacred Vessel , known By Chearful Shouts , refusing to go on , Retracts the Ropes , and , on a sudden , stood Immoveable , and fix'd within the Flood . With that , the Priest ( as in the Ship he stands ) Exclaims ; Forbear , with your Polluted Hands , To touch the Cords , and , I advise you , farr From hence , Oh! farr depart , whoever are Prophane , nor in this Chaster Labour joyn ; While it sufficeth , that the Pow'r Divine Gives this Advise : but , if there any be , That in her chaster Minde excells , if She Be Conscious to her self , Her Bodie 's Pure , Her Hand alone this Pious Task , secure , May undertake . Here (c) (c) Claudia was of the Sabine Patrician Family , which first incorporated themselves with the Romanes . She was a Vestal Virgin ; and , suspected of Incontinency , made this Miracle the Test of Her Chastity ; and was ever after Honoured , as the most Virtuous Matron of her Time . Claudia , who her Name From th' antient Clausi drew , by common Fame Traduc'd , unto the Ship her Hands , and Eyes Converting , said ; Mother of Deities , Thou Powr Divine , who didst for Us give Birth To all the Gods , whose Off-spring Heav'n , and Earth , The Seas , and Shades below , do rule by (d) (d) The Lot between Iupiter , Neptune , and Pluto ; by which each of them received his Empire . Lot . If this my Body be without a Spot , Great Goddess be my Witness ! and let Me By this thy easy Bark absolved be . Thus having said ; the Cable , free from Fear , She seiz'd , and , suddenly , they seem to hear The Lion's Murmur , and a Sound more Grave , Untouch'd by any Hand , the Timbrels gave . The Ship advanc'd so fast , you 'd think the Winde Had forc'd it on , and Claudia's left behinde , Though 'gainst the Stream it ran . And Hopes , that far All else exceed , chear up their Hearts : the War And all their Fears , at length , shall ended be . For active Scipio , leaving Sicily , Hid with his winged Ships the spatious Seas : But , with an off'red Bull , did first appease The God , on whose blew Waves the Entrails swum . Then Thunder-bearing Birds , descending from The Gods Abodes , through the clear Air , in view , Begin to lead the Navy , and to shew Their Course by Sea . A Joyful Augury Their Cries afford ; and , as they foreward fly Under a liquid Cloud , the Ships pursue As far as they could keep them in their View ; And the Perfidious Coast of Cadmus Land Attain . Nor yet did Africk Idle stand ; But , since so great a Storm upon her came , A dreadful Pow'r under a mighty Name , Against their Fury had prepar'd to bring The Arms , and Force of the (e) (e) Of Syphax . See the Continuation , Book the First . Massylian King . Libya's sole Hope , and Latium's onely Fear , Syphax , the Fields , and Valleys , ev'ry where , And Shores had fill'd with Nomades , that scorn Their nimble Steeds with Trappings to adorn ; Who with their singing Shafts , that , as they flie Through Air , like Clouds , surcharg'd , obscure the Skie . Of the Right-Hand , which he had giv'n before , And League , that He upon the Altar swore , Unmindeful ; Rites of Hospitality , And Feasts , that what was done could Testifie His Faith , and Trust , chang'd by an Impious Flame Of Love , He had infring'd , and 's Crown became The purchase of his Bed . Great Hasdrubal A Virgin Daughter had , Esteem'd by all As Beautiful , as her Descent was fam'd , She taken to his Bed , as if inflam'd With his first Nuptial Taper , suddenly , His Forces all to Carthage turn'd . The (f) (f) Of this League see above in the Sixteenth Book . Ty Of Amity with Rome He violates , And to the Fo his Dotal Arms translates . But Scipio , careful to advise the King , Bids him be Faithful to observe the thing , That he had Sworn , and not to violate The Laws of Peace , but firmly to his State , And Kingdom stand . To call the Gods to Minde , And Deeds , that Hospitality did binde . That farr his Nuptials , farr his Tyrian Bride Would be 'mong Romane Arms , if He deny'd What they demanded , he should quickly finde , That weak Obedience of too soft , and kinde A Husband , and his Bed's so ardent Heats Should stand in Blood . Thus , intermixing Threats , Scipio advis'd the King , whose (g) (g) Sopho●isbae . Wife before Had stop'd his Ears . And , when Advice no more Took place , He summons all his Swords agen , Attesting the Chast Altars of the then - Polluted League , and in the War proceeds With various Arts. With Huts of slender Reeds , And Fenny Flags , such as the Rustick Moor Selects to thatch his Homely Cottage or'e , The Libyan Camp was fill●d . This he assail'd By Stealth , and secret Flames with Targets vail'd , Scatter'd in Dead of Night , which , as they run Diffus'd ( like a Contagion ) and begun With mighty Noise , through th' Unctuous Food their Way To make , through all the Air their Light display , And by their active Heat the Rafters fall . The Hostile Mischeif , like a Storm , through all The Camp goes on , and on the arid Reeds , With frequent Cracks , devouring Vulcan feeds . Sad burnings in all Quarters rise , and some , Before they could perceiv 't , excited from Their Sleep , are seiz'd by Fire , and , as for Aid , In vain , they call , their Faces Flames invade . The Lemnian God appears in ev'ry Place A Conquerour , and in his dire Embrace Destroys both Arms , and Men. The Plague swells High And through the Clouds the half-burnt Camp doth fly , In glowing Ashes : Then , with dismal Sounds , And a prodigious Leap , the Fire surrounds (h) (h) The Assault of the Romanes , setting the Huts of the Numidians Camp on Fire , was so sudden ; that Syphax fled , Naked , out of his Bed , and very hardly escaped their Hands , after which , he joyned his Camp with the Carthaginians . The King's Pavilion , and had sadly there Devour'd the Man , had not his Guards , through Fear Of Danger , ( while amaz'd He much enquir'd ) Him from his Sleep , and Bed , by Force , retir'd . But , when , within one Camp , the Tyrian , and Syphax their Strength had joyn'd , and through the Land Call'd thither , all in Arms , the Youth , agen , The Wounds of that sad Night had eased : then Shame , Anger , and ( a third pernicious Fire ) His Wife into his Minde new Rage inspire . And now , He , threatning , storms , his Face should be Blasted by burning of his Camp : that He Should , Naked , hardly scape the Fo by Flight , Amidst his trembling Troops . But in the Light , In clearer Day , and less perfidious View Of Heav'n , no mortal Syphax could subdue . Thus Foolishly he rants : while Fate his Pride , And Breath concluding , would no more abide ; But cuts the Thread of this vain swelling Tongue : For soon , as He ( like Floods , that draw along Whole Groves , and Rocks , and like swift Torrents , go Through devious Ways , and all the Banks o'reflow With foaming Waves ) leap'd from his Camp , He prest His furious Courser on , before the rest And bids his Troops advance . The other Side ( A noble , sober Army ) when they spy'd The King far off , snatch'd up their Arms , and strait March on , and singly with themselves debate . See there : See how this proud Massylian King , Insulting , at his Army's Head , doth bring Them on , and for the Combat calls . Oh! may This my Right-hand that Honour gain to Day . The Sacred Altars of the Gods he hath Defil'd , and hath infring'd his League , and Faith , With our chast General . Oh! may it be Sufficient ( Gods ) that once , already , He From his burnt-Camp escap'd ! This in their Hearts Resolv'd , they all , contending , lance their Darts . In the Fire-breathing Nostrils of his Steed , A Jav'lin , that surpass'd the rest in Speed , Was fix'd : By which the Beast erected stood , And with his bounding Heels ( his Jaws with Blood Or'eflowing ) beat the Air ; then backward to The Ground he fell , and , with a Spear pierc'd through , As ev'ry Way he toss'd his Limbs , betrai'd His Rider to the Fo: who Him invade , As He , in vain , endeavour'd from the Ground To rise , and fly ; and , drawing from the Wound The Weapon , seize Him . Then the Shame of Chains , And Gyves , they add ; while He to all remains A great Example , never to rely Upon Prosperity . And now , they ty In Manacles his Scepter-bearing Hands : And He , that , lately , saw so many Lands Beneath his Feet : that Scepters , and the Sea , That to the Ocean's bounds extended lay , Under his Nod beheld , thrown from the Head Of all his Kingdoms , is in Triumph led . His Strength thus overthrown , the Libyans are Cut off : while hated by the God of War . And known for frequent Flight , ( that Enterprize Condemn'd ) with Speed , the Tyrian Captain flies . (i) (i) After this overthrow , there was nothing left to relieve Carthage , but the Army under Hannibal , in Italy , whither they immediately sent to recall him . Carthage on one sole Man ( her Members all Thus ruin'd ) now rely'd . And Hannibal , Ev'n with his absent Name , the Frame sustain'd Falling with so great Noise : now , what remain'd Was , that ev'n Fainting , and distress'd for Aid , They should invite him Home . To this , affraid , They all assent , when they perceiv'd , they were Forsaken by the Gods . And strait they are Dispatch'd , who with the Ship , the Briny Main Might pass with Speed , to call him Home again , And with the Senate's Mandate thus advise . Haste Hannibal ; lest , through Delay , thine Eyes Carthage in Ruins see . Oh! be not slow T' assist thy falling Country , and the Fo From these our Walls repell . Thus charg'd , away They sail'd , and , on the fourth ensuing Day , The Ve●sel brought them to th' Italian Shore ; Where cruel Dreams the General 's Minde full sore Disturb'd . For as by Night , opprest with Care , He slept , Flaminius , Gracchus , Paulus : there , Seem'd with their naked Swords t' assault him , and Together drive him from th' Ausonian Land . With these , of dreadful Ghosts , an Army : all That did at Thrasimen , and Cannae fall , Appear to chace him to the Sea . While He Endeavour'd to the well-known Alps to flee . Then Italy embracing in his Arms , To it he stuck , untill Prodigious Storms Forc'd him to Sea , and in a Tempest sent Him Home again . Thus deep in Discontent , And with his Dreams perplex'd , to him they came , And their Instructions , in the Senate's Name , With the great Danger of the State declare . How the Massylian Forces routed were ; Their Prince , his Captive Neck , with Chains oppress'd Kept (k) (k) See the Continuation , Book the First . a new Pomp for Iove : and , how distress'd Carthage , by Hasdrubal's not single Flight , Was shaken , and how they , in dead of Night , ( Sad to relate ) had seen both Camps ( conjoyn'd ) Afire , while th' impious Flames through Africk shin'd . And that the furious Youth ( while Hannibal Still kept the Brutian Coast ) then threatned all With Fire to Ruin : That the Fall drew nigh Of Carthage . To what Country should they fly ? And his great Deeds ( what Slaughters he had made In Italy ) relate ? When this they 'd said , And all their Woes , and Fears had laid before His Eyes ; they wept , and his Right-Hand adore , Like some great God . He , with a stern Aspect Fix'd on the Ground , hears all , and doth reflect With Silence on their Words , and weighs with Care , If Carthage of so great a Value were . At length , He thus reply'd : Oh Envy ! Thou Dire Fo to Man , who never wilt allow Encrease to things , or , that great Praise should grow Unto a greater Height . Not long ago I level with the Ground could Rome , subdu'd , Have lay'd , and Captive into Servitude Have led the Nation , and on Italy Our Laws impos'd . But , while at Home to Me ( Their General ) they Pay , and Arms deny ; Nor my Troops , wasted with Success , supply With fresh Recruits ; and Hanno thinks it good My Cohorts to defraud of Corn , and Food : All Africk is on Fire , and Romane Spears Push at Cadmeian Gates . Now , it appears , That Hannibal's his Country's Glory , and Her sole Support : and now , in this Right-Hand Ly all your Hopes . Well , Homeward turn , with Speed , Our Ensigns , as the Senate hath decreed . I both my Country's Walls , and ( Hanno ) Thee Together will preserve . All this when He Had thunder'd out , strait from the Shore to Sea He lanc'd his Fleet , and (l) (l) When Hannibal was at Sea ( saith Livy ) he often looked back towards Italy ; accusing both the Gods , and Men , for reducing his great Designs to that Necessity . Sighing sail'd away . None durst their Backs , as they put off , invade , Or Him recal . Heav'n seeming to perswade , He should , of 's own accord , thus haste away , And Italy , at length , be freed : they pray For Windes , and think it is enough agen To see the Coast so freed of Foes . As , when Auster doth his impetuous Blasts restrain , And , by retiring , calms the foaming Main , The Sea-man then , not Prodigal of Pray'rs , Desireth not so much as gentle Airs ; Content , that Notus should intirely cease , And by the Sea 's smooth Course esteems his Peace . The Tyrian Soldiers , all , their Faces bent Towards the Main . But Hannibal , intent , With fixed Eyes , held Italy in view , While silent Tears , with frequent Sighs , bedew His Cheeks ; as if he had been driven from His Country , and had left his dearest Home , Forc'd to some Desert Lands . But when , with Sails Tack'd close , the Ships made Way with swifter Gales , And by Degrees , the Hills began to draw Their Summits down , that now He neither saw Hesperian Mountains , nor the Daunian Coast : Thus , fretting with himself ; What have I lost My Sense , unworthy to return ( said He ) Ev'n thus , when ever I from Italy Withdraw my self : in Flames first Carthage all Should perish , and the Name of Dido Fall . Was I not Mad , when , after Cannae's Field , From the Tarpeian Temples I withheld My burning Weapons , nor the Thunderer Dragg'd from his Throne , through the sev'n Hills , from War Now free ? my Flames might have scatter'd then , And on that haughty Nation brought agen Troy's Ruins , and their Grand-sires Fate . But , why Should this Afflict me ? Who forbids , that I Should now invade them with my Sword , and go Directly to their Walls ? It shall be so : And , through those very Lines returning , where I once encamped lay , I will repair To Anyo's Waters , by a Way to Me Well-known . Then turn your Prows for Italy , And tack-about the Fleet ; I 'le make , that Rome , Besieg'd , shall call again her Scipio Home . But , when the God of Seas perceiv'd , he burn'd With so great Rage , and that they now had turn'd , Towards the Shore again , their shining Prows , ●●rait , shaking his Coerulean Head , he throws ●●ves from the Bottom , and the swelling Main ●●●rudes beyond its Bounds . Then Windes , and Rain , With black Aeolian Storms , from Rocks arise , And cover from their Sight , with Clouds , the Skies . Then , with his Trident , moving all the Sea , Blew Tethys from the Rising of the Day , And Fall , he drives , and the whole Ocean's Face Distracts . The foaming Billows rise apace , And make the Rocks to snake , on which they beat . First Auster , from his Nasamonian Seat , Leaps for●h , from the loose Sands the Water flings , And leaves them bare . Him , on his gloomy Wings , Fierce Boreas , bearing high a broken Sea , Pursues . Then thund'ring , in another Way , With adverse Blasts , Cloud-raising Eurus rowls Part of the Ocean on : the cracking Poles Bellow aloud ; while frequent Lightning flies , As if upon the Fleet the angry Skies Would fall . The rage of Windes , and Lightning , Rain , And Waves consent , and Darkness on the Main Imposeth Night . Now , coming from a Rock A furious Whirl-winde , rais'd by Notus , struck The Yards , and whistling Dreadfully among The Shrouds , a Billow , like a Mountain , flung Against the General 's pale-Face . His Eyes He turning to the Sea , and to the Skies , Exclaims ; O Happy Brother , Hasdrubal , And to the Gods made equal , in thy Fall ! Thy valiant Hand in Fight did thee afford A noble Death , Fate did to thee accord , That with thy Teeth , at least , on Italy Thou dying might'st lay-hold . But unto Me , In Cannae's Field , where noble Paulus dy'd , And those renowned Souls , Death was deny'd , Nor , when I would have fir'd the Capitol , Could I by Iove's Tarpeian Thunder Fall . While thus he moans , with sev'ral Blasts impell'd , The Waves , on either Side rush'd on , and held With their dark Heaps the Vessel down , as drown'd By that rude Shock . Strait , Whirling swiftly round , The Sands , rais'd high into the Air , it flung Again , where , pois'd by th' Windes , on Waves it hung . But 'gainst rough Stones , and Rocks ( sad to behold ) Notus two Gallies with hard Fortune roll'd . The Prows crack'd with the Fall , and with a Sound Of Dread , the broken Barks aloft rebound From the Sharp Stones . Strait , over all the Sea , A various Face of things . Here Helmets they , Arms , Crimson Crests , and Capua's Treasure see , And a rich Prize , with Care reserv'd , to be A Trophy for the Gen'rals Triumph . There Tripods , and Tables of the Gods appear , And Sacred Statues , that , in vain , before The Miserable Latines did adore , When Venus , frighted , that the Ocean So high was mov'd , to Neptune thus began . This Fury , and these Threat'nings ( Father ) may Suffice for greater things ; now spare ( I pray ) Thy Seas , lest envious Carthage boast , that She A Man hath generated , not to be Subdu'd in War , and , that to work the Fall Of Hannibal , the Romanes needed all Thy Rage , and Seas . Thus Venus spoke , and strait Their Fury all the swelling Waves abate , And tow'rds the adverse Camp the Navy drive . Their Gen'ral , old in Arms , and skill'd to give Encouragement with Praise , their Mindes , inspir'd With Anger by these furious Words , and fir'd Their Brests with Flames of Honour . Thou , to Me , Flaminius bleeding Head , when slain ( said He ) Didst bring . I know thy Hand : Thou , first of all , Cam'st in to strike , at mighty Paulus Fall , And in his Bones didst fix thy fatal Spear . Th' Opimous Spoils of stout Marcellus were Thy glorious Prize : and falling Gracchus stain'd Thy Sword . But , there , behold that Valiant Hand ; Which , with a Jav'lin , Warlike Appius ( who Then storm'd the Walls of wealthy Capua ) threw Dead from the lofty Ramparts : and here see Another Thunder-bolt of Valour ! He It was , who Fulvius , a Name renown'd , Pierc'd through the Breast , not with a single Wound . Stand thou here in the Van , who didst in Arms Consul Crispinus kill , Me , through the Storms Of Fight , do thou attend , who ( I the thing Remember well ) pleas'd in thy Rage , didst bring , At Cannae's Field , the (m) (m) Paulus . Gen'ral's Head to Mee , Fix'd on a servile Lance. Brave Youth , I see Thy burning Eys , and Aspect , that hath more Of Terrour , then thy Sword ; such , as before , Thee ( when a Tribune , that in vain withstood , Crush'd by thy strong Embrace , i' th' cruel Flood Of famous Trebia drown'd ) I did behold . But Thou , who , first , didst at the Banks of cold Ticînus , in old Scipio's Blood imbrue Thy Sword , thy former Enterprize pursue , And the Son's Blood present me now . Shall I Fear ev'n the Gods themselves , when Thou art by , Should they come to the Battel ? I beheld , When thou didst trample on the Hills , that swell'd To Heav'n , and o're the highest Alps didst go With Speed . Since , by whose Sword , and Hands I know (n) (n) The Field of Cannae . See above , Book the Ninth , and Tenth . Argyripa's capacious Fields were fir'd : Wilt thou more slowly now , by Me desir'd , Go on , who first of all didst lance a Dart Against the Dardan Walls ? nor willing art To joyn unto our Praise ? must I again Thee now excite ? Thee , who 'gainst Storms of Rain , Thunder , and Lightning , and , when I did stand Iove's Fury , didst , as fierce as He , command T' endure those vainer Storms , and wentst before Thy Gen'ral to the Capitol . No more Need I exhort you now , who , by a War So fam'd , Sagunthus overthrew ; and are Renown'd for those Beginnings : now again ( As it becomes your selves , and Me ) maintain The former Praises of your Valour . I I' th' favour of the Gods , and Victory Grown old , now , after Fifteen Years , on You Relying , to my falling Country , to Those House-hold Gods , that in so long a space Of Time I have not seen , to the Embrace Of my Chast Wife , and Son return again . This the last Battel is , that doth remain To Libya , and to Rome . This Day our Sword Shall give to the disputed World its Lord . Thus Hannibal . But , as their General Began to speak , the Romane Soldiers call For Battel , and the Signal ; nor abide Delays of Words . All this when Iove espy'd His Wife , at distance , in a Cloud of Air , Behold , and that her eager Looks did wear Something of Sadness , to her with this kinde Address He goes . What Torments of the Minde Afflict Thee now ? I pri'thee , let me know ; Is it the Libyan Captain's overthrow ▪ Or Care of Carthage grieves Thee● do but weigh Within thy Thoughts the Rage of Libya 'Gainst th' Trojans fatal Pow'r , and Progeny , In violating Leagues . Say what will be The End of this Rebellious People ? None , Not Carthage , more of Ills hath undergone , Or Labour , then thy Self : who long hast toil'd For the Cadmaean Race . Thou hast embroil'd The Seas , and Earth , and into Italy Hast sent a furious Youth , while we might see The Walls of Rome stand trembling , and of all Man-kinde , for Sixteen Years , was Hannibal The Chief . 'T is time the Nation to compose , The Period is come , and we must close The Gates of War . The suppliant Queen reply'd . Nor in that hanging Cloud did I abide , With a Design , a Day prefix'd , at all , To change ; nor yet the Armies to recall ; Nor War extend : but what You can bestow , ( Since now all Favour towards me is low , And our first Love 's decay'd ) 'gainst Fates Decree I nothing ask . Let Hannibal now flee His Enemies , as you are pleas'd t'ordain , And let , in Carthage , Romane Ashes reign . By th' mutual Pledges of a double Love , Thy Wife , and Sister , I this onely ( Iove ) Intreat , that my brave Captain may survive All Dangers , and be kept , by Thee , Alive . Nor let him , Captiv'd , Latian Fetters wear ; But , let these , my dear Walls , that batter'd are With Mis'ries ( though the Tyrian Name decline ) Stand , and , for Honour's sake , be kept as Mine . Thus Iuno . To whom Iove this short Reply Vouchsaf'd . The Walls of lofty Carthage I Will , for some time , forbear , as you desire , And grant them to your Pray'rs , and Tears , entire To stand . Yet know ( dear Wife ) at what a rate I this indulge ; not long , that City's Fate Endures . For there will come a General , Who , under the same (o) (o) Scipio Aemi●ianus , who , in the last Carthaginian War , took , and razed Carthage . Name , will ruin all These Tow'rs preserv'd . And , from this fatal Fight Escaping , Hannibal Ethereal Light ( At this Entreaty ) may enjoy a while . Hee 'l seek the Stars , and Ocean to embroil , And with returning Arms to fill the Earth . I know his Heart , still pregnant with a Birth (p) (p) The War , which afterwards ensued under Antiochus . See the Continuation , Bo●k the Third ▪ Of War . But to this Boon this shall remain A Law : He never must behold again Saturnus Empire ; nor to Italy Return . From instant Death now let him be Remov'd , with Speed ; lest , if i' th' open Plain He joyn in Battel , he should not again , By all thy Pow'r , from Scipio's Hand be freed . While thus their Fates the Thunderer decreed , Both to the City , and to Hannibal ; The Armies to the Fight advance , and all , With Shouts , invade the Skies . Earth , in no Age Before , two mightier Nations did engage In Fight : nor greater Generals had seen , Equal in Arms , contending . While , between These two , their fam'd Dispute's un-valu'd Prize Was whatsoe're is cover'd with the Skies . The Tyrian , rich in Purple , 'bove the rest Rais'd his proud Head : upon his Crimson Crest A waving Plume . A cruel Dread precedes From his great Name : his Sword a Lightning sheds ▪ Well-known to Italy . On th' other Side , Scipio , in radiant Robes , in Scarlet dy'd , His dreadful Target shews ; where , breathing War , His Father's Image , and his Uncle's are Engrav'd : Huge Flames from his high Fore-head fly . And thus the Hopes of all , and Victory ( Under so great a Force of Arms , and Men ) Stood in the Generals alone . And then Thus Fear , or Favour ( as 't is often seen ) Suggests . If valiant Scipio had been In Libya born , the Empire might have come To Agenorean Nephews . Or , had Rome Giv'n Birth to Hannibal , then doubtless He The World had subject made to Italy . Now rapid Storms of flying Shafts brake through The Air , and with them Clouds of Horrour drew : Then to the Sword more close each Army came , And Fight it Face to Face . A dreadful Flame Burns in their Eys , and those , that in the Van , Contemning Danger , first the Charge began , Between both Armies fell ; and , long before Not seen by them , the Earth drunk Native Gore . But here , in Courage hot , as He was Young , Stout Masanissa flings himself among The Macedonian Cohorts , and flies round About , with 's winged Darts , the Champagn Ground . So , when the painted Britain goes to War , He circumvents with his hook-bearing Carr The thronged Bands . A Graecian Phalanx then , In a close Body , had drawn up their Men , ( As was their Country's Use ) and firmly stood , With intermingled Spears , to make it good . Unmindeful of the Compact he had made After the League , these (q) (q) Philip , King of Macedon : of whom see Book the Fifteenth , Page 430. Philip to the Aid Of Cadmus shaken City sent . And now , Broken with many Wounds , the Soldiers grow More thin , and , as on ev'ry Side they lay Prostrate upon the Ground , an open Way Between the Weapons leave . Then , with a Stroke , Of Ruin , in th' Ausonian Cohorts broke , And cancell all their Graecian Perjuries . Archemorus by Rutulus ; Teucer dies By stout Norbanus , in declining Age : Both by their Mother Mantua sent t' engage In Arms. But Samjus brave Calênus slue : And Selvis Clytuis ( a Pellaean ) who Vainly insulted in his Country's Name . But alass Clytuis ! 't was not (r) (r) The City , where Alexander the Great was born . Pella's Fame , That could from Daunian Darts defend thee here . But Laelius , with Upbraidings more severe Then these , the (s) (s) Of these see above , Book the Eleventh , Page 296. Brutian Bands , of Latine Race , Destroys . Was Italy so Vile a Place , That it , with Tyrian Oars , You thus ( said He ) Through the rude Seas , and raging Waves should flee ? But 't is enough , that you are fled . Will You With Latine Blood a forein Land imbrue ? This said : He Silarus , active in the Fight , Prevented with a Shaft , that in its Flight Stuck in the Bottom of his Throat : so hard It flew , that it , at once , the Passage barr'd Of Life , and Voice . Vergilius destroy'd Caudînus . By Amanus Sarris dy'd . Their Looks , and Habit of their Arms , well-known , And Language , that concorded with their own , Inflam'd their Rage . Whom when Amilcar's Son Perceiv'd inclining from the Fight to run , He cries ; Betray not thus our Nation ; stand : Then charg'd , and turn'd the Battel with his Hand . As when a Parethonian Snake , that long , I' th' Garamantian Fields , was fed among The fervent Sands , with Poison swell'd , doth rear His Neck , and spouts , through the infected Air , The flowing Venom to the Skies : so He Herjus ( that with his Spear continually Dealt Wounds , who of Marrucian Lineage came , And in Theatè had a noble Name ) More nimble , stops , and , as he something high Attempted , seeking with his Enemy An equal Praise , with a swift Hand , quite through His Body drives his fatal Weapon to The Hilts. The Wounded falls , and , as he lies Prostrate , his Brother seeks with dying Eyes : When Young Pleminius came on apace , And , brandishing his Sword before his Face , Enrag'd at his sad Fall , with a loud Cry , Threatning , demands his Brother . This Reply Gave Hannibal ; I shall refuse no more ( If you think fit ) your Brother to restore , On this Condition , that from Shades below You Hasdrubal recall . Shall I forego My juster Hate 'gainst such as Romanes are ? Or shall I let my Heart relent ? and spare One , born on the Italian Ground ? then may The Ghosts me , as a Fo , from thence where they Abide , expell ! Then may my Brother M● For ever banish his Society In dark Avernus ! Speaking thus , he ran With all the Weight of 's Shield upon the Man , And where the Earth , made slipp'ry with the Blood Of 's Brother , fail'd him , as he Fighting stood , Fel'd , and with 's Sword dispatch'd him on the Place : While with extended Hands in his Embrace He prostrate Herius held , and eas'd his weight Of Grief , by sharing in his Brother's Fate . The Libyan then a Body mix'd in Fight Invades , and rushing on , his Foes to Flight Turn'd a long way . As , when , with Thunder hurl'd Th' Aetnéan Bolts of Iove affright the World , And his high Palace shake , a Pannick Fright Makes all Man-kinde to quake , th' Obortive Light With Horrour shines , and Iove seems ready , by Each Man , at him to let his Lightning fly . But in another Quarter , as if there Where Scipio fought , the onely Danger were , A bloody Fight new Forms of Death Creates In various Shapes . A Sword this penetrates , And down he falls : That lamentably Groans , A Stone in pieces crushing all his Bones . Some , basely flying , on their Faces are , Through Fear , Precipitated . 'Gainst the War , Others , with Valour arm'd , their Breasts oppose . While the Rheteian Gen'ral forward goes O're the dead Heaps . As when the God of War With Slaughter pleas'd , shakes his Bistonian Carr , Near frozen Hebrus , and the Getick Snow Melts with warm Blood , and Ice , by (t) (t) The North-Winde . Aquilo Augmented , with his ratling Chariot's weight Asunder breaks . Now with a dreadful Heat , Looking about , He ev'ry valiant Name With 's Sword as●ails . There through the World for Fame Of Slaughters known , among their Weapons , falls On ev'ry Side , the Youth , that storm'd thy Walls ( Sagunthus ) and a War most Cruel in Thy miserable Ruins did begin . There , who the Sacred Thrasimen with Blood Had stained , and the Phaëtontian Flood Polluted , who the Boldness had to move Their Arms , to sack the House , and Throne of Iove , In one vast Ruin fell . There they were slain , Who did the Secrets of the Gods prophane , And first the Alps , prohibited , had press'd With mortal Steps . The Army , all possess'd With Fear , in haste discouraged retire . As , through a Citie 's Houses , when the Fire Diffused runs , and ventilated by A rapid Winde , the active Flames do fly Up to the Skies , struck with a sudden Fear , And Trembling , as the City captive were The People run , distracted ev'ry Way . But Scipio , now grown weary with Delay , So to pursue those scatter'd Combats , or To be detained in so light a War , Resolv'd his Force upon the Cause of all Those Ills , and War to turn . For , Hannibal Alone that Day surviving , it would be No Benefit at all to Italy , Should Carthage Walls be set on Fire , and all Their Armies overthrown . But should He fall Alone , not all their Arms , and Men would ought Avail the Libyans . Him he therefore sought , And search'd , through all the Field , with busy Eyes . Then to the thickest of the Fight he hies , Wishing , that all Ausonia , if He there Should him encounter , the Spectatours were . And bold , with a fierce Voice , his Fo doth cite ( Upbraiding him ) unto another Fight . Which Language when affrighted Iuno hears : Lest it should touch the Libyan Captain's Ears , Sh' informs a Romane Shape , which strait a●sumes Th' Italian Prince's shining Crest , his Plumes , And Shield , and spreads his radiant Cassock's Grace Upon his Shoulders . Then She adds his Pace , And Habit ; such , as him She did behold Provoking to the Fight : and Motion bold , Without a Body , gives . At length , a Steed , Like false , and vain , She forms , that runs with Speed Through devious Ways , and offers to the Sight The Image of a Warlike Shade , in Fight . Thus Scipio , fain'd by Iuno , proudly to The Fight advanc'd , and brandish'd in the view Of Hannibal his Sword ; who , pleas'd , his Ey Beheld the Romane General so nigh , And hoping mighty things were then at Hand , Strait claps his Heels against his Courser , and , With sudden Force , a Jav'lin at him throws . The winged Shade turns back , and flying goes Quite cross the Field , beyond the Armies . Then , As if possess'd of 's Chief Desire , agen , With his steel'd Heel , th' insulting Libyan makes His Horse to bleed , and still pursuing shakes Th' enlarged Reins . O! whither dost thou run Forgetful , that 't is our Dominion ( Scipio ) where now thou Fly'st . Libya ●o Thee Affords no skulking Hole . Thus , proudly , he With his drawn Sword still follow'd , as it Fled , Until , deluded , by it , he was led Into another Field , far distant from The place of Battel ; where no sooner come , But the Delusive Shade to Air resolves . What God ( said angry Hannibal ) involves Himself in that dark Light to Me ? Or why Doth he conceal'd within that Monsterly ? Is then my Glory to the Gods become So opposite ? Yet never shalt thou from This Hand compel , or force my Fo ( said He ) By all thy Arts , whatever God thou be , Who stand'st for Italy . With that he wheel'd His nimble Steed about , and to the Field Enrag'd returns . When strait , with secret Dread Of sudden Mischief shock'd , upon his Head Down fell his Courser , and , by Iuno's care , Breath'd from his panting Breast his Life to Air. But then , Impatient , This again ( said He ) This is your Plot ( ye Gods ) nor do you me Deceive : I better by the Rocks had bin O'rewhelm'd ; I better had been drowned in The Waves , and Seas . Was I preserved then To this vile Death ? while those unhappy Men , That have my Ensigns follow'd , and from Me Alone receiv'd a Battel 's Augury , Are slaughter'd , and I , absent , understand Their Groans , their Voice , and Words , as they demand Their Hannibal . What Stygian Torrent is Sufficient to wash off my Sin ? As this He spake , on 's Right-Hand with an earnest Ey He look'd , enflam'd with a Desire to Dy. But Iuno , pitying the Man , assumes A Sheepherd's Face , and , on a sudden , comes From the thick Woods ; and , as he thought to Dy A Death Inglorious , thus accosts Him : Why , So arm'd , to these Our Woods do you repair ? Would you go to that cruel Battel , where Great Hannibal in Arms the rest subdues Of the Ausonian Armies ? If you 'l choose The speedy , and compendious Way to go Into the Thickest of them , I will show The nearest Tract . To this He strait agrees , And onerates with ample Promises The , Sheepherd's Breast : and tells him , that the State Of Carthage would his Pains remunerate With large Rewards , and He would give as great . Thus Eager , hasting o're the next Retreat With largest Steps , the Goddess him conveys , Deceiv'd by Intricacy of the Ways , In Circles , and , her self concealing still , Gave him unwellcome Safety 'gainst his Will. But the Cadméan Troops , forsaken all , And full of Fear , seeing no Hannibal , Nor the known Conflicts of their furious Chief , Some think him slain , others are of Belief , That He , concluding all was lost , withdrew From the Sinister Gods . And now , in View , The Romane Gen'ral ( like a Storm ) amain Came on , and chas'd them thorough all the Plain . Carthage her self then trembled : Pannick Dread Through Africk by the routed Troops is spread . And , without Fighting , as they Head-long fly , To their extreamest Bounds they , frighted , hie . Some to Tartessiack Coasts dispersed are ; Others to Battus Lands , and Nile repair . So , when , by secret Force o'recome , at last Vesuvius to the Stars his Flames doth cast , Through many Ages fed , o're Sea , and Land The Fire 's diffus'd : th' Eöan Seres stand Amaz'd , beholding a Prodigious Sight , (u) (u) Vesuvius , the Famous Mountain near Naples , hath had sever●● Eruptions of Fire , to the great Terrour , and Detriment of the Inhabitants of Campania , and other Parts ; the Ashes flying almost incredibly ( as Dio affirms ) from thence into Africk , and Asia , as far as Syria : and , at one time covering two Towns , Herculaneum , and Pompeios , with the Inhabitants , as they were in the Theater . See Ambrosius Leo , De Agro Nolano : and of its last Conflagration , in our Memory , see Salvat●r Varo , Vesuviani Incendii Neap. 1634. Their silken Groves with Latian Ashes White . But now , at length , the weary General To th' neighb'ring Hill Saturnia brought , where all The Face , and Signs o' th bloody Fight more near He saw . Such as Garganus did appear ; Such as the Tyrrhen Lake , and Trebia's Flood , And swift Eridanus , with Humane Blood O'reflowing , he beheld . Such a dire Face Was shown of Myriads slaughter'd on the Place . Then troubled Iuno re-ascends the Skie , And , climbing up the Hill , the Fo drew nigh ; When Hannibal thus with himself : Though all The Fabrick of the Heav'ns dissolv'd should fall On this my Head ; and Earth should open wide : Yet shall the Fame of Cannae ( Iove ) abide ; And sooner from thy Empire shalt Thou fall , Then in the Deeds , and Name of Hannibal , The World be silent . Nor , from this my Hand , Secure ( O Rome ) shalt thou for ever stand . I , against Thee , my Country's Hope will live , For a new War . For that Thou now dost thrive In Fight , is 'cause thy Foes sit still . To Me More then enough it is , that Italy , And Dardan Mothers , while I live , will there Expect Me , and ne're lay aside their Fear . Then , with a few , that fled away , he gets Back to the Hills , and more secure Retreats . Here the (x) (x) After this overthrow all parts gave Way to Scipio , and Carthage it self submitted to the Power of the Romanes , who deprived them of all things , but their own Laws : after which they permitted them to live ; their Impious Rites of Sacrificing Humane Blood excepted . For this I take to be the meaning of Improba jura adempta ; ( though Dausqueius otherwise ) since , through the whole Carthaginian Story , we do not finde them in Use , after the Romanes were their Masters ; though they were Superstitious in them not long before , as appears by our Poet'● Declamation against them , in the Fourth Book . War's Period was . To Scipio Strait , of their own Accord , they open throw Their Gates . Their Impious Rites abolish'd are . Their Arms he takes away , and Laws , that were Engrav'd . Their Strength in Riches , and their Pride Is overthrown , and Elephants aside Their Castles lay . At length ( to Libya A dismal Sight ) their Fleet is fir'd : the Sea Burns with the sudden Tempest , and the Flame Nereus affrights . The Gen'ral , with a Name , That equal shall with Time , for ever , stand , With the first Title of that conquer'd Land , Sure of that Empire , goes , by Sea , to Rome , And , in great (y) (y) Dausqueius needed not to have mentioned his slight Mutation of Arma , into Arva ; for it is Obvious , that the Carthaginians did not carry all their Arms into the Field , but that a sufficient quantity was left to defend them , had all other things been equal to resist the Romanes , who , after took from them all things , that could contribute to a War . See more in the Continuation , Book the First . Triumph , to his Native Home Is born . Before him Syphax , Captivate , Upon a Bier , his Eyes dejected , sate ; His Neck in golden Chains preserv'd . And here Hanno , and Young Phoenician Nobles were : Then Macedonian Princes : next to these The Moors , with parched Skins : then Nomades , And Garamantians known to (z) (z) Iupiter Hammon . Horned Iove : Where they the Sands survay , and Syrts , that prove Destructive still to Ships . (a) (a) Of this Triumph , the most acceptable of all , that Rome yet had seen , as that , which confirmed her in her Imperial Power , see , at large , Appian , in Libycis . Next , lifting to The Stars her conquer'd Hands , did Carthage go . Then the Effigies of th' Iberian Land , Now Peaceable : with Gades , that doth stand The Period of the Earth ; and Calpè , that , Of old , Alcides Praise did terminate : With Baetis , which the Horses of the Sun Is wont to bath in Streams , that gently run : And high Pyrenè , that gives Birth to Wars , And lifts her leavy Head unto the Stars . With rude Iberus , that , with Fury , flings Against the Sea the Rivers , that he brings . Yet nothing more delights their Mindes , and Eyes , Then Hannibal , as in the Field he flies . But standing in his Chariot , to the View Of Rome , his Martial Face doth Scipio shew ; In Gold , and Tyrian Purple , richly drest : As , when descending from the spicy East , With Bridled Tygers , Bacchus drove along His Vine-bound Chariot : Or , when , among The slaughter'd Gyants , in Phlegraean Wars Alcides walk'd , and touch'd the very Stars . Hail , thou Un-conquerable Parent ! who , In Praise , art equal to Quirînus , to Camillus in Deservings ! nor , when She , Among the rest , commemorateth Thee , The Offspring of the Gods , doth Rome bely TARPEIAN JOVE'S IMMORTAL PROGENY .
FINIS .

A CONTINUATION OF SILIUS ITALICUS TO The DEATH of HANNIBAL , In Three BOOKS ; By THOMAS ROSS , Esq

LONDON ▪ Printed by THO. ROYCROFT , 1661.

TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE WILLIAM EARL of STRAFFORD , &c. My LORD ,

MY Obligations to your LORDSHIP have long since called for such Acknowledgement , as ought to appear under the Title of the Noblest Subject . Had any , within the Prospect of my Fancy , been more Eminent , then this of HANNIBAL , I had made choice of it , as Adequate to your Merits : but , none appearing , I have selected what SILIUS left untouched , to raise out of it this little Monument of my Gratitude ; having no other Means to express it . I confess , I , at first , intended to adventure on the THIRD PUNICK VVAR ; which , though of less Continuance , then this SECOND , had in it as gallant Actions ( especially in that famous SIEGE of CARTHAGE ) as any HISTORY doth mention : but , Conscious of the VVeakness of what I have already built , I feared , that , by raising , too many Stories , It might fall under its own Bulk , and my self under the Censure of Ambition , in aspiring to so great a VVork . I have therefore rather chosen to desist , and fix this little Piece under your LORDSHIP'S Name , as a VOTIVE Table to testifie to the VVorld , how much I am ,

My LORD , Your LORDSHIP'S Most humble , and Faithful Servant , THOMAS ROSS .
Nunc Han̄ibal oscula Na●o● Libat● in Amplexu charae nunc Conjugis haere● At tandem Ingrat●e Fugiens Carthaginis Art●s Abripitur dubios et quos in Littore-Nautas Invenit , eludit , Samno Vinoque Sepultos , Atque Novis pandit Velox sua Carbasa Fatis .

Dignissimo Viro Gervasio Holles de Grimsby in Comitatu Lincoln : Armig : Flagrante Rebellione ; Regijs in Exercitibus fortissmo : Chiliarcho extincta tana● Libellorum Supplicum Regis Magistro . Tabula Observantiss : D.D.D.

A CONTINUATION OF SILIUS ITALICUS To the DEATH of HANNIBAL` The First Book . THE ARGUMENT . The Romane Piety , and Zeal to pay ( At Scipio's Return ) the Vows , which they In War had made . King Syphax Captive dies By voluntary Famine . The sad Cries Of Carthaginian Dames . Their Citie 's quite Disarmd . ●milce's parting Tears . By Night , Great Hannibal his Treach'rous Country flies ; Sails to Cercinna : and , in Sacrifice , A Day consumes . Fearing to be betray'd ; Those , whom he d●ubts , by Wine asleep are lay'd . NOW had great Scipio brought his Trophies Home , And with loud Triumphs fill'd the Streets of Rome : The People to their num'rous Altars bring Their pleasing Off'rings , and glad Paeans sing . Such Store of Sweets , in ev'ry Temple smoak ; As if not Libya onely felt the Yoak Of this great Conquest : but Arabia there Her Tribute gave , and the Sabaeans were Their Vassals . Or , as if to Prophesie , That all the World , in Time to come , should be By them subdu'd , and Rome , Triumphant , stand The wealthy Store-house of each conquer'd Land ; Bulls , that with Snow , for Whiteness , might contend , Wash'd in (a) (a)

Clitumnus , a River in Tuscany , in the Territories of the Falisci ( now called Civita Castellana ) where such Bulls , as were designed for Sacrifice in Triumphs , were washed , and became White . Plin. lib. 2. cap. 103. asserted by Virgil , Georg. 2.

Hinc Albi , Clitumne , greges , &c. But , this Virtue vanishing , they supplyed the want of White , with Red Bulls .

White Heards , and Victims of the best Esteem , Bulls , wash'd ( Clitumnus ) in thy Sacred Stream , The Romane Triumphs to the Temples lead : But this Virtue , &c. Clitumnus sacred Streams , ascend The Capitol : their curled Foreheads Crown'd With flowry Wreaths , their Horns with Fillets bound . These all in solemn Order , round the Hill Thrice , slowly , lead : the Joyfull People fill The trembling Air with Shouts : then enter , while The Gods seem pleas'd , and in their Statues smile ; Pleas'd , that Devotion with Success they see So duely mix'd , and grateful Piety (b) (b) It was a Laudable Custom among the Romanes , after a Victory obtained , to command a Festival of Nine Days , wherein all the People abstained from Work , and Sacrificed to the Gods for their Success . Polyb. lib. Excerpt . Legat. cap. 16. To pay those holy Vows , which first arose From Fears of Ruin , and insulting Foes . First , to the Queen of Gods , a Purple Vest , Whose rich Embroid'ry all the Art exprest Of the Sidonian Dames , and then a Crown Of Gold , which , hapless Syphax overthrown , His Sophonisba wore , the Matrons bring ; And , Off'ring at her Shrine , thus , Pious , sing . Sister , and Wife of Iove , Celestial Queen , Whom we , so long , so full of Wrath have seen ; That Rome , almost despairing of her Fate , Saw these her Walls besieg'd ; let not thy Hate To Trojan Blood still prompt Thee to despise Our Piety : but , with serener Eyes , Behold Us now , and hear Us , when We pray , And our Oblations on thine Altars lay . Why should thy Love to Libya still enflame Thy Rage 'gainst Us , who from Aenêas came ? Let it suffice : We , to this very Time , Have expiated , with our Blood , that Crime Of Paris . Oh! believe him now to be In Us , repenting his Disdain of Thee . Be then appeas'd ! thy Mercy will no less , Then doth thy Power , thy Deity confess : And , if at length , with other Gods , and Fate Thou wilt comply , to bless the Romane State ; As Thou on the Supreamest Throne above The Heav'ns art seated : so , here , next to Iove , Thou shalt be worshipp'd , and the World shall come To bring their Off'rings unto Thee at Rome . The Flamen , while they thus invoke , his Hands Display'd to Heav'n , at Iove's high Altar stands , And thus exhorts . Oh! may We ever see Religion thus to Crown thy Victory , ( Quirinus Progeny ) these Pious Charms ( Oh Rome ) will force the Gods to bless thine Arms. Then , O , then , let thy Piety encrease , As now , when War is ended , and thy Peace Confirm : Impiety alone the Fates Provokes , and flingeth open (c) (c) The Temple of Ianus was alwaies open , while the Romanes were in War , and never shut ; but when in Peace with all the World : it is observed not to have been shut above thrice . First , by Numa . Secondly , after the Second Punick War : and , Lastly , by Augustus Caesar. Ianus Gates . This said : an hundred Bulls at once are slain , Which , with their Blood , an hundred Altars stain . Their Entrails all , enquir'd for what 's to come , Promise a lasting Happiness to Rome : That She the Head of all the World should stand , And next to Iove the Universe command . (d) (d) Though ( as Plutarch observes ) some other Triumphs had exceeded this of Scipio , in their Pomp , and Wealth ; yet none was entertained with so much Joy , the Romanes being not onely absolved from the Despair of forcing Hannibal out of Italy , but Carthage likewise wholy subdued . The Gods thus serv'd ; they all begin to Feast , And in their costly Banquets spend the rest O' th' Day . The Senate seated are alone , And to great Scipio's Honour , one by one , A stately Goblet quaff of Massick Wine . His Cheeks , mean while , with modest Blushes shine ; As if they 'd Fire the Laurel on his Brow , Unwilling those Just Praises to allow . So , in the Gyants War , when Heav'n again Was free from Fear , and mighty Typhon slain , To Mirth themselves the Gods dispos'd , and , round The Tables , Hebè with Nepenthè crown'd Their Cups : while all Apollo's Skill proclaim , Commend his Bow , his Shafts , and certain Aim , By which the Gyants fell ; when they upon The Stars had seiz'd , and Iove's Celestial Throne Almost possess'd . But , back again to Hell , Struck with these Heav'nly Arms , the Rebels fell . The solemn Day thus spent : the Night succeeds , Inviting all to Rest. While Syphax bleeds Within : the Trumpet , which their Triumphs sounds , Grates on his Ears , strikes to his Heart , and wounds His very Soul . Sometimes , He thinks upon His former (e) (e) Syphax was the greatest of all the Kings of Libya , having ( besides his own Inheritance of the Massili , and Mauritania ) usurped part of Masanissa's Kingdom of Numidia ; which moved Masanissa to revolt to the Romanes . State , when , sitting on a Throne Of Native Ivory , He did command Those Nations , which the Aethiopian Land , And Nasamon confines , with those , that by The Carthaginian Bounds , and Hammon ly ; With all , that South-ward dwell near Nile , and those , Where the Herculean Sea 'gainst Calpè throws Its foaming Waves : when he could summon , to The War , whole Myriads of Horsemen , who On naked Steeds did ride , and gave them Law : And between Rome , and Carthage when he saw The World disputed was , that He had been The Umpire of their Quarrel , and had seen Them both his Friendship seek , until his Flame Of Love the Ruin of his Throne became . Sad with these Thoughts , that , in his troubled Breast , Swell like a raging Tempest , and all Rest Deny : at length his Sighs ( that , as a Winde , Within the Bowels of the Earth confin'd , Shakes the whole Fabrick , untill forth it breaks Into the Air ) make Way , and thus he speaks . Is then the Birth , and Title of a King , ( Ye Gods , from whom Kings , sprung ) so vain a thing ; That , with one Shock of Fortune onely , I Must fall so low , into Captivity , As to become their Slave to whom , of late , I was a Terrour ? Are the Laws of Fate Of so great Force , that whatsoe're's Design'd By them , by all must be obey'd ? must binde The Deities themselves ? Alass ! if so , Why do poor Mortals to their Temples go , And vainly crave that Aid , which cannot be Confirm'd , unless the Fates the same decree ? How oft did I , before I took in hand This War , their Counsel , and Consent demand ? As oft , their Tripods what I ask'd allow'd . And I , as often , to their Honour vow'd Dardanian Spoils . But , since I am or'ethrown , 'T is not my Crime they want them , but their own ? From them it was , that (f) (f) By this Marriage with Sophonisba , he was induced to quit his League with the Romanes , and engage against them with the Carthaginians . Sophonisba's Charms Prevail'd , and Head-long thrust me into Arms : Against that Faith , which I to Rome , before , Religiously had sworn . I would no more Of this complain , had we together dy'd . Or , had not Masanissa both my Bride , (g) (g) After this Overthrow , and the Submission of Carthage , Masanissa was restored to his own Estate , and , ●or a Reward , had a great part of Syphax his Kingdom conferred on him , by the Romanes . My Throne , and Crown enjoy'd . Ye Gods , You were If not Unjust in this , at least , Severe . Else wherefore did I not , when Hostile Fire Had seiz'd my Camp , within those Flames expire ? Then might I to the Shades below have gone , At least , a King . Then I had onely known The Fate of being conquer'd , not the Shame : Nor then had Rome recorded Syphax Name Among her Captives . Nor , then , had these Hands , That shook a Scepter o're so many Lands , Been thus bound up in Chains . But , why do I Complain of Life , and not resolve to Dy ? What ? though they study to preserve me still , A living Trophy here ; yet is my Will Free , as the Conquerours's : and Rome shall finde , I still retain the Empire of my Minde , That stands above her reach , where I alone Will rule , and scorn to live , but on a Throne . This said ; a sudden Silence seiz'd his Soul : And , as deep Waters in still Chanels roul , And , murm'ring less , into the Ocean flow ; So the Resentments of his Griefs , that grow Too great to be express'd , through ev'ry part , Like a swift Fever , runs , till his great Heart , Resolv'd to bear that Load no more , deny'd Nature her common Food , and , starv'd , He dy'd . And , as a Lion , that hath long in Blood Maintain'd his Empire in some Libyan Wood , Surpriz'd at last in Toils , and kept to be The Pastime of the Cirque , raging to see His Native Freedom lost , doth , roaring , round His Prison walke , and ( with that dreadful Sound , Was wont all other Beasts to Terrify , And , with their Flocks , make trembling Sheepherds fly ) Shakes all about . But , when he findes , at length , That nor his Rage prevails , nor yet his Strength Can his Escape procure ; all proffer'd Food He growling flies , forgets all thirst of Blood , And , in Disdain of his Captivity , Resolves in sullen Silence there to dy . So that great King , to whom , not long before , Rich Gems were from the Erythraean Shore , For Tribute brought : to whom , with Lions Tame , And towred Elephants , Getulians came , And , prostrate at his Feet , Obedience pay'd : At first in Love , then War , a Captive made , In a dark Dungeon dy'd , and the sole Fame , (h) (h) That he dyed by Abstinence , is consonant to the Opinion of Appian : his great Heart not brooking the Shame of being lead in Triumph . That he was a Spectacle in this Triumph , Mariana d●nies , though Polyb. ( lib. 16. ) and Livy ( whom Silius follows ) consent . That he 'gainst Scipio fought , preserves his Name . But while , at Rome , their Triumphs still encrease , At Carthage the sad purchase of their Peace Shews them a Face of things , which they deplore As much , as those deep Wounds they had before In War receiv'd , and Zama's fatal Plain , On which so many Libyans were slain , And Hannibal disarm'd . For now they see , That nor in Peace , nor War , they can be free . Not all the Wealth their num'rous Conquests gave , Nor Subjects , gain'd by Hannibal , could save Their own at Home : for , while his conqu'ring Hand O'return'd Sagunthus , and the Iberian Land Subdu'd , and when his Troops Pyrenè past , The Celtae gain'd , and Italy did waste , Their Victories abroad ( still calling for Recruits ) as costly prov'd , as if the War Had been in Libya made : onely their Fear Of Utter Ruin was not then so near . It was not now enough , that they had seen Those wealthy Trophies , that had thither been From Sicily , from the Herculean Bars , And farthest Nations , in preceeding Wars , By great Amilcar sent , transported all To Rome , and there , within the Capitol , Among Aegates Spoils , hung up , to be Eternal Monuments of Infamy . Their dreadful Elephants , that had , so long , Against all stranger Nations , been so strong A living Wall : with all the Arms , which there , Since Dido first Phoenician Walls did rear , Had been stor'd up , and had a Pannick Dread ▪ Over the Alps , and high Pyrenè , spread , Are yielded to their Foes , with trembling Hands : And conquer'd Carthage , now , as Naked stands , As when Eliza first her Walls begun , Or when enrag'd Hyarbas over-run ( Full of Revenge ) her narrow Bounds , and , while Her Ashes yet were warm , upon her Pyle Fix'd his victorious Arms : Nor can they see , By Land , a Period to their Misery . Earth hath not space enough , whereon to lay Their Chains , which now , extended to the Sea , Confine the Force of Carthage ; that no more It can , from Africk , to Europa's Shore Terrour diffuse : but melts into a Name , Like Troy , in Ruin onely known to Fame . (i) (i) At the Burning of the Carthaginian Navy ( which is said to be five hundred Sail ) the Cry , and Lamentation of the People was as great , as if all Carthage had , at the same time , been utterly destroyed . Plutarch , in the Life of Scipio . That Navy , which ( before the Fate of Rome Prevail'd ) had brought unvalu'd Treasures Home ; Which through the Seas , from East to West , had flown , And where the Romane Eagles were not known , Under its swelling Wings Sidonian Dyes Had often born , and chang'd for such Supplies , As Meroè , and black Syenè yields , With whatsoe're renowns those spicy Fields , Where Ganges flows ; by which the Libyan Land ( Though they dire Serpents , in the barren Sand , Plough up ) as great a Plenty ev'ry where Enjoy'd , as theirs , whose Harvest , twice a Year , Their Garners fills : is , by this Storm of Fate , Contracted to so small a Number , that They now despair , e're more , with Hostile Oars , To fright from Latian , and Sicilian Shores The trembling Nymphs ; but must , for ever , stand Condemn'd , as Slaves , to a parch'd Barren Land . As some hot Plague , by a Malignant Star Diffus'd into a Universal War , First the wide Air infects , next Beasts , and then The Commons , till , at last , the Best of Men Are snatch'd away , by the same cruel Fate , Which none but Heav'n knows , where t' will terminate : So , when the Romane Fury , in whose Hand Alone , the Fate of Carthage seem'd to stand , Had strip'd them of all Force by Land , and Sea , And nothing now was left , but to Obey ; At length , their Spirits , by a dreadful Doom , Are seiz'd : the Best of all their Youth to Rome ( As Pledges of their Faith ) must strait be born , And Libyan Mothers Tears become the Scorn Of Latian Dames . It had been better they ( While Hannibal in Italy did stay ) Had granted been to re-inforce his Bands . They then their Country not with fetter'd Hands , But arm'd had left , and might have Fighting dy'd , Nor thus been Sacrificed to the Pride Of an Insulting Fo , whose Malice knows No Bounds ; but , fed , still more Insatiate grows . But now the Fatal Day arrives , and Fears Wound ev'ry Breast , fill ev'ry Eye with Tears . The weeping Mothers with dishevel'd Hair Run through the Streets , and , vainly , beat the Air With loud Complaints . Sometimes they call upon The Gods : then strait exclaim , that there are None , At least , that they are Deaf ; else might their Tears Prevail , and their Oppressions touch their Ears . Sometimes the Authour of the War , and those Infernal Altars , that , at first , their Foes Provok'd , they curse . Sometimes those Men they blame , Whose Envy , without Reason , to the Name Of Hannibal , had fix'd Victorious Rome In that great Height , and brought those Ruins Home , Which Iove himself once fear'd ; whose onely Hand , With Thunder Arm'd , could Hannibal withstand , And keep the Capitol . But Oh ( Ye Gods ) What boots it now ( say they ) that so great Ods Carthage did once enjoy , above the World : Since , from the Height of Glory , She is hurl'd Into the depth of Shame . But thus you still Are Prone to give things Great , yet never will Preserve them so . In vain ( alass ! ) the Toils Of our great Fathers have , with wealthy Spoils , Enrich'd your Temples , and , with noble Wounds , The Pow'r of Carthage stretch'd beyond the Bounds Of Africa , and with such dreadful Aw Her Name had spread , that all the World their Law Expected from her Hand . But ( Oh! ) how small A Shadow , now , remains to Us of all Our former Glories ? We are Mothers made , That , by this Blessing , We might be betray'd To a far greater Curse , and add more weight Unto our Ruin , and Unhappy Fate . Had these upon your cruel Altars dy'd , Religion might perhaps have satisfi'd Our Loss , and We , at least , might Home return With this Content , that in their Native Urn Their Ashes were preserv'd . But these are born To be the Grief of Carthage , and the Scorn Of Rome , whose now they are , and not our Own : Nor will they be for such hereafter known ; But taught their Country's Manners to disclaim , And bury in the (k) (k) In the Number Appian dissents from Livy . The first allowing them onely to be one thousand five hundred ; the latter , two thousand : but they were of the Noblest , whom the Romanes ( as was their Custom ) were careful to educat● in their Manners , and Habit , as the readiest Way to a Conquest , as well over the Mindes , as the Estates of Barbarous Nations . Gown the Tyrian Name ▪ As thus they sadly to the Gods complain , The Winde the Romane Navy to the Main Invites . The Masters for the Captives call ; While at their Feet the weeping Parents fall , And , Prostrate , thus implore . If yet that Ire Appeased be , that did your Breasts inspire At Zama's Field ; wherein our Fates gave Way To Yours , and Crown'd You with an happy Day ; Now mildely hear our Pray'rs : and , as you are Rais'd , by the Gods , to this great Height in War , That by their Blessing You may Higher rise , Be Merciful , like them : do not despise The Tears of such , as fall ; their Cries the Scale Of Fortune often turn , and may prevail With Heav'n to break the Chain of your Success , If , whom the Gods afflict , You shall oppress . The bravest Souls no longer will pursue Their Rage , then while it serves them to subdue . And , when the Conquer'd do submit , they finde A Sanctuary in a Noble Minde . When therefore our Unhappy Sons shall come ( Sons not for Carthage born , but Conqu'ring Rome ) Within your Walls , Oh! be not too Severe , Lay easy Chains upon them , think they were Once free , as You : so may a better Fate Your Issue bless ; so may You propagate Your lasting Names to Honour , and , near crost By Fortune , keep that Freedom We have lost . As thus they plead , from their Embraces torn , Two hundred Noblest Tyrian Youths are born Away to Sea , at Rome ordain'd to stand The faithful Plegdes of their Native Land . But , while all other Breasts with Grief , and Care , Are fill'd , and ev'ry one , with sad Despair Of future Liberty , resolves the Yoke To bear with Patience , and no more provoke Those Arms , which , after such expense of Blood , And Wealth ( too late , alass ! ) they understood Superiour to their own : Revenge puts on Amilcar's Shape , and thus , by Night , his Son Excites to War . O Hannibal , canst Thou ( After the Fame of thy so early Vow To prosecute this War ) sit still , and see , By Rome , upon thy Country's Liberty Such heavy Yoaks impos'd ? Canst thou , my Son , Tamely desist from what Thou hast begun ? And see that Wealth , which , from so many Lands , By our great Ancestours Victorious Hands Together heap'd , enabled Thee to spread Thy Conqu'ring Ensigns o're Pyrene's Head ; And o're the pathless Alps to make thy Way , Become the Prize of Rome ; Yet thou that Day Survive ? At length , awake , and let me finde Thy Valour , fierce , and active , as the Winde On Adriatick Seas . Let not the Tears Of trembling Mothers , or the vainer Fears Of Utter Ruin , move thee to conspire So much with Hanno's Wish , or Rome's Desire . That Hannibal should now sit still , is more , Then all the Victories they had before : Those onely did subdue thine Arms ; but This Over thy Minde a greater Conquest is : And all , that Scipio now , at Rome , doth boast ; Where he at Zama , when the Field was lost , Thee flying shews , and , afterward regains , And thy Pale Image loads with golden Chains , ( As he great Syphax led in Triumph ) Thou , Resolving thus to bear it , dost allow . Nor will the World condemn what Hanno saies ; While , in the Senate , he upon thee layes The Crimes of all these Ills ; records the Rit●s , We once perform'd to Hecatè ; excites The People's ●age , while he doth on them call : Where now is your Victorious Hannibal ? Where is that Arm , that could alone defend These Walls ? that durst with Fate it self contend ? Where are Sagunthus Spoils ? or those , which He From Spain hath brought ? or conquer'd Italy ? If yet that Arm survive , let him from Rome , Rescue our Captiv'd Sons , and bring them Home . Or if those Spoils , which he at Thrasimen , Trebia , or Cannae gain'd , remain ; why then Do We for our exacted Talents grieve ? Nor rather , with that Wealth , our selves relieve ? But , if , consum'd through his Ambition , We Have , with our Riches , lost our Liberty ; Why should that guilty Head , to whom we ow These Ruins , and the Curse of all our Wo , Amongst Us still remain ; and , with a Pride , (l) (l) Hannibal when he saw the Senate , and People excessively Lament the Paiment of their Tribute ( which was very great ) Laughed at their Follies , who , more bewailed the emptying of their Purses , then the loss of their Liberty , and Honour . Great as the Conquerours , our Tears divide ? Consider this : and , as infused Oil Doth heighten Flames , hence let thy Fury boil ; Create more Spleen within Thee ; make Thee rude , As Caucasus , till thou hast fully shew'd Th' amazed World , thou wert not born to bear The Romane Yoak . But do , what others dare Not think , and 'gainst the Latine Name , where're There shall be War , do Thou in Arms appear ; Till Fate absolve thy Vow , and Thou shalt be Crown'd with a Noble Death , or Victory . When thus the Fury had her self inspir'd Into his Soul , with Night She strait retir'd To Hell . While He , now void of all Repose , Soon as from Tithon's Bed Aurora rose , To that fam'd Stygian Temple doth repair , Where , when a Childe , his Father made him swear The War . Soon as He comes into the Grove , Strange , horrid Murmurs , round about him , move . The Goddess call'd to Minde , what he before Had offer'd there , and now expected more . Then over all the Place a Cloud She casts , Which thither calls the Night again , and blasts The rising Day . At length , She open throws The Temple-Gates , while on he , Fearless , goes ; Till at the Entrance , from her Gloomy Cell , The aged Priestess thus bespeaks him . Tell , What is it , that so early hither Thee Invites ? and , who thou art ? For well I see Thou com'st to offer to the Pow'rs below , And therefore , with this Horrour , they foreshow Thy Welcome : tell me then , what is thy Name ? Though , now , thou know'st Me not , I 'me sure my Fame ( Said Hannibal ) long since hath fill'd thine Ears . I am that Hannibal , who , e're my Years Two Lustra had fulfill'd , a War , before These Stygian Altars , 'gainst the Romans swore ; The rest the World hath told Thee : and I now ( In prosecution of that Sacred Vow ) Am come to know , what yet remains by Me To be pursu'd , and what the Fates decree . The Priestess thus . I know Thee now : nor can The Universe afford another Man More dear unto the Pow'rs , which we adore : But we our Rites cannot perform before The following Night hath finish'd half her Reign . Now therefore to thy House make haste again , And my Advice embrace . For often Wo Have of the Gods enquir'd concerning Thee , Whose thread of Life is twisted with the Fate Of Carthage , and in That her better State Consists : and hence it is Imperious Rome By her Embassadours , who , now , are come , Will not so much for Masanissa plead , As joyn with Hanno , to obtain thy Head , Or cast Thee into Chains : therefore till Night Returns , be Wary , and prepare for Flight ; And when Bootes hath his lazy Wain Turn'd half about the Pole , hither again Repair , and I shall then enquire the Minde O' th' Gods , and what they have for Thee design'd . Pensive with this Advice , strait Home He goes , And , ruminating on his Country's Woes , His Chamber enters , with a troubl'd Face ; When , almost drown'd in Tears , to his Embrace Imilcè flys , and thus begins : What now Thy Minde disturbs ? what on thy Angry Brow Creates that Cloud ? which , wheresoe're it be Discharg'd ( my Hannibal ) must Ruin Me. I know 't is War : for such the dire Alarms Of lost Sagunthus snatch'd I hee from mine Arms. So from my Bed , before the Night was done , To meet their Sallies , thou wert wont to run . While Fury arm'd thee , and pale Death did wait Upon Thee , as upon the Hand of Fate . But then Thou wert protected ; Heav'n did then For Thee , and Carthage fight : if now agen The Gods would hear our Pray'rs , and bless Thee so , How gladly would I yield to let Thee go ? But they ( alass ! ) are Angry , and no more Will lend their Thunder , as they did before , Unto Thine Arm. Rome now their Ears hath charm'd Against Thee , and Thy Fortune quite disarm'd . Naked against the World Thou now dost stand : All have submitted to Her Conqu'ring Hand . Carthage is Hers , nor Libya , nor Spain , Pyrenè , nor the Celtae can again Afford Thee Aid . (m) (m) Philip King of Macedon , who with the Acarnanians made several incursions upon the Allies of the Romanes : but his Success not answearing his Ambition , he made a dishonourable Peace with the Romanes , in which the Carthaginians lost all Hopes of his Assistance . The Macedonian King , Who to our fainting Hopes appear'd to bring Some Shadows of Relief , while He o'reran The Bounds of Athens , and a War began With that sad Omen , that Sagunthus turn'd To Ashes , and the (n) (n) The Abydenians strictly besieged by Philip , and despairing of Relief , after the Example of Sagunthus , burned themselves , with all their Wealth . Abydenians burn'd , On Pyles of their own Wealth , is forc'd at last To yield to Fortune , and himself to cast A Prostrate at Rome's Feet , and Peace implore . Content with those great Acts , that He before Had done , He now resolves , at Home , t' attend His Fate : and , would my Hannibal now lend A Pity to these Tears , Thou should'st no more That Hand of Fortune try , which Thee before In one Day thrust from that great Height , to which The Toil of seventeen Years had rais'd Thee . Rich In Fame thou art , and , though all else is gone , That 's such a Treasure , that for it alone The World may envy Thee , and Times to come Shall put thy Name in Balance against Rome , And all her Generals . But what of Life ( After such Deeds ) remains , unto thy Wife , And Son should be allow'd : and , if thy Breast With Thoughts of sworn Revenge be still possest , ( Since Fortune courts the Young , and Thou art now In Years , to which She seldom doth allow Her Smiles ) derive thine Anger to thy Son , Instruct him here , at Home , what 's to be done To perfect thy Desires , and at thy Death , Into His Breast , with thy Departing Breath , (o) (o) It was antiently a Custom in many Nations , to receive the last Breath of their Expiring Friends . Inspire ( my Hannibal ) thy mighty Spirit , That so He may entirely Thee Inherit , And live the Fear of Rome . But , if Thou fly From hence , and leave Us to the Cruelty Of Our insulting Foes , Our Captiv'd Names Will strait become the Talk of Romane Dames , 'Midst their Triumphal Feasts ; or be in Scorn Suppress'd , as if We never had been born . This , with a thousand Sighs , and all the Charms Of Kisses , mix'd with Tears , between his Arms , Speaking , She sinks : while , with that constant Face , With which He entred , in a strict Embrace , He holds Her up , and thus replies ; Thy Love ( My dear Imilcè ) is so much above The Value of my Life , that I would all Those Dangers stand , which can upon Me fall , T' enjoy Thee here : But this our Enemies Will not allow . Domestick Treacheries Have now so far above the Arms of Rome Prevail'd , that I a Captive shall , at Home , In Peace , be made , and hence in Chains be born , ( Snatch'd from thy dear Embrace ) to be the Scorn (p) (p) The Custom of leading Captives in Triumph was first introduced by the Romanes ; and among them onely in use : the Principal Captives , in Chains , passing before the Chariot of the Triumpher , and ( for the most part ) as he entered the Capitol , they were led to Prison , and , on the same Day , he layed down his Authority , and they their Lives . See Cicero , In Verrem . Of second Triumphs , and when that is done ( A Pride peculiar unto Rome alone ) I shall not dy like Syphax , from the View Of all the World ; but they will something New For Me invent . Whatever was by Us , Before , Inflicted on their Regulus , Will be esteem'd too Little ; I shall be In Parts divided through all Italy , And feel , in each , a Death , and yet not all Their Malice satiate , when to Minde they call The Fun'rals of their Friends . But , that I may Their Plots avoid , and keep a better Way Still open to my Fall , I now must fly M'Ingrateful Country , or resolve to dy , This Day , before thine Eyes : for in this Hand Of Mine , alone , my Fate shall ever stand . Nor shall the World believe , the Life , and Death Of Hannibal depends upon the Breath Of Rome . As this He spake , She stop'd the rest With Kisses , and , reclining on his Brest Her drooping Head ( whil'st Tears , like April-rain , Into his Bosom flow , by Sighs again Dry'd up ) Since so it is ( said She ) no more Will I ( my Hannibal ) thy Stay implore . Go , and be Happy ! may those Gods , who Thee , With such Severity , deny to Me , Protect Thee , when Alone : go , Happy ! may Thy wish'd Return be speedy ! But I Pray For what I cannot Hope ; those Gods , who now Us separate ( alass ! ) will not allow , That We should meet again . As from her Tongue These last Words fell , about his Neck She flung Her Arms , and , after many Kisses past , While both contended , who should give the Last , With a long Silence ( for with Grief each Heart Too big for Language swell'd ) at length they part . Now Night the middle of her Course had run , Between the Rising , and the Falling Sun ; When Libya's anxious Champion at the Fane ( All things prepar'd for Flight ) arrives again ; There findes the Priestess ; from her hoary Head Tresses , like curling Serpents , overspread Her wrinckled Neck : a Mantle cross her Breast , In which forsaken Dido's Death , exprest By her fair Sister's Hand , and there bequeath'd As Sacred ( with the Sword , She , Frantick , sheath'd In her own Bosom ) fastn'd by a Charm On her left Shoulder , and her other Arm Quite Naked , waving round a Stygian Wand , With which , by adding Words , She could command The Pow'rs of Hell , She meets him at the Door , And leads him in . The Sacrifice before Prepar'd , and She ( no Minutes now delay'd ) Invoking some Infernal Names , to aid The Work , strait horrid Voices rend the Air ; Some mornful Groans ; some Sighs of sad Despair : Then , as if Hell were near , the Noise of Chains , With doleful Cries , which their inflicted Pains Extort . For all the Ghosts of Cadmus Race , Whom Guilt had stain'd , frequenting still the Place , To the un-kindled Altars brought Supplies Of Bloodlike Flames , which of themselves to rise Appear , and by their gloomy Light , and Smell Of Sulphur , shew , that they were brought from Hell . At length , the Sacrifice was open lay'd , Whose Entrails when the Priestess had survay'd , She thus the Gods declar'd . " If Hannibal " Be from his Country free , He never shall " Become a Slave to Rome . His very Name " Shall make the Syrian Armies own'd by Fame , " And Italy once more shall fear , lest She " By his Invasive Arms should ruin'd be . " Scipio shall not more Fortunate at Rome " By th' World be held , then Hannibal at Home . " One Year shall give a Period to their Breath , " And each finde Satisfaction in his Death . " In Latian Ground shall Scipio's Ashes ly , " On Libyssaean Hannibal shall dy . With this ambiguous Oracle , his Minde As Great , and High , as when he first design'd The War , as if the Gods were still the Same , Away he speeds ? Thoughts of his former Fame , And Victories , all present Fears allay , And , with reviving Hopes , his Faith betray To a vain Confidence , That He , alone , If arm'd , could shake the World , and Rome unthrone . Ambition , and Revenge think nought too great For their Attempt , and , whil'st he doth repeat The Actions , which atchiev'd his former Fame , He counts all Easy , that 's within his Aim , Nor weighs th' Incertainty of Fates to come . Those civil Factions , that , before , at Home , Weak'ned his Arms , now , undistinguish'd , groan Under that Yoke , which Rome for Him , alone , So long prepar'd : so that ev'n He might boast A Victory , when Envious Carthage lost Her Liberty , and Captiv'd Hanno found , No other Hand could cure that Fatal Wound , But Hannibal's alone ; who , now , got Free , Would search the World to finde a Remedy . Thus , chearful with the Gods , misunderstood , ( As a fierce Tyger , thirsting after Blood , Far from his Covert rangeth , seeking Prey ) O're the Vocanian Plains he took his Way , And , through the Thapsian Fields , his Course pursu'd : Where ( still the Gods resolving to delude His Thoughts with dubious things ) he Waking dreams Of future Fates , and , swiftly Posting , seems This Language , from the Genius of the Place , To hear . Fly hence , fly Hannibal apace . Let Asia , no longer now attend Thine Arm , the World 's great Quarrel to defend . Delay the Mother is of Doubts , and Fears , And he , that long the Yoke of Bondage bears , Forgets , that he was Free , and entertains A Servile Love of Safety with his Chains . Thy Presence shall encrease the Noble Fire In Syrian Breasts , and they , at length , conspire 'Gainst Rome with Thee , and Carthage entertain An Hope by Thee her Freedom to regain . That War , which Thou didst , with so great Applause , Wage as Thine Own , is made the Common Cause Of the whole World , and all Mankinde is now Provok'd to be Assertours of thy Vow . Of Roman● Blood , all Seas , all Lands shall taste , And (q) (q) Where Scipio , the ●last of the Pompeian Generals , was overthrown by Caesar : in which Battel ten thousand of the Pompeians were slain . Thapsus , 'mong the Chief , in Fame be plac't . No sooner did the Blushes of the Morn The Stars extinguish , and the Day was born , When they arriv'd near to that Fatal Shore , Where trembling Seamen hear the Billows roar (r) (r) These Syrtes are two , whereof the less is not far distant from Carthage , and against it is the Island Ce●cinna , whither Hannibal fled . Of its Dangers , and Site , see Strabo , Geogr. lib. 17. Against those Syrts , which , moving to and fro , Bring certain Ruin , wheresoe're they go . Charybdis , nor dire Scylla's Rage , so great A Danger to Sicilian Vessels threat : Sometimes themselves , above the Waves , they heave , And stand like Promontories to deceive Unskilful Mariners ; strait , falling back , Choak up the Chanel , and prepare a Wrack Under smooth Waters , where , with all their Pride Display'd , tall Ships of late might safely ride . But Hannibal less fears the Treach'rous Sand , Or raging Seas , then the more Treach'rous Land , Which , Confident of better Fate , he quits , And to a little Bark himself commits . The Seas , as Conscious , that he was too Great To be their Sacrifice , their Rage forget . The Syrts retire , and the Conspiring Gales Pursue the Bark , and swell her pregnant Sails . The careful Pilot for Cercîna steers , Scarce knowing , that the Fraight his Vessel bears , Once balanc'd the whole World ; yet wonders Heav'n , In that tempestuous Track , a Course so ev'n Allow'd : so much the flatt'ring Destinies , With a smooth Vizor of Success , disguise Intended Ruin ; that ev'n Hannibal Measures , from hence , what ever might befal Himself , and , while they yet the Africk Shore ( On which the Fates resolv'd henever more Should tread ) in View retain'd : I now am Free ( Perfidious Country ) both from Rome , and Thee ; My better Fortune now ( saith He ) doth stand Not in a Senate's Vote , but in this Hand , This Hand , which ( maugre thy Ingratitude ) Shall Thee ( if Me the Gods do not delude ) Redeem ; and Thou , at length , confess , that none Can breake thy Yoke , but Hannibal alone . Now from the flying Ship the Land withdrew : The Libyan Shore descends ; no more in View Those Altars , which Vlysses once did rear , To rescue his forgetful Friends , appear . Unhappy Men ! who in those Dang'rous Fields Found out those strange Delights , that (s) (s) In these Syrtes inhabited Lotophagi , among whom Vlysses his Companions , bewitched with the Taste of the Lotus , desired to dwell , till Vlysses there raised Altars to Sacrifice for their Recovery , the Ruins whereof were to be seen in the Time of Strabo . ( lib. 17. ) and Homer ( Odyss. lib. 9. ) Lotus yields , Whose Taste all other Pleasures far exceeds , Man nothing more to make him Happy needs ; In this all dear Delights at once they found , And Memory of Friends , and Country drown'd . No sooner these were lost , but to their Eyes Cercîna , 'midst the Waves , began to rise . Approaching near the Port , some Ships they found , Whose Carthaginian Owners , Homeward bound , Soon as the Prince they spy'd upon the Shore , Haste to salute Him , and almost Adore . The Memory of his high Deeds , within Their Breasts still liv'd : how great He once had been , To Minde they call , and pay unto his Name Those Honours , which , they know , his Merits claim ; Though now his State be less : for with a Cloud O'recast , or else Eclips'd , the Sun 's allow'd To be the same in Virtue , as before , When it shin'd Brightest ; nor was He the more To be neglected , 'cause the borrow'd Rays Of Train , at which the Common People gaze , And great with Envy swell , aside are lay'd . He still is that fam'd Hannibal , who made So many Barb'rous Nations to submit To his Commands , and Native Rites forget ; While fierce Massylians , with Iberians , stood In Fight , Revengers each of others Blood ; While rude Cantabrians , with the Celtae , came T' assert his Quarrel , and beneath his Name United liv'd , as if one Clime their Birth Had giv'n , and nurtur'd them on Fertile Earth . Here all are busy to express their Care To entertain Him , and to such , as were Inquisitive to know , what did invite Him thither , cunning , He , reply'd : I might ( Indeed ) have gone to Tyre another Way ; But none so near I judg , since I this Day Must spe●d in Sacrifice , to th' Pow'rs above , That what I there must prosecute , may prove Propitious to the State , which thither Me Hath sent , and since , within this Island , We Few Trees for Shelter finde , let Me entreat Your Sails , this Day , to shroud Us from the Heat O'th'scorching Sun . No sooner said , but all Their Hands employ ; some from the Masts let fall The Sails ; some lift them with their Yards to Land , On which extended streight , for Tents , they stand . And now whatever Rare the Isle affords , Makes up the Feast , and round the hast'ned Boards Lyaeus flows : and first , To Liberty A Bowl is crown'd , which all as greedily Quaff off , as if in it they thought to finde Their Wish , and Sense of Bondage from the Minde Expel . And , as the sparkling Liquour warms Their Blood , each man , as if he were in Arms , Defies the Pow'r of Rome ; now scorns to bear That Yoak , which , in a Sober mind , his Fear Would prompt him to imbrace , and what before He durst not Think , he now dares Act , and more . All former Fears are banish'd : This exclaims 'Gainst Hanno's Pride ; and That his Countrey blames For want of Courage , bids the Prince again Attempt to take away that Fatal Stain , For which , as in th' inflaming Juice he steeps His Brains , he in a Drunken Pity weeps . But Hannibal , whose Thoughts were far from thence Remov'd , and entertain'd a nobler Sense Of what they suffer'd , then themselves , mean while , Looks on their Follies with a scornful Smile , And , with repeated Cups , still feeds the Flame ; Untill , as he design'd , he overcame Their Strength , and , while their Hands as yet retain'd The Blushing Bowls , Sleep all their Senses chain'd . The End of the First Book of the Continuation .
Infaustis Masanissa rapit Connubia taedis ▪ Praecipitatque suae Sophonis bae Fata . Veneno Hausta Romanos , metuens Nova Sponsa Triumphos , Servata infelix , it Libertate sub Vmbras .

Dignissimo Viro Gulielmo Wiseman de Magna Canfeild in Comitatu Essex Baronetto Iabula observantiss : D.D.D.

A CONTINUATION OF SILIUS ITALICUS To the DEATH of HANNIBAL , The Second Book . THE ARGUMENT . To Hannibal Isalces doth relate King Masanissa's Love , and the sad Fate Of Sophonisba . Rome dreads the Report Of a new War . In the Ephesian Court Scipio , and Hannibal are entertain'd , And meet , as Friends . The City , Temple , and Its Wealth describ'd . Great Alexander's Deeds Eumolpus sings . Whence a Discourse proceeds , Who the best Captains we●e . Past Actions are Revolv'd . The King resolves upon a War . WHILE thus pretended Piety beguiles The Vulgar , and the glad Deceiver smiles At the Success ; Secure , that none could bear The Tidings of his Flight , before the Fear Of being stop'd was past , to Sea again He hastens , hoises Sail , while yet the Reign Of Night continu'd , and the (a) (a)

Cynosura , ( or Vrsa Minor ) which the Tyrians observed in Sailing , as the Greeks did Helice ( or Vrsa Major ) according to that of Ovid , lib. Trist.

Two Bears there are , of which the Tyrian seeks The Less , the Greater guides the wandring Greeks . Tyrian Star Lent faithful Beams to guide the Mariner , And as , well pleas'd with what had past , his Friends Discours'd , how much their Mirth had made Amends For all Delays , his sure Numidian Guide ( Who once attended on great Syphax Bride ) Began . But He inspir'd above the Rest To Me appear'd , who did so much detest , And scorn their Names , who , through a shameful Dread Of Dying , had submitted to be led In Triumph , and , in Chains , before they Dy'd , Had tamely Sacrific'd unto the Pride Of Roman Conqu'rours . How He did declame , For this , 'gainst Syphax ! how adore the Name Of Noble Sophonisba ! who did bear A Face as Chearful , as I carry here , ( Said He ) and , to avoid that Shame , was seen To drink her Death , and fall a Glorious Queen . I well observ'd his Zeal , and , I confess , ( Reply'd Great Hannibal ) could little less Then weep , at Mention of so dear a Name . But since we onely have , by Common Fame , Her Story heard , and You a Witness w●re Of all that past , to Us her Fate declare . Then He. When Syphax was o'rethrown , and all Numidia lost , through his Unhappy Fall , False Masanissa less ambitiously Aspir'd unto his Empire , then to be Successour in his Bed , and when h' had gain'd The Queen into his Pow'r ( the King enchain'd , And kept a Trophy to Young Scipio's Pride ) Impatient till h' enjoy'd so fair a Bride , His Minde he thus discovers : If the Throne Of Syphax , or Numidia's Wealth , alone , Had been the Object of mine Arms , I now Whate're the Gods , or Fortune could allow To my Desires , possess'd : but know my Aim ( Fair Queen ) is Higher , and a Nobler Flame Reigns in my Breast , the Romane General May this ( perchance ) an Happy Conquest call , Because his Eagles , now , securely fly O're the Numidian Plains . But nothing I Have gain'd , though this late Victory restore Whatever Syphax did , from Me , before Usurp ; though Hammon , and Tarpeian Iove Conspire to make Me great , unless your Love This Happiness confirm . For this did I From Libya's to the Romane Ensigns fly , Knowing no other Means to win You from (b) (b) Masanissa , in his Youth Educated in Carthage , and observed to be a Person of singular Accomplishments , Hasdrubal ( the Son of Giscon ) betrothed to Him his Daughter Sophonisba ( as eminent for her Beauty , as Birth , and imediately procured Him the Command of an Army in Iberia . But afterward , finding Syphax a more powerful Prince , inamoured of Her . He bestowed Her on him , which ( among other things ) incited Masanissa privately to make Peace with Scipio , and turn his Arms against Carthage . Appian , Liby● . My Rival's Arms , and since He is by Rome Thrown from that glorious Height , and can no more Be Worthy held of what He did before In You enjoy ( since none , but He , that wears A Crown , and in his Hand a Scepter bears , Can Merit such a Bliss ) that You may live A Queen , and ( what lost Carthage cannot give , Nor Sophonisba take , but from my Hand ) Be still ador'd through the Numidian Land . Accept my Love , by which , You can alone Shun Romane Chains , and still possess a Throne . To this the Queen ( though an extream Disdain Of what He offer'd in Her Soul did Reign ) Fearing to be a Spectacle at Rome , More then to Dy , replies . 'T is to presume Too much upon your Victory , if You Imagine it as Easy , to Subdue This Heart , as late our Arms : and though , by Force , You have already made a sad Divorce , Yet know the Memory of Syphax Name Will , in this Breast , admit no other Flame , While He survives . But , rather then be led To Rome in Triumph , I confess the Bed Of any born of Libyan Blood may be Prefer'd : yet , if the adverse Fates decree , That , to avoid that Shame , I must the Crime Of hasty Nuptials add , a little Time ( Me thinks ) you ought , in Justice , to allow , To expiate , with Tears , my former Vow . With this Reply , which neither gave Assent To his Demand , nor yet deny'd , Her Tent He quits , advising Her to shun Delays , In her Resolve ; for that , e're many Days Should pass , the Captives must be sent to Rome , And Her Consent would , then , too Tardy come . At these last Words , as when our Libyan Darts A Tygress strike , at first , amaz'd , She starts , And growling stands , but when the wounding Steel Is deeply fix'd , and She begins to feel The Anguish of a Wound , She rends the Air With Cries , and , lab'ring with her Teeth to tare The Weapons forth , augments her Pain , then flies To some known Covert , and there , Raving , dies . Struck to the Heart ( as if She then had seen The Gorgon's Head , or , like Amphîon's Queen , Congeal'd to Marble ) Statue-like She stands , A while , and Silent weeps . At length , her Hands Invade her Head , from which She , frantick , tears The lovely Hair , and , furiously , impairs The Beauty of that Face , which by two Kings Had been ador'd . At last , Her self She flings Upon her Bed , and , with a mournful Cry , On her dear Syphax calls . Which hearing , I Stept in , and found her turning to and fro , Her Eyes : now dry , and fir'd with Anger , so , When Pentheus scorn'd the Trieterick Feast , Agave's Looks Her inward Rage exprest . Amaz'd , a while , I Silent stood : till She , Sighs making Way for Words , at length to Me Her Speech directs . 'T is not , because Uncrown'd , ( Isalces ) that I grieve ; a deeper Wound My Soul afflicts , and I am wrack'd between Two dire Extreams . Oh! had I never seen Numidia's Court , or had I ne're been led , By Hymen's Tapers , to my Syphax Bed , The World , perhaps , had never heard that one , Born of Great Hasdrubal , was from a Throne To Rome a Captive led , but I must now ( Oh cruel Fate ! ) renounce my Nuptial Vow , To yield up ( what my Lord esteem'd above Numidia's Throne ) the Treasure of my Love To Masanissa , and in his Embrace Those Sacred Ties dissolve , or in the Face Of Rome , the greatest Trophy of the War , Exposed be , and the Triumphal Car Of the proud Conquerour , in Chains attend . Ye Gods ! what greater Mischief can Ye send Upon this Head ? Your Thunder cannot give A Blow so Fatal , if you let Me live To see that Day . As thus She spake , her Eyes , With sudden Streams of Tears , her Tongue surprize . When I perceiv'd , that Masanissa's Flame ( Though yet an Enemy ) was still the same , He had before profess'd ; hoping the Charms Of such a Beauty might regain his Arms To Carthage , as they Syphax had withdrawn From Romane Leagues , after a Solemn Pawn Of Faith , before the Gods : I thus begun . Had Heav'n left any other Means to shun The Pow'r of Rome , and that prodigious Shame , Which proudly they on all of Tyrian Name Inflict , I should resolve , whate're it be , To share Your Fortune . But since , now , You see The Conquerour your Captive is , You may Redeem your Self , and give a better Day To Your lost Country . 'T was for this alone , Hasdrubal plac'd you on Numidia's Throne , The Cause is still the Same , nor is 't a Crime , Which Fate Necessitates , and which in Time You may a Signal Piety avow To all the World . Ev'n Syphax will allow It such , and dy Content , if You restore Entire to Libya what She lost before . Perswaded thus ; as when a Sea-man findes Nothing , but certain Ruin from the Windes , Which on the Ocean storm , resolv'd no more To trust their Fury , for ●ome Neighb'ring Shore He steers , and , to secure Himself , doth choose , Upon a Sand , the lab'ring Bark to loose : So , from Rome's Rage , the Queen resolves to throw Her self , for Safety , on a gentler Fo ; Who now approach'd , while She puts on a Face Might move his Pity , and a God's Embrace . So , when her Memnon dy'd , Aurora threw Over her Rosy Cheeks a Veil of Dew , Through which dissolving Chrystal , from Her Eyes Day did more sadly , yet more Fragrant rise . Soon as He entred , Prostrate at his Feet She falls , and thus now sues his Love to meet . If my distracted Piety did swell Too High , if what I utter'd did not well Beseem a Captive ( mighty Prince ) I here Beseech You pardon Me , not wont to bear So weighty Griefs , and , since th' Immortal Gods , Above my Syphax Fate , on You these Odds ( Due to your Valour , and good Fortune ) have Bestow'd , whatever be my Doom , I crave It may proceed from You. And as you are A King , and with my Lord did lately share In the Numidian Name , let Me not be Expos'd to any Roman's proud Decree . As I am onely Wife to Syphax , I Would rather any Libyan's Mercy try , Then trust a Stranger . But withall you know What I , a Carthaginian , Daughter to Great Hasdrubal , may from a Roman fear . If then no other Remedy appear Within your Pow'r , I here beseech you still , By Death to free Me from the Romans Will . Scarce this ( with all Allurements , that could move At once the Conqu'rour's Pity , and his Love ) She had declar'd , when He wipes off her Tears With fervent Kisses , and her future Fears Allays , with Promise to preserve her Free From Roman Hands . But pleads Necessity ( To be Secure ) that Night to Consummate Their Nuptial Rites . Unwillingly , to Fate , And his Desires She yields , and at the Time Her doubtful Heart , as Conscious of a Crime , Calls back her Blood , then sends it forth again Into her Cheeks ( so shines a Scarlet Stain On Ivory ) asham'd to have it said , One Day a Captive her , and Bride had made . And now the Weary Horses of the Sun To the Tartessiack Shore their Course had run ; When Masanissa , with all Sacred Rites , The Presence of the Marriage God invites . But no good Omen shew'd him to be there ; The Fire the Incense flies ; the Altars are Smooth'rd in Stygian Smoak ; a dreadful Sound Through all the Temple runs , and shakes the Ground ▪ And , as from thence into their Chamber they Retire , the Holy Tapers , all the Way , With Sputt'ring Flames ( as if Alecto shed Sulphure upon them ) lead them to their Bed . All this , intent upon his Mistress Eyes , He either did not see , or did Despise . Concluding what He should enjoy would all Those Miseries out-weigh , that could befal Before this Fatal Night was spent . The Fame Of Masanissa's hasty Nuptials came To Scipio's Ear ; He , fearing to give Way To such a growing Mischief , soon as Day Had chas'd away the Stars , by Laelius sends A Summons , and , thus sharply reprehends His Levity . 'T is my Belief , ( said He ) That when We first contracted Amity In Spain , and then in Africa , when Thou Didst both thy Self , and all those Hopes , which now Thou callst thine Own , to Me commit , that then Something in Me thou did'st 'bove other Men Worthy that Trust conceive . But I in none Of all these Virtues , that did prompt Thee on To seek my Friendship , more of Glory plac't , Then in my Temperance : That with a Chast , And Sober Minde , I could suppress the Flame Of hottest Lust ; and this , I then did aim , To other thy rare Virtues might be joyn'd . For trust Me , Noble Prince , We cannot finde So much of Danger from our Armed Foes , As from those stronger Pleasures , that enclose Us round : and whotsoer'e repells their dire Assaults , and can by Temp'rance his Desire Within Himself Subdue , a Victory Of greater Honour gains , then that , which We O're Syphax have obtain'd . Those Noble Things , Which Thou , with Valour worthy greatest Kings , Hast in my Absence done , I did , of late , To all of Name in Arms commemorate With all due Praise , and still shall keep in Minde . But I had rather Thou on what 's behinde Would'st with thy Self reflect , then Blush to hear Me give 't a Name . It plainly doth appear To all the World , that Syphax was or'ethrown , And Captiv'd by the Auspicies alone O' th' Roman People . Whatsoever He Possess'd : his Kingdom , Wife , and People , We May challenge as our Prize , and none a Share Of Right , can claim . Though Sophonisba were No Carthaginian born ; or did not We Her Father Gen'ral of their Armies see : Yet must She ( who a King , that was our Friend , An Enemy hath made , and in the End Against Us drawn to Arms ) be sent to Rome , And there the Senate's , and the People's Doom Attend. Strive therefore to subdue thy Minde , Shake this lewd Passion off , so much inclin'd To draw Thee into Ruin ; nor the Grace Of all thy Virtues , with one Vice , Deface ; Nor by one Crime deprive thy Self of all Those Thanks , at Rome , for which thy Merits call . Struck to the Heart ( as if some sudden Flame Were darted through his Blood ) the Fire of Shame Flies to his Face : Yet nothing He replies , But strait retires with Sighs , and swelling Eyes ; And , knowing , that what Scipio had decreed Must stand Irrevocable , sends , with Speed , For Me , and with a Box , into my Hand A fatal Poison puts , with this Command : Bear this to my Dear Sophonisba , say , That Masanissa was resolv'd to pay That Faith to Her , which kindest Husbands ow To their Dear Wives . But , since the Fates have so Decreed , that They now countermand his Will , To whom it is subjected ; He is still Resolv'd his second Promise firm shall stand : And , that , Alive , into a Roman's Hand She may not fall , advise , that with her Drink She intermix this Poison . Bid Her think Upon the General ( her Father ) and Her Country : think how , once , She did command The Hearts of two great Kings , to whom Sh' hath been In Marriage joyn'd , and let Her Dy a Queen . The baneful Drug to my Dear Mistress I , With this harsh Message , brought . Prepar'd to Dy , And with Undaunted Minde the Worst to bear , That Fate could add , She , with Attentive Ear , Listn'd to what I said , and , as She took In her fair Hand the Poison , with a Look Moor Chearful , then when She a Bride was made To Masanissa , I accept ( She said ) His Nuptial Present : nor is it to Me At all Unwelcome , since ( my Husband ) He Can nothing Greater on his Wife bestow : But yet , withall , I pri'thee let Him know , That Sophonisba would more pleas'd have Dy'd , If , at her Death , She had not been his Bride : For then my Country might upon my Tomb Have writ , that , thus , I Triumph'd over Rome . No sooner spoke , but to her Lips She joyn'd The deadly Cup , and , Greedy there to finde A speedy Death , swallows it ; all and , while We , Trembling , stand about Her , with a Smile , Which made her Lovely ev'n in Death ( her Heart Recalling now the Blood , from ev'ry Part , To its Relief ) She sinks , and , as She lies Upon her Couch , gives one Great Sigh , and dies . As the Numidian this sad Story told , The Day began to rise . They now behold The Tyrian Coast , by which they Steer unto That City , whence the Carthaginians drew Their fam'd Original , when Dido from Her Brother fled . Receiv'd , as if at Home , With all the Joy , that could express the Pride They had conceiv'd , in being near ally'd To that Great Hannibal , who late the Fear Of all the World had been ; when he had there Himself refresh'd , again He hoists his Sails For Antioch : from thence , with prosp'rous Gales , At Ephesus arriv'd ; where , glad to finde The Syrian King , who , with a dubious Minde , His Hate , conceiv'd against the Roman Name , Pursu'd , at length he fix'd , and by his Fame In Arms , appearing like a Martial Star , Guided his wand'ring Thoughts into a War . And now , o're all the Syrian Cities , Fame Her lofty Head had rais'd , and with the Name Of Hannibal awak'd the God of War : When strait the sev'ral Nations , which from far Their Tribute to the Syrian Crown did bring , And gave the Title , (c) (c) Antiochus , the Sixth from Seleucus , ( who was Alexander's Lieutenant in Syria ) much enlarged his Dominions by his several Conques●s , and was therefore called The Great : Appian . Syriac . GREAT , unto their King , Fly into Arms , and to th' Ephesian Court The Princes , and Embassadours resort . All promise Aid ; secure , that He was come , To stand a Bulwark 'gainst the Force of Rome , And Asian Tow'rs defend with greater Odds , Then all their Arms , or Tutelary Gods . All his great Merits plead , and , fondly , raise The Value of his Virtues with their Praise . No Errours are allow'd in all , that He Hath done . So little do the Vulgar see A Fault , where they affect , or know to State The Reasons of their sudden Love , or Hate . Carthage ( though now in Chains ) Unpiti'd stands : The Gods are prais'd , that her Ingrateful Hands He had escap'd . For his late Overthrow , And Fight , they cast not on the Publick Fo , But Home-bred Treachery ; as not the Crime Of Fortune , but the Envy of the Time . Envy , which still detracts from greatest Deeds , And on the Ruins of the Virtuous feeds ; Which first , against the God's rebellious Wars Had rais'd , and made the Giants Storm the Stars . She Honour still pursues wheree're it goes : Wheree're it treads , She Stygian Poison throws ; That its fair Foot-steps quickly doth Deface , And raiseth her own Trophies in its Place . With this Applause the Court , and City , ring . Some invocate the Gods , others the King Importune to the War . Then strait their Bands They List , and levy Troops in sev'ral Lands . Nor were those Aids to Syrian Bounds confin'd : But Names , and Nations to their Arms were joyn'd , (*) (*) Parthians . Who , when the Strength of Rome was greater far , The Fates decreed , should in a (d) (d) Marcus Crassus with his whole Army was overthrown , and Himself slain by the Parthians . future War Her Pow'r , though back'd by all the World , restrain , And with a Consul's Blood her Eagles stain . With those the Medes , who ev'n on Conqu'ring Foes Their Manners , and their Habit did impose , (e) (e) From the Medes , the Persians ( as also the Armenians ) learned their Arts of Riding , Shooting , and likewise their Habit , and Custom of adoring their Kings . Strabo in his Eleventh Book . From whom the Persians first Tiaras wore , And , falling Prostrate , did their Kings adore : Whose mighty Monarchs their Imperial Throne Had fix'd upon the Walls of Babylon , Till , weak'ned with Delights , that Empire , which (f) (f) Semiramis , Queen of Babylon , renowned for Her many Great Victories in Asia , over the greatest part whereof She Reigned fourty two Years , and at the Age of Sixty two Years was slain by her Son Ninus , who degenerating ( as likewise most of Her Successours ) from her Virtue , the Empire fell first into the Power of the Persians , who left it to Alexander . Of Her , see Iustine , in his Tenth Book . A Woman rais'd to so admir'd a Pitch , By Men less Valiant lost , the Prize became Of the Pellaean Youth , and crown'd his Name . And , as if all , that Asia could prepare , Where Hannibal appear'd , too little were T' attend his Fate ; as if the Earth alone Too Narrow were , for Him , to Fight upon . Though Europe gave her Aids , and Warlike Thrace , Must'ring her Chariots , did the War Embrace , Cilician , and Phoenician Ports are throng'd With Ships for War , and those where Hero long'd So oft to see Laeander from the Seas Rising ( like Hesp'rus , when he sought to please The Paphian Queen ) untill returning Day Reviv'd her Fears , and call'd her Love away . But when the Rumour of so great a War , So many Nations joyn'd , though distant far , Touch'd the Italian Coast : as swift , as Thought , To Rome it flies , and , soon as thither brought , Fear through all Quarters runs , in sev'ral Shapes Affrights their Mindes , commits a thousand Rapes Upon their Sense , and greater Prodigies , Then all before , abused Fancy sees , What ever did Portend their former Ills , Seems now again to fright the World , and fills The People's Ears . Sometimes the Alps are said To tremble , while Trinacrian Flames invade Th' Italian Shore : as if , from Aetna's Womb , Th' Infernal Gods , themselves , had threatned Rome . Etrurian Augurs , strait , consulted are , And , from these vain Reports , divine a War ; While Nature , sporting , to confirm their Fears , Makes Lions bring forth Lambs , and Wolves teem Bears . Then , as if Carthage had her Chains again Thrown off , and arming her Revenge with Spain , The Boii , Celtae , and those Nations all , That Rome had reason still her Foes to call , Did Italy Invade : the Roman Dames Run to the Temples , and with Holy Flames The Altars Crown , and thus to Heav'n complain . If these our Walls yet merit to remain ( Great Father Iove ) if Sybil's Prophecies Shall be confirm'd , and thou dost not despise Tarpeian Tow'rs , : Ah! then , why should not We , After so many Wounds , and Toils , be Free ? Was Rome exalted to so High a State , Through so much Blood , that She might be to Fate A richer Sacrifice ? and must She fall By None , but by the Hand of Hannibal ? Rather to those her Walls her Pow'r confine , And with the Tarquins let Porsenna joyn : Or to the Rage of Senones , or Flames Of Brennus give Us up . Let not those Names , That with such Valour have your Temples ▪ here , So oft preserv'd , and were esteem'd so Dear To Heav'n , be now made Victims to the Hate Of One proud Man ; who , to accelerate Our Ruin , hath disturb'd the Peace of all The World . If Fates Decree , that Rome must fall , Give Her a Fo , whose Virtues may exceed Her Own , and let our Crimes , and Vices bleed By a more Pious Hand , such , as from Blame May free your Justice , with a better Name . He , Perjur'd , from those Holy Altars flies , Where Peace was sworn , and doth that League despise , Which in the Name of all the Gods was sign'd , And now his Arms hath with a People joyn'd , Where We that Fate , which He at Capua found , Shall undergo ; where Vices will abound , As Victories encrease , and We shall be Lost , by our Triumphs , in their Luxury . (g) (g) After the Romanes had advanced their Conquests into Asia , they were soon entangled in the Delights of those Provinces , and brought their Vices into Italy , to the Ruin of the Antient Roman Virtue . Thus will perfidious Carthage , not by Arms , See her Revenge on Us , but Asia's Charms . Mean while great Scipio , who their former Fears Had drown'd in Carthaginian Mothers Tears , ( Whom Heav'n , to balance Hannibal , to Rome Had lent , and in his Hand had plac'd the Doom Of all the World ) with gently-breathing Gales , From the Italian Shore , to Asia Sails , T' explore the King's Intent . At length , He came To that fam'd City , where Diana's Name In a fair Temple more Devotion moves , With gentile Rites , the (h) (h) Thoas , King of the Taurick Region in Scythia , where Diana had her Altars , on which they offered Humane Blood . The same likewise was a Custom at Carthage . See Silius in his Fourth Book . Thoantéan Groves . No weeping Mother here to Heav'n complains , While her Son's Blood the Cruel Altar stains . But the bright Goddess , under Silver Shrines , As Pleas'd appears , as when Her Brother joyns , With full reflected Beams , her radiant Horns , And , more then all the Stars , the Night adorns . In a large Plain , through which Maeander brings His Winding Waters , in a thousand Rings , To the Myrtôan Main , the City stands ; First built ( they say ) by Amazonian Bands , That from Thermodōon , with Moon-like Shields , Victorious march'd , through the Trachéan Fields , Commanded by an Oracle before , To build a City , where a Fish , and Boar Should , Dying , shew the Place ; Fate was their Guide This Way : where , sitting on the Ground , they spy'd Some busily employ'd their Living Prey To broil , late taken from th' adjoyning Sea . When strait a Fish throws , with a sudden Leap , A burning Coal , upon a Neighb'ring Heap Of Straw ; which turn'd to Flame , a sleeping Boar Beneath it they beheld . Earth None before More Terrible had bred ; as Big , as that , Which both Diana's , and Althaea's Hate (i) (i) Who slew the Boar , sent by Diana to Plague Caledonia , and disputing the Trophy of his Head with his Mother's Brothers , slew them also ; for which , by the Sorcery of his Mother Althaea , He likewise dyed Languishing . Ovid. Met. lib. 8. On Meleager drew . But this was there With better Omen found , t' Instruct them , where , The Goddess would on Earth most Pleas'd abide , And make fam'd Ephesus great Asia's Pride . They all , amaz'd , his weighty Bulk admire : And , as He , Grunting , starteth from the Fire , A ready Hand a well-aim'd Jav'lin throws , Which in his Shoulder fix'd ( as He arose ) A Deadly Wound . But yet awhile He fled , And they with Shouts pursu'd , till , falling Dead , The Oracle was by his Death fulfill'd , And they their City there resolv'd to build . Now do the Sacred Ploughs the Walls design , And to the Stars the lofty Turrets joyn Their shining Tops . The Goddess to renown , And to Immortalize their Labours , down From Heav'n her (k) (k) This Image is said to be of a Blackish Wood , very rude in Form , but imposed on the People as fallen from Heaven , as is mentioned by St. Paul ( Acts xix . 35. ) and kept in the Sanctuary of this Magnificent Temple , so renowned through all Asia . It was the Work of above an hundred Kings , and not onely endowed with Inestimable Wealth , but with Privilege of Refuge , whose Bounds were enlarged , or diminished , according to the Devotion of the Princes , that governed , untill abolished by Augustus , as a Nursery of Villains . Image sent , which with it more Of Riches brought , then if another Show'r ( Like that of Danâe's ) Iove powr'd again Upon the Place : or , if to Silver Rain The very Stars dissolv'd . For soon as Fame The Presence of the Goddess , and her Name Through Asia had divulg'd : Devotion brings From Ganges , and Hydaspes greatest Kings , Who sweetest Spices , which their Fields adorn , Cull'd from the Bosom of the Rising Morn , With Gold , and Ivory , devoutly lay Upon her Shrine , and as their Tribute pay All Treasures , that the Womb of Asian Earth Enrich : all , that the Seres , at the Birth Of Day , could gather from their silken Trees : What the Sabaean , or Arabian sees , Dropping from fragrant Boughs : with whatsoe're From shining Rocks , or Shells the Indians bare To Eastern Kings , into the Sacred Fane Are heap'd : which now no longer can contain Its Wealth . And therefore they a Work begun , Then which the Rising , nor the falling Sun , None greater view'd ; whose Structure did excell , What ever Fame of Babylon doth tell , Or Pharian Pyramids ; which by one Age Could not accomplish'd be , but did engage Succeeding Kings , who in that Work alone Employ'd the Riches of the Syrian Throne , And puzzled Art , to finde out Waies , to show Their Pious Bounty . There , as White as Snow , Tall , polish'd Alablaster Pillars shine ( As purest Emblems of that Pow'r Divine , Was there ador'd ) upon whose carved Heads An Ebon Roof the curious Builder spreads . This , like black Night , hung or'e the Place , untill Myriads of Silver Stars the Frame did fill ; And , to express her Empire in the Skies , With a full Orb , a Crystal Moon did rise . Through this , as Mother to Succeeding Day , Clear Light flow'd in , and did at large display The Temple's Glory . There you might behold High Altars , not adorn'd , but built with Gold . The Hearths were of the bright Pyropus made , Whose Flames the Sacrifices on them lay'd , Seem'd of themselves to burn : all other Fire As vanquish'd by their Lustre , to retire ; All Gems thus were , or beautiful , or Rare ( As if their Native Quarries had been there ) In greatest Plenty shine , in ev'ry part So plac'd , their Value is encreas'd by Art , Their lively Figures as exactly stand , Compos'd of sev'ral Stones , as if the Hand Of some rare Painter , to express his Skill In Colours , did the Walls , and Pavement fill . Through a large Plain of Em'rads , with her Crue Of Cretan Nymphs , Diana doth pursue The flying Game : their Arms , and Shoulders bare ; Their Tyrian Vests tuck'd to their Knees , their Hair In lovely Tresses , yet neglected flows Upon their Backs : some arm'd with golden Bows ; Some carry Darts , some Spears , whose points , insteed Of Steel , with Diamonds , make the Beasts to bleed . This wounds a Panther , that a Tyger , this A Lion kills , not any Hand doth miss The Beast at which it aims , and thus with Chase Of various kindes , they beautify the Place . Above the rest a secret Chappel ( where The Eunuch-Priests alone permitted were To enter ) did delight , and Terrour move . In a fair Fountain shadow'd by a Grove Of varied Agats made , encompast round With naked Nymphs , the Hart , Actaeon , found Bright Cynthia bathing ; 'bout her Snow-white Thighs The purling Waters play : with fixed Eyes At first , He peeping stands behinde a Tree , But Curious , anon , more near to see , He farther steps , and stepping is betrai'd By rusling Leaves . Startling , the Delian Maid Looks back , and spying him , Anger , and Shame To be so seen , at once her Face enflame . As Red She looks , as when her Brother's Light Deni'd , She doth (l) (l) The Women of Thessaly , when the Moon was Eclipsed , were wont to make a Noise with all sorts of brasen Instruments , believing by it to assist her in her Agony . Thessalian Dames affright . And now her Rage no longer will delay His Fate , but strait his Form she takes away : Longer his Head , and Ears , upon his Brow Large Horns , his Arms , and Thighs more slender grow ; No more Erect , but prone t'wards Earth he goes : In all a Beast , but yet , alass , he knows He is not what he was ; when strait the Cry Of his Molossian Hounds perswades to fly . The Nymphs , all laughing , urge them to pursue The Chase : He flies , they follow , and in View , Pinch'd in the Haunch , ( to shew Diana's Power ) He falls , and they their Master chang'd devour . Here his two Guests , then which the World had none Then Greater seen , whose Presence more his Throne Renown'd , then all the Trophies he had gain'd , The King with Chearful Welcom entertain'd , And to their Eyes , as to invite his Foes To a new Conquest , prodigally shews His Empire 's Riches . For no King before That had the Syrian Scepter sway'd , did more Possess : He was of all the Richest Heir , That did Great Alexander's Trophies share , And that vast Wealth not onely kept Entire , But greater , which his Conquests did acquire , Heap'd on his Throne . As if , to entertain Those famous Heroes , Fortune did ordain , That past , and present Ages should combine To yield their Spoils , and in that Honour joyn . It was a Day , when to commemorate The King's Nativity , th' Ephesian State With annual Rites their Loyal Joys exprest . The King ( as Custom was ) a Stately Feast Prepares : the Nobles all , invited , come , And there the Fates of Carthage , and of Rome ( Scipio , and Hannibal ) the Banquet grace , And now meet , not to Fight , but to Embrace . So when Aenéas fled from Ruin'd Troy , And sought a fore in Conquest to enjoy , Met by Tydîdes on th' Oenotrian Shore , They laid aside that Fury , which before Reign'd in their Breasts , which Xanthus Yellow Flood , And the Dardanian Plains had stain'd with Blood , And , with new Friendship , what they both had done In Arms , repeat , since that sad War begun . They now are glad each others Face to know : Each counts the other Worthy such a Fo: Whose constant Courage nothing of Success In War could heighten , nor of Loss depress . Whose Virtue in all Fortunes was the same , And ow'd its Titles to no other Name . Who , in pursuit of Honour , sought not to Destroy a Noble Fo , but to subdue . And , when in Arms , would do what Man could dare T' attempt , and after Victory would spare The Conquer'd Blood : nor vainly sought to praise His own brave Deeds , and blast another's Bays . Such in th' Ephesian Court these Heroes shin'd , And with as free , and strict Embraces , joyn'd Their Valiant hands , as if nor Trebia's Flood , Nor Cannae had been stain'd with Roman Blood By Carthaginian Swords ; Nor Hannibal So lately had beheld his Countrie 's Fall In Zama's Wounds . Nor Scipio his Fate Deprest upbraids : nor Hannibal his Hate , At Stygian Altars sworn , discovers now . But Sacred Concord on each Heroe's Brow Sits , as Enthron'd , and over all the rest Her Wings display's , t' inaugurate the Feast . And now the Face of Mirth appears through all The Court . Th' invited in a spacious Hall At Iv'ry Tables sit , and richly there Their Senses feed , with whatsoever Rare The Asian World affords . The Seas , the Earth , And Air , to gratulate so high a Birth , Their choicest Tribute send , and all , that Art To heighten Nature's Bounty could impart , Was liberally employ'd . Amaz'd to see The strange Excess of Syrian Luxury , Soon cloy'd with diff'rent Thoughts , the Heroes are Affected , and perpend the future War . The Romans , pleas'd to think how weak in Fight Those Arms will prove , which softned with Delight , All Virtue so disarm'd : How easily The Roman Swords , their Way to Victory Would finde , where Honour led them on , and Spoils So wealthy , were the Trophies of their Toils . But Hannibal , more sadly thoughtful , calls To Minde the Fate of Capua , and the falls Of those brave Libyan Bands , that had so far Advanc'd his Name , till a more cruel War Of Ease , and Riot , at effeminate Boards , Un-nerv'd their Valour , dull'd their Conqu'ring Swords , Blasted those Laurels , that before had crown'd Their warlike Brows , and , as in Lethé , drown'd All Mem'ry of themselves , in these soft Charms So lost , they quite forgot the Use of Arms. As thus they ruminate , Eumolpus brings His Iv'ry Lute , and to the warbling Strings Accords his Voice , and chants , in smoothest Lays , The King's Descent , and Alexander's Praise . How first the Horned God his Libyan Grove , And Sacred Springs , for fair Olympia's Love , Forfook , and how , from that Divine Embrace , Small Pella was by a Celestial Race Renown'd , and while descending to the Earth 'Mong other Pow'rs Divine , t' assist his Birth , Th' Ephesian Goddess , busyed wholly there , Kept not her Famous Temple in her Care , (m) (m) In that Night , when Alexander was born , the Temple of Ephesus was fired by Herostratus ; who , upon the Wrack , confest He did it to make himself Famous ) whereupon Timaeus ( as Cicero ) or Magnesius ( as Plutarch affirms ) said , that the Goddess ( called Lucina , when She acts the Mid-wife's part ) was so busy to bring Alexander into the World , that She could not have time to save her Temple . Cic. de Nat. Dear . lib. 2. Plut. Alexander . An Impious Hand , to build it self a Name , With Sacrilegious Flames th' admired Frame Destroy'd . But , when Lucina's Care had giv'n To Earth a mighty Conquerour , to Heav'n (n) (n) In that Night , when Alexander was born , the Temple of Ephesus was fired by Herostratus ; who , upon the Wrack , confest He did it to make himself Famous ) whereupon Timaeus ( as Cicero ) or Magnesius ( as Plutarch affirms ) said , that the Goddess ( called Lucina , when She acts the Mid-wife's part ) was so busy to bring Alexander into the World , that She could not have time to save her Temple . Cic. de Nat. Dear . lib. 2. Plut. Alexander . A future Deity , and he began To shew the World , that he was more then Man , By his great Deeds , to his Immortal Name As humbly prostrate , as to the bright Flame Of rising Day , th' admiring Persian bow'd . To him Sabaeans , and Arabians vow'd Their richest Gums : to him the Parthians brought Their Bowes un-bent , and conque'rd Quivers , fraught With fatal Shafts : him all , from Ganges Shore , To those , that Nile's mysterious Streams adore , Their Lord obey'd , and , next the God of Wine , For Wonders done acknowlegd'd as Divine . But when he was for Earth too mighty grown , And summon'd hence to a Celestial Throne , Heav'n , that the Syrian Monarchy might stand For ever firm , into Sele●cus Hand The sacred Scepter gave . Since none , but he Was worthy to succeed a Deity , Who could Himself subdue . An act that far Transcends whatever can be done in War , And Man Immortal makes . For , who the Force Of Beauty can withstand , or can divorce Love from his wounded Breast , may justly more Of Conquest boast , then Gods have done before . Yet He , when by expiring Sighs he found Those very Eyes his Pious Son did wound , That his own Souls surpriz'd , and that the Name (o) (o) Antiochus , the Son of Seleucus , fell in Love with his Mother in Law , Stratonica , and ashamed to reveal his Passion , fell desperately Sick . Erasistratus , the Physician , finding it a Disease rather of the Minde then Body , and observing that while Stratonica was present , his Pulse , and Sp●●its were stronger , discovered the Cause of his Malady to his Father , who readily assented to his Desires , and from them came the race of this Antiochus . Of Stratonîca had the hidden Flame Reveal'd ( to shew how much a Noble Minde 'Bove Cupidinean Shafts prevails ) resign'd Into his Arms his Love , and rescu'd from The hand of Fate , a Race of Kings to come . Hence to our Royal Line this solemn Day We consecrate , and grateful Honours pay . Thus the Iönian sung ; and as among The rest , the lofty Subject of His Song The Libyan applauds : the Romane thus To him began . Though 'twixt the Gods , and Us , Great is the difference , yet Virtue may Raise Men , to those Felicities , which they In Heav'n enjoy , and none so worthy are Of that high Bliss , as those whose Name in War Hath plac'd them here , on Earth , above the rest Of Humane Race . Fate cannot such devest Of Immortality . For , with Applause , The World adores them , and obeys their Laws . From these all Arts , and Virtues , that the Minde Of Man enrich , at first took Birth , and finde Their just Rewards . For when Immortal Iove Had fram'd the World , though all the Stars above In Order plac'd , and strugling Nature saw All things created here , her certain Law , And Times obey ; yet , guided by their Will , Mankinde among themselves a Chaos still Retain'd . No Bounds of Justice to repress The Hand of Rapine : Vices in , Excess , Reign'd in all Mindes , the Names of Right , and Wrong Unknown to all ; the Virtuous were the Strong . Nor then did Man to greater Good aspire , Then what seem'd such , suggested by Desire . But , lest a Custom , in Licencious Deeds , The use of Reason , and Celestial Seeds Should quite deprave ; that true ( Promethean Fire , The Breasts of some Brave Heroes did inspire Those Monsters to subdue , and to compel The too Licencious under Laws to dwell : The Ill to punish , and the Good to Crown With due Rewards . Hence Honour , and Renown The Mindes of Mortals , first , from baser Earth Rais'd towards Heav'n , from whence they took their Birth . But since Lyaeus , and Alcides Wars The World with Trophies , and the Heav'n with Stars Adorn'd , who ( tell me ) hath the greatest Name In Arms deserv'd , and an Immortal Fame ? If such their Praise , if such their Merits are , The Libyan replies : No Hand in War , So worthy Fame , so mighty things hath done , As the Pellaean Youth : whose Valour won More Victories , then Time had Years to Crown His Life allow'd : The Force of whose Renown His Laws on farthest Nations did obtrude , And Kingdoms , which he never saw , subdu'd . For who , that heard , how great his Conquests were , How small his Force , would not , with Reason , fear compast round Those Arms , which Persia's (p) (p) When some of Alexander's Captains saw the vast Number of his Enemies , they adviseth him to fall upon them by Night : but He replyed , he scorned to steal a Victory . Quintus Curtius . Monarch With Troops , so numerous , that all the Ground 'Twixt Tigris , and Euphrates , scarce could yield Them room to stand ) subdu'd in open Field . Scorning to Fortune , or to Night to ow A Victory , He , in full Day , the Fo Assails , while God , and Men together stand Spectatours of the Wonders of his Hand , And see each Macedonian Souldiers bring A Nation captivated to their King . But , not to speak of Battels , where his Skill , And Conduct , all subjected to his Will , No Town , no City ( though the Sea , and Land Conspir'd against his Force ) could Him withstand ; (q) (q) The City of Tyre was so obstinate in holding out against Alexander's whole Force , that he resolved once to raise the Siege ; but , fearing it might stain the Glory of his former Victories , after seven Months Siege , and many terrible Attacks ( wherein He lost a great part of his Army ) He took it . See Quintus Curtius in his Fourth Book . Our Tyrian Walls alone the Glory have To have resisted well : and that They gave A longer Stand to th' Torrent of his Rage , Then all the Persian Pow'rs , that did engage Against his Arms. No Object was above His Courage ; whose Example would remove All Obstacles , that others might deterr : And though in great Designs he would confer , The Best , he follow'd his own Thoughts alone , And so made all his Victories his Own . And may He have the Praise : for none hath more In Arms deserv'd , perhaps no God before . Next him that Noble Epirote , that came To the Tarentines Aid , the Crown may claim . His Courage , when a Youth , Pantauchus found Above his Strength , though for his Strength renown'd . While in two Armies View ( as once before His mighty Ancestour , on Xanthus Shore , Great Hector slew ) He , his proud Fo subdu'd , And , to the wondring Macedonians , shew'd All things , that they had seen in former Times (r) (r) Pyrrhus was invited into Italy , by the Tarentines , to assist them against the Romanes . He was a Prince , eminent for his Valour , and Esteemed by the Macedonians , as the likest Alexander of any of his Successours . He slew Pantauchus , Demetrius his Lieute●ant , in single Combat . See Plutarch in the Life of Pyrrhus . In their so glorious Prince , except his Crimes . Nor were his Victories by Arms alone , Where Fortune more , then Virtue oft is known To give the Bays . His Wisdom Conquest findes , Where his Sword could not reach , and or'e the Mindes Of Men his Triumph gains ; and thus he drew From Romane Leagues Italian People to His side . They thought themselves more Safe within His Camp , then they in fenced Towns had bin Under the Romane Laws . For he first taught That Art , and Camps to their Perfection brought . But if a Third you Seek , who hath no less , Then these deserv'd ( though Envious Gods Success Deny'd ) Me here , Me Hannibal behold , Who with as early Courage , and as bold Attempts , a War against the Romane Name Pursu'd , and from the farthest Gades came , To seek a Fo , which future Times might call Most Worthy , to contend with Hannibal . Not soft Sabaeans , or Arabians , or A People , that the Rites , and Toils of War So little knew , that charg'd with rich Perfume , More then with Sweat , or Dust , did more presume On Numbers , then their Arms ; or such , whose Ease And Lusts , must prove the Conquerour's Disease , And future Ruin . I through Nations born In War , and nurtur'd in it , with a Scorn Of Fate , and Fortune , or'e Pyrene , o're The dreadful Alps , Victorious Ensigns bore . And found that Fo , with whom I might contend With greater Fame , who boast , that they descend From Mans himself , and to the World no less Appear ; by their great Valour , and Success . (s) (s) As when Tarentum , Capua , and other Cities contended for Superiority with Rome , and gave Opportunity to forein Enemies to enter Italy , when Hannibal came against them , all parts of Italy , with Sicily , Sardinia , &c. united under the Roman Laws . Nor was it , when some other Citie 's Pride With Rome for Empire strove , and did divide Their scatter'd Force : but when all Italy Her Strength united to encounter Me. I shall not open those deep Wounds again , Which then ( an Enemy ) I gave , or stain Our Sacred Mirth with mention of each Flood , Whose Streams ennobled were with Latian Blood , Shed there by Me ( and still perhaps , when I Am nam'd , affrighted to their Fountains fly ) I 'le onely say , more then three Lustra there ( In spite of all the Arts , and Arms , that were Employ'd against Me ) I Victorious stai'd , And , ( after many Towns , and Cities made My Vassals , and three Valiant Consuls Fall ) Shook Iove Himself within the Capitol With Terrour of my Arms , and , had not Rome , By a base Envy of my Deeds at Home , More then by her Own Valour , been reliev'd , Our Carthaginian Mothers had not griev'd , To see their Sons in Chains , but had by Me Been made , what Romans are , at least , been Free. To this the Roman , with a Smile , replies . If Thee the Glory of thy Victories , With these Immortal Heroes , thus hath joyn'd , I pri'thee say : what Place shall be assign'd To Me , who after I through Spain had fought My Way , and , Conqu'ring , into Libya brought The War , the Greatest of Numidian Kings Subdu'd , and Captive made , and , on the Wings Of that fresh Victory , tow'rds Carthage ( where But by thy Hand alone they did Despair To be secur'd ) march'd on , and , in one Day , Took all thy former Laurels quite away . 'T is true ( said Hannibal ) but , since the Fate Of Virtue is , to want an Advocate , If once Deprest , think me not Vain , when I Those Merits plead , that are transcended by Thy Fortune onely . Had I conquer'd Thee , The World no other Conquerour , but me , Had known , ev'n Those I nam'd their Place had lost In Fame , and Rome the Triumphs She doth boast . As thus they mutually their Merits plead , The Sun began to hide his Flaming Head In the Hesperian Main , and the opprest With Mirth and Wine , the Night invites to Rest. To which , when all retir'd , the King ( whose Heart Was fix'd on War ) to Hannibal , apart , Thus breaks his last ●esolve . I should forget My Honour ( Hannibal ) if what , as yet , I have consulted onely , I should now Delay . The Prosecution of thy Vow Is with my State involv'd , and Rome shall see , 'T is not thy Fortune We Embrace , but Thee . That , which , through Servile Fear , hath been deni'd By thine own Carthage , shall be here supply'd By Me , and since we know how Various are The Chances , and Events of Dubious War , Why should we think the Fates will Favour more The Romans now , then they have Thee before ? Fortune assists the Bold , and whosoer'e Attempteth Coldly , loseth by his Fear . 'T is therefore now decreed no more shall Rome On Zama's Field , and Nabis Fall presume , We Nations , great as any She hath known , The Parthians , Medes , admired Babylon Already have subdu'd , and Warlike Thrace ( Where Mars inhabits ) doth our Laws embrace . My better Fortune , what thy Fate hath crost , Shall give thee , and redeem what Thou hast lost . This said ; t' enjoy the Benefits of Night They both withdrew : but nothing could invite The Libyan Prince to rest . His thoughts pursue His hop'd Revenge , and in themselves renew The promis'd War . Impatient of Delay He counts the Minutes , and desired Day Implores . As promis'd Nuptials waking keep A longing Lover , and quite banish Sleep , Untill Enjoyment satiates his Desire , And both gives Fuel , and abates the Fire . The End of the Second Book of the Continuation .
Perfidiam fugiens Infidi Regis , ad Vmbras Festinat Stigias , Invictâ Mente triumphans Hannibal : et propriâ gaudens succumbere Dextrâ , Anticipat , quos Roma Sibi Speravit , Honores .

Dignissimo Viro Gulielmo Wentworth de Wentworth-wood-house in Comitatu Ebor : Armig : Tabula Observantiss : D.D.D.

A CONTINUATION OF SILIUS ITALICUS To the DEATH of HANNIBAL . The Third Book . THE ARGUMENT . The Syrian Rome defies , both Scipio's are , By choice , appointed to pursue the VVar. Contagion wasts the Roman Navy , while The Syrian Fleet 's detain'd near Venus Isle , By adverse VVinds. The Syrian Lords , a Shore VVith Hannibal , the Cyprian Rites explore . The VVinds again invite both Fleets to Sea . They meet , and fight . The Syrians lose the Day . The Libyan Captain to Bethynia flies , VVhere , to shun Treason , He by Poison Dies . BUT when the Empire of the Night was done , And sleep the Scepter yielded to the Sun , The Ephesian Peers , as if the sprightful Wine Had rais'd in ev'ry Breast a War , combine With Hannibal , to shake off all Delay , To hasten on the Fates , and take away Their Fears of Peace , and strait the Syrian Kings (a) (a) Antiochus , resolving to hold what He had won in Greece , sent to treat with the Romane Embassadour , his Favorite , who ( as Livy saith in his Thirty fifth Book ) wholly Ignorant of Forein Affairs , instead of composing Differences , made them wider , by Upbraiding the Romanes for intermedling with his Master's Concerns , and Defying their Power . Defy proud Minio to the Romane brings . Minio , sublime in Syrian Blood , then sway'd His Master's Counsels ; Him the World obey'd : Nothing above him , but the Syrian Throne He saw , all things , beneath it , were his Own . Whatev'r was done , whatever was design'd , Was not the King 's , but Haughty Minio's Minde . Thus , favour'd with High Insolence , He sold Rewards of Virtue , all things uncontroul'd Dispos'd . His greedy Avarice supprest All Thoughts of Bounty in his Master's Brest : The Name of Merit in that Gulph was drown'd , And , as he pleas'd , the suff'ring People found Ease , or Oppression , to such Mischiefs may A single Favorite Kings , and Crowns betray . When He a Period to the Syrian Pride , And Hopes of Carthage , as he then defi'd The Pow'r of Rome , had vainly giv'n : with Rage , Which nothing , but their Ruin , could asswage , The Romane Prince to the Myrtôan Main Descends , and seeks Italian Shores again . Soon as arriv'd , the Voice of War through all The City flies . The careful Consuls call A frequent Senate : Scipio repeats Syria's vain Boast of Pow'r , and vainer Threats Of a proud Favorite , and how the Name Of Hannibal their Courage did enflame ; What aids by Land , and Sea prepared were ; What Carthage thence might hope ; what Rome might fear : All which in Counsel weigh'd , and War decreed , 'T was hard to say , what Shoulders should succeed , To bear that Burthen : (b) (b) Unless employed in some other War , the Consuls were to be Generals ; so that Scipio Africanus , not being Consul , could not pretend to that Command . Scipio was then Debarr'd by Law to take that Charge agen ; A Name that so much Virtue did include , That Hannibal could never be subdu'd Without its Influence , nor Carthage cease To emulate Rome's Triumphs , and her Peace . (c) (c) Laelius , a Person very Eminent for his singular Virtue , next under Scipio , Commanded both in Spain , and Africk , and their Friendship was so Great , that it was drawn into Example for such as would contract Inviolable Amity so , that Cicero makes them the Subject of his Discourse De amicitia . Laelius great Virtues , through the World were fam'd , And , where the Noble Scipio was not nam'd Deserv'd the Bays . The Younger (d) (d) The Younger Scipio , called Lucius , though of excellent Endowments , had not yet been renowned ( as was Laelius ) for any Military Actions , but was then chosen Consul with Laelius . Scipio known More by his Brother's Actions then his Own . Desir'd to do , as He had done before To vanquish Kingdoms , and by Conquests more (e) (e) Scipio Africanus , was but twenty four Years old , when he took New-Carthage , in Spain . Then Years to count his Age. But some , whom fear Of Syria's Force , and ( what cost Rome so dear ) The Name of Hannibal , then mov'd , did stand For a more knowing , and experienc'd Hand . One whose great Virtues by his Deeds were known . Supported by no Merits , but his Own . And , such was Laelius held by Land , and Sea , For whom Acilius , this Important Plea Assumes . If We Rome's Safety seek , and more Then Private Names , the publick Peace adore , Whence Fathers this Dispute ? whence this Delay ? Why should we leave to Fortune what we may Prevent with Reason ? when Distempers are Grown Great , the Wise strong Remedies prepare . Let not those Seeds of Virtue that appear In Younger Breasts , be valu'd at the Fear Of Publick Ruin (f) (f) The Temerity of Flaminius , and Minutius . See the Fifth , and the Eight Books of Silius . We 've already found What Mischief Youth ( not by a single Wound ) May through their Heat produce , and still do feel The Anguish of those Wounds , the Libyan steel , Through them inflicted : which , if now again Torn open , will ingeminate the Pain . One Errour all our former Ills recals , And brings the World against Us to our Walls . For Rome ( alass ) can boast no Strength of Friends Abroad , but what on her Success depends . Her Virtue onely must her Wealth defend , Her Wisdom to employ it , her Best Friend . Then let not Favour to a Private Name Anticipate your Reason . I disclaim All Envy to those honour'd Heads , that have Enrich'd Us with their Trophies , and that gave New Titles to our Fasti. May they live Still glorious in them , and all Time survive . But let not Us Heav'n's Blessings so confine , As if Entail'd upon a single Line . Our Laws have so ordain'd , that all , that are Deserving , may in Publick Honours share . Hence Libyan some ; some Gallick wreaths have crown'd : By sev'ral Lands , are sev'ral Names renown'd . Our Fathers still the Burthen of the State Impos'd on Shoulders , equal to the Weight . The Greatest Heroes ever would contend , When Prudence , more then Fortune , might commend Their Deeds . For , though the great Alcides kill'd Serpents in 's Cradle , yet till he was Skill'd Through many Labours , how his Strength to guide , He never with the (g) (g) Antaeus . Libyan Monster tri'd His God-like Courage . Let such Honours be Bestow'd , when Dangers , in a less Degree , Shall threaten Us , and when these Forein Storms Cannot resist , but exercise your Arms. What skilful Pilot , by late Tempest tost , His Vessel torn , some Sails , and Tackle lost , While still the rude Winds rage , the Billows roar ( Though now he hath in view his Native Shore ) Will Idle , too secure of Safety , stand , And trust the Helm to a less Skilful Hand ? No ; let this Senate's Wisdom so provide , That what We want of Strength , may be supply'd By Conduct : then , if 't be decreed the State Shall suffer , We may not be blam'd , but Fate . This said ; his Silence a deep Silence through The Senate struck , and on great Scipio drew The Eyes of all . In him it lay to turn Their Choice to Votes , or Fortune of the (h) (h) The Box , into which they put their Lots , was so called . Urn. This did Young Scipio , Laelius that desire : (i) (i) Laelius , confident of his Party in the Senate , was desirous to put it to the Vote , Lucius Scipio to draw Lots ( which were the two waies of choosing Officers ) till encouraged by his Brother Africanus to le●ve it 〈◊〉 the Senate's Choice , resolving to offer himself to be his Lieu-tenant , which determined the Dispute . As confident , the Senate would require A Man , whose former Actions might commend Their Choice , and Rome upon his Care depend . After some Pause , and strugling 'twixt the Names Of dearest Friend , and Brother , while each claims In his divided Soul an equal Share , Thus Africanus doth himself declare . I should forbear to speak , did I not see ( Grave Fathers ) that your Eyes are fix'd on Me ; On whom a Province lies more Weighty far , Then was the Burthen of the Africk War : For there Rome's Fortune with mine own did joyn ; But this Intestine Conflict's wholly mine ; While , for my Blood , l'gainst my Soul contend ; Distinguish'd 'twixt a Brother , and a Friend . A Friend , whom Rome may boast , that he was born In her Embrace : whose Virtues do adorn The Present , and the future Age will bless . Whom , as my better Genius ( I confess ) I ever entertain'd : his Counsels still Pursu'd as Oracles , and never will My Laelius from my Soul divide . But now Ev'n what Acilius pleads will not allow , That to his Conduct we this War assign . This , onely , to our Name , the Pow'rs Divine Reserve . If greater Wars shall threaten Rome , The Honour of Command will best become My Noble Laelius ; and , when War shall cease , Hee 'l be her Chiefest Ornament in Peace . Though now the Title , GREAT , the Syrian King Assumes , and to his Aid all Asia bring , Yet , if the Libyan Captain be not there , Too mean a Province that for Laelius were . The Gods their Blessings , as the Stars bestow Their Influence on Men , and Things below , Do sev'rally dispense . Some Fatal are To those , that be the most renown'd in War , Yet by less Warlike fall . Not to repeat Forein Examples , or to tell how Great In Arms , ev'n by a Woman , Cyrus fell . Things nearer to Us ( Fathers ) may compell Your Wonder . After our best Captains slain , Your Scipio undertook the War in Spain , When scarce five Lustra old , and all those Lands Subdu'd , where Hannibal those dreadful Bands Amass'd , that shook your Walls . What since I 've done Becomes not Me to speak , whater'e I won Under Your Auspicies , was the Decree Of Heav'n , should onely be atchiev'd by Me. Nor censure me as Vain , who arrogate So great a Partage in the Romane Fate , To say , that , where the Libyans are your Foes , You must a Scipio to their Arms oppose . Carthage will ever threaten these our Walls , Till Heav'n our (k) (k) Scipio Nasica , in the last Punick War , took Carthage , Sacked it , and rased the Walls . Name unto her Ruin calls . Then 't is not , that I emulate my Friend , But for Rome's Safety ( Fathers ) I contend : And , if the Arguments of Youth disswade Your Choice , let my maturer Age be made The Balance of your Doubts , my Brother's Years Mine own exceed , when I your greater Fears Allay'd , with Victory ; and , that again You may the same assurance entertain , Me his Lieu-tenant make , and fear no more Those Arms , which I subdu'd for you before . This said , loud Clamours , with a full Assent , The Temple shook , and through the City went . Thence through all Italy the swift alarms Of War excite the active Youth to Arms. No Region from those Hills , whose frozen Heads The Stars invade , to where blew Neptune spreads His frothy Arms about the Rhegian Walls , Their Aid denies . The Name of Scipio calls The most Luxurious from their Choice Delights , And to meet Dangers , under Him invites . All , who their Country ; all , who Honour love , His Ensigns seek to follow , and to prove What Fortune , and the Gods for them ordain . And now with num'rous Ships the Neighb'ring Main Oppress'd , groans under their vast Weight , and feels The Fate of Carthage from their brasen Keels . Which , oft as the rebellious Billows rise , Dash them to pieces : while the Winde supplies With favourable Blasts their swelling Wings , And to the Asian Coast the Army brings . While Rome for future Triumphs thus provides , Envy , ( the Plague of Courts ) not Reason guides The Syrian Counsels . What the Wise perswade , The Ignorant reject . The Courtier 's made The Souldier's Judg. What he concludes doth finde Its Influence upon the Prince's Minde . Not all the Mighty things , which Hannibal Had done , which Rome ev'n trembled to recall To Memory , could make his Sense prevail (l) (l) The Envy of the Syrian Nobility traduced Hannibal to the King , as if his Counsel to invade Italy proceeded from his Ambition , once more to see himself , at the Head of an Army there . So that they wholly diverted him from that Advise , and Hannibal was ordered to go with the Navy , while the King went in Person with the Army towards Greece . To quit the Syrian Kingdoms , and assail The Fo at Home . Though whosoever so Invaded is , lends Courage to his Fo , And Strength to vanquish him . But strangely Blinde To his own Fall , the Syrian King 's inclin'd , Rather on his own People , all those Ills To bring , with which Invasive Fury fills A miserable Land . And strait his Fleet Is order'd under Hannibal to meet The Romane , where (m) (m) Crete . Iônian Billows move About that Island , where the Wife of Iove Was born , and by the Careful Nymphs was bred , Till call'd by Hymen to her Brother's Bed . (n) (n) Iuno . She , although Conscious of the Fates to come , Retaining still her Antient Hate to Rome , Her Empire of the Air with (o) (o) As the Romane Navy , came near Phaselis ( a Promontory on the Coast of Pamphylia ) a Disease siezed them , and destroyed many of their men ; while the Syrians were detained in their Course towards them by contrary Winds . Mischief fills , And on the neighb'ring Isles sad Plagues distills . Th' unhappy Season with her Wrath conspires , 'T was when the Dog breath'd his Contagious Fires On fainting Men , depriving Beasts of Food , And turning into Poison purest Blood . Th' attracted Air their Entrails scorcheth , fills Their Veins with Flames , and , e're expired , kills , Such hasty Fates , that Time doth scarce know how 'Twixt Life , and Death , his Minutes to allow . While some , whom decent Piety invites T'interr their Friends , for their own Funeral 's Rites Prepare , and strait from their departing Breath Infected fall , and share a sudden Death . The Romane Souldier , whose great Valour scorn'd To stoop to Foes , whose Trophies had adorn'd His Native House , who ne're before had known To yield his Arms , now weak , and feeble grown , Let 's fall his Shield , and Conqu'ring Sword , and dies , Ev'n in his Arms , disarm'd . This Plague's Surprize So sudden is , that , as the Master stands To time , with his loud Voice , the Seamen's Hands , On his half-Deck he prostrate falls , before The Word 's exprest . Extended at the Oar , The Seaman , in a lab'ring Posture , dies , Not known , if Dead , or rowing , as he lies . From this so fatal Coast , that did afford To Death far greater Triumphs , then the Sword , The Romane Navy , flying the Disease , Retires , and trusts their Safety to the Seas . But Venus , fearing lest Saturnia's Hate From this might greater Mischief propagate , If then the Syrian Fleet should on them fall , Thus to her Aid the God of Winds doth call . Great Aeolus , whose mighty Empire lies O're all the vast Extent , beneath the Skies , Assist Me now . I ask not , That thou make Earth tremble , and the World 's firm Fabrick shake ; Nor that her Stony Entrails thou so wide Should'st rend , that Ghosts below may be descri'd ; Nor that the Seas ( as in the Giant 's Wars ) Thou hurl in wat'ry Mountains 'gainst the Stars . Iuno for such Revenge perhaps may call 'Gainst Us , t' exalt her single Hannibal . I onely covet to preserve mine Own , And to effect the rest , let Fates alone . She when nor Arms , nor Valour can prevail , My Race with Hell , and Furies will assail . Could She infect the Place I hold above , She 'd bring Her Plagues into the Court of Iove : What 's mine on Earth her Malice doth surround . Thou see'st what gloomy Vapours , from the Ground , She draws , Death hatching , in their pregnant Wombs , And threatning Mischief to all 's Mine , and Rome's . Scarse can my Power , my sacred Isles defend . (l) (l) Besides that , Venus is said to have been born in that Sea , the Island , Luxurious in its extraordinary Fertility , the Inhabitants were more prone to Venus then any other . Their Women before Marriage exposing themselves on the Shore to all Strangers that arrived there . See Iustine in his Eighteenth Book . My Cyprian , my dear Paphian Temples tend To Ruin , and our Votaries , for fear , Of dire Contagion , all our Shrines forbear . No Innocence is spar'd : my Birds , that from Aurora's bosom to my Lap would come , And the Refreshments of the choicest Springs , Would , billing , scatter from their Silver Wings , As to our sacred Groves they would repair , Fall flying Victims , in the poisn'd Air. But this thy Power great Aeölus can cure , And , what is now corrupted , render pure . Then purge Infection from this Ambient Air , Make it Serene , and the lost Health repair Of this once Happy Clime , and Neighb'ring Isles , And thy Reward ( with that , She sweetly smiles ) Shall be the fairest Nymph of all my Train . No sooner said ( for who can ought refrain When Venus pleads ) but Aeölus unbindes From their dark Prisons , the Etesian Windes , Whose Active Force , not onely chas'd away All noxious Clouds , and Mists , and gave the Day A wholsom Face ; but , with a constant Gale , Against all Labour of the Oars prevail , To keep the Syrian Fleet ( the more to please The (*) (*) Cyprus . Cyprian Goddess ) in her Neighb'ring Seas . Twice twenty Daies , the Idle Ships , before The Island lay , and Anchor'd near the Shore . When a Desire to see the fam'd Delights Of Cyprian Groves , the Syrian Lord's invites , And Hannibal to Land . No place did more Indulge to Love , or Venus Pow'r adore . The Goddess this to all the World prefers , And is best pleas'd , when Mortals calls it Hers , All Deities , that can Earth's Wealth improve , Here pay their Tribute to the Queen of Love . The Medows Flora , the Fields Ceres fills With her rich Plenty , Bacchus crowns the Hills . The greedy Swains no wealthy Orchards rear : For Nature choicest Fruits doth , ev'ry where , Largely bestow , the Bounty of the Soil Gives all they can desire , without their Toil. All other Pleasures , which Affection moves , They finde most ample in their Sacred Groves . Eternal Shades of Trees , whose Arms above Embrace , and Roots beneath are making Love : No Birds of Prey upon the Branches dwell ; Or , if they there frequent , 't is strange to tell , How soon their cruel Nature they forego , And Kindness to all other Creatures show . All in their Kinds are pair'd ; no Bird alone : No Turtles , by their Mates deserted , Moan . Nothing , that Mischief breeds , can there be found . Love onely hath the Pow'r t' inflict a Wound . From Native Grottoes , that all Art exceed , Their Chrystal Fountains sev'ral Chanels feed With cooling Streams , which , as they murm'ring pass , Still Verdant keep the Lover's Seats of Grass . All this survai'd , their Temple 's sacred Rites To Wonder , and Devotion them invites . The Chief was Paphos , which their Senses Charms Above Belief . The Goddess there her Arms , Her Chariot , harness'd Doves , and whatsoe're On Earth she values , keeps . Her Trophies here Of such , as 'gainst her Pow'r rebell'd , the Gates Adorn ; their Names , and Fate the Priest relates : A Priest , who yet five Lustra had not seen , Yet , since he three had told , her Priest had been : But must no longer at her Altar stand , Or take the sacred Censer in his Hand , When from his Birth twice twenty Years expir'd ; For Youth is by the Goddess most desir'd : Such all her Votaries , and Clients are ; The Aged seldom at her Shrines appear . These view'd , and past ; to a fair Porch they came , Where Miracles the Deity proclaim . Bodies to other things transform'd by Love , Whose strange Originals their Change did prove : Some , whose Obdurate Hearts had made them Stone ; Some , Beasts ; some , Birds ; some , Trees ; their Figures none Had lost , but , as when chang'd , their Shapes retain , And Monuments of her great Pow'r remain . Above the rest , an Iv'ry Statue stands , Fair ev'n to Wonder . Hannibal demands , What Nymph it was of that Celestial Form ? To whom the Priest replies . A Soul did warm This Iv'ry once . The Storie 's very strange , Yet this fair City , and these Walls the Change Attest . When first Pygmalion in this Isle Arriv'd , a Votary to Venus , while Our Cyprian Virgins such a Freedom us'd , That jealous Lovers thought themselves abus'd , He , flying Hymen , to his House retires . But still retaining in his Breast the Fires Of Love , his troubled Fancy to divert , This Statue , with more then Promethean Art , He frames , and , as all Parts he , wondring , views , Desires of Hymen in his Breast renews , And Venus thus invokes . Give Me ( He said ) For Wife , as Beautiful , and Chast a Maid , Great Goddess , and , if thou my Pray'r wilt hear , A Temple to thy Name my Race shall rear . No sooner said , but th' Object of his Love Receives a Soul , and strait began to move . Her Eyes no more are fix'd ; but lively Raies Eject , and first on her kinde Maker gaze . Then on her polish'd Limbs , which purple Veins Now warm , and soften with their beauteous stains . In brief ; She lives Pygmalion's dearest Flame , And from their Nuptial Bed great Paphos came . Who , when the Fates the borrow'd Soul again Requir'd , his Iv'ry Mother , in this Fane Vow'd to the Goddess , plac'd , and we still here , With holy Incense , Honour , once a Year . When this , with other Wonders , they had seen , The (q) (q) The most secret Place of the Temple . Adyta they enter , which within No Images adorn . But Venus stood Alone , and kept her Altars free from (r) (r) See Tacitus in his Eighteenth Book . Blood . They Tears of Myrrha , onely , offer there , And Sighs of Lovers . The included Air Is ever warm , and wheresoe're they turn , They meet soft Kisses , but no Lips discern . Amaz'd the Strangers stand , though strangely pleas'd : When them from Wonder thus the Priest releas'd . The Goddess , for this secret Place alone , The Birth of Kisses . This Miracle reserves , thus made her Own . When She her dear Ascanius had convey'd Up to Cythêra , and on Violets lai'd The sleeping Boy ; Her Aromatick Show'rs Of sweetest Roses , round about She pow'rs . Then gazing on his Face , her former Flame , Her lov'd Adonis to her Fancy came . Scarce could She , then , withstand his Beautie 's Charms , Scarce from his dear Embrace refrain her Arms. But fearing to disturb the Boy 's sweet Rest , Her Lips upon the Neighb'ring Roses prest . They strait grow Warm , and , ri●ing from the place , Turn'd into Kisses , fly about her Face . The Goddess , willing that the World should share , So sweet a Pleasure , scatters through the Air , With a large Hand , the new-created Seed , Which , as from fertile Glebe arising , breed . But the first Born She plac'd within this Fane , Which warm , as now you feel them , still remain . This said , a sudden Noise permits no more , But summons them abruptly to the Shore , The Wind came fair : the busy Seamen weigh Their barbed Anchors , and stand off to Sea . The Time no longer stay will now afford , The churlish Masters hasten all aboard . Torn from Delight , the Syrian Nobles are Displeas'd , and rather wish another War . But Hannibal , whose great Heroick Brest , A Nobler Flame , then that of Love possest ; With as much Joy the Fetters of those Charms Shakes off , as Towns besieg'd , from Hostile Arms Themselves by Sallies free , and all the Woes That threatned them , revert upon their Foes . Honour , which Noble Deeds in War attends , Exciting his great Soul , he first ascends His Ship , and offers to the God of Seas Warm Entrails , then at large his Sails displaies . Loud Clamours from his high Example , through The Fleet are spread , whil'st all his Course pursue . And now the Land retires , the Cyprian Shore Is lost , and all the Flames which they before Cherish'd , are quite extinct in ev'ry Breast , Wholly with Thoughts of future War possest . A War , wherein Rome's Fortune stood alone Against the World : and were there more then One , Might with them all contend . So Great was She , Till lessen'd by her Crims of Victory . Twice had the Sun descended to the Sea ; Twice the wing'd Hours had rais'd again the Day . When they that Coast , where Sida doth obtrude High Rocks ( Her strong Defence ) against the rude Assaults of Raging Billows made : and there Beheld what both their Wonder , and their Fear At once creates . The Seamen think they 've lost Their Course , and touch upon some un-known Coast. Or Nature , from the Bowels of the Main , Some Cyclas thrusts , or floating Grove again . But as they nearer came , within that Wood They saw for Fight prepar'd , an Army stood , So numerous they were , that what before Their Wonder was , is now their Terrour more . Their Order such , as when her borrow'd Raies With growing Horns the Silver Moon displaies . But her full Glory , their Guilt , brasen Prows Surpast , and gave the Morning , as it rose , A brighter Face ; and , where they made their Way , With a new Light anticipate the Day . The Syrian (s) (s) A Sea-fight between Hannibal , and the Romanes . Navy , whether clog'd with Fear , Or their vast Bulk , though still they forward steer . Went slowly on , till Hannibal so far Advanc'd before , that he provok'd the War . At his Approach , the Romane Souldiers fill The Air with Shouts , that seem the Winds to still , And fright Pamphylian Nymphs , while he goes on Fearless , as if his Valour could alone , With all their Force contend . When a Disdain To see him dare so much , a Rage more vain Creates in a brave Rhodian , who forsakes His Station , and the Combate undertakes . Both ply their Oars ; both seek to gain the Wind. While Fortune , that , in this alone , inclin'd To favour Hannibal , extends his Sails With following Gusts so , that his speed prevails , And bears his Gally on against his Fo , With so great Violence , the barbed Proe Strikes through his Side , and with the furious Shock Shakes his whole Bulk , as bruis'd against a Rock . As from some Engine shot , the Splinters fly , Through all the Ship , and One the Captain 's Eye So deeply wounds , it sinks into his Brain , And leaves upon the Deck his Body slain . With him the Courage of the rest doth dy , And a base Fear perswades them streight to fly . While Hannibal pursues , with Storms of Fire From Pitchy Lamps , and Darts , as they retire . Black waves of Smoak the flying Vessel hide ; And her sad Fate invites from either side . Fresh Squadrons to the Fight . These to maintain Their Conquest ; those to take Revenge . The Main Foams with their active Oars , and the Sea-Gods , Affrighted , seek their most remote Abodes . Fearing the future Horrour of the Day , And bloody Seas , their safety might betray . Both Navies now are met , Proes against Proes ; Sides against Sides they strike , and , grapling close , So firmly , that , as Foot to Foot they stand , And , with their Swords , deal Wounds , as if on Land . But where the swelling Surges interpose , Or Winds so , that the Gallies cannot close , Darts , Arrows , Jav'lins , flaming Lamps they throw , And Death , and Wounds , in sev'ral Shapes , bestow : The Romanes now ; the Syrians now give Way : Yet neither fly , but equally the Day Are confident to gain , and their Retreat , Like Rams , doth greater Force , and Rage beget . Till Scipio , to whose Fortune Syria's Fate Must yield , and thence her future Ruin date , A Squadron of Italian Gallies brought 'Gainst Apollonius , who too rashly sought So brave a Fo. Like Thunder , tearing Clouds , Their meeting Vessels crack : th ▪ entangled Shrouds Some , that would sink , above the Waves retain ; While others to the Bottom of the Main Descend , and in their Arms the Souldiers drown'd Finde a sad Fate without Revenge , or Wound . But some , whose present Courage stood above Surprize of Danger , 'gainst such Fortune , strove To dy among their Foes , and leaping on Their Decks , there , fighting , fall . Some backward thrown Are lost in the Assault : others , whose Skill In Swimming , and their Rage kept floating still , Attempt to Board again . Eumenes late A Captain , who his Tyrian Gallie's Fate A while surviv'd , first seiz'd a Romane's Oar , By which he nimbly climbing up ( before Perceiv'd ) the Deck had gain'd ; when strait , one Hand Lop'd off , the other still his Hold maintain'd , Untill a second Wound took that away : Yet this sad Loss could not his Minde betray To want of Courage , but his Teeth supply'd Their Room , until a Fauchion did divide His Body from his Head , which still did keep Its Hold : the Trunck fell back into the Deep . Th' Example of his Death made some to burn With Rage : some , I hill with Fear , their Proes to turn . And fly . While Hannibal their Flight , in vain , Upbraids , and hales them to the Fight again . But , when they saw Pamphilius possest With so great Terrour , that he first the rest Forsook : no Sense of Honour could restrain Their Flight . But , scatter'd over all the Main , The base Cilicians spread their Sails to Fear , Scarce knowing to what Land , or Coast they steer . Hannibal's Valour . But the brave Libyan , who as much to fly Abhorr'd , as those base Cowards fear'd to dy , With three stout Tyrian Gallies , makes through all The Latian Ships t'attaque their Admiral : Thinking , that Act alone would best become His Valour , when he seem'd t' assault ev'n Rome Her Self ; and from his Conquest , or his Fall , The World might say , 'T was done like Hannibal . But Fortune the Success deny'd , and brought A furious War upon him , where he fought . Where e're he turns , their Numbers him surround , So , as besieg'd he stands . No place is found , Where a brave Deed a single Arm may boast . All Valour in their Multitudes is lost . This Face of Danger his last Fury wakes . As , when too close pursu'd , a Tiger takes His Stand , resolv'd to dy reveng'd ; he views His Foes , all Wounds receives ; at length doth chose Against that Hand to spend his Stock of Rage , That 'gainst his Life most forward doth engage . Hannibal's Stratagem . So a Pretorian Ship , that 'bove the rest , With Show'rs of Piles , and Darts did him infest , With a Prodigious Storm he laies aboard , And all the Plagues , that Libya could afford , ( To which her thirsty Sands do give a Birth ) Upon it throws , enclos'd in Pots of Earth . From which ( when fall'n , and broken on the Decks ) Myriads of Serpents rais'd their marble Necks . The Souldiers , in the Fight , with Wonder are Surpriz'd , as if Medusa made the War . Their dreadful Hiss suppress'd all warlike Sounds , And when their Stings , or Teeth inflict their Wounds , Strange kinds of sudden Death ensue ; while some , Whose Nerves the deadly Poison doth benum , Like Statues fixed stand : Others beheld Their well-shap'd Limbs above Proportion swell'd , Till their encreasing Bow'ls their Bellies burst : Some seem t' have swallow'd Flames , and a dire Thrist Firing their bloodless Entrails , to allay Its Rage , they headlong leap into the Sea . This through one Wound sees all his blood to flow , His Veins soon empty made ; That doth not know Hee 's hurt , nor feels a Wound , when Death strait creeps Into his Heart , and he for ever sleeps . But , though each Serpent thus a sev'ral kinde Of Death inflicts , yet , to one Ship confin'd Free from their Venemous Assault , the rest , The Libyan with all sorts of Arms opprest , Till Iuno , strugling still with Fate ( resolv'd No Romane Hand should boast his Fall ) involv'd The Day in Horrour ; chas'd the Light away Before its Time ; and over all the Sea The Wings of Night extends : the Pregnant Clouds Discharge their Cataracts , and from the Shrouds The roaring Winds the swelling Canvase tare The Romane Ships , as if in Civil War , 'Gainst one another strike , and now contend How from themselves they may themselves defend . At length dispers'd o're all the Main they flee , And , by this Danger , from a greater free , Safe to the Lycian Shore the Libyan came , Reserv'd by Fate to be Bithynia's Shame . Antiochus overthrown at Land . But Fortune had not thus her Aid deny'd By Sea alone unto the Syrian Side , But , where by Land the King his Armies led , His Ensigns from the Romane Eagles fled . His Thracian Kingdoms now no more his Law Obey'd , but the Ausonian Fasces saw In Triumph , through their Conquer'd Cities , go , And Him , of late their Lord , esteem'd their Fo. His Grecian Friends the Leagues , that they had sworn , Reject , and now his weaker Friendship scorn , Scarce would the Syrian Cities entertain Their flying King , at his return . So vain The People's Favour , and their Faith , when crost By Fortune , and his Pow'r a King hath lost ! (t) (t) Hannibal , fearing to trust himself among the Syrians , in this Decline of his Fortune , retired to Prusias King of Bithynia , and served him with great Success against the Etolians . This Levity the Libyan Prince revolv'd Much in his troubled Thoughts , at length , resolv'd No more the Dang'rous Envy of that Court To try , but to Bithynia's King resort ; A King , who wanted then so brave a Hand Against Etolians to defend his Land . Prompted to this by his unhappy Fate , Thither he speeds , and findes ( alass ! ) too late The Malice of his Foes could not extend To reach his Death , but by a Treach'rous Friend ; A Friend , who to his Valour ow'd his Crown , And , by that Fatal Victorie's Renown , Made Jealous Rome to hasten on his Fall , By such an Act , as all the World may call Her Infamy . For he , that conquer'd Foes Destroys , when he may spare , doth Honour lose . But to the Romane Arms all Asia now Submits , and all their Laws impos'd allow . No King , but basely yields to their Demands : No City , where they March , their Pow'r withstands● And wha● did most with Hannibal's sad Fate Conspire , his Ruin to accelerate , Was , that (u) (u) Flaminius , ( the Son of that Flaminius whom Hannibal vanquished , and slue near the Lake Thrasimenus ) sent Embassadour to Prusias , exceeded ( saith Appian ) his Commission ; demanding Hannibal to be delivered to Him , to which the Perfidious King , fearing the Power of the Romanes , assented . Flaminius , whose rash Sire before The Libyan Arms on Thrasimenus Shore Renown'd , a Legate to Bithynia came , And to his base Revenge the Senate's Name Usurp'd . Their Peace , and Amity to all Deny'd , that should protect brave Hannibal . The King , consulting with his Fears , forgets All Ties of Honour : on his Safety sets A greater Value . Those late Trophies gain'd , By which the Libyan Prince his Throne sustain'd , Seem to upbraid him with a Debt , which He Cannot discharge , bu● by this Treachery . Those Glories , that too near his Crown dilate Their Lustre into Crimes , degenerate . They Guilty are , whose Merits stand above Reward : in lower Sphears Men safest move . These Thoughts drew on the Noble Libyan's Fate , Whose strong Suspicious made him ( but too late ) T' attempt Escape . The dubious Faith of Kings , Which varies with the Face of Humane Things , Gave him to fear a Change , and to prepare (x) (x) Hannibal , at length , suspecting the Faith of Prusias , had made several Passages under Ground , to escape ( if possible ) the Guards appointed to beset his House : but , seeing no means to avoid them , he took Poison , which he alwaies wore about him ( some say , in the Pommel of his Sword ) and died in the seventieth Year of his Age. His Body was buried near Libyssa ( which he from the Oracle mistook for Libya ) onely with this Inscription ; HERE LIES HANNIBAL . Strange Lab'rinths under Ground , to shun the Snare But all in Vain , declining Fortune made Traitours of nearest Friends , and he 's betrai'd In all , that he designs . Arm'd Troops enclose His House , and stop his Way wheree're he goes . But his Resolved Minde 'bove Fortune stands , And still reserves his Fate in his Own Hands . Though now betrai'd He is , and left by all , He 's still so great , that none can Hannibal , But Hannibal , destroy . And , to prevent Surprize , into a secret place he went , Where , first the Gods accus'd , and Hanno's Pride , ( That to his growing Conquests Aid deni'd ) The Syrians Folly , and base Prusias last Perfidious Act ( which all the rest surpast In Infamy ) with Execrations blam'd , The Aid of his Great Father's Spirit he claim'd : And a dire Poison ( without farther Pause ) More Fierce then that , which , from the raging Jaws Of Cerberus , upon Earth's Bosom fell , When Great Alcides drag'd him chain'd from Hell , He swallows down . This baneful Drug , before Prepar'd by a Massylian Witch , he wore Lock'd on his Sword , which , if that chanc'd to fail , Might , as his surer Destiny , prevail Against all Humane Force : and , as he found It seiz'd his Vitals by an Inward Wound , He these last Words expir'd . Now lay aside Thy Fears ( O Rome ) no more will I thy Pride Oppose , but with this Satisfaction Dy , That , thus Degenerate , Thy self , wilt my Revenge effect . Not Arms , but Virtue made Thy Fathers Great ; which since in Thee decai'd , Thy Ruin must ensue . They , Nobly , scorn'd By Treason to destroy a Fo , and warn'd (y) (y) Fabricius advertized Pyrrhus ( after he had given a signal Overthrow to the Romanes ) of the Treachery of his Physician , who for a sum of Money offered to Poison Him . Plutarch in the Life of Pyrrhus . The Epirote of Poison , when he stood Arm'd at their Gates , and Triumph'd in their Blood . But Me , opprest with Fortune , and my Years , Betrai'd a feeble Victim to thy Fears , A Cons'lar Legate forceth thus to fly From Life , 'gainst Laws of Hospitality , And a King's Faith . But this vile Stain ( O Rome ) More lasting , then thy Trophies , shall become : And , when thy Deeds in War , in future Time , The World shall read , thy Glories this one Crime Shall blast , and all account Thee from my Fall Unworthy such a Fo , as Hannibal . More He 'd have said , but through his swelling Veins Death creeps , and binds in Adamantine Chains The Spirits of Life , which with this Language ends : His Soul to other Heroes Ghosts descends . FINIS .
Errata in Silius Italicus .

Pag. 2. In the Margent (c) for there sharp Wars , read three sharp . &c. ibid. v. 19. for with a Buls-hide r. which , &c. p. 13. v. 1● , r. Phocaan , ib. Margent (p) r. Phoc●is . p. 24. Margent (a) r. would have it on . &c. ib. Marg. (c) r. Pyrrhus King of Epire. ib. v. 15. r. begins . p. 42 , v. 9. r. Quit , p. 44. v. 27. r. Offering with the Infernal Priestess , there . p. 45. v. 11 , r. then in for through , &c. p. 85. v. 10. r. Lap. lib. 7. Argument r. Romanes , p. 1●6 . v. 1● . r. He , p. 191. v. 15. r. Our buisiness , p. 194 , v. 9 , r. run , p. 201. v. 19. r. with Lies , ib. v. 26 , r. then , p. 210. v. 4 , r. who , ib. v. 1● r. Him , p. 238 , v. 12. r. his Looks , p. 280. v. 2● . r. wild . p. 302 , Marg. (f) r. sent two Armies , p. 306 , Marg. (g) r. which was the Judgment given against Hora●●u● for killing his Sister , by K. Tullus . p. 323 , v. 3 , r. sprung , p. 324 , v. 29 , r. who , I. &c. p. 330. v. 30 , r. Rest , p. 336. v. 1. r. thou , p. 348 , v. 3. r. r. the Valour● p. 372 , Marg. r. Siedge , p. 373 , Marg. r. as my Bones , p. 385 , Marg. (q) r. New games , p. 387. v. 30 , r. Is Cesar , p. 416. v. 1. r. then so by Maladies , p. 419 , v. 5. r. thy Idèas , p. 426 , v. 20 , r. winding Creeks , p. 445 , v. 22 , r. the fierce Cantab. p. 437 , v. 21 , r. He Gala , p. 446. v. 20. r. whose lofty folds , ib. v. 28 , r. Fold , p. 490 , v. 33 , r. my Flames I , p. 496 , v. 23 , r. thy Entreaty .

Errata for t● Continuation .

Pag. 2. The English Verses are immediately to follow the Latin ●iz . Hinc albi , Clitumne , greges . then follows . But this virtue vanishing , &c. p. 6. v. 14. r. Resentment . p. 10. Marg. K● r. ●0 . and 200. p. 33. v. 3. r. Whosoe're . p. 36. v. 16. ●r . Flight . p. 39. v. 24. r. Then● p. 40. v. 19. r. Mighty . p. 41. v. 9. ●r . That . p. 44. v. 24. r. a loss p ● . v. 9. r. Gods . p. 72. v. 3. r. Pamphilica● .