2131485Lo here weeps HECVBA, here PRIAM dies,

1486Here manly HECTOR faints, here TROYLVS sounds;

1487Here friend by friend in bloudie channel lies:

1488And friend to friend giues vnaduised wounds,

1489And one mans lust these manie liues confounds.

1490 Had doting PRIAM checkt his sons desire,

1491 TROY had bin bright with Fame, & not with fire.

2141492Here feelingly she weeps TROYES painted woes,

1493For sorrow, like a heauie hanging Bell,

1494Once set on ringing, with his own waight goes,

1495Then little strength rings out the dolefull knell,

1496So LVCRECE set a worke, sad tales doth tell

1497 To pencel'd pensiuenes, & colour'd sorrow,

1498 She lends them words, & she their looks doth bor-(row,

2151499Shee throwes her eyes about the painting round,

1500And who shee finds forlorne, shee doth lament:

1501At last shee sees a wretched image bound,

1502That piteous lookes, to Phrygian sheapheards lent,

1503His face though full of cares, yet shew'd content,

1504 Onward to TROY with the blunt swains he goes,

1505 So mild that patience seem'd to scorne his woes.