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) 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) 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) Hannibal now Commander of so vast an Army commanded likewise all the Dominions of the Carthaginians whâ—ch were then very great especially in Libya â— 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 whâ—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) 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) 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) 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 Pâ—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) 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 Nâ—w Câ—stilâ— and Esiramadura from Lâ—stania Portugal it runs for the space of eight Germane Miles under Ground and afterwardâ— breaking forth again empâ—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) Amilcar who by his cunning persuasions drew many Cities to
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) 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) 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) 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) 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
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) 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) 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) 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) 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) Corinth Ephyrè could make Garments with Yellow Gold
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) 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) 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
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
They to whom Fate the Victory did give (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) The Romane Conquerour Scipio who first entred Carthage Towers Rome's Palaces (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) 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) 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) 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) 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) Trâ—bia a River near Placâ—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) 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) 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) 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) Not onely the Dishonour of Amilâ—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) 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( 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
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) 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) Ardean from Acrisius whose Daughter Danae built it Acrisionean Walls to yield (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) 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 approvâ—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 Bellum Segestare Sinu pacâ—â—que ferebat Quid Sedeat legere NeutruÌ„â—â—nâ—â—â—te Senatu Seâ— clausas Acies gremioque effuderitâ— Arma Accipite infaustuÌ„ Libyoe eventuque Priori Paâ— inquit bellum et Laxos effudit Aâ—â—ctus Illustriss mo Celsissimoque Principi Iacobo Secundoâ— Caroli Secundi Fratri Totius Duci Eborac Caroli Martyris Filio natu Angliae Thalassiarchae c Tabula Humillimeâ— Dicata 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) 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) 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) 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
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 Juicâ— 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) 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 Blaâ—t Broke forth and o're the Flood the Tempest cast Mix'd
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 Iâ—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
Arrival of the Generals and there Warm Sinuessa and Vulturnum were Whose River like a Torrent falls into The Sea and whom her (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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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 â—inister Courses sought To these three thousand expert Archers brought From flaming Aetna the (r) King Hieron Sicilian King Most faithfull adds but Ilâ—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
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) 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 Laâ—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) 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
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) 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) 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) 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) 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 Fertilâ— 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 Leâ—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) 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 Yeâ— 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
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) This Answer of the Oracle was brought by Q. Fabius Pictor who â—â—â—â—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) 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 Magâ— 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 fallying 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 (*) Heâ—iod Ascraean
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) 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 Bellieâ— out of opinion that this caused them to be fruitâ—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) Dausqueius hath in this Judiâ—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) 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
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) 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) 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) 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) 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 joynâ—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) 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 Same 's 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 Calyâ—â—â— of old Affected by Diana After these To the Caretes and Oeniâ—â—â—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) In his absence both Sarmatians and Thessalians Dolope invadâ—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) Romanes Dardanians nor declin'd From them in his own Kingdom to receive (v) The Governour of Tarentum was a Brutiâ—â— 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
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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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
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) 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 Staâ—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) 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 â—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
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) 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
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) 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) 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) 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) 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) 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) Sophoâ—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 fillâ—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) 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) 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 Veâ—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) 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) 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