The Battell betweene
And cert's, these words had not beene spoke in vaine,
He had perform'd his vow: (though shame to tell)
If that the Father of the heav'nly traine,
The king of men, and Lord of deepest hell,
Great Iove, had not beheld from starry skyes
His dire complots and bloudy enterprise,
And taking pittie of the Frogs estate,
To Mars and all the rest thus gan relate.
He had perform'd his vow: (though shame to tell)
If that the Father of the heav'nly traine,
The king of men, and Lord of deepest hell,
Great Iove, had not beheld from starry skyes
His dire complots and bloudy enterprise,
And taking pittie of the Frogs estate,
To Mars and all the rest thus gan relate.
Ye Gods, which here behold this dismall day,
And see the slaughters of the cruell fight,
What braggard Mouce is this that beares such sway
Neere to the river, vaunting of his might?
How bold he lookes, how proud he bears his head,
As though the Frogs lay all before him dead,
Deepely protesting on the parched sand,
Not one poor Frog shall scape his murdring hand.
And see the slaughters of the cruell fight,
What braggard Mouce is this that beares such sway
Neere to the river, vaunting of his might?
How bold he lookes, how proud he bears his head,
As though the Frogs lay all before him dead,
Deepely protesting on the parched sand,
Not one poor Frog shall scape his murdring hand.
Divine inhabitants of heav'n, behold,
Behold, I say, alas, the wretched case,
And great mishap which doth poore Frogs enfold,
Now prest to suffer ruine and disgrace:
Vnlesse you deigne to save them at this houre,
And send in ayde some number of your power,
To quell the daring courage of the Mice,
And stop proud Meridarpax enterprise.
Behold, I say, alas, the wretched case,
And great mishap which doth poore Frogs enfold,
Now prest to suffer ruine and disgrace:
Vnlesse you deigne to save them at this houre,
And send in ayde some number of your power,
To quell the daring courage of the Mice,
And stop proud Meridarpax enterprise.
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