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Nor wonder is t if he in blood begin,
For Cruelty was his parental lin,
Thus eafed now of troubles and of fears,
Next fpring his courfe to Ajia he fteers;
Leavs Sage Antipater, at home to fway.
And through the Hellifpont his Ships made way.
Coming to Land, his dart on fhore he throws,
Then with alacrity he after goes;
And with a bount'ous heart and courage brave,
His little wealth among his Souldiers gave.
And being ask'd what for himfelf was left, [127]
Reply'd, enough, fith only hope he kept.'
Thirty two thoufand made up his Foot force,
To which were joyn'd five thoufand goodly horfe.
Then on he marcht, in's way he view'd old Troy^
And on Achilles tomb with wondrous joy
He offer'd, and for good fuccefs did pray
To him, his Mothers Anceftors,-^ (men fay)
When news of Alexander came to Court,
To fcorn at him Darius had good fport;
Sends him a frothy and contemptuous Letter,
Stiles him difloyal fervant, and no better;
Reproves him for his proud audacity
To lift his hand 'gainft fuch a Monarchy.
Then to's Lieftenant he in AJia fends
That he be ta'ne alive, for he intends
» This and the three preceding lines are not in the first edition. / Anceftor.
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