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But' above all, that neither Ear nor Eye [142]
Should hear nor fee his dyings mifery; '
As thus he lay, Polijirates a Greek,
Wearied with his long march, did water feek,
So chanc'd thefe bloudy Horfes to efpy,
Whofe wounds had made their skins of purple dye
To them repairs then ^ looking in the Cart,
Finds poor Darius pierced to the heart,
Who not a little chear'd to have fome eye,
The witnefs of this horrid Tragedy;"^
Prays him to Alexander to commend
The jufl revenge of this his woful end:
And not to pardon fuch difloyalty.
Of Treafon, Murther, and bafe Cruelty.
If not, becaufe Darms thus did pray,
Yet that fucceeding Kings in fafety may
Their lives enjoy, their Crowns and dignity.
And not by Traitors hands untimely dye.
He alfo fends his humble thankfulnefs.
For all the Kingly grace he did exprefs;
To's Mother, Children dear, and wife now gone.
Which made their long reftraint feem to be none:
Praying the immortal Gods, that Sea and Land
Might be fubjefted to his royal hand,
And that his Rule as far extended be.
As men the riling, fetting Sun fhall fee,
This faid, the Greek for water doth intreat,
To quench his thirft, and to allay his heat:
i Yea. J groans, and. ^ he goes, and. I of his dying mifery:
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