LIV.
“This shall the Spaniard know, to his dismay[36],
“’Mid the same bounds, whom papal gold shall gain;
“Who shall from him Bastia win and slay,
“With cruel rage, her hapless Castellain,
“The city taken; but shall dearly pay;
“His crime, the town retrieved, and victor slain:
“Since in the rescued city not a groom
“Is left alive, to bear the news to Rome.
LV.
“’Tis he, who with his counsel and his lance,
“Shall win the honours of Romagna’s plain,
“And open to the chivalry of France
“The victory over Julius, leagued with Spain.
“Paunch-deep in human blood shall steeds advance
“In that fierce strife, and struggle through the slain,
“’Mid crowded fields, which scarce a grave supply,
“Where Greek, Italian, Frank, and Spaniard die.
LVI.
“Lo! who in priestly vesture clad, is crowned
“With purple hat, conferred in hallowed dome!
“’Tis he, the wise, the liberal, the renowned
“Hippolitus, great cardinal of Rome[37];
“Whose actions shall in every region sound,
“Where’er the honoured muse shall find a home:
“To whose glad era, by indulgent heaven,
“As to Augustus is a Maro given[38].
