Albions England Or historicall map of the same island: prosecuted from the liues, actes, and labors of Saturne, Iupiter, Hercules, and Æneas: originalles of the Brutons, and English-men, and occasion of the Brutons their first aryuall in Albion. Continuing the same historie vnto the tribute to the Romaines, entrie of the Saxones, inuasion by the Danes, and conquest by the Normaines. With historicall intermixtures, inuention, and varietie: proffitably, briefly, and pleasantly, performed in verse and prose by William Warner.

CHAP. XVIII.

AVgustus, quayling Antonie, was Emperour alone: In whose vn-foed Monarchie our commō health was knowne. The Brooser of the Serpents head, the Womans promis'd Seede, The Second in the Trinitie, the Foode our soules to feede. The Uine, the Light, the Doore, the Way, the Shepheard of vs all, Whose Manhood ioyn'd to Deitie did Raunsome vs from thrall, That was, and is, and euermore will be the same to his, That sléepes to none that wake to him, that turnes our Curse to blisse, Whom, yet vnseene, the Patriarkes sawe, the Prophets haue fortold, Th'apostles preacht, the Saincts addore, and Martiers doe behold, The same (Augustus Emperour) in Palastine was borne, Amongst his owne, and yet his owne bid crosse their Blisse in skorne: Bi-formed Ianus then in Mewe: so would this Prince of peace, That Caesars Edict euery where should Mars his enuie ceace.

THen raigned here King Cymbelin, King Theomantius sonne: Next him Guiderius, that with-held the Tribute Caesar wonne. The Romaines that, in our respect, neglected Misia, Spayne, Armenia, Fraunce, and Siria, then Recusants of their Rayne, Not by their Captaines, but himself the Emperour of Rome, Into relapsed Brutaine with imperiall Ensignes come. Then hotter then the Punick Warres to Romaines did begin: And Claudius looseth valiantly all that the Brutons win. But Romish Hamo, from whose death Southhampton had that name, In Brittish Armes salutes the King, and slewe by gyle the same. Duke Aruiragus, vsing then the Armor of the King, Maintayned fight, and wonne the field ere Brutons knewe the thing. This hardie Knight, his Brother slayne, was Crowned in his place: And with his winnings, also wonne the Emperour to grace: Who sending for his Daughter faire Genissa, so did ende The Warres in Wedding: and away did Claudius Caesar wende.

But Aruiragus after this reuolted, and to stay The hauocke made of Romaines here came succors euery day. His Quéene Genissa, childing dyed, when his Reuolt she knewe: And Voada, deuorsed late, became his Quéene of newe. Then he, that at Ierusalem the fatall siege begonne, Was sent from Rome: and warring here, the wonted Tribute wonne: And through his gentle Uictorie, bound Aruiragus still A friend to Caesar, whom the King adopted heire by will. I here omit the dismall Warre in the Isle of Nona made Against the Romaines, whom the Priestes the Drudes inuade With banning words, and women, with their hayre vntrussed, stand With brands of fier in furious wise about their desperat band: The King deceased, Voada and her two Daughters, they Abused by the Romaine Lords, doe hotter warres assay.

THe noble Scot King Corbred, he confeddrats with the King of Pichtes, and they and Brittish Péeres to field their Armies bring, To ayde the Quéene of Brutes: that like the Amazonian Dame That beating downe the bloodie Greekes in Priams succour came, Had pight her Iauelen at her feete, when entred in among The fearce Confedrates, thus she spake amidst the scylent throng: My state and sexe, not hand or hart, most valiant friends, withhild Me wretched Cause of your repaier, by wicked Romaines ild, From that reuenge which I doe wish, and ye haue cause to worke: In which, suppose not Voada in female feares to lorke. For loe my selfe, vnlike my selfe, and these same Ladies faire In Armor, not to shrinke an ynch where hottest doings are. Euen we doe dare to bid the Bace, and you your selues shall see Your selues to come behinde in Armes, the Romaines too that bee Such Conquerors, and valiantly can womenkind oppresse, Shall knowe that Brittish women can their Romish wrongs redresse. Then arme ye with like courages as Ladies shall present, Whom ye, nor wounds, nor death, the praise of Onset shall preuent. Nor enuie that our Martiall rage excéedes your manly ire, For by how much more we endewer, so much more we desire Reuenge on those, in whose default we are vnhallowed thus,

Whil'st they forget themselues for men, or to be borne of vs. Ye yéeld them Tribute, and from vs their Legions haue their pay: Thus were to much, but more then thus the haughtie Tyrants sway. That I am Quéene, from being wrong'd doth nothing me protect: Their Rapes against my Daughters both I also might obiect: They Maydes deflower, they Wiues enforce, and vse their willes in all, And yet we liue deferring fight, inferring so our fall. But valiant Brutons, ventrous Scottes, and warlike Pichtes I erre, Exhorting, whom I should dehorte your fearcenes to deferre. Lesse courage more considerat would make your Foes to quake: My hart hath ioy'd to see your hands the Romaine Standards take, But when as force, and Fortune fayld, that you with téeth should sight, And in the faces of their Foes your women in dispight Should fling their sucking Babes, I hild such valentnes but vaine: Inforced flight it is no shame, such Flyers fight againe. Well, here ye are, that with the King my valiant Brother dead the Latines, wondring at your Prowes, through Rome in triumph lead: Ye Mars-stard Pichtes of Scythian bréed are here Coleagues: and more, Ye Dardan Brutes, last named, but in valour meant before: In your Conduct, most knightly Friends, I supersede the rest: Ye come to fight, and we in sight to hope and helpe our best. Scarce did this braue Bellona ende, when as the Battelles ioyne, And life and death was bought and sold with courage, not with coyne. Aboue the rest the Quéene of Brutes through blood did cut her way, Sixe thousand Ladies Lyons-like exployting like a Fray: Till Cattus with his Romaine Armes subdewed, flead away. Of Romaines seuentie thousand dyed, of Brutons then were slaine Twise fiftéene thousand, and the rest their ceased fréedome gaine. When valiant Plancius, Presedent in Gallia, heard such newes, He waffes an Armie out of Fraunce, and Voada pursewes. The Albinestes to ayde the Quéene assemble at her call, And then began a second Warre, nor was the slaughter small. The Brutons, barring flight, had closde themselues with Waines about, In which the awles women stood, suruaying who was stout, Controuling Cowards, and among did fill the ayre with dinne: But, valiant though the Brutones were, the day the Romaines winne.

In vaine the furious women then on Sonnes and Husbands call, Themselues with Sonnes and Husbands did by aduerse weapons fall. Quéene Voade past helpe, and hope, betooke her selfe to flight: Till looking backe, vnfollowed then, and hauing in her sight The senceles Troukes of slaughtred friends, she leaning on her Launce Did powre foorth teares, and grewe at length impatient of the chaunce, And sayd: my selfe, my trustie friends, will with my dearest blood Kéepe Obite to your happie Gosses, that for your Countries good Be as you be, and I will be: no Romaine sworde shall boste Of my dispatch, So on her Launce she yéelded vp her Goste. Her Daughter then, for to reuenge her friends vpon her foes, Assisted by the vanquished, against the Uictors roes, And slaughtring through y^e Romaine Tentes the braue Virago goes: Till Plancius, euer prouident of perrilles, brought supplyes, What tyme Vodicia, vrging wounds, with constant courage dyes.

SUch busines hanging, Lucius here the first Baptized King dyed issules: and for the Crowne did long contention spring. At length Constantius Caesar (for the Brutons yéelded so) Did Helen, Colis daughter wed: of her doe praysings go For finding of the holly Crosse, and her deuotion raier: From These procéeded Constantine, the most vndoubted haier Both to the Romaine Monarchie, and this his Parents Reame. He turn'd the Empiers ebbing pompe into her flowing streame, And was a Prince religious: yet (with reuerence be it sayd) If lesse religious, then not he the Empier had decayd, By largesse to a pompeous Priest, Appostolique ere then, But now intruding euen on God, insulting ouer men. Nor sparest thou his natiue Realme that seazed thee of Rome, Admit his franknesse were a fault (as is their common dome, That say he made a Paule a Salue, that made a Priest a Prince, And in that grace the Empiers grace disgraced euer since) Finde thou no fault, with such a fault whereby he fitted thee: But if thou wilt vngratefull proue, vngracious cease to bee: A Traytors Tutor is a.K. nor force we such a.T. Let such a Prelate blesse or banne, with Candle Booke or Bell,

He cannot raise himselfe to heauen, nor rid a knaue from hell. Uayne are his Bulles, engendring Calues, sent hether from his Stalles, To feede (mad Fooles) the Foule, that by his name the Sender calles. Nor thinke he dreamed this in vayne, that dreamed thus of late: One seemed to haue passed Styx, and entring Plutos gate, Sawe Hecat newe canonized the Sourantisse of Hell: And Pluto bad it hollyday, for all which there did dwell. Sterue Minos, and grinne Radymant, discend their duskie roomes: The Docket to was cléere of Gosts, adiorn'd to after doomes: The Furies, and the deadly Sinnes, with their inuectiue Scroles Departe the Barre: the Féendes rake vp their euer burning Coles: The Elues, and Faries, taking fists did hop a merry Rounde: And Cerberus had lapp enough: and Charon leasure founde: The ayrie Sprightes, the walking Flaures, and Goblines great & small, Had there good cheare, and companie, and sporte the Deuill and all. To Tantalus the shrinking flood nor starting fruite were such: Nor Tityus his bowelles did the hungrie Uultur touch: Upon his Stone sat Cisaphus: Ixeon on his Whéele: The Belides vpon their Tubbes: no wonted toyle they féele. Till in this anticke Festiuall, these last rescyted fiue, Of dignities, for dueties there, they earnestly did striue: And then the quarrell grewe so hot that hell was hell againe, And flocking Gosts did seu'rally their Fauctors parte maintaine. With Cisaphus tooke parte the Gosts of mynds that did aspire, And by ambicious clyming fell, desarts vnlike desire. With Tantalus hild starued Gosts, whose pleasure was their paine, Whose euer Hords had neuer vse, and gettings had no gaine. To Belides assisted Soules of Unthriftes, whose supplies Did passe frō thē a Sea through Ciues, whose wasts no wealthes suffice. Unto Ixeon stood their Sprights that had their lustes for lawe, Rebellants to a common good, and sinning without awe. To Tityus lastly ioyned Gosts, whose harts did emptie hate As Todes their poyson, growing when it seemeth to abate. About flye Apples, Stones, & Tubbes, the Whéele was tumbled downe, The Uultur girds, no Goste but had at least a broken crowne. This skufling and confedracie in hell made such a reare,

That, wontles of such braules and blowes, Proserpine did feare. But Pluto, laughing, tolde his Bride to Ela it was fay: To morrowes dinne should proue that same to be a ciuell day: In peace, these were their practises on earth, and here in hell (Saue that their Soules haue neuer peace) we finde them as they fell. They worke to me, each of these fiue, though daylie coumpt I aske, Doe newly number Million Soules, whose torments is their taske. The Quéene of Such, not free of feare, replyed thus agayne, And yet, me thinkes, that Pluto should haue pittie on their payne. He lowers: and Feast with Fray had ende, and drinke did euery Soule Of Lethe: who, their ioyes forgot, euen yet in torments houle: Nay Pluto must be Pluto still, and so I will (quoth he,) For this same onely day the Gosts indebted are to thée: For as the like shall neuer come, so neuer like befell, But henceforth all, yea Prince, and Pope, shall euer finde it hell: So dreamed one: but ouer-long fantazies I dwell.