Several poems compiled with great variety of wit and learning, full of delight wherein especially is contained a compleat discourse, and description of the four elements, constitutions, ages of man, seasons of the year, together with an exact epitome of the three by a gentlewoman in New-England.
Bradstreet, Anne, 1612?-1672.


Cambyses no waves like his noble Sire,
Yet to inlarge his State had some desire,
His reign with bloud and Incest first begins,
Then sends to find a Law, for these his sins;
That Kings with Sisters match, no Law they find,
But that the Persian King may act his mind:
He wages war the fifth year of his reign,
'Gainst Egypts King, who there by him was slain.
Page  95And all of Royal Bloud, that came to hand,
He seized first of Life and then of Land,
(But little Narus scap'd that cruel sate,
VVho grown a man, resum'd again his State.)
He next to Cyprus sends his bloudy Host.
VVho landing soon upon that fruitful Coast,
Made Evelthon, their King with bended knee,
To hold his own, of his free Courtesie.
Their Temple he destroys, not for his Zeal,
For he would be profest, God of their weal;
Yea, in his pride, he ventured so farre,
To spoyle the Temple of great Jupiter:
But as they marched o're those desert sands,
The stormed dust o'rewhelm'd his daring bands;
But scorning thus, by Jove to be outbrav'd,
A second Army he had almost grav'd,
But vain he found to fight with Elements,
So left his sacrilegious bold intents.
The Egyptian Apis then he likewise slew,
Laughing to scorn, that sottish Calvish Crew:
If all this heat had been for pious end,
Cambyses to the Clouds we might commend.
But he that 'fore the Gods himself prefers,
Is more profane then gross Idolaters;
He after this, upon suspition vain,
Unjustly caus'd his brother to be slain.
Praxaspes into Persia then is sent,
To act in secret, this his lewd intent:
His Sister (whom Incestuously he wed,)
Hearing her harmless brother thus was dead.
Page  96His wofull death with tears did so bemoan,
That by her husbands charge, she caught her own,
She with her fruit at once were both undone
Who would have born a Nephew and a son.
Oh hellesh husband, brother, uncle, Sire,
Thy cruelty all ages will admire.
This strange severity he sometimes us'd
Upon a Judge, for taking bribes accus'd,
I lay'd him alive, hung' up his stuffed skin
Over his seat, then plac'd his son therein,
To whom he gave this in remembrance,
Like sault must look for the like recompence.
His cruelty was come unto that height
He spar'd nor foe, nor friend, nor favourite.
'Twould be no pleasure, but a tedious thing
To tell the facts of this most bloody King,
Feared of all, but lovd of few or none,
All wisht his short reign past before 'twas done.
At last two of his Officers he hears
Had set one Smerdi up, of the same years,
And like in feature to his brother dead,
Ruling, as they thought best under this head.
The people ignorant of what was done,
Obedience yielded as to Cyrus son.
Toucht with this news to Persia he makes,
But in the way his sword just vengeance takes,
Unsheathes, as he his horse mounted on high,
And with a mortal thrust wounds him ith' thigh,
Which ends before begun his home-bred warr:
So yields to death, that dreadfull Conquerour.
Page  97Grief for his brothers death he did express,
And more, because he died Issueless.
The male line of great Cyrus now had end,
The Female to many Ages did extend.
A Babylon in Egypt did he make,
And Mero built for his fair Sisters sake.
Eight years he reign'd, a short, yet too long time
Cut off in's wickedness in's strength and prime.