Herodians of Alexandria his imperiall history of twenty Roman caesars & emperours of his time / First writ in Greek, and now converted into an heroick poem by C.B. Staplyton.

CANTO XIII.

The ARGUMENT.

Two Emp'rours next doe enter Rome in state, Severus deified, and Funerall shew, Parting the Empire through a deadly hate, Th' Empresse forbids, Antonine Geta slew; He Cruell is, both prodigall and Savadge, And of the German Souldiers learns to Ravadge.

1.

VVHat was thy fall O Lucifer but pride; Was't not enough that thou thy selfe transgrest, But both the Sire and Brothers to divide, And Murther too a Crime by thee profest; Thus puft with pride to kill about a Crowne, Much better lost or spurned up and downe.

2.

The Princes and their Mother goe to Rome With jarrs and fresh debate, what ere she said, To eat together once they will not come, Of Poyson'd Cups were both alike afraid: The Palace (once at Rome) is wide and vast, There to divide they make the greater Hast.

3.

They thither come then, as the Custome was, With Laurels, People welcome them and Peeres; The Emp'rours formost of them all doe passe In Purple Robes, and seem'd to shed some Teares; Next after them, according to their Turne, The Consuls march bearing Severus Urne.

4.

In Pompous State they doe this Urn in-shrine, With Marcus deare amongst the Emp'rours best, And in the Temple did their Rites divine, Then to the Palace Princes went to rest; Yet severall Guards and severall Lodgings ••••ose, And all the doores betwixt securely close.

5.

They shew'd themselves but to content the People, And then their meeting at the Common Gate; They both were stiffe as any Wall or steeple, Which now the Romans greatly wonder at: Their Semblance yet each other did but threat, Till Fathers Name was deifi'd compleat.

6.

In that the Brothers were no whit at odds, This solemne Rite inviting them to pity, The Romans call it placing with the gods, Which first begins with mourning o're the City; The Corps in Sumptuous manner once interr'd, The Stately shew no Longer is deferr'd.

7.

An Ivory* 1.1 Bed o're spread with Cloth of Gold In Palace Porch Erected is on high, Which mournefully spectators doe behold, A waxen Image of the Prince doth lie: On one side sit the Noble Lords in black, And o're against faire Ladies doe not lack.

8.

But they in white according to the guise, Thus for a weeke they Cherish him and Nurse; And often come Physitians that are wise, Who doe conclude the Patient worse and worse: But when he seemeth dead to all Beholders, Young Knights and Gallants take him on their shoulders.

9.

And carry him along the Sacred Street, Unto the place where stands the Ancient Forum, The Magistrates and Senators him meet, On Scaffolds built the people all deplore him; Then quire of Boys and Ladies sighing Welody, With Hymns and Paeans making dolefull Melody.

10.

This done, the Bed they take to Mars his Field, And there a Structure make quadrangle-wise, Then many Lesser Circ'led Roomes they build, Dry wood within, without it is their guise; Rich Tapestry and Pictures seene, but seil'd With Ivory statues of a comely Sise: To that you may this Building well compare, Which Ships to Harbot guide is call'd a Phare.

11.

The Bed brought in they throw in heaps of Spice And Odours sweet the best the Earth Affords, Herbs, Fragrant Fruits, Gums, Arabicke and* 1.2 Nice, The Provinces and Cities search their Hoards; Which Persons great Ambitious are to send, As Presents choyce to dignifie his end.

12.

When they had rais'd this Aromatick Pile, The Knightly Orders mount on Gallant Steeds, Then prance and wheele about this Princely Ile, Performing many brave and Active Deeds: And farther yet to grace this Masse of Treasures, They joyn in fides to dance the Pyrrhick* 1.3 Measure.

13.

And Charioters 'bout the Frame doe ride, Bearing the Roman Worthies Represents; Then Fire with Torch is set on every side By him that for the Empire next indents; An Eagle eke from Turret Top doth slide, When Herbs and Spices burn with Fragrant Sents: The Romans think she carries up his Soule, Whom they Adore, and 'mongst the gods Enroule.

14.

This done, the Brothers home againe returne, But eftsoons fall into their deadly feud; Worse Flame then erst within their bosoms burne, And utterly their better part subdu'd: The things that either side would have in Action, To such as Lov'd them both were great distraction.

15.

Most part to Geta, gentle youth inclin'd, Because he Learning lov'd and manly Art; But Antonine they knew of stubborn mind, And would because of many broken Hart: Their Mother seeing them at such Discord, Assay'd in vaine to bring them to Accord.

16.

They now resolve the Empire to divide, Lest one by th'other might be Circumvented; This was debated by their Mothers side, Their Counsellors and Kinsmen eke convented: Then they to Geta Asia doe Assigne, And Europe fell in share to Antonine.

17.

Their Camps at Chalcedon and* 1.4 Bizance should Each other face, and both the Frontiers keep; The passage so they may defend and hold, That neither into others part doe creep: Alexand'r or Antioch for Counsell one, In Rome the others shall recide alone.

18.

Numidian Moores that lie upon the South, To Anton' fell, Geta in the Orient. While thus, their Mother came with open mouth, And said, my Sons I am not so content; If you so soone can part both Sea and Land, Divide me too and kill me out of hand,

19.

Each take a part of me and glut his Will. This said, with many Teares she claspt them both, Who now began to think they had done ill, And to offend her seemed very loth; Their Counsell then was presently dismist, And both content at this time to desist.

20.

Yet hope of Reconcilement there was none, In all Elections diff'rent sides preferr'd; And such as for Redresse did make their mone, More partially then justly were deferr'd: Yea at their Sports they contraries maintain, And sought their Cooks and Cupbearers to traine,

21.

With promise Large to poyson Sauce or Cup. Yet howsoe're this Bargaine they respect, Such care is had when they doe dine and Sup, This drift of theirs not yet could take effect; When Antonine thus mist by plots and Charms, He kill'd his Brother in his Mothers Arms.

22.

When this was done he runs and cri'd amaine, As if himselfe were likely to be kill'd; With help of Guard the Camp he did obtaine, The Souldiers knew not yet what bloud was spill'd: There Images were kept of Veneration, 'Fore whom he fals with thanks for Preservation.

23.

The Souldiers all Amaz'd unto him flock, Some spake their minde, and some upon him gaped; But then to let them know he did not mock, Discover'd plaine how narrowly he 'scaped: In sad Conflict some tooke their latest groane, Prais'd be his Fate he Emp'rour was alone.

24.

This Speech of his a little was distracted, To stop their mouths he double Largesse gave, Whereby they weigh not much what he had Acted, But mony tooke such store as they would have; By this exploit he all in pieces tears The Treasure Father got in eighteen years.

25.

A Traytor now young Geta must be thought, In Temple thus this night he him secur'd, The Coine the Souldiers had their Lesson taught, Of double Guards they Antonine assur'd; Through City then to th' Senate he makes way, Desiring them to heare what he could say:

26.

I know Domestick Murther hath a Brute Whereby the Most such Actors doe maligne,* 1.5 Though he that's vanquish'd doe receive the fruite Which must of Force be done to him condigne; And such as are not Partiall and self-will'd, Doe know 'tis better kill then to be kill'd.

27.

Besides, if one to Cowardise be bent, And seeke by poyson to Effect his mind, The other brave as proves by the Event, What else doth he but serve him in his kind; That he against me hath such practise wrought, For you to know I have his servants brought.

28.

Their owne Confessions will the matter cleare, And when in Mothers sight could not refraine, But he with more did put my life in feare, 'Tis not deni'd I have him justly slaine: How others did like mischiefe thus prevent, I can recite you many a President.

29.

First founder of our City Romulus His Brother quell'd, who his endeavours Jeer'd: Nero omit Brother to Germanicus, Domitian eke who Brother Titus fear'd; Phylosophick Marcus of deare accounpt Dispatched Son* 1.6 Lucius for his late Affront.

30.

So I my selfe by juster vindication Prevented poyson from a deadly Foe, Thank you the gods then for my preservation; Examine these if this be true or no, To Govern so is my determination, That quietly you may both come and goe: As Jupiter doth other gods exceed, So Emp'rour one 'mongst men is like decreed.

31.

This said in Rage on Fathers Friends he frown'd, Then Senate left with pale and ghastly looke; To Court he hurries, where he threw to ground, And Brothers Servants kill'd in ev'ry nooke: For Officers, yea Infants he inquir'd, Who out of Doors were thrown on heaps and fir'd.

32.

Unhappy they that knew of Get's Affaires,* 1.7 For all of them were put unto the Sword; Wrastlers, Char'oters, and all the players That him delighted by their Deed or Word, And wealthy Senators he also slew, That Brothers Friends were either old or new.

33.

An Aged Woman Commodus his Sister, Was Honour'd much as she was Marcus Daughter: Because she with his Mother wept and kist her, 'Twas Crime enough to bring her to the Slaughter: His Wife he kill'd that little harme had done, With Severus and Pertinax his Son.

34.

Lucilla's* 1.8 Son and all the Royall Bloud, With Presidents, he kill'd, and Procurators, And all that erst for Brother Geta stood, Or any waies his Favorites or Fautors; Whole nights to kill and slay he did not stick, And buried eke the vestall Virgins quick.

35.

At Last, to make his Cruelty the more, At* 1.9 Circen sports where he himselfe was set, A deed was done like never was before, His Souldiers kill'd Spectators that were met: A Chari'ter some silently did scoff, This was pretence enough to cut them off.

36.

Thus having plai'd these mad and Div'lish prancks, Perhaps some guilt of Concience might him sting, Upstarts as one expecting little Thanks, And to the North he now will have a fling; E're Long he did Arrive on Ister Banks, That better in a Rope deserv'd to swing: Sometimes at Race, sometime in Chasing Beast; Sometime in Judgment sate, but that the Least.

37.

This People he Accounts his fellow Souldiers, And for his Guard the strongest of them chose; Off Cast the Roman habit from his Shoulders, And Cassocks wore with Silver Trim'd like those; Then yellow Perwig of the German Fashion, Which made him deare to them in Estimation.

38.

Nor did the Roman Army this disgust, Because he was in gifts (to them) profuse, And often labour'd with them in the dust, And digg'd and delv'd in Trenches for their use; Then Bridges built and Stones and Morter carry, As if he were a Workman Manuary.

39.

He Junkets left and sparing was of Diet, Contenting him with woodden Cups and Platters, And fellow Souldier was to him more quiet Then Princely state, he thought of no suc•• matters: A little Wheat he tooke to knead in Cakes One to suffice, that in the Embers bakes.

40.

Thus for a while he quiet as a Loach Disdained not with them to goe on Foot; He rarely rid on Horsback or in Coach, His Arms he bore most willingly to boot: Th' Imperiall Standard also he would carry, Which made the strongest Bearer often weary.

41.

Then of a Souldier good, and Brave Commander, With Barb'rous people thus he got a Name; And marvell much it was to a By-Stander, How such a timbred man should doe the same: But of the rest if you delight to heare, The Canto next will make it soone appear.

CANTO XIV.

The ARGUMENT.

Anton' of Achilles and Alexander Will act the part, and offer at their shrine; To quarrell, Massacre and woe doth wander, Great Parthia's Daughter serves him to combine More murther yet, he conjures and is slain, Macrinus chose, great fight, and Peace again.

1.

MAlitious Pride why dost thou still outrage, By thy suggest was Abel kill'd of Cain; Some doe commit the like in ev'ry age, So Geta here by bloudy Brother slain: Though we forget what formerly hath past, Yet blood for blood will vengeance have at last.

2.

Now Antonine from Ister Bank departs, And takes his journey downe along by Thrace; Great Alexanders Statues he imparts To them at Rome, and ev'ry other place: Pictures Intire Ridiculous were set, That you might see how both their Faces met.

3.

His habit chang'd from that of Ister Banks, With Macedonian Turban now hee's drest; His Sould'ers also stiled the Phalanx, And Captaines call'd as Alexanders erst: Then Spartan youths he sent for neere at hand, Them term'd Laconick and* 1.10 Pitanite Band.

4.

Securing Townes to Pergum next he went Some Physick there to take, for health, his will is; To Illium* 1.11 then his second march be bent, To grace the Tomb of Fame, renown'd Achillis, The which he deckt with Garlands trim and Flowers, Patr'clus lackt,* 1.12 for whom he poutes and Lowers.

5.

Yet that he might this Heroe seem to Act, This part he plaid amongst his other pranks; His Faestus dy'd, some said it was his Fact, For which his Friends did give him little thanks: Howe're the Corps to feed his fond desire, Was brought to Fun'rall Pile and set on fire.

6.

Then Beasts he kill'd,* 1.13 a Violl to the same Effusing Wines, and praying to the Winds; But People laugh when haire is thrown in flame, Bush naturall was so thin he little finds: Gen'rals he Scilla and Haniball affected, Whose Images and Statues he erected.

7.

Through Asia thus he minded these Affaires, And then in state from Illium he departs; Yet in his way to Antioch he repaires, Whom they receive perhaps not with their hearts: To Alexandria next he makes his Rhodes Their Heroe to revere, but more their gods.

8.

There Sacrifices of whole* 1.14 Hecatombs He order gave for him should be prepar'd; This hit the Alexandrians o're the Thumbs, Whose Cockbraines wist not how the blow toward: Yet joy they make and entertainment such, For any Prince was never made so much.

9.

Sweet Musick, Aromaticks and Perfumes, Light Torches, Gelsoms, Odours and Musk Roses, Arabian Spices, and the Richest Gums; The Emp'rour and his Army Round incloses, Who first to Sacrifice in Temple went, Then Incense makes and hundreds Oxen brent.

10.

Next offer'd he at Alexanders Shrine His Purple Robe, and Rings with Parrag Stones, His Belt, his Scarfe, and choisest Jewels fine, Then laid them all upon the Tombed bones: The People overjoy'd Feast day and night, But little dreame what Feast for them is dight.

11.

This was but Colour and his plausibility, For them to Massacre was his intent; At Rome he heard this Peoples incivility, How they for Brothers death to scoff were bent; And so their cutting quips and wonted jeering Of him and his, came often to his hearing.

12.

The jests of Open truth most keenely bite, And men resent them ever at the worst; This turn'd his fury into such despite, They now have cause to think themselves accurst: While they with Plaies and Sports doe squib and flash, Through dire revenge must ay endure the lash.

13.

The manner thus, when Festivall was over, As he had Trained some in Phalanx Order, Their gallant youths he wils them to discover Both of their owne and Regions that doe border; He Macedon and Spartan had before, Now Alexandrian should make one more.

14.

Regarding late the Honour he had done Unto their City, and their Heroes Tombe, They to this project were the sooner won, So bring themselves unto a Fatall doome; Submitting thus to be at his dispose, Them all unarm'd, his Souldiers doe inclose.

15.

These Dullards then were taken in a Toile, The Watch-word once dispers'd amongst the Rout, With Havock great the Souldiers kill and spoile, Some cut off Heads, some scatter limbs about: To Murther young and old they doe not stick, Some thrown in pits, and some they bury quick.

16.

Some Souldiers eke receive deserved hire; For grapled once with them of equall strength, They hale and pull and wallow in the mire, Then in one grave together lie at length; The slaughter ended, round about the shore, And Nilus mouth was dy'd in Purple gore.

17.

The Sirname Parthicas he next Affects, A Conquest much he covets in th' Orient; Embassadors he sends with his respects, Who tutor'd well upon this Errand went: Our Prince, say they, had rather then his life, The Daughter of your King to make his Wife.

18.

An Emp'rour he and eke an Emp'rours Son,* 1.15 None therefore fit for him but such a Queen; If once this Royall Intermatch were done, And of the Barb'rous people known and seen, Impediment no more would then remain, The World might Govern'd be betwixt them twain.

19.

The Roman Foot excell'd in Sword and Pike, For number Parthian Archers, and for skill In discipline, the World had not the like, With necessaries ready at their will; There may by this Affinity and Truce Both parts into one Monarchy reduce.

20.

Your Cities Odours yeeld, fine Silkes and Spice, The Roman Countries Minerals and Trades; In this division Merchants are not Nice, But traffick oft by stealth, and Vessels Lades: If we conclude their practise will not reach, But intercourse be had without impeach.

21.

At first the Parthians like not this dispatch, Or can conceive it tendeth to their quiet, For Romans with Barbarians to match, Who Language differ, habit, and in diet; The Roman Prince may match among his Peers, And so was pleas'd this Noble King of theirs.

22.

But Antonine his Suit doth re-inforce With Ample Gifts and Solemne Protestation; Then some perswade it was the wisest cource To give consent to this Solemnization: Whereat from Shouts the people did not cease, In Hope to have a sure and lasting Peace.

23.

Antonine Rivers past, and makes ingresse As free as if the Country was his owne; Who entertainment had of more and lesse, Which eke to King Artabanus was knowne: And he prepar'd as eagerly againe, To meet the Bridegrome in an open Plain.

24.

Crown'd Altars Sacrifice with Odours Sweet, And Floury Chaplets, Vestures wrought with Gold, With Pipe and flute they doe this Gallant Greet, Then Musick, Dance, and all the Mirth they could: To this their sport he seem'd so much affected, His Treachery was not by them suspected.

25.

But now they were together in a Rout, Both Faith and Oath he sticks not to infringe; For when his Souldiers compast them about, Fall on, quoth he, we have them in a spring▪ The tipled Parthians run as in a maze, Then Romans kill and follow on a Chase.

26.

King Artaban was rescued by his Guard, Some few with him had much adoe to fly, The rest of them were put unto the Sward, Their Armes were off and Horses were not nigh: The Bride might think this was ill-favour'd bedding, Yet who doe Weapons bring unto a Wedding?

27.

When as this mighty Massacre was made, The Souldiers rest from killing and from toile; Yet cruell still according to their Trade, They Cities burnt and bare away the spoile: Thus Antonine departs from Parthian grounds, And march'd along into the Roman Bounds.

28.

To Senate then, at Rome, he Message sent (Who heard before of all the pranks he plaid.) How he to them had vanquish'd th' Orient, This to Agnise they seemed well apaid; And though they knew him false in Word and Deed, Triumphant Honours ne'r the leste Decreed.

29.

In Mesopotamia he kept his Court, Where for a while himselfe he did Devote, To Combat Beasts with Races and like Sport, And there he meant to pay Macrinus Co'te:* 1.16 Two Gen'rals then, Audentius for the War, Marcrinus Law, and pleading at the Bar.

30.

This Prince Macrinus, us'd to taunt and check, Averse to him in diet and Attire, As Coward faint he threats to break his neck, For service done this was ingratefull Hire: But loe what hapt, Magicians he consults,* 1.17 And longs to know his end by their Results.

31.

Maternian eke who Govern'd then at Rome, Had word to call the Wizards far and near, To know of them what death should him become, Or who it was he needed most to fear; If Spirits told or he did so combine, He writes back word to looke unto Macrine.

32.

The Letters seal'd and sent away in Post, At Court arive in their convenient Tide, Where Antonine was making mickle boast Of Chariot Race how gayly he could ride; And being thus so earnest in his sport, He bids Macrinus see what they import.

33.

Macrinus with the Letters did retire, And lights on that which might him sore molest, You need not bid him throw it in the fire, Yet he acquaints the Emp'rour with the rest; And doubting now he must not long respire, Before Maternian sent he thought it best To call a friend, to wit▪* 1.18 Centurion Martiall, Who had good cause to be a little Partiall.

34.

For Brothers losse whom Anton' caus'd to die Without due form or processe in the Law, These two together plotted by and by The Prince to kill, then doe themselves withdraw; That of the crime they might not be suspected Till it was done, which shortly was effected.

35.

At Carrae Antonine from Palace went, To visit once the Temple of the Moone;* 1.19 In hast was Martiall by Macrinus sent,* 1.20 Who thought it long till he this Deed had done, For that no harm (at Church) the Prince did looke, He private went and small Attendance tooke.

36.

And by the way he went aside to Ease, For manners sake his Servants stood Aloof; But Martiall Beck'ned, Hoe Sir, if you please, I something have to say for your behoof: Then ran so fast e're Antonine could mind, He with his Dagger Stab'd him in behind.

37.

Though Martiall fled, he shortly had his Hire, The German Horse, that was the Princes Guard, Pursu'd so fast they trod him in the mire, Their Javelin points he had no skill to ward; This Murder nois'd each one was of his keeping, Macrinus was the first that fell a weeping.

38.

And time it was lest he should be suspected, This Prince to Souldier fellow was and friend, None else as yet but Martiall was detected, They thought he tooke revenge for brothers end; Macrinus sent his Ashes, to be buried, Unto his Mother that at Antioch tarried.

39.

And there for Childrens losse her selfe she slew, If not compell'd, as some would have it thought; Thus Antonine this end upon him drew, For Brothers death and Murders that he wrought: He once defunct, the Souldiers (in a muse) Bethink themselves whom Emp'rour they should chuse.

40.

For Artaban was marching hitherward To seeke revenge for breach of peace and Murther, Audentius therefore safely shall them Guard, If he be pleas'd they meane to seeke no further; But he replies (with Modesty) I cannot, You see, quoth he, my time is super-ann'ate.

41.

The* 1.21 Tribunes then perswade to chuse Macrinus, Who after, you shall heare, with him combin'd; The Souldiers say the Parthians neer behind us, Wee will not now be obstinat inclin'd: King Artaban approch'd with mighty Band, Macrinus counsels thus him to withstand;

42.

For publike losse no marvell if we mourn, He was our Prince, yet Fellow did appeare; Though all of us to dust at length shall turne, Yet while wee live his Name to us is deare: But now we have perform'd the Funerall Rite, The present danger doth our care incite.

43.

The Barb'rous King is here with Eastern Power, Who have a quarrell good in their conceipt; They say we did their people all devoure, When they unarm'd did think of no deceipt; And kill'd his kinsmen in unlucky houre, When entertainment they had made us neat: To skirmish light no leisure time will yield, But you must fight it out in open field.

44.

This breach of Oath, if true, is somewhat biting, Our Prince, not we, ought answer for the Fact, Which is already done by fatall smiting; We Romans are, like Romans let us Act, Then keep your Ranks to barr them of their Ends, The Roman Empire now on you depends.

45.

The Barb'rous are unmarshall'd, wanting Art, And like enough themselves to overthrow; You disciplin'd in whole and ev'ry part, And by your Order have the skill to know: The Foot their Ranks, the Horsmen sure in Seat, Whereby you shall your Enemies defeat.

46.

Like Romans charge as often you have done, The Barb'rous people once again to quell, That men may know your conquest was not won Through fraud or breach of Faith, as they doe tell; What matter is't how they excuse their harms, So you prevaile by skill and Force of Arms.

47.

The Souldiers* 1.22 (in a streight) this Speech Allow'd, And instant put themselves in Battell ray; The Barb'rous folke with mighty Host and Proud Advancing, were next morne by break of day: As was their guise, they Invocate the Sun, And then with Shouts upon the Romans run.

48.

The skilfull Romans did their Battels Range, With Horse and Darts Moresco flank'd each side; Their* 1.23 Maniples with Intervals doe change, To flat the Charge and 'bate th' Assaylants Pride; Though they with Lance and Shot of Arrowes Gall, Yet hand to hand they by the Romans fall.

49.

But yet e're long, with numbers overprest, The Romans make as if they would retreit; Withall, they sharp and pointed Engins wrest, And hide in Sand the Barb'rous Folk to cheat; Which made their Horses halt with grievous paine, Great store of men and Camels eke were slain.

50.

The first and second day they fiercely fought, As Victors both they to their Camps retire, The third, Barbarians to inclose them sought, As if they would them catch in net of Wire; Which Romans to prevent their Front dilate, So skilfull are they both in this debate.

51.

Yet at the best to both was slaughter sore, And heads of Carkasses were seen to lie; Macrinus thinks their rage was so much more, To take revenge that Antonine might die: He saw to fight it out was their intent, Debating thus, with Heralds Letters sent.

52.

Which doe inform that Antonine was dead, For breach of Oath and League he had his hire▪ Macrinus chosen Emp'rour in his stead, To be at peace with them was his desire; And that they may be friends as heretofore, Their spoile and Captives he will all restore.

53.

The Parthian Lords doe each one take his Seat, To heare the Message that the Romans sent, And in the midst King Artaban the Great, Whom with the rest these Tydings doe content; The truth of Anton's Murther cool'd his heate, To take his spoyle and Captives now is bent: Then towards home he makes his next Approach, Macrinus likewise went to Antioch.

The End of the Fourth Book.

Notes

• * 1.1

  Deification of an Empe∣rour.
• * 1.2

  A City.
• * 1.3

  The Fune∣rall Dance.
• * 1.4

  Constantinople Propontick Gulph di∣vides both Continents.
• * 1.5

  Antonine to the Senat.
• * 1.6

  The report was Marcus. poyson'd him, but Victor says none but lewd persons bele••∣ved it.
• * 1.7

  They had not the Honour of decent Fune∣rall.
• * 1.8

  Commodus Nephew.
• * 1.9

  Circen sports in honour of Neptune.
• * 1.10

  Of the Cities
• * 1.11

  Troy.
• * 1.12

  Vid. Hom Ili. l. 23.
• * 1.13

  An ancient kind of Fune∣rall.
• * 1.14

  A hundred oxen.
• * 1.15

  Embassage.
• * 1.16

  Two Generals Audentius and Macrinus.
• * 1.17

  Conjuring.
• * 1.18

  Captaine of 100 men.
• * 1.19

  De Luna.
• * 1.20

  See Mr Selden de diis Syris.
• * 1.21

  Collonels.
• * 1.22

  They feared the Parthian more then any Nation.
• * 1.23

  The Frame of their Battell.