Epigram I. On Rome

Trav'ller, thou look'st for old Rome in the new,
And yet in Rome, thou nought of Rome canst view.
Behold the frame of walls, dis-joynted stone,
And the vast Theatre, that's overthrown;
Lo here's Romes carkass still; thou may'st behold
How the new Rome is threatned by the old.
Learn hence the power of fate, fix'd things decay,
But that that's alwaies toss'd & mov'd, does stay.