Living
Quem timuisti, timet
From Minerva Britanna (1612)
WITH haire dishevel'd, and in mournefull wise,
Who spurnes a shippe, with Scepter in her hand:
Thus BRITAINE's drawen in old Antiquities,
What time the Romanes, overran her land:
Who first devis'd her, sitting in this plight,
As then their captiue, and abandon'd quite.
But what can long continue at a stay,
To all thinges being, Fates a change decree:
Thrice-famous Ile, whome erst thou didst obey,
Vsurping Roome, standes now in aw of thee:
And trebles more, to heare thy Soveraignes name,
Then thou her Drummes, when valiant Caesar came.
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MLA
Peacham, Henry. “Quem timuisti, timet.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/peacham/105/.
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Peacham, Henry. “Quem timuisti, timet.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/peacham/105/.
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