Et minimi vindictam

WEE doe adore by nature, Princes good,
And gladly as our Parents, them obey,
But loath the Monsters, that delight in blood,
And thinke their People sent them for a prey:
To whome the Lord, doth in his Iudgment send,
A loathed life, or else a fearefull end.

Once NERO'S name, the world did quake to heare,
And ROME did tremble, at DOMITIAN'S sight:
But now the Tyrant, cause of all this feare,
Is laid full low, vpon whose toombe do light,
To take revenge, the Bee, and summer Flie,
Who not escap't sometime his crueltie.