Sions Elegies: Threnodia IIII, Eleg. 9

IMpetuous Famine, Sister to the Sword,
Left hand of Death, Childe of th'infernall Lord,
Thou Tort'rer of Mankind, that with one stroake,
Subject'st the world to thy imperious yoake:
What pleasure tak'st thou in the tedious breath
Of pined Mortals? or their lingring death?
The Sword, thy generous brother's not so cruell,
He kills but once, fights in a noble Duell:
But thou (malicious Furie) dost extend
Thy spleene to all, whose death can find no end;
Alas! my haplesse weale can want no woe,
That feeles the rage of Sword, and famine too.