Sions Elegies: Threnodia IIII, Eleg. 13

NE're had the splendor of thy bright renowne
Beene thus extinguisht (ludah;) Thy fast Crowne
Had ne're beene spurn'd from thy Imperiall brow,
Plenty had nurs'd thy soule, thy peacefull plough
Had fill'd thy fruitfull Quarters with encrease,
Hadst thou but knowne thy selfe, and loved peace;
But thou hast broke that sacred truce, concluded
Betwixt thy God, and thee; vainly deluded
Thy selfe with thine own strength, with deadly feud
Thy furious Priests and Prophets have pursude
The mourning Saints of Sion, and did say
All such, as were more just, more pure, then they,