(< * ? )

J U L I A . It is for vulgar Souls I muft confefs, W ho create .grief from every flight diftrefs ; But a great Heart would bhiflt at that defeft, And all things bares From doilhtful Fate expeft: Under, hr» W a lk two Armies wc furvcy. But Rome ne’re yet knew how to lofe the day AppUuft, not grief, we to Iicr Fortune owe, W ho whilft fho fights muft needs the mightier grow; Then letvain ternou« from your brcaft depart, And find out Vows worthy a Roman heart,

SA~