"She veiled her eagles, snapped her sword, "Ay, ages long endured his span And laid her sceptre down; sports, Her artists could not please; 165 Her stately purple she abhorred, And her imperial crown. "She broke her flutes, she stopped her 130 She tore her books, she shut her courts, She fled her palaces; "Lust of the eye and pride of life She left it all behind, "Now he is dead! Far hence he lies |