Of Scorpio
Scorpio in 15 AD: even their days off are a fight.
[p. 13] Bright Scorpio Arm'd, with poys'nous Tail Prepares,Mens Martial Minds, for Violence and Wars;His Venom heats, and boyls their Bloods to Rage,And Rapine spreads o're the unlucky Age.Yet, when the Sun drives there, Men tear the Earth,And cast their Seed to an increasing Birth,As if he led mistaken Men to toil,And sweat for Matter for a future spoil.Yet 'tis not Prey they seek, as much as Blood,For e'en in Peace they fiercely trace the Wood,O're Forests range, and every Plain infest,Now Fight with Man, and now Engage with Beast,To please the Crowd, they unprovok'd engage,And sell their Lives, to the dishonest Stage;And when calm Peace doth Publick Rest bestow,Yet still to Fight, each seeks himself a Foe.They spend their leisure Hours in fierce Alarms,And all their Recreation is in Arms.
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The text is Thomas Creech's 1697 verse translation, checked word by word between three scans of the same type (the 1697 printing, the 1700 printing and a third copy). The long s is printed as s; every other spelling is Creech's. Pages are cited as the 1697 printing numbers them. The portrait is William Marshall’s engraving of Lilly from the front of the 1659 printing (Wellcome Library, public domain).