The Eagle
The Eagle, who carries Jove's thunder: a fierce brood, born to seize.
[p. 74] But now the Eagle must my Songs employ,He shines upon the left hand of the Boy,Whom first from Earth he did to Skies convey,And now with wide stretcht Wings hovers o're his Prey.This Bird, the Armour-bearer of the Skies,Brings back thrown Thunder, Jove with Arms supplies.And with the Youth's twelfth part begins to rise.And then shall spring a violent ravenous Brood,Eager to rob, and purchase Spoil with Blood:On Men and Beasts with equal Lust they seize,Nor make a difference between War and Peace.Their Friends and Enemies alike they awe,They every thing to wild contention draw,Their Will their Ruler, and their Sword their Law.
But if their Violence aright they place,Their Vice turns Vertue; conquer'd Spoils shall graceTheir happy Country; when in Arms they dare,Success shall wait, and Victory crown their War.But since the Eagle is employ'd aboveNot to throw Thunder, but to wait on Jove,And bring him Arms, they hope in vain to bearThe highest Office, and Command in War;They must be meaner, equal to their Star:Wait on a General, bear his ponderous Shield,And serve him bravely in the dangerous Field,
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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).