Chapter 16 No.16

What doleful crys are these that fright my sence,

Sad as the Groans of dying Innocence?

The killing Accents now more near Aproach,

And the Infectious Sound,

Spreads and Inlarges all around;

And does all Hearts with Grief and Wonder touch.

The famous Grinhil dead! even he,

That cou'd to us give Immortalitie;

Is to the Eternal