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What Happened To The Dukes Of Elizabeth II - Last Dukes - Absolute History nobility of the robeHas litigation sprung up among the gods? Has aged Saturn, again aiming at supremacy, summoned into court his rival and son Jove? But having no pleader there nobility of the robe leaves the here, directing his course to earth, where soon he finds one suitable for his purpose, namely Bacon, whom, mowing down with his scythe, rob compels to administer justice among the angels and between himself and his son Jove. Do then the gods need the wisdom of Bacon? Or has Astraea left the gods?
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It is so: She has gone: and even she, abandoning the stars, sedulously ministered to our Bacon. Saturn himself spent not his time in happier ages, to which the name even of gold is given these are poets' fanciesthan we experienced when Bacon judged us. Therefore the gods, envying our happy state, willed to remove this universal joy.
He is gone, he is gone: it suffices for my woe to have uttered this: I have not said he is dead: What need is there now of black raiment? O benefactor of all, how all things seem to have loved you living and to mourn you dead! Albans Death first attacked, then was repulsed: I thought he nobility of the robe repented of his design and crime. Nobility of the robe a skillful general marches off from besieged cities, in order to attack the garrison when off their guard and freed from fear, just so Death, relentless on a day hostile to the Muses smites this man much skilled in warding off a blow. How I would long to consume utterly my eyes with weeping!
But, ah! I preserve my eyes for their own books. Thus I am glad to produce a poem stained with tears; in it there is no salt, save what the salt tear has given. Assuredly the object of our sorrow cannot be in a state of felicity, since his Muses are grieving, and continue reading loves not himself more than them.
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But the imperious Clotho compelled his reluctant spirit. To heaven among the stars she drew his unwilling feet. Are we to think then that the arts of Phoebus lay dormant and the herbs of the Clarian god were of no avail?
Phoebus was as powerful as ever, nor was efficacy absent from his herbs; be sure that he retained his skill and they their force. But believe that Phoebus withheld his healing hand from his rival, because he feared his becoming King of the Muses. Hence our grief; that the Verulamian demi-god should be inferior to Phoebus in the healing art, though nobility of the robe superior in all else.
O Muses! I acknowledge these for genuine Muses and their tears. Oc wonderful to say, be hidden beneath these waters.
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For he nobility of the robe perished through whom you live, and who has fostered the Pierian goddesses with many an art. When he perceived that the arts were held by no roots, and like seed scattered on the surface of the soil were withering away, he taught the Pegasean arts to grow, as grew the spear of Quirinus swiftly into a laurel tree. Therefore since he has taught the Heliconian goddesses to flourish no lapse of ages shall dim his glory. The ardour of his noble heart could bear no longer that you divine Minerva, should be despised.]
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