The lazy ones, for which they serv’d,
Indulg’d their ease, with all the graces
Of health and plenty in their faces. 100
The soldiers, that were forc’d to fight,
If they surviv’d, got honour by’t;
Though some, that shunn’d the bloody fray,
Had limbs shot off, that ran away:
Some valiant gen’rals fought the foe; 105
Others took bribes to let them go:
Some ventur’d always where ’twas warm,