All loued vertue, no man was affrayd
Of force, ne fraud in wight was to be found:
No warre was knowne, no dreadfull trompets sound,
Peace vniuersall rayn’d mongst men and beasts,
And all things freely grew out of the ground:
Iustice sate high ador’d with solemne feasts,
And to all people did diuide her dred beheasts.
Most sacred vertue she of all the rest, x
Resembling God in his imperiall might;
Whose soueraine powre is herein most exprest,