Had wag’d high wars, unknowing how to yield.
XLI.
All claim’d preferment, and each one could boast
Of some bright beauty or perfection dear,
Which should induce mankind to prize her most,
And to preferment make her title clear.
XLII.
And some, of empty shew and titles vain;
Alas! that Pride so many should deceive!
Claim’d o’er their kindred plants and flow’rs to reign: