While brutal force, moved by a hand insane,
Will change to rugged heaps the smoothest plain.
'Tis needful, then, and firstly, to repress
The flagrant madness of our soldiery,
Who, mindful not of glory and noblesse,
In gross consuming lust do sunken lie.
My sole desire is this, I wish no less,
To raise our men from their debauchery;
For if the friend will first amendment show,
More quickly then will I subdue the foe.