And hurl therein our goods, without a care,
The poorest and the richest things as well.
This will ye judge a simple, light affair,
When to your listening ears I have to tell
What ye must do, with honour to your names,
When once your wealth is swallowed in the flames.
Meanwhile to stay, but for a single hour,
The hunger which devours us as its prey,
Cause that these wretched Romans[11] in our power
Be slain and quartered without more delay,