Theire brave atchivements, and in time to comme,
Per fas aut nefas, they’l erect a throne.
Cloubs are turn’d trumps: so now the lott is cast:
With fire and sword to Hidras den they haste,
Mars in th’ assendant, Soll in Cancer now,
And Lerna Lake to Plutos court must bow.
What though they [be] rebuk’d by thundring Iove,
Tis neither Gods nor men that can remove
Their mindes from making this a dismall day.
These nine will now be actors in this play