APPIUS AND VIRGINIA.
Enter Virginius.
Before the time that fortune’s lot did show each fate his doom,
Or bird or beast, or fish or fowl, on earth had taken room,
The gods they did decree to frame, the thing is ended now,
The heavens and the planets eke, and moist from air to bow.
Then framed they the man from mould and clay, and gave him time to reign,
As seemed best their sacred minds to run and turn again,
They framed also, after this, out of his tender side