Lastly, stoode Warre, in glittering[1545] armes yclad,
With visage grym, sterne lookes,[1546] and blackly hewed
In his right hand a naked sworde hee had,
That to the hilts was all with bloud embrued:
And in his left (that king[1547] and kingdomes rewed)
Famine and fyer he held, and therewithall
He razed townes, and threw downe towres and all.
57.
Cities hee sakt, and realmes (that whilome flowred
In honour, glory, and rule, aboue the best)