Howling for passage, where deep Styx doth run,
Although in vaine, their funerall rites not done:
For hatefull fowles of heau’n being their best graue,
No passage to Elyzium can they haue.
73.
Alas, how error, enuie and despaire
Did troope them vp to leade them on the way,
Error orecast their skie, darkened their ayre,
Obscur’d their sight, then enuie did assay
To make them seeke truth’s ruine and decay;