Is with a glorious Triumph beautified;
And every one doth Ιῶ! Ιῶ! cry,
While all in gold the Conqueror doth ride;
The solemn pomp, that fills the city wide,
Observes such Rank and Measure everywhere,
As if they altogether dancing were.
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The like just order Mourners do observe,
But with unlike affection and attire,
When some great man, that nobly did deserve,