Heere, where I first drew vitall breath
Shall I meete death?
And finde in the same vault a roome
Where my fore-fathers ashes sleepe?
Or shall I dye, where none shall weepe
My timelesse fate, and my cold earth intombe?
Shall I 'gainst the swift Parthians fight
And in their flight
Receive my death? Or shall I see
That envied peace, in which we are