Page:The castle of Indolence - an allegorical poem - Written in imitation of Spenser (IA castleofindolenc00thomiala).pdf/36

 The puzzling Sons of Party next appear'd, In dark Cabals and nightly Juntos met; And now they whisper'd close, new shrugging rear'd Th' important Shoulder; then, as if to get New Light, their twinkling Eyes were inward set: No sooner Lucifer recalls Affairs, Than forth they various rush in mighty Fret; When lo! push'd up to Power, and crown'd their Cares,

But what most shew'd the Vanity of Life, Was to behold the Nations all on Fire, In cruel Broils engag'd, and deadly Strife; Most Christian Kings, inflam'd by black Desire, With Honourable Ruffians in their Hire, Cause War to rage, and Blood around to pour: Of this sad Work when Each begins to tire, They sit them down just where they were before,