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 The Four Monarchies. 281

To every guefs ^ a cup of gold he fends,

So after many dayes the Banquet ends.

Now Alexanders conquefts all are done,

And his long Travails'' paft and overgone;

His virtues dead, buried, and quite ^ forgot.

But vice remains to his Eternal blot.

'Mongft thofe that of his cruelty did taft, [152]

Philohts was not leaft, nor yet the laft,

Accus'd becaufe he did not certifie

The King of treafon and confpiracy:

Upon fufpition being apprehended.

Nothing was provVP wherein he had offended

But lilence, which " was of fuch confequence.

He was judg'd guilt}^ of the fame offence,^

But for his fathers great deferts the King

His royal pardon gave for this foul '" thing.

Yet is Phylotas unto judgment brought,

Muft fuffer, not for what is prov'd," but thought.

His mafter is accufer, judge and King,

Who to the height doth aggravate each thing,

Inveighs againft his father now abfent,

And's brethren who for him their lives had fpent.

But PhUotas his unpardonable crime,

No-^ merit could obliterate, or time:

He did the Oracle of yove " deride.

By which his Majefty was diefi'd.

g Gueft. »" travells. -f all. t found. « guilt.

V His death deferv'd, for this lb high oftence. '^ fame. X what he did. y Which no. » lu-piter.

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