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——ignoto cœlum clangore remugit, they care not what mischief they procure, so that they may enrich themselves for the present; they will so long blow the coals of contention, till all the world be consumed with fire. The siege of Troy lasted ten years eight months, there died 870000 Grecians, 670000 Trojans, at the taking of the City, and after were slain 276000 men, women, and children of all sorts. Cæsar killed a million, Mahomet the second Turk 300000 persons:
Sicinius Dentatus fought in an hundred battels, eight times in single combat he overcame, had forty wounds before, was rewarded with 140 crowns, triumphed nine times for his good service. M. Sergius had 32 wounds; Scæva the Centurion I know not how many; every nation hath their Hectors, Scipio’s, Cæsars and Alexanders. Our Edward the fourth was in 26 battels afoot: and as they do all, he glories in it, tis related to his honor. At the siege of Hierusalem 1100000 died with sword and famine. At the battel of Cannas, 70000 men were slain, as Polibius records, and as many at battel Albye with us; and tis no news to fight from sun to sun, as they did, as Constantine and Licinius, &c.
At the siege of Ostend (the devils Academie) a poor town in respect, a small fort, but a great grave, 120000 men lost their lives, besides whole towns, dorpes, and hospitals, full of maimed souldiers; there were engines, fire-works, and whatsoever the devil could invent to do mischief with 2500000 iron bullets shot of 40 pound weight, three or four millions of gold consumed. Who (saith mine Author) can be sufficiently amazed at their flinty hearts, obstinacy, fury, blindnesse, who without any likelyhood of good successe, hazard poor souldiers, and lead them without pitty to the slaughter, which may justly be called the rage of furious beasts, that run without reason upon their own deaths:
quis malus genius, quæ furia, quæ pestis, &c. what plague, what fury brought so devilish, so brutish a thing as war first into mens minds? Who made so soft and peaceable a creature, born to love, mercy, meeknesse, so to rave, rage like beasts, & run on to their own destruction? how may nature expostulate with mankinde, Ego te divinum animal finxi, &c. I made thee an harmlesse, quiet, a divine creature: how may God expostulate, and all good men?
yet, horum facta (as one condoles) tantum admirantur, & heroum numero habent: these are the brave spirits, the gallants of the world, these admired alone, triumph alone, have statues, crowns, piramids, obelisks to their eternal fame, that immortall Genius attends on them, hâc itur ad astra. When Rhodes was besieged, fossæ urbis cadaveribus repletæ sunt, the ditches were full of dead carcases; and as when the said Solyman great Turk beleagred Vienna, they lay level with the top of the wals.
This they make a sport of, and will do it to their friends and confederates, against oaths, vows, promises, by trechery or otherwise. ——dolus an virtus? quis in hoste requirat? leagues and laws of arms, (silent leges inter arma) for their advantage, omnia jura, divina, humana, proculcata plerumque sunt; Gods and mens laws are trampled under foot; the sword alone determines all; to satisfie their lust and spleen, they care not what they attempt, say, or do, Rara fides, probitasque viris qui castra sequuntur,
Nothing so common as to have father fight against the son, brother against brother, kinsman against kinsman, kingdom against kingdom, province against province, christians against christians: à quibus nec unquam cogitatione fuerunt læsi, of whom they never had offence in thought, word or deed. Infinite treasures consumed, towns burned, flourishing cities sacked and ruinated, quodque animus meminisse horret, goodly countries depopulated and left desolate, old inhabitants expelled, trade and traffick decayed, maids defloured, Virgines nondum thalamis jugatæ, Et comis nondum positis ephebi;
chast matrons cry out with Andromache, Concubitum mox cogar pati ejus, qui interemit Hectorem, they shall be compelled peradventure to ly with them that erst kil’d their husbands: to see rich, poor, sick, sound, Lords, servants, eodem omnes incommodo macti, consumed all or maimed, &c. Et quicquid gaudens scelere animus audet, & perversa mens, saith Cyprian, and whatsoever torment, misery, mischief, hell it self, the devill, fury and rage can invent to their own ruin and destruction; so abominable thing is war, as Gerbelius concludes, adeo fœda & abominanda res est bellum, ex quo hominum cædes, vastationes, &c. the scourge of God, cause, effect, fruit and punishment of sin, and not tonsura humani generis, as Tertullian cals it, but ruina.
Had Democritus been present at the late civill wars in France, those abominable wars, ——bellaque matribus detestata, Where in lesse then ten years, ten hundred thousand men were consumed, saith Collignius, 20 thousand Churches overthrown; nay, the whole kingdom subverted (as Richard Dinoth adds.) So many myriades of the Commons were butchered up, with sword, famine, war, tanto odio utrinque ut barbari ad abhorrendam lanienam obstupescerent, with such ferall hatred, the world was amazed at it: