Great was her force, whome stone wall could not stay, Her tearing nayles snatching at all shee sawe: With gaping iawes, that by no[1543] meanes ymay Be satisfide from hunger of her mawe, But eates herselfe as shee that hath no lawe: Gnawing, alas, her carkas all in vayne, Where you may count ech sinew, bone, and veyne. 53. On her while wee thus firmly fixt our eyes, That bled for ruth of such a drery sight, Loe, sodaynly shee shrikt[1544] in so huge wise, As made hell gates to shiuer with the might: Wherewith, a dart wee sawe, how it did light Right on her brest, and, therewithall, pale _Death_ Enthrilling it, to reue her of her breath. 54. And, by and by, a dum dead corps wee sawe, Heauy, and colde, the shape of death aright: That daunts all earthly creatures to his lawe: Against whose force in vaine it is to fight: Ne peeres, ne princes, nor no mortall wyght, No townes, ne realmes, cittyes, ne strongest tower, But all, perforce, must yeelde vnto his power. 55. His dart, anon, out of the corps hee tooke, And in his hand (a dreadfull sight to see) With great tryumph eftsones the same hee shooke; That most of all my feares affrayed mee: His body dight with nought but bones, perdye, The naked shape of man there saw I plaine, All saue the flesh, the sinow, and the vaine. 56. Lastly, stoode _Warre_, in glittering[1545] armes yclad, With visage grym, sterne lookes,[1546] and blackly hewed In his right hand a naked sworde hee had, That to the hilts was all with bloud embrued: And in his left (that king[1547] and kingdomes rewed) Famine and fyer he held, and therewithall He razed townes, and threw downe towres and all. 57. Cities hee sakt, and realmes (that whilome flowred In honour, glory, and rule, aboue the best) Hee ouerwhelmde, and all theire fame deuoured, Consumde, destroyde, wasted and neuer ceast, Tyll hee theire wealth, theire name, and all opprest: His face forehewde with wounds, and by his side There hung his targ, with gashes deepe and wide. 58. In mids of which, depainted there, wee founde Deadly _Debate_, all full of snaky heare, That with a bloudy fillet was ybound, Out breathing nought but discord euery where: And round about were portrayde, here and there, The hugy hostes, _Darius_ and his power, His kings, princes, his peeres,[1548] and all his flower. 59.[1549]