Then if that banquet will not thee suffice, Seek out new Lands where thou maist tyrannize; Search every forrest, every hill, And all that in the hollow mountains dwell; Those wild and untame troops devour, Thereby thou wilt the rest of men secure, And that the rest of men will thank thee for. Let all those humane beasts be slain, Till scarce their memory remain; Thy self with that ignoble slaughter fill, ’Twill be permitted thee that blood to spill. Measure the ruder world throughout, March all the Ocean shores about, Only pass by and spare the _British Isle_. Go on, and (what _Columbus_ once shall do, When daies and time unto their ripeness grow) Find out new lands, and unknown countries too. Attempt those lands which yet are hid From all Mortalitie beside: There thou maist deal a victory, And none of this world hear the cry Of those that by thy wounds shall die; No _Greek_ shall know thy cruelty, And tell it to posterity. Go, and unpeople all those mighty Lands, Destroy with unrelenting hands; Go, and the _Spaniards_ sword prevent, Go, make the _Spaniard_ innocent, Go, and root out all man-kind there. That when the _Europæan_ Armies shall appear, Their sin may be the less, They may find all a wilderness, And without blood the gold and silver there possess. XXVI.