ten or twelve thousand must be slain, men and horses, all they meet; and among those the [2328]Pagan Indians, their wives and servants voluntarily die with them.  Leo Decimus was so much bewailed in Rome after his departure, that as Jovius gives out, [2329]_communis salus, publica hilaritas_, the common safety of all good fellowship, peace, mirth, and plenty died with him, tanquam eodem sepulchro cum Leone condita lugebantur:  for it was a golden age whilst he lived, [2330]but after his decease an iron season succeeded, barbara vis et foeda vastitas, et dira malorum omnium incommoda, wars, plagues, vastity, discontent.  When Augustus Caesar died, saith Paterculus, orbis ruinam timueramus, we were all afraid, as if heaven had fallen upon our heads. [2331]Budaeus records, how that, at Lewis the Twelfth his death, tam subita mutatio, ut qui prius digito coelum attingere videbantur, nunc humi derepente serpere, sideratos esse diceres, they that were erst in heaven, upon a sudden, as if they had been planet-strucken, lay grovelling on the ground;

[2332] “Concussis cecidere animis, seu frondibus ingens
Sylva dolet lapsis”------

they looked like cropped trees. [2333]At Nancy in Lorraine, when Claudia Valesia, Henry the Second French king’s sister, and the duke’s wife deceased, the temples for forty days were all shut up, no prayers nor masses, but in that room where she was.  The senators all seen in black, “and for a twelvemonth’s space throughout the city, they were forbid to sing or dance.”

[2334] “Non ulli pastos illis egre diebus
        Frigida (Daphne) boves ad flumina, nulla nec amnem
        Libavit quadrupes, nec graminis attigit herbam.”

       “The swains forgot their sheep, nor near the brink
        Of running waters brought their herds to drink;
        The thirsty cattle, of themselves, abstained
        From water, and their grassy fare disdain’d.”

How were we affected here in England for our Titus, deliciae, humani generis, Prince Henry’s immature death, as if all our dearest friends’ lives had exhaled with his? [2335]Scanderbeg’s death was not so much lamented in Epirus.  In a word, as [2336]he saith of Edward the First at the news of Edward of Caernarvon his son’s birth, immortaliter gavisus, he was immortally glad, may we say on the contrary of friends’ deaths, immortaliter gementes, we are diverse of us as so many turtles, eternally dejected with it.

There is another sorrow, which arises from the loss of temporal goods and fortunes, which equally afflicts, and may go hand in hand with the preceding; loss of time, loss of honour, office, of good name, of labour, frustrate hopes, will much torment; but in my judgment, there is no torture like unto it, or that sooner procureth this malady and mischief: 

[2337] “Ploratur lachrymis amissa pecunia veris:” 

       “Lost money is bewailed with grief sincere.”