For all the inhabitants of Heaven come,
    Choosing their sides, with factious fury down. 
    For Caesar first Dione does appear,
    Pallas and Mars with his huge brandisht spear;
    Phoebe and Phoebus too for Caesar came,
    And with Cyllenius, to fill the train,
    Alcides went, in all his acts the same. 
    The trumpets sound, when from the Stygian shade
    Wild Discord raises her disorder’d head;
    From whose swoln eyes there ran a briny flood,
    And blood congeal’d otre all her visage stood;
    Her hideous rows of brazen teeth were furr’d,
    A filthy gore there issu’d from her tongue,
    With snaky locks her guarded head was hung;
    Rent and divided did her garb betray
    The image of the breast on which it lay;
    And brandisht flames her trembling hand obey. 
    Thus from Hell’s deeps she past with dire design,
    Up to the top of noble Appennine,
    From whose proud height she all the world descri’d,
    Earth, seas, and armies march on every side,
    And bursting out at length, with fury cry’d,
    Let murderous rage the world to arms inspire,
    That every nation may appear a fire: 
    No age or sex shall from the war be free,
    No subtle fear be a security. 
    The earth it self shall tremble, and the shock
    Make mountains cleft against each other knock. 
    Marcellus guide the laws, Curior the crowd,
    Let Lentulus inspire the warlike god. 
    But why is’t Caesar such slow measures takes? 
    Not scale the walls?  Nor force th’ aspiring gates,
    Nor to the town, nor to the treasure makes? 
    At Rome, if Pompey fears th’ approaching foe,
    Let him to fatal Epidamnum go: 
    Fill all its plains with blood.  Thus Discord said,
    And impious earth her black decrees obey’d.”

When Eumolpus, with his usual freedom, had deliver’d himself of this, we arrived at Crotona, where having refresht our selves in a little inn, we took up at the next day, designing an enlargement of our house and fortune, we fell into the company of some parasitical Corbacchio’s who immediately enquir’d what we were and whence we came?  When, according to our contrivance, prudently advancing our characters, we told the credulous parasites whence we came, and who we were.  Upon which, immediately all their fortunes were at Eumolpus’s feet, and each, to ingratiate himself into his favour, strove to exceed the rest in presenting him.

While this flood of fortune was for a long time flowing on us, Eumolpus, ’midst his happiness, having lost the memory of his former condition, so boasted his interest, that he affirm’d none in Crotona cou’d resist his desires; and that what e’re crime any of us shou’d act, he had friends enough to wipe off the guilt.