allas Minerua; Onely I beginneTo giue my song; that makes warrs terrible Dinne:Is Patronesse of Citties; and with MarsMarshall'd in all the care, and cure of wars:And in euerted Citties, fights, and Cries.But neuer doth her selfe, set downe, or rise,Before a Cittie; but at both times Shee,All iniur'de people, sets on foot, and free.Giue, with thy warrs force, Fortune then to Me;And with thy Wisedomes force, Felicity.