in glittering arms yclad, With visage grim, stern looks, and blackly hu’d; In his right hand a naked sword he had, That to the hilts was all with blood imbru’d; And in his left, that kings and kingdoms ru’d, Famine and fire he held, and therewithal He razed towns and threw down towers and all. Cities he sack’d and realms, that whilom flower’d In honour, glory, and rule above the best, He overwhelm’d and all their fame devour’d, Consum’d, destroy’d, wasted, and never ceas’d, Till he their wealth, their name, and all oppress’d;