Classic Poem

I thinke it good to leave P. Plasmos in this good moode, untill time fitteth (he thus forewarned) for the report of his better fortunes: naythelesse, for others heede I will make discourse of the souden fal of foure of his enimies, whom Gods justice worthily cut off in the prime (or before the accomplishment) of their lewde desires. The first of them was Lyros, the only executioner of al his copartners deceites; who, upon the revealement of his and their mischieves, fell into an extreme quarterne ague, which haunted him untill his death, he having but one only childe, which soudenly, without any shew of sicknesse, died: he for feare of arrest forsooke his house and lived in corners. And yet, to comfort his solitarie life, he oft song a counter tenure; he, being before a lustie and able man, became soudenly a most weake and miserable creature, to accompanie whiche, he lost the use both of memorie and wit. And to make an end of his miseries, in steade of drinke, he dronke poyson; so that shortly after he was in shewe a most lothsome lepre, who thus distrest, forsaken of friendes, and vexed with his foes, for want of succour miserably (yet repentantly) died, whose complaint, almost in order as hee confessed, insueth.