"In every part you see how Rome is woe,

  Mid ruthless rapine, murder, fire, and rape.

  See all to wasting rack and ruin go,

  And nothing human or divine escape.

  The league's men hear the shrieks, behold the glow

  Of hostile fires, and lo! they backward shape

  Their course, where they should hurry on their way,

  And leave the pontiff to his foes a prey.