To this well-painted piece is Lucrece come, (1444)
To find a face where all distress is stell'd. (1445)
Many she sees where cares have carved some, (1446)
But none where all distress and dolour dwell'd, (1447)
Till she despairing Hecuba beheld,
Staring on Priam's wounds with her old eyes, (1449)
Which bleeding under Pyrrhus' proud foot lies.