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And the young wanton wits, when they applaud used for Thamesis, by a synecdochical kind of The sly persuasion of some subtle bawd;

speech, or by a poetical liberty, in using one for Or passionate tragedian, in his rage,

another : for it is said that Thamesis is compoundActing a love-sick passion on the stage :

ed of Tame and Isis, making, when they are met, () When though abroad restraining us to roam, that renowned water running by London, a city They very bardly keep us safe at home;

much more renowned than that water : which be And oft are touch'd with fear and inward grief, ing plentiful of fish, is the cause also why all Knowing rich prizes soonest tenipt a thief. things else are plentiful therein. Moreover, I am

What sports have we, whereon our minds to set ? | persuaded, that there is no river in the world beOur dog, our parrot, or our marmozet,

bolds more stately buildings on either side, clean Or once a week to walk into the field;

thorow, than the Thames. Much is reported of Small is the pleasure that these toys do yield; the grand canal in Venice, for that the fronts on But to this grief a med'cine you apply,

either side are so gorgeous. To cure restraint with that sweet liberty; And sof’reignty (O that bewitching thing !)

(9) That might incite some foul-mouth'd Mantuan: Yet made more great by promise of a king; Mantuan, a pastoral poet, in one of his ecAnd more, that honour which doth most entice logues, bitterly inveigheth against womankind; The holiest nun, and she that's ne'er so nice. some of which, by way of an appendix, might be Thus still we strive, yet overcome at length, here inserted, seeing the fantastic and insolent huFor men want mercy, and poor women strength : mours of many of that sex deserve much sharper Yet grant, that we could meaner men resist, physic, were it not that they are grown wiser than When kings once come, they conquer as they list. to amend for such an idle poet's speech as ManThou art the cause Shore pleaseth not my sight, tuan ; yea, or for Euripides himself, or Seneca's That his embraces give me no delight:

inflexible Hippolitus. Thou art the cause I to myself am strange, Thy coming is my full, thy set my change.

(4) The circuit of the public theatre. Long winter nights be minutes, if thou here;

Ovid, a most fit author for so dissolute a sectary, Short minutes, if thou absent, be a year.

calls that place chastity's shipwrack : for though And thus by strength thou art become my fate, Shore's wife wantónly plead for liberty, which is And mak’st me love even in the midst of hate. the true humour of a courtezan; yet much more

is the praise of modesty, than of such liberty. ANNOTATIONS OF THE CHRONICLE HISTORY.

Howbeit, the vestal nuns had seats assigned them

in the Roman theatre; whereby it should appear, (") Would I had led an humble shepherd's life, it was counted no impeachment to modesty, though Nor known the name of Shore's admired wife. they offending herein were buried quick: a sharp

Two or three poems, written by sundry men, law for them, who may say, as Shore's wife does, have magnified this woman's beauty; whom, that (*) When though abroad restraining us to roam, ornament of England, and London's more parti-They very hardly keep us safe at home. cular glory, sir Thomas More, very highly hath praised for her beauty, sbe being alive in his time, though being poor and aged. Her stature was mean, her hair of a dark yellow, her face round MARY, THE FRENCH QUEEN, TO CHARLES and full, her eye gray, delicate harmony being betwixt each part's proportion, and each propor

BRANDON, DUKE OF SUFFOLK. tion's colour; her body fat, white, and smooth; her countenance cheerful, and like to ber condition. That picture which I have seen of hers, was such as she rose out of her bed in the morning, having nothing on but a rich mantle, cast ander Henry the Eighth, firm friendship to unite me arm over her shoulder, and sitting in a chair, With France, bestows the lady Mary bright, a which her naked arm did lie. What her fa- His younger sister, on king Lewis, then ther's name was, or where she was born, is not Being lame and aged; but she, of all men, certainly known : but Shore, a young man of right Charles Brandon, duke of Suffolk, most affected, roodly person, wealth, and behaviour, abandoned One whom her brother highly had respected, ber bed, after the king bad made her his concu

And had advanc'd: but scarcely had she been bine. Richard II. causing her to do open pen- Five months in France, when the brave beauteous ance in Paul's churchyard, commanded that no queen man should relieve her; which the tyrant did not

Buried the old king; who no sooner dead, so much for his hatred to sin, but that by making But she in heart determining to wed bis brother's life odious, he might cover his hor. Her long-lov'd Brandon, this epistle writes; rible treasons the more cunningly.

Who back to her the answer soon indites. (*) May number Romney's flow'rs, or Isis' fish.

Ramney is that famous marsh in Kent, at whose Such health from Heav'n myself may wish to me, side Rye, a baven-town, doth stand: bereof the Such health from France queen Mary sends to excellent English antiquary, Mr. Camden, and thee. Mr. Lambert in his Perambulation, do make ) Brandon, how long mak'st thou excuse to stay, mentious and marshes are commonly called those and know'st how ill we women brook delay? low grounds which abot upon the sea, and from If one poor channel thus can part us two, the Latin word are so denominated. Isis is here | Tell me (unkind !) what would an ocean do?

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Leander had an Hellespont to swim,

( When in king Henry's tent of cloth of gold, Yet this from Hero could not hinder him;

She often did thee in her arms enfold:
His bark (poor soul!) his breast, bis arms his oars, Where you were feasted more deliciously,
But thou a ship, to land thee on our shores ; Than Cleopatra did Mark Antony :
And opposite to famous Kent do lie

Where sports all day did entertain your sight,
The pleasant fields of flow'ry Picardy,

And then in masques you pass'd away. tlie night.
Where our fair Calais, walled in her sands, But thou wilt say, 'tis proper unto us,
In kenning of the cliffy Dover stands.

That we by nature all are jealous.
Here is no bedlam nurse to pout nor low'r, I must confess 'tis oft found in our sex,
When, wantoning, we revel in my tow'r;

But who not loves, not any thing suspects :
Nor need i top my turret with a light,

True love doth look with pale suspicion's eye, To guide thee to me, as thou swimm'st by night; Take away love, if you take jealousy.” Compar'd with me, weri thou but half so kind, Turwin and Tournay when king Henry took, Thy sighs should stuff thy sails, tho’wanting wind: For this great change who then did ever look? But thy breast is becalmd, thy sighs be slack, (") When Maximilian to those wars addrest, And mine, too stiff, do blow thy broad sails back. Wore England's cross on his imperial breast, But thou wilt say, that I should blame the food, () And in our army let his eagle fly, Because the wind so full against thee stood : (*) That view'd our epsigns with a wond'ring eye; Nay, blame it not, that it did roughly blow, Little thought I when Bullen first was won, For it did chide thee, that thou wast so slow; Wedlock should end what angry war begun. For it came not to keep thee in the bay,

From which I vow, I yet am free in thought,
But came from me, to bid thee come away. (") But this alone by Wolsey's wit was #rought.
But that thou vainly lett'st occasion slide, To his advice the king gave free consent,
Thou might'st have wafted hither with the tide. That will I, nill I, I must be content.
If when thou com’st, I knit mine angry brow, My virgin's right thy state could not advance,
Blame ine not, Brandon, thou hast bruke thy vow; But now enriched with the dower of France ;
Yet if I meant to frown, I might be dumb, Then, but poor Suffolk's dutchess had I been,
For this may make thee stand in doubt to come : Now the great dowager, the most Christian queen.
Nay come, sweet Charles, have care thy ship to But I perceive where all thy grief doth lie,
guide;

Lewis of France liad my virginity;
Come, my sweet heart, in faith I will not chide. He had indeed, but shall I tell thee what?

When as my brother and his lovely queen, Believe me, Brandon, he had scarcely that:
In sad attire for my depart were seen,

Good feeble king, he could not do much harm, ("The utmost date expired of my stay,

But age must needs have something that is warm; When I from Dover did depart away,

“ Small drops (Gods knows) do quench that heatThou know'st what woe I suffer'd for thy sake,

less fire,
How oft I feign'd of thee my leave to take: When all the strength is only in desire."
God and thou know'st, with what a heavy heart And I could tell (if modesty might tell)
I took my farewell, when I should depart; There's somewhat else that pleaseth lovers well;
And being shipp'd, gave signal with my hand To rest his cheek upon my softer cheek,
Up to the cliff, where I did see thee stand: Was all he had, and more he did not seek ;
Nor could refrain, in all the people's view,

So might the little baby clip the nurse,
But cry'd to thee, “Sweet Charles, adieu, adieu!" And it content, she never a whit the worse :
Look how a little infant, that hath lost

Then think this, Brandon, if that make thee frown, The thing wherewith it was delighted most,

For maiden-head, he on me set a crown. Weary with seeking, to some corner creeps, Who would not change a kingdom for a kiss ? And then (poor soul!) it sits it down and weeps ; Hard were the heart that would not yield him this; And wben the nurse would fain content the mind, And time yet half so swiftly doth not pass, Yet still it mourns for that it cannot find :

Not yet full five months elder than I was. Thus in my careful cabin did I lie,

When thou to France conducted wast by fame, When as the ship out of the road did fly.

With many knights, which from all countries came, (9) Think'st thou my love was faithful then to | To see me at St. Dennis on my throne, thee,

Where Lewis held my coronation ; When young Castile to England su'd for me? (") Where the proud dauphin, for thy valour's sake, Be judge thyself, if it were not of power,

Chose thee at tilt his princely part to take :
When I refus'd an empire for my dower.

When as the staves upon thy cask did light,
To England's court when once report did bring, Grieved therewith, I turn'd away my sight,
How thou in France didst revel with the king, And spake aloud, when I myself forgot,
(") When he, in triumph of his victory,

“ 'Tis my sweet Charles, my Brandon, hurt hin
Under a rich embroider'd canopy
Enter'd proud Tournay, which did trembling stand, But when I fear'd the king perceived this,
To beg for mercy at his conqu'ring hand;

Good silly man, I pleas'd him with a kiss ; To hear of his endearments, how I joy'd!

And to extol his valiant son began, But see, this calm was suddenly destroy'd. That Europe never bred a braver man: (*) When Charles of Castile there to hanquet came, And when (poor king) he simply praised thee, With him his sister, that ambitious dame,

Of all the rest I ask'd, who thou should'st be? (9) Savoy's proud dutchess, knowing how long she Thus I with him dissembled for thy sake; All means had try'd to win my love from me; Open confession now amends must make. Fearing my absence mighi thy vows acquit, Whilst this old king upon a pallet lies, To change thy Mary for a Margaret,

And only holds a combat with mine eyes;

not.”

Mine eyes from his, by thy sight stol'n away, King Henry VIII. with the queen'and nobles, in Which might too well their mistress' thoughts the sixth year of his reign, in the month of Sepbewray.

tember, brought this lady to Dover, where she But when I saw thy proud unconquer'd lance took shipping for France. To bear the prize from all the flow'r of France, To see what pleasure did my soul embrace,

(3) Think'st thou my love was faithful unto thee, Might eas'ly be discerned in my face.

When young Castile to England su'd for me? Look as the dew upon a damask rose,

It was agreed and concluded betwixt Henry VII. Now through that liquid pearl his blushing shows, and Philip king of Castile, son to Maximilian And when the soft air breathes upon bis top, the emperor, that Charles, eldest son of the said From the sweet leaves falls eas'ly drop by drop; Philip, should marry the lady Mary, daughter to Thus by my cheek, distilling from mine eyes, king Henry, when they came to age : which One tear for joy another's room supplies. (prove, agreement was afterward in the eighth year of

Before mine eye (like touch) thy shape did Henry VIII. annihilated.
Mine eye condeinn'd my too, too partial love;
But since by others I the same do try,

(") When he, in triumph of his victory,

Under a rich embroider'd canopy,
My love condemns my too, too partial eye.
The precious stone most beautiful and rare,

Enter'd proud Tournay, which did trembling When with itself we only it compare,

stand, &c. We deem all other of that kind to be

Henry VIII. after the long siege of Tournay, As excellent as that we only see;

which was delivered to bim upon composition, Bat when we judge of that, with others by,

entered the city in triumph under a canopy of Too credulous we do condemn our eye,

cloth of gold, borne by four of the chief and most Which then appears more orient and more bright, noble citizens, the king himself mounted upon a Haring a foil whereon to show its light.

gallant courser barbed with the arms of England, Alanson, a fine timb'red man, and tall,

France, and Ireland. Yet wants the shape thou art adorn’d withall :

(*) When Charles of Castile to a banquet came, Vandome good carriage, and a pleasing eye, With him his sister, that ambitious dame, Yet hath not Suffolk's princely majesty :

Savoy's proud Jutchess.
Courageous Bourbon, a sweet manly face,
Yet in his looks lacks Brandon's courtly grace :

The king being at Tournay, there came to him

the prince of Castile, and the lady Margaret, Proud Longarile, suppos'd to have no peer, A man scarce made was thought, whilst thou wast

dutchess of Savoy, his sister, to whom king Henry here:

gave great entertainment. County Saint-Paul, our best at arms in France, (5) Savoy's proud Jutchess, knowing how long she Would yield himself a 'squire to bear thy lance: All mocans had try'd to win my love from me. (") Galeas and Bounarme, matchless for their

At this time there was talk of a marriage to be might,

concluded between Charles Brandon, then lord Under thy tow'ring blade have couch'd in fight.

Lisle, and the dutchess of Savoy; the lord Lisle If with our love my brother angry be,

being highly favoured, and exceedingly beloved of I'll say, to please him, I first fancy'd thee:

the dutchess. And but to frame my liking to his mind, Never to thee bad I been half so kind.

() When in king Henry's tent of cloth of gold. Worthy my love, the vulgar judge no man,

The king caused a rich tent of cloth of gold to Except a Yorkist, or Lancastrian;

be erected, where he feasted the prince of Castile Nor think that my affection should be set, and the dutchess, and entertained them with Bat in the line of great Plantagenet.

sumptuous masks and banquets during their abode. I pass not what the idle commons say, i pray thee Charles make haste, and come away.

() When Maximilian to those wars addrest,

Wore England's cross on his imperial breast. To thee what's England, if I be not there? Or what to me is France, if thou not here? Maximilian the emperor, with all his soldiers who Thy absence makes me angry for awhile,

served under king Henry, wore the cross of St. Bat at thy presence I should gladly smile.

George with the rose on their breasts.
When last of me bis leave my Brandon took,
He sware an oath (and made my lips the book)

(*) And in our army let his eagle fly. He would make haste, which now thou do'st deny;

the black eagle is the badge imperial, which Thou art forsworn; O wilful perjury !

here is used for the displaying of his ensign or Sooner would I with greater sins dispense,

standard. Than by entreaty pardon this offence. But yet I think, if I shou'd come to shrive thee,

Henry VIII. at his wars in France, retained the Great were the fault that I shou'd not forgive thee:

emperor and all bjs soldiers in wages, who served Yet wert thou here, I would revenged be,

under him during those wars. But it should be with too much loving thee. Ay, that is all that thou shalt fear to taste; (10) But this alone by Wolsey's wit was wrought. I pray thee, Brandon, come, sweet Charles, make Thomas Wolsey, the king's almoner, then haste.

bishop of Lincoln, a man of great authority with

the king, and afterward cardinal, was the chief ANNOTATIONS OF THE CHRONICLE' HISTORY. cause that this lady Mary was married to the old (") The utmost date expired of my stay,

French king, with whom the French had dealt When I from Dover did depart away.

under-hand to befriend him in that match

That view'd our enseigns with a wondering eyes

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(") Where the proud dauphin, for thy valour's 1 Astonishing sad winter with thy sight, sake,

So that for thee the day hath put back night ; Chose thee at tilt his princely part to take.

And the small birds, as in the pleasant spring,

Forgot themselves, and have begun to sing. Francis duke of Valois and dauphin of France, So oft as I by Thames go and return, at the marriage of the lady Mary, in honour Methinks for thee the river yet doth mourn, thereof proclaimed a joust; where he chose the Whom I have seen to let his stream at large, duke of Suffolk and the marquis of Dorset for his Which like a handmaid waited on thy barge ; aids at all martial exercises.

And if thou happ'st against the flood to row,

Which way it ebb’d, it presently would flow, ("%) Galeas and Bounarme, matchless for their

Weeping in drops upon the labouring oars, might.

For joy that it had got thee from the shores.
This County Galeas, at the jousts, ran a course The swans with music that the roothers make,
with a spear, which was at the head five inches Ruffing their plumes; came gliding on the lake,
square on every side, and at the butt nine inches As the swift dolphins by Arion's strings,
square, whereby he showed his wonderous force Were brought to land with Siren ravishings:
and strength. This Bounarme, a gentleman of the flocks and herds that pasture near the flood,
France, at the same time came into the field, To gaze upon thee have forborne their food,
armed at all points, with ten spears about him : And sat down sadly mouroing by the brim,
in each stirrup three, under each thigh one, one That they by nature were not made to swim.
under his left arm, and one in his hand; and When as the post to England's royal court,
putting his horse to the career, never stopt him of thy hard passage brought thee true report,
till he had broken every staff. Hall.

(°) How in a storm thy well-rigg'd ships were tost,
And thou thyself in danger to be lost,
I knew 'twas Venus loath'd that aged bed,

Where beauty so should be dishonoured ;
CHARLES BRANDON, DUKE OF SUFFOLK,

Or fear'd the sea-nymphs haunting of the lake,

If thou but seen, their goddess should forsake. TO MARY, THE FRENCH QUEEN.

And whirling round her dove-drawn coach about,

To view the navy then in lanching out,
But that my faith commands me to forbear, Her airy mantle loosely doth unbind,
The fault's your own, if I impatient were: Which fanning forth a rougher gale of wind,
Were my dispatch such as should be my speed, Wafted thy sails with speed unto the land,
1 should want time your loving lines to read.

And ran thy ships on Bullen's harbouring strand.
Here, in the court, camelion-like I fare,

How should I joy of thy arrive to hear! And as that creature, only feed on air:

But as a poor sea-faring passenger,
All day I wait, and all tbe night I watch,

After long travel, tempest-torn and wrack'd,
And starve mine ears, to hear of my dispatch. By some unpitt'ing pirate that is sack'd;
If Dover were th' Abydos of my rest,

Hears the false robber that hath stol'n his wealth,
Or pleasant Calais were my Mary's Cest',

Landed in some safe harbour, and in health,
You should not need, bright queen, to blame me Enrich'd with the invaluable store,
Did not the distance, to Jesire say no : [s0, For which he long had travelled before.
No tedious pight from travel should be free,

(") When thou to Abvile held'st th' appointed Till throngh the seas, with swimming still to thee, we heard how Lewis met thee on the way; [day, A snowy path I made unto the bay,

Where thou, in glitt'ring tissue strangely dight, So bright as is that nectar-stained way,

(4) Appear'dst unto him like the queen of light: The restless Sun by travelling doth wear,

lu cloth of silver all thy virgin train, Passing his course to finish up the year.

In beauty sumptuous, as the northern wain; But Paris locks my love within the main,

And thou alone the foremost glorious star, And London yet thy Brandon doth detain.

Which ledd'st the team of that great waggoner. Of thy firm love thou putt'st me still in mind, What could thy thought be, but as I did think, But of my faith, not one word can I find.

When thine eyes tasted what mine ears did drink? ( When Longavile to Mary was affy'd,

(“) A cripple king, laid bed-rid long before,
Aud thou by him wast made king Lewis' bride, Yet at thy coming crept out of the door:
How oft I wish'd, that thou a prize might'st be, 'Twas well he rid, he had no legs to go,
That I in arms might combat him for thee! But this thy beauty forc'd bis body to :
And in the madness of my love distraught,

For whom a cullice had more fitter been,
A thousand times his murder have fore-thought: Than in a golden bed a gallant queen,
“ But that th' all-seeing pow'rs, which sit abore, To use thy beauty as the miser gold,
Regard not madmen's oaths, nor faults in love, Which boards it up but only to behold;
And have confirm'd it by the grant of Hear'n, Still looking on it with a jealous eye,
That lovers' sins on Farth should be forgiv'n : Fearing to lend, yet loving usury.
For never man is half so much distress'd,

O sacrilege (if beauty be divine)
As he that loves, to see his love possess’d." The profane hand to touch the hallow'd shrine 1
Coming to Richmond after thy depart,

To surfeit sickness on the sound man's diet;
(Richmond, where first thou stol'st away my To rob content, yet still to live unquiet;
Methought it look'd not as it did of late, [heart) And having all, to be of all beguild,
But wanting thee, forlorn and desolate;

And yet still longing like a little child.
In whose fair walks thou often hast been seen, (*) When marquis Dorset, and the valiant Grays,
To sport with Kath'rine, Henry's beauteous queen. To purchase fame, first crossid the parrow seas

With all the knights that my associates went, 'Twere oversight in that, at which we aim,
In honour of thy nuptial tournament,

To put the hazard on an after-game;
Think'st thou I joy'd not in thy beauty's pride, With patience then let us our hopes attend,
() When thou in triomph didst through Paris ride? And till I come, receive these lines I send.
Where all the streets, as thou didst pass along,
With arras, bisse, and tapestry, were hung;

ANNOTATIONS OF THE CHRONICLE HISTORY.
Ten thousand gallant citizens prepar'd,
In rich attire, thy princely self to guard :

(") When Longavile to Mary was affy'd. Next them, three thousand choice religious men, The duke of Longavile, who was prisoner in In golden vestments follow'd on again ;

England, upon the peace to be concluded between And in procession as they came along,

England and France, was delivered, and married With Hymenæus sang thy marriage-song.

the princess Mary for Lewis the French king his () Next these, five dukes, as did their places fall, master. With each of them a princely cardinal : Then thou, on thy imperial chariot set,

(*) How in a storm thy well-rigg'd ships were tost, Crown'd with a rich impearled coronet;

And thou, &c. Whilst the Parisian dames, as thy train past, As the queen sailed for France, a mighty storm Their precious incense in abundance cast.

arose at sea, so that the navy was in great danger, As Cynthia, from her wave-embattel'd shrouds and was severed, some driven upon the coast of Op'oing the west, comes streaming thro' the clouds, Flanders, some on Britain : the ship wherein the With shining troops of silver-tressed stars, queen sail'd was driven into the haven at Bullen, Attending on her, as her torch-bearers ;

with very great danger. And all the lesser lights about her throne With admiration stand as lookers on ;

(°) When thou to Abvile held'st th' appointed day. Whilst sbe alone, in height of all her pride, King Lewis met her hy Abvile, near to the The queen of light along her sphere doth glide. forest of Arders, and brought her into Abvile with

When on the tilt my horse like thunder came, great solemnity.
No other signal had I, but thy naine;
Thy voice my trumpet, and my guida thine eyes,

(“) Appear’d'st unto him like the queen of light. And but thy beauty, I esteem'd no prize.

Expressi::g the sumptuous attire of the queen (') That large limb'd Almain, of the giants' race, and her train, attended by the chief of the nobility Wbich bare strength on his breast, fear in his face of England, with six and thirty ladies, all in cloth Whose sinew'd arms with his steel-temper'd blade, of silver, their horses trapped with crimson velvete Through plate and male such open passage made; Upon whose might the Frenchmen's glory lay,

(9) A cripple king, laid bed-rid long before. And all the hope of that victorious day:

King Lewis was a man of great years, troubled Thou saw'st thy Brandon beat him on his knee,

much with the gout, so that he had long time Off ring his shield a conquer'd spoil to thee.

before little use of his legs. But thou wilt say, perhaps, I vainly boast, ) When marquis Dorset and the valiant Grays. And tell thee that which thou already know'st. No, sacred queen, my valour I deny,

The duke of Suffolk, when the proclamation It was thy beauty, not my chivalry.

came into England, of jousts to be holden in France One of thy tressed curls there falling down,

at Paris; he, for the queen's sake, his mistress, As loth to be imprison'd in thy crown,

obtained of the king to go thither; with whom I saw the soft air sportively to take it,

went the marquis of Dorset and his four brothers, And into strange and sundry forms to make it ;

the lord Clinton, sir Edward Nevill, sir Giles Now parting it to four, to three, to twain,

Capell, Thomas Cheney, which all went over with Now twisting it, then it unt wist again;

the duke as his assistants. Then make the threads to dally with thine eye, (") When thou in triumph didst through Paris ride. A sunny candle for a golden fly.

A true description of the queen's entering into At length from thence one little tear it got,

Paris, after her coronation performed at St. Which falling down as tho' a star had shot,

Dennis.
My up-turn'd eye pursu'd it with my sight,
The which again redoubled all my might.

(*) Next these, five dukes, as did their places fall. 'Tis but in vain of my descent to boast,

The dukes of Alanson, Bourbon, Vandome, Whea Heav'n's lamp shines, all other lights be lost; Longaville, Suffolk, with five cardinals. Falcons seem poor, the eagle sitting by, Whose brood surveys the San with open eye;

(') That large-limb'd Almain of the giants' race. (1) Else might my blood find issue from his force, Francis Valois, the dauphin of France, envying Who beat the tyrant Richard froin his horse the glory that the Englishmen had obtained at the On Bosworth plain, whom Richmond chose to wield tilt, brought in an Almain secretly, a man thought His glorious ensign in that conqu’ring field; almost of incomparable strength, who encounter'd And with his sword in his dear sor'reign's sight, Charles Brandon at the barriers : but the duke To his last breath stood fast in Henry's right. grappling with him, so beat him about the head

Then, beauteous empiess, think this safe delay with the pummel of his sword, that the blood came Shall be the even to a joyful day :

out of the sight of his cask. “ Foresight doth still on all advantage lie, Wise men must give place to necessity;

() Else might my blood find issue from his force, To put back ill, our good we must forbear;

Who beat, &c. Better first fear, than after still to fear."

Sir William Brandon, standard-bearer to the

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