Or in his wombe might lurke some hidden nest
Of many Dragonets, his fruitfull seed;
Another said, that in his eyes did rest
Yet sparckling fire, and bad thereof take heed;
Another said, he saw him moue his eyes indeed.
One mother, when as[407] her foolehardie chyld xi
Did come too[408] neare, and with his talants play,
Halfe dead through feare, her litle babe reuyld,
And to her gossips[409] gan in counsell say;
How can I tell, but that his talants[410] may