So much as that they fear’d lest they should spend
Too many English, wherefore they assignde
Some to keepe fast those, fayne that would be gon
After the Fight, to try their Armes vpon.
One his bright sharpe-eg’d Semiter doth showe,
Off’ring to lay a thousand Crownes (in pride)
That he two naked English at one blowe,
Bound back to back will at the wasts diuide,
Some bett his sword will do’t, some others no,
After the Battaile, and they’ll haue it tride: