And through a Cannon leape into a Towne;
I tell thee, a resolued man may doe
Things, that thy thoughts, yet neuer mounted to.
I know that resolution may doe much,
Woodhouse replyes, but who could act my thought,
With his proud head the Pole might easely tuch,
And Gam quoth he, though brauely thou hast fought,
Yet not the fame thou hast attain’d too, such,
But that behind, as great is to be bought,
And yonder tis, then Gam come vp with me,