(Whither high words so often lead) to blows;
Out came our swords. The rascal having seen
What a desperate fellow at my tool I was,
Takes him eleven others of his kidney,
Worse than himself, and all twelve set on me.
I seeing them come on, ejaculate,
‘From all such rascals, single or in league,
Good Lord, deliver us,’ set upon all twelve
With that same sword, mark me, our gracious Prince
Gave me but yesternight, and, God be praised,