They would; whereon I was obliged to draw;
Disabled four or five, Heav’n help their souls!
Till, having done as much as he to figure
In justice’s black book, like him I fled
After him to the river; where on finding
The bridge occupied by the enemy,
Catching my sword between my teeth, and him
Upon my shoulders, I so dash’d in,
And, at last, over; where now, thanks to Heav’n,
We meet your Excellency, who vouchsafes