They senseless fight, while millions lose their lives.
At length Tiberius, pierc’d with point of spear,
Doth bleeding fall, engor’d with deadly wound.
Hereat the rest recoil and headlong fly,
Each man to save himself. The battle quails,
And Britons win unto their most renown.
Then Arthur took Tiberius’ breathless corse,
And sent it to the Senators at Rome,
With charge to say: This is the tribute due
Which Arthur ought: as time hereafter serves;