But then an Antelope in Sable blew,
Clad like the (h) Prince of Aurange in his cloke,
Studded with Satyres, on his Army drew,
And presently (i) Pheander's Army broke.
h. It seemes not to be meant by Count Henry but his brother Maurice, by comparing his picture to the thing here spoken of. Jansen, de præd. lib 22.
i. Pheander was so modest, that he was called the Maiden Knight; and yet so valiant, that a French Cavaleer wrote his life, and called his book Pheander the Maiden Knight. Hon. d'Urfee. Tom 45.
(k) Philip for hardiness sirnamed Chub,
In Beauty equall to fork bearing (l) Bacchus,
Made such a thrust at (m) Phœbe with his Club,
That made the (n) Parthians cry she will —— us.