And neuer sawe my foes agayne I weene:
There was I drownde: the Britaynes, to my fame,
Yet call that arme of sea by Humber’s name.[236]
16.
Take heede by mee, let my presumption serue,
And let my folly, fall, and rashnes, bee
A glasse wherein to see if thou do swerue,
Thou mayst thy selfe perceiue somwhat by mee,
Let neither trust, nor treason, trayne forth yee,
But bee content with thine estate, so shall