That men delighted of my facts to tell.
8.
My brethren eke long welded well theyr partes,
Wee fearde no foes, wee thought our state would stand:
Wee gaue our selues to learned skilfull artes,
Wherein wee either fruite or pleasure fand,
And wee enioyde to[244] fine a fertile lande,
That fewe in earth might with our states compare,
Wee liu’d so voyde of noysome carke and care.
9.