But see the chaunce: when least wee thought of ill,
When wee esteem’d our state to bee most sure,
Then came a flawe to bridle all our will,
For straungers farre gan vs to warre procure:
And euen when first they put their pranke in vre,
On Albayne shoares my brother there they slewe,
Whose death wee after made the Hunnes to rue.
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When hee was deade they hop’d to winne the rest,
And ouer Aby streame with hast did hye.