[765] No, no, be sure. ib.
[766] How seeming friends did prooue my chiefest foes. N.
[767] As. N.
[768] That. N.
[769] Quoth we, by thee did all these Britaines die. N.
[770] Yet darst not. ed. 1575.
[771] Their wounds in flight all scattered. N.
[772] Tongues ioy to light could bring. N.
[773] Our king. N.
[774] Therewith for battaile bent as mad. N.