[775] Our foes foule flight. N.
[776] Seemely there but swordes in sight. ed. 1575.
[777] And men lesse deem’d do giue the conquering stroke. N.
[778] (And turneys.) ed. 1575.
[779] The stanza thus altered by Niccols.
A solemne iusts proclaimed was for those,
Who would to win renowne their valour trie,
Where th’earle of London’s cosin did expose
Himselfe to purchase praise, against whom I
To win the prize did all my powers applie: