And when thou well my wounded corps hast scand,
Then shalt thou heare my hap to penne the same[116]
In stories calde Albanactæ by name.[117]
2.
Lay feare[118] aside, let nothing thee amaze,
Ne haue despaire, ne scuse the want of time:[119]
Leaue of on mee with fearefull lookes to gaze,
Thy pen may serue for such a tale as myne.
First I will tell thee all[120] my fathers lyne,
Then hitherward why hee with Troians man’d,