But were in all attemptes of armes so stout[822] and bolde,
[As erst I neuer hearde of any nation tolde.]
17.
This fame enflamed me, displeasure eke I tooke,
That glory hopt to get so doughtie heartes to daunt,
On which with winds at wil, I Gallia shoares forsooke,
Full minded for to make the Britaynes tribute graunt,
Sith at my message sent they seemed so to taunt:
With armour, souldiers good, and of munition store,
[To strands and hauens and coastes of Britayne shore]