The election was mislikte, and in short space,
Vitellius sought to vndermine my grace.
9.
In armes wee were, and hee mee batayle gaue,
First at Placentia, where I had the foyle;
Fro Bebriaque by force hee nexte mee draue,
And did mine army vanquishe quite, and spoyle:
There I not able farder to recoyle,
Dispayring quite, I wist to flye no way,
As Nero erst, with sword my selfe I slay: