In Cannas feeldes how they despoyled were,
They hate to tel, they lothe that hap to heare,
A bushel there he fyld (most true it is)
With golden ringes equestriordinis.
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And whilst their mindes on these mishaps do muse,
They wishe that nowe good Graccus were not dead,
For Fabius, he who wysely would refuse
Forthwith to fight, they wish for such a head,
Camillus nowe would stand them in great stead: