For in the fielde I wonne them al of yore,
And vnto thee I wyl them not restore:
If thou, as I, canst winne them with renowne,
Then al is thine, both realme and royal crowne.
39.
“Why doost thou muse as though thou wert dismayde?
Doeth doubtful dreade nowe daunt thy Roman mynde?
Faynt not for feare, thou needst not be afrayde,
A Britayne borne thy selfe ryght well shalt fynde,
I am a man, and not a god by kinde.”