Shee mated mee in tourning of a ball:
When least I fearde, then nerest was my fall,
And when whole hoasts were prest to stroy my foen,
Shee chaungde her cheare, and left mee post alone.
60.
I had vpraysde a mighty band of men,
And marched forth in order of array,
Leading my power amid the forest Dene,
Agaynst the[1619] tyrant banner to display:
But, loe, my souldiers cowardly[1620] shranke away: