At time and place apoynted wee appearde,
At all poynts armde to proue our quarells iust,
And when our friends on each part had vs chear’d,
And that the herolds bad vs doe our lust,
With speare in rest[353] wee tooke a course to iust:
But ere our horses had run halfe their way,
A shout was made, the king commaunded stay.
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And for t’auoyde the sheeding of our bloud
With shame and death, which one must needes haue had,