Hung th’ensignes of her vanquisht enemie,

As gracefull trophies, and fit ornaments,

T’adorne with state and greater maiestie,

The triumph of her noble victorie,

Which in the people’s sight made pleasing showes,

Who laugh’d to scorne the threatning of her foes.

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But she meeke prince dismounting from her throne,

With iuorie-fingered-hands vplifted high,

On humble knees, ascribed vnto none