Be faint, and fortune may the foes so grace,
That they, constrain’d with desperate feare from flight
To backward death againe to turne their face,
May charge our troopes disordered in the chace:
Distraction heartens feare in desperate deeds,
Constraint in coward thoughts rash valor breeds.”
43.
This did he speake despairing hope to come
For prince Canute, if we pursu’d the chace:
Some did approue his counsell sound, and some