“Fellowes in armes,” quoth I, “let not this slight
Of traytor’s practise your bold thoughts affright:
Behold yet free from death’s captiuitie,
I liue to be reueng’d on th’enimie.”
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This said, each one which had begun to flie
Turn’d head againe, and stoutly kept his place,
Then rushing with exclaimes on th’enemie,
Eager with furie of their late disgrace,
They gaue the charge so fiercely on the face