Oppos’d for fight, the battels ranged were,
A noble knight confronting both the hosts,
Did boldly in the midst aduance his speare,
At which both armies did from fight forbeare,
For straight my men I staid, because I knew
His purpose then, which thus he did pursue.
58.
“Yee glory-thirsting sonnes of Mars,” said he,
“To what I speake, with good aduice giue eare,
Let not my words by you contemned be,