71.
Who tir’d with toile and fearing least my sword
Should beare away the palme of victorie,
Thus spake to me: “Forbeare,” quoth he, “braue lord,
This doubtfull fight, and let vs both agree
To ioyne our harts and hands in amitie,
Least that our swords each other do destroy,
Leauing this land for others to inioy.
72.
Right well thou knowst the chance of victorie