The foes with fearefull shouts did pierce the skie,
Heere one affrighted silent stands, and there
Another dreading death doth mercie crie,
Heere one cries stand, another there bids flie:
In euery place death’s terrour did abound,
And all on heapes our foes we did confound.
16.
At length, troopt vp in haste the foes made head,
Twixt whom and vs ensu’d a deadly fight,
Grim death in darknesse hid, did bring more dread