To Normandie my furious brother came,
Gainst whom, my cause being good with my small host,
Before the fort of Tenerchbray by name:
Though fewer farre, in battel’s bloodie frame
We did aduance, where though Mortaigne and I
So stoutly fought, our folke the field did flie.
83.
Vpon that day, when fortie yeares before,
My sire to conquer England gaue th’assay,
In which he first set foot on England’s shore,