Where heau’n did blesse me with such fate in fight,
That Philip in each field I did repell:
Let Gamages and Vernon speake his flight,
And at another time let Gysors tell,
How flying from Curseile’s, with his horse he fell
Into the waues of Geth, the bridge brake downe,
Whom mongst his men the streame did almost drowne.
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Repulst with shame, he casting in his mind,
With rags of honor, how to patch the rent