With terrour doth my fainting heart inuade:
All holds about vs readie open stand,
To yeeld possession ere the foes demand:
Whose first smal troope now made a mightie force,
Into the land they take their forward course.
104.
London denies to lend her sou’raigne aid,
To whom inforc’d at length to bid adew,
As doubting there to foes to be betrai’d,
With both the Spencers vnto Wales I flew,