And stande myselffe, and loocke on,

But whyll I may my weppone welde

I wyll not [fayl] bothe harte and hande.

That day, that day, that dredfull day,

The first fit here I fynde:

And youe wyll here any mor athe hountyng athe Chyviat,

Yet ys ther more behynd.

(FIT THE SECOND.)

The Yngglyshe men hade ther bowys yebent,