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,