The earles, though they were brave and bold,
Against soe many could not stay.
"Thee, Norton, wi' thine eight good sonnes,
Thy donn'd to dye, alas! for ruth![132]
Thy reverend lockes thee could not save,
Nor them their faire and blooming youthe."
Wi' them full many a gallant wight
They cruellye bereav'd of life:
And many a childe made fatherlesse,
And widowed many a tender wife.