(From all the other floods that only takes her name,
And as her eld’st, in right the heir of all her fame)
To shew her nobler spirit it greatly doth behove.
‘Dear mother, from your breast this fear (quoth she) remove;
‘Defy their utmost force; there’s not the proudest flood,
‘That falls betwixt the Mount and Exmore, shall make good
‘Her royalty with mine, with me nor can compare:
‘I challenge any one to answer me that dare;
‘That was, before them all, predestinate to meet
‘My Britain-founding Brute, when with his puissant fleet