bones as well of him as of quéene Gueneuer, being so found, into the great church, and there buried them in a faire double toome of marble, laieng the bodie of the king at the head of the toome, and the bodie [Sidenote: _Dauid Pow._ _pag._ 238, 239.] of the quéene at his féet towards the west part. ¶ The writer of the historie of Cambria now called Wales saith, that the bones of the said Arthur, and Gueneuer his wife were found in the Ile of Aualon (that is, the Ile of Alpes) without the abbeie of Glastenbury, fiftéene féet within the ground, & that his graue was found by the meanes of a Bardh, whome the king heard at Penbroke singing the acts of prince Arthur, and the place of his buriall. _Iohn Leland in his booke intituled Assertio Arthuri, hath for the woorthie memorie of so noble a prince, honored him with a learned epitaph, as heere followeth._ Saxonicas toties qui fudit Marte cruento _Who vanquisht Saxon troops so oft, with battels bloudie broiles,_ Turmas, & peperit spolijs sibi nomen opimis, _And purchast to himselfe a name with warlike wealthie spoiles,_ Fulmineo toties Pictos qui contudit ense, _Who hath with shiuering shining swoord, the Picts so oft dismaid,_ Imposuítque iugum Scoti ceruicibus ingens: _And eke vnweldie seruile yoke on necke of Scots hath laid:_ Qui tumidos Gallos, Germanos quíque feroces _Who Frenchmen puft with pride, and who the Germans fierce in fight_ Perculit, & Dacos bello confregit aperto: _Discomfited, and danted Danes with maine and martiall might:_ Denique Mordredum è medio qui sustulit illud _Who of that murdring Mordred did the vitall breath expell,_ Monstrum, horrendum, ingens, dirum, sæuúmque tyrannum, _That monster grislie, lothsome, huge, that diresome tyrant fell,_ Hoc iacet extinctus monumento Arthurius alto, _Heere liuelesse Arthur lies intoomd, within this statelie hearse,_ Militiæ clarum decus, & virtutis alumnus: _Of chiualrie the bright renowme, and vertues nursling fearse:_ Gloria nunc cuius terram circumuolat omnem, _Whose glorie great now ouer all the world dooth compasse flie,_ Aetherijque petit sublimia tecta Tonantis. _And of the airie thunder skales the loftie building hie_. Vos igitur gentis proles generosa Britannæ, _Therefore you noble progenie of Britaine line and race,_ Induperatori ter magno assurgite vestro, _Arise vnto your emperour great, of thrice renowmed grace,_ Et tumulo sacro roseas inferte corollas, _And cast vpon his sacred toome the roseall garlands gaie,_ Officij testes redolentia munera vestri. _That fragrant smell may witnesse well, your duties you displaie_. ¶ These verses I haue the more willinglie inserted, for that I had the same deliuered to me turned into English by maister Nicholas Roscarocke, both right aptlie yeelding the sense, and also properlie answering the Latine, verse for verse. * * * * *