Then _Romulus_ of _Siluius_ did succeede, And _Rome_ of hym (as _London_ tooke of _Lud_) Her name which _Alba Longa_ was in deede, Built at the first by good king _Brutus_ blood: Dare they for guerdon of so great a good Demaund of vs whose parentes patrons were To them? to doo this deed, they doo not feare. 8. Let them demaunde vngrateful beastes they be, Euen tribute of vs _Troians_ let them craue, But wee in _Mars_ his feeldes wyl pay their fee, If needes they must of vs a payment haue, They shal ryght stoutly then themselues behaue, We wil not feare to fyght it out in feelde, Without reuenge we neuer al wyl yeelde. 9. Dyd _Cæsar’s_ princely prowesse so preuayle, That _Britaynes_ were by _Romanes_ brought to bay? Was _Cæsar’s_ valure of so great auayle, That it coulde cause _Cassiuelayne’s_ decay? Why should not then _Guidericus_ assay, By furious force of _Mars_ his bloody feelde, To make those roming _Romanes_ al to yeelde? 10. By prowesse worne (who dooth not knowe) by skyl, That he who once as victor wore the wreath, By chaunged chaunce is forst agaynst his wyl, That garlande gay and vitall lyfe to leaue? Such ill mishappes misfortune still dooth heaue, That he who dyd subdue but yesterday, Is now subdude, and hath the lyke decaye. 11. Which may appeare by kyng _Cassiuelayne_, Whom _Cæsar_ thryce in fyght dyd fynd too strong, Yet at the last, (the lewder chaunce was thine, Thou litle Ile) he thurst in with a throng Of mightie men, and dyd thee double wrong: Thee then subdude, to _Rome_ he seruile made, Which wrong to right, with this my bloudye blade, 12. If you my subiectes wyll thereto consent, I wil not cease, tyll I reuenge haue seene, And them destroyed with dreadful diery dent Of wrathful warre, and therefore now I meane To byd the bace, and fetch them from their denne. To sende them woorde, we owe no tribute we, But we of them must recompenced be. 13. I to the gods, which rule the rolling skyes, Haue bowde a bowe, for countreye’s lybertie, To die in feelde, or els that these mine eyes Shall see you free from forrayne tyranny, To which no doubt theyr goodnesse wil agree. Nowe that you haue the whole of myne intent, You knowe the cause why I for you haue sent. 14.