For into _Spayne_ the _Roman_ souldiours sent, I had at home the might him to depriue, Then wisely I al perilles to preuent, Prouided so that no man could ariue, No _Pict_, nor _Scot_, nor _Roman_, then could striue With me at home, then I the lordes with speede, Of _Brittayne_ calde, and thus I did proceede. 24. “The _Roman_ rule vs subiect slaues hath made, You se, my lordes, a _Roman_ heere doth raigne, Whome to destroy my power shal inuade, I do indeede this seruile life disdayne: And you your selues do much therof complayne. If you with helpe wyl me assiste I sweare, The _Roman_ rule shal haue no power here.” 25. Then they most glad with one consent replide: “We wyl assist thee with what myght we may, And we our selues most wylling wyl prouide, No _Britayne_ borne against thee shal display His shielde, but al at the appoynted day, As prest to please thy heste, shal thee assist: Winne thou the crowne, and weare it at thy list.” 26. Which when I hard them say with one consent, Blame not though pride did then possesse my hart For princely crowne: the dreadfull dierie dent Of wrakful warre, who would not feele the smart Of griping grefe? who would not feele the dart Of dreadful death? or who regardeth payne? If he a crowne and kingdome may obtayne? 27. For gunne-hole grotes[1175] the countrie clowne doth care, Restlesse with ruth, the rusticke gets his gayne: The marchant man for welth doth send his ware About the worlde, with perill and great payne: And all the worlde for welth doth not disdayne, Amidst the surge of mighty mounting seas, To caste themselues their owne delightes to please. 28. If to obtayne such triffles they do toyle, And neuer ceasse to bring there driftes about: Why should I feare the force of forrayne foyle? Why should I not assay with courage stout, To wreake my wrath vppon the _Romishe_ rout Which heere remayne? whome to the bale to bringe Were me to crowne my natiue countrie’s king. 29. One thing there is which greatly doth me grieue, _Seuerus_, he who did inhance my state, He did in my distresse with life relieue My dyinge dayes, he neuer did me hate: Yet now with hym I must be at debate. Euen hym with myght I greatly must disgrace, Eare I can set my selfe in princely place. 30.