Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
He marcht with vs as he a friend had been,
And when we came to fight he shew’d a face
Of comfort and bold courage ’gainst his men:
And when they fled, and we pursu’d the chace,
Pursue (quoth he) the Romans flie apace,
In British tongue he cride, they flie, they flie,
Our hostages had taught him so to crie. N.
[935] His. N.
[936]
Thus by deceits my life hee did confound,
Of my decay this was the fatall ground:
Which thou must pen that I a miror be,
For men to shun the sleights of trecherie. N.
[937] The Cronycle of Englande, and also Gaufride, say that in the
hoost of the Romaynes was a Capitayne named Hame or Hamon, the whiche
entendyge hurte & destruccyon of the Brytons, chaunged his shelde or
Armure and dydde vpon hym the armoure of a Brytayne, and by that meane
as a Bryton mysclad, he entred into the thyckest of the hoost, and
lastly vnto the place where as kynge Guyderius faught, and shortly
after slewe the kynge. But Aruiragus seynge this sodayne myschyef, to
the ende that the Brytons shulde nat gyue backe, he hastely causyd
hymselfe to be armyd with the cognisaunce of the kynge, and so for
kynge contynued the fyght with suche manhode that the romaynes were
put to flyght.--Aruiragas, brother to Guyderius, before slayne, wes
ordeyned kynge of Brytons, in the yere of our Lord xliiii. This in the
Englysshe booke is named Armager, the whiche, as there is shewed, well
and knyghtley maynteyned the warre agayne the Romaynes, and after slewe
the forenamed Hamo nere vnto an Hauen or port of the see, and hym, so
slayne, threwe Gobet meale into the same see. For this skyll was this
Hauen longe tyme called Hamon’s Hauen, which at this daye is called
Southampton. _Fabian._
[938] By treason vile deserues a shrowding sheete of shame. N.
[939] So well they say, I thinke. N.
[940] Tell thee heere what. N.
[941] Expresse the madnesse of my mind. N.
[942] But also me in ire a monster. N.
[943] Nor fully compleat fram’d. N.
[944] Oft in anger me defam’d. N.
[945] Blood and high descent was. N.
[946] The supreame throne. N.
[947] The bloodie Senate. N.
[948] Determining in minde t’ abolish. N.
[949] Ancient linage. N.
[950] They could, they thought. N.
[951] But still by our proud raigne were. N.
[952] I myselfe had hid. N.
[953] Loe from a place obscure. N.
[954] Forth, by force. N.
[955] I seem’d in heart. N.
[956]
Eke t’ obtaine th’ Emperiall place,
Whereby the warriers stout were vnto me inclin’de,
Supposing I was meeke, and of a gentle mind. N.
[957] The wilie wolfe that seekes to slay the silly sheepe. N.
[958] Oft times to beare. N.
[959] The craftie fox likewise would. N.
[960] If that he do perceiue the mastiue lying by. N.
[961] The Crocodile in Nile will faine. N.
[962] Wolfe, foxe, and Crocodile. N.
[963] Could wisely faine. N.
[964] Charge forme too great. N.
[965] Well in mind I wist. N.
[966] Not me by force thereof defeate. N.
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