From thence they sailed through the middle lake, Betwene Europa fayre and Aphrica the drye: With winde at will, the doubtfull race they take, And sail’d to Tuscane shores, on Europe coast that lye. Where at the last amongst the men they did descrye Fowre banisht bandes of Troians in destresse To sayle with them, which did themselues addresse.[175] 34. Companions of _Antenor_ in his flight, But _Corinœus_ was their captayne than, For counsayle graue[176] a wise and worthy wight: In warres the prayse of[177] valiantnesse he wan. Lord _Brutus_ liked well this noble man, With him full oft confer of fates hee wold, And vnto him the oracles hee told.[178] 35. The Troians so in number now encreast, Set on to sea and hoysed sayles to wynde. To _Hercules_ his pillers from the East They cast by compasse ready way to finde: Where through once past to Northward race they twinde, To Pirene cleeues, tweene Spayne and France the bounde, Reioycing neere the promist Ile so founde.[179] 36. Eke[180] vnto Guyne in France they sayled thence, Where[181] at the hauen of Loire they did arriue, To vewe the countrey was their whole pretence And victayles get, their souldiers to reuiue.[182] Eke _Corinœus_ lest the Galles should striue, Led forth two hundreth of his warlike band, To get prouision to the ships from land. 37. But when the King _Goffarius_ heard of this, That Troians were arriued on his shore, With Frenchmen and with Guynes their power and his, Hee came to take the pray they gat before, And when they met, they fought it both full sore, Till _Corinœus_ rusht into their band, And caus’d them fly: they durst no longer stand. 38. First might you there seene hearts of Frenchmen broke, Two hundreth Troians gaue them all the foyle At home, with oddes, they durst not byde the stroke, Fewe Troians beate them in their natiue soyle. Eke _Corinœus_ followed in this broyle, So fast vpon his foes before his men, That they return’d and thought to spoyle him then. 39. There hee alone against them all, and they Against him one, with all their force did fight, At last by chaunce his sword was flowne away, By fortune on a battayle axe hee light,[183] Which hee did driue about him with such might, That some their hands, and some their armes did leese, Some legges, of some the head from shoulders flees. 40.