So fame in flight increaseth more and more: For at the first she is not scarcely knowne, But by and by she fleets[220] from shore to shore, To cloudes from th’ earth her stature straight is growne: There whatsoeuer by her trompe is blowne, The sounde that both by sea and land out flies, Reboundes againe, and verberates the skies. 76. They say the earth, that first the Giauntes bred, For anger that the gods did them dispatch, Brought forth this sister, of those monsters dead, Full lighte of foote, swifte winges the windes to catch; Such monster erst did nature neuer hatch. As many Plumes shee hath from top to toe, So many eyes them vnderwatch, or moe. 77. And tongues doe speake, so many eares doe harke, By night tweene heauen she flies and earthly shade, And shreaking, takes no quiet sleepe by darke: On houses rowfes, on[221] towres as keeper made Shee sits by day, and Cities threats t’ inuade: And as she tells what things shee sees by vewe, Shee rather shewes that’s fayned false, then true. 78. She blazde abroade perdy a people small,[222] Late[223] landed heere, and founde this pleasaunt Ile, And how that now it was deuided all, Made tripartite,[224] and might within a while Bee won by force, by treason, fraud, or guile. Wherefore she mooues her frendes to make assay To win the price, and beare our pompe away. 79. A thowsand things besides shee bruits and tells, And makes the most of euery thing shee heares Long time of vs shee talkes, and nothing els, Eke what shee seeth abroade in haste shee beares, With tatling toyes, and tickleth so their eares, That needes they must to flattering fame assent, Though afterwards they doe therefore lament. 80. By East from hence a countrey large doth lye, _Hungaria_ eke of _Hunnes_ it hath to name, And hath _Danubius’_ floud on South it bye, Deuiding quite from _Austria_ the same. From thence a king was named _Humber_ came: On coastes of _Albany_ arriued hee, In hope this king of _Britan_ for to bee.[225] 81. Which when by postes[226] of subiects I did heare How enmies[227] were arriued on my shore, I gathered all my souldiers voyde of feare, And backe the _Hunnes_ by force and might I bore. But in this battaile was I hurt so sore, That in the fielde of woundes I had I dide, Where souldiers lost their noble prince and guide.[228] 82.