These brethren quellers _Brutus_ bloud bereft, Which were last Kings that fate of all his line: Six hundreth yeares and sixteene, or they lefte, They raygnde, and thus they spoilde themselues in fine. The ciuill warres insued hereof long time. About the crowne I list not here define. But of intruders three[545] that after fell, As came to fight in order next I tell. How King Pinnar was slain in battayle by Mulmucius Donwallo, about the yeare before Christ, 441.[546] 1. Might often times ouer runnes right[547] to fast, Right commeth after[548] and hopes to haue his owne: And when [agayne] hee ouertakes might at the last, Then is the truth of all the quarell knowne. Men neuer reape no other then was sowne: If good were the gayne,[549] the better commes the crop: On vine growes the grape, and not the biter hop.[550] 2.[551] Of this that I haue sayd I would this inferre: A man by might a while may perforce withholde A kingdome not his owne: but hee farre better were To yeeld vnto the right, and then hee may bee bolde. Good metall bides the touch that trieth out the gold: When copper playne appeares, the counterfaite in cast Is counted but as drosse, and called in at last. 3.[552] I am that _Pinnar_ once a _Britayne_ King, No pinner by my science for to make pinnes: And yet I could well cast of thousands in a ring, To catch the common wealth I made many ginnes. Let him that learnes my science, tell mee what he winnes. For tirrany, and robery, conspiracy, and wrong, Prognosticats of rebells raigne, they cannot prosper long. 4.[553] When I to mee had gote a rascall rable rude Of roisters, ruffians, ronagats, and knaues, I did my selfe at last into the throne intrude, And was susteynd therein by billes, swords, and staues: I made of them officers that were before but slaues: Oppressing of the good and polleing of them still, For to inriche the bad and mayntayne all their ill. 5.[554] Duke _Cloten_ of _Cornwall_ was heire to the crowne. But I, with other rebells, kept him from his right. Though wee were conspiratours voide of all renowne, Yet did wee raigne, and keepe him out by might. But when his sonne _Donwallo_ came for to fight, _Mulmucius_, that was in armes a worthy man, With me and them to try the quarell hee began. 6.[555]