Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
His threatning bull, whose rore in ages past,
The superstitious world did terrifie,
Amongst _Elizae’s_ subiects he did cast,
Thereby to alienate their loyaltie,
And dutie vow’d to her soueraigntie;
Yea pardon in it he did denounce to all,
That from our queene their dutie would recall.
49.
[Sidenote: _An. Reg. 12._]
Which bull, fond _Felton_, thy vnhappie hand
Did fixe vpon that prelate’s palace gate,
Which doth by Paule’s high towering temple stand;
Where thou didst iustly meete thy wretched fate,
The meed that traytors steps doth still await;
Nor could that priest remit thy foule offence,
Though with large sinne his bull did then dispence.
50.
And though he did denounce both pardon and curse,
Yet by the one small comfort didst thou find,
Ne yet was England’s happie state the worse;
But as in gloomie caues and corners blinde,
The sun’s bright blazing beames most cleare we finde;
So did the virgin’s glorie shine most brim,
When her proud foes did seeke the same to dim.
51.
[Sidenote: _An. Reg. 15._]
[Sidenote: _Walter Deu_, Earle of Essex.]
For hereupon, when with rebellious sword,
Those stout strength-breathing Irish vp did stand,
Renowned _Deuorax_ vicount Hereford,
That most illustrate lord of high command,
No sooner did approch with powerfull hand,
But that the rebels daunted with his name,
Armes laid aside, in humble manner came.
52.
_Brian Mac-Phelin_, that much scath had done,
With _Ferdorough Macgillastick_, that bold knight,
By some surnam’d the blind Scot’s valiant sonne,
With _Odonel_, _Roze_, _Oge_ and _Macknel_ hight,
Did yeeld themselues to famous _Deuorax_ might,
Which shewes, that he of heau’n beloued was,
That without blood could bring such things to passe.
53.
[Sidenote: _Anno Reg. 18, 19, 20._]
And heau’n, the more to blesse our happie queene,
After this Romish buls loud bellowing rore,
Three times the famous _Frobisher_ was seene,
In winged barkes full fraught with golden ore,
Dancing ore Neptune’s backe to England’s shore:
For _Iason_-like to his eternall fame,
Thrice from Catay with golden fleece he came.
54.
[Sidenote: _An. Reg. 21._]
To adde more fame to this for future time,
Great _Drake_ to quell their pride that had set downe,
Their _ne plus vltra_ in the farthest clime
By seas, sands, rocks and many a sea-sieg’d towne,
Did compasse earth in spight of Neptune’s frowne:
For which his name with fame for aye is crown’d,
Whose barke still sailes about the world’s whole round.
55.
[Sidenote: _Anne Reg. 11, 15, 21._]
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