And when the _Burkes_, who did false rumours noise Of wrong intended gainst their countries good, With _Clangibbons_, with _Clandonnels_ and _Ioyes_, Themselues in armes did bound and proudly stood On daring tearmes in field to spend their blood, Renowned _Bingham_ with his valiant crew, Did them through woods from caue to caue pursue. 105. And when the Redshankes on the borders by Incursions made, and rang’d in battell stood To beare his charge, from field he made them flie, Where fishie Moine did blush with crimson blood Of thousand foes, that perisht in the flood, For which braue _Bingham_ crown’d with endlesse fame, Enioyes on earth a neuer dying name. 106. [Sidenote: _Sixtus Quintus_ Pope.] [Sidenote: Earle of Leic.] Although these ciuill warres of home-bred hate, First hatcht at Rome by England’ ancient foe, Did much disturbe _Elizae’s_ blessed state, Yet did the royall virgin not forgoe Th’afflicted Belgians drencht in depth of woe: But to support them gainst all foes annoy, For that designe, she _Dudley_ did employ. 107. [Sidenote: _Anno eodem 28._] Who, Iason-like to Colchos iland bound To fetch the golden fleece by force of hand, With many great Heroes far renown’d, Past with triumphant sailes ore seas and sand, From England’s shores vnto the Belgicke strand, Where after all their high atchieuements done, Their fleece was fame, their gold was glorie won. 108. O, noble virgin! O, victorious dame, England’s Bellona, nurse of chiualrie! What age brought forth so many sonnes of fame, In all the world’s thrice-changed monarchie, As in the time of thy great emperie? Whose deeds from England’s bounds did beare thy name, As far as Phœbus spreads his golden flame. 109. Who now arriuing on the Belgian coast With fatall steele did deepe ingraue thy name, Vpon the proudest crests in that great host That with the valiant prince of Parma came, Enacting wonders for immortall fame; Witnesse those famous deeds by Zutphen done, Where many high exploits were vndergone. 110. [Sidenote: Recorded at large by _I. Stow_, in his Ann. pag. 1233, taken out of _H. Archer_.] When both the aduerse powres afront did meet, Although the foe farre more in number were; Yet did our men with Mars swift-winged feet, Charge on their troopes, whose hearts strooke dead with feare, Vnable to resist, they backe did beare, T’whom valiant _Audlie_ in their faint recoyle, With his foot-bands alone did giue the foyle. 111.