English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
In meed of these great conquests by them got, xii
_Corineus_ had that[769] Prouince vtmost west,
To him assigned for his worthy lot,
Which of his name and memorable gest
He called _Cornewaile_, yet so called best:
And _Debons_ shayre was, that is _Deuonshyre_:
But _Canute_ had his portion from the rest,
The which he cald _Canutium_, for his hyre;
Now _Cantium_, which Kent we commenly inquire.
Thus _Brute_ this Realme vnto his rule subdewd, xiii
And raigned long in great felicitie,
Lou’d of his friends, and of his foes eschewd,
He left three sonnes, his famous progeny,
Borne of faire _Inogene_ of _Italy_;
Mongst whom he parted his imperiall state,
And _Locrine_ left chiefe Lord of _Britany_.
At last ripe age bad him surrender late
His life, and long good fortune vnto finall fate.
_Locrine_ was left the soueraine Lord of all; xiv
But _Albanact_ had all the Northrene part,
Which of himselfe _Albania_ he did call;
And _Camber_ did possesse the Westerne quart,
Which _Seuerne_ now from _Logris_ doth depart:
And each his portion peaceably enioyd,
Ne was there outward breach, nor grudge in hart,
That once their quiet gouernment annoyd,
But each his paines to others profit still employd.
Vntill a nation straung, with visage swart, xv
And courage fierce, that all men did affray,
Which through the world then swarmd in euery part,
And ouerflow’d all countries farre away,
Like _Noyes_ great flood, with their importune sway,
This land inuaded with like violence,
And did themselues through all the North display:
Vntill that _Locrine_ for his Realmes defence,
Did head against them make, and strong munifience[770].
He them encountred, a confused rout, xvi
Foreby the Riuer, that whylome was hight
The auncient _Abus_, where with courage stout
He them defeated in victorious fight,
And chaste so fiercely after fearfull flight,
That forst their Chieftaine, for his safeties sake,
(Their Chieftaine _Humber_ named was aright)
Vnto the mightie streame him to betake,
Where he an end of battell, and of life did make.
The king returned proud of victorie, xvii
And insolent wox through vnwonted ease,
That shortly he forgot the ieopardie,
Which in his land he lately did appease,
And fell to vaine voluptuous disease:
He lou’d faire Ladie _Estrild_, lewdly lou’d,
Whose wanton pleasures him too much did please,
That quite his hart from _Guendolene_ remou’d,
From _Guendolene_ his wife, though alwaies faithfull prou’d.
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