Great aid thereto his mighty puissaunce, xxviii And dreaded name shall giue in that sad day: Where also proofe of thy prow valiaunce Thou then shalt make, t’increase thy louers pray. Long time ye both in armes shall beare great sway, Till thy wombes burden thee from them do call, And his last fate him from thee take away, Too rathe cut off by practise criminall Of secret foes, that him shall make in mischiefe fall. With[915] thee yet shall he leaue for memory xxix Of his late puissaunce, his Image dead, That liuing him in all actiuity To thee shall represent. He from the head Of his coosin _Constantius_ without dread Shall take the crowne, that was his fathers right, And therewith crowne himselfe in th’others stead: Then shall he issew forth with dreadfull might, Against his Saxon foes in bloudy field to fight. Like as a Lyon, that in drowsie caue xxx Hath long time slept, himselfe so shall he shake, And comming forth, shall spred his banner braue Ouer the troubled South, that it shall make The warlike _Mertians_ for feare to quake: Thrise shall he fight with them, and twise shall win, But the third time shall faire accordaunce make: And if he then with victorie can lin, He shall his dayes with peace bring to his earthly In. His sonne, hight _Vortipore_, shall him succeede xxxi In kingdome, but not in felicity; Yet shall he long time warre with happy speed, And with great honour many battels try: But at the last to th’importunity Of froward fortune shall be forst to yield. But his sonne _Malgo_ shall full mightily Auenge his fathers losse, with speare and shield, And his proud foes discomfit in victorious field. Behold the man, and tell me _Britomart_, xxxii If ay more goodly creature thou didst see; How like a Gyaunt in each manly part Beares he himselfe with portly maiestee, That one of th’old _Heroes_ seemes to bee: He the six Islands, comprouinciall In auncient times vnto great Britainee, Shall to the same reduce, and to him call Their sundry kings to do their homage seuerall. All which his sonne _Careticus_ awhile xxxiii Shall well defend, and _Saxons_ powre suppresse, Vntill a straunger king from vnknowne soyle Arriuing, him with multitude oppresse; Great _Gormond_, hauing with huge mightinesse Ireland subdewd, and therein fixt his throne, Like a swift Otter, fell through emptinesse, Shall ouerswim the sea with many one Of his Norueyses, to assist the Britons fone.