[Footnote 140: bursteth.] [Footnote 141: dry, barren.] [Footnote 142: Mighty.] [Footnote 143: slain.] [Footnote 144: help.] [Footnote 145: Lord.] [Footnote 146: embroidered; 'tis conjectured, embroidery was not used in England till Hen. II.] [Footnote 147: throne.] [Footnote 148: person, body.] [Footnote 149: lodge.] [Footnote 150: Marks.] [Footnote 151: subjects.] [Footnote 152: much.] [Footnote 153: lamentation.] [Footnote 154: neglected, or passed by.] [Footnote 155: require, ask.] [Footnote 156: holy.] [Footnote 157: help.] [Footnote 158: will.] [Footnote 159: dead.] [Footnote 160: doubt.] [Footnote 161: waves.] [Footnote 162: heaven-ward, or God-ward.] [Footnote 163: Purse, used here probably as a treasury.] [Footnote 164: expence.] [Footnote 165: receipt.] [Footnote 166: soon.] [Footnote 167: expended.] [Footnote 168: a contradiction of mighty.] [Footnote 169: Divest.] [Footnote 170: embrace.] [Footnote 171: mightiness.] [Footnote 172: counsel.] [Footnote 173: Firmness, stedfastness.] [Footnote 174: doubt, suspense.] [Footnote 175: not knowing.] [Footnote 176: wonder.] [Footnote 177: homage, obeysance.] [Footnote 178: they.] [Footnote 179: frown.] [Footnote 180: kill.] [Footnote 181: curriedowe, flatterer.] [Footnote 182: reward.] [Footnote 183: holy.] [Footnote 184: help.] [Footnote 185: allow.] [Footnote 186: manors.] [Footnote 187: alone.] [Footnote 188: Endeavoured.] [Footnote 189: freeze.] [Footnote 190: undismayed.] [Footnote 191: armed, pointed.] [Footnote 192: hoisted on high, raised.] [Footnote 193: foes, enemies.] [Footnote 194: fly.] [Footnote 195: head.] [Footnote 196: stretched.] [Footnote 197: Like.] [Footnote 198: two.] [Footnote 199: flaming.] [Footnote 200: meteors.] [Footnote 201: beats, stamps.] [Footnote 202: closely.] [Footnote 203: mantled, covered.] [Footnote 204: guides.] [Footnote 205: armed.] [Footnote 206: arose.] [Footnote 207: helmet.] ENGLYSH METAMORPHOSIS: Bie T. ROWLEIE. BOOKE 1st[1]. Whanne Scythyannes, salvage as the wolves theie chacde, Peyncted in horrowe[2] formes bie nature dyghte, Heckled[3] yn beastskyns, slepte uponne the waste, And wyth the morneynge rouzed the wolfe to fyghte, Swefte as descendeynge lemes[4] of roddie lyghte 5 Plonged to the hulstred[5] bedde of laveynge seas, Gerd[6] the blacke mountayn okes yn drybblets[7] twighte[8], And ranne yn thoughte alonge the azure mees, Whose eyne dyd feerie sheene, like blue-hayred defs[9], That dreerie hange upon Dover's emblaunched[10] clefs. 10