To St. Michael the Archangel

When as the prynce of Angells puft'd with pryde
styrr'd his seditious spyrittes to rebell:
God choose for cheife, his Champion Michaell:
and gave hym charge the hoste of heaven to guyde.
And when the Angells of the Rebells syde
vanquish't in battayle from theyr glory fell,
the pryde of heaven became the Drake of hell,
and in the dungeon of dispayre was tyed.
Thys Dragon synce lett loose, goddes Church assail'd,
and shee by helpe of Mychaells swoarde prevail'd.
Who ever try'd adventures lyke thys knyght?
Which generall of heaven, hell overthrewe;
for such a Lady as Goddes spouse dyd fyght:
and such a monster as the Dyvell subdue.
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