Classic Poem

Againe.

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Some say (bolde Brittaine knight) thou wert too blame
To fetch that STONE thou found'st in Dangers mouth,
Sith thou might'st haue miscarried with the same;
So, blot, the brightest daring of thy youth
But how so ere Spight may thy wit impeach,
It must renowne thy courage, spight of Spight;
And for thy wit, I weene it had that reach
As had, before thee, many a glorious knight:
Refulgent Essex, in the teeth of Death
(Death spitting fire-wing'd bullets all the way)
Engag'd his life (to giue his honor breath)
At Lisbons garded gates in like assay
Williams and Skirieke, with like rash-hardinesse
(As some dare stile it, that dare not do so)
Made Parma fly his tents, in deepe distresse,
Mong many thousands which they had to foe;
 Then sith to follow Fames svnnes it was done
 These lines shall be as beames to thy Fames svnne.