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So having solaced themselves a space With pleasaunce° of the breathing fields yfed, They backe retourned to the Princely Place; Whereas an errant knight in armes ycled, And heathnish shield, wherein with letters red Was writ Sans joy, they new arrived find: Enflam'd with fury and fiers hardy-hed He seemd in hart to harbour thoughts unkind, And nourish bloudy vengeaunce in his bitter mind.