Stanza 228

My Lord (quoth he) it is not that I feare, More then your selfe, that so I haue not gone; But that I haue beene forced to be neare The King, whose person I attend vpon, And that I doubt not but to make appeare Now, if occasion shall but call me on, Looke round about my Lord, if you can see, Some braue aduenture worthy you and me.

[Stanza 229: A desperate attempt by the Earle of Huntingdon.]

See yan proud Banner, of the Duke of Barres, Me thinkst it wafts vs, and I heare it say, Wher's that couragious Englishman that darres, Aduenture, but to carry me away, This were a thing, now worthy of our warres; I'st true, quoth Suffolke, by this blessed day, On, and weele haue it, sayst thou so indeed, Quoth Huntingdon, then Fortune be our speed.