ay
To dash this Bill, else threatning their decay.

[Stanza 10]

Whilst vacant mindes sate in their breasts at ease,
And the remembrance of their Conquests past,
Vpon their fansies doth so strongly sease,
As in their teeth, their Cowardise it cast
Rehearsing to them those victorious daies,
The deeds of which, beyond their names should last,
That after ages, reading what was theirs,
Shall hardly thinke, those men had any Heires.

[Stanza 11]

And to this point, premeditating well,
A speech, (which chanc'd, the very pinne to cleaue)
Aym'd, whatsoeuer the successe befell
That it no roomth should for a second leaue,
More of this Title then in hand to tell,
If so his skill him did not much deceaue,
And gainst the King in publike should appeare;
Thus frames his speech to the Assembly there.

[Stanza 12: _The Archbishop of Canterburies Oration, to the King &
Parliament at Lecester, in the Eleuen following Stanzas._]

Pardon my boldnesse, my Liedge Soueraine Lord,
Nor your Dread presence let my speech offend,
Your milde attention, fauourably affoord,
Which, such cleere vigour to my spirit shall lend,
That it shall set an edge vpon your Sword,
To my demand, and make you to attend,
Asking you, why, men train'd to Armes you keepe,
Your right in France yet suffering still to sleepe.

[Stanza 13]

Can such a Prince be in an Iland pent,
And poorely thus shutt vp within a Sea.
When as your right includes that large extent,
To th'either Alpes your Empire forth to lay,
Can he be English borne, and is not bent
To follow you, appoint you but the way,
Weele wade if we want ships, the waues or climme,
In one hand hold our swords, with th'other swim.

[Stanza 14: _The Crowne of France descended vpon Edward the third, from
Isabell his Mother, Daughter and suruiuing heyre, to King Philippe of
France named the fayre._]

What time controules, your braue great Grandsires claim,
To th'Realme of France, from Philip nam'd the faire,
Which to King Edward by his mother came,
Queene Isabel; that Philips onely heire,
Which this short intermission doth not maime,
But if it did, as he, so yours repaire;
That where his Right in bloud preuailed not,
In spight of hell, yet by his Sword he got.

[Stanza 15]

What set that Conqueror, by their Salique Lawes,
Those poore decrees their Parliaments could make,
He entred on the i