946Ate. Scelera in authorem cadunt.

947High on a bank by Nilus boystrous streams,

948Fearfully sat th'Egyptian Crocodile,

949Dreadfully grinding in her sharp long teeth,

950The broken bowels of a silly fish,

951His back was arm'd against the dint of spear,

952With shields of brasse that shin'd like burnisht gold,

953And as he stretched forth his cruel paws,

954A subtil Adder creeping closely near,

955Thrusting his forked sting into his claws,

956Privily shead his poison through his bones,

957Which made him swell that there his bowels burst,

958That did so much in his own greatnesse trust.

959So Humber having conquered Albanact,

960Doth yield his glory unto Locrine's sword.

961Mark what ensues, and you may easily see,