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THF HEROICK
HISTORY
OF
GUY, Earle of Warwick.
WRITTEN BY HUMPHERY CROUCH

Vallant Guy bestirs his hands,
The Dragon back did Shrink,
The Giant Rumbo quaking stands:
And knew not what to think.

Guy gets the victory at last,
Which made great Rumbo glad:
He was full glad the fight was past,
For he before was sad:

The greatfull Lion Guy did greet:
When he to him did goe,
And thankfuly did lick his feet.
Because

He takes his leave once more and goes,
Her pleasure to fulfill.
He longs to be a dealing blowes,
To win more honour still,

And through a Forist as he rides
He meets a mighty Giant,
Two yards at every step, he strides,
For stronger then a Lion,

Friend quoth the Giant, hast thou heard
Of one they call him Guy
Who all the Power of France, hath feard
With acts of Chivelrie.
And

And when my Father h[ears t]he truth,
Take Phelice for thine owne.

Win honour by thy marshall hand,
And by a War-like life,
When this I came to understand,
Take Phelice for thy wife.

Phelice I aske no more said he
Call Guy a Coward Swain,
[If] he refuse to Fight for the,
Thy love for to obtaine,

O woe to him that counts that good,
That doth procure his Care,
Who wins a wife with losse of blood,
Doth buy his bargan deare.

Yet whilst he hath a drop to bleed,
Guy, will not jdle lye.
Performing many a worthy deed,
And acts of Chivelry.

In France he provd himself a man.
Unhorst them one by one,
He there Cast down both horse and man,
And Fame and honour won,

He then to England comes a maine.
To see his Hearts delight,
But Phelice sends him forth againe,
Sence he so well could fight,

To fight for h[e]r he would not grutch.
Whom he esteemed deare
Because he loved her so much.
No danger did he feare,

No danger may he feare that str[iv]es,
To winn a Ladies love.
And howsoever the bussines thrives,
Obedient he must prove.
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LONDON
Printed for Jane Bell at the East end of Christ-Church. 1655.

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