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Oh Coward base! whose fear will never Lynne Till't shrink thy heart as small as head of Pynne! Lady, with pretty finger in her eye Laments her Lamkin Knight, and shall I fly? Is this a time for blade to shift for's self, When Giant vile, calls Knight a sneaking Else? This day, (a Day as fair as heart could wish) This Giant stood on shore of sea to fish, For Angling rod he took a sturdy Oak, For line a Cable that in storm n'er broke; His hook was such as heads the end of Pole, To pluck down house ere fire consumes it whole. This hook was baited with a Dragons tail, And then on Rock he stood to bob for Whale: Which straight he caught and nimbly home did pack, With ten Cart load of dinner on his back: Thus homeward bent, his eye too rude and cunning, Spies Knight and Lady by and hedge a sunning. That Modicum of meat he down did lay (For it was all he eat on fasting day) Now look to't Knight, this such a desperate blade is, In Gaul he swinged the valiant sir Amadis!