(B)
And though the pray recover'd be, yet are not all thinges ended:
For why: the souldiours doe pursue, the Rogues that have offended.
Who never cease till in the bloud, of these light fing'red theeves.
Their blades are bathd to teach them how, they after prowle for Beeves.
(A)
To see a souldiour toze a Karne, O Lord it is a wonder:
And eke what care he takth to part, the head from neck a sonder.
To see another leade a theefe, with such a lordly grace:
And for to marke how lothe the knave, doth follow in that case.
(C)
To see how trimme their glibbed heades, are borne by valiant men,
(D) And garded with a rayall forte, of worthy souldiours then.
All these are thinges sufficient, to move a subjects minde:
To prase the souldiours, which reward, the woodkarne in their kinde.