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CANTO III.] This equal shame and envy stirr'd In th' enemy, that one should beard So many warriors, and so stout, As he had done, and stav'd it. out, Disdaining to lay down his arms, And yield on honourable terms. Enraged thus, some in the rear Attack'd him, and some ev'rywhere, Till down he fell; yet falling fought, And, being down, still laid about; As Widdrington, in doleful dumps, Is said to fight upon his stumps.
 * But all, alas! had been in vain,

And he inevitably slain, lf Trulla and Cerdon, in the nick, To rescue him had not been quick: For Trulla, who was light of foot, As shafts which long-field Parthians shoot: But not so light as to be borne Upon the ears of standing corn, Or trip it o'er the water quicker Than witches, when their states they liquor, As some report, was got among The foremost of the martial throng; Where pitying the vanquish'd bear, She call'd to Cerdon, who stood near, Viewing the bloody fight; to whom, Shall we, quoth she, stand still hum-drum, And see stout Bruin, all alone, By numbers basely overthrown?