The .xxii. Chapiter
❧ How the prynce Belgius was dis∣confited, and brought to nought.
AFter this tyraunte as ye haue hearde the eaas
Slayne in battayle, this traytour odious,
Anone in order came to John Bochas
A mighty prynce, called Belgius,
Deadly, pale, with face furious:
Whiche cōplayned amonge this wofull prees
His disconfiture done by quene Softenes.
This sodayn mischefe greued his hart sore,
For all the folke that were in his battayle
Were put to flyght, Bochas writeth no more
Of his knighthode nor of his apparaile,
Saue onely this, he maketh rehearsaile
Of the Frenche host he telleth in certaine,
How he was chosen for a chefe captayne.
And how he came into the riche lande
Of Macedoyne with his people of Fraunce,
Tyll Softenes the quene wt myghty hande
Disconfited him, & brought to mischaunce:
Of whō I finde none other remembraunce
Saue whan he wende to be most glorious,
He was outrayed by force of Brennus.