then, in his description of the terrible fright, and noyse, at the carrying away of Chanticlere the Cock by Reinold the Fox, reflects upon these cries, but in an Hyper∣bole of his Poeticall feined ones, and much undervaluing the horrour of the Rentish throats, as he will have it.
They yéllen as Fiends do in Hell, &c.
So hideous was the noyse, Ab benedicite ••
Certes Iack-Straw ne his meyney
Ne made shouts halfe so shrill,
VVhen they would any Flemming kill.
The Lombards scaped better, they were onely robbed of what they had, their skins were left them whole, Wat the Idol had long agon in France served Richard Lyon a Merchant, and Lapidarie, formerly She∣riffe of London, one of the wealthyest of the City, who had given him blowes, it was not fit this injury should be forgotten, nor was it; It was a s••ore now, or never to be paid, he strikes off his old masters head, which in triumph is carryed before him on a Speare.
This night the King was counselled to fall upon these beasts, for the most part drunk, and cut their throats, easie to be de∣stroyed, if any man had had but the courage to overcome. It was the gallant Mayors advise, they lay on heaps without sense or motion, tired with the mischiefes of the