140 Of a Souldiour.
A Certein Souldiour being bidden of his fel∣lowes, to helpe them at a certeine Citie of Italie, whiche fell awaye from the king of Fraunce, aunswered them: If the right Lorde of the soyle shall besiege the Citie, who shall bring vs helpe? They sayde: The king of Fraunce. Then the Souldioure climed vp on a Tombe & cryed thrice with loud voyce, O king of Fraunce, but when no answere was giuen him, he turned to them that bad him, saying: I wil not come thi∣ther, when he that should help me can not heare me requiring ayde. The other whiche wente thi∣ther, were besieged of the Lorde of the towne, which being woon, they were taken and killed.
MOR. They are fooles which like Harebrains put them selues in daunger.