Hauing This Day My Horse, My Hand, My Launce Guided So Well That I Obtain'D The Prize, Both By The Iudgement Of The English Eyes And Of Some Sent From That Sweet Enemy Fraunce; Horsemen My Skill In Horsemanship Aduaunce, Towne Folkes My Strength; A Daintier Iudge Applies His Praise To Sleight Which From Good Vse Doth Rise; Some Luckie Wits Impute It But To Chance; Others, Because Of Both Sides I Doe Take My Blood From Them Who Did Excell In This, Thinke Nature Me A Man-At-Armes Did Make. How Farre They Shot Awrie! The True Cause Is, Stella Lookt On, And From Her Heau'Nly Face Sent Forth The Beames Which Made So Faire My Race.