His devine weekes and workes translated

[Edition of London, 1608, p. 145]

The sixth day of the first week.

But his huge strength nor subtle witt can not
Defend him from the sly Rhinocerot
Who never, with blinde furie led, doth venter
Upon his foe, but yer the Lists he enter
Against a rock he whetteth round about
The dangerous Pike upon his armed snout;
Then buckling close, doth not at random hack
On the hard Cuirasse of his Enemies back
But under’s bellie (cunning) findes a skinne
Whear (and but thear) his sharpened blade will in.