1597, Gerard Legh, The Accedence of Armorie[1], page 118:
And by the way you touched a Prince, a Souldiour of Pallas, whoſe honour you ſeem much to allowe.
1608, William Shakespeare, The History of Henry the Fourth[2], page 17:
This villanous ſaltpeter ſhould be digde, Out of the bowels of the harmeles earth; VVhich many a good tall fellow had deſtroide So cowardly : and but for theſe vile guns, He would haue beene himſelfe a ſouldiour.
1615, Robert Armin, The Valiant VVelshman[3], page 32:
The Romane Eagle hangs her haggard wings, And all the Army’s fled;all by the ſtrength And oppoſition of one common man, In ſhew ,not farre ſuperiour to a Souldiour, That’s hyred with pay, or preſt vnto the field : But in his manly carryage,like the ſonne Of ſome vnconquered valiant Mermedon.
