IX.

Proceed yee brethren, doe each other hate,

And fight it to the last, I wish the Wars

May ever untill doomsday prosperate,

And time nee'r see a period of the jars:

For I before like to a slave did live,

⁴ An ignominious name given the Danes by English men, for their slothfull and lasie living.

Now like unto a Lurdain⁴ doe I thrive.