Yet thinke not, Lords, but ’tis with griefe of mind,
Nor can a Father easly forget a Daughter,
Whom hee once so dearely lou’d:
Yet we had rather become Issulesse,
Then leaue it noted to Posteritie,
An Act of such Iniustice.
2. Iud. Yet, dread Liege,
Oh, doe not too much aggrauate the crime.
Rather impute it to their childish loue.
Att. To loue, my Lords? if that were lowable,