I once, and my Son [Richard’s Wife] enjoy’d,
Whilst I am call’d the Night-mare of the Commonwealth?
But wou’d I were, I’d so hag-ride the perjur’d Slaves,
Who took so many Oaths of true Allegiance
To my great Husband first, then to Richard—
Who, whilst they reign’d, were most illustrious,
Most high and mighty Princes; whilst fawning Poets
[Write Panegyricks] on ’em; and yet no sooner was
The wondrous Hero dead, but all his [glorious]
[Titles] fell to Monster of Mankind, Murderer