With him that was your mistresse ioy, her life and death like case,
And well I know in seeking me, he did his end embrace.
[Sir Clyomon and Sir Clamydes, 1532–1539]
Aga. What greater griefe had mournful Priamus,
Then that he liv’d to see his Hector die,
His citie burnt downe by revenging flames,
And poor Polites slaine before his face?
Aga, thy griefe is matchable to his,
For I have liv’d to see my soveraignes death,
Yet glad that I must breath my last with him.