And of the dreadfull discord, which did driue
The noble Argonauts to outrage fell,
That each of life sought others to depriue,
All mindlesse of the Golden fleece, which made them striue.
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That were too long a worke to count them all;
Some of sworne friends, that did their faith forgoe;
Some of borne brethren, prov’d vnnaturall;
Some of deare louers, foes perpetuall:
Witnesse their broken bandes there to be seene,