As ready for the gallow tree prepard:
His face was couered, and his head was bar’d,
That who he was, vneath was to descry;
And with full heauy heart with them he far’d,
Grieu’d to the soule, and groning inwardly,
That he of womens hands so base a death should dy.
But they like tyrants, mercilesse the more, xxiii
Reioyced at his miserable case,
And him reuiled, and reproched sore
With bitter taunts, and termes of vile disgrace.