For he had charge my discipline to frame,[°]
And Tutours nouriture to oversee.
Him oft and oft I askt in privitie,
Of what loines and what lignage I did spring:
Whose aunswere bad me still assured bee,
That I was sonne and heire unto a king,
As time in her just terme[°] the truth to light should bring.
VI
Well worthy impe, said then the Lady gent,