Which so incenst the English King, that he
For full reuenge into that fury grew:
That those three horrors, Famine, Sword, and Fire,
Could not suffice to satisfie his ire.
In all mens mouthes now was no word but warre,
As though no thing had any other name;
And folke would aske of them ariu’d from farre,
What forces were preparing whence they came?
’Gainst any bus’nesse ’twas a lawfull barre
To say for France they were; and ’twas a shame