A type of that which mother Zebedee
Wisht for her sonnes in heav’n; the prince and you
At either hand of James, (you need not sue)
Hee on the right, you on the left, the king
Safe in the mids’t, you both invironing.
Then shall I tell my lord, his word and band
Are forfeit, till I kisse the princes hand;
Then shall I tell the duke, your royall friend
Gave all the other honours, this you earn’d;
This you have wrought for; this you hammer’d out