Bad him content him selfe with that or none.
Eke at what time he askte of eache to haue his garde,
To garde his grace where so he walkte or wente:
They calde him doting foole and all his hestes debarde,
Demaunded if with life he could not be contente.
Then he to late his rigour did repente
Gainst me, and sayde, Cordila nowe adieu:
I finde the wordes thou toldste mee to to true.
And to be short, to Fraunce he came alone to mee,
And tolde me how my sisters him our father vsde: