[1135] Their deathes my wicked heart could glad. N.
[1136] And some who did my trecherie disclose. N.
[1137] All my friends I sought to make. N.
[1138] To forsake. N.
[1139] To which in shew I granted N.
[1140] Perceiue then one alone. N.
[1141] I said, I should by foes be forc’d to die. N.
[1142] All resorted to my tent. N.
[1143] Our foe is slaine. N.
[1144] I promist if the soldiers me would saue. N.