30.
Then I to late began in vayne to flye,
And taken was presented to the Queene,
Who me beheld with cruell Tigers[289] eie.
“O queane (quoth shee) that cause of warres hast beene,
And deadly hate, the like was neuer seene,
Come on, for these my handes shall ridde thy life.
And take reuengement of our mortall strife.
31.
“I longed long to bring thee to this bay,[290]