And though the Queene my playnts to fauour fayn’d,
Yet at the last shee bad shee should prepare
Her selfe to die, and end her course of care.
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Then all her friends my mother Elstride nam’d,
And pleasures past, and bade them all adue:
Eke as shee thus her last farewell had fram’d,
With losse of him from whom her sorowes grue.
At length to mee (which made my heart to rue)
Shee sayd: “Farewell my childe, I feare thy fall.