My yongest[363] brother then Mempricius hight,
Whose hauty minde, and mine, were still at square:[364]
Wee euermore as foes hight other spite,
And deadly ire in hatefull heartes wee bare.
Hee sought all wayes hee might to worke mee care,
And ech regarded others enuy, so,
As after turned both to paynfull woe.
7.
Because my father lou’d him well,[365] therefore
I fear’d my brother should obtayne my right:[366]