“God graunt immortall[497] strife betweene them both may fall,
That th’ one[498] the other may, without remorce, distroye:
That Conidagus may his cosin Morgan thrall,
Because hee first decreast my wealth, bereft my ioye.
I pray you Gods he neuer be a Roy:
But caytife may be payde with such a frend,
As shortly may him bring to sodayne end.
46.
“Farewell my Realme of Fraunce, farewell, Adieu,
Adieu mes nobles tous, and England now farewell: