That he it lik’d, but spake as you shall heare.
23.
“Sith that the wrath of gods hath yeelded me,[160]
And eke my brother, captiues to your hands,
I am content to do as pleaseth yee,
You haue my realme, my lyfe, my goods and landes,[161]
I must be needes content as Fortune standes.
I gieue my daughter, gold, and siluer fine,
With what for dowry els you craue is myne.”
24.