11.
My cookes and butlers were allurde[1122] by sundry giftes
To poyson mee, and some for mee in ambush lurking lay:[1123]
Hee tryde to cut mee off a thousand shiftes,
What maruayle, since hee sought his syre to slay?
Hee made his father’s [dearest] friendes for spite away,
[Because they nilde consent to his vile treasons wrought,
Hee slewe the men, to saue his father’s life that sought.][1124]
12.
[But all] his sleights for mee coulde take no sure successe,