The worthy workes of women to repeate,
Though their renowne and due deserts be great.
2.
For I by byrth to Coel daughter deare,
King Lucy was my good grand-mother’s sonne,
My father dead, I rulde his kyngdome heere,
And afterwarde the world so wide I wonne.
I empresse was of all vnder the sunne,
I liued long, I dyde with perfect blisse,
Yet writers will repeate no word of this.