By South whereof the Cornish sea doth lye.[210]
68.
“And vnto thee my yongest sonne, that art
Mine Albanact, I giue to thee likewise
As much to bee for thee and thine apart,
As North beyonde the arme of sea there lyes,
Of which loe heere a Mappe before your eyes.
Loe heere my sonnes my kingdome all you haue,
For which (remember) nought but this I craue:[211]
69.