These men, quoth they, from vs our realme wil winne,
Except they from our frontiers be refrain’d:
Which when they told, my wife she was within,
“O husband deare, they be,” saide she, “my kin,
Cease of thy force thy faithful dreads to feare,
They meane no hurt, by Ioue the iust, I sweare.”
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So I esteemed not my subiectes health,
That I might still my ladie’s loue enioye,
They vewde me carelesse of my common wealth,