1.
Among the riders of[176] the rolling wheele
That lost their holdes, Baldwine, forget not mee,
Whose fatall thred false fortune needes would reele,[177]
Ere it were twisted by the sisters three:
All folke be fraile, their blisses brittle bee:
For proofe whereof, although none other were,
Suffise may I, sir Roger Mortimer.
2.
Not hee that was in Edwarde’s dayes the thyrde,