Wherein due[1066] iustice playnly doth appeare:
An headlesse arrow payde mee my rewarde:[1067]
For heading Richard lying on his[1068] bere,
And as I would his childe in no wise heare,
So sodayne death bereft my tongue the power
To aske for pardon at my dying[1069] hower.
10.
Wherefore, good Baldwine, warne the[1070] bloudy sort,
To leaue theyr wrath, theyr[1071] rigour to refrayne:
Tell cruell judges horror is the port