A spouse, wherat my brother would repine,
And finde the meanes she should be none of[1201] mine:
For which such malice should among vs ryse,
As saue my death no treaty should decise.
42.
And as he sayd, so all things came to passe:
For whan king Henry and his sonne were slaine,
And euery broyle so throughly quenched was
That the king my[1202] brother quietly did raygne,
I, reconciled to his loue agayne,