His enemies ire, reueilde by rebels rage.
39.
But Warwicke was not pacified thus,
His constant rancour causeles was extreme,
No meane could serue the[1264] quarell to discus,
Till hee had driuen the king out of the realme:
Neyther[1265] would hee then be waked[1266] from his dreame:
For when my brother was come and placed agayne,
He stinted not till hee was stoutly slaine.
40.