But will yow see how falsly frendes[1276] can faine?
Not Synon sly, whose fraude best fame rebukes,
Was halfe so suttle as these double dukes.
58.
First to myne inne commeth in my brother false,
Embraceth me: “Well met, good brother Scales:”
And weepes withall, the other me enhalse
With, “welcome cosin, now welcome out of Wales:
O happy day, for now all stormy gales
Of strife and rancour, vtterly are swaged,