Forgote haue I, of loyalty to my prince,
My happy meede is, martyr to bee named?
And what the heauens embrace, the world aye blamed:
For mens vniustice wreak’d but God’s iust ire,
And by wrong end, turnd wreake to iustice hire:
O iudgements iust, by vniustice iustice dealt,
Who doubts[1302] of mee may learne, the truth who felt.
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So therefore as my fall may many stay:
As well the prince, from violent headlong sway