Which who defieth[1380] not? yet who ceaseth to sue?
The bloudy Caynes theyr bloudy sire renew:
The horrour yet is like in common frayes:
For in ech murther, brother brother slayes:
Traytours to nature, countrey, kin and kinde,
Whome no bond serueth in brother’s zeale[1381] to bynde:
O simple age, when slaunder slaughter was,
The tongue’s small euill, how doth this mischiefe passe.
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Hopest thou to cloake couert thy[1382] mischiefe wrought?