And whilst the rest prouided for this thing,
I, flatterer I, to winne the prayse of troth,
Wretch that I was, brake fayth and promise both,
For I bewrayed to th’king[342] theyr whole intent,
For which vnwares they all were tane and shent.[343]
12.
Thus was the warder of the common weale
The duke of Glocester giltlesse made away,
With other moe, more wretch I so to deale,
Who through vntruth theyr trust did ill betray: