92.

Thou Banastaire, gainst thee I clepe and call

Unto the gods, that they iust vengeaunce take

On thee, thy bloud, thy stayned stocke and all:

O Ioue, to thee aboue the rest I make

My humble playnt, guide mee, that what I speake,

May be thy will vpon this wretch to fall,

On thee, Banastaire, wretch of wretches all.

93.

O would to God, the[1642] cruell dismall day,