They name no man, they mixe theyr gall with spice,
No more doe I, I name no man outright,
But riddle wise, I meane them as I might.
16.
When bruite had brought this to theyr gylty eares,
Whose right surnames were[1699] noted in the ryme,
They all conspired, like most greedy beares,
To charge me straight with this most greeuous cryme:[1700]
And damned mee the gallow tree to clyme,
And then strangled, in[1701] quarters to bee cut,