With these I dwelt, lamenting mine estate,
Till at the length they had got knowledge, howe
I was exilde, because I did avow
A false complaynt against my trusty friende,
For which they namde me traytour, still vnhende.[361]
27.
That what for shame and what for werines[362]
I stale fro thence,[363] and went to Venise towne,[364]
Where as I found more ease and friendlines,[365]
But greater griefe:[366] for now the great renowne