Yf hee dye well, h’is thrise and fower tymes blest of all.
61.
In Fraunce eyght leagues from Paris, Pontoise stands,
(Tweene that and Roane) which wee had wonne before:
And so wee held it English safely in our handes:
For to our prince the men allegeaunce swore,
And they remaynd obedient euermore,
Tyll from their necks to reaue the English yoke,
They might finde meanes by whom to stricke the stroke.
62.