And sent them both vnto th’Hungarian king,
Who kept them safe beneath his soueraigne wing.
8.
Canute being freed from doubtfull feare of those,
That to the diademe might make iust claime,
To peacefull pleasure did his thoughts dispose,
And gan to thinke how with some royall dame,
He in chast bed might amplifie his name,
No sonne he had t’enioy this wretched soile,
But Harrold basely borne of beautie’s spoile.