The fate of loathed thrall by secret flight,
He taken is, and is depriu’d of sight,
And after with long life in thrall opprest,
He pines away with hunger and vnrest,
Whose princely ghost let fame from graue vpraise
To make those deeds a Mirrour for our daies.”
ANOTHER ARGUMENT.
The Norman prince tels fame, how he was borne
To be a king, yet dies a duke forlorne.
