121.
Could not disdainfull Henrie be content,
Into his hands my kingdome to surprise,
Could not my thraldome cause him to relent,
Nor th’vnsustained losse of both mine eyes
His rage ’gainst me his brother yet suffice?
But must he thus my princely state abuse,
And as an almesman his owne brother vse?
122.
Why haue yee then, ah why, haue yee thus long,