Inform’d by fame, and forc’d by hungrie need,
Her gates did open of her owne accord,
To saue her sonnes from warre’s reuengefull sword.
55.
Heere must thy willing muse desist to tell
Our happie hopefull conquests in the east,
Cauils breake forth, enuie rouz’d vp from hell,
Creepes into false king Philip’s cankred brest,
Who with old hate of my good hap possest,
Doth by his plots the Austrian duke excite,