Now Iohn repents, and feare doth him constraine,
In peace to lay downe his rebellious armes,
And by our mother seeke to shun those harmes
Approching on: t’whom I in reuerence
Of her estate, gaue pardon for his offence.
74.
In England safe arriu’d, the people greet
My glad returne with bright bone-fires and bels,
My royall London in each seuerall street,
By her large gifts and golden glorie tels