And in reuenge thereof did craue the aid
Of many princes, who with warlike bands
Did in their rage depopulate my lands:
T’whose distresse with aid I could not come,
Worse fortunes did befall me heere at home.
24.
Mischiefe on mischiefe fals t’encrease my woes,
At home my faithlesse barons do rebell,
The Irish rise, the Welch turn’d treacherous foes,
And enuie, lest this monster I should quell