Did worke my woe, which I repent too late.
96.
Renowned Pembroke, thou hast left my foe,
Be thou protector to this pretie boy,
And for the father’s sake thy fauour show:
When I am gone do thou thy strength employ
Against all those that seeke this child’s annoy:
And ye, my other peeres, who once haue ben
My foes, proue now true hearted noble men.
97.