Redeeme your countrey from that captiue woe,
Which from the roote of ciuill discord grew:
Ioyne hearts and hands against the common foe:
Forget old wrongs, vnto the prince proue true:
Farewell, my daies be done, I die, adew.”
Thus after twice nine yeares of rule in state,
I lost both life and rule by timelesse fate.
98.
Behold the last effects of Henrie’s curse
On his last sonne, for his rebellious pride: