Wigmore’s false Mortimer, (whose fatall name
Vniuocall to him of all his line:
Whether from feare of death we fetch the same,
Or of the dead seas sinke we it define,
The deeds of death t’ensue doth well diuine)
Reserued was by fate within the tower,
With time to turne the glasse of my last houre.
78.
On him the queene by loose affection led
Did cast her fancie, burning in the flame