And daily newes my thoughts doe so molest
With foes inuasion, that my troubled minde
Is altogether vnto care inclinde:
Gainst those abrode that doe intend t’inuade,
While I prepare, at home I am betrai’d.
63.
At Nottingham, where then in court I lay,
Inform’d I was, that th’hated enemie
Had taken land, at which in much dismaie,
Turning my feare to rage, at last I crie