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And when he came before our king,
Lowlye he kneeled vpon his knee,
And said, Chrst thee saue, our noble king,
And thy speed this day may bee!
Heere greeteth thee well thy loue and liking,
And our honorable queene and ladye,
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And biddeth you in Ffrance to be glad,
For slaine is your brother-in-law King Iamie,