‘Then is his liffe saued,’ sayd the erle,
‘I thanke Iesu and your Grace trulye;
If my vnckle slew his father deere,
He wold haue venged him on mee.’
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‘Thou art verry patient,’ sayd our king;
‘The Holy Ghost remaines, I thinke, in thee;
On the south side of Turnay thou shalt stande,
With my godfather the Erle of Shrewsburye.’
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