Here for to let you vnderstand,
I slew the Bishopp of St Andrew,’
Quoth he, ‘with a possat in [his hand].’
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. . . . . quoth hee,
‘That euer my manhood I did trye;
I’le make a vow for Englands sake
That I will neuer battell flee.’
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‘God amercy, Browne,’ then said the king,