And as it fell in young Essex’s lot,
The bold emperour’s son he’s taen prisoner away.
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‘O give me my son,’ the bold emperour cried,
‘O give me my son thou hast taken from me,
And you shall have three keys of gold,
And one of them opens High Germanie.’
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‘What value I thy three keys of gold,
Or any proud offer thou canst give to me?