And made a prechment of your high descent?
Where are your messe of sonnes to backe you now?
110 The wanton Edward, and the lustie George?
[♦] Or where is that valiant Crookbackt prodegie?
Dickey your boy, that with his grumbling voice,
Was wont to cheare his Dad in mutinies?
[♦] Or amongst the rest, where is your darling Rutland?
115 Looke Yorke? I dipt this napkin in the bloud,
[♦] That valiant Clifford with his rapiers point,
Made issue from the bosome of thy boy.