And now declare, sweet stem from York’s great stock,
Why didst thou say, of late thou wert despised?
Plan. First, lean thine aged back against mine arm;
[♦] And, in that ease, I’ll tell thee my disease.
45 This day, in argument upon a case,
Some words there grew ’twixt Somerset and me;
[♦] Among which terms he used his lavish tongue
And did upbraid me with my father’s death:
Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
50 Else with the like I had requited him.