[♦] If not by war, by surfeit die your king,
[♦] As ours by murder, to make him a king!
[♦] Edward thy son, which now is Prince of Wales,
[200] For Edward my son, which was Prince of Wales,
[♦] Die in his youth by like untimely violence!
Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen,
Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self!
[♦] Long mayst thou live to wail thy children’s loss;
[205] And see another, as I see thee now,
[♦] Deck’d in thy rights, as thou art stall’d in mine!