30 So dreadful will not be as was his sight.
The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought:
[♦] The church’s prayers made him so prosperous.
[♦] Glou. The church! where is it? Had not churchmen pray’d,
His thread of life had not so soon decay’d:
35 None do you like but an effeminate prince,
Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.
Win. Gloucester, whate’er we like, thou art Protector
And lookest to command the prince and realm.
Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,