His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,
10 As being got, your father then in France,
[♦] And his resemblance, being not like the duke:
Withal I did infer your lineaments,
Being the right idea of your father,
[♦] Both in your form and nobleness of mind;
[15] Laid open all your victories in Scotland,
Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace,
Your bounty, virtue, fair humility;
[♦] Indeed left nothing fitting for the purpose