[♦] Can any griefe of minde be like to this.
[♦] I tell thee Poull, when thou didst runne at Tilt,
[60] And stolst away our Ladaies hearts in France,
I thought King Henry had bene like to thee,
Or else thou hadst not brought me out of France.
Suffolke. Madame content your selfe a litle while,
[♦] As I was cause of your comming to England,
65 So will I in England worke your full content:
And as for proud Duke Humphrey and his wife,
I haue set lime-twigs that will intangle them,