To tast of that extremity:
For that he did perceive and know,
His clergie would betray him so:
Alas for woe, &c.
"Alas," he said, "unhappie realme,
My father, and grandfather slaine:[1]
My mother banished, O extreame!
Unhappy fate, and bitter bayne!
And now like treason wrought for me,
What more unhappie realme can be!"
Alas for woe, &c.
The king did call his nurse to his grace,
And gave her twenty poundes a yeere;
And trustie Browne too in like case,
He knighted him with gallant geere:
And gave him lands and livings great,
For dooing such a manly feat,
As he did showe, to the bishop's woe,
Which made, &c.
When all this treason done and past,
Tooke not effect of traytery;
Another treason at the last,
They sought against his majestie:
How they might make their kinge away,
By a privie banket on a daye.
Alas for woe, &c.
Another time to sell the king
Beyonde the seas they had decreede:
Three noble Earles heard of this thing,
And did prevent the same with speede.
For a letter came, with such a charme,
That they should doo their king no harme:
For further woe, if they did soe,
Would make a sorrowful heigh-hoe.
The Earle Mourton told the Douglas then,
"Take heed you do not offend the king;
But shew yourselves like honest men
Obediently in every thing:
For his godmother[2] will not see
Her noble childe misus'd to be
With any woe; for if it be so,
She will make," &c.
God graunt all subjects may be true,
In England, Scotland, every where:
That no such daunger may ensue,
To put the prince or state in feare:
That God the highest king may see