“O out, ahlas! my sonnes, what meanes this broyle? Will you in feelde my tender bowels harme? What furies force you thus t’unkindly toile? What meane your men for slaughter here to swarme? Did not this wombe once both inclose you warme? And cannot now all _Britayne_ hold you brethren twaine, But needes by one of you his brother must bee slaine? 29. “Cannot the feare of _Ioue’s_ immortall hate, Your mother’s teares, nor woefull wailings moue? Nor naked brests you suckte your malice slacke? Nor cause t’imbrace the sacred lore of loue? O euerlasting _Ioue_ that liu’st aboue! Then I protest ere you doe fight the feelde this day, You shall in field (vngratefull sonnes) your woefull mother slay. 30. “Betweene you both you shall bereaue my life, What woes (my sonnes) aliue shall I sustaine, When I shall after this ambitious strife, So many see of both your subiects slaine, And you with brothers bloud your swords distayne, I shall (I say) in th’end of fight take woefull vewe, Of that my sonne, which this my sonne his [noble] brother slewe. 31. “O rather now, my sonnes, leaue of to iar, Lay weapons both aside take truce a while, If you doe loue to spend your time in war, Destroy not here at home your natiue Ile, The present cause and quarell is to vile Joyne friendly both your armies fayth, and firme the same To take some conquest great in hand of [euer]lasting fame. 32. “Therein you may with greater honour deale, By this defame you shall[592] your selfes for aye: Thereby you may enlarge your publique weale, By this your selues and it shall quite decay: Thereby you shall mine age with honour stay, Thereby you shal [in warres] most like your noble father bee, Which ere he wan[593] the crowne did conquere [Kings and] kingdoms three. 33. “Once for my sake then ioyne yet handes agayne, Let mee enioy once both before I die, I would to see you frends my sonnes bee faine, And hope I haue you will not this denie, I aske a thing shall neuer hurte perdy, For if you now surcease [embrace,] and loue as brethren well, Then all the world of this your [peace and] concord aye shall tell.” 34. And turneing then to mee, thus wise shee sayd: “Thou knowst, my sonne, how twice thou hast bene foylde, Thou twice to scape with life wast well apayde, And since full farre to countryes straunge hast toyld: If now thou shouldst of life and all bee spoilde, (When liue thou maiste in Princely sort with peerelesse ioy) What tong can tell thy mother’s griefe and great anoy. 35.