Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
Let them not breake the bond of frendly loue
In broyles of bate, but frendly faults redresse,
Let not them so their manhood seeke to proue
By priuate hate, to worke their owne distresse,
So shall they neede their enemies feare[781] the lesse:
Perdy, foule forayne[782] foes themselues they make,
That in their Countrye, for vayne quarells sake,[783]
[Doe dare in hand reuenging weapons take.]
24.
But what neede I on those aliue to stay,
They haue examples good before their eyes,
By which (if they haue grace) beware they may,
The happiest men by others harmes are wise:
Let them not then our warning wordes despise,
Doe will them wisely of these thinges debate,
For why, the foolishe aye the[784] warning hate,
[Are neuer wise, or, had I wist, to late.][785]
25.
[Perhaps thou thinkste to long a time I stay,
And from that I proposed erst digresse,
Because that here (as it were by the way)
For warning’s sake, my conscience I professe:
Yet for my breache of compasse blame mee lesse,
In talke, sith that thou come to heare mee art,
Which seeme (as woemen vse) to reme my hart,
Before I come to open all my smart.]
26.
Wee spent the day in iusting (as I sayd,)
Appoynted erst among our selues before,
And all the feates of armes in fielde wee playd,
_Æneas_ taught our auncestours of yore,
What neede I fill thine eares with talking more,
My men and I had put those feates in vre,
And hee likewise (but nothing yet so sure,)
[Which did, at length, my haplesse end procure.]
27.
For as with fortune still I gaue the foyle,
To him that thought the glory all to haue,
When hee perceau’d hee coulde not keepe the coyle,
Nor yet with equall match himselfe to saue,
Occasion of dissention great hee gaue:
In stead of iest hee offred earnest play,
In lieu of sport hee spite did still[786] display,
[In stead of myrth, both malice and decay.]
28.
The traytour vile, the tyraunt (so hee prou’d)
With coward, canker’d, hatefull, hasty ire,
And caytife dealing, shewde how mee hee[787] lou’d,
When as hee could not to his hope aspire,
To winne the prayse of triumph, his desire,
Hee chalengde mee, and here began the broyle,
He thought with banding braue to keepe the coyle,
[Or else with flatts and facings mee to foyle.]
29.
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