But while that I these ioyes enioyd at home in Fraunce, My father Leire in Britayne waxed aged olde, My sisters yet them selues the more aloft t’aduaunce, Thought well they might, be by his leaue, or sans so bolde: To take the realme and rule it as they wolde. They rose as rebels voyde of reason quite, And they depriu’de him of his crowne and right. Then they agreed, it should be into partes equall Deuided: and my father threscore knightes and squires Should alwayes haue, attending on him still at call. But in sixe monthes so much encreasid hateful Ires, That Gonerell denyde all his desires, So halfe his garde she and her husband refte: And scarce alowde the other halfe they lefte. Eke as in Scotlande thus he lay lamenting fates, When as his daughter so sought all his vtter spoyle, The meaner vpstart gentles, thought them selues his mates And betters eke, see here an aged Prince his foyle, Then was he fayne for succoure his, to toyle, With all his knightes, to Cornewall there to lye: In greatest nede his Ragan’s loue to trie. And when he came to Cornwall, Ragan then with ioye, Receiu’d him and eke hir husband did the like: There he abode a yeare and liu’de without anoy, But then they tooke, all his retinue from him quite Saue only ten, and shewde him dayly spite, Which he bewailde complaining durst not striue, Though in disdayne they last alowde but fiue. On this he deemde him selfe was far that time vnwyse, When from his daughter Gonerell to Ragan hee Departed erste yet eache did him poore king despise: Wherfore to Scotlande once againe with hir to bee, And bide he went: but beastly cruell, shee Bereau’de him of his seruauntes all saue one, Bad him content him selfe with that or none. Eke at what time he askte of eache to haue his garde, To garde his grace where so he walkte or wente: They calde him doting foole and all his hestes debarde, Demaunded if with life he could not be contente. Then he to late his rigour did repente Gainst me, and sayde, Cordila nowe adieu: I finde the wordes thou toldste mee to to true. And to be short, to Fraunce he came alone to mee, And tolde me how my sisters him our father vsde: Then I besought my king with teares vpon my knee, That he would aide my father thus by them misusde, Who nought at all my humble heste refusde: But sent to euery coaste of Fraunce for ayde, Wherwith my father home might be conueide. The soldiours gathered from eche quarter of the land, Came at the length to know the king his mind and wil: Who did commit them to my father’s aged hand, And I likewise of loue and reuerent mere goodwill Desirde my king, he would not take it ill, If I departed for a space withall: To take a parte, or ease my father’s thrall.