[761] To done. ed. 1575. [762] Nephewe. ib. [763] For feates in armes, for fauour, and for fame. N. [764] Nephew, ed. 1575. [765] No, no, be sure. ib. [766] How seeming friends did prooue my chiefest foes. N. [767] As. N. [768] That. N. [769] Quoth we, by thee did all these Britaines die. N. [770] Yet darst not. ed. 1575. [771] Their wounds in flight all scattered. N. [772] Tongues ioy to light could bring. N. [773] Our king. N. [774] Therewith for battaile bent as mad. N. [775] Our foes foule flight. N. [776] Seemely there but swordes in sight. ed. 1575. [777] And men lesse deem’d do giue the conquering stroke. N. [778] (And turneys.) ed. 1575. [779] The stanza thus altered by Niccols. A solemne iusts proclaimed was for those, Who would to win renowne their valour trie, Where th’earle of London’s cosin did expose Himselfe to purchase praise, against whom I To win the prize did all my powers applie: But fatall was the scope I did intend, Th’effects bewray’d my folly in the end. [780] Fawting eye. ed. 1575. _i. e._ favouring eye. Their former friendly eie. N. [781] Their foes to feare. N. [782] Friends worse then forren. N. [783] That fall at oddes for fond vaine glorie’s sake. N. [784] That. ed. 1575. [785] Wise before it be to late. ed. 1575. [786] Did foule display. ed. 1575. [787] He me. ib. [788] Mens. N. [789] The common rout. N. [790] Made my foes to stare. N. [791] Nothing lesse. ed. 1575. [792] Not be well therwith. ib. [793] But rather therfore beare. ed. 1575. [794] Here the following stanzas occur in the first edition. To which he aunswerd as despite had spoke, With hasty wordes and tauntes of hygher peres. I list not any iote (quoth he) reuoke, Of that is sayd, ne darste thou for thine eares (What euer lookes in place thy fauters beares) Alone to mete me in the field to fraye. But I may hap (by chaunce) to finde the day, Wherein thou shalt not beare the price away. As for the king we doubte if he be heyre, The kingdome is the Earle of London’s right, And though that he the prince his person beare (In his nonage) he ought not reue it quyte, Ne shall he stay mee if I mynde to fighte. Then where thou speakst (quoth he) of princes peace, And wouldst me warne, from furder dealing seace: Thou better were (perhaps) to holde thy peace. On which I playnly sayde, highe treason t’was, So much to speake, against our soueraigne Lorde: Quoth I, the boundes of modestie you passe, That dare your case with prince his right accorde: Your betters would far better wordes auorde, And you perhaps your selfe so stoute that showe Which make as though you sought his ouerthrowe, Shall shortly more his grace his pleasure knowe. [795] And. ed. 1575. [796] Thyselfe a traytour rather semest right, That darste presume amongst thy betters so. ib.