To cursed[1760] _Cayn_ compare my carefull case, Which did vniustly slay his brother iust _Abel_: And did not I in rage make run that rufull race My brother duke of _Clarence_? whose deth I shame to tel, For that it was so straunge as it was horrible: For sure he drenched was, and yet no water neare, Which straunge is to bee tolde, to all that shall it heare. 9. The but hee was not whereat I did shoote, But yet he stoode betweene the marke and mee, For had he liu’d,[1761] for mee it was no boote To tempt[1762] the thing that by no meanes could bee, For I third was then of my brethren three: But yet I thought the elder being gone, Then needes must I beare the stroke alone. 10. Desire of rule made mee, alas, to rewe, My fatall fall I could it not foresee, Puft vp in pride, so hawty then I grewe, That none my peere I thought now could bee, Disdayning such as were of high degree: Thus dayly rising, and pulling other downe, At last I shot how to win the crowne. 11. And dayly deuising which was the best way And meane, how I might my nephues both deuour: I secretly then sent, without furder delay, To _Brackinbury_, then lieutenaunt of the tower, Requesting him by letters to helpe vnto his power, For to accomplish this my desire and will, And that hee would secretly my brother’s children kill. 12. He aunswered playnly with a flat nay, Saying that to dye hee would not doe that deede: But finding then a profer to my[1763] pray, “Well worth a friend (quoth[1764] I) yet in time of neede:” _Iames Tyrrill_ hight his name, whom with all speede, I sent agayne to _Brackinbury_, as you heard before, Commaunding him deliuer the keyes of euery dore. 13. The keyes hee rendred,[1765] but partaker would not be Of that flagitious fact. O, happy man, I say: As you haue heard before, he rather chose to dye, Then on those sely lambes his violent hands to lay: His conscience him pricked his prince to betraye, O constant minde, that wouldst not condiscend, Thee may I prayse, and my selfe discommend. 14. What though hee refused, yet bee sure you may, That other were as ready to take in hand that[1766] thing, Which watched and wayted as duely for their pray, As euer did the cat for the mouse taking, And how they might their purpose best to passe bring: Where _Tyrrill_ hee thought good to haue no bloud shed, Becast them to kill by smothering in their bed. 15.