The feende (I thinke) deuisde a way to make the breache, By enuye bred in breastes of two right noble peeres, Which mischiefe hatcht in England, then may teache All noble men that liue, hence many hundreth yeares, Beware of enuye blacke, how far shee deares: Euen their examples tell, how true our Christe doth say: Each realme, towne, house, in ciuile strife, shall desolate decay. 50. Perdie the duke of _Yorke_ was regent made of Fraunce, At which the duke of _Somerset_ did much repine, Hee thought they rather ought him so t’aduaunce King _Henrie’s_ kin, for honour of his princely lyne: But marke the grape which grew on this vngracious vine, I will not say it after stroyde their lynes and houses nye, But this I say, wee dayely sawe dishonour came thereby. 51. For though the hauty duke were worthy it to haue, As well for courage good, as vertues honour due: Yet sith to th’duke of _Yorke_ th’election first it gaue, And hee the sadle mist, what neded hee to rue? When tumultes great and sturres in Fraunce yet daylye grew, Hee nilde the regent hence dispatche[1878] in many dayes: That losse might win him hurte, or long disprayse. 52. Wylde wengand on such ire, wherby the realme doth lose, What gayne haue they, which heaue at honour soe? At home disdayne and greefe, abroade they frend their foes: I must bee playne in that which wrought my webs of woe, My webs (qd.[1879] I:) would God they had wrought no moe: It was the cause of many a bleeding English breaste, And to the French, their end of woefull warres addresse. 53. I dare aduouche yf they had firme in frendship boade, And soothly, as beseemde, ioynde frendly hand with hands, They had not felt defame in any foraine roade, Nor had not so beene sent, with losse from _Gallia_ strands: They might possession kept, still of their conquerde lands, And able beene to tryde them selues so true, As myght haue made their enmyes still to rue. 54. For while the duke of _Somerset_ made here so greate delayes, That into Fraunce the succours smale and slackly came, Not only Paris than was loste, within few dayes, That famous flowre of Fraunce, of far renowmed fame, The Frenche, I say, not only gate and kept the same, But by this meanes, in Fraunce we dayly felt such smarte, As might with pitie perst[1880] an adamantine harte. 55.