These griefes remembred with all the remnaunt, Hourded in his harte hate out of measure,[302] Yet openly in shewe made hee no semblaunt, By word or[303] by deede to beare displeasure: But loue dayes dissembled doe neuer endure,[304] And who so trusteth a foe reconcylde, Is for the most part alwayes beguilde. 23. For as fyre ill quencht will vp at a starte, And sores not well salued doe breake out of newe, So hatred hidden in an irefull harte, Where it hath had long season to brewe, Upon euery occasion doth easely renewe: Not failyng at last, if it bee not let, To pay large vsury besides the due det. 24. Euen so it fared by this frendship fayned, Outwardly sounde, and inwardly rotten: For whan the kinge’s fauour in seeming was gayned, All olde displeasures forgieuen and forgotten, Euen than at a sodayn the shafte was shotten, Which pearced my harte voyde of mistrust: Alas, that a prince should bee so vniust. 25. For lying at _Plashey_ my selfe to repose, By reason of sickenesse which helde mee full sore:[305] The king espying mee apart from those, With whom I confedered in hand before,[306] Thought it not meete to tract the time more, But glad to take mee at such a vauntage,[307] Came to salute mee with friendly visage. 26. Who hauing a band bound to his bent, By colour of kindnesse to visite his eame,[308] Tooke time to accomplishe his cruell entent: And in a small vessell downe by the streame, Conuey’d mee to _Calais_ out of the realme, Where without processe or dome of my peeres, Not nature but murder abridged my yeeres. 27. This act was odious to God and to man, Yet rygour to cloake in habit of reason, By crafty compasse deuise they can, Articles nine of right haynous treason: But doome after death is sure out of season, For who euer sawe so straunge a president, As execution done before[309] iudgement. 28. Thus hate harboured in depth of minde By sought occasion burst out of newe, And cruelty abused the lawe of kinde, When that the nephue the vncle slewe: Alas, king _Richard_, sore maist thou rue, Which by this fact preparedst the way,[310] Of thy hard destiny to hasten the day. 29. For bloud axeth bloud as guerdon due, And vengeaunce for vengeaunce is iust rewarde: O righteous God, thy iudgementes are true, For looke what measure wee other awarde,[311] The same for vs agayne is preparde: Take heede yee princes by examples past, Bloud will haue bloud, eyther first or last. G. F.[312]