Where on a day, now, _Baldwine_, note mine end, I stoode in viewing where the towne was weake, And as I busily talked with my frend, Shot fro the towne, which all the grate did breake, A pellet came, and droue a mighty fleake Against my face and tare away my cheeke, For payne whereof I died within a weeke.[644] 40. See, _Baldwine_, see the vncertayne glory,[645] How sodayne mischief dasheth all to dust, And warne all princes by my broken story, The happiest fortune chiefly to mistrust: Was neuer man that alway had his lust: Then such be[646] fooles, in fancy more then mad, Which hope to haue that neuer any had.[647] [This straunge aduenture of the good earle draue vs all into a dumpe, inwardly lamenting his woefull destiny, out of which wee were awaked after this sort. “To what end,” sayde[648] one, “muse we so much on the matter. This earle is neyther first nor last[649] whom fortune hath foundred in the height of theyr prosperity. For all through the raigne of this vnfortunate king _Henry_, we shall finde many which haue beene likewise serued, whose chaunces sith they be martiall, and therefore honourable, may the better be omitted. And therefore wee will let goe the lordes _Molines_, and _Poyninges_, slayne both at the siege of _Orleaunce_, shortly after the death of this earle. Also the valiaunt earle of _Arundel_ destroyed with a bowlet at the assault of _Gerborye_,[650] whose stories neuerthelesse are worth the hearing. And to quicken vp your spirites, I will take vpon mee a tragicall person in deede, I meane king _Iamy_ slayn by his seruauntes in his priuy chamber: who although he be a _Scot_, yet seeing hee was brought vp in _England_, where hee learned the language, his example also so notable, it were not meete it should bee forgotten. And therfore marke, _Baldwine_, what, I thinke, he may say.”] [Howe King _Iames_ the first, for breaking his othes and bondes, was by God’s sufferaunce miserably murdered of his owne subiectes, Anno 1437.[651] 1. If for example’s sake thou wrote[652] thy booke, I charge thee, _Baldwine_, thou forget mee not, Whom fortune alwayes frowardly forsooke, Such was my lucke, my merite, or my lot: I am that _Iames_, king _Robert’s_ sonne, the _Scot_ That was in _England_ prysoner all his youth, Through mine vncle _Walter’s_ trayterous vntruth. 2.