And found there all thinges at mine owne desire,[800] I entred _London_, did there what I list: The treasurer, lord _Saye_, I did conspire To haue condemned: whereof when I mist, (For hee by lawe my malice did resist) By force I tooke him in _Guyldhall_ fro the heape,[801] And headed him before the crosse in _Cheape_. 15. His sonne in law _Iames Cromer_, shriue of _Kent_, I caught at _Mile end_, where as then he lay: Beheaded him, and one a pole I sent His head to _London_ where his father’s lay, With these two heades I made a prety play, For pight on poales I bare them through the streete, And for my sport made ech kisse other sweete.[802] 16. Then brake I prysons, let forth whom I wold, And vsed the city as it had beene mine: Tooke from the marchaunts money, ware, and gold, From some by force, from other some by fine: This at the length did cause them to repine, So that lord _Scales_ consenting with the mayre, Forbad vs to theyr city to repayre. 17. For all this while myne hoast in _Southwarke_ lay, Who whan they knewe our passage was denied, Came boldly to the bridge and made a fray, For in wee would, the townes men vs defied: But when with stroakes wee had the matter tryed, Wee wan the bridge and set much part on fire, This done to _Southwarke_ backe wee did retyre. 18. The morow after came the chauncellour, With generall pardon for my men, halfe gone, Which heard and read, the rest within an houre, Shranke all away ech man to shift for one: And when I sawe they left mee post alone, I did disguise mee like a knight of the post, And into _Sussex_ rode away in post.[803] 19. And there I lurked till that cursed coyne, That restles begle sought and found mee out, For straight the king by promise did enioyne A thousand marke to whosoeuer mought Apprehend[804] my corse, which made them[805] seeke about: Among the which one _Alexander Iden_. Found out the hole, wherein the foxe was hidden. 20. But ere hee tooke mee I put[806] him to his trumps, For yeelde I would not while my handes would holde, But hope of money made him stur his stumps, And to assault mee valiauntly and bolde: Two houres and more our combat[807] was not colde, Till at the last hee lent mee such a stroke, That downe I fell and neuer after spoke. 21.