Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
Though time with so few yeeres my youth had crown’d,
That yet scarse fourteene times the heauenly Ram
Had push’t his hornes against the new yeare’s bound,
Since first into the world to light I came:
Yet of my father’s death, when lucklesse fame
Had rung the dolefull knell: then did I know
The danger which I was to vndergoe.
16.
Nurst from my cradle in true discipline,
In my weake childhood I had scand this theame,
That if th’ambitious with cleere sighted eyne
Could but discerne what fortune gaue to them,
When they had gain’d a kingdome’s diadem,
They would account that day their blisse to ende,
In which their steps the throne did first ascend.
17.
Our vncle _Riuers_, who my gardian was,
With vs at Ludlowe, then being resident,
Did muster vp his powers with vs to passe
To London by short iournies, with intent
All danger in our passage to preuent:
But _Gloster_ did intrappe both him and me,
And by his plots did frustrate his decree.
18.
By wicked wits, the queene he doth perswade,
To thinke that since by her deceased king,
Betwixt the peeres a vnion had beene made,
With such a power, it were a dangerous thing,
The prince her sonne, to London vp to bring:
Distrust might soone disturbe the quiet state,
And giue new life to the old dead debate.
19.
Blinded with this deceit, our carefull mother
Directs her letters, bearing such effect
Vnto our vncle _Riuers_, her deare brother,
Who doubting lest his foes might ought obiect
T’haue gone amisse, while he did vs protect,
Dismist his powers, and only did retaine
Those, that before were of our daily traine.
20.
All readie now to hoise vp happie saile,
For London we our fatall course do stere,
Our hopes do promise vs a prosperous gale:
But once set forth, clouds thicken in the cleare,
A storme before vs plainly doth appeare,
And with a gust in gulfe of woe cast downe,
Vnhappie I made shipwracke of my crowne.
21.
At Stonie-Stratford, being vpon my way,
The bloodie bore, my vncle, that did aime
At England’s diadem by our decay,
With that false duke, disloyall _Buckingham_,
With show of humble loue in presence came:
But after tender of their duties done,
To put their plot in practise they begun.
22.
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