O, vnremorsefull man! O, wretched wight! Shame to thy selfe and thy posteritie, Nor friends nor countrie’s good, to whom of right Thy care was due, nor loue of loyaltie To thy dread queene thy heart might mollifie, But wing’d with mischiefe, hauing once begun, Thou to vntimely death didst head-long run. 84. [Sidenote: _An. eodem._] Whose wretched steps, in that same fatall way That leads to house of death, loe many more Had follow’d fast in giuing like assay, Had not our queene, whose virgin bosome bore A melting heart admir’d for mercie store, In pitie far excell’d th’impietie Of their false treason ’gainst her maiestie. 85. [Sidenote: Read the certificat of the prince’s mercie written by their owne hands. _Ralph Hol._ p. 1413.] Out of her bountious grace and princely mind, She gaue them passage at her owne expence, Seidome on earth such mercie shall we find, For which strooke blind with shame of their offence, Against a person of such excellence, They sent their owne hand writs to testifie This worthie deed to all posteritie. 86. [Sidenote: _An. Reg. 27._] Yet that vngratefull man, to whom before Iustly conuicted for foule felonie, Renown’d _Eliza_ did lost life restore, Sought to enact a bloodie tragedie Vpon the person of her maiestie, To wit that boaster who did beare the name Of doctor _Parrie_ to increase his fame. 87. The Babylonian bawd, whose strumpet-breath Giues life to treason, did with him conspire To end their vengeance in the virgin’s death; And lest his heart should faile and he retire From his intent, to wing him with desire, His soule from sin, from death, and hell was freed, With impious hands to act this tragicke deed. 88. The foolish man with resolution came, As sent from heau’n, yet did it nought auaile: For getting licence to this royall dame With her to talke alone, his heart did faile, Her lookes alone his height of sprite did quaile; For daunted with her sight, he did repent, And closely sought to colour his intent. 89. He did declare to her, how he had taken A solemne oath to take her life away, And how her soueraigntie he had forsaken, The Romish beast as supreame head t’obay, Who by his hands expected her decay, To which, he said, he did but seeme t’agree, That so it might by him detected bee. 90.