At Guilford he gaue counsell as a friend To make abode with all my companie, For there hee said my fauorites did intend To meete me with their powers, who would applie Their best indeuours ’gainst mine enemie: In which being confident, with ioynt consent Of all my friends, I vnto Guilford went. 29. There did the chorus to proud Godwin’s play First tell the sequele of my miserie, There first appear’d the plot of my decay, There the sad scene of my black tragedie Was first begun by _Godwin’s_ treacherie, And there my friends took hands in death and led The tragick daunce, which I did after tred. 30. When vnto Guilford with my troope I came, _Godwin_ of purpose did augment our traine, And for one place could not containe the same, Lodging in diuers Ins he did ordaine, Which might twice tenne or thirtie men containe, Which he before with _Harrold_ did deuise, The better to effect his enterprise. 31. Plentie, the childe of peace, in euerie house Did furnish out the tables with her store, _Lyæus_ fruitfull cup with full carowse Went round about, mirth stood at euerie doore, The oliue branch deceitfull treason bore, Vsing the voice of peace which sweet did sound, To vs at feast that were, in solace drown’d. 32. The greedie gorge repleat with plentious feast, Besots the sense and duls the spritfull minde, Th’infeebled braine with strength of wine opprest, Losing all quick conceit, soone waxed blinde, The depth of _Godwin’s_ plots we could not finde: Deceit workes surest, where the wit before Hath weakned been by plentie’s feastfull store. 33. This fatall banquet, that did then forerun The day that death put many soules to flight, To soone did end, too soone the golden sunne Fell to the ocean, and the dismall night Came vp from seas to work my foule despight, The woe which chearefull day before did hide To end our cheare, the night too soone descride. 34. When in my naked bed my limbes were laid And I enchain’d in deepest sleepe did lie, The rufull clamors of my friends betray’d Did ring about mine eares: with whose sad crie I rose from sleepe, and from my bed did flie: But by the armed men and doores fast made, My weapons gone, I knew I was betraid. 35.