On the swift whirlewinde of tempestuous warre, Into Touraine and Aniou th’vtmost bound Of this our empire, then inlarg’d so farre, They furiously did breake, where what they found In my defence, they laid it waste on ground: Of which the duke proclaim’d himselfe the lord, And sought t’obtaine it by the threatfull sword. 12. Warre’s fearefull earthquake shaking more and more, The state of Aniou, I did vnderstand, How th’aged queene my mother _Elinor_, Besieged was by _Arthur_ with strong hand, Within a tower, which on that coast did stand: Who sore opprest, and in her mind dismai’d, In such distresse did call me to her aid. 13. Incens’d to heare my nephewe’s vnkind deed Gainst her now in her age, that gaue him breath: As dutie bound me, on the wings of speed I hastned to the rescue, to vnsheath My angrie sword, whose edge did threaten death: A filiall loue to rescue her from harmes, Both day and night did make me march in armes. 14. Before the foes of my approch did heare, Such expedition thither I did make, That at their backes my ensignes did appeare: At which dismai’d, their siege they did forsake, And most did vnto flight themselues betake: Of whom were many slaine that stood in fight, _Arthur_ vnhurt was taken in his flight. 15. T’whom brought captiu’d before me, thus I spake: “Cosin,” quoth I, “what madnesse was that same, That moued you these warres to vndertake? Why do you thus your royall friends defame, In bearing armes in false king _Philip’s_ name? Preferre you him in your esteeme more deare, Then me, that am to you in blood so neare? 16. For shame that French man’s company forsake, Let not his counsell tempt you any more: Turne vnto me, so shall I euer take Your cause as mine, and you againe restore Vnto my wonted fauour as before:” With gentle speech thus did I him entreat: But thus he made replie with many a threat. 17. “Tyrant,” said he, “thou dost detaine my right, I am, thou knowest, true heire to England’s crowne: Though vniust fortune in this lucklesse fight Looke blithe on thee, and on my state do frowne, Heau’n may again aduance what now is downe: My friends be free, though I in bands be bound, That will not rest vntill thou be vncrown’d.” 18.