Some my herte do all to rente and race

A.iii.

 They newe agayne do hange me on the rode

They tere my sydes and are nothynge dysmayde

My woundes they open and deuoure my blode

I god and man moost wofully arayde

To you complayne it maye not be denayde

Ye nowe do tug me / ye tere me at the roote

Yet I to you am chefe refuyte and boote

 Wherfore ye kynges reygnynge in renowne

Refourme your seruauntes in your courte abused

To good example of euery maner towne

So that theyr othes whiche they longe haue vsed

On payne and punysshement be holly refused

Meke as a Lambe I suffre theyr grete wronge

I maye take vengeaunce thoughe I tary longe

 I do forbere I wolde haue you amende

And graunte you mercy and ye wyll it take

O my swete brederne why do ye offende

Agayne to tere me whiche deyed for your sake

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