463Now all the Youth of England are on fire,

464And silken Dalliance in the Wardrobe lyes:

465Now thriue the Armorers, and Honors thought

466Reignes solely in the breast of euery man.

467They sell the Pasture now, to buy the Horse;

468Following the Mirror of all Christian Kings,

469With winged heeles, as English Mercuries.

470For now sits Expectation in the Ayre,

471And hides a Sword, from Hilts vnto the Point,

472With Crownes Imperiall, Crownes and Coronets,

473Promis'd to Harry, and his followers.

474The French aduis'd by good intelligence

475Of this most dreadfull preparation,

476Shake in their feare, and with pale Pollicy

477Seeke to diuert the English purposes.

478O England: Modell to thy inward Greatnesse,

479Like little Body with a mightie Heart:

480What mightst thou do, that honour would thee do,

481Were all thy children kinde and naturall:

482But see, thy fault France hath in thee found out,

483A nest of hollow bosomes, which he filles

484With treacherous Crownes, and three corrupted men:

485One, Richard Earle of Cambridge, and the second

486Henry Lord Scroope of Masham, and the third

487Sir Thomas Grey Knight of Northumberland,

488Haue for the Gilt of France (O guilt indeed)

489Confirm'd Conspiracy with fearefull France,

490And by their hands, this grace of Kings must dye.

491If Hell and Treason hold their promises,

492Ere he take ship for France; and in Southampton.

493Linger your patience on, and wee'l digest

494Th'abuse of distance; force a play:

495The summe is payde, the Traitors are agreed,

496The King is set from London, and the Scene

497Is now transported (Gentles) to Southampton,

498There is the Play-house now, there must you sit,

499And thence to France shall we conuey you safe,

500And bring you backe: Charming the narrow seas

501To giue you gentle Passe: for if we may,

502Wee'l not offend one stomacke with our Play.

503But till the King come forth, and not till then,

504Vnto Southampton do we shift our Scene. Exit