The daughter of debate, that eke discord doth sow, Shall reap no gain where former rule hath taught still peace to... grow. No foreign banished wight shall anchor in this port; Our realm it brooks no stranger's force, let them elsewhere resort.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Help to bewail the woeful case And eke the heavy plight... Of me, that wonted to rejoice The fortunes of my pleasant choice. Good ladies, help to fill my mourning voice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »