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THE LAMENTABLE COMPLAINT OF FRANCE
13 A childe of nine yeeres olde,
being true and lawfull heyre, The onely hope the Kingdome hath,
to rid them from all feare. Up to his fathers throne,
the Dolphin straight was led, In Purple Robes most gorgeously:
with sumptuous Iewells spread. Whome, in the peoples hearts,
did moue such present ioy, That euery one in gladsome sort,
did cry vi, va, le roy.
14 Yea euery one doth pray,
now dwelling in the land, That like his father he may proue,
an Impe of Mars his band. But three such dayes in Fraunce,
no age hath euer knowne, Where present ioy gayn'd sudden woe,
yet woe to ioy is growne. One day a Crowned Queene,
the next a murdred King, The third a Prince in ioy proclaymde,
a setled peace to bring.
15 But God defend each Land,
from such a suddaine chaunce, As lately hath befalne the King, of fayre renowned Fraunce.
At London printed for William Barley, and are to be sould at his shop in Gratious Streete 1610.