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THE LAMENTABLE COMPLAINT OF FRANCE
7 The Traytour that three times,
before had mist his ayme, And could not in his royall bloud:
his cursed fingers stayne. Now desperatly thrust foorth:
vnto his coatches side, And gaue him there, 2 mortall wounds,
by which, the King soone dyed, A cursed knife it was,
which did this bloudy deede, But ten times cursed be the cause,
that did this mischiefe breed.
8 The wounded King cryed out,
then with a fainting breath: Oh, saue his life till hee reueale1,
the plotters of my death. The Traytour being stayed,
was so offence bereauen, That presently for this vilde deede:
he thought to purchase heauen. Some led this villaine thence,
and some, the King conuaide: Unto his Pallace mournfully,
in bloudy Robes arrayde.
9 A natiue frenchman borne,
this wretch is knowne to be: Bred in the Towne of Angolsem,
a Courtier in degree. Fraunces Ravilliacke namde,
in passed time a Fryer, Maynteyned long about this court,
to accomplish his desire. But who the causers be:
and chiefest in this crime, By wisedome of the peeres of Fraunce:
wilbe found out in time. 1 Text has a period here.