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Qu.
Mount you my Lord, towards Barwicke post a
maine:
Edward and Richard like a brace of Grey‑hounds,
Hauing the fearfull flying Hare in sight,
With fiery eyes, sparkling for very wrath,
And bloody steele graspt in their yrefull hands
Are at our backes, and therefore hence amaine.