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92 and good will, and doe their bet indeuour. I haue preumed vnder you Maieties good licence to aye thus much, bicaue I recken myelfe to be one of the faythfullet eruaunts your Maietie hath euer had, or now retayneth.

The Lyon, as King of beates, and that knew before of the wilde Bores report the nature and propertie of this mightie beat the Bull, mooued not a whit at thee wordes, but wielye hid that inwardly which hee openly vndertoode; and with large wordes and new deuies ayned diuers his perticular accidents, aying that he was not well at eae, and founde himelfe ubiect to his ordinarye ague. And thus the King and Moyle dicouring togithers (a happie chaunce for the Moyle, and an yll happe for the Lyon) the Bull that was harde at the Court gate gaue three or foure terrible lowes that the Lyon hooke agayne to heare him as one that was more afrayde now than he was before, by reaon of the great noye and rebounde of his voyce: and not able any longer to hide his griefs, he ayde. This voice o bigge and terrible runneth throughe my whole bodie, and in counell I tell it thee, (knowing thy troth and fidelitie to me) I promie thee I am afrayde of my Kingdome: and my reafon is this. That eeing the voyce of this