Derricke's The Image of Irelande (1581) - Print 6

Theſe trunckles heddes do playnly ſhowe, eache rebeles fatall end,
And what a haynous crime it is, the Queene for to offend.

These trunkless heads do plainly show, each rebel's fatal end,
And what a heinous crime it is, the Queen for to offend.

Although the theeues are plagued thus, by Princes truſty frendes,
And brought for their innormyties, to ſondry wretched endes:
Yet may not that a warning be, to thoſe they leaue behinde,
But needes their treaſons muſt appeare, long kept in feſtred mynde.
Whereby the matter groweth at length, unto a bloudy fielde,
Euen unto the rebells ouerthrow, except the traytours yelde.
For he that gouernes Iriſhe ſoyle, preſenting there her grace,
Whoſe fame made rebelles often flye, the preſence of his face:
He he I ſay, he goeth forth, with Marsis noble trayne,
To iuſtifie his Princes cauſe, but their demenures bayne:
Thus Queene he will haue honored, in middeſt of all her foes,
And knowne to be a royall Prince, euen in deſpight of thoſe.
Although the thieves are plagued thus, by Prince's trusty friends,
And brought for their enormities, to sundry wretched ends:
Yet may not that a warning be, to those they leave behind,
But needs their treasons must appear, long kept in festered mind.
Whereby the matter grows at length, unto a bloody field,
Even unto the rebel's overthrow, except the traitors yield.
For he that governs Irish soil, presenting there her grace,
Whose fame made rebels often flee, the presence of his face:
He he I say, he goes forth, with Marsi's noble train,
To justify his Prince's cause, but their demeanour's bane:
Thus Queen he will have honoured, in midst of all her foes,
And known to be a royal Prince, even in despite of those.

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