My lord of Kent, what needes these questions ?

Tis not in her controulment, nor in ours,

But as the realme and parlement shall please,

So shall your brother be disposed of.

I like not this relenting moode in Edmund,[To Queene.]

Madam, tis good to looke to him betimes.

Yea madam, and they scape not easilie,

That fled the feeld.

Your loving care in this,

Deserveth princelie favors and rewardes,

But wheres the king and the other Spencer fled?

Rice. Spencer the sonne, created earle of Gloster,

Is with that smoothe toongd scholler Baldock gone,

And shipt but late for Ireland with the king.

Some whirle winde fetche them backe, or sincke them all:---

They shalbe started thence I doubt it not.

Madam, have done with care and sad complaint,

Your king hath wrongd your countrie and himselfe,

And we must seeke to right it as we may,

Meane while, have hence this rebell to the blocke,

Your lordship cannot priviledge your head.

Take him away, he prates. You Rice ap Howell,

Shall do good service to her Majestie,

Being of countenance in your countrey here,

To follow these rebellious runnagates.

We in meane while madam, must take advise,

How Baldocke, Spencer, and their complices,

May in their fall be followed to their end.