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TEXT_EXPL_XML <p>Charles the sixt of that name, king of
        France, whilest he fought the satisfying of his
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        owne wilfulnes, in going about to reuenge
        his friend Oliuerius Cliffonius his constables
        cause against one Peter Craonius, had a very
        infortunate end, as it was foretold him: the
        which thing doth most certainly fall out to
        as many as runne headlong to reuenge, espe-
        cially other mens causes. It chanced that
        he leuied an armie to go into the prouince
        of the Britones, to the intent he might be
        reuenged of the Lieutenant there, because he
        seemed to defend Petrus Craonius cause.
        And so as he was going thorow the forrest, or
        thicket of the Mansensians or Caenonians,
        there met him in the middle betwixt two
        trees a certaine strange man, pretending
        great pouertie &amp; need, and taking the kings
        horse by the bridle, caused him to stay, &amp; thus
        with loud voice said vnto him: Oh king, if
        thou wilt follow my counsaile go no further
        forward, but rather turne backe againe, for
        there are of thy owne armie that haue sold
        thee into thy enimies hands. When the king
        heard these words, he was maruellously terri-
        fied, &amp; so moued withall, that he was as pale
        as ashes ( as they say ) with fear, &amp; with horror
        thereof did euen grate with his teeth as it
        were, and as ill happe was, he was a very yong
        man, and therefore vnskilfull of matial seats,
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        besides he had a bodie of such a constitution
        that it was alwayes subiect to sicknesse and
        agues. But when the captaines of his armie
        saw him in that case, they labored to establish
        and confirme his minde, that yet was doubt-
        ful what was best to be done, and so they went
        boldly forward. They were no sooner gon out
        of the wood, but two of the kings pages were
        hard at their horse heeles, puffing and blow-
        ing, as comming about some waightie mat-
        ter, whereof the one ware the kings helmet,
        and the other a common souldiers speare. It
        chanced that whilest the one of them slept,
        the king speare fell out of his hand vpon his
        head which ware the helmet. The king hea-
        ring a sodaine noise, and looking aside, saw a
        man at his heeles, whom as yet he knew not,
        so he was maruellously troubled, and in a
        great rage leaped downe from his horse, and
        as one that had bene besides himselfe, drew
        his sword, and neither regarding the order
        of his owne men, neither vsing the aduise
        of reason, laid about him as if he had bene
        in the thickest of his enimies, vsing these
        words: Bestirre you, play the men, &amp; dispatch
        me these traitors. When the kings pages
        heard him say so, they made all the hast they
        could to saue their liues, by running away.
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        But the kings own brother who was captaine
        of the Aurelians, riding by the kings side, felt
        the brunt of his furie: for the king so forcibly
        ranne vpon him with his naked sword in his
        hand, that had not the Duke speedily fledde
        away, he had bene in danger of his life. At
        the last the king was euen tyred with labour,
        and the horse wearied with many and great
        courses that he made, it chanced that one of
        the kings horsemen met him, and by faire
        meanes brought both the king and his horse
        backe to the Caemonians. But the king was so
        mad and so angrie in his minde, that who so
        saw him thought he would neuer recouer.
        And so it fel out that there was an end of that
        intended voyage, and the armie broke vp, and
        returned. But after the king came home
        to his palace, he became far weaker than be-
        fore he had bene, and was no suiect to a kind
        of phrensie, that sometimes would leaue him,
        and then come to him againe, that he was
        brought to great misterie and extremitie ther-
        by. Yea the best thing that he got by that vn-
        happie voyage, was a verie great mishap and
        euill fortune that chanced to his whole king-
        dome: for euen to this day it feeleth the
        wounds and bruses of so great a calamitie.</p>
      
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MOTTO_EN The reuenge lighteth vpon the reuenger
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