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<p>Charles the sixt of that name, king of France, whilest he fought the satisfying of his <pb n="embmne_pae1591_fac078"/> 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 & need, and taking the kings horse by the bridle, caused him to stay, & 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, & so moued withall, that he was as pale as ashes ( as they say ) with fear, & 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, <pb n="embmne_pae1591_fac079"/> 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, & 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. <pb n="embmne_pae1591_fac080"/> 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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The revenge lights upon the revenger |
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The helmet and lance of Charles VI of France |
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<p> Victorem vlciscitur vltor. <seg lang="en">The reuenge lighteth vpon the reuenger.</seg></p> |
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The reuenge lighteth vpon the reuenger |
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Ultorem ulciscitur ultor |