gh all the wines and merchandize I have here Were ith' Seas bottome.
1. Troth, so would I mine.
2. I nere could tell yet from what roote this huge Large spreading Tree of hate from Spayne to us, From us agayne to _Spayne_, took the first growth.
1. No? then lie tell you: let us season our sorrow With this discourse.
2. With all my heart I long for't.
1. You shall not loose your longing: then, sir, know The hate a Spanyard beares an Englishman Nor naturall is, nor ancient; but as sparkes, Flying from a flint by beating, beget flames, Matter being neere to feed and nurse the fire, So from a tinder at the first kindled Grew this heartburning twixt these two great Nations.
2. As how, pray?
1. Heare me: any Englishman That can but read our Chronicles can tell That many of our Kings and noblest Princes Have fetcht their best and royallest wives from _Spayne_, The very last of all binding both kingdomes W