This messenger drank sadly 1629 ale and wine, And stolen were his letters privily Out of his box, while he slept as a swine; And counterfeited was full subtilly Another letter, wrote full sinfully, Unto the king, direct of this mattére From his Constable, as ye shall after hear.

This letter said, the queen deliver’d was Of so horrible a fiendlike creatúre, That in the castle none so hardy 1630 was That any while he durst therein endure: The mother was an elf by áventure Become, 1631 by charmës or by sorcery, And every man hated her company.