Part 32

Angre is a fury short, To him that can the same excell: But it is no laughing sport In whom that senselesse rage doth dwell. That pang confoundeth ech man's wits And shameth him with open shame, His honour fades in frantike fits, And blemisheth his good name.

THE THIRTY-FOURTH NOUELL.

_The horrible and cruell murder of Soltan Solyman, late the Emperor of the Turkes and father of Selym that now raigneth, done vpon his eldest Sonne Mvstapha, by the procurement, and meanes of Rosa his mother in lawe, and by the speciall instigation of one of his noble men called Rvstanvs: where also is remembred the wilful death of one of his Sons named Giangir, for the griefe he conceiued to see Mvstapha so miserably strangled._