Your lowly creature

+Richard Kingeston,+

_Archdeacon of Hereford._

[_Postscript in English._]--And for God's love, my liege Lord, think

on yourself and your estate, or, by my troth, all is lost else; but

and you come yourself with haste, all other will follow after. And

note on Friday last Carmarthen town is taken and burnt, and the castle

yielded by Roger Wigmore, and the castle Emlyn is yielded; and slain

of the town of Carmarthen more than fifty persons. Written in

right great haste on Sunday; and I cry you mercy and put me in your

high grace that I write so shortly; for, by my troth that I owe to

you, it is needfull.

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