208 The Authors life. 
11 When! this betide, good parents dide, 
One after one, till both were gone, 
Whose petigree, who list may see, 
in Harolds Booke: 
Whose soules in blis be long ere this, 
Thehope we For hope we must, as God is iust, 
dead. So here that craue shall mercie haue, 
that mercie looke. 
ihe weeser 12 By Court I spide, and ten yeres tride 
That Cards and Dice, with Venus vice, 
And peeuish pride, from vertue wide, 
with some so wraught : 
That Tiburne play made them away, 
Or beggers state as euill to hate, 
By such like euils, I saw such dreuils, 
to come to naught. 
13 Yet is it not to be forgot, 
In Court that some to worship come, 
And some in time to honour clime, 
and speede full well: 
Some haue such gift, that trim they shift, 
Some profite make, by paines they take, 
In perill much, though oft are such, 
in Court that dwell. 
The Court 
commended. 
The no- 14 When court gan frowne and strife in towne, 
ilitie at : ° . 
variance in And lords and knights, saw heauie sights, 
Edward the : ‘ 
6 daies. Then tooke I wife, and led my life 
Katewade. in Suffolke soile. 
There was I faine my selfe to traine, 
To learne too long the fermers song, 
For hope of pelfe, like worldly elfe, 
to moile and toile. 
1 While. 1577. 
