TO HIS BOOKE.
Goe little booke: thy ſelfe preſent,
As childe whose parent is vnkent;
To him that is the preſident.
Of noblenesse and of cheualree:
And if that Enuie barke at thee,
As ſure it will, for ſuccour flee
Vnder the ſhadow of his wing,
And asked, who theeforth did bring,
A ſhepheardes ſwaine ſay did thee ſing.
All as his ſtraying flocke he fedde:
And when his honour has thee redde,
Craue pardon for my hardy-hedde .
But if that any aske thy name,
Say thou wert baſe begot with blame:
For thy thereof thou takeſt ſhame
And when thou art paſt ieopardee,
Come tell me, what was ſaid of mee,
And I will ſend more after thee.
Immerite.
As childe whose parent is vnkent;
To him that is the preſident.
Of noblenesse and of cheualree:
And if that Enuie barke at thee,
As ſure it will, for ſuccour flee
Vnder the ſhadow of his wing,
And asked, who theeforth did bring,
A ſhepheardes ſwaine ſay did thee ſing.
All as his ſtraying flocke he fedde:
And when his honour has thee redde,
Craue pardon for my hardy-hedde .
But if that any aske thy name,
Say thou wert baſe begot with blame:
For thy thereof thou takeſt ſhame
And when thou art paſt ieopardee,
Come tell me, what was ſaid of mee,
And I will ſend more after thee.
Immerite.
