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A farevvell framed to the Hould of Humilitie.

The due Desire, that I haue to commend,
Humilitie, I can not well expresse:
Because that Pallas will not to me lende,
Her cunning quille, therefore I do digresse,
From curiouse verse, to feede such fancie fine,
Where to some men their mindes do nowe incline.
But pardon prayed, Presumption pusheth me,
And bathlesse Boldnesse biddeth me proceede,
And Hope at hand my thinkes doth let me see,
That small Disdaine, shall come by this my deede:
Wherefore if I should loyter or not write,
Small were Experience, and lesse were my delight.
But loe behold my thinkes I can not tell,
How for to frame, as I before exprest:
Well (as I thinke) it should be a farewell,
A farewell bee it, and so farewell, I rest
From this deuice, and others take in hand
To gratifie, and so it vnderstand.
Finis.