 | To Rash Iudgement, Tom Foole, and his fellowes |  |
A Subtill Fooles Bolt
Alphonsus King of Naples, had a Iester,That did his Braines with Courtiers follies pester,
And kept a register of all he see,
(To proue in Court farre greater Fooles then hee)
The King one time desir'd to see his booke,
And as his Fooles fooles, he did ouerlooke,
Hee found himselfe noted amongest the rest,
And the occasion, thus therein expre'st:
Himselfe (not long before) made choise of one,
A stranger, meerely vnto him vnknowne,
To bring him Horses from a forraigne Land,
And put ten thousand Duckets in his hand.
Now (quoth the Iester) and it please your Grace,
In my conceit, tis but a Foolish case
To put your mony in a strangers trust,
That neere will come againe, y'are Coosen'd iust.
But (sayd the King) thou knaue, what wilt thou say,
If he returne, and t'honest man do play?
Sir (quoth the Foole) why then your loue to winne,
Ile crosse you out my Booke, and put him in.
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