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Of Money.
Gyue Money me, takeFrendshyp who so lyst,
For Frends are gon
come once Aduersytie,
When Money yet
remayneth safe in Chest,
bryng from myserye,
Fayre face showe frendes,
when ryches do habounde,
Come tyme of proofe,
farewell they must awaye,
Beleue me well,
they are not to be founde.
If God but sende
the once a lowrynge daye.
Golde neuer starts
asyde, but in dystres,
Fyndes wayes enoughe,
to ease thyne heuynes.
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