3. Uoc.
[II. Of flattring speach with sugred words beware]
Of flattring speach with sugred words beware
Of flattring speach with sugred words beware:
Suspect the heart, whose face doth fawne and smile,
With trusting these the world is clogde with care,
And few there be can scape these Vipers vile,
With pleasing speach they promise and protest,
When hatefull hearts lye hid within their brest.
[III. In Winter cold when tree and bush was bare]
Prima pars.
In Winter cold when tree and bush was bare
In Winter cold when tree and bush was bare,
And frost had nipt the rootes of tender grasse,
The Ants with ioy did feed vpon their fare,
Which they had storde while Summer season was:
To whom for food a Grashopper did cry,
And said she starude if they did help deny.
[IIII. Whereat an Ant with long experience wise]
Secunda pars.
Whereat an Ant with long experience wise
Whereat an Ant with long experience wise,
And frost and snow, had many Winters seene,
Inquired what in Summer was her guise.
Quoth shee, I sung and hopt in medowes greene.
Then quoth the Ant, content thee with thy chance,
For to thy song now art thou like to dance.
[V. Who lookes may leape]
Who lookes may leape and saue his shins from knocks
Who lookes may leape and saue his shins from knocks,
Who tries may trust, else flattring friends shall find:
else He saues the Steed, that keepes him vnder locks,
Who speaks with heed may boldly speake his minde,
But he whose tongue before his wit doth runne,
oft speakes too soone, and grieues when he hath done.
[VI. Sing ye to our Lord a new song]
Sing ye to our Lord a new song
Sing ye to our Lord a new song,
his praise in the Church of Saints,
Let Israel be ioyfull, in him that made him,
and let the daughters of Sion reioyce in their King.
[[VII.] I haue beene young, but now am olde]
I haue beene young, but now am olde
I haue beene young, but now am olde,
yet did I neuer see the righteous forsaken,
nor his seed begging their bread.
[VIII. In Christall Towres]
In Christall Towres, and turrets richly set
In Christall Towres, and turrets richly set
With glittring gems, that shine against the Sunne,
In regall roomes of Iasper and of Iet,
Content of minde not alwayes likes to woon:
But oftentimes, it pleaseth her to stay,
In simple cotes, enclosde with wals of clay.
