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Of one who had vitiously spent his Patrimonie.

If shriking plaintes of bitter brest,
may perce the loftie skye:
Or heauie happes of Fortunes lore,
that happen so awry:
Then come drawe ny, good minded willes,
and marke this mournfull verse:
Lend willing eares to heare short tale,
the which I shall rehearse.
It chaunced so by wanton will,
a man that was in Prime:
Whose witlesse race, did not regarde,
for substance of his time.
But vainely he did spend his welth,
in {h}ugling pleasures sweete:

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Yea not regarding honest lore,
ne sober life discreete.
He was worth thousandes by reporte,
this man in London soyle:
Who there doth spend his dolefull dayes,
ashamed of his foyle.
His yonger Brother now is come
by taking honest Paine:
For to disspend by londe a yeare,
an hundred pound certaine
Oh Shamelesse Sauage elder thou,
what shame falles to thy share:
Sweete minching Dames haue pul'd thee so,
as clothes are skant to weare.
Happie is he whom other mens harmes do make to beware.