The Arbor of Amitie wherin is comprised pleasant Pohems and pretie Poesies, set foorth by Thomas Howell |
The Arbor of Amitie | ||
Aunswere.
[Though doubtfull dread cause Malard wise]
Though doubtfull dread cause Malard wise,Oft stay the flight, where he would light:
Yet time he spies, wherein to rise,
And flie to feare in pleasant plight.
When Fawcon fierce shall nought anoy,
Like time I trust will worke our ioy.
The Arbor of Amitie | ||