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[Behold the touche to trye the boastinge preace]
See shortlye here the summe of all
Whereto the Noble and base we call.
Whereto the Noble and base we call.
Behold the touche to trye the boastinge preace
That basely borne doe vaunt of Noble lyne.
Behold descrybed the perfect Noblenesse
When Noble Uertues in nobled race doe shyne.
Here who so list, may see the rascal sorte
Whom kinde brought forthe to bondage and to toyle:
Sondred from such as vnto Noble port
Are borne, and bred for rulers of the soyle.
Here are the steps by which the base asscend
To honours mount, and nobled name deserue.
Here Nobles learne theyr Noblesse to defend.
Here yoaked is the vnnoble wyght to serue.
The Noble peere to feare as myghtier
And yeld hym prayse as to hys worthyer.
That basely borne doe vaunt of Noble lyne.
Behold descrybed the perfect Noblenesse
When Noble Uertues in nobled race doe shyne.
Here who so list, may see the rascal sorte
Whom kinde brought forthe to bondage and to toyle:
Sondred from such as vnto Noble port
Are borne, and bred for rulers of the soyle.
Here are the steps by which the base asscend
To honours mount, and nobled name deserue.
Here Nobles learne theyr Noblesse to defend.
Here yoaked is the vnnoble wyght to serue.
The Noble peere to feare as myghtier
And yeld hym prayse as to hys worthyer.
Wherfore all ye that from a Noble race
Draw forth your lengthed lyne tyll these oure dayes.
Receiue this worke, receiue with frendly face
Your perfectinge and your perfections prayse.
And ye that lothinge thral of elder tyme,
Though Mothers wombe vnnoble brought ye forth
By Uertues meane now coueyte hye to clyme:
This your aduauncer worke take wel in worthe.
And ye vnnoble in cradel and in tombe
Herein shew forth the obsequy ye owe
Unto your Lords. Reade here theyr due renowne
Whose thralls ye are, and all that reade, bestow
Due thanks on hym that first wrate such a worke
And hym that nold in Latin let it lurcke.
Draw forth your lengthed lyne tyll these oure dayes.
Receiue this worke, receiue with frendly face
Your perfectinge and your perfections prayse.
Though Mothers wombe vnnoble brought ye forth
By Uertues meane now coueyte hye to clyme:
This your aduauncer worke take wel in worthe.
And ye vnnoble in cradel and in tombe
Herein shew forth the obsequy ye owe
Unto your Lords. Reade here theyr due renowne
Whose thralls ye are, and all that reade, bestow
Due thanks on hym that first wrate such a worke
And hym that nold in Latin let it lurcke.
A. B.
| A commendatory poem | |