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A pleasant Discourse of Court and Wars

with a replication to them both, and a commendation of all those that truly serue Prince and countrie. Written by Thomas Churchyard, and called his Cherrishing
 

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A COMMENDATION TO ALL THOSE, THAT EITHER BY INVENTION OF WIT, STVDY OF MINDE, TRAVEL of body, expences of purse, or hazard of life, seekes the aduauncement of their Prince and countrey.



A COMMENDATION TO ALL THOSE, THAT EITHER BY INVENTION OF WIT, STVDY OF MINDE, TRAVEL of body, expences of purse, or hazard of life, seekes the aduauncement of their Prince and countrey.

The world throwout, breeds men of sundry kinds,
Som of great spreet, great skil and deep engine,
Som meane and base, and som of noble minds,
Som grosse of wit, and som most rare and fine,
As gifts of grace, and nature shapes them forth,
To show themselues, in actions men of worth.
Som plant and graffe, and still manures the ground,
Gains much thereby, as labrer liues by toile,
Som loues to saile, about the world so round,
To search what may, be seen in eury soile:
Som trudge to wars, and far abrode they rome,
For knowledge sake, to serue their prince at home.
Som haue delite, to build and purchase still,
Thus all haue not, one motion, mind nor will.
But such that seekes, for fame in forren place,
Forsakes great ease, & welth where they were bred,
Are speshall men, and do deserue more grace,
Than all the rest, what euer may be sed.


Leaues wife and friends, to try the tumbling seas,
Makes open sale, of life and all they haue,
Are men that may, both prince and countrey pleas,
VVho shall of right, be honord to their graue.
Then step in place, sir VValter Rawlegh now,
Show foorth thy face, among the woorthiest sort,
Thy trauell long, thy charge and labor throw,
Crowns thy great pains, with prais and good report.
Bid enuy blush, for vertue hits the white,
Malice may barke, but hath no powre to bite.
VVorld babbles much, but wit doth all behold,
The touchstone must, at length try out the gold.
VVho reads his booke, and waies what he hath don,
Shall sound his fame, as far as shines the sun.
FINIS.