And now since I, with faith and doubtlesse minde, Doe flie to thee, by prayer to appease thy Ire: And since that thee, I onely seeke to finde, And hope by faith, to attaine my iust desire: (35) Lord minde no more, youthes errour and vnskill, And able age, to doe thy holy will.
FINIS. L. Vaux.
19. Most happy is that state alone,
Where wordes and deedes agree in one. +
B Y painted wordes, the silly simple man, To trustlesse trap, is trayned now and than: And by conceipt, of sweete alluring tale, He bites the baytes, that breedes his bitter bale: (5) To beauties blaze, cast not thy rouing eye, In pleasaunt greene, doe stinging Serpentes lye: +The golden Pill, hath but a bitter tast, +In glittering glasse, a poyson ranckest plast, +So pleasaunt wordes, without performing deedes, (10) May well be deemed, to spring of Darnell seedes: The frendly deede is it, that quickely tries, Where trusty faith, and frendly meaning lies: That state therfore, most happy seemes to bee, Where wordes and deedes, most faithfully agree.
(15) My frend if thou wilt keepe thy honest name, Flie from the blot, of barking flaunders blame: Let not in word, thy promise be more large, Then thou in deede, art willing to discharge: +Abhorred is that false dissembling broode, (20) That seemes to beare, two faces in one hoode: +To say a thing, and not to meane the same, Will turne at length, to losse of thy good name: Wherfore my frend, let double dealing goe, In stead wherof, let perfect plainnesse flow: