The lust of lawless youth with good advice,
Or prick them forth with pleasance of thy vein,
Whereto thou list their trained wills entice!
Soon as thou 'ginn'st to set thy notes in frame,
O how the rural routs to thee do cleave!
Seemeth thou dost their soul of sense bereave,
All as the shepheard that did fetch his dame
From Pluto's baleful bower withouten leave;
His music's might the hellish hound did tame.
CUD. So praisen babes the peacock's spotted train,