And after came into the coasts of Fraunce.
And nowe at last in England doth remaine.
The Authour sure deserveth more renoume,
That so could spend his time for our behoofe,
Then my poore wit or cunning can recite,
As thou thy selfe by reading shalt finde proofe.
And as the Authour merits passing well,
So doth my friend deserve as greate a meede:
That makes a worke so hard to understand,
So easie that each simple may it reede.