Whereat may be suppos’d did want no meate.
He would have giu’n me gold or siluer either,
But I with many thankes receiued neither.
And thus much without flattery I dare sweare,
He is a knight beloued farre and neere.
First, he’s beloued of his God aboue,
(Which loue he loues to keep beyond all loue),
Next with a wife and children he is blest,
Each hauing God’s feare planted in their brest.
With faire Demaines, Reuennue of good Lands,