Like them in goodnesse that Court ne'r will be,
10For that were vertue, and not flatterie.
Forget we were thrust out; It is but thus,
God threatens Kings, Kings Lords, as Lords doe us.
Iudge of strangers, Trust and believe your friend,
And so me; And when I true friendship end,
15With guilty conscience let me be worse stonge,
Then with Pophams sentence theeves, or Cookes tongue
Traitors are. Friends are our selves. This I thee tell
As to my friend, and to my selfe as Counsell;