Discrecion hast thou gyuen, yde [Lorde?]; what wold we more ought?
After deth to lyue with the, if we offende nought.
M. xvi.
There is a cause yet of oure care, thou creatoure alofte,
That thy gospel doth declare, whiche I forgete noughte;
Howe vnwarly our welfare fro vs shal be broughte
By Deth that none wyl spare, Lorde, that knowe we noughte:
In syn drowned if we dare, and so sodenly be coughte,
Than of blysse ar we bare; that fylleth me ful of thoughte.
C. degressio. M. xvii.