By nature deuysed of a wonderous[5] kynde,
Dyentely dyeted with dyuers dylycate spyce,
Tyl Euphrates, that flode, dryueth me into Inde;
Where men of that countrey by fortune me fynd,
And send me to greate ladyes[6] of estate:
Then Parot must haue an almon or a date;
Topographia, quam habet hæc avicula in deliciis.
A cage curyously caruen, with syluer pyn, 10
Properly paynted, to be my couertowre;
A myrrour of glasse, that I may toote therin;