Nor can I sing that order, or those men,
That are aboue the maistery of my pen;
And private fingers may not touch those things
Whose authors princes are, whose parents kings:
Wherefore unburnt I will refraine that fire,
Least, daring such a theame, I should aspire
T’ include my king and prince, and soe rehearse
Names fitter for my prayer then my verse:
“Hee that will speake of princes, let him use
More grace then witt, know God’s aboue his muse.”