Whiche sayth that he is wyse, and lyueth happely
Whiche to hym selfe kepyth his counsell secretely
I fynde foure thynges whiche by meanes can
Be kept close, in secrete, one longe in preuetee
The firste is the counsell of a wytles man
The seconde a Cyte, whiche byldyd is a bye
Upon a mountayne, the thyrde we often se
That to hyde his dedes a louer hath no skyll
The fourth is strawe or fethers on a wyndy hyll
A pore mannys dedys may soone be kept close