I ryght humbly praye you for to condyscende
To accepte my makynge nothynge facundious
I wolde that fortune wolde connynge extende
That myn endytynge I myght than amende
To dyrecte my maters after your pleasaunce
Whiche yet replete am with all ygnoraunce
AMEN
¶ Thus endeth this Ioyfull medytacyon made & compyled by Stephen hawes somtyme grome of ye chambre of our late souerayne lorde kynge Henry ye seuenth
¶ Enprynted at London in ye fletestrete at ye sygne of the sonne by wynkyn de worde.