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.