From daye to daye it is not my mynysshed
Wherfore for vengeaunce by grete extremyte
It cryeth aboue / now vnto the deyte
Whiche that his mynysters haue suffred so longe
To lyue in synne and euyll wayes wronge
Whan I had perceyued euery maner thynge
Of this ryall myrour / accordynge to effecte
Remembrynge the verses / of the olde saynge
Whiche in my mynde I dyde well coniecte
Than to the swerde / I thought to haue respecte