And eke a place amongst them fill,
Which at their endes to mischiefe came?
Sith Morpheus bids me so, I will.
And that because I see thee minde,
To write my storie fate and fall,
Such curious heads it reade and finde:
May flee to flye, and shunne my thrall.
If daunger teach them liue take heede:
If leesers harme, make lookers wyse:
If warines do safetie breede,