Saue such to whom for vice I was a friend.
5.
In[337] pleasures plung’d I tooke my whole repast,[338]
My youth mee led deuoyde of compasse quite:
And vices were so rooted in at last,
That to recure the euill it past my might.
For who so doth with will and pleasure fight,
(Though all his force doe striue them to withstand)
Without good grace they haue the vpper hand.
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