But proofe doth teache mee nowe the trueth[1050] to tell
What I by Fortune’s flattery fayre haue caught.[1051]
Whom shee setts vp,[1052] shee bringeth soone to naught.
[As when I had the Britaynes in disdayne,
And thought by batayle all theyr lande to gayne:
In fielde both I and mine were vanquisht, taken, slayne.][1053]
7.
T’is foly or the ende, for men to prayse theyr chaunce,
Or brag what luck they haue, or tell theyr fate,[1054]
Or boaste how Lady Fortune doth theyr deedes aduaunce: