What subiects eke more happy were then these?
Had such a King of such a noble heart,
And such a land enioyde and liu’d at ease,
Whereof ech man almost might chose his part?
No feare of foes, vnknowne was treason’s art,
No fayning friends, no fawning Gnatoes skill,
No Thrasoes brags, but bearing ech good will.
55.
But as ech sommer once receaues an ende,
And as no state can stable stande for aye,