He not content, hoping for hygher place,
Brought bitter bale to him and al his race.
3.
And I the sonne of Adam by descent,
Dyd seeke to set my selfe in princely seate,
With mine estate I could not be content,
For which I felt the force of hatred’s heat:
As at the first, my good successe was greate,
So at the last, by fansie’s fond desires,
I gropte for grapes amidst the bramble brires.