And he shall haue such honoure for his payne,
As vnto him for euer shal remayne:
For by the gods which rule the skies aboue,
His noble actes deserue eternal loue.”
12.
When by the skill of surgion’s curious arte,
My hurtes were heal’d, and holesome health ensude,
Seuerus then reioycing at the harte,
Made me a lorde, with wealth he me indude,
Yea, he although my learning were but rude,