And all is well, whose endyng is not yll:
Who sittes aloft had neuer neede to moue,
For feare least he shoulde fall agaynst his wyll:
Though creepyng he dyd gayne the toppe with skil,
Yet at the last, by turning of his toe,
A suddayne fall may worke his wretched woe.
36.
Which fall I felt, and how? I here wyll showe:
When I as king dyd all the realme comaunde,
I fearefull dyd suspect mine ouerthrow: