Wyl’get moste gayne, which beeing got, they giue
And cast there care, how they thereby may liue:
12.
So I, whom both Sir Neptune’s surging seas,
And Eole’s windes, euen God himselfe aboue
Did fauoure much, my labouring minde to please,
Geuing those thinges were best for my behoue,
God’s woorde I mene, which al my men did loue:
The pearles which Christ commaunded to be bought,
Muste here be found, and no where els be sought.