Disdayne not, princes, easie accesse, meeke cheare,
Wee knowe then angels statelier port ye beare
Of God himselfe, to massy a charge for sprites:
But then, my lords, considre, hee delights
To vayle his grace to vs pore earthly wants,
To simplest shrubs, and to the dunghill plants:
Expresse him then, in might, and mercies meane,
So shall ye winne, as now ye weld,[1328] the reame.
14.
But all to long I feare I do delay