For such is fortune when shee list to frowne,
Who seemes most sure, him soonest whurls shee downe.
61.
O, let no prince, put trust in commontie,
Nor hope in fayth of giddy people’s mynde,
But let all noble men take heede by mee,
That by the proofe to well the payne do fynde:
Loe, where is truth or trust? or what could bynde
The vayne people, but they will swerue and swaye,
As chaunce brings chaunge, to driue and draw that way.