Woe, woe to kinges, whose counsaylours doe fayne,
Woe, woe to realmes, where such are put in trust
As leaue the lawe, to serue the prince’s lust.
18.
And woe to him that by his flattering reede,
Mayntaynes[349] a prince in any kind of vice:
Woe worth him eke for enuy, pride, or meede,
That misreportes any[350] honest enterprise:
Because I beast in all these poynts was nice,
The plagues of all together on mee light,