107.
So long as fortune would permit the same,
I liu’d[1655] in rule and ryches with the best:
And past my time in honour and in fame,
That of mishap no feare was in my brest:
But false fortune, whom[1656] I suspected least,
Did tourne the wheele, and with a dolefull fall
Hath mee bereft of honour, life, and all.
108.
Loe, what avayles in riches, flouds that flowes?