Till I haue playnly layde before your vew
That I haue cause, as these, to playne of fortune’s guyle,
Which smirking though at first, she seeme to smoothe and smyle,
(If fortune bee) who deemde themselues in skyes to dwell,
She thirleth downe to dreade the gulfes of ghastly hell.
4.
But here I let a while the lady fortune stay,
To tell what time I liu’d, and what our warres were then,
The great exployts wee did, and where our armies laye,
Eke of the prayse of some right honourable men,