In heauen and earth shall finde an euerlasting name.
11.
But words of course are these of fortune had,
When vnto princes haps chaunce good or ill;
God sends to euery sorte these tempests sad,
When from his worde they swarue and heauenly will:
Men must endeuour then to please his goodnesse still,
And then come life, or death, come ioy, come smarte:
No fortune’s frowne can daunte the doughty harte.
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