He is a King, for he commands his Sheepe;
He knowes no woe, for he doth seldome weepe.
He is a Courtier, for he courts his Loue:
He is a Scholler, for he sings sweet Ditties:
He is a Souldier, for he wounds doth proue;
He is the fame of Townes, the shame of Citties;
He scornes false Fortune, put true Vertue pitties.
He is a Gentleman, because his nature
Is kinde and affable to euerie Creature.
Who would not then a simple Shepheard bee,