To the Divine Protection of the Ladie Arbella the Author Commendeth Both His Graces Honoure and His Muses Aeternitye -

My Mistrisse worth gaue wings vnto my Muse
And my Muse wings did giue vnto her name
So like twin byrds my Muse bred with her fame
Together now doe learne theyre wings to vse.

And in this booke which heare you may pervse
Abroad they fly resolu'd to try the same
Adventure in theyre flight, and thee sweet dame
Both she and I for oure protectoure chuse.

I by my vow and she by farther right
Vnder your Phaenix [wing] presume to flye
That from all carrion beakes in saftie might
By one same wing be shrouded she and I
O happie if I might but flitter there
Where you and she and I should be so neare.
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