To the Right Honourable, Charles, Earle Dumfermeline, Lord Fyvie, and Urquarte
Carelesnesse joyn'd with greatnesse doth not fit.
Honour requires we carefull be of it,
And as a man that stands on steeple high,
Rightly by prudence guided Carefully ,
Looking about and wary of each hand,
Endevouring more safely still to stand,
So is't with him that is in dignity.
Secure he should not be and Carelesly ,
Entending not in safety to remaine,
True noblenesse by Carelesnesse thus staine.
O you appeare not carelesse though on mount,
Nobly you stand but doe the hazard count,
Ev'n millions so your honour doth surmount.
Honour requires we carefull be of it,
And as a man that stands on steeple high,
Rightly by prudence guided Carefully ,
Looking about and wary of each hand,
Endevouring more safely still to stand,
So is't with him that is in dignity.
Secure he should not be and Carelesly ,
Entending not in safety to remaine,
True noblenesse by Carelesnesse thus staine.
O you appeare not carelesse though on mount,
Nobly you stand but doe the hazard count,
Ev'n millions so your honour doth surmount.
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