To the Right Honourable, Edward, Earle of Norwich, and Lord Denny of Waltham

Ever may he without all hazard go
Devoid of feare, that's warded 'gainst his so;
VVarded with such a certain sure defence,
As in the end will guard his innocence;
Right Noble Earls , then in your and y'are warded ,
Danger therefore you well leave unregarded.

During your life, see what a ward you have,
Ensasing you till tombed in your grave;
Nay you are warded in your tombe most sure.
Now God and King, you both your wards procure,
You in your and are warded most secure.
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