To the Right Honourable John, Earle of Clare, Lord Houghton of Houghton
In vertue when I see you make such speed,
Oh it doth then no admiration breed,
Hy, on hy hills of honour that you stand;
Nature commandeth vertue such a band.
Honour on vertue ever should attend,
Oh on by hills you may for ever wend,
Loving of vertue, which doth shine so clears;
Likely it is you Earle of Clare appeare:
Insue then well what you have well begun,
So on by hills to stand you well have won.
Oh it doth then no admiration breed,
Hy, on hy hills of honour that you stand;
Nature commandeth vertue such a band.
Honour on vertue ever should attend,
Oh on by hills you may for ever wend,
Loving of vertue, which doth shine so clears;
Likely it is you Earle of Clare appeare:
Insue then well what you have well begun,
So on by hills to stand you well have won.
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