The worthinesse innated in your brest,
Hath many hearts affixt on you to rest,
On you discrying vertues bravery,
Magnanimous unto your dignity.
Affix mo hearts still by your vertues rare,
So truely noble as your Ancient were.

Fixt in your brest is virtue, and the same
Affixeth mo bearts to your worthy name,
In which doth rest your most security,
Respect that lends to your nobility.
Fix virtue still within your heart , and so
Affixed hearts unto you still are mo ,
Zanchus like streames which to the Sea doth flow.