To the Right Honourable, William, Lord Harvy Baron of Ridbroke, and Baron of Ros in Ireland
Well may you wary be, fith you arise,
Inriched as a Iuell of great Prize;
Lustrous although you be, yet mine you are,
Love makes that each one hath in you a share;
In which regard, as you a Iuell be;
And as each one doth claime a share in thee:
More care a great deale is there to be had,
Heroicke spark, least all our hopes should fade:
And least the Luster of thy Iewell lost,
Rightly may each complaine, how he is crost,
Virtue then nobly still retaine in you,
Evermore so a worthy Jewell true,
You shall not feare to stand to every view.
Inriched as a Iuell of great Prize;
Lustrous although you be, yet mine you are,
Love makes that each one hath in you a share;
In which regard, as you a Iuell be;
And as each one doth claime a share in thee:
More care a great deale is there to be had,
Heroicke spark, least all our hopes should fade:
And least the Luster of thy Iewell lost,
Rightly may each complaine, how he is crost,
Virtue then nobly still retaine in you,
Evermore so a worthy Jewell true,
You shall not feare to stand to every view.
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