To myne euer-approued deere friend Mris Ioyce Iefferys

T HYNE head and heart, makes my head hart and hand
To draw thee in into this list or band
Of those whome most I honor; sith thou art
In head as witty as most kinde in heart:
Then though I (breefly) thus do end with thee.
Thyne name (perhapps) may endlesse bee by mee.

To the worthy and most happy gentleman, Charles Walgraue Esquire

Like tree like fruite: this prouerb's verifide,
In nothing more then in you and your sonnes;
Better dispos'd in life can nere abide,
For life in fullnesse ofte to loosenesse runnes;
But yee in all Heau'ns blessings do abound
In goodnesse too; which iustly is renound.

To mine approued and beloued friend Mr Richard Chambers tutor to the Lo. Percy.

S ith all mens births are like, yet borne vnlike;
Some borne to state and some are state to seeke,
Small state serues Natures neede, if hart be meeke;
Then (the meane's best); blowne bubbles soonest breake.

" THOU belt of dear Aunt Susan, pray
Tell why so long thou art? "
" Because, in circling round her waist,
I go all round her heart. "

B ALNEA , vina, Venus, vitae deliciae: sed et Corpora corrumpunt balnea, vina, Venus.
Bathing and Women and Wine corrupt these members of ours: yet
What are the pleasures of life? Bathing, and Women, and Wine.

If you are wise, just use your friend
Like a cigar, I say;
Suck him as long as you can draw,
Then throw the wretch away!

To my beloued Mr. Iohn Hoskins.

I OHN of all Iohns, if I should stile thee so
Thou might'st except against it; sith it points
But at some sott. Then art thou such a one? No:
Thy witt (good Iohn's) too nimble in the ioynis
To stand for such; but for witt thou maist bee
Iohn of all Iohns; at least, so held of mee.

To my louing and beloned friend Mr Harthalomeus Gyffard.

Thou " God with vs": that's neere as man with men
May be like God for worthynesse of minde;
Thou last of thy most worthy brethern
That dyde in Honors bedd, wherein they shin'd;
'To thee these lines are stretched, from his loue
Which thou shalt finde all thine when thou shalt proue.

To the most open handed, great-hearted and truly noble-minded knight, Sir Iohn Wentworth.

M AGNIFICK spirit, true heroe, glorious knight.
Bounties o'reflowing fovnt to moist the dry
Faint soules of Armes and Art, now drouping quite:
To thee I say but this, Were I (poore I)
The hand of Fortune to dispose of hers,
Thou shouldst haue all that place men with the starres.

To myne ancient friend and kinde countryman Mr Philip King-man.

Why King-man Philip? Whist, and me attend;
Ile answer for thee, sith thou art my friend;
Thou art a king in ruling thy desires,
And man for doing that which reas'n requires:
So do (good Phillip) still, the good is thine;
And so shalt still bee, thy good friend, and myne.