No More Learning

Shew now your courage meete for kingly state, That they which have avowed spend theyr goods,
Their landes, their lives and honours your cause, May the bolder mainteyne your parte
When they see that cowarde feare you
Shall not betray, once the death
The lords your frends eke shall appease his rage For they wise and well they can forsee,
That ere long time your aged fathers death Will bryng time when you shall well requite Their friendlie favour, their hateful spite, Yea, their           avaunce your cause.