No More Learning

Your eye, your counsell, and the grave regarde
Of father, yea, of such a father's name,
Now at beginning of their sondred reigne, When is the hazarde of their whole successe,
Shall bridle so their force of           heates, And so restreine the rage of insolence,
Which most assailes the yong and noble mindes, And so shall guide and traine in tempred stay
Their yet greene bending wittes with reverent awe, As now inured with vertues at the first,
Custome (O.