8.
For like the noyse of the thornes vnder the pot, so is the laughter of the foole: this also is vanitie.
And what delight (indeed) can wise men take,
In foolish tattle of the lewder sort?
Like crackling bushes in the fire, they make
A blast, and blase foorth straight in their disport,
An outward show of mirth, which ends with smart,
And laugh with mouth, that haue a heauie hart.
The wise in ioy and myrth are temperate,
They ground their mirth on greater cause of ioy.
They are not so raysd vp with good estate,
Or beaten downe with any'aduerse annoy,
But that they can beare either state aswell,
As time or chaunce, can make them ebbe or swell.