And take delight perhaps to tel, what trobles erst I knew, whose bare rehersal might enforce, a stonie hart to rew. why shuld we thē, wt such disdain: endure the chastismēt wherbi, perhaps, the Gods in vs, som further harms p̄uent Aud sith no creature may deserue, Dame Iunos graces well Whi shuld we grudg, & blame the gods, whose goodnes doth excel Whereas our dutie bindeth vs, their doyngs to allow: Whose actions all e for the best, whē we perceiue not how We rather should with minde, abide the dated time Wherin the Goddes shal vs accompt, as worthy for to clime. Whiche after trial shal betide, to those that suffre smarte: For: he doth yll deserue ye sweet, yt tasteth not ye tarte Which argueth those ye for a while, doth hide ye brūt of pain To be the owners of good hap, when Fortune turnes again Whose nūber, I beseech the Gods your self may furnish out, And that his eies may see you plaste, amid that happi rowt Whose great good wit shal neuer dy: althogh the wāt of time Hath don me wrong, & euer doth: in shortning of my rime. Your most louyng Cosyn. G. VV. ¶IS. VV. beyng wery of writyng, sendeth this for Answere. NO lesse then thankes, I render vnto you, What, though it be a Beggers bare rewarde Accept the same: (for Cosyn this is true, Tis all I haue: my haps they are so hard: None beareth lyfe, is so from Fortune bard, 0